The passage formed by the whirlpool of the sky was opened by Su Ming to help the shepherd boy and the others to deliver the items. Except for inheritance items, other items such as souls were not allowed to be sent in.
However, people's hearts are not enough, so there are monks like the old man in purple robes, trying to take this opportunity to fight. Since they are destined to die in a few hundred years, they simply step into that world that may really exist.
However, he was worried that Su Ming would not agree to this matter, so he took the risk to mix things up. In fact, Su Ming had already noticed it, which was why he said what he said before. Moreover, the death of the purple-robed old man's soul was not caused by Su Ming, but by Su Ming.
He couldn't bear the pressure when he shuttled through the passage, and then his body and mind were completely destroyed.
After the whirlpool in the sky dissipated and the entire sky returned to normal, the shepherd boy looked back with a complex expression at the location where the purple-robed old man was. At this moment, the place was empty, and the purple-robed body had long since turned into fly ash and gone with the wind.
Only the maple trees in the dark night are still blooming with the red color that no one cares about. Even if they are hidden in the dark night, they still exist.
The shepherd boy was silent. The young man in white had a complicated look on his face. The other four people beside him were also speechless. A touch of sadness appeared in their hearts. They understood that the death of the old man in purple robe had nothing to do with Su Ming.
He is just seeking his own death.
However, this kind of ending made them understand the state of mind of the purple-robed old man when he had this determination. In fact, several of them had never had this idea before...
"If that world really exists, your inheritance... with my blessing, they may continue in the distance." Su Ming flicked his sleeves, took one last look at the monks in front of him, turned around and stepped towards the void.
And go.
The shepherd boy and others all bowed deeply to Su Ming in unison. There was no need to say words of gratitude. What Su Ming wanted was not gratitude, but respect for these people's dedication to inheritance.
Su Ming left. Beside the maple tree in the night sky, a smile gradually appeared on the face of the shepherd boy. There was no scheming in that smile. He looked at the sky peacefully. His inheritance carried his own blessings and expectations. He hoped that his heir would be here.
The world that may exist will grow beyond your own realm.
The young man in white touched the scabbard without the sword, with a carefree look on his face. He turned his sword into a legacy. Even if his sword is scattered and broken in the world that may exist, it will eventually become numbers.
The master of each sword will have achievements.
He does not need a successor, all he needs is to give the meaning of sword cultivation to someone in the world who may have his sword!
The other four people looked at the sky silently, with different but similar expectations in their hearts... They would never know what their inheritance... would bloom in that possible world.
So bright.
The answer is not important. What is important is that they have no regrets in their hearts at this moment.
"Fellow Taoists, in the last three hundred years, I want to sleep without thinking about anything until that day comes." The shepherd boy looked at the other people around him.
"I plan to go out for a walk. I have to refine another sword in these more than three hundred years." The young man in white smiled slightly. The smile was a bit cold, but it was still free and easy. As he spoke, he held his fists towards everyone and stepped forward.
Gone into nothingness.
The remaining four people were silent for a moment, and then they each raised their fists towards the shepherd boy, turned into four rainbows, stepped into the void, and disappeared into the starry sky.
Until everyone left, the shepherd boy sat cross-legged under the maple tree, leaning against the tree, looking at the lights of thousands of houses in the city with a smile on his face, and slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The autumn wind blew, lifting his hair, and the autumn leaves fell, covering him with the quilt. After he closed his eyes, the whole world gradually blurred until it finally turned into nothingness.
I don’t know how much time passed, but when he opened his eyes again, he was no longer under the maple leaves, but halfway up the mountain. The sky was no longer night, but afternoon. The mountainside was filled with green grass and there were herds of cattle and sheep. He... was still a shepherd boy.
, but the shepherd boy at this moment has forgotten his true identity.
"I had a dream..." The shepherd boy patted his head and looked fascinated...
After Su Ming took a step in the starry sky, the void he was in was lifted up silently, like the page of a book being opened. When it fell again, the fourth wing had transformed and became the Sky Fox Realm of the Dark Morning camp.
Looking at the vaguely familiar starry sky, Su Ming didn't notice the Bald-haired Crane, and smiled dumbly. Time had passed so long, and with the Bald-haired Crane's character, he must have been enjoying himself somewhere.
As he turned around, Su Ming lost his will and noticed where Yan Pei was at the moment. Next to him was the woman named Zi Ruo. Su Ming pondered for a moment before taking steps.
In the central area of Tianhu Realm, among the stars, on the mountain peak, Zi Ruo stood there. For her, more than a hundred years may have been just a blink of an eye, but now... there was an extra touch on her face.
desolate.
Behind her, Yan Pei stood there with a bitter look on his face, as if he was opening his mouth to say something, but looking at Zi Ruo's back, he couldn't say anything.
