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Chapter 1457 Three Desolations Tribulation Taoist God
Sang Xiang had never touched Dao Wuya in his life, but in his current state, he could feel the existence of Dao Wuya. This was a feeling that could be seen but not touched.
Therefore, the moment it noticed this aura, only the three words Dao Wuya emerged in its mind. Although it was just a wisp of such aura and understanding, it was also a dream for it.
The same is true for Sanhuang. Compared with the indescribable state of Dzogchen that Sang Xiang once reached, Sanhuang lost the opportunity to become the indescribable Dzogchen from the moment he was not a perfect success in seizing the body.
Unless, he can completely seize Sang Xiang, and he...in these countless centuries, he has done exactly this, but he has never been able to succeed and can only eat away. Maybe if he is given enough time, one day he will It can be successful, but even then, it will only reach the strongest point Sang Xiang has ever had, and the great perfection is beyond words.
However, after taking away most of Sang Xiang, Sanhuang also gained a lot of memory inheritance, which contained Sang Xiang's desire for Dao Wuya, which made Sanhuang naturally able to see Dao Wuya... In the moment of Su Ming's enlightenment, he understood that Su Ming was trying to achieve enlightenment.
As for the old man Miesheng, for a person who can survive the death of many mulberry butterflies, and even has some kind of big plan, how can he not know Wu Ya, not to mention other things, just with the mysterious burial in his mouth? After several contacts, he could clearly remember Dao Wuya's aura, and even more aware of how terrifying Dao Wuya was.
"In the realm of Dao Wuya, even the most talented people in this vast universe will never be able to step into this realm of cultivation with just one enlightenment!
I devoured the life force of three sangxiangs before they died, and I could barely touch them. How could you... succeed!
This Su Ming...he can't do it! "Mie Sheng Old Man stared at the starry sky, with a gloomy expression he raised his right hand and grabbed Su Ming's palm print on the wooden tablet in front of him. The palm print was immediately blurred.
"Everything must go according to the original plan. The sacrifice is a sacrifice. It is impossible to turn the palm of my hand." Although Old Man Miesheng said this, he sometimes raised his head to look at the starry sky, which still revealed that for countless years, except in front of him, A rare nervousness outside Xuan Zang.
"The resentment is not enough. The three envoys of anger, sorrow, and resentment, I ordered you to use all your strength to gather the resentment!" Old Man Miesheng clenched his right hand fiercely, and when he opened it, three groups of soul lights suddenly appeared in his palm, and his words were directly transmitted to these three Within the soul, it was instantly felt by the three men in black robes who were in the Nisheng camp.
The three of them were in different areas. After a moment of silence, they instantly emitted more clones. Each clone looked like Su Ming. They all dispersed and started a bloody storm in every realm of the Anti-Sage camp. .
The life is overwhelmed, and every avatar that turns into Su Ming's appearance is like an individual with an independent consciousness. In this killing, in this cold-blooded and ruthless, Su Ming's name is left behind.
This name, like a curse, gradually became a symbol of blood feud in the mouths of countless monks in the Anti-Sage camp.
Until this fluctuation spread to the Anchen camp, with traces of resentment gathering, the resentment surrounding the entire Anchen Nisheng world was already extremely strong.
When this situation lasted for ten years, Su Ming was still wandering around the world of the Fourth Wing in confusion. He passed by many places and walked through the entire Fourth Wing world. Many people were here. Su Ming can occasionally be seen in the starry sky.
No life can get close to Su Ming. As for those who are hostile, the moment they take action, they will receive injuries of different strengths and weaknesses according to different levels of cultivation, just like the old man who destroys life.
Time passed slowly, and soon it was another ten years. A total of 20 years, for mortals, is when a child becomes a young man. For monks, 20 years is just a blink of an eye, especially for those old people who have survived in this world for countless years. Strange, 20 years seems like a blink of an eye.
Be it the shepherd boy, the old man in purple robe, or the young man in white who is a swordsman, the three of them have already completed the preparations for the inheritance. They even have many Taoist friends. Under the persuasion of the three of them, they also understand all this and gather together. Together, they try to leave their own legacy.
They also saw Su Ming who had been wandering in the starry sky for 20 years. They couldn't get close to him, but they faintly felt that there was an aura on Su Ming that made them tremble, as if he was about to rise slowly... They watched and waited silently The day Su Ming woke up.
When the first Jiazi arrived, it can be said that all the awakened old monsters in this fourth-winged sky, none of them had not seen Su Ming, wandering around for a Jiazi, and his dazed expression was still there. The more and more intense aura on his body caused the void and starry sky to distort wherever Su Ming passed, and even... wherever he passed, the loud roaring sound that had been present here for a long time stopped.
