MTL - Pursuit of the Truth-Chapter 1406 Spring of the night!

"Unfortunately, this technique is only a spiritual state. If it can reach the venerable method that affects the 7,000th day, then the terrible degree of this person will reach a realm of horror." Shake his head.

At the moment, on the seventh layer of heaven, on the sky of the twelve great elders, there is a small piece of faint, no one can detect, only the area of ​​the size of the fingernail, faint... To be condensed into a snowflake...·····

Su Ming stood on the compass, slowly lowered his head, and his right hand swung, the six layers of snow outside the sky, disappeared in an instant, even with his compass, there was no chill.

But Su Ming stood there, but somehow, with a feeling of being combined with the night sky, it seems that...he is the night sky.

"This power is ······ is still acceptable." Su Ming closed his eyes, and when he opened half a mile, his right hand pressed to the compass under his head.

"Sixteen!"

One day and one night, the attention of the seventeen disciples in July made this day and night belong to Su Ming. He started from the first array and has passed through fifteen battles. This scene has completely shaken July. The disciples of the sect collapsed all the scornful eyes of him before, and the rest left, only... shocked.

His squad has already attracted the attention of the elders on the fifth floor. Even Lancome has walked out of the meditation palace and looked at Su Ming.

This kind of one-off smashing of fifteen battles seems to have not appeared in the memory of everyone for a long time. Only in a certain period of time has there been a similar thing, but those people of that time, Most of them have disappeared now, and the only remaining ones are the fifth layer of heaven.

"Autumn, the shadow of the sky!" Su Ming blinked in a blink of an eye. In the moment the film suddenly turned, his right hand lifted up and waved toward the sky. Under this wave, the sky turned from darkness with the rotation of the compass. It became red!

The red replaced the night, making the sky look red, this is not the fire, but the color of autumn, such as the blood stained the sky, the faint feeling of fading came along, making Su Ming’s body feel like It was a bleak stagnation of life.

At the same time, this compass seems to have turned into a big tree. The leaves are falling, there is no wind, but every leaf represents life. After falling down, as in this season, everything can't be changed. To go to death.

Su Ming is silent. At this moment, he is transformed into this big tree. The fallen leaves not only carry his vitality but also his memory, including everything in his life.

"A good autumn shadow technique ······" Su Ming whispered to himself.

"Yes, the autumn that I like is not the shadow of the sunset, but the dying of the night in the dark, this is what I want... the shadow of autumn!" Su Ming blinked In an instant, with the enlightenment in his eyes, the red sky immediately became black in this moment and became purple. This purple became thicker and thicker until it became black again!

In this instant Su Ming illusion of the autumn tree, also instantly shrouded in black, such as hidden in the dark, the leaves of the fall outside can not see, but soon in this July 1st to 6th floor days, all the peaks Plants, trees, at this moment, withered, as if their withering, just happened in a flash, people seem to be unpredictable in the first breath, unlike the autumn leaves in the sunset, slowly floating.

Autumn in the dark, that is a moment of change...

The night is eternal, the illusion tree dissipates, Su Ming stands there, a purple hair flutters, his eyes never know when to close, open, revealing the eyes of the eyes, the night can not be dyed dark.

"The first, seventeenth array!" In the moment when Su Ming’s words came out, the July sect, which had been immersed for a long time, broke out with a terrifying noise.

"Wang’s elders have been through the 16th arse, which is already the same height as the master of the moon smoke!"

"This is not the point. The elders here are obviously different from others. The snow before, the black mans now, gives the impression that it is like being in the night. ··································································· It’s not cold.”

"If he can survive the seventeenth battle, then ... is equivalent to surpassing the master of the moon smoke, reaching the number of Chen's brother! In front of him, only the non-wind master!"

There are a lot of arguments, but in many expectations, there are still some discourses that are inconsistent with the people because of envy and envy.

"He obviously has reached the limit, seventeen, I am afraid it is the ultimate."

"Oh, even if the 17th **** is not the ultimate, this person can not surpass the degree of the non-wind master, the master stopped in the 20th, it is the existence of my generation of monks, this person ..... Maybe!" These voices are mostly from the disciples of the first mountain range. They don't want to see Su Ming surpass the non-wind, even if... Su Ming's identity is the elder.

In this reverberating voice, the compass under Su Ming unfolded for seventeen, and the roar of the roaring moments overwhelmed all the arguments around him, causing people to gradually stop speaking, but with their different looks. To Su Ming.

