Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 272: A game
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"Your creation?" Tian Xie Zi turned around, his eyes gleaming brightly, looking at Su Ming, although both eyes was calm and watery.
He looked at his fourth disciple and waited for his answer.
"Master, this is my creation." Su Ming glanced at the direction of the lizard Shaman Tribe and said slowly.
"I do n’t know much about the creation of First Senior Brother, but I can see that its cultivation technique ice and fire are mixed, ice is cold, and fire is hot, such as the two extremes. This fusion is not in line with common sense and is difficult to understand.
However, if the integration of the relevant things is successful, you can meditate. This is the creation of First Senior Brother. "Su Ming's gaze withdrew from the direction of lizard Shaman Tribe and landed on Tian Xie Zi.
Tian Xie Zi is silent for a moment, facing Su Ming's gaze.
"Your creation of First Senior Brother is the sound of making a roar."
"Clamour is noisy, and silence is silence. It is also a fusion of the two extremes. It is the same as ice, and fire, the same." Su Ming said calmly.
"Regardless of Second Senior Brother, he has a pair of forged hands. He creates the life of plants and trees during the day. At night, he destroys the life of plants and trees like a ruin, and uproots them." Su Ming murmured and echoed in the jungle.
"This is also two extremes, which is not in line with common sense. Creation and destruction, like life and death, the creation of Second Senior Brother is the fusion of life and death, the blend of creation and destruction."
Tian Xie Zi looks calm, but his heart is shaken. He did not expect that Su Ming was not very long in the Nine Peaks, but he was so aware and clear comprehension.
"Go on!" Tian Xie Zi slowly to open mouth.
"Third Senior Brother, its cultivation is still two extremes. The fusion of true and false ideas that are not in accordance with common sense is really its reality and false is its dream.
Reality and dream, trying to merge in the dream of drunken life, wandering between waking up and dreaming. If one day he truly wakes up ... its creation will be successful. "
"Master, is the disciple right?" Su Ming's eyes fell on Tian Xie Zi again, softly to open mouth.
"This is indeed the way you three Senior Brothers are going." Tian Xie Zi showed admiration and nodded.
"This is not." Su Ming's voice is weak, but extremely determined.
Tian Xie Zi frowned.
"This is the way the Master let them go ..." Su Ming shook his head.
"Because they cannot be understood, because they are extremely extreme, it seems to outsiders that people who are Nine Peaks are all weirdos. First Senior Brother is normally closed down all the year round because he rarely goes out, and other people do n’t know much.
Second Senior Brother plant flowers during the day and destroy them at night, this behavior ca n’t be explained by the word strange.
Third Senior Brother drunkenly dreams of death, often murmurs to bring people into dreams, after listening to people who do not understand, it is inevitable if they look crazy. These, because they are not in accordance with common sense, are different from others, and because they are not understood, they become the appreciation in the eyes of the master and become the evil of Tian Xie Zi in the name of the master! "
Su Ming said a word here.
Tian Xie Zi is silent.
"Master, this is yours" is not mine. "After two people in master and disciple were silent in the jungle for a while, Su Ming said softly.
"So what are you looking for?" Tian Xie Zi stared at Su Ming with a complex look.
"I don't know ..." Su Ming shook his head and glanced at the direction of the lizard Shaman Tribe again, his eyes fell on sky.
"If there is, I think, it should be ... Open your eyes." Su Ming closed her eyes.
"Open your eyes, what do you want to see?" Tian Xie Zi looked at Su Ming, and the complexity in his eyes became more and more intense. He looked at Su Ming, as if he had seen himself, and was facing his own. Master, although the words are different, but the same expression.
"Maybe it's for seeing the world that others can't see." Su Ming opened both eyes, and there was a bright awn in his eyes, and the light revealed perseverance and a firmness and pursue.
"What is it for seeing a world that others can't see?" Tian Xie Zi calms to open mouth, its voice contains strangeness, echoing around.
Su Ming is silent, and for a long time he looks to Tian Xie Zi.
"In order to see yourself ... the true self!" Su Ming murmured.
There is a smile on Tian Xie Zi's face, and that smile is getting more and more, and finally he laughs in the sky, and the smile turns back into the jungle and flutters straight above Nine Heavens.
"Okay, what you are pursuing is no longer an evil for teachers. If you open your eyes and see the world that others cannot see, it means that everyone in the world is drunk and wakes you up!
This is not evil, this is a state above evil, this is a kind of "... I don't know the name of life! Su Ming, if you really do one day, you must be mentally prepared, you may You will not tolerate this drunken world!
Because ... you woke up! "
Su Ming was shocked, looked at Tian Xie Zi, and nodded.
"Let ’s take you home for the teacher ..." Tian Xie Zi patted Su Ming ’s shoulders, his big sleeves flicked, and the wind rose from the sky, scrolling the master and disciple duo, went straight to sky, and disappeared This Shaman Clan is in the vast sky.
