MTL - Pursuit of the Truth-Chapter 1422 Small, stay.

The stars gradually disappeared, and the night sky gradually dissipated, making the night sky slowly fade away! When the afternoon was over, the whole people who were buried in the ancient times also woke up with the changes of the sky.

As if the previous nine-channel sound, for these people, never know, as if it is just a strange - sleep...

In July, the figure of Su Ming in the sky, with the convergence of its cultivation, gradually drifted down, and it is precisely at this moment that the monks who were scattered in July were also awe. When I looked at Su Ming, I returned to Zongmen.

Among those eyes, there are inner disciples and those elders, and one of them is Lancome.

At the same time, Gutai and other great elders also turned into Changhong, and came to Su Ming's side. Among these people, Xu Zhongfan's look was excited. As for others, most of them looked at Su Ming. A touch of respect.

They respect the strong, even if Su Ming is just a spiritual place at the moment, but he knocked out the ninth channel sound, which means that one day, this Su Ming, he can enter the dream world he dreamed of. .

In the same way, they can imagine that it will take a long time for other sects to come to this, and to find the July alliance to negotiate alliances. After all, it is the monk in each sect. A shortcut to break through!

The temptation of this matter, despite the great cost and even the danger of degeneration, is enough to make too many people willingly, after all, even if it is a long time, it can not be compared with the breakthrough!

After all, true longevity is a desire for those who can't get it, but for those who can touch, what they are more eager for is another step in the path of spiritual practice.

Because, the road is heavy! Only with such an attitude can we reach the realm of their present, as for those who are desperate, who feel that life is more important than the Tao, they are destined to be unable to step into the realm of these people. in.

There have been people who have heard the words, and died on the eve of life. No matter where it is, no matter in which world, as long as there is a monk here, then it will become an attitude!

Therefore, for Su Ming, including the ancient Taizong, at this moment, it is in the look, showing the meaning of respect. Just like those who used to be in the sound of Su Ming’s life, the Shuramen strong around them. Abandoning the shot, this respectful attitude is respectable.

"The old man did not think that you... actually knocked out the ninth sound!" Gutai looked at Su Ming, after a long time, the hustle and hoarse voice came out.

He just didn't think that Su Ming could really do it, but other big elders didn't even think about it at all. Su Ming would actually choose to knock out the ninth sound. He said Su Ming in the cold, and suddenly he understood. · Why the ancient elders of Gutai are so concerned about Su Ming, perhaps... He does not care about the identity of the other three emperors, but... this person!

Su Ming shook his head. Without opening, he looked at the sky in the distance. The sigh of the ninth sound was a wound that the outsiders would never understand. There is nothing to show off in the ninth tone. Su Ming is more hopeful here. ···· I have never been able to pronounce the sound of life, because then there may be no injury, because there is no injury, it means the ninth peak, Ah Gong, all the familiar faces, they are still Your own side.

Yes, there is no such thing in the world.

"The old man will take you to see a person, if this person can recognize you, then... As long as you find the star whip, the battle for the dispute after three hundred years, your grasp will be even bigger!" Looking at Su Ming, the look is decisive, apparently the person he said in his mouth, even if he is also easily reluctant to bother.

Even from the dignity in his mouth, it can be seen that this person is absolutely unusual!

"If he approves you, you can stay with him, so that the whole ancient funeral country can hurt you in front of him, only two people!

However, this person is eccentric, elusive, can let him recognize you, depends on your creation... Fortunately, you knocked out the ninth tone, and this matter will be more important to him. ”

"Who is this person?" Su Ming took back the look of the distance and looked at Gutai.

"When he approves you, you will guess." Gutai was silent for a moment, slowly opening.

Su Ming did not speak.

"Let's go, if you can stay there, you don't have to pay attention to the July sect. There are old people here to find the place where the stars whip is!" When Gutai opened, Su Ming was slightly indulged, right hand When he was lifted up, he had a jade slip in his hand. After pinching it, he closed his eyes slightly. When he opened it in a moment, he handed the jade to Gutai.

"Here, I was in the Stars and got a clue."

Gutai took over the jade, and after collecting it, he looked at Su Ming deeply, and his sleeves were turned into a long sleeve. His body immediately turned into Changhong and went to the air. Su Ming’s look was as usual, and his eyes turned around. When he saw Xu Zhongfan, he held a fist and worshipped it. This worship immediately made Xu Zhongfan smile more on his face.

