Chapter 1475 Looking back on the mortal world, don't be an immortal

This is a sunset. The afterglow of the sunset is scattered on the earth. Unconsciously, snowflakes fell from the sky, and the snowflakes fell, covering the earth and the world in Su Ming's eyes, but it could not cover the capital of that world.

can't be covered. At this moment, outside the gate of the capital, a figure standing in a robe and a hat stood silently outside the gate with a wooden stick, as if waiting for thousands of years.

Su Ming swayed and looked at the figure outside the gate. He vaguely returned to 3,000 years ago. He had just woken up in the world and saw the evil son of heaven.

In a blink of an eye, after three thousand years have passed, Su Ming's cultivation has been different. He has a lot of vicissitudes on his body. The scenes in his memory are still clear, but some... are unconsciously blurred.

Just like this world of wind and snow, it can make people's eyes blurred. You can't see too far, but sometimes you can see in front of you, even if it's not very far, it's also a kind of happiness. If you look too far, maybe happiness will be far away until you don't see it.

In the wind and snow, Su Ming came step by step, facing the snowflakes, until he walked outside the gate, until he walked in front of the figure in a jacket and a bamboo hat.

"You're here."

The figure in a robe slowly raised his head, revealing Su Ming's familiar face under the bamboo hat, which was the evil son of heaven.

There is kindness in his look. The kindness is like an elder looking at the younger generation. It is a kind of care and love from the bottom of his heart, as if Su Ming's growth. In his eyes, even if it is towering, in his heart, Su Ming is still a child. Even if he no longer needs his protection, he still hopes To protect the children.

"Master."

Su Ming looked at the evil son of heaven in a robe, held his fist, bowed deeply, and his voice was a little hoarse. The master in front of him accompanied Su Ming's life from the nine peaks of the barbarian land to the ancient burial country until now.

"Three thousand years ago, I told you that I would wait for you here to solve the last doubt for you. Have you ever thought about the last doubt?" The evil son of heaven, dressed in a robe, looked at Su Ming kindly. When he slowly opened his mouth, his eyes seemed to be deep in those eyes, which contained indescribable wisdom.

Su Ming was silent. The last thing he thought 3,000 years ago was to know what the world was, the heaven and earth in the body of the mysterious burial, or the memory of the mysterious burial that evolved when he and the mysterious burial took the house.

But this doubt, as Su Ming went on all the way, gradually changed and became that he wanted to know how he could leave the world... But with the passage of time, Su Ming's doubt changed again into the familiar faces he wanted to know in this world, they... · Whether there is really no connection with the people in their own memory.

One doubt after another, in Su Ming's three thousand years, emerged again and again until he was in Haohao's world, his doubts changed again and became... What is his own way.

He didn't understand what his way was. He wanted to get the answer from the evil son of heaven, but now with the words of the evil son of heaven, when Su Ming seriously thought about it, he suddenly found that this did not seem to be the solution he wanted, because he did not know what the last doubt was.

Only silence.

"Can't you remember?" In the wind and snow, Tian Xiezi, dressed in a robe outside the gate, looked at Su Ming with a faint pain in his face, as if Su Ming looked like Su Ming at this moment, which made him a little sad and whispered.

Su Ming was silent and looked at the wind and snow. After a long time, he sighed softly.

"I really can't remember. Maybe there are too many doubts, but if I say the last doubt, I... can't find it. I have lost it in the years. I want to look for it, but I can't touch it through nothingness, and I can't find it clearly."

Su Ming muttered.

"Since you can't find it, don't look for it. There is no final doubt, and it's a blessing."

The evil son in his clothes was silent for a while and slowly opened his mouth.

"Master, please choose one for me."

Su Ming looked up, looked at the wind and snow in the sky, and looked at the gate behind Tianxiezi. After a long time, he said softly.

"Mut be persistent?" Tian Xiezi looked at Su Ming and looked deeper and deeper.

"That's a way. It's destined to be tortuous and desolated. Since you've walked on this road, why don't you stick to it?"

Su Ming said softly.

The evil son of heaven was silent. In the wind and snow, the master and apprentice were silent for a long time until the sunset had fallen, until the wind and snow covered the earth and piled up a thick layer, their hair was also filled with white snow, as if they had turned white, which made the vicissitudes of life thicker and made the

"Stop, don't go on, stop here, when you look back, you will see all the faces with your memory, and they will appear behind you.

