More than a thousand years ago, almost two thousand years ago, if we compare it to a point, then at this point you were at that time, within the same Yin Sheng True Realm guarding force, in this same whirlpool galaxy, in
In the same desert stars, in the same hall...
The Yin Sheng True Realm monk who once hunted Su Ming knelt down here and whispered to the candlelight about a man named Mo Su in the Western Ring Star Territory. He also told the story of the existence beside him.
A crane.
The candlelight of those days was so high that the majesty of its voice could make those who knelt down here tremble in awe. A single word could determine Su Ming's life or death in the Western Ring Star Territory.
The reason why Su Ming was forced to go to a different place in Xihuan back then was actually because of the conversation that took place here.
Now, after more than a thousand years, Su Ming has come here and stood in front of the candlelight. What echoes in his ears is the trembling voice of the candlelight. The title is the words of his senior. It is a pity that Su Ming does not know the story of that year, otherwise
If so, he would have a lot of emotions at this moment.
It's a pity that this candlelight doesn't know that Mo Su, whose fate was determined by her words back then, is now standing in front of her, and now... has destroyed this world and the starry sky.
Destiny is so confusing, such a reversal, such that people change their positions without realizing it... Therefore, it makes people persistent, obsessed, and struggles, resists, and tries.
To get rid of the tricks of fate, but...the struggle and resistance are like moths rushing into the fire. The one who can finally be reborn in the fire must not be the moth, but the immortal phoenix who is willing to fall in the fire.
Su Ming approached, and when he raised his right hand with an indifferent expression and grabbed the candle, a sharp roar suddenly came from the candle.
This roar is not unpleasant, but rather like a ballad. Although it is an inaudible murmur, anyone who hears it will naturally know that it is a ballad.
At the same time, the ancient scrolls placed on the case table were also quickly turned over, page by page, as if around Su Ming, the years were passing by at the speed of a thousand years.
This is the magical power of Zhuhuo, and it is the magical power that qualifies him to live here!
Time is like a song!
Su Ming's outstretched right hand withered rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had spent thousands of years in the process of stretching out. This magical power has been used many times in life by candlelight, and every time it has miraculous effects, but this
once……
"Little trick!" At the moment when Su Ming's right hand withered, he snorted coldly. One of the talents of the Shaping Nether Tribe is the art of time. Using this magical power to fight against outsiders may have its effect, but when used on Su Ming,
It had no effect at all. As he snorted coldly, his right hand immediately returned to normal, and the power of the years directly and invisible dissipated from his body. With a tremor, half of the pages of the ancient scroll suddenly turned into pieces.
At the same time, the candle was half extinguished. During the difficult struggle, when Su Ming's right hand was about to touch the candle, the face of the woman inside was twisted and she screamed again.
As it screamed, the ancient scrolls on the desk suddenly turned the pages from left to right in an instant. Although half of the pages were broken, the remaining half was still turning, but now it was at the tip of the candlelight.
The moment he screamed, the pages of the book reversed their direction and turned from right to left.
At the same time, a force of reversal of time suddenly spread over Su Ming's body.
"What I am strongest is not the spread of time, but the reversal of time. At the cost of my life, I can reverse the years!" Candlelight's voice was sharp. The moment it came out, Su Ming's body immediately seemed to go backwards in the reversal of time.
What also passed was his cultivation and soul. The existence of this power made the sneer on Su Ming's lips thicker. He simply let go of his consciousness and let the power of reversing the years spread to a large area of his body.
"Three thousand years!" The candle roared, and immediately Su Ming's body shrank rapidly, turning into nothingness in an instant. If it did not exist, his body showed simplicity. It was during the reversal of time that he returned to
Wushan, but soon, all this disappeared without a trace, and when it appeared again, it was...another Wushan.
"How could this happen!" Zhu Huo opened his eyes wide, showing disbelief, and roared again.
"Three thousand years!" The reversal of time continued to appear on Su Ming. The smile on his lips remained unchanged, and his body was translucent, as if reincarnation had appeared inside, revealing scenes of Wushan again and again.
All of this caused Zhuhuo Huo's face to constantly change, with disbelief in her eyes as she sacrificed her life and screamed again.
"Thirty thousand years!!" This time, she risked everything. As she roared, the power of years boomed on Su Ming. After reversing thirty thousand years, at the moment when Zhu Huo breathed a sigh of relief, she
Suddenly he screamed horribly.
