Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 880: Ligui Elephant Scale
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There may be only one kind of light in ordinary times.
But at the moment, in Su Ming's eyes, light is divided into two types, one is the domineering of strong light, and the other is the softness of the weak mans.
The glory of Sun and Moon Statue reflects the entire secret room, so that every position of this room is covered by light. Overbearing and softness are not intertwined, but the center of the place where Su Ming is located is divided into two semicircles. .
One is overbearing, and the other is soft like water.
The both eyes with the closed Su Ming also appeared in two different colors, making his body seem to be dispersed at this moment, with the tip of his nose as the center, and the body became two different. Strong dark light.
Su Ming hands palms up, put it on the knees, and Dao Kui Mountain in the right hand, at this moment in this light, I gradually have a feeling as if I were alive, the ghost is becoming more and more terrible, its ghost claw On the bat, there were bursts of roar.
A moment later, Da Kuishan ’s fierce ghost raise the head, the whole body was twisted, and he suddenly floated from Da Kui Mountain, his body was like mist, surrounding the Su Ming, walking between the strong light and the weak mans, look Very weird.
Su Ming looks the same as usual, still closing his eyes. Tai Ping You Elephant on his left hand also roared at this moment, slowly decomposing, and transformed into an illusory shadow of an elephant and a scale. Swim together.
"The power of so long as you believe, then it exists appears!" Su Ming both eyes suddenly opened and closed. In his eyes, bright light suddenly had a kind of light to be integrated into the strength and weakness of this chamber, becoming the third illusion of light here.
At the moment he opened both eyes, Dao Kui ghost walking beside Su Ming. Yang Tian made a hissing sound. In his hissing, he lifted his left hand violently, grabbed the scale that was also walking around him.
The scale was in his hands, as if at this moment the ghost was transformed into a flat scale. At the same time that he picked up the scale, Tai Ping You Elephant turned into a Changhong. It naturally appeared on the weighing pan.
All of this is slow to say, but the real process is to complete the data, and the look of the ghost is no longer grim. Instead, with a touch of majesty, he grabbed the bat with a sharp grasp of his right hand. Hang it on the weighing pole.
At the moment he completed this action, what appeared in front of Su Ming was a Elephant Scale picture of Li Gui!
The bat is awesome!
Everything is so perfect, the perfect Su Ming can't find any flaws, as if it should be like this.
"There are two bodies in the elephant, one is the body of the real Tai, and the other is the illusion of emptiness and flatness!" The vague voice buzzed from the mouth of the ghost.
"The reality of Elephant Scale, the venerable of the Taoism. It is not the power of the spirit first. The quantity of the image is virtual, like the fantasy of the scene, it can be weighed ... This image is three breaths!"
The image of Li Ghost Elephant Scale was transformed into two Changhongs after being held in front of Su Ming for about three breaths. Straight to the Su Ming both eyes, where the brutal ghosts and bats weighed into the left eye of Su Ming, disappeared.
Tai Ping You Elephant and the steelyard scale entered Su Ming right eye and disappeared in a flash.
Su Ming was shocked.
"Trust me ..." Su Ming murmured, both eyes was cloudy. He really felt the power contained in both eyes at this moment, because this power is now a strong voice in his mind.
The voice is of supreme majesty, such as roaring and roaring, the voice is constantly echoing, Su Ming does not feel the danger, and there is no spiritual implication, prepare possession, this is a kind of as if left in the years, I don't know the voice of thousands of years ago.
This sound cannot be heard at ordinary times. It appears only in the light of Sun and Moon Statue, when Da Kui Li Gui and Tai Ping You Elephant belong to a person at the same time, and is pushed by Power of Divine Essence to expand the screen of Na Li Gui Elephant Scale .
Alternatively, the image of Nagki Elephant Scale is the core of Three Gateways Sky, and the strange power that Su Ming desires in Three Gateways Sky ... is hidden in this Elephant Scale screen ... That sentence, three words!
The voice of "Trust me ..." keeps echoing, making Su Ming feel obsessed.
Use an unreal picture to store a sound, and use Three Gateways Sky to cover up the picture. The sound, these three words, are the core and the source of the strange power.
"Unexpectedly, the power that made me cling to ... it just evolved from this sentence." Su Ming both eyes flashed in a faint light. At this moment, he looks very strange, and his muttered voice seems to bring With a sense of emptiness.
"The vicissitudes of this sentence ... And with just one sentence, such a powerful force can be condensed. It is definitely not ... sun and moon can do it!
