Chapter 896 No. 1
"Our barbarians..." Su Ming took a look at Feng Lao and did not say anything. He agreed with these five words, but it was more of an indescribable complexity. This complexity originated from the new name of the ancestors of the Taici family.
No. 4 is a barbarian.
There is No. 4, so there may not be No. 5 or No. 6, but there must be No. 3, No. 2 and... No. 1.
Who are they...
"If you have a calculating heart for me with the mind and means of Lieshan cultivation, then maybe I... am one of the No. 1, 2 and No. 3." Su Ming looked calm and did not show his thoughts at all. All this was just his guess, maybe true or false.
It's like people can't hurt others, but they must be wary of others, because... This is the world of practice, this is the world of the law of the jungle, and this is a cruel era that will be doomed if you take a wrong step.
Feng Lao walked between heaven and earth, and Su Ming was beside him. The two of them stepped on the void and walked slowly. Yurou and the Red Fire Marquis, and the black and yellow dogs followed behind and galloped all the way.
"In this land, on this whole black ink star, more than half of the clans in each family have been planted with barbarians. In the imperceptible, they no longer think they are monks, but accept the title of barbarian." Feng Lao opened his mouth gently, and his voice echoed slowly in the wind.
"We control 80% of the transactions of the whole black ink star with the outside world every year. We can decide how much a certain item is traded. If we control here, we control the lifeblood of Shenyuan Xinghai and the four true worlds.
The competition has never been reduced. Every once in a while, the strength of the outside world will come to seize the resources on the Black Ink Star. For example, this Taici family was a clan who broke through the sky of foreign witchcraft in those years, but it was secretly divided and disabled by us here. Until today... Even if there is no one of his family to provoke you, we will erase it in a short time. Feng Lao's voice circled in the world, and he took Su Ming through the mountains. I walked through long rivers and made a plain.
"Don't you think that there is no feeling of being too strange after coming to Black Ink Star?" When the wind is always going forward. He turned his head and looked at Su Ming with a smile.
"The mountains and rivers here, the plains here, the landforms here... If you look carefully, you can see that... everything has been transformed into... the barbarian world in our memory." After saying that, Feng Lao no longer opened his mouth, but looked at Su Ming quietly.
Su Ming was silent. He had some observations on this before, and now he has seen the clues along the way. As Feng Lao said, the landform here... there will always be some places that make him seem to know each other.
"In the distance is Moqi City, where the Mo family is strict, and it is also... We have the weakest control over the family, the alien core ethnic group from Shenyuan Xinghai. They... have something they are proud of." Walk all the way. Su Ming saw too many families. At this moment, the voice of Feng Lao came to his ear and followed his eyes. Su Ming saw a magnificent city of strange beasts in the distance!
That's a huge black unicorn. The unicorn stood on the ground, raised its head to the sky, with a sense of missing, like looking up at the sky and looking at the stars of his hometown.
This black unicorn is as big as a million miles. At a glance, it is almost boundless. A huge pressure fluctuates from there. The strength of this pressure is similar to the birth and death of the palm.
Mr. Feng did not take Su Ming to Moqi City. Instead, after bypassing, he took Su Ming to almost the whole Black Ink Star, including Xingfan City.
Until the end, when it was getting dark, he took Su Ming to a mountain range on the Black Ink Star, which was a mountain like a dragon ridge. It's like a dragon sleeping, and the mountain is dark.
Looking down from the sky, you can vaguely see a person standing on a highest peak in the mountain range. This person is extremely tall and burly. Standing there, there is even more grandiful than the peak under his feet.
It seems that wherever he is, everything around him will be centered on him. Even the heaven and earth in this area seem to be different from those around him, with a sense of depression, such as worshiping this person.
Su Ming could only vaguely see this person's back, but as he approached Feng Lao, the back slowly became clear, until it was completely clear, and Su Ming's expression showed a touch of complexity.
Because... this is not a living person, but a stone sculpture.
Stone carvings built by Lieshan!!
The old wind came down and stood next to the stone sculpture. Su Ming stood there silently, his eyes on the stone sculpture, silently.
"You're late." After a long time, Feng Lao sighed and spoke calmly to Su Ming.
"This is not a stone sculpture. This is 8,000 years ago. Lord Lieshan stood here, watching the sunrise and sunset, as if thinking about something. Three years later, his body turned into a stone sculpture, his soul disappeared, and his vitality disappeared."
"But before his soul disappeared, the old man and Mr. Yu heard the thoughts of the barbarian god.
