Chapter 944 Gains and Loss

"... A total of 379 direct descendants will participate in the opening of the ancestral temple in different times. After inheriting the glory of the ancestors, they will volatilize the morning blood, and your cultivation will be improved again.

Come back quickly!" The old voice echoed, but not everyone heard it. Only Su Ming and Xu Hui heard it clearly at this moment because of the introduction of the soul.

Su Ming's eyes condensed, from the voice of the star holy robe said the change of Daochen. When Su Ming looked at it with evil eyes before, he had already roughly seen that the break between the immortal clan and the Daochen Sect. Su Ming did not know the details, so he could not see the clue, could not find the cause and effect In this war, the immortals must still have some certainty of confrontation.

Xu Hui also changed her expression, because while she heard the old words from Su Mingxing's holy robe, there was suddenly an extra phoenix in her soul.

This sound echoed her soul, and turned into a force that could avoid being pulled by Su Ming's soul. After forming a faint barrier, there was a voice that only she could hear from the phoenix.

"Hui'er... This is the first time for a teacher to send you a voice in this way. Don't panic, don't show your frights..."

This is the transmission from her sect, Fengmen. Let's look at the barrier that avoids the traction with Su Ming's soul. This barrier can prevent Su Ming from hearing the current Fengmen message.

This is the power that Xu Hui never knew existed before, and he didn't know that his sect had the ability to create such a barrier!

This barrier is like a crack on the dam, and even with Xu Hui's cleverness, she can fully imagine that the so-called marriage agreement and seal of Fengmen and Daochenzong, now it seems that it is not solid and untearable. This seal can be shielded, so naturally there is a great defect, but on weekdays This defect is deeply hidden. Only at the most critical time will it be found, and then the seal will be opened, so that Fengmen will be separated from Daochenzong.

"There is a Taokong around you. Don't let him see the clue... When I gave you to Dao Chenzong as the Taoist couple of Daokong, it was very uncomfortable to be a teacher, but I had to do so.

I can only fight for an agreement for you. Now... This agreement is no longer important. I, Fengmen, decided to break with Dao Chenzong, and all seals will be opened. From then on... You [self], Fengmen [self]!

But if you want to kill Daokong, your cultivation far exceeds him. Find an opportunity to kill this son, and quickly return to the real world of Daochen...

Remember, Daokong is very important to Daochenzong. I haven't discovered this importance before, but in recent years, Daochenzong sent Daokong to the abandoned land of the divine source, as if it also contained some deep meaning. Especially I recently learned that the one who ordered Daokong to be sent to the divine source was actually... asleep. The Lord of Taoism!

Your task is to kill Daokong, and I will help you unlock the seal after his death. Xu Hui's face was pale. At this moment, after hearing the sound of the soul, she staggered, and her face became paler. She looked at Su Ming.

Su Ming's eyes are now narrowed, and there is a flash of essence in it. Like Xu Hui, the sound that only he can hear is echoing in his mind.

This sound also turned into a barrier, preventing Xu Hui from hearing.

"Kong'er, don't be in a hurry to come back. The sound of your star sacred robe was to be heard by Xu Hui, who followed you to the wasteland of the abyss.

This woman's sect has a rebellious heart, and it is ridiculous to think that I don't know it.

Be careful, you can decide whether to kill this woman or not. There is a treasure specially designed for Fengmen in Mingjiu Lao. If this woman's intention, you can be safe. If you have three intentions, you can kill her directly.

With your scheming, I can rest assured of your choice. Remember, Konger, don't come back for a short time.

The voice gradually dissipated, and Su Ming looked at Xu Hui and met Xu Hui's eyes.

"My sect let me... kill you." Xu Hui was silent for a moment and spoke softly.

"They chose to break with Daochen Sect. In this Daochen change, they participated not only in the immortals, but also in Fengmen. Presumably... there are other forces." Xu Hui rubbed her eyebrows, looking a little haggard in the pale.

"You are still injured. Take a rest." Su Ming spoke lightly and sat on the rock without continuing the topic.

Xu Hui was silent for a moment and looked at Su Ming.

"Are you going back?"

"It's not time to go back yet." Su Ming shook his head.

"...When will you leave?" Xu Hui closed her eyes, and when she opened it for a long time, she looked decisive.

"With your injury, you can recover more than half a month. At that time, I will leave." Su Ming looked at the sky in the distance and replied softly.

"I'm with you!" Xu Hui said calmly.

Su Ming was silent. After a moment, he turned around and looked at Xu Hui. After a long time, he nodded.

Xu Hui smiled and turned back to the house.

......

