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Chapter 517: Famous in the Eastern Wilderness! ! !
"Many things that exist in this world contain both pros and cons, especially this world of immortality. This is because of Zhu Jiuyin's desire to devour the nine infants. As it said at the beginning, both There is Zhuyin in this vastness, why should there be Jiuying...
This is the inheritance of Zhu Jiuyin’s lineage...
But obviously, this Zhu Jiuyin has not devoured Jiuying, so... this realm of immortality is not perfect, and it is already dead, even the will is frozen in opening this realm and absorbing me Among them, speaking in this way, it means that this realm of immortality is by no means complete!
There is a huge loophole here, this loophole is the regret of this Zhu Jiuyin, and it is also revealed here, the so-called fusion!
In fact, there is no real fusion here, whether it is light and heavy, fast and slow, pressing and grasping, these are all imitations of Zhu Jiuyin in this world of immortality! Su Ming's eyes flashed brightly, and he looked up at the gray sky.
"Fusion is the root of this immortal world, and the real reason why it was constructed by Zhu Jiuyin's lineage! It once said that it swallowed 97 realms, so can it be interpreted as Zhu Jiuyin's immortal world? , is composed of swallowing other realms, and is used to allow Zhu Jiuyin to comprehend and fuse, so that one day, he can swallow Jiu Ying and complete their clan's mission and desire for countless years..."
"The way to leave here is either that I have the power to break this world and forcefully walk out! Or... I need to realize the true fusion!"
"It's just, what is my fusion..." Su Ming murmured, looking at the gray sky with confusion in his eyes.
"Life and death..." Su Ming's eyes gradually glowed.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, 30 years passed. During these 30 years, Su Ming sat cross-legged, motionless. He was always thinking, comprehending, and immersed in a strange state. The vicissitudes of life gradually appeared in his expression. The body gradually has a taste of the years.
There was more and more white mist around him. This was formed after the death of the undead souls who came here and tried to devour Su Ming over the years.
This white mist continued to attract more undead souls, but the moment these undead souls approached Su Ming, their miserable bodies would explode one by one, turning into white mist and dying.
Around Su Ming, they kept waking up and dying, over and over again, forming a cycle.
"Hundreds of thousands of reincarnations, the alternation of death and awakening, make it easy for people to realize the traces of birth and death. It's just that whether it's life or death, in this world of immortality, there is no real meaning of life, and there is no real meaning. The death of meaning…
No matter how much I experience, it is still like a dream. When I wake up from the dream, everything is like a mirror and a mirror... This is not my fusion. "On this day 30 years later, Su Ming opened his eyes, shook his head, raised his right hand and waved outward casually.
With this wave, the thick white mist immediately spread outwards, and did not stop until it spread thousands of feet away. At the same time, although Su Ming's body was still sitting cross-legged, he could see his The surroundings were vaguely distorted. His body could be seen in the eyes, but perceptually, the place where Su Ming was was empty.
Soon after, awakened undead souls began to breed one after another. These undead souls seemed to be unable to see Su Ming. They did not pounce on each other as usual, but left each other blankly. Gradually, Su Ming no longer had any immortal souls here. Birth.
Even if there were people passing by, they would drift past him as if they were unaware of Su Ming's presence.
Time passed, and another 20 years passed. During these 20 years, Su Ming never stopped thinking.
"Light and heavy...fast and slow, pressing and grasping...these are all purely qualitative differences. They were learned from others in my countless reincarnations, not mine...the reason why there are these positives and negatives here , I think it has something to do with the 97 realms swallowed up by Zhu Jiuyin... This is not my fusion."
"My fusion must be completely my own..." Su Ming murmured.
"What is it?" Su Ming closed his eyes. After 50 years of thinking, he didn't get the answer. At this moment, he was at a loss. He was gradually immersed in his own memory. Looking at his own memory, the pictures in those memories made him... He had a strange feeling. After all, here, he had experienced hundreds of thousands of reincarnations and the passage of countless years.
Looking at it, he saw that he brought two young men and women who had forgotten their names to the Nine Yin Realm, the place where Zhu Jiuyin's bones were buried, entered Zhu Jiuyin's body, and saw the black robe old man.
The scene about the Nine Yins Realm flashed quickly, and he saw a somewhat familiar mountain range. There was his cave, Hongluo, Ditian, and... the Ninth Peak.
His memory continued to flow, from the Ninth Peak back to Hanshan City, and from Hanshan City back to... Wushan.
