"Perhaps, this answer will be told to me when I return to the Ancient Burial Kingdom one day and see the Master under the city gate." Su Ming murmured softly, thinking of the agreement he made with Tian Xiezi.
"Under the city gate, when we meet again, I will answer the last question for you." Su Ming closed his eyes, Tian Xiezi's words came to his ears, and he walked with him, walking.
After one hundred years and two hundred years, until he had completed the ninth continent, Su Ming once again saw the basin desert that was originally an ocean.
This desert is vast and has no end. Just like the road under your feet, as long as you walk on it, you must persevere to finish it, even if you don’t know where the end is, even if you don’t know the direction of the future, even if you feel anxious and scared in your heart, but...
·Now that you have chosen this path, don’t look back.
Looking at the boundless desert, when Su Ming looked around, the little boy beside him pulled the corner of Su Ming's clothes and spoke softly.
"We're about to arrive, right in the center of this sea, where is Haohao's home..." Haohao's voice is still childish. After nine hundred years of companionship, Su Ming and Haohao are walking in this once glorious world.
Here, he saw broken mountains, dry rivers, and corpses. Now here, what Su Ming saw was the desert. Perhaps in Haohao's eyes, he saw the sea.
Su Ming lowered his head and looked at Haohao. He said nothing in the silence, but led Haohao towards the desert, farther and farther.
There is wind in the desert. This wind whines and swirls, as if with a desolate sigh, floating around, rolling up the wind and sand, covering all directions, and also covering the once vastness here. Just looking at the wind and sand all over the sky,
It seems to be very similar to the sea... If the years insist on this, then there is no other option to simply turn the sand into the sea.
In the windy sand, Su Ming pulled Haohao and walked step by step until in front of him, in the sea-like wind and sand, an ancient boat appeared. This boat rowed through the windy and sandy sea, with its legs crossed on the boat.
The meditating figure became blurry when Su Ming looked at it.
"I should have seen him here." Su Ming said softly as he watched the boat go away in the sandy sea.
"Who is it?" Haohao looked up at Su Ming.
"An old friend." Su Ming smiled slightly, touched Haohao's head, and led him further into the depths of the wind and sand.
"What's wrong with him?" Haohao spoke again.
"He's lost." Su Ming shook his head and his eyes fell on the blurry shadow of the boat in the distance. When he looked back, he and Haohao continued walking.
Time passed, and every few months, Su Ming could see the ancient boats wandering around in this sea of wind and sand, as if they had lost their way, constantly looking for the lost road.
It was the feeling of trying to continue walking on the road, but... I still couldn't find it.
"He is very pitiful." Haohao said softly.
"Why?"
"Because he didn't want to get lost. In this case, he could still have his own happiness, but his heart was unwilling. It's just that on this road, he lost his way and could not come back." Haohao thought for a while, so
explain.
"However, he is so stupid that he actually gets lost." Haohao laughed, his laughter was very crisp, like water dripping against the bluestone.
Su Ming also smiled. Looking at the boats passing by again in the distance, this smile contained emotion and a sigh.
Old Man Miisheng has lost his way. He has been walking on his road all his life, carrying his dreams with him step by step. The entanglement with Su Ming is not right or wrong. There is only...
·I can walk on this road, but you...can't be in front of me!
This was Su Ming's emotion, and his sigh was because he didn't know if one day he would become like this, and he lost his way while persisting.
Because once you lose your way, you are lost your whole life.
Perhaps, there is another option...
In silence, Su Ming knelt down and looked at Haohao.
"There should be another choice... Haohao, wait for me here." Su Ming spoke softly. Haohao looked at Su Ming and nodded.
"What other option? Are you going to show him the way?"
"Other people can't point you to other people's paths." Su Ming shook his head. When he turned around, he walked towards the place where the boat disappeared. His figure gradually disappeared into the wind and sand until he disappeared.
The boat was facing the wind and sand, moving forward in the sea of sand. Old Man Miesheng was wearing the gown that Su Ming remembered, sitting there silently cross-legged, as if nothing had ever changed, whether it was Sang Xiang's world or this place.
That's true.
When Su Ming's figure appeared on the lonely boat, Old Man Miesheng's eyes suddenly opened and closed, showing persistence. When he looked at Su Ming, his face didn't show the slightest surprise, as if
I have known for a long time that one day I will see Su Ming here.
"The road is wrong." Su Ming said calmly.
"What is wrong?" Old Man Miesheng was silent for a moment and said calmly.
Su Ming smiled and did not continue talking.
