Pursuit of the Truth

After a painting is over, Xu Hui has already shaken her heart. She looks at Su Ming slyly. She clearly finds that the person in front of her eyes is actually the first one after painting, and the whole person is like an ethereal!

This ethereal spirit is like the disappearance of the figure, even the breath, even the soul has disappeared cleanly, with the connection of Xu Hui and Su Ming as a avatar, actually can not detect the slightest.

It seems that the other person is sitting there, but it does not seem to exist.

It’s like...he is blending with this mountain, with this earth, with this sky, with everything that can be seen under the eyes of the sky, even with the rain, with the wind blowing, completely integrated, not Divide each other.

This is not a painting. This is... from the wind, from the rain, from the sky, from the earth, from all the things in the sky, to unleash the eight wastes.

What makes Xu Hui take a deep breath is that Su Ming in her eyes is actually entering the ethereal moment. The whole person’s cultivation suddenly fluctuates and rises sharply in a way that surprises her!

From the middle of the position, in a short period of time, nearly infinite close to the late stage!

This kind of practice immediately emerged a word in Xu Hui’s mind.

"Emperor!!" This is an epiphany. In addition to this word, Xu Hui can no longer find other descriptions that can make a person, without any immortality, without too much practice, and suddenly it is such a burst.

This made her think of a sentence that her master had said in the past.

"The repair of the ancients, the main heart, constantly asking their own heart, constantly to understand the heavens and the earth to the truth, big or small, worthy of repairing the heart, such as repairing me.

They feel the world, and when they have an epiphany, they are unreasonable.

Now I am waiting for the repair, my heart has been half done, the surgery is more than half, fear... there is no time for epiphany. ”

Xu Hui was short of breath, but she was very careful not to interrupt Su Ming’s paintings. She kept her smile and kept herself motionless. She worried that if she had any move, it would affect Su Ming’s epiphany. Once she wakes up from it, Will lose one creation.

She looked at Su Ming's paintings, and the volatility of the cultivation became more and more intense. After a while, the thunder roared outside the mountains, the rain was soaring, and the earth was even faintly shaken. A huge vortex appeared above Su Ming and appeared there. At the top of the mountain, the whirlpool sweeps around, rolling in the rain, rolling the mountain wind, forming a different place here.

The ninth tribes have noticed this scene, and when they looked up at the sky vortex, they also noticed the fluctuations from Su Ming.

When the sound of the sound began, he was immediately stopped by the ninth. He looked at Su Ming’s place and looked at Su Ming’s figure. His breath was short and his expression was excited.

"Heart change, this is... the teacher once said, his disciple is unique... the art of change!" The ninth 寞煞 understands the heartbeat, knowing that this moment is very important to Su Ming, so Not only suppressed the sorrows of the tribes, but also looked alert and personally guarded the eight parties.

"I don't know if my heart changes... When will it arrive." The ninth whisper muttered.

Time passed slowly. Su Ming’s paintings have now passed several hours. The rain in the sky is getting scarce and the wind is slowly weakening. Xu Hui has been keeping his movements, even if the rain is on his body, it is still the same. at every turn.

Her face always smiles, but her eyes are anxious.

She was anxious not to move her own time, but she saw that Su Ming’s cultivation was in the late hours of the seven times.

But all failed.

She knows that there is a barrier between the middle and the late period. This barrier is difficult to break through. The reason why she was able to break through in the past was that her masters could do everything with their help.

However, she believes that as long as she gives Su Ming enough time, the other party must be able to break through the middle of the world and enter the late stage. Although she does not know why Su Ming’s cultivation is to be strong and weak, I think it must be It’s about winning.

Just now... Xu Hui can feel that the rain is getting smaller and the wind is getting scattered. Once the wind and rain dissipate, once the sky returns to normal, Su Ming’s painting will end.

If at that time, he still did not make a breakthrough, then this epiphany will end, he needs the next creation, before he can continue.

This point, Su Ming understands.

Every change in the art of heart change can make people's heart change, and even the soul and everything in it is moving toward a higher point, but... the cultivation of this transformation has still existed. If you can't get through the barrier, you will stop.

Therefore, Su Ming chose Daokong as a avatar. In fact, this repair is a container. Su Ming chose this container to make the barrier easily break through.

The so-called qualifications are actually fundamentally considered, that is, the number of barriers, the thickness is determined.

Therefore, Su Ming chose to abolish the gas transportation of Ye Wang, and after the gas transportation was ruined, then the people in the morning and the real world can condense the air transport for many years, and only the left...

This is also the reason for the road, the reason why it was valued by Dao Chenzong.

However, air transport is illusory. Few people can see through it and use it. Even if Su Ming can't do this now, he can only use his own way or change, or push, indirect to guide. The air transport that exists in the dark.

