Pursuit of the Truth

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Cang is the color of the sky. Mang is a vast and boundless meaning. These two words are combined and said that it is both heaven and endless.

And the sky, the sky is the sky, the sky is the sky, nothingness can be regarded as the sky, so there is a gap outside the gap at this moment... a sky.

How big is it here, Su Ming does not know, he believes that even the black robe youth on the compass does not know how far this piece of the sky is.

Here, unlike the starry sky, in the moment of stepping out of the mulberry world, Su Ming felt that the body suddenly became heavy, as if the body was holding a mountain. The mountain was heavy and it seemed to be a little breathless, some not too adapt.

Even on his limbs, it is like an invisible chain, so that when it is lifted, some oysters.

There is also a misty mist that exists in the surrounding area. In this mist, Su Ming feels a certain degree of danger. It seems that this mist can swallow the vitality and destroy all traces of life.

Su Ming lifted his right hand in silence and touched the thin mist. At the moment of touching the mist, Su Ming’s right hand appeared to be visible in the naked eye, and even the position of the fingertip appeared gray, as if to become gray. Traces, but soon with the operation of Su Mingxiu, his fingers reached a balance with the outside world.

"It’s still the case with my cultivation. It’s not in the medium term. It can be here for decades. As for the early days, it’s impossible to say... It’s going to fall for up to half a year, and it’s not necessary to say the following...····· I have erased all traces.

Moreover, Su Ming wrinkled his brow, and he did not feel the slightest will and the trace of regaining power in this sky. That is to say, here, it is impossible to recover. How much is out is equal to how much is lost.

This is unbearable for most monks. On the contrary, Su Ming does not have much to adapt to this. After all, whether it is the source of the sea, or the world where the temple is located, Su Mingdu Have experienced similar things.

Su Ming has been extremely skilled in how to release a limited amount of cultivation, and it can be done with exquisiteness. However, in addition to this, Su Ming has not released his will in this sky. It is also perceptible that his majestic will is here, as if no longer disappears.

According to the speed of such a lapse, it is estimated that it will be a hundred years, and Su Ming’s will will completely dissipate, as swallowed by this sky.

With a sigh, the idea of ​​avoiding the catastrophe in this sky has been dispelled in Su Ming’s mind. This is not the area where monks can exist.

Moreover, these thin mists around Su Ming are just the most common things in this sky. In this sky, there are still many even the existence of Su Ming, such as whirlpools, for example, everything is The strange life born here.

These, perhaps others do not know much, but Su Ming experienced too much scenes of the black robe youth in the past years, he saw a lot of mysterious and terrible things about this endless sky.

Now I personally experience the verification. This feeling is even more profound.

Su Ming slightly indulged, his eyes flashed, showing a trace of decisiveness, and suddenly turned into Changhong, and went straight to the distant place. He was not a person who was willing to give up his thoughts easily. Three roads under the destruction of catastrophe You must not cancel one at will because of simple judgment.

If the sky can live, it can be a way for people to survive, which means that Su Ming has found a way to save his relatives and friends from catastrophe.

However, for such a person as Lan Lan and others can leave the Sang Xiang Dajie, Su Ming is uncertain, after all, their cultivation is not high. Over the years, the qualifications and opportunities are different. The distance between people is repaired. The change span is getting bigger and bigger. There is no way for Su Ming to do this. Forcibly improve and repair can only be solved for a while, and Su Ming can't make everyone enter the unspeakable.

But in any case, Cangwu····· is one of the three roads. Only by determining the feasibility of this road, Su Ming can think of other ways to solve other problems.

In this decisive determination, Su Ming's speed is extremely fast, and it disappears instantly in the sky, which seems to be thin, but actually is foggy.

With Su Ming’s departure, the thin mist formed a trail of gray marks on his body. At most, almost all of Su’s body’s position seemed to be a gray mark in an instant, maintaining this balance. The cultivation of existence makes Su Ming seem to be degraded, but in fact it can still be done without hindrance.

If he changed the shepherd boy, he stepped into the sky several times and did not dare to leave too far, but to swirl around, but even then, every time he went forward, he had to make a lot of preparations, and the fog hurt him. Not small, almost every hundred interest, he must swallow the powerful operation of the drug to repair the interest rate.

It’s not like Su Ming’s here, all the way galloping, there is no pause, until in this sky, Su Ming’s eyes flash, his right hand lifts up and suddenly slams toward the right side of the fog, this catch, immediately in that The fog in the area was all contracted, and there was a face with three eyes. The face was illusory, and it was faint, and it flowed out at the moment, but it gave a feeling of no sense.

