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Chapter 1859 St. Beauty Sigh

Sheng Mei's previous question had a hidden meaning that she knew the mysterious boy, and the people Sheng Mei knew were so powerful that Lin Ming couldn't see through them at all, and made him tremble with fear. Apart from the Soul Emperor,

Lin Ming could not think of the second person.

"yes!"

Sheng Mei nodded slowly, not surprised that Lin Ming could guess the boy's identity.

The Soul Emperor is the actual controller of the Soul Clan. Although there are many true gods in the Seventh Heaven of the Soul Clan, the other true gods are nominally respected by the Soul Emperor.

This mysterious and unfathomable figure made Lin Ming extremely fearful.

"He didn't discover Hong'er, and he probably didn't discover the Rubik's Cube either..."

Lin Ming felt cold sweat break out on his back. When he met the mysterious young man, Lin Ming tried his best to calm down, but he still felt like he was being seen through.

Fortunately, the Rubik's Cube was originally the supreme artifact in the universe, and Hong'er's origin is mysterious. She can even see through the rules left by the master of the "Holy Scripture".

These two existences are beyond ordinary people's imagination. If they try their best to hide their auras, it would be normal for the true god not to notice them.

Besides, according to the information Lin Ming had obtained before, the Soul Emperor should have never seen the Rubik's Cube.

"Soul Emperor... why did you make a special trip to see me?"

Lin Ming felt awe-struck in his heart. There was no doubt that the Soul Emperor was specifically waiting for him by that dead lake!

The Soul Emperor once said that Lin Ming's path was too smooth, which was not conducive for him to reach the true peak of martial arts. Lin Ming deeply believed this, but he did not think that the Soul Emperor was waiting for him just to say this and to give him guidance.

of cultivation.

As Lin Ming spoke, he kept staring intensely into Sheng Mei's eyes, waiting for Sheng Mei's answer. This was a matter related to his life!

The Soul Emperor is too powerful. Although the Human Race and the Soul Race do not have any conflict of interest now. They can even be said to be half allies. However, this kind of strength is far beyond Lin Ming's imagination. The person who can control Lin Ming's life and death at any time will once he pays attention to him.

, Lin Ming was still frightened.

Shengmei sighed softly and did not answer.

Lin Ming still stared at Sheng Mei, "What are you sighing for?"

"Sigh your fate..."

Shengmei’s voice was faint.

Lin Ming became increasingly frustrated, "Why do you lament my fate?"

Shengmei shook her head and said nothing.

Lin Ming also remained silent.

The two of them were silent for a quarter of an hour. Sheng Mei suddenly looked at Lin Ming, her eyes twinkling like stars.

"Lin Ming. Let me ask you again, are you willing to give up the human race, give up everything, and join me in reaching the pinnacle of martial arts, pursuing the path to the ultimate martial arts, creating a world independent of the Thirty-three Heavens, and becoming the master of the world?

"

"You and I can be compared to the Master of Shura Road and the Master of "Sacred Scripture" tens of billions of years ago, and even learn the method of eternal life. To last forever in the world?"

Sheng Mei's words were full of temptation, and as she spoke, Lin Ming could feel that an invisible force field enveloped them, blocking out all sounds...

For some reason, Lin Ming's heart skipped a beat when he looked at Sheng Mei's eyes.

At that moment, he intuitively felt that Sheng Mei's eyes were full of sincerity and expectation, making people unable to bear to refuse...

In Lin Ming's impression, Sheng Mei was a powerful woman with ambition and scheming. After a series of contacts with Sheng Mei, although on the surface, Lin Ming and Sheng Mei got along happily. They even cooperated many times and cherished each other.

But in his heart, Lin Ming has always been wary of Sheng Mei. If Lin Ming's trust in Little Demon Fairy, Mu Qianyu and other girls is twelve points, then his trust in Sheng Mei is probably less than two points.

But this time, for some reason, Lin Ming felt that what Sheng Mei said was true. These were sincere words from the heart. Lin Ming's words of rejection came to his lips, but he seemed unable to say them out.

Because he had a vague feeling that Shengmei seemed to have made a lot of determination when he said these words, and it might even be the last time he asked. If he refused, he seemed to have rejected something very important.

"Soul Emperor...how can you tolerate me?"

Under Shengmei's soundproof barrier, Lin Ming asked questions word for word.

There is no doubt that the Soul Emperor also has great ambitions. If the Soul Emperor lives longer, how could he possibly cultivate a foreign competitor for himself?

Even if the Soul Emperor's lifespan is running out and he wants to choose a successor, he may not be able to choose himself as a human being.

"The Soul Emperor and I are different from what you imagined. I just ask you, are you willing?"

Sheng Mei's words were vague and she did not explain. She still just looked at Lin Ming sincerely, her eyes full of expectation...

At this moment, she seemed to be no longer the powerful soul clan, the holy beauty of the soul queen who looked down upon the world, but just a weak woman who made people pity her.

"I don't understand..."

Lin Ming's voice was low. Sheng Mei's performance today surprised him.

Shengmei shook her head, "I just want to ask for your answer. If you agree, I will explain the questions in your heart. If you refuse, I'll see you again in the future, I'm afraid..."

Sheng Mei stopped talking. The words after the word "I'm afraid" gave Lin Ming an indescribable feeling, as if saying it would cause him great pain.

Lin Ming knew that if he agreed to Sheng Mei's conditions, it was even possible that Sheng Mei would teach him a more complete "Holy Scripture"!

For Lin Ming, the benefits of this were unimaginable!

"Can't you wait?"