As if he had forgotten the war that was taking place in the real world of Daochen, Su Ming lived peacefully on the peak of the ninth part. Looking at the sunrise and sunset, there was always wine around him, and Xu Hui was always accompanied from time to time.

This kind of life, flowing years like water, floating like a dream, from early morning to dusk, from the curtain drum to the morning bell.

The two of them didn't talk about Daochen anymore. It seemed that no one wanted to mention it. Half a month slowly passed.

Although there is no huā open huā thank you, the full moon is missing, and the half-moon time is also a flash. It can't be said that how much prosperity is fading away, and it can't be said that the stars have faded, but... In the past half a month, Su Ming forgot his troubles and forgot the

Xu Hui's smile has also increased a lot in this half month. It can be seen that she, like Su Ming, is happy in this half month, as if it can be compared with the first half of her life.

It's just that Fanghua is not often there, the happy time is always short, and the beautiful music is doomed from the moment of conversation, and it will end at a certain time.

On this day, the ninth part of the sky rained. This was the first time Su Ming saw rain here. He didn't want to see how the rain appeared with evil eyes. He was afraid that he would see too see through and lost the meaning of rain.

When the rain falls, the earth raises a dust and fog. If you look carefully, it is like a wave, and there is a feeling of clouds and fog. After looking at it, if you have a heart, you can look at it quietly and don't want to withdraw your eyes.

It seems that inadvertently in the rain, the wind knife and frost sword of the world have turned into a long grievance of the piano and death in the next life. The wind in the distance seems that someone is blowing the song, shocking the rain and fog.

Su Ming looked, looked.

"Xu Hui." He turned his head and looked at the house that was tidying up his clothes. His long hair was shawled, and there was a wisp of gentle charm on his body, blooming out a beautiful woman.

She pretended to be overd and looked at Su Ming.

"Sit here and I'll draw a picture for you." Su Ming spoke lightly.

Xu Hui smiled and put down the package without a storage bag. Then she came to Su Ming's side, found a rock and sat there.

behind her is the rain and the hazy earth. Between her hair, there is a whimpering wind that shuttles through, and the wisps of green silk that can be seen but not seen.

"Can you paint?" Xu Hui blinked.

"I've painted it before." When Su Ming opened his mouth, he patted the storage bag and immediately saw a drawing board in his hand. This drawing board was not a thing of the barbarians in those years, but Su Ming accidentally saw it when he was in the black ink star.

"Oh? How is the painting? Xu Hui smiled, looked down at the clothes, and straightened some of the folds.

"I can't draw people with few moles, but if there are many moles, it will always be easier to draw. Don't change your expression, which will affect my painting." Su Ming frowned when he saw Xu Hui's stiff face.

"Su Ming, you've went too much!" Xu Hui stood up suddenly with an angry face.

"I have a lot of moles. If you don't make it clear to me today, I, Xu Hui, and you will never end!"

"Do you really want me to say it?" Su Ming's face was expressionless.

"You...you..." Xu Hui took a deep breath and suddenly turned to the people of the ninth tribe at the foot of the mountain, making a sound.

"Ninth Lonely, your brother wants to drink and carry 20 jars of wine from your tribe."

The ninth lonely man at the foot of the mountain was meditated. After hearing this sentence, his expression did not change at all. He has always heard such words for half a month, and he also knew that as soon as these words came out, he would definitely flinch, and there was no need to carry the wine up at all.

"You don't have a mole on your body..." Su Ming smiled bitterly.

Xu Hui stared at Su Ming, then sat down again, messed with his clothes, and looked at Su Ming with a smile.

"There are no eight moles." Su Ming picked up the drawing board and opened his mouth again.

Seeing that Xu Hui's expression changed again, Su Ming raised his right hand and nodded his fingers on the rain next to the rock, like sticky ink, and drew on the drawing board.

The clarity of a piece of paper is like the calm of the heart.

A splash of ink seems to have the remaining beauty in his eyes. With Su Ming's hand, it gradually renders a color like leaving the sky after birth. However, the paper can never go back to the beginning, but it can never return to the beginning, but it has unprecedented beauty.

There are gains and losses, life is like this.

Like that sentence, if life is only like the first sight, but sometimes, the beauty of the first sight is not as good as the peace after the precipitation of the years. For example, this paper does not draw the blank, the color after painting, which is the beauty?

Only the painter can know it himself.

Only those who have experienced it can understand...

Su Ming painted a painting. In the painting, there was rain, the earth appeared, the sky appeared, and there was also a woman's figure. Those beautiful Wushan Mountains were still there in the past, but in the vicissitudes of the wind and clouds, it was like the dust falling on the river. There was no trace, and there was no

Outside the mountain, the wind is full of sleeves, the beautiful people before the rain, no eyebrows, no heart, this is a change of heart.