MTL - Pursuit of the Truth-Chapter 1425 Two big white dogs (second more)

For a moment, with Su Ming's enlightenment, he picked up the right hand of the axe and lifted it up. Like this month, he went to chop firewood, and the thin and thin monk who locked in his eyes, cut off the axe through the distance.

This axe was cut off, Su Ming was calm and could not afford to undulate, as if all his consciousness had been integrated into the axe. In this calmness, the fall of the axe suddenly made the world seem to be shocking. It seems that the sky In this moment, all collapsed!

That is about to catch the fatter monk against the spirit of the pearl, the unprecedented shrinkage of the eyes, revealing a shocking moment, he did not hesitate to quickly retreat, but the thin and thin monk locked by Su Ming, his body is standing, there is a kind A strong crisis of life and death, the suddenness of this crisis made him feel that it was impossible to appear at all, or that this crisis could not be the result of the three emperors who were just a spiritually savvy!

He didn't even have time to think about it. He couldn't even rise up in his mind. When a scream of screams came out of his mouth, with the fall of the axe, his right arm and body separated from each other.

The blood erupted, this scene shocked the fatter monk, but also made this thin and slim monk completely change, revealing the stunned, while the body quickly reversed, looking at Su Ming has already been horrible, but soon, his The eyes suddenly fell on the axe in the hands of Su Ming!

The fatter monk also reacted in an instant, staring straight at the axe in the hands of Su Ming.

"You, you, have you chopped wood, and suffocated the old man." At this moment, the door of the house was pushed open, and the old man wearing a small squat out of the anger, not looking at the moment. The two powerful monks in the sky went straight to Su Ming and took the axe in the hands of Su Ming.

"Waste, how good a dogleg, wasted, wasted, you look at the old man, I will teach you once again, chopping wood, to cut it!" The old man stunned Su Ming and raised his right hand. With an axe, on the sky, one fat and one thin two monks contracted with each other, and the axe fell.

At this moment, the sky seems to be gone. In the chaos, it seems that there are countless stern shackles, and the earth is not there. It is turned into an abyss of hell. The moment of the chaos of the heavens and the earth, the thin and thin monk reveals the most frightening of his life. The look of sorrow seems to be drowning his life.

His body trembled, his eyes showed a strong fear. Su Ming saw it, as the old man’s axe lifted up, as if there was an indescribable breath in the world, this breath is familiar with Su Ming. He thought that in this ancient country of burial, no one has the will!

The power of this will, the magnitude of its will exceeds Su Ming’s too much, and this will, at the moment of its appearance, is in the moment of the monk’s body, the monk’s body, and there is a scene... Maybe others can’t see it. Talents who have the will to see can see things!

That is a round complex, like a tactical method, a life composed of silky white gas!

This life is full of runes, each of which represents a memory of this person, in the moment of the appearance of the life, the old man's axe... Fallen!

He didn't go to the body of this thin and thin monk, but... He was on the fate of this thin and thin monk.

There was no violent roar, nothing stunning, this simple axe, scratching the fate of this thin and slim monk, smashing the runes inside it, making this life at this moment... as if Combine it until it is twisted, and as the old man’s axe is completely smashed, this life is completely distorted and disappears into the head of the thin and thin monk.

At the same time, the thin and thin monk trembled and his body was distorted. In the incredible look and indescribable horror, his body made a slight scream, as if he was completely squatted in his throat until When the body fell and twisted in the yard, the clothes fell off, and the whole person... turned into a white-skinned dog!

A bark, as if it was suppressed for a long time, when it finally came out, Su Ming saw the white dog's eyes, showing a strong fear, as well as the body's trembling.

This is a white-legged dog with only three legs!

At this moment, the fatter monk in the sky, his fear is several times stronger than the one who became a white-skinned dog. His body trembled and his body retreats, and he must be desperate to escape. He did not expect it. In this ordinary mountain village, there is actually a strong person who makes him feel awkward!

The strength of this person, in his view must be a big heaven, but he did not understand, because even if it is the big heaven in the Zongmen, it seems that there is no such thing that can make people become the supernatural power of the beast!

It can be seen from his cultivation that this is not a simple illusion, and even this is not a illusion at all. This is a change from the source of life. It is to let the thin and thin monk completely change from the source of life to the livestock. ! !

This is the root of his fear. At this moment, there is no magic weapon for sorrowful Su Ming in this monk's mind. There is no more murderous killing of Su Ming. His only thought is to flee in desperation! In this gallop, he has already torn open nothing, has already taken a half step.

