Chapter 1100 That Look 4

Step by step, Su Ming stepped on the ladder of the altar. Until he stood on the altar, he lowered his head and looked at the circle of arrays composed of countless runes on the platform under his feet.

Silence.

In the closed place connected to the altar, the figure is also silent.

Time passed slowly, until the time of a light of incense passed. Both Dao Lin and Daohua both showed doubts in their faces. Compared with the fact that they immediately felt the will of Daochen's ancestors as soon as they stood in the altar, the Taoist emptiness at this moment was as usual, without any strange change.

Sang, who was meditating cross-legged, looked with a touch of emotion in his face. After a sigh, he stood up. Without saying a word, he just shook his big sleeve, and rolled up Dao Lin and Daohua. Together with himself, he left the world in an instant and left this place... to Su Ming.

When Sang rolled up Dao Lin and Daohua and left, more than ten breaths passed. Suddenly, Su Ming's surroundings of nothingness suddenly twisted, and even Su Ming's body was blurred. At the same time, a magnificent force suddenly appeared from the nothingness and went straight to Su Ming's prosperous lotus flower, obviously going to open. The strange power of this robe.

But at the moment when the force was about to touch Su Ming's robe, Su Ming looked up and took a step back with a cold look. Under the spread of his internal cultivation, he collided with the coming magnificent force.

With a bang, Su Ming withdrew three steps, preventing the magnificent power from opening his robe.

"You don't need to open it." Su Ming's voice was cold, and his eyes flashed between his words, and the power of time reversal suddenly opened in his body. This is the gifted magic power of the Shaping Underworld, and this robe can only be opened by the magic power of Shaping the Underworld.

It is said that it is a prosperous lotus flower, but in fact, from the moment he put it on before, Su Ming realized that this robe was clearly created with the power of shaping the talent of the underworld.

If he wants to turn it on, he can do it himself.

With the opening of the lotus flower in the prosperous world, the roar rotated, and the dazzling light suddenly spread from the robe, turning into eighteen lotus flowers around Su Ming, making the place overflowing and unique.

A sigh came out of this nothingness. At the same time, at the moment when the sigh echoed, another magnificent vitality came. This vitality came straight to Su Ming, which was to create for him and improve his cultivation.

Su Ming took a step back again in silence.

"Although many of my cultivations are not cultivated by myself, even if it is an external force, it is the price I have paid for my life. I have obtained it from all kinds of creations by myself. Your vitality is precious, and I... can't afford it.

Son's goodbye." Su Ming turned around and walked down to the altar step by step. At this moment, he was no longer nervous or complicated. Such thoughts had long invisibly turned into a resentment.

Deep resentment.

"Ming'er..." At the moment when Su Ming turned around and walked out of the third step, there was nothingness in his ear, with a sigh. The voice was very soft, and even more apologies. At the moment that echoed, Su Ming's footsteps stopped.

He closed his eyes. At the same time, the formation on the altar suddenly flashed at this moment. When the light was shining, a teleportation force suddenly appeared, drowning Su Ming's figure.

When Su Ming opened his eyes, he was in a secret room with a faint fog. The secret room was very large. Through the fog, you could see a figure in front of him with his back to him, such as cross-legged. From this body, there were bursts of decay and vicissitudes, and thick The dead air spread.

Su Ming in this position could not see the tling and rattle in front of the figure, and he could not see the body hidden in the robe, and his eyes looked at the rattle in a trum, showing deep guilt.

If Su Ming could see the rattle, maybe he would remember that when he was a child, he saw that other partners had such toys and begged Grandpa to make one for him. The next day, when Grandpa handed him the rattle, Su Ming's happiness at that time lasted for several days.

Until a few years later, as Su Ming grew up, when he fell in love with climbing mountains and found Xiaohong as a friend, the rattle was forgotten by himself and was thrown somewhere.

But he should remember, because this rattle is the first toy he asked his grandfather for, and it is also the only one.

The rattling sound when the rattle turns will make him feel that, like other playmates, there is no difference...

He was silent, and Su Ming was also silent, but in the end, Su Ming broke the silence here. He took a deep breath and bowed to the figure.

"Daokong, pay a visit to the ancestors." His voice echoed in this secret room, with a lingering sound, which lasted for a long time.

"I'm the ancestor of Dao Chenzong, not... your ancestor." For a long time, a hoarse voice came from the figure. Su Ming couldn't see it. He touched the hand of the rattle and trembled a little at this moment.

