Su Ming sat cross-legged on a mountain peak among the fast-moving stars, which were like shooting stars. He looked up at the sky. There were no clouds in the sky. There was only chaos like running water, as if it were fog.
Starlight sometimes appears in the circulation, but often disappears in an instant, such as the Yuxuan seen in Daochen Sect in Su Ming's memory.
Su Ming's face was a little pale, and he covered his chest with his right hand. Waves of stinging pain came from him, making his eyes look sad.
After he left Daochen Sect, he once asked himself, what else... did he have?
Everything about Wushan is false. Grandpa is Su Xuanyi’s disciple. His master, Tian Xiezi, eventually became Su Xuanyi’s chess piece. His fate is the same as that of a generation of barbarian gods. His three senior brothers,
Nowadays, I can't find it in the vast sea of people.
Bai Ling was a first love, but looking at that love now, it was also false. Everything, with its unreality, reminded Su Ming of his desire to go out and see the outside world when he was in the barbarian land.
expect.
Ditian was using him, Su Xuanyi used him as a chess piece, his mother was immersed in the fifth oven, Su Ming looked back at his life, there were always big hands that were constantly fiddling and influencing them.
with his fate again and again.
It would be fine if an outsider did this, but the source of all this turned out to be not the outsider, but... his own father.
Su Xuanyi was not wrong. From his perspective, he was not wrong. A man who was crazy for the rise of the nation, how could he be wrong... His words contained the theory that there is no family without clan. Although Su Ming did not
I agree, but as he said, he has no hatred, only resentment.
What could Su Ming hate about a person who could sacrifice everything for the sake of rising a nation? He could even understand it, but he could not accept that he had always been just a pawn since he was a child. Even the friends around him had
Because of his familiarity with him, he became Su Xuanyi's pawn.
This is unacceptable and unacceptable to him.
For example, Yuxuan...
Su Ming wanted to go to the Underworld Realm, to find Yuxuan, but now, why should he go? With his passion and desperation, Su Ming's cultivation determines his fundamental
There is no way to rescue Yuxuan in the true world of the Underworld Emperor.
At this point, Su Ming understands that if he wants to go to the True Realm of the Underworld, then the first thing he has to do is to fuse his own physical body to make his cultivation stronger. Only in this way can he succeed in one go
!
Because Su Ming knew that he only had one chance, only one.
"The seemingly bright life is actually just a joke." Su Ming murmured bitterly. He didn't want to be like this. He was unwilling to be like this. He always wanted to control my own destiny, but he thought he could control it again and again.
, but in the end it was discovered that he was still being held in someone's hand.
"Actually, I just want someone to understand, let me understand this and not take advantage of my friends. I will be willing to give everything for you, my father, for your ideals.
Is this... difficult?" Su Ming looked at the flowing sky and spoke softly.
"I just want... to have a family." Su Ming lowered his head, closed his eyes, and cut off the tears that were flowing down his face.
"Really, is it so difficult..."
The wind blew by Su Ming's side. After a long time, Su Ming opened his eyes. His eyes were lifeless, his heart was dim, and there was a deep loneliness in his body.
This loneliness is immersed in his soul, integrated into his years, and cannot be dissipated for a long time. This loneliness is a person, but it has nothing to do with love. This is a wanderer without a home, on the mountain peak of the stars, in
Among the five million monks in the Earth's Ultimate Battle Hall, he murmured the home he longed for most in his life...
"My family, I can subvert the stars for them, I can give everything for them, I just want... a family."
Su Ming sighed softly, with loneliness and desolation in that sigh. As he opened his eyes, he looked at the sky and shook his head. Su Ming understood that what he longed for was the simplest for many people, but
For him, it's very difficult.
In silence, Su Ming slapped his right hand on the storage bag, and immediately a piece of grass appeared in his hand. This thing was obtained in the fifth oven. It is a strange thing that can make a person feel the fate.
"Control the fate of the outside world, control the fate of yourself, fate..." Su Ming murmured, looking at the grass, he closed his eyes again. He could only hide his loneliness, and he could only bury his loss and desolation.
He must be strong, because things in the future are just like fate. Only by making himself stronger can he truly dominate everything.
Use the power that can dominate the sky to create a home of your own!
At this moment, Su Ming's body showed a touch of perseverance that would never waver in this life!
"I will have a home...a home where I have my parents, my grandpa, my friends, my master, my lover, and everyone I know well.
Even if the sky is destroyed, even if the Three Wilderness Realms fall, even if Ni Sheng and Dark Morning go to war, even if the starry sky is catastrophic, calamity after calamity, countless reincarnations... I will create a home that belongs to me!
