Su Ming glanced sideways at the statue of Lie Shanxiu and sighed softly.
He understood, it could be said that he understood it completely. This was Lie Shanxiu's choice for himself, or for the barbarian god who came here to the barbarian tribe's hometown.
Su Ming is number one, and Lie Shanxiu is also number one.
This is a...battle of barbarian gods. The victor can obtain the inheritance of all barbarian races and reach an extremely advanced state of cultivation, thus leading to the rise of the entire barbarian race.
This time the competition does not seem cruel, because there is no fighting or fighting, but a... search.
If Lie Shanxiu is found, Su Ming wins. If he cannot be found, Su Ming loses.
As for the time limit... it is ten thousand years, but now eight thousand years have passed, so only two thousand years are left.
"A generation of Barbarian God Lie Shanxiu... His hesitation back then was due to the cruel nature of this battle between Barbarians, which he did not want... So he gave ten thousand years of time. If there is a Barbarian God in his hometown within these ten thousand years,
Come, then you can make this no-choice choice, where there is a possibility of winning.
But if the barbarian god from his hometown still does not arrive within ten thousand years, then... he will replace the barbarians in the Land of the Dead to launch a... rising storm."
"Then... what is the reason that makes Lie Shanxiu think that there can only be one barbarian god among the barbarians? What is the reason that makes him give this path to future generations? This matter does not make sense, but he is so
It's done." Su Ming closed his eyes, and what appeared in his mind was the sadness emanating from the statue of Lie Shanxiu.
"Perhaps many answers are hidden in this sadness." Su Ming opened his eyes, and he had his own answer.
"I won't fight or search for it. I have my own way." Su Ming waved his sleeves and walked towards Feng Lao and others. With his arrival, nearly a hundred barbarians including Feng Lao came.
The clan members stood up one by one and looked at Su Ming complicatedly. They were waiting for Su Ming's choice.
"I..." Su Ming looked at the barbarian tribesmen and the vicissitudes of Feng Lao and Yu Lao. As soon as he said a word, Su Ming suddenly froze, and he suddenly thought of a possibility.
This possibility caused his words to stop suddenly. His eyes shrank, and he slowly turned around to look at the statue of Lie Shanxiu.
"Sadness, hesitation, staring at the sky, thinking...unreasonable choices, all of this...is it really that simple..."
"A generation of Barbarian God Lie Shanxiu, who stood here for three years... Barbarian No. 1..." Su Ming's breathing was rapid. He vaguely seemed to have grasped a key, but it was still blurry.
While nearly a hundred people from the barbarian tribe were waiting for Su Ming's choice, Su Ming looked at Lie Shanxiu's statue again. He slowly walked to the statue again and looked at Lie Shanxiu's face intently.
He saw hesitation, sadness, and thinking, but the fusion of these three expressions shocked Su Ming, because he saw that after they were fused together, Lie Shanxiu's expression seemed to be vaguely...
With a hint of... a very deep hidden bitterness!
Su Ming was silent. He once again stood beside the statue of Lie Shanxiu. He raised his head and looked at the sky. Time passed slowly. Seven days later, Su Ming showed hesitation on his face.
This was the hesitation he deliberately caused. In his memory, all the fragments that made him hesitate were fused together and condensed on his face.
Ten more days passed, and Su Ming's expression was mixed with sadness. The deep sadness and hesitation blended together, making Su Ming's expression look very complicated.
Another half month passed. In addition to hesitation and sadness, Su Ming's expression showed a third expression, which was...contemplation.
It was only then that he raised his head and looked at the sky. His voice echoed after being silent for more than a month.
"Yu Rou, tell me, what is the first description that comes to mind when you see my expression now."
Following Su Ming's words, Yurou, who was always accompanying him silently, looked at Su Ming's face elegantly and quietly. After a moment, she spoke softly.
"Bitterness, struggle."
Su Ming was shocked. He might have seen it wrong, but this verification made Su Ming know that the trace of bitterness he saw in Lie Shanxiu's expression was not an illusion!
There was struggle in the bitterness, but this expression is easy to understand. It can be understood that Lie Shanxiu did not want the battle between the barbarians to occur, but he had to do so, so there was bitterness and struggle.
But this... there is another explanation. Behind the bitterness, there may be a kind of truth that Lie Shanxiu wants to convey in a subtle way.
Su Ming was silent, his eyes contracted, keeping his expression, and raised his head to stare at the sky.
"A Generation of Barbarian God Lie Shanxiu, whatever you want to tell me, let me see it." Su Ming kept looking at the sky, letting time pass, letting the wind and rain come, letting the clouds in the sky continue to change over time.
Change, constantly disappearing and reappearing.
One day, two days, three days...
One month, two months, three months...
The nearly a hundred barbarian tribesmen behind him also discovered something strange, especially Feng Lao and Yu Lao. After they looked at each other, their expressions became extremely solemn.
