Chapter 1351 Su Ming, I really want to cry--
The passage of the whirlpool of the canopy is opened by Su Ming to help the shepherd boy send out the inheritance. Except for the inheritance items, it is not allowed to send other things like the yuan god.
And people's hearts are not enough, so there is a monk like the old man in purple robe, trying to take this opportunity to fight. Since it is doomed to die hundreds of years, then simply step into the world that may really exist.
However, he was worried that Su Ming would not accept this matter, so he took the risk of mixing fish eyes. In fact, Su Ming had been aware of it for a long time, so he had the previous words, and the demise of the old man in purple robe was not Su Ming's action, but that he could not withstand the pressure of the shuttle
Until the whirlpool of the sky dissipated and the whole sky returned as usual, the shepherd boy looked back at the position of the old man in the purple robe before. At this moment, it was empty, and the body of the purple robe had already become flying ash and gone with the wind.
Only the maple trees in the night are still blooming with unattended red. Even if they are hidden in the dark night, they still exist.
The shepherd boy was silent, and the young man in white looked a little complicated. The other four people next to him now had no words. A trace of sadness appeared in their hearts. They understood that the death of the old man in purple robe had nothing to do with Su Ming, but his own death.
It's just that this kind of ending makes them feel the state of mind when the old man in the purple robe has this determination, but in fact, several of them have never had this idea...
"If that world really exists, your inheritance... They may continue in the distance with my blessings." Su Ming shook his sleeves, finally took a look at the monks in front of him, and turned around and stepped towards nothingness.
The shepherd boy and others coincidentally, all bowed deeply to Su Ming. The words of gratitude did not need to be said. What Su Ming wanted was not gratitude, but the persistent respect for the inheritance of these people.
Su Ming left. In the night sky, next to the maple tree, the shepherd boy's face gradually smiled. The smile had no scheming. He looked at the sky peacefully. His inheritance carried his own blessings and expectations. He expected that his children would grow beyond his own realm in the world that may exist.
The young man in white touched the scabbard without a sword, and his expression was free and easy. He turned his sword into inheritance. Even if his sword was scattered and broken in the world that may exist, it would eventually become several sharp swords, and the owner of each sword would have achievements.
He doesn't need an inheritor. All he needs is to give the meaning of sword cultivation to some people who can have his sword in the world that may exist!
The other four people, one by one, looked at the sky silently, with different but similar expectations... They will never know what kind of chantness their inheritance will bloom in the world that may exist.
The answer is not important. The important thing is that they have no regrets in their hearts at this moment.
"Friends, for the last three hundred years, I want to sleep and don't think about anything until the arrival of that day." The shepherd boy looked at the others around him.
"I plan to go out for a walk, and I have to refine another sword in more than 300 years." The young man in white smiled slightly. The smile was a little cold, but it was still free and easy. He held his fist to the crowd and stepped into nothingness.
The other four were silent to each other for a moment, and they all held their fists at the shepherd boy, turned into four rainbows, stepped into nothingness, and disappeared into the starry sky.
Until everyone left, the shepherd boy sat cross-legged under the maple tree, leaned against the tree, looked at the lights of thousands of families in the city, and gradually smiled at the corners of his mouth, slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The autumn wind blew and lifted his hair. The autumn leaves fell and covered the quilt for him. After he closed his eyes, the whole world gradually blurred until it finally turned into nothingness.
I don't know how long it has passed. When he opened his eyes again, he is no longer under the maple leaves, but halfway up the mountain. The sky is no longer night, but in the afternoon. The mountainside is full of grass, and cattle and sheep are flocks. He... is still a shepherd boy, but the shepherd boy at this moment
"I had a dream..." The shepherd boy patted his head with a look...
After Su Ming took a step in the starry sky, his nothingness was lifted silently, like the page was opened. When it fell again, the fourth wing had been transformed and became the sky fox world of the dark morning camp.
Looking at the faintly familiar starry sky, Su Ming did not notice the bald crane and smiled dumbly. After such a long time, with the character of the bald crane, he must be playing somewhere.
When he turned around, Su Ming's will dispersed and realized that where Yan Pei was at this moment, there was a woman named Ziqi next to him. Su Ming meditated slightly and still took a step.
In the central area of the Heavenly Fox World, in a star, on the peak, Ziqi stood there. For more than a hundred years, perhaps it was just a moment for her, but now... there is a touch of desolation on her face.