Lin Ming had already taken a step back. The so-called "waiting" actually meant that Lin Ming had to wait until he had fully grown up, reached the highest level of Heavenly Supreme, and was close to the True God. When he had enough power to fight against the Holy Clan's Creation Holy Emperor, and even turn the tide.

At that time, the human race could gain a foothold, and Lin Ming could make more choices and pursue the pinnacle of martial arts wholeheartedly.

However... Shengmei shook her head.

"cannot!"

Her refusal left no room for compromise, which made Lin Ming's heart freeze.

"Why?"

"I don't have time."

Anxiety flashed across Sheng Mei's eyes.

there is no time?

Lin Ming took a deep breath, as if to calm down the throbbing in his heart. At that moment, his parents and relatives flashed through his mind, as did Little Demon Fairy, Mu Qianyu, Qin Xingxuan, Lin Xiaoge, Shenmeng Tianzun and Haoyu Tianzun.

, flashed across the Hunyuan Tianzun who passed on his legacy to him, and the Black Dragon of the Eternal Demonic Pit, flashed across the entire human race, and countless people who had passed him by in the human race...

These are things he can't let go of.

Man is never an independent individual. He needs human society and the recognition of others.

Lin Ming could not allow himself to be independent and climb to the peak of martial arts alone.

To endure the loneliness of eternal life.

This is unthinkable.

After all... he gritted his teeth and shook his head.

"Feel sorry!"

Hearing Lin Ming's low voice, a look of disappointment flashed across Sheng Mei's face. She looked at Lin Ming and slowly closed her eyes. Under the starlight, her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

In fact, she had already expected Lin Ming's answer, otherwise it would not be Lin Ming.

With a faint sigh, Shengmei turned around and looked at the vast starry sky in the universe.

She has a handsome figure and is wearing a black and red dress that flutters in the wind, exuding endless charm.

She was like a goddess between heaven and earth, seizing all creation, beautiful and flawless. However, at that moment, her star-like eyes revealed infinite confusion.

Why do you need to seek verification again?

Maybe, just give yourself a reason to give up...

"Lin Ming... you are like a moth flying into the flames. You know that there are blazing flames ahead, but you still rush into the flames regardless of everything..."

"And I am also a moth."

Shengmei's voice is like flowing starlight across the night sky.

Lin Ming was silent, he was indeed a moth.

The Saints are so powerful that it is unimaginable. No matter how hard he works to explore his full potential and burn his life, he cannot stop the invasion of the Saints.

But Shengmei, what is the flame she faces?

"Your words sound familiar..."

Lin Ming sighed in his heart. He still remembered that when he was fifteen years old, when he first embarked on the path of martial arts, he lacked medicinal materials to train his body. For a mortal, if there is no medicinal materials to nourish his body, he will be disabled for life due to excessive overdraft of the body.

Back then, in order to raise money to buy medicine and make divine talismans, he went to various markets, auctions, and the Inscription Masters Guild to promote them. However, because he was not famous, he received a lot of cold looks.

As a result, his sales pitch was witnessed by his first love, Lan Yunyue.

The advice Lan Yunyue gave him at that time was very similar to Shengmei...

"I remember... when I was still a mortal, an old friend warned me not to be stubborn and practice martial arts, otherwise I would have to lie in bed for the rest of my life, and my answer was..."

"Martial arts is like a ball of fire. Those who practice martial arts are burned by the flames. The pain and dangers involved are countless. Those who cannot persist will be reduced to ashes. Those who persist will be reborn from the ashes. Even if I am just a weak

Moth, I will not hesitate to rush into this flame to fight for the one in ten thousand chance of nirvana and becoming a phoenix..."

After Lin Ming said these words, he didn't know what he felt in his heart.

He knew that he actually gave up an easier path and chose a path full of hardships and thorns. He didn't even know if he could make it to the end.

When he chose this path, he also seemed to have hurt Sheng Mei. Although Lin Ming didn't know what Sheng Mei was hiding...

"Forget what I said tonight."

Sheng Mei's voice suddenly calmed down, and she turned around. The confusion and disappointment in her eyes had completely disappeared, replaced by coldness and indifference.

It seemed that what Lin Ming saw and heard just now were all hallucinations. It seemed that that pitiful and irresistible holy beauty had never appeared.

She is still her, the Queen of the Soul Clan, dominating the world and looking down upon the world!

"Lin Ming, a little insect living among dead branches and leaves, will never know the grandeur and beauty of this world. You have too many fetters. The road to martial arts is to compete with the sky for fate, and to climb to the peak of martial arts.

It is to trample the sky under your feet. Since ancient times, those who have given up everything have great talents, but they still fail. What's more, you are carrying your own race and putting shackles on yourself. Don't you know that 3.6 billion years ago?

The God-Sealed Heavenly Lord? He was originally a peerless hero, a true dragon in the world, but he shouldered the fate of the human race and eventually died fighting for the human race. It’s a pity and a pity!”

Shengmei sighed softly, and Lin Ming shook his head, "I am not a God-conferring Heavenly Lord. The path belongs to me. I will walk it by myself. I will not regret the choice I made by myself!"

(Today’s update, I spent a whole day in a meeting at the company, supervising some follow-up work of the Wuji mobile game, and putting forward final revision opinions. After all, this is a game born out of my novel. I hope it can be perfect, so some work must be done.

Follow up, I have spent a lot of time in the past two days. I am really sorry. I have to work overtime in the evening to continue the discussion, and the entire team is accompanying me. I wrote this update before, but I still made people wait. I feel a little sorry.)

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