Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 140: Visit An Dong
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The look of Su Ming has not changed. I sat peacefully under those looking at the mist in the distant world. Although the mist looks slightly thin, but because it spreads the endless range, I ca n’t see the end, I ca n’t help but give a fog. The sense of the sea.
This unique weather has never been seen by Su Ming. He has been in Wushan for more than ten years. Except for early morning, there are very few fogs, not to mention the heavy fog that covers the world today. .
"The Day of Eternal Creation ..." Su Ming lowered his head, his long hair covered his face, and sat there motionless, as if he was going to sleep again.
"Lord ... Master, the day when it was made forever, was when Three Tribes opened the Handan City channel, and now it is too late." "He Feng hesitated for a while, or whispered to open mouth.
Su Ming did n’t speak until half an hour passed, when the mist between the world and the earth became thicker, Su Ming raised his head, he slowly stood up from his knees, and stood on the top of the mountain, his hair was breeze Blowing, fluttering behind his head, revealing a faint scar on his face.
Looking at the mist between heaven and earth, Su Ming reached into his arms with his right hand. When he took it out, a black hooded gown appeared in the hand of Su Ming. After replacing his original pleated shirt, he got out of bag of holding, One more thing was taken out.
This thing is the black mask. Put this mask on your face.
At the moment when the mask was put on, the breath of Su Ming changed suddenly. If there were none, even if you did n’t feel it carefully, it would be hard to notice. The mask was dark, making the whole person of Su Ming look like, revealing a spooky and strange.
Ca n’t see his expression or his expression, only both eyes ’s coldly indifferent, leaked from the mask ’s both eyes. Coupled with today's Su Ming in a black robe, long hair and head are hidden in the robe. Only the mysterious mask outside has a mysterious feeling, and it floats up.
He Feng looked at the Su Ming at the moment and froze for a moment. He didn't know why. He always felt like this Su Ming, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he hadn't had time to think about it. Su Ming took a step forward.
When I came, at the speed of Su Ming, although I did n’t do my best, it also took the time of the last month. Now when I go back, in this vast fog, Su Ming only takes six days!
In six days, he returned to the area of Handan City from this closed place. Although he has not reached Handan City yet, it is not far away.
This way, the sky and earth are getting thicker and foggy. I ca n’t see too far away at this moment. All the hope is thick fog. In this misty day, the birds and beasts retired and seemed to dare not go out. .
The whole earth is silent, only the roaring sound of Su Ming is the only sound nearby.
It took another three days for Su Ming to rush towards Handan City, and its speed has made He Feng play a lot of guessing.
Three days later, Su Ming stood on the mountain where he first went to Handan City, looking at the looming Hanshan City in the fog, and the three mountains around it, Su Ming eyes flash, toward the peak where An Dong Tribe is located, Gone.
The peaks of An Dong Tribe are shrouded in mist, but they only cover the periphery, and the inside is much thinner and can be seen clearly.
This mountain is very large, towering above earth, plus the mist at the moment, it makes people look at the foot of the mountain, there is a small sense of its own, Su Ming stands under the peak of An Dong Tribe, raise the head looks at a long while, in front of him, there is A ten foot wide step spreads to the top of the mountain.
This is the only way to An Dong Tribe.
"Missed the appointment with Fang Mu, only came here." Su Ming withdrew his eyes, lowered his head, and walked towards the step.
Just at the moment when he had just stepped on the An Dong Tribe mountain steps, a powerful pressure came suddenly. This pressure is not the Barbarian Cultivator escaping, but the whole uphill pressure. At the same time, a The majestic voice slowly spread out from within the mountain.
"The visitors come to a halt! My An Dong is closed for one month, and all visitors are declined!"
Su Ming stopped, gazing calmly, looking at the steps leading to the top of the mountain in front of him, he could feel the pressure coming, which contained an undoubted majesty, if he defies this pressure, it is like Is the enemy of An Dong Tribe.
"Master ... Let ’s go, this is the power of An Dong Tribe ’s guardian Barbarian Statue, covering the whole mountain. At this moment during this eternal creation, An Dong Tribe must be guarded strictly, and no other people are allowed to come ... /
We still do n’t want to rush ... If Master wants to enter the channel of Handan City, the villain has a way to achieve what Master wants. "He Feng hastened to to open mouth, he clearly knows the power of Handan Three Tribes now, if he is replaced, he will never come here, but enter the Handan channel by other means.
"Master don't take risks, here ... can't break." He Feng saw that Su Ming didn't care about himself, and hurried again to to open mouth. He was afraid that Su Ming was young and had insufficient experience to break into An Dong Tribe. In his view, it was meaningless In fact, if you let yourself be disgraced, you might even anger An Dong Tribe, which is not worth the loss.
