Volume Four, Chapter 1362, Hei Moxing’s Old Friend
The Black Ink Star once seemed familiar to Su Ming, and even appeared to some extent! It was a star with a sense of belonging. It recorded the past of a generation of Barbarian God Lie Shanxiu. It can even be said that without Lie Shanxiu, there would be no Black Ink Star.
Mo Xing's present.
Standing in the starry sky, Su Ming looked at the black ink in the distance. His eyes gradually stared at the Divine Source Star Sea further away, and little fragments in his memory slowly emerged.
I still remember that the fire of the fifth oven burned the entire Divine Origin Star Sea, and I still remember Su Xuanyi's wife in the oven, which made Su Ming feel as if he had found his mother. There may be deep guilt in that mother's love.
But there is one thing that even Su Xuanyi and Lei Chen will never know...
Su Ming once spared Su Xuanyi on the Underworld's own planet. Even though he saw through Su Xuanyi's plan and used himself to relieve certain negative states, Su Ming still didn't kill him.
Some of this was due to Lei Chen, but more of it... was actually the woman in the fifth oven that Su Ming thought was his mother for a certain period of time.
Because of her, Su Ming chose to give up his hatred for Su Xuanyi. In the empty starry sky, that woman always held him as a baby in her arms even if she closed her eyes. The warmth was something that Su Ming could not help.
Forgotten.
That was not a mother, but in Su Ming's heart, that woman was also a mother. Although she felt guilty and wanted to leave a way out for her real child, no matter what, Su Ming's experience could never be forgotten.
of.
Therefore, he just returned the fifth oven to Su Xuanyi, ending his period of sighing, and when he turned around, he sealed everything away.
At this moment, returning to the place where he once rose, Su Ming shook his head and walked towards the Black Ink Star. The various families on this star have also experienced changes in these more than a thousand years, and the former glory has become the dim past.
Inconspicuous, perhaps today, it is at its peak.
Walking through the Black Ink Star, walking through a city, passing through a clan, Su Ming's figure walked on this Black Ink Star, until he stood outside a restaurant in the city that once belonged to the barbarians.
On the street, looking at the monks around him, Su Ming seemed to have found some feelings from before.
Occasionally, he raised his head, and the sun suddenly entered Su Ming's eyes. The breeze blew his long hair, and his clothes were fluttering softly. At this moment, Su Ming did not look burly, but instead had a lot of literary spirit. In fact,
There is a kind of elegance, a kind of transcendence, and a kind of aloofness that can be incompatible with the world if he wants to.
But now, as Su Ming saw the name of a restaurant under the sun, his steps stopped and his eyes revealed memories.
Thousands of years ago.
These three simple words, even the fonts on the restaurant's name plaque, also carry a flavor of time, seeming to bear witness to the antiquity and authenticity of those three words.
With a slight smile, Su Ming stepped into the restaurant. As soon as he entered, a shopkeeper came over immediately. Perhaps it was Su Ming's aura that made the shopkeeper dare not neglect, and directed him to the tables and chairs near the window.
After serving a pot of wine and a few side dishes, seeing that Su Ming remained silent, he left and went to entertain other guests.
Su Ming sat there, sipping the wine and seemed to have really returned to a thousand years ago.
In the afternoon, when the sunlight changed and fell from the window, it reflected on Su Ming's face, seeming to blend his body into the sunlight. When outsiders looked at it, they could only see soft light, but they could not see Su Ming.
s face.
"coming!"
"Haha, the time is up. Why don't the store invite Mr. Chen here? We all dote on him."
"That's right, hurry up and invite Senior Chen. Last time he talked about the Hei Shuangsha that happened more than a thousand years ago. I don't know what the final result will be." As the number of guests in the hotel gradually increased, the noise about the lottery slowly spread.
Voice.
The shopkeeper bowed quickly, made a promise, and walked quickly into the inner room. Not long after, he supported an old man wearing a white robe and with white hair, and walked out slowly.
With the appearance of the old man, the noise in the restaurant immediately stopped, and almost everyone's eyes were turned to the old man at this moment.
The waiter cleverly brought a chair and let the old man sit on it. He coughed a few times and glanced at everyone with a vicissitudes of life. The moment he landed on Su Ming, he seemed to pause, but soon he
Skip it.
"What did I say last time?" The old man touched the water glass placed by the waiter beside him and said with a smile. He seemed to be full of energy, but after speaking, he always felt a little hoarse.
"Senior Chen, please don't be deliberately forgetful. Last time, the black and yellow double murder angered many families by cheating on their relatives, and they were wanted."
"What a black and yellow evil spirit, it's clearly a crane and a black evil spirit."
"Whatever it is, Senior Chen, that's what I said last time." The hotel was noisy again, and many people spoke with smiles.