"I saw it, this is the chopping wood, hey, I am a good old man." The old man proudly lifted his chin! When the right hand axe lifted up, the farther has entered the void, the body is about to dissipate the monk, stunned A trip.

"This fat dog can't let it run. I still have to keep the housekeeper when I am old. When I am hungry, I can still beat the tooth festival." The old man’s words, the monk who has already entered the emptiness, the whole body is fierce The body turned back and rolled back, and fell into the yard. When the body twisted, when it made a whimper, it became a big white dog.

His body trembled, and when he looked at the old man, the fear in his eyes was never seen in his life.

"See it, can't see it, see it." The old man pointed to the two white dogs, looking at Su Ming, a serious face.

"Chopping wood, this is the chopping wood, hey, you know how many people in this ancient burial country would rather lick the toes of the old man, you have to come to me to cut a day of wood, or if you saw me in the ancient baby I have been to some places where the wind and snow are coming, so that the old man is very comfortable, I will not help him.

Remember, cut wood, go down with an axe, if you look at firewood, then you cut wood, but if you don't look at it, maybe you are not cutting firewood.

Too messy, the old man I have never had any apprentices, nor can I teach people, you can slowly find out. Remember, there are three realms for cutting wood. The first of these three realms is to cut people. The second one is to cut wood. The third one is to cut down all the wood or people you can’t look good. The old man scratched his head and said that he felt confused for a long time. He simply threw the axe to the ground and turned and walked toward the house.

As he was about to enter the house, he suddenly stepped forward and turned his head slightly to face Su Ming. This way, he seems to be different again, with less cynicism and more vicissitudes of years.

"Su Ming." He slowly opened his mouth and his voice was old.

Su Ming has been somewhat enlightened by the words of the old man. When he looks up, he looks at the old man.

"Give these two dogs a name, if you are not honest, you will kill him, and my grandfather can drink dog broth tomorrow." After that, the old man went deep into the house.

In the yard, the rain was still there, and the two white dogs trembled at the moment, shivering in the rain.

Su Ming ignored the two big dogs, but picked up the axe and returned to the wooden shed. He looked at the axe and showed his contemplation. His look is calm, but in fact, in Su Ming's heart, it has already set off a big wave.

He never doubted the cultivation of the old man, but he never thought that the action of cutting wood can reach such an amazing degree. This is beyond all magical techniques.

"斩命格······" Su Ming blinked, he couldn't forget the scene before, even in his opinion, this is not what the monk can do, it has become a kind of creation!

"Muhua······" Su Ming murmured, his eyes fell on the two big white dogs in the yard. When he was indulged, his right hand was lifted up, and immediately the clothes and storage bags belonging to the two big white dogs in the yard. They all flew to Su Ming here.

"You call Dabai!" Su Ming pointed to the fatter white dog.

"You call it three white!" Su Ming's eyes fell on the three-legged white-skinned dog.

These two dogs are silent, and their looks are sad. In this rain, they seem to be unable to do anything except shivering. The body's cultivation has been sealed after being turned into a livestock. At this moment, it is alive. It is better to die.

That kind of humiliation, the kind of fear, let these two white dogs, at this moment, look sad, with grief and indignation.

They are not dogs. They are monks. They are a kind of elders. They can call the rain in the ancient country of burial. They are even standing at the peak, but now...·····

This contrast makes them simply unacceptable.

"If you want to die, you can't die. If you want to come, even if you are dead, there are ways to let you continue to reincarnate as a guard dog here. If you can be loyal, then maybe after some years, I will pray to the old man and give it to you. Re-emergence as a monk." Su Ming faintly opened.

"Give you a night of time to consider." Su Ming finished, looked down at the axe in his hand and fell into meditation.

I saw some words in the group today, I can pretend not to see it. After all, this is very good for me, but I can't do it! I can't pretend to be invisible! Some of my heartfelt words, here and everyone, originally meant to be placed in a leaflet, but lest anyone say it as a show, or send it here.

The monthly ticket, I was moved by the outbreak to everyone to vote for the monthly vote, I do not want to bring a burden to everyone because of my competition for the month, do not raise funds!

For the monthly ticket, you can win and lose, and you will win or lose. I don’t want to win the monthly ticket, lose everything, and lose everyone.

Everyone is the heaviest! As long as every friend can feel the blood in this November, it will be enough!

Ears and fists, deep worship!