Su Ming's body is still translucent, but there is nothingness inside him like a black hole. This is the time when the years have brought him back to the time when he was not yet born, in his mother's belly... and was entangled by the power of the curse.
And this curse spread instantly the moment the candle touched it with magical power, directly invading her soul. Her screams lasted only a breath, and all the ancient scrolls were shattered, and the candle
The candle... also went out in an instant.
Su Ming's expression was as usual. He had obviously expected this scene, otherwise he would not have resisted without resistance before. In fact, he also took this opportunity to witness how strong the curse on him was.
At this moment, as the candle flame went out, with a bang, the candlestick collapsed, revealing a... corpse hidden in the space inside the candlestick!
It was the corpse of a woman. Her whole body was decaying rapidly in her old age. Waves of stench filled the air. Su Ming raised his right hand to grab the storage bag of the corpse. The storage bag immediately fell into Su Ming's hands.
After being slapped by him, the storage bag suddenly collapsed, and a black coffin suddenly fell to the ground.
The moment the coffin appeared, a strong pressure suddenly emerged. This pressure was so strong that Su Ming felt it for a moment. His mind was shaken and his eyes contracted. This aura... exceeded what Su Ming could remember.
Everything exists.
Even...the only one who can compare it to it is the scene that Su Ming saw on the wasted life gun in the fifth oven, the master of Changhe, the Xuanzun of the Yin Sheng True Realm!
The moment the coffin appeared, the bald crane flew out of Su Ming's storage bag. It tremblingly looked at the coffin and what was inside... a skeleton.
It can be seen that the skeleton is a ferocious beast, but now the flesh and blood on it are blurred. Although it is dry, it is still impossible to see what it looked like in life, but the aura emanating from the corpse is similar to that of bald hair.
The resemblance to cranes is striking.
The bald crane was trembling, staring blankly at the corpse in the coffin, as if muttering, or speaking to Su Ming.
"What a strange feeling... Grandma He's, is this my body back then?"
"I have a strong premonition that when I fuse with this body, most of my memory will be restored. I can recall many things that I have forgotten. I can recall...my origin, my identity, and...
Why am I turning into a soul body now?
I can still think of Grandma He, who beat me so hard that I almost lost my soul..." The bald-haired crane trembled, and when he raised his right paw to touch the corpse, he suddenly stopped.
"I also have a very strong feeling. Once I think of these... I... I will no longer be me, I will no longer be the bald crane, and I will no longer be Su Ming's partner... I...
...Who could I be..." Bald Crane's body trembled more and more, and his expression revealed a struggle.
"I will become another consciousness, or in other words, I will become my old self, then I will not exist...but I will be very strong...very, very strong!" The Bald-haired Crane's consciousness was a little confused, and suddenly he suddenly
He looked up to the sky and roared, his expression showing struggle and entanglement.
When Su Ming saw this scene, he could only remain silent. He could help the Bald-haired Crane regain his body, because to him, the Bald-haired Crane was not a pet, but... a friend.
Even though this friend is a little unreliable, even though he is very greedy for money, but... a friend is a friend.
However, Su Ming could not help it choose. All these paths depended on how it walked.
"Grandma He, why do I feel so disgusted with my former self... Once I merge, I will become it, but... But I really want to merge, I want to recall everything, I want to know... my
What has been lost in life... Why do I cry while looking at Wangfu Mountain, why do I feel uncomfortable looking at the starry sky, why do I sometimes inexplicably think of some people..." Bald-haired Crane struggled, his eyes red.
It turned around sharply and looked at Su Ming.
"Grandma He, I'm quite happy now, so I won't fuse it. But you can help me keep it. If you can collect all the bodies in the future, it won't be too late for me to fuse it." Bald Crane gritted his teeth.
, looking at Su Ming with a nonchalant expression, and spoke with difficulty.
Su Ming glanced at Bald Mao He. He respected Bald Mao's decision. When he raised his right hand, he flicked his sleeve. Immediately, the coffin that gave off Su Ming's trembling breath was put into his storage bag. Then, here
The pressure suddenly disappeared.
Bald-haired Crane's whole body trembled, with a hint of reluctance, but it soon turned into determination. As Su Ming turned around, he and Su Ming turned into a rainbow and left the star.
Everything is over. Within the former Yin Sheng True Realm guarding force, at the same time that Su Ming appeared, he dispersed the seal of the fifth oven. After a deep look at Su Ming, the great master of the living realm turned around and disappeared in an instant.
After leaving the starry sky, the remaining five people in the distance quickly disappeared and quickly escaped from this... ruins——
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