Waiting for you.

Looking back on the mortal world, become a free fairy, don't care about the truth, don't stick to the road, sometimes... don't choose the happiness may be the real happiness.

For a long time, the voice of the evil son of heaven echoed, and in the wind and snow, it came to Su Ming's ears! In this silence, Su Ming slowly turned his head and looked back like looking back at the mortal world.

When he turned around, he saw that Bai Ling appeared in the wind and snow behind him. Bai Ling was wearing the mink long coat, with his wild beauty, and was looking at himself with a smile.

Beside her, it was Yu Xuan. Yu Xuan smiled skillfully. As always, the persistent eyes could melt Su Ming's heart and make Su Ming look at it, as if the sound of memory "brother" and Canglan echoed in her ear again. She was elegant and gentle, as if she had been waiting for Su Ming for countless years, but How long will it take for her to wait. In this waiting, she gradually made Su Ming the only one in her heart.

Xu Hui is still... Grandpa smiled, and the vicissitudes of life are kind at this moment, as if waiting for Su Ming's choice. Once he chooses to turn back, he will open his mouth... Big brother, second brother, Huzi, all the faces are there, all reflected in Su Ming's eyes when he turns around, but Bald crane.

"If you continue to go on, they will not be resurrected, but if you don't go on, when you look back on the mortal world here, you will become free immortals, and they... will be with you.

Su Ming, you are my apprentice. I don't want to... make you so tired. This is the best choice for you.

The evil son of heaven in a robe opened his mouth hoarsely. He looked at Su Ming's back when he turned back, showing a sad look. As he said, the twists and turns and desolation of this road made him not want Su Ming to continue to walk here, to a... more reincarnations,

"Three thousand years of your knock has said goodbye to the past. Looking back on the mortal world at this moment, why do you have to be persistent? Why do you have to find a true or false? Look at the emperor, look at Lei Chen... Don't let those more reincarnations in the end, forever... lose one of yourself."

Tian Xiezi sighed softly. In that sigh, there was bitterness and a trace of pity in heartache.

He saw Su Ming's life, which was tortuous and desolate, in a way.

Su Ming was silent. When he looked back, everything he saw was full of warmth. The face of memory made Su Ming have an impulse at this moment. He seemed to want to nod and no longer go on. He wanted to stay here and become his free fairy. He ignored the truth or false, but looked for even illusory happiness.

"There are many people here, many familiar faces, but there are no bald cranes... The familiar people here are all in my memory, living in my memory, they... or they will have no thoughts about the future, because all those thoughts are given by my memory. They have no soul like this.

Su Ming muttered, and tears gradually flowed from his eyes. The faces in front of him made Su Ming's heart sting. He slowly turned his head. The moment he turned his head, the snow in the wind became black, and the world behind him became dark, and even the city in front of him and the world in front of him were also In a flash, it became the arrival of the night, as if it represented Su Ming's choice and became the darkness of the night sky.

Like his path, when he look back on the mortal world, he did not choose to become the free fairy.

The road under his feet, or not the road, nor his Su Ming's way, is a kind of attitude, destined to cool down and persevere, live for himself, live for the truth, and live for others.

For this road, in order to make the face in the memory have a soul, for the bald crane in the reincarnation, for all the faces will not only smile, but also be flexible, like the birth and death of the palm, Su Ming... After choosing to look back, do not be a free fairy, but continue to... go on! Even if there will be one less person forever after a few reincarnations, on this tortuous and desolate road, on this persistent but cold road, beg for demons.

Seeking is a way, which is doomed to tortuous and desolate.

Demon is an attitude. He is destined to cool down and persistent, beg for demons, a life in the dark.

In the dark night, Su Ming stared at the evil son of heaven in front of him in a robe and a hat. In silence, he bowed deeply to the evil son of heaven. When he got up, Su Ming did not open his mouth. He walked past the evil son of heaven and walked firmly step by step towards the city in the night.

Tian Xiezi looked at Su Ming's back in the dark night and muttered softly.

"Who enters your life is determined by fate, and who stays in your life is determined by yourself.

Since you can't forget it, just don't forget it. Even if everything is empty, everything in the past is worth having... Su Ming, my disciple, this... Is this your choice... Looking back, the mortal world is not immortal, just for that represents all faces, represents all memories, represents the real her, It's... the fate of the palm is born or the end."

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