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Chapter 1603: How many reincarnations, one less person, how many endless reincarnations
Who can enter your life is determined by fate, but who can stay in your life cannot be determined by fate. The only one who can really decide is yourself.
Since you can't forget it, just don't forget it, even if everything becomes empty... Even if everything becomes the afterglow of dusk, it disappears as the night falls and no trace can be found.
Su Ming walked past Tian Xiezi who was wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat. Just like his whole life, he walked from winter to spring, or to other seasons, until he walked to the city gate, there was no wind and snow behind him. .
Until he reached the city gate, behind him came Tian Xiezi's soft sigh, which contained pity, complexity, and pride.
It was a life of pity for Su Ming, it was a complicated choice of Su Ming, and it was also a path of pride for Su Ming. This sigh gradually went away, getting further and further away from Su Ming, until his footsteps walked out of the city gate. , the moment he entered the capital of the ancient burial country, the sigh behind him seemed to have been isolated for countless years and disappeared.
Su Ming didn't look back and walked in the capital, walking, walking.
He didn't need to know the direction, because the moment he entered the city gate, he had already seen the direction and saw the three tall towers erected in the capital in the distance. These three towers, There is a figure sitting cross-legged on the top of each one.
On the high tower in the middle, the person sitting is wearing a royal robe, and there is a strong sense of luck. It seems that the entire world, the entire vicissitudes, and the entire ancient burial country are centered on this person. It seems... where this person is. , is the ancient burial country. If he is not here, the ancient burial country cannot be called ancient burial!
He is the emperor of the Ancient Burial Kingdom, the one who condenses the destiny of the entire Ancient Burial Kingdom into one body...the Emperor of the Ancient Burial Kingdom!
Next to it, which can be regarded as the top of the third tower, the cross-legged figure is a middle-aged man. This man looks very beautiful, full of a sense of enchantment. This feeling is extremely strong and becomes the aura surrounding him. All around him, when Su Ming looked at him, he seemed to have the most incongruous feeling in the world.
It seems that this person, even his luck, is completely incompatible with him. He cannot tolerate heaven and earth, the sky, or all living beings in the world, because... no matter heaven and earth, sky, or living beings, there is no existence that can surpass him on a level. Because...he seems to be the only creator in this entire universe!
He can create heaven and earth, so how can he integrate into heaven and earth? He can create the sky, but how can he surrender his identity to merge with the sky? He can create and change all living things, but how can he merge with it? If he really talks about integration, it should be Heaven and earth, the sky, all living things, come and try to merge with him!
He is Shura!
The way he condenses, the supreme and domineering Shura!
There are three high towers, with the Emperor in the middle and Shura in the third. The figure sitting cross-legged on the first high tower... is currently staring at Su Ming.
That figure, carrying the vicissitudes of life and the passage of time, seemed to have been here cross-legged for a long time, waiting here for Su Ming... for a long time.
This figure does not have the emperor-like concentration of the entire ancient burial destiny, nor does it have the extremely domineering I am creation of Shura, but there is an energy in this figure that seems to be able to distinguish between true and false, and can see through all illusions. , and even see through the indescribable atmosphere of the years.
This aura seems to be the limit of wisdom, an end point where life can be understood clearly, and it is also a path... as if one can clearly understand destiny, tyranny, and all things, all life, and everything.
On this road, he can never see illusion, he can see the reality he wants to see!
That's...Gu Hong!
In the ancient burial country, Gu Hong, one of the three ninth-level Tao gods, or in other words, these three people at this moment are no longer the ninth-level Tao gods. Perhaps they have cut off their own Tao and achieved their own... There is no limit to the road!
Shura has cut off his own Tao and has become the Unlimited Tao. Apparently, the Ancient Emperor has also cut off his luck within these 2000 years and thus has become the Unlimited Tao!
And Gu Hong... He can now sit cross-legged on the high tower, which already shows that he... has also made a choice!
Beheading is not a true beheading, but a decision, a choice. This choice... you can't go back, and you can't go back. Right is right, wrong is wrong. There are two paths, maybe one is right, maybe both All are wrong...
Once you choose, it's for life.
Su Ming paused for a moment and stood on the street of the capital city of the Ancient Burial Kingdom. Human beings passed by in a hurry. Su Ming did not look at them because he knew that even if he did, he would not be able to remember these faces, so he simply refused to look at them.
The only thing he looked at was Gu Hong on the first tower.
The old man was also looking at Su Ming, with a smile gradually appearing on his lips.
"You boy, this old man has been waiting for you for 2000 years!" The old man's voice was full of laughter. At this moment, it suddenly came from the tower where he was, and when it echoed throughout the capital, it reached Su Ming's ears. middle.
Su Ming felt the warmth contained in this simple sentence very deeply, making his heart feel warm at this moment. That kind of care was so real that Su Ming... would remember it. Live for a lifetime.
"Disciple Su Ming, pay homage to the master." Su Ming looked at the figure on the tower in the distance, gradually clasped his fists and bowed deeply towards it.
The laughter was filled with vicissitudes of life, and even more so with joy. When it came out again, the old man on the tower had disappeared and appeared in front of Su Ming.
He still looked the same, but he was less weird and more aged. When he looked at Su Ming, his eyes were filled with joy. After looking at Su Ming carefully for a few times, his laughter became even louder.
"Okay, okay, okay, after all, I didn't let my teacher wait for 2000 years in vain. I promised you back then that I would let you see with your own eyes the battle between me and those two immortals.
