Chapter 1467 July after the years

In the sunset, the ancient burial country is far away from the center of the earth and the capital of the ancient burial country. Outside the sect where the July Sect is located, it is snowy in this season.

The snowflakes fell, covered the earth, connected the sky, and seemed to cover up a lot from the glory of the July Sect.

Years, just like Su Ming accompanying Hao Hao's time, have also passed 7,000 years for the ancient burial country.

The changes of the two thousand seven hundred years cannot be called short-lived for any country. Even in the world of monks, there are too many life and death in the two thousand seven hundred years.

July Sect, a powerful sect in the thirteen gates of the seven ancient burial country nearly 3,000 years ago, has now fallen. From a distance, the whole sect is full of depression. Although the falling of snowflakes does not fall from the sky, the feeling of withering from the sky makes him stand on the top of the mountain in the distance at this moment and A figure, feeling the vicissitudes of life.

It was a spontaneous young man in a simple black gown. The young man looked about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, but on him, there was an indescribable vicissitudes, as if he had gone through too many years.

"For more than 5,000 years of monasticism... I have walked through one world after another, and I have met one face after another. After me, countless people have died in my hands... And now, I have become the Lord." The young man looked at the July Sect in the distance, and there was a long sigh in the wind and snow.

He is Su Ming, who came out of the once glorious world.

Staring at the July Sect, Su Ming was silent for a moment, raised his steps and walked forward. Step by step, he walked into the foreign Sect of the July Sect and saw that the disciples of the July Sect existed here were no longer like many in his memory, but only a few.

Most of these foreign disciples, Su Ming, were unfamiliar, and even the deacon of the foreign sect did not exist in his memory. He changed too much until Su Ming went to the first floor of the sky, the second floor, the second floor... In the fifth floor of the sky, Su Ming did not see Lan Lan's figure, but saw her spiritual position

It is placed in the palace on the fifth floor of the sky, which belongs to the peak of the third vein. It is a spiritual throne worshipped by the disciples of this vein. It is located in the spiritual hall behind the palace.

Outside the spiritual hall, there is a middle-aged woman, wearing a Taoist robe and holding a broom, sitting under the eaves of the spiritual hall in the wind and snow near dusk, looking silently in the distance.

This woman, Su Ming, has some impressions, is the third vein, the first disciple of Lan Lan. It's just the passage of more than 2,000 years, and the beautiful woman of that year has become middle-aged.

In the wind and snow, Su Ming's figure walked into the yard outside the spiritual hall, stepped on the snow, left traces all the way, and walked to the middle-aged woman.

It seemed that she suddenly found someone in front of her. When the middle-aged woman raised her head and looked at Su Ming, she was stunned.

"Which disciple are you from? What's the matter here?" Su Ming's face was very strange to her, but the breath from Su Ming made her unable to be hostile. Even for some reason, she had a kind feeling. Subconsciously, she asked such words.

"Let me take a look at Elder Lanlan." Su Ming's eyes fell on the gate of the spiritual hall, showing a trace of melancholy, and he opened his mouth softly.

His words came into the ears of the middle-aged woman. The woman was silent. Su Ming's arrival, although she was strange, but at this moment, as if her mind was affected, she did not change her color at all, but looked at Su Ming in amazed, as if all the words and actions of the people in They are all integrated with this world, and everything is so natural.

It seems that his arrival is also a doomed thing.

"You..." The middle-aged woman hesitated for a moment.

"The master had fallen 1,900 years ago..." After the middle-aged woman hesitated, she whispered.

Su Ming was silent. After a long time, he raised his steps and walked to the spiritual hall. The middle-aged woman did not stop him. She let Su Ming open the door of the spiritual hall. After stepping in, the door of the spiritual hall slowly closed.

In the spiritual hall, there are dozens of spiritual positions on the tribute platform, all of which belong to the third vein from ancient times to the present, and are qualified to be listed here. After the death, the spiritual cards carved by the sect, so that future generations will not forget these ancestors.

Su Ming stood there, his eyes falling on the last of those spiritual positions, with four words clearly engraved on it.

Elder Lanlan.

Looking at these four words silently, Su Ming slowly closed his eyes. In the darkness of the closed eyes, with the silence in the spiritual hall, Su Ming seemed to have returned to the scene when he first saw Lan Lan many years ago.

Lan Lan, who gave Su Ming a feeling like Fang Canglan, made Su Ming understand that she was Fang Canglan in the world. Su Ming had always avoided too much contact with him, because he was afraid that he would eventually be lost.

Scenes of memory emerged, until after a scle of incense passed, Su Ming opened his eyes, turned around, and walked out of the spiritual hall.