Ever since he recognized Su Ming as his young master, Marquis Chihuo has never left Su Ming. Now standing aside, he is wary of people from the Lieshan family, and he will not allow anyone to threaten Su Ming.
Yurou has always had an elegant personality. Although time has passed, she has always been sitting there quietly, watching the sun rise and set.
As for the Bald Crane and the Dark Dragon, the two big dogs were still lying there, but the Bald Crane was impatient to wait, and somehow persuaded the Dark Dragon to quietly run away a month ago without knowing where to go.
Time passed by and it was half a year. In the wind and rain, Su Ming still stood there, until the weather turned cold and until the snowflakes fell. He remained motionless, immersed in an almost ethereal state, looking at the sky and the clouds.
When winter slowly passed, when spring came and everything revived, the clouds in the sky slowly began to increase, and Su Ming's body suddenly shook.
He had been standing here for nearly ten months. Until this moment, as his body was shaking, the barbarians behind him immediately looked at each other.
Even Feng Lao looked up at the sky, but what he saw were clouds and nothing else.
Su Ming stared at the sky. He clearly saw that the clouds in the sky seemed to have changed in an instant.
It seemed like something was about to be revealed, but in the end... it was nothing.
Su Ming gradually calmed down and still looked at the sky silently. Time passed again. In the blink of an eye... it was more than a year. Su Ming had been beside the statue of Yu Lieshan Xiu on this mountain peak for two full years.
In the past two years, the Yu family has become the master of Blackwater City, and has become a peak family. Although... the Yu family has not been born or died, it has still become one of the three peak families.
Black Ink Star has organized many auctions in the past two years, and the people coming and going are very lively, but here in Su Ming, the surroundings seem to be imprisoned, and not a single person has appeared in the past two years.
This place seems to have become... the forbidden land of Black Ink Star!
Until the third year, as spring, summer, autumn and winter passed by, Su Ming stood on this mountain peak for three whole years!
On the last day of those three years, at sunset, Su Ming's body shook again. He moved. His expression was filled with bitterness and struggle. He stood here for three years, his eyes never blinking, as if
Lieshanxiu is the same.
Three years have passed and he has seen nothing, but he has a feeling that he has seen something. This feeling turned into a vibration in Su Ming's body when his eyes closed.
The moment his eyes closed, all the clouds and clouds in the sky that Su Ming had seen in the past three years quickly appeared in Su Ming's mind like passing clouds. It was like scenes of the same sky, but with slightly different cloud changes.
The pictures were quickly connected together in Su Ming's mind, and one after another flashed quickly...
Six words formed!
The six words originally existed in the sky, but it took three years for the clouds in the sky to change to form six characters!
There is only one way to see these six words, and that is to look at the sky intently like Su Ming, imprinting all the changes in the clouds in his mind, and they can only appear when he closes his eyes.
"Shenyuan Xinghai, save me..."
Su Ming was shocked and opened his eyes. What he saw was these six words, a cry for help hidden behind the bitterness and struggle!!
This request for help obviously cannot be known to others, or even said. Otherwise, Lie Shanxiu would not point it out in such a subtle way, and he would not hesitate to use his spiritual consciousness to slowly change the clouds in the sky for three years.
The clouds here change, allowing the person who has stood here for three years to look up at the sky to find his cry for help.
The call for help from eight thousand years ago gave Su Ming an unprecedented understanding of Lie Shanxiu's so-called battle between the barbarians.
"Has anyone else come here before me and stayed here for three years?" Su Ming suddenly spoke and turned to look at Feng Lao and nearly a hundred other barbarians.
"No." Feng Lao shook his head.
"Prepare for me a map of the Divine Origin Star Sea. The more comprehensive the better." Su Ming was silent, and after a while he sighed secretly and spoke slowly.
Su Ming could not turn a blind eye to the call for help from a generation of barbarian gods, not for any other reason than to respect Lie Shanxiu and his glorious life.
"This matter is not difficult. We already have a very detailed map of the Divine Origin Star Sea, but there are many changes in the Star Sea. The map will be different every few hundred years, but in one month it will be Black Ink Star every hundreds of years.
At the black ink auction jointly organized by various families, there will be alien races from the Divine Star Sea coming, and in their hands they will have various changes and more detailed maps of the Divine Star Sea over the past hundreds of years." Feng Lao said deeply.
He glanced at Su Ming and said in a deep voice.
"Black ink auction?" Su Ming's eyes flashed.
"Will the people from the four true world guarding forces come?"
"For every black ink auction in the past, the four major real world guarding forces would send people here." Feng Lao said.
"The forces of the Lieshan family can find out the details of my being wanted. Can they find out... the list of all the people with extremely outstanding cultivation qualifications among the four true world guarding forces?" Su Ming said slowly.
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