Under the setting sun, the Ancient Burial Kingdom is far away from the center of the land, the capital of the Ancient Burial Kingdom! In the direction of -, outside the sect gate where the July Sect is located, in this season, there is snow falling from the sky.
The snowflakes fell in pieces, covering the earth and connecting the sky, and seemed to cover up a lot of the glory of the July Sect.
The years, just like the passage of time when Su Ming accompanied Haohao, had also passed for the Ancient Burial Country for two thousand and seven hundred years.
The changes of these two thousand and seven hundred years cannot be called short-lived for any country. Even in the world of monks, these two thousand and seven hundred years contain too many changes of life and death.
The Qiyue Sect, which was a powerful sect among the seven sects and thirteen sects of the Ancient Burial Kingdom nearly three thousand years ago, has now declined. From a distance, the entire sect is full of depression. Although the falling snowflakes cannot fall to the sky,
But the feeling of withering radiating from the sky outside the sky made the figure standing on the top of the mountain in the distance and looking at the Qiyue Sect feel the vicissitudes of life.
It was a young man wearing a simple black gown with spontaneous hair. This young man looked about twenty-six or seventeen years old, but there was an indescribable vicissitude in his body, as if he had experienced too many years.
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"After five thousand years of practicing Taoism... I have walked through one world after another, met one face after another, and behind me, countless people have died at my hands... Now, I
Became a Daoist Master." The young man looked at the Qiyue Sect in the distance, and let out a long sigh in the wind and snow.
He is Su Ming, the Su Ming who came out of that once glorious world.
Staring at the Seventh Seventh Sect, Su Ming was silent for a moment, then raised his feet and walked forward. Step by step, he walked into the outer sect of the Seventh Sect and saw the disciples of the Seventh Sect here. It no longer seemed like a memory.
There are many, but only a few hundred.
Most of these disciples of the outer sect were unfamiliar to Su Ming. Even the deacons of the outer sect did not exist in his memory. They had changed too much until Su Ming reached the first level of heaven, the second level, and the second level.
Level... On the fifth level of the outer sky, Su Ming did not see Lan Lan's figure, but he saw her spiritual tablet.
It was placed in the palace on the fifth level of the outer sky, belonging to the peak of the third lineage. It was a dim spiritual tablet enshrined by the disciples of this lineage. It was located in the spiritual hall behind the palace.
Outside the Spiritual Hall, there was a middle-aged woman wearing a Taoist robe and holding a broom. She was sitting under the eaves of the Spiritual Hall in the wind and snow near dusk, looking silently into the distance.
Su Ming had some impression that this woman was the first disciple of Lan Lan, the third lineage. However, more than two thousand years have passed, and the beautiful woman back then has become middle-aged.
In this wind and snow, Su Ming's figure walked into the courtyard outside the spiritual hall, stepped on the snow, leaving traces along the way, and walked to the middle-aged woman's side.
It seemed that she suddenly realized that there was someone in front of her. When the middle-aged woman raised her head and looked at Su Ming, she was stunned.
"Which disciple are you from? Are you here for business?" Su Ming's face was very unfamiliar to her, but the aura from Su Ming's body made her unable to feel any hostility. She didn't even know why, but she felt...
With a kind feeling and subconsciously, I asked such words.
"I'm here to see Elder Lan Lan." Su Ming's eyes fell on the door of the spiritual palace, a hint of melancholy appeared on his face, and he spoke softly.
His words reached the ears of the middle-aged woman, who fell silent. Although she was unfamiliar with Su Ming's arrival, she felt as if her mind was being affected at this moment. She did not show the slightest change of expression, but looked at Su Ming in a daze.
Ming, it seems that all the words and actions of the person in front of me are integrated with the world, everything is so natural.
It seemed that his arrival was something that was destined.
"You..." the middle-aged woman hesitated.
"Master passed away nineteen hundred years ago..." The middle-aged woman hesitated and then spoke softly.
Su Ming was silent for a long time and walked towards the spiritual hall. The middle-aged woman did not stop him and allowed Su Ming to push open the door of the spiritual hall. After stepping in, the door of the spiritual hall slowly closed.
In the spiritual hall, there are dozens of spiritual tablets on the tribute platform. All of these spiritual tablets belong to the third lineage from ancient times to the present, and are the spiritual tablets carved by the sect after the death of those who are qualified to be here, so that future generations will not forget these ancestors.
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Su Ming stood there, his eyes falling on the last of those spiritual tablets, with four words clearly engraved on it.
Elder Lan Lan.
Looking at these four words silently, Su Ming slowly closed his eyes. In the darkness with closed eyes, as the silence in the spiritual hall became quiet, Su Ming seemed to have returned to many years ago, when he first saw Lan Lan.
scenes of time.
Lan Lan, who gave Su Ming a feeling like Fang Canglan, made Su Ming understand a long time ago that she was Fang Canglan in this world. Su Ming had always avoided having too much contact with her because he was afraid, he was afraid of eventually getting lost.