He told us that he went to a place that could determine the fate of our barbarians. He may never come back in his life. If he does not return for ten thousand years, everything he created belongs to the barbarian gods who came later.
If the coming barbarian god wants to find him, then... it will be a battle for the barbarian god!
I don't quite understand what Lord Barbarians mean, but I think you should understand. Feng Lao was silent for a moment and looked at Su Ming with deep meaning. He stepped back a few steps, sat down cross-legged hundreds of feet away, closed his eyes and stopped talking.
Su Ming looked as usual, and outsiders couldn't see what his thoughts were. When Feng Lao stepped back, he looked up at the statue in front of him and walked over. At the proof of the statue, he saw the appearance of Lie Shan Xiu.
It was a face full of vicissitudes, with a magnificent righteousness. The depth in his eyes, even if it was turned into a stone sculpture, was already profound. A feeling of sadness was felt by Su Ming when he looked at the statue.
Lie Shanxiu looked at the sky like that, as if he was thinking about something.
Looking at Lie Shanxiu, he is in line with Su Ming's inner impression of Lie Shan Xiu, rather than the darkness revealed in the despicable and brute methods he had seen before.
"Give me the right to choose..." After a long time, Su Ming muttered, saying that only he could hear the voice himself.
The words left by Lie Shan Xiu are not complicated and intuitive. Feng Lao said that he did not understand that it was fake. It was because he did not want to understand. The answer was not that he could decide, but the person who was qualified to decide the way he could choose.
The only way to be qualified to go on this road is the barbarian god.
Whether it is one generation, the second generation, the third generation and the fourth generation... As long as he is recognized by the barbarian land, as long as he is recognized by the barbarian people, then... he is qualified to take this road.
Time passed slowly. Su Ming kept looking at the statue of Lieshan Xiu. Until the night passed and the sky was bright again, Su Ming stood next to the statue of Lieshan Xiu and raised his head and looked at the sky.
His behavior is the same as that of the statue of Lieshan. Although he is not as tall and burly as Lieshan, he still has the meaning of heaven and earth at his feet.
He looked at the sky like this and looked at it silently.
One day, two days, three days...
Gradually, there are figures coming quietly in this mountain range. The first one to come is the old man Su Ming once saw on the light curtain sitting cross-legged on the huge octopus, which is the rain generals of the wind, jade, thunder and fog.
His old appearance was very similar to Fenglai. When he came calmly, he sat silently beside Feng Lao. The two of them did not speak, but sat there, as if waiting for Su Ming's choice.
The passage of time has made many figures appear behind them. Those figures are all an old man, all respected people in the Lieshan family. They rarely go out, but now... they all come here. Looking at Su Ming's back complexly, they choose to sit down cross-legged and wait.
Half a month later, nearly a hundred people were waiting. Their eyes were focused on Su Ming, but Su Ming could no longer notice it. He looked at the sky, and he was thinking about what Lie Shan Xiu was looking at in those years.
After watching for half a month in a row, Su Ming saw more than ten sunrises and sunsets, but he had no answer. Until half a month later, Su Ming looked at the sky. In a trance, he suddenly understood.
There is nothing in the sky, and what Lie Shanxiu saw in those years was not the sky. What he saw was... himself, it was his... In his heart, he was hesitant and thinking about something.
"The battle of the barbarian gods..." Su Ming said softly.
"But I don't want to fight." Su Ming looked at the sky.
"If you don't fight, if you haven't come back for another two thousand years, then leave everything here to me... This is what you want to tell me, your choice?
But how do I think that all this is a mirror, water and moon. All this is not your real choice. Your final choice is for me to fight with you..." Su Ming sighed. He slowly put down his head and looked at the sky, turned around, and his eyes fell on the nearly 100 barbarians hundreds of feet behind him.
He is looking at them, and they are also looking at him.
Both sides are silent.
"Tell me, who is the No. 3 barbarian." Su Ming spoke slowly.
"Shenyuan Xinghai, the sky-grabbing clan, a generation of heavenly pride 20,000 years ago." The answer to Su Ming is Feng Lao.
"Where's No. 2?" Su Ming asked.
"In the four guardian forces of the real world... a monk from the real world of Daochen." Mr. Yu said hoarsely that this was the first time he opened his mouth. Where the voice passed, it seemed that water vapor was spreading.
"No. 1, who is it?" Su Ming was silent for a while and said lightly.
In his words, Feng Lao and Yu Lao put his eyes on Su Ming at the same time, but Su Ming stood next to the statue of Lie Shan Xiu, so that this eye, I don't know if it was a coincidence, also enveloped the statue of Lie Shan Xiu. RQ