Chapter 229 Blood Moon Wushan Map!

At the moment Su Ming opened his eyes, his eyes showed a bright light, and the light turned into normal in an instant. At the same time, the accumulated hòuhòu snow huā on Su Ming's body also floated silently at this moment, permeating Su Ming's body and slowly rotating.

The second brother sat aside, staring with a smile on his face.

At this moment, the top of the mountain looked proud, and the evil son of heaven, who had collected the token, seemed to be aware of it and looked at Su Ming, but at the moment he looked at Su Ming, he looked very different from before, and his face slowly became majestic.

At the same time, the tiger in the cave also walked out of the cave, stood outside, and looked in the direction of the platform on the mountainside.

In the ice basin below the ninth peak, there is also a gaze, as if staring at it.

Su Ming opened his eyes, but his eyes were calm. That kind of silence, different from his previous calmness, was a kind of mental immobility, a kind of silence that even if the landslide cracked in front of him, the heart did not ripple at all.

What made him so calm was the snow huā in front of him. They were spinning and dancing. As Su Ming's right hand slowly raised, they immediately condensed towards his right hand and turned into a pen of ice and snow.

This pen was held by Su Ming and waved the void in front of him.

A few strokes were outlined. Where the tip of the pen passed, there was residual snow floating, which made Su Ming draw a mountain in the void in front of him, using the void as a canvas.

The line of the mountain, composed of residual snow, floats in the air and seems ordinary, but if you stare at it for a long time, you will have a sense of life.

When painting the mountain, Su Ming's heart was quiet, a kind of quietness that had never been seen before, a kind of calmness that had never appeared in his heart after leaving Wushan.

In this calmness, he didn't know that the second brother was still sitting behind him. He didn't know that in the distance, there was also Huzi's eyes. He didn't know that in the basin inside the peak, the eldest brother's concern and the old man in a white shirt at the top of the peak.

All his spirit is condensed in the pen of his right hand, the legacy of the snow and the scene he wants to draw most at this moment.

At this moment, he was not settled, but he seemed to be more determined. He did not close his eyes and enter the strange state, but it was more like the depths of the state and did not want to extricate himself.

"Creation..., painting... This is the [answer] case he gave me..." On the top of the mountain, Tian Xiezi couldn't find the funny thing when he faced the old man in purple robe before, but with an indescribable wisdom, he looked at his fourth disciple in his eyes.

"What the boss clearly understood was to make a mess, so he closed the gate and retreated from the noise into silence. After everything was melted, what was left was his original intention. Therefore, what he cultivated was the sound of creation."

"What the second brother clearly understands is to make huā, with the creation of huā grass, turn into a pair of creation hands, and master life and death."

"What the third brother understands is the word creation itself. Like a dream, it is creation..."

"I didn't expect that the fourth child, who realized that it was the fourth kind of ghost... painting..." Tian Xiezi muttered, and his eyes were bright.

On the platform, Su Ming looked at the mountain he drew, and the pen in his right hand was still sketching. Gradually, five peaks appeared in the mountain, Wushan, which was drawn by him.

At the moment when Wushan was painted, the mountain lines were looming on his face, which seemed to be reflected, which made Su Ming's cultivation in the [body] show signs of operation.

The ice and snow pen in Su Ming's hand suddenly drew a long mark down at the moment after the painting of this mountain. The long mark was shocking, like a sharp sword, revealing a shocking murder.

As soon as the murder came out, it immediately changed the expression of the evil son at the top of the mountain.

At the same time, the second brother, who has always paid attention to Su Ming, also looked dignified, and so did the tiger outside the cave in the distance.

And the closed elder brother, at the moment of realizing this long mark, he was short of breath.

"What a strong evil spirit!!"

Su Ming was unaware of all this. He just painted and created his own life in peace according to his own heart.

His pen, at the end of the long scar, gradually outlined on his body, the Wushan tribe in the barbaric lines, the grass and trees, the house and the house, slowly appeared in front of him, in the void, reflected with his barbaric lines.

He didn't know how long it took. The pen in his hand paused after outlining the whole Wushan tribe.

In the void painting in front of him, there are mountains and scenery, grass and trees, and the houses are connected with fences, forming a picture of a tribe that looks like a complete.

It's the same as his barbarian tattoo.

But Su Ming's hand was still raised, but stopped, as if he didn't know how to draw the next stroke. His eyes were still calm, but in the depths of the calm, he was confused.

Time goes by, for a long time, for a long time.