"What you should think of, with my talent for shaping the underworld, and with the wisdom of my son Su Xuanyi, you can return to Dao Chenzong, which means that you have understood...

I am the ancestor of Daochen, I am also Su Xuanyi, and also... your father!" The voice of the figure, at the end, even with its indescribable cultivation, had a trill at this moment.

"The ancestor said and laughed." Su Ming was silent for a moment, shook his head, turned around and walked back. His mind spread his mind to the bald crane, and let him take himself and leave here. He didn't want to stay here at all.

Before coming here, Su Ming also thought about what would happen after meeting Su Xuanyi. He had been nervous, confused and complicated, but when he really saw this figure, he found that no matter how much he thought and how calm he was, he could not suppress the lingering resentment in his heart.

He resented the other party. This resentment is so deep that it is impossible for him to ignore it at all.

"You..." The figure trembled for a moment, and Su Ming couldn't see the front. At this moment, the hand that touched the drum bone of the rattling trembled more violently, and a sense of sadness was revealed from the trembling.

"I can make up for it, Ming'er, you know in your heart, you should be able to know my suffering, I..."

"Ancestor, are you endless?" Su Ming paused, turned around and looked at the figure gloomily, with a sense of anger in his face.

"You are you, I am me, whether you are Dao Chen or Su Xuanyi, you are you, I am me!! You can continue to complete your plan, but don't treat me as a pawn. I'm not your opponent today, but as a pawn for a long time, then one day, I will surpass you.

You are you, I am me, you have your plan, I have my pace!!" Su Ming shook his big sleeve and turned his head to step. The bald crane rarely did not disturb Su Ming at this moment, but noticed that the atmosphere here was very strange. He obediently scattered his strength, which made the ripples immediately appear under Su Ming's feet. With the power belonging to the bald crane, Su Ming was about to leave forcibly, which annoyed It's boring. There is a kind of inexplicable anger.

He was afraid that if he stayed again, he would not be able to suppress the anger and let the other side of his character explode.

"Your surname is Su. Your name was caused by your grandfather. What flows in your body is the blood of the underworld. This is a fact that you can't change. Your resentment can be understood by your father. I will use the future to make up for the past. I..." The figure opened his mouth bitterly, but before the words were finished After a meal, he directly dispersed the ripples under his feet, and his hair turned red in an instant, with a wave of madness in his eyes. This was Su Ming, who destroyed his character.

It's just that this time, Su Ming, who has red hair, wants to vent not killing and destruction, but an endless resentment buried in his heart. At the moment he turned into red hair, Su Ming laughed.

He turned around and stared at the figure. The laughter echoed, and the blood in his eyes was full, and the meaning of madness was extremely obvious.

"Make up? What a make-up. When I was a child, I asked Grandpa where my parents were. Grandpa's silence, my hesitation and fear. From then on, I never asked this question again. Where were you? How do you make up for it?

When I watch other playmates have parents, and they return home to their tents after sunset. I am the only one who is alone in my house, silently looking at the moon, where are you? How do you make up for it?

When I was a teenager, I looked at the sky on the black mountain again and again, fantasizing that one day, when my parents could pick me up, where were you and how could you make up for it!

When I was bullied by other playmates, when I was ridiculed for having no parents, when Lei Chen beat me every time, where are you, how can you make up for it!!

Make up, a good make up, such a simple word, do you want to dispel my resentment?

It's ridiculous, funny and ridiculous. I'd like to ask you, Su Xuanyi. When I found that everything around me turned out to be false and could be made by others. At that time, my sadness, my confusion, how can you make up for it!

When I found that the original Wushan, I experienced more than 30 reincarnations, that feeling, the feeling of being deceived by everyone, how can you make up for it!!

When I knew that I was just a wisp of soul in Wushan, and my body was turned into the eye of the formation. When I was used to practice, how could you make up for the coldness in the darkness?

When the emperor plays with me again and again, and controls my fate again and again, where are you? You still deserve to make up for it at this moment!!

When I was forced to leave Wushan and go to the ruins of Shenyuan, I lay on the fire red star like a dead body, where were you?

What's more ridiculous is that when I had told myself that my parents were no longer there, I found it in my heart that my mother was lying on the fifth oven. I understood her and I didn't blame her, because even if I died, she would hold me and let me feel the warmth of my mother.

But what about you? Where are you? Let a child who thinks he has no parents know that he is not an orphan. This is not an excitement and surprise. You haven't felt it, so you don't know it, but I know that this is... a kind of extreme pain and confusion!!"

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