Like now...

boom!

There was a thunder in the sky, and the thunder of the thunder shook the eight sides. In the resurgence, the rain that was about to disappear, and then again, the wind that had already been dispersed, was re-emerged at this moment.

The rain did not stop, the wind did not, everything, again more violent.

Is this a gas transport? Perhaps, perhaps, even if there is no such thing as a gas transport, the rain is destined to stop here, but if it rains for a few days...

This may be really a gas transport!

The second day, the third day... until the fifth day!

During the five days, the rain poured down, the earth was constantly spilling, the sky was clouded, the mountain wind was fierce, the violent world, Xu Hui took a deep breath, her body was five days old, and she did her best to keep still, not to disturb Su Ming. Painting.

Finally, at the twilight of the fifth day, Su Ming’s body was repaired again and again, and there was a loud bang in his body. A majestic repair was fluctuating and suddenly broke out in his body. Come.

That is not the middle of the world, it is... late in the world! !

Su Ming's cultivation is a avatar, and he has truly stepped into the realm of the late period of the world. Like his emptiness, Su Ming is truly entering the category of the strong.

Any one of the avatars can become a hegemony. The overlapping and confusing of the former emptiness and cultivation makes him break out of the power of the late perfection. But now, what he broke out will be the real big world. A perfect cultivation, this is not the power of God.

If you add the source of God, then you don't need to use the power of the sacred force to save the moon when you save the Hui in the desert. Now, without the projection of the ang, he can fight the moon.

This is not his erection. If it is the projection of the Esang, Su Ming does not know what kind of combat power he can have today, but obviously, he can fight the robbery.

If Er Cang is separated, the three avatars are merged, and the soul is connected. The explosive power will be shocked. This will be more than when Su Ming walked out of the West Ring and broke into the sacred sacred world. , but also powerful!

Perhaps now he can't be called the first person under the slap, but as long as he goes further, when all his emptiness and meditation are in the late stage, he can call it one person!

If his er, Cang, devours other ergo, this kind of power will multiply, this is... the talent of the genre of the genre.

Su Ming opened his eyes, or said that he did not close his eyes, and now he is open to the soul.

The sky is quiet, the thunder is no longer, the rain disappears, the mountain wind dissipates, and the sky is clear.

Su Ming looked at the drawing board in his hand. On the rain curtain, a glimpse of the shadow, the wind blows the blue silk, and the smile is like a world. When people see it, they can't help but smile.

"Thank you." Su Ming looked up and looked at Xu Hui.

Xu Hui had a smile on her face, and the smile was the same as in the picture.

......

There is always time to leave.

There is always a day when the song ends.

The day after Su Ming woke up, he left the mountain where the ninth was located, left the land, and left the ninth part of the nearly Qiang people, worshipping him.

Did not take away the ninth, but Su Ming took a map, a pair... the map of the four major clan of the inner ring of the Shenyuan Xinghai in the siege of his master.

If there is hatred, you must report it. This is the principle of Su Ming.

In addition, he left a sentence, let the ninth squat down, and bowed to the words of Su Ming.

"Whatever the Master, I have treated you as a younger brother."

This sentence, let the ninth body shake, he looked at Su Ming, saw the wise light in Su Ming's eyes, seems to be able to see through his heart, gradually, the ninth look in the face is difficult to say The meaning of shame, silently bowed his head, but the heart is echoed by this sentence.

This is the identity of Su Ming.

Su Ming’s five stones, which he saw under the statue of his master, he saw at the time that the fifth piece was rearward, although it looked no different from the other four, but...represented them. The stone of the four brothers and brothers is at the foot of the master, the fifth is outside the feet.

This nuance makes Su Ming understand a lot.

He can imagine that there was always a teenager around the masters many years ago. He was eager to worship as a teacher, but he could not do this until the evil spirits went away.

But he did not give up, guarded the tribe, completed the requirements of the evil spirits when he left, no regrets, even the growth of this millennium, he himself regarded himself as a disciple of the evil spirits, laying down outside his statue The fifth stone.

Therefore, Su Ming’s sentence, he only said a half sentence, and half a sentence, stayed in the bottom of my heart.

This complete sentence should be...

"Master will not charge a fifth disciple, but regardless of the Master, I have treated you as a younger brother."

Su Ming left, this time with him is not used to the loneliness, but Xu Hui.

Towards the inner ring of the source of the sea of ​​stars, toward the four great saints who pursued their masters in the same year, Su Ming and Xu Huihua made two rainbows, gradually disappearing into the eyes of the ninth tribe, and disappeared into the ninth. In the eyes of your eyes.

"Senior brother..." The ninth murmur, this is his first time. When he said the name of his brother, there was no deep bitterness in his heart. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (this site) to subscribe, reward, your support is my greatest motivation.)