"You should know that the figure who appeared in Anchen and Nisheng these years is not him..." Yan Pei sighed secretly for a long time and spoke slowly... "Of course I know it's not him, but... I
I saw my clansman dying in the hands of Xing's figure. That was his appearance, that was his aura. I saw the madness and resentment of my clansmen. What can I... do!" Zi Ruo's body trembled, and there was hatred in his eyes.
meaning.
Yan Pei was silent. He didn't know what to say. Even though he knew that the person was not Su Ming, even though he was the Emperor of the Morning, he could not convince those monks who had been filled with resentment and had lost their loved ones.
What.
Even if he were not familiar with Su Ming, he would not be able to believe it the moment he saw that figure...
At this moment, he, who was sighing secretly, and the miserable Zi Ruo didn't know that behind them, Su Ming was standing there. He listened to the words of the two and frowned.
As Su Ming frowned, his will spread silently, filling the Tianhu clan world, all the dark morning worlds, and even spreading to the Nisheng camp. He saw Nisheng's
One hundred and eighty realms.
The scenes in that world at this moment appeared like pictures in Su Ming's mind. He saw that nearly 50% of the Tianhu people in the Tianhu world were dead. He saw almost all the ethnic groups in the Dark Morning camp.
This is the case for everything, including the one hundred and eighty realms within the Anti-Sage camp.
Too many people from all ethnic groups have been brutally killed by a man named Su Ming over the past hundred years. The depth of their resentment and the intensity of their murderous intentions towards Su Ming made Su Ming silent after seeing all this.
Come down.
This is obviously what Old Man Miesheng did, but Su Ming couldn't figure out the reason why Old Man Miesheng did this. No matter how many people died in these more than a hundred years, when the catastrophe befell them, they would still die after all.
Being erased, there is no other gain except resentment.
"Resentment..." Su Ming frowned, and after a long time his forehead relaxed. Since he couldn't understand the matter, he simply stopped thinking about it. However, the problem was already settled, and resolving it would not help.
Su Ming's expression was calm and his heart was magnanimous. He just needed to understand this matter and know that it was indeed not his own doing. As for the rest... Su Ming didn't want to pay attention to it.
He could even think that since this matter was related to Old Man Mi Sheng, it was most likely related to the three men in black robes who were sent to Sanhuang by Old Man Mi Sheng.
Thinking of the three men in black robes, Su Ming sighed softly, turned around and left without revealing his body or disturbing Yan Pei and Zi Ruo. He walked towards the starry sky and into the void. When his footsteps fell, he had already left the Anchen camp and stepped onto the road.
Entering the starry sky of the Anti-Sage camp.
Walk towards where the Bald Crane is now.
The Nisheng camp, the Luochen small world, is a small world on the edge of the Burial Sky clan world. This world is called Luochen, and it has a sacred status in the Nisheng camp, because the people living here...are three
One of the Great Rebellion Saints is Feihua Rebellion Saint.
There is only one cultivation star in the Fallen World. This star looks emerald green from a distance, surrounded by rivers and seas. It makes this star like mercury, full of graceful and flexible meaning, but at the same time, it also carries a sense of grace and pliability.
Not weaker than the majesty of mountains and giant peaks.
On the stars, next to a lake, there is a wooden house, surrounded by countless flowers and plants, the fragrance is overflowing, and it is full of a sense of vitality. Outside the wooden house, there is always an old woman sitting there, looking at the lake alone,
With a soft smile on his face, he seemed to be counting memories and immersed in the years of memories.
Not far away, on the other side of the lake, the bald crane lay there blankly, turning into a stone. For hundreds of years, it looked at the wooden house and the old woman outside the wooden house, as if it could go there.
Seeing the destruction of heaven and earth, the absence of the sky.
It didn't know why it was looking like this, and it didn't know why it didn't want to let the other party know that it was coming. It seemed that every time it thought about this problem, its heart would be in severe pain and seemed to be torn apart.
After not thinking about this problem, for more than a hundred years, it found a kind of peace besides following Su Ming. This kind of peace can make it no longer obsessed with crystal stones, and can no longer be obsessed with crystal stones.
To think about any past events that could not be remembered, and even came up with the idea of wanting to stay with him peacefully for the rest of his life.
Until this day, after Su Ming's figure appeared silently beside it, and when he sat silently next to it, the stone that the bald crane turned into slowly changed, and finally turned into its original appearance.
, it looked at Su Ming.
Su Ming also looked at the bald crane. He saw the tears in the eyes of the bald crane. As an illusory body without entity, tears... are luxurious and cannot be shed, so the tears themselves are
A kind of sadness.
"Su Ming... I really want to cry..." Bald-haired Crane murmured.
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