Subsequently, Su Ming body swayed, turned into Changhong with Gutai, went straight to the distance ················································································· People... In Su Ming’s view, he is always a person of this world, not his familiarity.

With the distance, Gutai's feet tumbling, it seems to be able to shuttle nothing, with Su Mingsha disappeared without a shadow, not much time .....

Between a group of mountains, on the edge of a jungle, Gutai’s figure emerged from nothingness. Behind him was Su Ming. Su Ming did not speak all the way. Gu Tai did not speak there. He looked dignified and walked in front. Until the outbreak of this jungle, Su Ming already saw that Gutai is here to respect the people who are about to see, a kind of respectful.

Otherwise, with his cultivation and identity, it will not be apparently in the other's area, not flying, but walking.

Until he got out of this jungle, Su Ming saw a village between the mountains. This village is not big. There are only a few hundred houses, and there are hundreds of people.

At this moment, at noon, the smoke and smoke, and the sound of children playing and playing, made it look like it was full of peace, such as far from the bustling, faded color, revealing a kind of simplicity.

The small road between the villages, paved with gravel, looks very ordinary, just the flowers and plants on the roadside, as if it is exceptionally beautiful here, making the atmosphere here full of vitality.

Apparently there were few outsiders in this village, so Gu Tai and Su Ming came to the attention of the children who played. They laughed and ran behind Su Ming and looked at them with curiosity.

The clothing of Su Ming and Gu Tai seems to be incompatible with this place, so that the adults in those villages are also vigilantly summoning their own children back.

Until the figure of Gutai, in the courtyard of the first house in the east of the village, stopped, and there was a sound of snoring in the yard, which was the sound of cutting wood.

"The younger generation Gutai, when the seniors had said that they could come to see each time between the younger generations, this time the opportunity, the younger generation is now."

With the introduction of the ancient Thai sound, the sound of chopping wood gradually stopped, and the yard was quiet. For a long time, the threshold of the yard opened, and Su Ming saw a gray hair standing in the door, some embarrassing old man.

The old man is full of old hands, his eyes are a bit muddy, his body is thin and thin, as if the wind is blowing, he can fall down. It looks very old, but it seems that there is still a lot of strength. Otherwise, he can't cut wood.

"Seeing the seniors, disturbing, please also ask the seniors to blame." Gutai looked reverent and bowed to the old man.

Su Ming is silent, has no openings, but also holds a fist.

"There are no predecessors here, there are guests to visit, come in." The old man's dim eyes did not go to see Gutai and Su Ming, turned the door and turned, walked back to the yard, sat on a wooden pier

Gu Tai low claimed that after stepping into the yard, he did not feel that the ground was dirty, and he sat directly at the side of the old man. Su Ming followed him and sat on the ground.

When Su Ming and Gu Tai sat down, the old man picked up a cigarette bag from the side of the ground. After rubbing the ground, he took a sip on his mouth and did not speak, as if Su Ming and Gu Tai did not exist.

Gu Tai's look did not reveal the slightest intolerance, sitting quietly there, and said nothing.

Time passed slowly until the sky was getting late. When the moonlight fell on the earth, the old man put down his cigarette bag and slowly got up and turned and walked toward the house.

Gu Tai sighed and stood up. After bowing to the old man, he looked at Su Ming again.

"Let's go." Gutai turned and walked toward the courtyard door. Su Ming looked like usual. During this half-day time, he sat there, and there was no fluctuation in his heart. At this moment, he got up and did not recognize the old man. There was a slight change in the look, but when the two of them were about to leave the courtyard door, behind them, there was a hoarse voice of the old man.

"Well? How come, old can go, small... There is no eyesight price this afternoon, firewood is there, my old man can't be naked, you are so young, you don't cut wood."

At the moment when the voice of the old man came out, the look of Gutai suddenly showed a surprise. He immediately turned around and walked through the courtyard door to see Su Ming who had not yet left.

"You have an answer in your heart." Gutai slowly opened his mouth, smiled on his face, turned around, stepped on the moonlight, and walked toward the night sky.

Su Ming stood there for a moment, and the look calmly closed the door of the yard. Under the moonlight, in the courtyard of the house, there was no sound of firewood burning in the afternoon. In the company of the moonlight, it continued to spread.

砰, 砰, 砰...

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Tomorrow, the ear is four! !