"This should be... Summer, the shadow of the sky!" When Su Ming faintly opened, the 17th rotation, such as the night sky, ignited the sea of ​​fire, the sea of ​​fire formed a huge sun, the sun is not high Hanging, but... will be the compass, covering Su Ming’s figure.

From a distance, the night is still dark, but here in the July, there is a round of fire in the night!

This is the summer of the summer, but also the 17th eve of the need to realize the summer!

After an hour, the flame became black, and the glaring fire and yang became dark. The black fire burned with intense burning. It seemed to make it burn bright, and the darkness caused it. This black fire merges with the night, and the light penetrates the six-story heaven.

Until the fire and sun dissipated, until Su Ming's figure was clearly revealed on the compass, his voice, as always, calmed, echoing the inside and outside of July.

"First, eighteen!"

At this moment, Su Ming has surpassed the moon smoke and has already entered the number of tactics equivalent to Chen, but this is obviously not the limit of Su Ming. He has to go beyond the 17th **** and march toward the 18th lap!

"Winter, autumn, spring and spring, this spring... I have never realized in the world of Sangxiang. Now I am here... I am also at a level where I can understand, my life is..." Complete at this moment.

My four days of shadow will also appear! "Sui Ming's look reveals the light that has not appeared for a long time. At this moment, after taking a deep breath, the roar of the compass roars, and the moment of the resurgence of all things, his whole person sits cross-legged on the compass."

"Spring, the shadow of the sky." Su Ming whispered a moment, his compass, immediately filled with a rich vitality. This vitality, in the blink of an eye, seems to make Su Ming look younger.

Everything is revival, this is spring and full of vitality, this is also spring, this is the first season of the four seasons, and the last one in the life of Su Ming!

This life, he once felt for a long time, until now, in this array of law, Su Ming finally explored the traces of spring, this is this kind of understanding. He paid too much, he experienced too much bitterness I feel too much sadness. This... I realized it, what is spring.

"My Osan has become an illusion..."

"My Jiufeng has been buried in the long river of memory..."

"My barbarians have also become traces since then..."

"My hometown, my true world, the three worlds where I am, have become a vain..."

"I was born in the realm of Sang Xiang's wings. But now, Sang Xiang is dead, everything has become a thing... I lost my family. I lost my brother, lost my grandfather, lost my lover." ······

I lost everything, lost my bald crane, lost all the most precious and cherished things in my life, such as losing my soul...

I, in the summer of the life, did not realize the spring, but returned to the winter, it is a cold of death, a long sleep of my soul, a kind of... I cover up the night when I sink into the night.

The reason why I like the night, I am willing to indulge in the night, because only in the dark, I can let my sorrow melt, only in the dark, I can not see all around, can I imagine in the shackles Every face in memory······

And at this moment, I finally understand why Chun Yuan is going, why is my life in the world of Sang Xiang always incomplete, because... the true meaning of spring is the only death After that, the cruelty that can bloom, this is spring, the so-called recovery of all things, I thought that my life is from death to life, but in fact, it contains everything.

There is no death, there is recovery, there is no life, there is life, this is spring... and my spring, will be the vitality in the night, will be the life of my Su Ming, ... · Spring, the shadow of the sky! "Su Ming's eyes suddenly opened, his right hand lifted forward and swiftly waved. Under this wave, the heavens and the earth roared, the black of the night sky descended on the earth, and the compass was covered, making this spring full of moments hidden in the moment. Outside the night, outsiders... can't see!

"My spring of Su Ming is hidden by the night, life is good, recovery is all right, in the dark night, I want to go or wake up according to my wishes, or sleep, because ···· ··Spring is good, summer is worth it, autumn is red, winter snow, you... are all under my night sky!” Su Ming’s body stood up, in the moment he got up, in this dark night, he Into the dark shadows instantly twisted, at the same time, in the vicinity of Su Ming, in addition to his two previous shadows, there are four blurred shadows again!

That is his ...·····Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter, the shadow of the four days!

"Nineteen, I..." is not awkward!" Su Ming got up at the same time, the words spread throughout the July sect, and his body fluttered from the compass and went straight to the fifth floor. go with.

After him, the night dissipated, dawn dawned, a new day...

Tomorrow is Monday, Tuesday, and the ears are again four! ! Tired has nothing to do, hand can also be used to make up for it, but the monthly ticket······ I believe that I have passed the road to see the friends in the hands, there must be, how can I fight?····· You can give me? You said!