Yan Pei stood there behind her, with a bitter expression, as if he opened his mouth to say something, but looking at Ziqi's back, he couldn't say anything.
"You should know that the figure who appeared in the dark morning and the anti-sage over the years is not him..." After a long time, Yan Pei sighed secretly and slowly opened his mouth.
"Of course, I know it's not him, but... I watched my clan dead in the hands of that figure with my own eyes. That's what he looks like. That's his breath. I look at the madness and resentment of the clan. What can I... do!" Ziqi's body trembled, and her eyes showed hatred.
Yan Pei was silent. He didn't know what to say. Although he knew that that person was not Su Ming, although he was the morning emperor, he could not let those ethnic monks who had been occupied by resentment and lost their relatives believe anything.
Even if he hadn't been familiar with Su Ming, he would not have believed the moment he saw that figure...
At this moment, he sighed secretly, and the desolate purple, did not know that behind them. Su Ming stood there. He listened to their words and frowned.
As Su Ming frowned, his will spread silently, permeating the world of the Tianhu clan, all the worlds of the dark morning, and even spreading to the anti-sage camp, and seeing the 180-sage world of the anti-sage.
The scene of the world at this moment appeared like a picture in Su Ming's mind. He saw nearly 50% of the Tianhu people in the Tianhu clan, who died, and saw almost all the ethnic groups in the whole dark morning camp, including the 180th world in the anti-holy camp, which was the same.
Too many people of all ethnic groups have been brutally killed by a man named Su Ming for more than a hundred years. Their deep resentment and strong murderousness to Su Ming made Su Ming fall silent after seeing all this.
This is obviously what the old man did, but Su Ming can't figure out the reason why the old man did this. No matter how many people have died in the past hundred years, they will still be erased after all. In this way, there is no other gain except to resentment.
"Resentment..." Su Ming frowned, and after a long time, his forehead loosened. Since he couldn't figure it out, he simply didn't think about it, but it was useless to solve it.
Su Ming looked calm and open-hearted. He just needed to understand this matter and knew that it was really not what he did. As for the rest... Su Ming didn't want to pay attention to it.
He could even think that since this matter was related to the extermination of the old man, it was also likely to be related to the three black-robed people sent by the extermination old man to the three wildernesses.
Thinking of the three people in black, Su Ming sighed, turned around and left, without revealing his body, did not disturb Yan Pei and Ziyu, stepped into the starry sky, and walked into nothingness. When his footsteps fell, he had left the dark morning camp and stepped into the starry sky of the anti-saint camp.
Walk towards the place where the bald crane is at this moment.
The anti-holy camp, Luochen small world, this is a marginal small world close to the world of the burial sky clan. This world, called Luochen, has a sacred status in the anti-holy camp, because living here... is one of the three great anti-sage non-flower anti-saints.
In the falling dust world, there is only one Xiuzhen star. This star looks green from afar. Surrounded by rivers and seas, the star is like Mercury, full of a graceful and flexible meaning, but at the same time, it is also not weaker than the majestic peak of high mountains.
On the stars, next to a lake, there is a wooden house surrounded by countless flowers and plants. The fragrance is overflowing, full of a sense of vitality. Outside the wooden house, there is always an old woman sitting there, looking at the lake alone, with a soft smile on her face, as if counting memories and immersed in the years of memories.
Not far away, on the other side of the lake, the bald crane lay there in a daze and turned into a stone. For a hundred years, it has been looking at the wooden house and the old woman outside the wooden house, as if it could see the destruction of heaven and earth, and the sky was not there.
It doesn't know why it looks at it like this, and it doesn't know why it doesn't want the other party to know that it's coming. It seems that every time it thinks about this problem, its heart hurts so much that it seems to tear.
After not thinking about this problem, for more than a hundred years, it has found a kind of calmness in addition to following Su Ming. This kind of calmness can make it no longer obsessed with crystals, no longer think about anything that can't be remembered, and even comes up with the idea of being so calm for a lifetime.
Until this day, beside it, Su Ming's figure appeared silently. When he sat next to it silently, the stone turned into a bald crane slowly changed, and finally became its original appearance. After it looked at Su Ming.
Su Ming also looked at the bald crane. He saw the tears in the eyes of the bald crane. As an illusory body without substance, tears... are luxurious, and it can't flow down, so the tears themselves are a kind of sadness.
"Su Ming... I really want to cry..." The bald crane muttered.
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