"Why did it fall?" Su Ming spoke lightly.

"A clan..." The middle-aged woman was silent for a moment and said softly.

Su Ming nodded and said nothing more. He walked forward, left the palace on the top of the mountain, and came to his residence in July Sect, the fifth floor of the sky. There was not much change in his memory, but there was dust.

Standing by the cliff, Su Ming looked at his former residence. When he turned around for a long time, he saw Ye Wang sitting cross-legged on the peak of the first vein in the fifth floor of the sky.

The appearance of middle age, the magnificent cultivation, the advice and calmness in the expression, Ye Wang... has become a elder.

Su Ming withdrew his eyes and walked to the sixth floor of the sky until he came to the July Sect. In the seventh floor of the sky, he came here, and a trace of essence slowly appeared in his eyes.

This quiet light, which has been revealed in Su Ming's eyes, which has been calm over the years, has not appeared for a long time. Although he has told himself many times that the ancient burial country is only a seizure between himself and the mysterious burial, at this moment, he is still gradually in his eyes and shows his murderous intention.

The seventh floor of the sky has become a ruin...

There were only three of the past more than ten continents, and the rest have become ruins, floating like dust in the heaven and earth. The pressure of Daizun, which is still vaguely permeates here. It can be imagined that it must have been many years ago that Da Daozun came with the wrath of the sky and almost destroyed this place. Therefore, it can make this breath still exists today.

The remaining three continents are dead at this moment. Only at the highest peaks of these three continents, Su Ming felt the breath of three people.

That's Dao Han, and the breath of the other two former elders, there is no Gu Tai, no Xu Zhongfan.

The breath of these three people is very weak, as if they were seriously injured. At this moment, they are dormant, and it takes endless years to slowly recover.

The murderous intention in Su Ming's eyes was gradually suppressed by him, and his introvertedness melted into his breath. His eyes swept over the three continents and finally fell on the first continent. He shook his body forward and appeared on the highest peak of the continent in an instant.

The top of the mountain is a huge platform. There is a magnificent array on the platform. The center of the array is the size of a fist, like a small pit.

Looking at this small pit, as a former disciple of the July Sect, Su Ming knew the penetration of the July Sect. In every era, if there was no other major event, only one person would wake up and take charge of the July Sect, while the other elders were sleeping and practicing.

The way to wake up the elder needs to condense the blood of the seven life skills to awaken the sleeping elder, such as Lan Lan in those years, who used this method to wake up Xu Zhongfan.

Su Ming stood on the formation and was silent for a moment. When his right hand was raised, he cut his fingertips. His blood fell down and fell into the small pit below.

Until nine drops of blood fell, Su Ming shook his big sleeve in his right hand and no longer dripped blood, but stood there and waited silently.

The blood in the small pit in the center of the ground formation dissipated in an instant. At this moment, the whole formation suddenly emitted a bloody light. At the same time, the light rose directly to the sky, and a roar from hell suddenly rumbled out of the peak.

At the same time, with the light of the array, the array seemed to rotate. In the echo of the roar, a huge crack immediately spread from the center of the array. A Xuanbing coffin slowly floated up, and then suddenly erected, falling to the earth with a bang and in front of Mo Su Ming.

Through the cover of the mysterious ice coffin, Su Ming saw it at a glance. His whole body was dry, and his eyes were closed. He even more saw Dao Han's chest. Suddenly, there was a ferocious scar, which ran through his body and cut through his heart.

His body was dry like a skeleton. When Su Ming looked at it, the whole coffin became bloody in an instant. Gradually, the skeleton like a mummified corpse slowly squirmed, that is, for more than ten breaths, Dao Han had returned to the appearance in Su Ming's memory.

"Who...who woke me up!" When another roar came out, the Taoist cold in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes. This was the first time he opened his eyes after he was seriously injured and fell asleep for the first time in July.

Almost the moment he opened his eyes, Su Ming's figure immediately appeared in his pupils. At the moment he saw Su Ming, Dao Han's eyes suddenly shrank. He clearly felt a... Daizun's cultivation from Su Ming's body!

At this moment, he suddenly found that the sky above his chest, which had been cut off, actually... showed signs of healing.

"You are..." Dao Han looked solemn, and there was no loose look because of the recovery of the injury. On the contrary, his eyes became more fierce, but in the depths of the fierceness, there was a trace of excitement hidden.

He will not be unfamiliar with the breath of Su Ming. Although the breath belongs to Daizun, he will not forget it. It's just that Su Ming's appearance has changed a lot. What is revealed in front of him at this moment is Su Ming's true face in the mulberry world.

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