A sharp scream came out and went straight to Su Ming. Su Ming’s right hand did not hesitate to grab it. The face slammed, the face was directly split, but it did not dissipate, but it was turned into more than ten copies. Qi Qi rushed to Su Ming.

Su Ming wrinkled his brow, he! This hand, although there is no full force, but can not be said at the beginning of the killing, but here, actually can not erase this strange life.

With a cold cry, facing the more than a dozen faces that roared, Su Ming’s big sleeves, this time he used his will, and as the sleeves swept, the rumbling sounds rolled in the sky, more than a dozen The face screamed in a moment, and the moments vanished.

But Su Ming's face is somewhat ugly. Although she has already noticed that the will will dissipate here, Su Ming did not expect that the moment of dispelling the will, the speed of dissipating is a hundred times more than when it is not used.

If you follow this situation, it only takes a year... Su Ming’s huge will will wither.

And the strange life that just appeared, the will that Su Ming used when he killed him, is equivalent to the power of the limit of the initial unspeakable, which erased it, and obviously, such a strange life is not a rare place here...

Su Ming silent for a moment, sighed, there is no need to verify this place here... completely unsuitable for the monk, because even if he is himself, it can only be here for a while, but can not last long, the final outcome is only death.

In the silence, Su Ming did not continue to go, but turned and went to the Sangxiang butterfly. From a distance, he could only see a wing above the oblique wing that was completely different from the sky.

The size of the wings, Su Ming can not see the end.

The difference in perspective makes the size of the object different. As Su Ming has seen in the past years, the butterfly does not seem to be very big, as he did when he saw the ancient memory in the guidance of Sang Xiang, as if each one The butterflies are the size of a baby's palm.

But now, what he saw, but it is so majestic can not describe.

He stood there, and Su Ming looked at the majestic butterfly in front of him. He couldn't see the butterfly. He could only see its fourth wing, and even the fourth wing could not see it all.

It is difficult for him to describe this feeling. It is very complicated and has an inexplicable feeling. He saw the dead air on the butterfly. The fate of the dead is that it can be felt from a long distance.

I don't know if this rich death attracts the strange life that exists in the sky, which makes Su Ming's left side, the fog again condenses and shrinks, and there is a shadow like a soul twist.

In the silence, Su Ming’s eyes suddenly showed his attachment again. This road to the sky is still unwilling to give up. Even if the effort ends up with no results, there are even some costs, but he still wants to go... Take a thorough look at how big this piece of sky is, to see how many strange lives there are, and to go to another perspective, to see this one...

With this kind of attachment of Su Ming, as he was when he was a teenager, he would rather swallow a lot of herbs and rush out of the door of the room of Agong Seal. His persistence is even in the source of God. Xinghai has sealed the seven passions and desires. He can still use the straw dolls and blood to record the faces he does not want to forget. He knows that Su Xuanyi is not his own relatives, but he must know that he is dead. The rise in the depression.

These are all persistent. If you are not persistent, he can't go to this step. If he is not persistent, Su Ming····· will no longer be Su Ming. He will not have the cultivation of today. Become an ordinary member of all beings.

Under such obedience, Su Ming suddenly chose, in this sky, what he might not do at the last time... He spread his own will, completely completes his great will Spread thoroughly.

As he said, he is going to see it!

As the barbarian man said in the same year, the world he saw, others can't see it!

Just as Su Ming was in the barbarian land, when he looked up at the starry sky, his inner desire, he wanted to take a look, not the world that everyone can see!

At this moment, Su Ming, as his will spread and spread, there were countless savage rumors in this sky. At the same time, the fog of this place tumbling rapidly, it seems that the will is in the sky, the light in the night. At the same time, it is also a non-existent thing!

Su Ming... I saw it!

He saw that there were thousands of strange lives in this sky, and saw this sky... beyond the end of his will, and also saw...······································································· body!

It was a beautiful butterfly, and its four wings were all erected. At this moment, the distance overlap is only a trace, and even at first glance, it is difficult to see the gap between the wings!

Finally finished! Also announced that the last IPAD reader, Wang Cheng, signed that he is Wang Lin, and a good classmate who speaks almost every day.

In a few days, there was a laptop for everyone, and I heard some suggestions. In the end, the right to choose this laptop is no longer the roots. It’s the decision of the friends who you decide to give, as long as you say in the reply that the other party is in my public prestige. In the name, I will count the most mentioned name, and I can take the laptop.

Time is starting now and ending on Monday night.