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Chapter 927: The Rise of the Divine Source, I am the Lord of the Firmament
Ten years later.
Ten years is not a long time. Even those monks with long lifespans often just meditate for a short time. They can squander the years as they like, whether it is ten years, a hundred years, or more.
This is something that mortals envy and yearn for.Perhaps immortality is the pursuit of ordinary beings who long to become monks, but it is by no means all.
In addition to immortality, being able to squander time without wasting it is also a reason for hoping to become a monk.
For ordinary mortals, although ten years is not a lifetime, it is a reminiscence. Ten years ago, maybe there was someone accompanying you. Ten years ago, maybe you were still a smug young man. Ten years ago, , maybe you don’t know how to cherish it. Ten years ago, maybe you were still happy and smiling carefree.
But ten years later...
You will only look at the blue sky and white clouds, watch the sunset and sunrise, and sigh... you are still an ordinary person after all.
Ten years can change mortals, but it cannot change many monks. However, it can make a memory gradually buried in the heart, like the fluctuation of a string, without a pair of hands to play it, it will be silent.
The shock of the land of [-] stone monuments ten years ago is like this now. It has turned into thoughts that everyone here does not want to talk about. However, the eyes focused on these thoughts will sometimes fearfully fall on one standing among the many stone monuments. , with the word "Mosu" engraved on it...a stone tablet measuring [-] feet!
Ten years ago, [-] stone tablets shattered and [-] monks died, which shocked the entire foreign land and shocked everyone. Ten years later, although this shock and shock were buried in the bottom of my heart, Mosu’s stone tablet, these ten The only stone monument that existed during the catastrophe two years ago has attracted too many eyes in the past ten years.
Among these glances were those of Zhou Kang, those who were chasing Su Ming, and others who were originally here.
They may not be waiting persistently, or they may not be too curious, but the intensity of the catastrophe ten years ago made them unanimously guess that this catastrophe must be closely related to Mosu's stone tablet.
They were subconsciously waiting for the moment Mo Su, who had not appeared for ten years, appeared. Maybe at that time, they could find the cause of the catastrophe ten years ago.
In the past ten years, half of the hundred thousand starry sky where the Purple Ecang's body is located has lost its boundaries and merged together. Su Ming's slumber continues with no sign of waking up.
Another ten years.
Looking at the starry sky, one hundred thousand stars have completely merged together. The next step is to start the fusion of one hundred thousand hearts that were dyed black.
After Su Ming fell asleep for a period of time, it gradually seemed that the people in the land of [-] stone tablets had become accustomed to Su Ming's stone tablet standing for a long time. They were used to the fact that the stone tablet never left its owner. One hundred thousand stone tablets have become ninety thousand forever.
Even in this century, there are thousands of new entrants. They don't know the catastrophe a century ago. The first thing they saw was the ninety thousand stone tablets. They always thought that here... there were only ninety thousand stone tablets. Thousands of stone monuments.
In a matter of seconds, in Su Ming's world, one hundred thousand starry skies completely merged to form an extremely majestic star field. The one hundred thousand black hearts gradually completed their condensation, turning into one from one hundred thousand parts. ...the only existence floating in this huge starry sky.
But Su Ming is still sleeping, because next, there will be a fusion of one hundred thousand purple clouds, and one hundred thousand parts of purple clouds will condense into his huge body.
Until another sixty years.
A full 120 years.
Ten years is like a memory, and a hundred years is like a legend. This legend is like this for mortals. For monks, in this special and monotonous place of [-] stone monuments, the scene a hundred years ago slowly followed them time and time again. In the world of stele, the stele grows again and again, and the stele is tried again and again to become one of the tens of thousands, but gradually it will eventually be forgotten.
Nothing is different. Although the one hundred thousand stone tablets have become ninety thousand, there are still tests of one hundred thousand feet, and there are still journeys of memory in the world of each stone tablet.
When more than a month passed, not many people could think of Su Ming.
But Zhou Kang was one of the few. He could never forget Su Ming, the man who liked silence in his eyes and helped him get revenge in exchange for imparting experience to him.
When the fourth Jiazi years came to an end, and the four Jiazi years passed away, Su Ming's world, outside the black heart under the huge memory of the starry sky, at this moment, an extremely majestic and towering giant was condensed. Tree.
This big tree occupies most of the starry sky, showing ancient vicissitudes, being completely purple, and carrying indescribable pressure. It is the only real existence in the starry sky at this moment!
In this big purple tree, if you look carefully, you can vaguely see that there is golden light contained in it. At first glance, it looks purple, but in fact, it is a fusion of purple and gold.
Purple is its root and gold is its source!
When the body of this purple tree was completely condensed, the purple light on it was overwhelming, reflecting the entire star field, and its body... gradually shrank!