At this time, how could the monks in this world not know that Su Ming has obviously fallen into a kind of epiphany. This epiphany cannot be disturbed. If it can continue, this person will either succeed in the epiphany and reach a shocking state, or ...It means the failure of enlightenment, but in any case, no matter which state it is, this kind of enlightenment is something that can be encountered but cannot be sought.
For Su Ming, he had no idea about the passage of time. Therefore, at this moment, he had no thoughts and had forgotten everything. If no one interfered, Su Ming could have had an epiphany until the day when the whole world was destroyed.
He didn't know how many years had passed, nor how much resentment his name had accumulated in Dark Morning Nisheng over the years. These things were not within Su Ming's current state.
His only feeling is to search for the truth, to solve doubts, to find a clear understanding, as if there is an empty road in front of him, and he will walk on this road, even if there is no end, he will not look back.
During this period of time, Sang Xiang and Sanhuang were silently feeling Su Ming's presence. They didn't know whether Su Ming could succeed, but this matter was of great concern and could determine the pattern of the world.
This was especially true for Old Man Miesheng. In this period of time, nearly [-]% of his life was spent staring at Su Ming, until... another period of time passed.
After 120 real years passed, Su Ming still showed no sign of awakening, but the boundless aura on his body became stronger and stronger. Until this time, the anxiety in the heart of the old man Miesheng had reached the point where he had to He could no longer let Su Ming understand the extent of the explosion. Although he was very sure that the other party would not succeed, he still couldn't sit back and watch this happen.
He was afraid... what if!
At this moment, with only more than 300 years left until the entire Sangxiang was destroyed, he could not allow any accidents to occur. His expression gradually distorted, and determination slowly appeared in his eyes. After his right hand suddenly raised, his eyes fell on that Enter Three Groups of Souls.
"Step into the Three Wastelands, take the heads of all the people from the Ninth Peak Sect there, and send them here... use their blood to force this person to wake up!" There was a gloominess in the words of the old man Miessheng. This was the only thing he could think of. A way to break Su Ming's epiphany.
Almost at the moment when his words were transmitted to these three souls, the three men in black robes who had caused a bloody storm in almost all the Su Po camps in Dark Morning, and formed endless resentment, chose to obey in silence. After taking back their clones, the three of them turned into three black rainbows and headed straight for the gap leading to the Three Wastelands.
Almost at the moment when the old man Miesheng's words came out, and the three men in black robes rushed towards the gap, beside the old man Miesheng, a sigh came from the void.
"Why do you have to be like this?" This sigh came out so suddenly that the old man who destroyed life changed his expression and raised his head fiercely. In front of him, a figure walked out of the void. The appearance of this figure... was none other than Su Ming.
But Old Man Miesheng clearly felt that at this moment, Su Ming was wandering around in a state of enlightenment.
"Taoist!" Old Man Miesheng shrank his eyes, and the moment he spoke, Su Ming's figure walked out of the void in front of him, raised his right hand, and slowly slapped a palm forward.
His figure looked real, but in fact it was illusory and blurry. The moment he raised his palm, Old Man Miesheng's eyes flashed, and with a flicker of his body, a blurry figure suddenly appeared in front of him. The figure looks exactly the same as Su Ming in the way it is composed!
The two figures touched each other in an instant.
With just this one blow, the Fourth Realm seemed to be torn open in an instant in front of the two of them. This crack pierced through nothingness, as if light and darkness would never be compatible.
The moment the crack appeared, the ancient boat that Old Man Miesheng had hidden was instantly revealed from the distortion. As Old Man Miesheng's hair flew, the illusory body in front of him turned into little crystal lights and dissipated.
But similarly, Su Ming's illusory figure also dissipated on the other side of the crack. When it dissipated, he shook his head, with a hint of regret and determination in his expression.
"In just two years, he actually realized that he has become a Taoist god. Su Ming... I underestimated you, but so what, you can't hurt me, and I can't hurt you. So... more than 300 years later, There will eventually be an end between you and me.
These 300 years are not far away! "A smile appeared on the corner of Old Miesheng's mouth. When he spoke, his body, together with the ancient boat, gradually disappeared into nothingness together with Su Ming's figure. Only the crack that divided this world still existed. Those who witnessed this scene occur.
Su Ming, who was wandering in the starry sky with a dazed expression, suddenly stopped in his steps. The aura on his body slowly solidified. His expression was no longer dazed, and he slowly opened his eyes.
"More than 300 years later, when we meet again...are you still you?" Su Ming was silent for a long time and then spoke calmly.
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