Scenes of memories emerged, until after the incense passed, Su Ming opened his eyes, turned around, and walked out of the spiritual hall.
"Why did he fall?" Su Ming said calmly.
"Daozong..." the middle-aged woman was silent for a moment and said softly.
Su Ming nodded, said no more, and walked forward, leaving the palace on the top of the mountain and arriving at his residence in the Seventh Moon Sect, on this level of the outer sky. The place there was not much different from what he remembered, except for the dust.
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Standing next to the cliff, Su Ming looked at his former residence. When he turned around for a long time, he saw Ye Wang sitting cross-legged and meditating on the peak of the first line of the fifth layer of heaven.
With his middle-aged appearance, majestic cultivation, and expression of advice and calmness, Ye Wang...has become an elder.
Su Ming withdrew his gaze and walked towards the sixth level of the outer world, until he came to the Seventh Moon Sect, and the seventh level of the outer world. But when he came here, a gleam slowly appeared in his eyes.
This quiet light appeared in Su Ming's eyes, which had been calm for most of these years, and had not appeared for a long time. Although he told himself many times that the Ancient Burial Kingdom was just a fight between himself and Xuan Burial, but at this moment he still
Gradually, murderous intent appeared in his eyes.
The seventh level of outer heaven has become a ruin...
There were once more than a dozen continents, but now only three are left. The rest have become ruins, floating like dust in the sky and earth. Waves of pressure belonging to Dao Zun are still faintly permeating this place. It can be imagined that here
It must have been many years ago that a Daoist Master came with overwhelming wrath and nearly destroyed this place, so this aura can still exist today.
The remaining three continents were completely silent at the moment. Only at the highest peaks of these three continents, Su Ming felt the auras of three people.
That was the aura of Dao Han and the other two former great elders, not Gu Tai or Xu Zhongfan.
The breath of these three people is very weak, as if they have been seriously injured and are sleeping at the moment. It will take endless years to slowly recover.
The murderous intent in Su Ming's eyes was gradually suppressed by him. He was restrained and melted into his aura. His eyes swept across the three continents and finally landed on the first continent. He swayed forward and appeared on this continent in an instant.
on the highest mountain peak.
On the top of the mountain is a huge platform. There is a majestic formation on the platform. The center of the formation has a fist-sized depression, like a small pit.
Looking at this small pit, as a former disciple of the Seventh Month Sect, Su Ming knew the penetration of the Seventh Month Sect. In every era of the Great Elder, if there were no other major events, only one person would wake up and take charge of the Seventh Month Sect, while the other Great Elders would
It is deep sleep, and this is how you practice.
The way to wake up the great elder requires condensing the blood of the Seven Life Techniques to wake up the sleeping great elder. For example, Lan Lan used this method to wake up Xu Zhongfan.
Su Ming stood on the formation and was silent for a moment. When he raised his right hand, he cut his fingertips, and his blood fell drop by drop into the small pit below.
When nine drops of blood fell, Su Ming flicked his right sleeve and stopped dripping blood. Instead, he stood there and waited silently.
The blood in the small pit in the center of the ground formation dissipated instantly. At this moment, the entire formation suddenly emitted a blood-colored light. When this light shot directly into the sky, a roar that seemed to come from hell suddenly boomed from the mountain peak.
Rumor spreads.
At the same time, as the light of the formation shone, the formation seemed to rotate. As the roaring sound reverberated, a huge crack immediately spread from the center of the formation, and a black ice coffin floated slowly.
It rose, then suddenly stood upright, and fell to the ground with a bang, landing in front of Su Ming.
Through the cover of the black ice coffin, Su Ming could see inside it at a glance. Dao Han was withered all over and his eyes were closed tightly. He even saw a hideous scar on Dao Han's chest, which penetrated him.
His body was cut off from his heart.
His body was as dry as a skeleton. When Su Ming looked at it, the entire coffin instantly turned into blood. Gradually, the mummy-like bones began to squirm. In more than ten breaths, Dao Han had recovered.
It reminded him of the past appearance in Su Ming's memory.
"Who... who woke me up!" When another roar came out, Dao Han in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes. This was the catastrophe of the July Sect for nearly two thousand years, and he was seriously injured.
I opened my eyes for the first time after falling asleep.
Almost the moment he opened his eyes, Su Ming's figure immediately appeared in his pupils. The moment he saw Su Ming, Dao Han's eyes suddenly shrank. He clearly felt a wave of emotion from Su Ming's body.
...The cultivation of Dao Zun!
It was at this moment that he suddenly discovered that the area above his chest where the heart vein had been severed... showed signs of healing.
"You are..." Dao Han's expression was solemn, and his expression did not relax due to the recovery of his injury. Instead, his eyes became sharper, but deep in that sharpness, there was a touch of excitement hidden.
The aura on Su Ming's body is familiar to him. Although this aura belongs to Dao Zun, he will not forget it. It's just that Su Ming's appearance has changed a lot. What is revealed in front of him at this moment is Su Ming in Sang Xiang's world.