"In my opinion, there is nothing wrong with the road, only the people are wrong, and my mistake was that I was defeated in your hands in the Sangxiang Realm..." Old Man Miesheng's voice was gentle, and when it came out,
, like lifting! Ripples of memory.!
"This was my first mistake, and the second... was my second defeat in the world of the Ancient Burial Kingdom." Miesheng's expression was as usual, but there was a hint of regret in his eyes.
"I didn't win."
"Then why did you say the road was wrong?" Miesheng's eyes flashed.
"Your path must be right? You think my path is wrong, and I don't think your path is wrong. Who is right or wrong, neither you nor me?"
Let’s talk about qualifications.
Let’s see the result. This path, you and I have chosen the same path. You want to resurrect all the familiar faces and do whatever it takes, and I want to become Dao Wuya, let the years go back, go back to the past, and go back to the time when Xuan Burial is coming.
hour.
At that time, I will go to kill Xuan Zang and do whatever it takes, even if I lose everything!" Old Man Mi Sheng's eyes were full of murderous intent and he looked at Su Ming coldly.
"If you continue on your path, you will eventually be the only one in the entire sky and your world." Su Ming was silent for a long time and could only speak slowly.
Old Man Miesheng remained silent for a longer time, and his expression gradually showed complexity. When he looked at Su Ming, the complexity became more intense, until he spoke.
"Then what's your path? If you continue on, in the end, the only one who will disappear in the entire sky is yourself!"
Su Ming was silent, and Old Man Miesheng also chose to be silent. The two of them were on the boat, one standing and the other sitting cross-legged in meditation. The boat never stopped moving. No matter whether the road ahead was wrong or right, it was always moving.
Won't stop.
"Then, this is the third battle between you and me!" After a long time, Su Ming showed a smile on his face and looked at Old Man Miesheng.
"This should be what you want to say when you choose to come to me." Old Man Miesheng's eyes were shining brightly, and he spoke slowly.
"You've been waiting here for so long just to wait for Su to say these words." Su Ming smiled slightly.
"That's it!" The eyes of the old man Miesheng turned into a fighting spirit. This fighting spirit is not the use of supernatural powers or the killing of magic spells, but a fight for each other. When they don't agree with each other, they can prove it through verification.
Completed, the final battle!
"If you lose, you can bury my way in your world, because in the vastness where I am, I can no longer see your existence." Old Man Miesheng spoke word by word, his voice decisive.
"If I win, you owe me a promise." When Su Ming's calm words came out, there was no fierce fighting spirit like Old Man Miesheng, and he was calm without any anger. He did not look at Old Man Miesheng again.
He turned around, walked toward the vastness outside the boat, and gradually his figure disappeared into the wind and sand.
Old Man Miesheng looked at Su Ming's retreating figure, his eyes flashed, and he murmured.
"There is no right or wrong, but you insist on doing this...the third battle...I am not willing to fail twice, so...it's better!" After a long time, the old man Miesheng gradually closed his eyes.
After closing his eyes, he immersed himself in meditation again, sat in this lonely boat that belonged to him, and drove away.
In the wind and sand, Su Ming walked forward silently. He never looked back. Only a strange color flashed in his eyes, but it was fleeting.
In the sea of wind and sand, Su Ming walked to the waiting side of Haohao. When Haohao saw Su Ming, he immediately showed a childish smile.
"Haohao thought about it. What you said before was wrong. He was not lost."
"Why?"
"Because there is no road in the first place. The road is under your feet. Wherever you go is the road, whether it is the end or the middle. If you are obsessed with whether the road is right or wrong, you are taking the wrong road.
Am I right?" Haohao pulled Su Ming's clothes and said with a smile, looking a little proud, as if he was very happy that he had figured out this truth that Su Ming didn't seem to understand either.
Su Ming smiled and touched Haohao's head again, with a gentle look on his face, and nodded.
"You're right. There is no path for everyone in this world, and there is naturally no right or wrong. You shouldn't care about this. Otherwise, there will really be right and wrong." Su Ming said with a smile, with a Haohao expression.
, and walk away.
In the wind and sand, they gradually moved away, and their voices were a little blurry, but they could still be heard faintly.
"Then why do you say he went the wrong way?"
"Because I hope he goes wrong."
"Oh... you left just to tell him that he was going the wrong way?"
"There is no right or wrong path, but I said it, so there is right and wrong. This is the other choice. Go on amid the mistakes until you owe me a promise.
In the wind and sand, the two figures gradually disappeared, and even their voices could not be heard clearly, and were slowly covered up by the sound of wind.
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