This is not a simple shrinkage, but a contraction, a rebirth that is almost withered but not withered, as if a life is about to be born in its trunk. The birth of this life requires the nutrients of this big tree, so it follows. As life continues to gather vitality, this big tree will shrink.
This process lasted for a while!
From the time Su Ming fell asleep to the present, the five Jiazi years, 300 years, were enough for the people in the land of [-] stone monuments to forget the catastrophe of the year, and enough for the eyes that often fell on Su Ming's stone monument to be reduced to... There's only one left!
This constant attention belongs to Zhou Kang. In 300 years, he made the stone tablet more than 9 feet several times. He went through the test several times but failed, but this is no longer the focus of his life. Now, the reason why he has been paying attention to Su Ming's stone tablet is because... he wants to witness whether his late wife's guess was correct.
Because, as his cultivation has reached the late stage of the realm, he has long understood that in the world of stone tablets immersed in memory, everything... is false and belongs to the past in the years. Only... his wife's guess is the only one. It is true.
Su Ming was not related to him, but the path Su Ming took was guided by him. The path Su Ming took was based on his wife's guesses and conclusions back then. Even though his wife had died, this was what supported Zhou Kang to persevere. Now, the only support is left.
Another ten years passed.
As these three to ten years were about to pass, no one in the world of Nine Thousand Stone Tablets noticed that a change and difference quietly existed in their world.
This change came from Su Ming's world, and he opened his eyes.
In Su Ming's world, in the majestic starry sky, the big tree is no longer there. What exists in the starry sky is a young man with long black hair and black eyes!
He has black hair that reaches his feet, and his face is pale and almost sickly, but there is a suffocating and majestic vitality swirling in this young man's body like the roar of a storm.
After five years, Su Ming finally completed the third step of shaping the underworld and seizing the body, turning decay into magic and condensing his clone from the Ecang tree!
This will be the first time in the entire sky, in the endless years, to seize the clone of a condensed life such as Ecang. This is unprecedented. This clone is not within the rules of the sky, and is beyond the laws of heaven and earth. This clone It is...Su Ming's strongest clone.
This is Ecang's clone!
He opened his eyes.
The moment Su Ming's eyes opened and closed, the entire starry sky trembled, and countless cracks appeared as if surrendering. It seemed that as long as Su Ming had a thought, the star field would collapse and shatter.
There is endless golden light in his eyes, and there is also a rune overlapping shadow in his right eye. This shadow replaces his pupil, exuding indescribable majesty. If someone looks into his eyes, then in an instant, he will My mind roared and was torn apart.
Su Ming, who has mastered Sui Chenzi's Yicheng God Source, and condensed E Cang's complete Yicheng body, his avatar, in the moment of condensing, has a cultivation level beyond his imagination.
In other words, this is no longer a cultivation level, but an instinct, an instinct to control the source of the gods.
"I don't know how strong this clone is, but in my mind... I am the Lord of a hundred thousand stars here.
Even if someone like the ancestor of the Zhao family, who is at the mid-level peak of the realm, appears more often, my clone can erase them in an instant.
Maybe we can fight against the ancient will of the Land of Death!However, this is only now. I can strongly feel that this body is like a newborn baby. It is still growing and getting stronger with every breath. "When Su Ming whispered to himself, the golden light in his eyes was like the bright sun.
"From now on, any stone tablet in the world of 90 stone tablets will never be able to reach a million feet. Nine hundred thousand feet will become their limit, because... among these million feet, one hundred thousand will forever become one of Su's People... have it!" Su Ming had a faint smile on his face, and he waved his right hand forward.
Immediately in the starry sky in front of him, a distorted ripple suddenly appeared, and the ripple spread out rapidly. After a while, a body suddenly appeared out of thin air amidst the distortion, and gradually floated in front of Su Ming.
This is Su Ming's red python and phoenix clone, which was also his first flesh-and-blood clone that also practiced the art of swallowing shadows.
"Clone of Ecang, cultivate the divine source.
Devour the air and cultivate the physical body.
Immortal clan, my true self, cultivate my soul.
I still need a clone to cultivate my enlightenment.
Now, it's time for this Sky Devouring Clone to become powerful..." A golden light flashed in Su Ming's eyes, and he pointed the index finger of his right hand at the Sky Devouring Clone.
"I am the master of the sky of the starfield of the fusion of a hundred thousand starry sky, and I think about it, this body... should become stronger!"
Su Ming whispered. The moment his words fell, rules and laws immediately appeared in this majestic star field, but all these rules and laws, at this moment, were all condensed on Su Ming's space-devouring body.
As Su Ming's space devouring avatar opened its eyes at this moment, waves of powerful aura erupted from this avatar like a rising tide.
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