"This pair of evil eyes was hunted by many families, but they didn't take it seriously, especially since the crane was good at changing and transformed into an old man in many families' cities..." The old man touched his beard and relaxed.
Speak slowly
He spoke slowly, but his descriptions were extremely lifelike, quickly attracting people around him, and laughter could be heard from time to time.
"That's right, my master said back then that he was tricked into buying several bottles of fake elixirs by an old man with an immortal spirit in a city."
"Yes, I have heard about this, but it is said that these evil spirits have a strong background."
Su Ming was drinking there, listening to the old man's slow talk, and a smile gradually appeared on his lips.
"... Just like that, the last person these evil spirits encountered was actually their master, so they were so scared that they tried to escape overnight, but in the end they didn't escape." The old man picked up the water glass and took a sip, smiling.
He said.
"Who is the owner of these evil spirits?"
"This is the first time I have heard of this matter. How did Senior Chen know about it?" After the old man finished speaking, there was a noise in the restaurant again. As the old man raised his hand and gestured gently, the noise here started.
Slowly getting smaller.
"Let's talk a little more today. Speaking of the master of this pair of evil spirits, you should have heard of it. Back then, there was a person who walked out of the divine source star sea. This person rose up from the divine source and took away the fifth oven.
It spread the fire of the furnace and burned the entire star sea. It also fought against all races in the fifth sea, and many powerful people died in its hands.
Even those who are powerful in the palm realm will still fall, and there are people with stronger fate realm who are no match for this person..."
"Daokong, is the senior talking about Daokong?" Someone in the restaurant immediately said this name. Su Ming's expression showed reminiscence. This name has been buried in his memory. When he thinks of it now, it has been too long.
"It's Daokong, but it's not Daokong." Very few people know what this person's name is. Even I only know that his surname is Su. It is said that he is a member of the Shaming Clan from the fifth true world!
This man took the Daokong from his body and went to the Star Sea of the Divine Source. The two demons were beside him, sweeping across the Divine Source, igniting the furnace fire, subduing various alien races, and killing countless people. When he left the Divine Origin, what he left behind was
The legend about him.
According to legend, he went to Daochen Realm!" The old man said this, and there was a silence in the restaurant.
Regarding everything that happened in the Daochen Realm, the fall of the Daochen Sect, the emergence of the gap in the Three Wastelands, and even the monks from Dark Chen and Nisheng rushed into the ruins of the Divine Source. If this place was not extremely barren, I'm afraid it would be...
will be caught in the flames of war.
In the Daochen True Realm, when the advent of Dark Morning and Nisheng was at its most intense, a sect called Ninth Peak arose. After so long, it naturally spread to this place.
"It is said that the strongest person in the Ninth Peak Sect is also named Su!" After the old man said this, he coughed. The waiter on the side stepped forward to support him. The old man smiled apologetically to everyone.
"I'm sorry everyone, I'm injured, so I can't talk for a long time. Thank you all for coming to support me today. I will continue to tell you stories from more than a thousand years ago in two days."
Almost at the same time as the old man stood up, Su Ming smiled. The old man's look reminded him of a person he once had.
"Old friends don't meet often..." Su Ming put down his wine glass, stood up, and walked towards the door of the restaurant. As he walked away, the old man was smiling apologetically to everyone, and accidentally saw Su Ming.
There was no sunlight this time, so after he saw the whole picture, the old man's body shook violently, showing disbelief. Even at this moment, the old man's appearance changed, as if... he was not a person.
An old man, but an old woman with gray hair.
However, due to some reasons, she could only appear as an old man.
"The beauty is turning white, and the memories are as if they have been waiting for thousands of years... I have gathered all my thoughts and thoughts to cultivate, and it will not last long in exchange for the stay of the Holy God of the Sun and the Moon..." In the ear of the old woman, Su Ming said with emotion.
As Su Ming went away, when the old woman looked back at the table before Su Ming, she saw a pill next to the wine glass.
Until Su Ming had gone away, the man who looked like an old man stared blankly at the door of the restaurant. For a long time, his expression showed a complicated expression. He sighed softly, and when he raised his right hand, the pill flew over and fell into his hand.
At this moment, everyone in the restaurant gradually noticed something, and looked at the old man curiously.
"Senior Chen, who was that fellow Taoist just now?" someone asked quickly.
"That's the person I was talking about before..." The old woman dressed as an old man sighed and murmured. Scenes from the past appeared in her mind. At that time, she still had years and appearance, but now she is like a new friend.
, and itself is old...
Today, the author of the cover of Qiu Mo, whose original name is Cucumber Mustard, is now known as NO Yidong, the boss and proprietress of the teahouse group, is a grand ceremony in his life, from being single to having a wedding as a couple!
Bless Mustard, I wish you and your Taoist partner a happy life, harmony and beauty.