He would never forget the scenes in Wushan, Grandpa, Beiling, Wula, Lei Chen, Shan Hen, and...Bai Ling.
"These are my past." Su Ming recalled, feeling sad in his heart, but there were no tears in his soul. If there were tears, they would be shed at this moment.
"The most precious thing in my life is Wushan, the Ninth Peak, and my past... What I want to protect is also Wushan, the Ninth Peak, and my past..." Su Ming whispered softly.
"Everything in the past cannot be changed. It is buried in my memory, in my years, in the palm of my hand, and will never be forgotten... This is the positive side of my life!"
Su Ming's eyes suddenly opened and closed. They were dim but profound, as if they contained the sun, the moon, the universe.
"Positive and negative. Positive represents experience, and negative represents constant change. If my past is the positive side of my life, then the negative side of my life...is the future!" Su Ming was silent for a moment, his eyes fell on the vast world in the distance Suddenly, a trance appeared in front of my eyes.
In this trance, he seemed to see himself, bound by chains in the black pool of the abyss of the earth. In this black pool, there were nine black dragons spitting black mist towards him. In the sky above, there were several figures to scare them. With indifferent eyes, he looked at himself who didn't say a word, just looked at them silently. .
In a trance, the scene changed again. He saw himself with purple hair, standing on the highest ground, looking indifferently at the earth. On that earth, there were countless lives kneeling down.
The scene changed again. He saw himself lying on an altar, with golden needles inserted all over his body. A large amount of tobacco smoke spread out from his body, and was absorbed one by one by thousands of people sitting cross-legged around him. At this time, their expressions showed joy, which was in sharp contrast to their own expressions of pain and distortion.
The picture did not end, and it changed again, making it difficult for Su Ming to know whether all this was his hallucination or the real existence.
He saw himself again, with long red hair, a white gown, lonely eyes, a sad expression, and the blood on his hands, filled with evil energy, like the killing of billions of souls.
Standing in a dark world with twinkling stars, surrounded by... endless corpses... He was the only one standing there, looking up to the sky and letting out a scream that caused the world to collapse into pieces before Su Ming's eyes.
That roar revealed an indescribable sadness and a world-destroying anger!
Su Ming sat there cross-legged. His eyes were shattered at this moment. They suddenly collapsed and turned into wisps of gray mist. His world was suddenly shattered and completely dissipated.
If his eyes could not bear what he saw in this strange state, at this moment of fragmentation, Su Ming raised his head. His eyes were empty, and the world in front of him was black, boundless darkness.
In that darkness, he should have been unable to see anything, but at this moment, he saw...
He saw a thin baby, lifeless and filled with the smell of death.He saw a purple-haired man standing there with exhaustion and sadness all over his body, roaring silently towards the sky.
He saw, with that silent roar, the whole world, the whole sky collapsed...
He saw the purple-haired man walking towards the baby. He saw them slowly merging together as they approached, like the sad man hugging the baby to protect him. , such as protecting one's past.
he saw...
"The world in my eyes cannot be seen by others..." Su Ming murmured and said such a sentence.
There is a pair of hands that, in the eyes of a wanderer who has left his hometown, are deeply missed.
There is a pair of hands, in the eyes of lovers who love each other, they are the eternity of the sun and the moon.
There is a pair of hands. In the eyes of a lonely person, it is an increase in palm prints.
There is a pair of hands that, in the eyes of a child, represent an unforgettable attachment.
There are two hands, the palm represents the past, and the back of the hand represents the future. If he doesn't want it, the memory in the palm will always be protected. If he doesn't want it, you can't see his palm prints or his past. ... All you can see is the back of the hand outside, forever, forever.
There are two hands, the left side represents the baby, and the right side represents the old age. The distance between the two hands, which can be long or short, is his life.
"The fusion that belongs to me is the past and the future. I use my past to make my future strong, and I use my future strength to protect my past...
When I was born, I was not in control of my destiny. When I grow up, I want to control my destiny under my feet... The past and the future merge into the present. "Su Ming's eyes were fully opened, and the shattered emptiness in his eyes turned into calm.
"This is my fusion, I call it..." A sneer appeared on Su Ming's lips.
"I call it...destiny!"
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When I was writing this chapter, I was very enthusiastic, because there were many people queuing outside the window, and the sound that the Diaoyu Islands belonged to China made Ergen want to go downstairs and join in.
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