This is me, Su Ming, my Tao, my life, this home, I created it, even in the underworld, I created it with my own hands!" The grass in Su Ming's hand suddenly appeared in Su Ming's heart.
The will that had firmly affected his life, immediately trembled, and gradually turned into a green light and merged into Su Ming's hand, gradually disappearing, and Su Ming opened his eyes at this moment, with the determination in his eyes,
Suddenly there was a spring-like breath.
At the moment when the spring-like breath appeared in Su Ming's eyes, Su Ming's soul belonging to the Shaping Nether Tribe emitted a shocking roar from within his body.
Under this roar, Su Ming's soul immediately boiled. In his body, all the blood turned into complex runes at this moment. When the blood composed of these runes flowed through Su Ming's body, he
His soul also condensed a large number of runes.
Even outside his body, there were illusory runes echoing at this moment. The runes surrounded Su Ming's body and turned into a storm in the blink of an eye.
As it roared and whirled, the bald crane's eyes widened immediately beside Su Ming, and it retreated hastily.
"The breath of Ming...the origin power of the Three Wild Worlds...the secrets of the Nine Stars...the reasons for the struggle of the Anti-Sage Dark Morning...between light and darkness...a thought of light, a thought of the power of darkness..." Bald-haired Crane's body trembled
, its eyes showed confusion, and its dissipated memory seemed to appear something again at this moment, causing it to suddenly show pain in this unconscious murmur, and grabbed the back of its bald head, and it
Yell and quickly retreat.
At this moment, a rainbow flashed in the sky, and Zhu Youcai and Huokui Patriarch came quickly and immediately guarded the surroundings. They looked at Su Ming in shock as he was surrounded by a rune storm.
They clearly felt that in this storm, there was a power and aura that they could not describe. This aura was extremely strange. It was obviously not powerful, but even Zhu Youcai had a feeling that his soul and even his flesh and blood were trembling.
.
Not to mention Patriarch Huokui, who stared blankly at the rune storm outside Su Ming's body. He was horrified to the extreme because he discovered that... within this storm, one of the countless runes... actually caused
He had a feeling of the origin of life of their Huokui clan.
It seems that that rune represents the entire Huokui clan!
And such runes, in that storm, were so insignificant, like a drop in the ocean!
"What's this!!"
At this moment, it was not just Patriarch Huo Kui and Zhu Youcai who were like this. On this star, the man who was called a wild dog, and the three cultivators wearing armor beside him, all of them were shocked and shocked.
They looked towards the direction of the mountain peak where Su Ming was. They were breathing rapidly. They were far away, but precisely because of the distance, they clearly felt that there... there was a power that seemed to be their souls, or maybe it didn't belong to them.
The souls of the three people are the ethnic groups to which they belong!
The middle-aged man who was pouring himself a drink suddenly changed his expression at this moment and looked sharply in the direction of Su Ming. His right hand was trembling slightly, and a turmoil arose in his heart. He was a person who had disappeared under the sky.
He is a member of the ethnic group, and he is the only member of this ethnic group.
But now, he actually felt...the soul of his own tribe in the direction where Su Ming was!
"What's going on!" When the middle-aged man was breathing rapidly, outside the starry sky, the five million monks in the Earth's End Battle Hall stopped in their tracks. Each one of them suddenly turned back and looked at the colorful stars.
At this moment, these five million monks from different ethnic groups are all on the colorful stars, feeling the breath of their ethnic group and feeling the soul of their ethnic group!
Under Daochen Sect, in Daohai, at this moment, the wind was surging and the fog sea was roaring. A huge face formed on the entire sea surface. This face was none other than Daohai. His eyes showed a strong light.
"Another person who has opened the gate to the underworld. I don't know what kind of meaning his gate to the underworld...contains, and to what extent it can grow. Will all the people who can open the gate to the underworld be assimilated in the end like in my memory, or...
You can truly push open that door...to a thought!"
At the same time, in the morning sect, in Su Xuanyi's retreat place, Su Xuanyi's cross-legged body shook violently. His eyes opened instantly. When he looked into the secret room from a distance, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the void.
to everything he wanted to see.
"One of my clan's three greatest talents...opening the Underworld Gate!" Su Xuanyi murmured. After a while, he felt the breath of the Underworld Gate from Su Ming, and bitterness gradually appeared on his face.
"The meaning of protection...the idea of creating a home...Ming'er, one day, I will make up for it...I will..." (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)