"But before I go home, I will take you to some places. After you read it, you will have a deeper understanding of the blood feuds of Shaman Clan and Barbarian Clan ... and you can open your eyes and see some more The world is ready. "Tian Xie Zi's voice should gradually dissipate with the silence of sky.
In Sky Mist barrier, on the edge of South Morning Barbarian Clan earth, there is a mountain rolling, there is a distortion on sky, from the twisted ripples, out of Tian Xie Zi and Su Ming.
"Look closely at this piece of earth and tell me what you see." Tian Xie Zi looked at the mountains below, and the sound passed into the ears of Su Ming.
The tiredness of Su Ming looks still, but the injury has been controlled. He looks at the place pointed by Tian Xie Zi. The mountains here are in a piece. At first glance, there is nothing surprising. The only thing is that there may be some depressions. The mountains are bare. No vegetation exists at all.
Su Ming frowned, and his body fell from midair, standing on this bare mountain, crouched down and grabbed a handful of Sand Earth on the mountain, and when he put it on his mouth, he both eyes exposed a ray of bright light.
"A touch of **** smell ..." Su Ming raise the head glanced around, and suddenly, in the blink of an eye, it condensed in one place.
There is a bleak place in the depression, and Sand Earth reveals the meaning of desolation.
With doubts, Su Ming came to this depression. Gradually, the look of Su Ming became dignified. He almost lifted up and pressed towards the earth, and there was a strong wind. The Sand Earth around the scroll became vortex, toward Around the spread, blow away the Sand Earth layer of this place.
It reveals some broken wooden piles, broken stone bowls buried under Sand Earth, and more ... has become brown human bones in the years.
Bone on the ground ...
Su Ming's gaze swept over the remaining bones around them. Some of these bones were thinner and thicker, until Su Ming's gaze finally settled on a more complete bone.
It was the bones of a child, with only the upper body and a lot of damage. In the bones of the child ’s hand, he seemed to hold something before he died, but now he is gone.
Su Ming's body was shocked, and he swiftly looked at the Tian Xie Zi of sky with raise the head.
"I used to be a tribe ..."
"A larger small tribes, there are roughly more than 700 people, of which Barbarian Cultivator is less than forty, and the rest are ordinary tribesmen or young children.
Three hundred years ago, Sky Mist barrier lost its first battle, and some Shaman Clan entered the earth of Barbarian Clan. This tribe was the one killed by them.
All men, women, children, young people, all brutally killed! "
Su Ming lowered his head and looked at the child's bones, silent.
"From here to the east, you can see such destroyed tribes along the way, there are more than forty ... There are those that were slaughtered three hundred years ago, and some are longer."
Su Ming took a step forward, and at a fast speed, then went straight to Dongfang, followed by Tian Xie Zi, and no longer to open mouth all the way, he watched the Su Ming gallop, walked everywhere and became a ruin Tribe.
As time goes by, every time Su Ming walks through the ruins, his look will be a lot gloomy. When the whole day passes, Su Ming stands on a plain, the sky clouds are filled, he stands there, under his feet The grass of earth is flourishing, but it can't hide the blood and killing that used to be here.
"This is just a part ..." Tian Xie Zi walked to Su Ming, calm to open mouth.
"In the Sky Mist barrier of Land of South Morning, there are many such tribes that have been slaughtered. For thousands of years, they have formed a deadly hatred with Shaman Clan, and they will never die" ... "
"Shaman Clan ... very strong." Su Ming closed his eyes and said softly after a long time.
"This is the truth." Tian Xie Zi looked back at the distant world.
"Then so-called Sky Mist Shaman Hunt ..." Su Ming hesitated.
"At Shaman Clan, they call this event every ten years as a savage." The answer to Su Ming is Tian Xie Zi on the side.
The pupils of Su Ming both eyes shrink, this simple two-bit, word, **** breath reveals, it is not a substitute for killing 10 people, killing 100 people, killing thousands of people, this is a kind of implication In these two words, the killing of people makes people think, listen, you can feel a share of malevolent aura.
"If agreed with each other, kill every ten years ...". "Su Ming eyes flash, look at Tian Xie Zi.
Tian Xie Zi looked at Su Ming for a long time and nodded.
"This is a game."
"Game?" Su Ming looked at the grassland at his feet and smiled.
"Both sides of the game have been doing this for thousands of years or even longer, because they have their own purposes. As for what purpose, you can find the answer yourself.
Now, tell me, do you still want to participate in the battle of Sky Mist Shaman Hunt? "Tian Xie Zi turned around and walked towards sky.
Su Ming stood there for a while, turned to Changhong, and came to the Master waiting in the air.
"The battle of Sky Mist, I will participate in ... as South Morning, to play this game ... in the eyes of others." Su Ming's voice was calm, and they became two Changhongs with Tian Xie Zi, towards Sky Cold Sect The direction is getting farther and farther until it disappears into the world. (To be continued)