This is a promise made by the teacher. Since it is a promise, it must be fulfilled. Not to mention just 2000 years, even if it is 2 years, 20 years or even [-] epochs, the teacher will keep waiting! "The old man's face originally had many wrinkles, but now with this laughter, even the wrinkles seem to have disappeared.
"Let's go!" The old man laughed happily, holding Su Ming's right hand, and with a sway, he appeared directly on the high tower where he was before.
There was only one seat at the top of the tower, because at the second and third towers, Su Ming could clearly see that... there was only one person sitting cross-legged and meditating.
But on this first high tower, there are two places to cross one's knees. The other places are obviously the old man's 2000 years of condensation. This move is very simple and looks very ordinary, but it is this ordinary place. Su Ming's heart trembled when he saw it.
This seat contains the old man's care for Su Ming and all his kindness towards his disciple Su Ming. It does not require any other reward, it is just a kind of care and a testimony of Tao.
Just like his fate with Su Ming, just like the path they chose... it was a similar journey.
"You two immortals, we can fight now. My disciple is back, haha." The old man stood there and laughed. The sound of his voice made Su Ming feel familiar and unbelievably friendly.
Almost at the moment when these words came out, Shura's eyes suddenly opened, revealing a ruthless light in his eyes. His appearance changed, and his aura was also different from before. The ruthlessness in his eyes made his whole person look, It seems that he is no longer a monk.
"For the sake of a monk, I would rather avoid fighting for 2000 years by sealing it, Gu Hong... your way is still as disgusting as ever!"
"Nonsense, my disciple belongs to me, not you. Of course you have to care about it. If I don't care, who can care about that old immortal who plays with luck?" The old man rolled his eyes and snorted coldly. With a sound, he immediately started to curse.
As he spoke, the figure sitting cross-legged on the tall tower in the middle, the emperor of the Ancient Burial Kingdom, slowly opened his eyes. When he looked at Su Ming, there was not much change in emotion in his expression, only a sigh.
"Xuan'er..."
"My name is Su Ming." Su Ming looked at the emperor of the Ancient Burial Kingdom, was silent for a moment, and then spoke slowly.
The emperor of the Ancient Burial Kingdom, the figure sitting cross-legged on the high tower in the middle, also fell silent. After a while, his deep voice came out slowly, as if the whole world was spinning.
"Do you still remember...the story about the wanderer who left home..."
Su Ming's eyes narrowed and he looked at the emperor carefully. He thought of the old man he saw at a noodle stall in the dark night 3000 years ago.
"Why continue to be confused? I'm not surprised that you were chosen by Gu Hong to become a disciple, because your way is similar to his, but now that Gu Hong has made the choice, you... still haven't woken up?
Wake up, my Xuan'er, when you wake up, you will be...the emperor of the ancient burial country. When you wake up...the fate of the entire ancient burial will be condensed in you, and you will be the condensed fate of me. The only inheritor of the Dao of Gu Hong, you will be... the real Dao Boundless! "The figure of the ancient buried emperor slowly stood up from the high tower. When he stared at Su Ming, his voice was like the sound of heaven and earth. In the echo of this moment, all the lives in the entire capital were attentive at this moment. Shocked, everyone knelt down in an instant.
Not only them, but also the sects from all directions, and all the monks in the entire ancient burial country, all knelt down in their respective directions at this moment, towards this place... as if they were worshiping, to worship the luck of this ancient burial!
The sky changes, as if it has formed chaos, and the earth has become foggy, as if it has become vast. Everything, at this moment, seems to be centered around that figure!
"This is his Dao Wuya, not mine." The old man spoke slowly beside Su Ming, watching the changes in the world.
Life has limits, knowledge has no limits, and the paths of reincarnation have no limits.
The earth has boundaries, the sky has no boundaries, and the thoughts of life and death are boundless. -
Let me tell you about today’s hard experience. I got up a little after 6 a.m. to catch the 7:10 a.m. flight as I was just recovering from a serious illness.I arrived at the airport before seven o'clock. After completing all the check-in procedures, I was suddenly told that the plane was delayed and would take off at [-] o'clock.
I felt depressed at the time. If I had known this, I might as well have slept more. It was 10 o'clock, so I found a seat to lean on, took a nap, set the alarm clock on my phone, and when I woke up at 10:9, I was energetic and ready to get on the plane.
But at this moment, I was told by the airport that the time had been changed to 11 o'clock. I cursed in my heart, so I found a coffee shop and started typing, but the surroundings were very messy and my writing was slow. Finally, at 11 o'clock, suddenly Bad news, the flight was canceled because of the heavy snow in Mudanjiang, the airport was closed, I am every day!
Not only was one day canceled, but tomorrow's trip was also cancelled. I had to go home the day after tomorrow, but I was anxious, so I quickly refunded the ticket and gritted my teeth and bought the trip to Harbin. I was determined to go back today. Home!
I arrived in Harbin at 3:1 in the afternoon. I looked at the heavy snow outside, and suddenly I remembered the kindness of Chen Meng from Guangzhou who picked me up at the airport... I called a black car and drove on the highway in the wind and snow. I was still on the road at the moment, probably [-] and a half You can get home in an hour.
I have just recovered from a serious illness. From 6 o'clock in the morning to now, I wrote this chapter in the black car, using my mobile phone to connect to the computer for updates.
There is only one chapter left, because I have already seen the friend with a cold who left me this morning, slowly coming back with a lewd smile
Damn snow, damn airport, damn cold!
(End of this chapter)