Su Ming is silent. After a long time, he looks away from that mountain level.
"I have my own decision." Su Ming slowly to open mouth, raised his footsteps, and walked towards the step.
At the moment when his footsteps fell second time, the mountain seemed to reverberate, and the majestic voice came out again.
"Hard trespassers, abandoning cultivation behavior, expelling Hanshan, and seeing how to do it yourself!"
The pressure of this majestic pressure gradually dissipated, but the majestic pressure from this mountain was suddenly huge, making the fog around them retreat.
"Master!" He Feng didn't understand and was about to persuade, but Su Ming's footsteps have taken another step, following the mountain steps step by step.
He Feng does not understand Su Ming. In He Feng ’s idea, quietly sneaking into the Handan Channel is the best way. This is related to his identity. He is unwilling to fully expose it and add more trouble to himself.
But Su Ming did n’t think so. Handan Three Tribes has held Handan City for hundreds of years. It has been unknown how many times it has entered this hidden place. This kind of thing is based on the defense between Three Tribes. impossible.
Not only is the number fixed, it is even possible to know each other, so that once there are people who do not know each other, in the sitting place, they will be besieged by everyone.
Once such a thing happens, it will become a dead enemy of Three Tribes, and this hidden behavior must be worse than Su Ming's An Dong Tribe now, especially after being found, it is equivalent to sending yourself into a dead end. Even if you can escape, even if you have a mask to hide your true identity, it is inevitable that you may be detected.
This is adventure!
This way, He Feng can choose, after all, he had a deal with Cold Child Fei before, and he was the only tribesmen stabbed by the Handan Department. Knowing that there are other ways to enter the sitting place, no one will be surprised, but Su Ming is an outsider after all. If he chooses this path, the danger is too great.
"Walk in there too, it's better to be upright than risking your head!" Su Ming eyes flash, with a determination, standing in the same place, he breathes deeply, toward the top of the mountain, heard his voice.
"Mo came to visit An Dong Tribe Patriarch."
His words blasted, spreading all around, and even reaching the top of the mountain, forming a lot of echoes that did not disperse for a long time.
The time slowly passed, and the pressure of the mountain suddenly disappeared. Su Ming smiled slightly, raised his footsteps, walked up, and walked step by step.
An Dong Tribe, is a medium tribes, which contains a lot of tribesmen, with mountains as the branches, spreading all around. Su Ming came all the way and saw a lot of An Dong Tribe tribesmen, these people looked at Su Ming one by one coldly, but did not step forward to stop.
Accurately speaking, this mountain has no peak. At the top of the mountain, it is flat. As the peak is cut off, there are buildings everywhere, surrounded by it, forming a medium tribes in the mountain.
There is also a large open area on the mountainside, and some buildings are built on the mountain, like entrenchment up to the top of the mountain.
And this is obviously not the only tribal place in An Dong Tribe. Standing here, through the fog outside the mountain, you can vaguely see the mountains in the distance, such places exist.
In front of Su Ming, there was a young man, Fang Mu. After seeing Su Ming, he was stunned. He had never seen the true face of Su Ming. At this moment, he saw this mask and hesitated.
"Senior Mo?" Fang Mu stepped back and looked at Su Ming, looking alert.
"Lead the way." The hoarse voice of Su Ming came out. Hearing this voice, Fang Mu sent a breath, his expression showed respect, and bowed his fist to Su Ming.
"Senior, last time you told me to look for you half a year later, but after I went, you weren't ..." Fang Mu said wronged to Su Ming while leading the way.
"Some things are delaying time, so I will come directly to your An Dong Tribe this time." Su Ming sounded with a smile, looking at tribesmen of An Dong Tribe and that strange building, Wushan was in my mind.
Along the way, many tribesmen greeted Fang Mu, full of goodwill, but when looking at Su Ming, they all came down to coldly indifferent.
Under the observation of Su Ming, he saw that there are a lot of Barbarian Cultivator in this tribesmen of An Dong Tribe, and those who reached the seventh layer of Blood Condensation Realm even more than Fengzhen.
It did n’t take long. Under the introduction and guidance of Fang Mu, he took Su Ming to a loft built in the mountain. This loft is more than ten feet high, with three floors, majestic and far away It looks like a huge beast head, roaring roaring toward sky.
"My dad is inside, he asked me to take my seniors here ..." Outside the attic, Fang Mu stopped and hesitated, then whispered to open mouth beside Su Ming.
"Senior, my aunt is back ... she is a god". "Fang Mu hasn't waited to finish, and immediately a hum of a man came from the attic.
Fang Mu discourse, a few steps back.
"Brother Mo, children are rude, please don't mind, please come in." From this loft, a middle-aged man who looks similar to Fang Mu in appearance looks at Su Ming with a smile. (To be continued)