"The clap, the huā, the painting, the painting,... are all born out of nothing... There is a shock in the silence, and there is er in the mirror... Little brother, I think there is something missing in this painting..." The second brother's soft words gently returned to Su Ming's ear. Gradually, the sky became There is a moon, the moonlight falls on the earth, and the silver light makes people feel cold after seeing it.

In this night, no one slept at the ninth peak, and they were staring at Su Ming. They knew that this day would be extremely important to Su Ming, especially now that he obviously found his own way to calm down, but he was still a little confused and not comprehensive.

At this time, it is very critical for Su Ming.

Perhaps few people of Tianhan Sect outside the ninth peak understand this, but on the ninth peak, what they practice is different from others, and they know how important the first understanding of this introduction is.

Until the sky slowly changed from darkness, the sky became bright again, and the moon in the sky also disappeared. When only a virtual shadow existed, Su Ming paused his right hand for a long time and suddenly moved!

At the moment of his right hand, the evil son of heaven on the top of the mountain immediately looked extremely solemn. The second brother, the third brother, and the closed big brother were all like this.

They looked at Su Ming's right hand moving, holding a pen, and suddenly drew a circle on the empty Wushan map in front of him.

This ding, round, very simple, one stroke can be made, but it's such a simple stroke. It took Su Ming for a whole night. At the moment of painting, Su Ming's body trembled violently. On his face, next to the Wushan pattern, there was also a circle at this moment, which gradually emerged.

At the same time, Su Ming's body [body] internal cultivation, roaring operation, instantly to the extreme, vaguely, has reached the peak of the early stage of the dust. It seems that if you take another step, you can step into the middle stage of the dust!

It was at this time that on the screen drawn by him in front of Su Ming, the circle emitted a dazzling light. The light was red, and the circle seemed to be burning and turned into a moon!

Blood Moon!

Burning Blood Moon!

This is the first barbarian tattoo that Su Ming gave up when he meditated at the beginning. At this moment, in his calm state, he was painted in the first curtain of his life.

At the moment when the blood moon was painted, the breath of the picture suddenly changed and became the picture of the blood moon! A shocking evil spirit was suddenly revealed from the map of the bloody moon. This evil spirit was so strong that the second brother beside Su Ming looked solemn. The tiger outside the cave was even more trembling and muttered a few words.

As for the big brother who was closed, there was a sigh after a long silence.

"The ninth peak, from now on, there may be no more peace, Sichuan... But he is a little brother, that's enough."

The appearance of the blood moon Wushan map made Su Ming's body tremble. [body]'s internal cultivation directly broke through the previous limit, and the sound of bangs echoed Su Ming's body. His cultivation, directly from the beginning of the opening of the dust, reached the middle stage of the opening of the dust!

A enlightenment, a picture curtain, a blood moon, changed Su Ming's lines, and also made his cultivation, so he broke through!

"The disciples of my evil son of heaven do not need skills or magical power. They only go to understand the calm mind and feel the creation of heaven and earth..." The words of the evil son of heaven appeared in Su Ming's mind. At this moment, he finally understood what the evil son of heaven had taught him.

That's a completely different path of cultivation from others!

The practice of his ninth peak is not a magic power, not a magic spell, but a heart!

The evil son of heaven on the top of the mountain was silent at this moment. After a long time, he slowly turned around and walked towards the sealed hall. His back was a little staggered, but his footsteps were steady.

Turning around, no one can see his face, and there is a firmness that contains sadness.

"Master, I will prove to you that my barbarian path of practice... is wrong! You're wrong, you're all wrong!"

After the evil son of heaven left, the painting curtain in front of Su Ming on the ninth peak platform dissipated with the calm in Su Ming's eyes, and with his real awakening, it gradually turned into snow and fell away.

"Little brother, brother, I think you are good here. I want to plant some huā grass on this platform. Do you think it's okay?" At the moment when Su Ming woke up, the soft voice of the second brother came to his ear.

Su Ming was stunned. He turned his head and immediately saw his second brother who didn't know when he would appear here. He quickly got up and saw that the platform was now filled with grass.

"Uh... second brother, can you leave me a place to meditated..."

"Oh, okay, I'll leave you a small place..." The second brother blinked and smiled gently.

"At the way, in the days when you realized, the second brother caught a living thing for you and put it with your third brother. You can go and have a look when you are free.

Also, a very beautiful nephew came to you. If you have a chance to see it, remember to help your brother ask the name of the little girl next to her.

It will resume normal update tomorrow. I will continue to pay off the debt after a break. Alas, when will it end?