Chapter 35 The ridicule of the ages

Su Ming was stunned. When he looked at it again, the red of the moon seemed to disappear again, as if the previous scene was just an illusion. Su Ming looked solemn. He didn't think he would have such an illusion. At this moment, he stared at the bright moon outside along the small holes and meditated.

Time passed slowly. As Su Ming saw it, because he no longer operated the qi and blood in his body, the red light of the cave soon dissipated and recovered as usual. After a long time, Su Ming frowned.

"Is it really an illusion..." Su Ming sighed and was about to close his eyes and ignore it, but at the moment his eyes were about to close, his pupils contracted violently.

"No!" He seemed to catch some thoughts, but the thoughts were looming, as if they could dissipate at any time, and it was difficult to smooth out.

"The red moon... the red moon... the red..." Su Ming muttered and suddenly looked down at his body. The moment he saw the red moon appeared in his mind. It seemed that he was at the time when the effect of the medicine was completely dispersed, the blood was spinning, and the red light was scattered, reflecting the cave.

His eyes gradually brightened with his thoughts, and the vague thoughts in his mind gradually became clear. After a moment, Su Ming did not think, opened his eyes and operated the blood in his body. Suddenly, all 19 blood lines on his body appeared, emitting dazzling red light, which not only covered his body in red light, but also The cave is also reflected in a piece of red.

Su Ming's eyes stared at the bright moon outside the few small holes. Under the blood around him, he took a deep breath, and his expression became more and more solemn. At the same time, he became more enlightened.

At this moment, the moon he saw turned red!

The red is not the moon, but the ground is filled with red light. Su Ming looks at the bright moon with red light, and naturally has the illusion that the moon turns red.

"The husband is greedy, the edge of poverty in all directions, the rest of the fire melts the blood, reads out the burning sky, and the thoughts burns the sky... If the fire and moon comes out of the clouds, the vast world... At that time, meditated, the blood and fire are piled with each other, nine is the extreme Su Ming looked at the red moon and muttered.

"At that time, meditation... At that time, meditation... The meaning of this sentence is that at the moment of seeing the fire moon, I silently think and imagine... It's just that what is the imagination... Blood and fire are piled up, nine for poles, one method, burn wild fire nine worship, become the way of fire... No, this It's just the action." Su Ming frowned. At this moment, the blood in his body kept running, making the red light here thicker and thicker, making the bright moon more and clearer in his eyes.

"Imagine..." Su Ming's eyes suddenly flashed, and his mind roared like thunder.

"Maybe, this sentence should be read like this... If the fire and the moon come out of the clouds, in the vast world, then meditate! If so, then the meaning is very different. It is not to imagine when the fire moon appears, but to imagine the appearance of the fire moon!" Su Ming's whole body was shocked, and he faintly felt that he seemed to have caught the point!

He took a breath and silently imagined in his heart that the moon in the sky had become red. With the passage of time, this imagination was repeated by Su Ming in his mind again and again. In the end, almost all his mind was immersed in it, forgetting the operation of the blood inside, and ignoring that the snow in the cave had completely dispersed. Go and get back to normal.

He raised his head and stared straight at the bright moon outside the small holes, and the illusion in his mind overlapped more and more.

"The red moon... the burning moon..." Su Ming muttered. In his eyes, the moon was red, and the red became thicker and thicker, slowly making the whole moon completely bright red.

At this moment, Su Ming's hair stretched out directly. He faintly felt that in the red moon in his eyes, there seemed to be thin red lines falling from the sky, along the few small holes, floating, merging with his eyes, faintly flowing into his body, and blending with the blood.

A cold feeling appeared in his whole body. After blending into the blood, the qi and blood in his body operated by itself. In the slow flow, Su Ming was at a loss. At this moment, he seemed to have everything in the world dissipated. Only the red moon was getting bigger and clearer in his eyes.

The red in the moon seemed to contain a strange power, which fell into his body with the moonlight.

Time gradually passed, and Xiaohong had already woken up and looked at Su Ming in a daze not far away. There was puzzlement in her eyes. She looked up and followed the small holes to see the moon outside, but the moon seemed to be no different from usual. It scratched its head and couldn't figure out what Su Ming was in a daze

No one noticed that at this moment, in the five peaks of Wushan, the place where all the moon wings perched and slept has also undergone strange changes!

Especially in the depths of the black peak, in the basin covered with sap, on the huge red trunk, countless lines swim around, sometimes revealing the face of the moon wings. The expression on the face is not ferocious, not sad, but a kind of obsession and excitement.

I don't know what they are excited about, but they can see their excitement from their rapid movement in the trunk, which is extremely strong.

It seems that they are struggling to rush out of the trunk, but they are stopped by some force and can't appear.

It seems that they feel something, maybe it's a call, maybe... worship... or maybe... feel that they have gone by the ages...

Under the swarming stil, in the remnants of the fire before the ages, the bones at the edge were soaked in the hot magma, and there seemed to be no change, but the handwriting that Su Ming had seen engraved on the wall was blank.

There is nothing... It's not erased, but through the ages, as if it had never appeared.

Although the skeleton next to it is only a bone, at this moment, the trace of sarcasm and pride on its expression is particularly distinct.

Perhaps what he mocked was not the scene of his death, but after death...

Night, when the moon in the sky faintly has traces of dispersion, like the moment when the sun is about to rise at dawn, in this Wushan forest, there is a figure covered with a black robe, slowly walking towards the distance.

This figure was the person who was in the Black Mountain tribe that day. He walked very slowly, but every step he fell, often as if his body was illusory, directly penetrating countless dead trees.

"Here, there is still no... Where the hell is it!!" The figure seemed to sigh softly, made a hoarse voice, and gradually walked to the distance. When the first sun of the sky was revealed, it disappeared.

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