I am afraid that the origin of Three Gateways Sky must be before the second **** of sun and moon, or ... This is an existence that is even older than the second **** of sun and moon, the treasure he left behind! "Su Ming's heart was beating a few times faster, and his both eyes, with his hands on his knees, slowly tried to hold it from the open.
"This force needs to be understood, and Yujia Old Ancestor has found some experience from it, so I can expand this force slightly ... I can feel that if I can hold it with both hands, this time my body In addition, the strong and weak light is re-absorbed into the body, then ... I can succeed. "
Su Ming's hands slowly clenched their fists, and the light in this chamber immediately twisted violently, as if the light had turned into a ray of light, which was condensing rapidly from all directions towards Su Ming's hands.
Time passes slowly, and it is just a day.
On this day, Su Ming did not blink in the slightest. At the same time, the glare in his eyes became stronger and stronger. At the same time, the edge around the secret room had turned dark from the previous light.
It seems that this secret room is very strange, as if the light is confined to a certain area, and it is clearly separated from the dark pitch around it. If there is a boundary, separate them.
Su Ming Here, his face flashed brightly and darkly, and countless bloodshot lines could be seen faintly in the both eyes glare. His body seemed calm, but deep inside his heart, if there were storms and waves, the sound was still there Continue, echoing again and again, roaring and roaring in the mind of Su Ming again and again.
At the beginning, this voice didn't reappear after a long time, but now, it seems to have been connected together in Su Ming's mind, constantly whirling.
"Trust me ... Trust me ... Trust me ..."
There is no fluctuation in the vicissitudes of the sound. It has replaced the thinking of Su Ming and the consciousness of Su Ming, as if his body is empty at this moment. Only that sentence is constantly spread.
All this may seem dangerous, but in fact Su Ming knows that this danger is not high, and his vigilance has never diminished in any way. This is an insight, once obtained from the voice left over from this ancient time Sentiment.
If he succeeds, he can gain the power contained in this sentence. If he fails, then it is just failure.
The time has passed again for a whole day. Su Ming has been meditating cross-legged in this dense room for two days. The sound in his mind now seems to have a state of dissipation from the outside, as he has an infinite echo Re-condensation.
Until the third day passed, the voice in Su Ming's mind finally completed the process from spread to re-condensation, and again became a sentence.
"Trust me ..."
This sentence, in Su Ming, sounds different from everything he has heard before. Although he ca n’t tell the specific difference, but at the moment when the voice reverberates, Su Ming's mind roars violently.
In this roar, his consciousness was momentarily distorted, as if his soul was forcibly pulled into that strange world by that sentence.
This is a broken sky. The sky is dark blue. It is rapidly collapsing. The rumbling loud noise echoes between the sky. A beam of light can be seen, piercing through the sky with a piercing roar, Wherever it passed, the space shattered and sky collapsed.
Especially after this beam of light fell on earth, a ring-shaped impact was formed immediately, sweeping down the surroundings, and the earth layers shattered.
As if it were an eschatology, heaven and earth are being destroyed.
"Trust me ..." At this moment, a magnificent voice was suddenly uploaded from this earth. At a glance Su Ming, he immediately saw the earth that was cracking and undulating. Standing alone on the mountain peak!
This is a young man with white hair wearing a blue shirt. His appearance looks very ordinary. There are no surprises in the ordinary, but there is a strong meaning of vicissitudes in his body. .
It seems as if he has experienced too many stories in his life, giving him a shock that cannot be explained but can be forgotten for a lifetime.
He was standing on the top of the mountain with his hands on his back. His both eyes showed sorrow. His clothes were blown by the wind. His white hair fluttered with the wind. He seemed to be looking at sky, his voice echoed.
"Trust me ..."
Su Ming shook his mind. He looked at the man, and even saw the collapsed earth in front of the man. He bowed down to the countless creatures. These creatures trembling, obviously afraid of the collapse of the world, But none of them got up and fled.
They looked at the white-haired man, as if the man ’s words were a kind of faith and a supreme respect for them.
"Someone once said to me, believers, that the world is decayed and I am immortal, the world is annihilated and I am not annihilated ... Today, I tell you ...
Trust me ... "
The heart of Su Ming shook his heart, and everything in front of him suddenly shattered at this moment, becoming countless fragments, and those fragments slowly disappeared in front of him.
Su Ming "opened" his eyes, or, he had opened his eyes, this time it was the soul that opened.
It's still a secret room, it's dark all around ... Only in his hands, the sun in the left hand is the domineering light, the right hand is the weak and soft moon, and all the light in the secret room is condensed in the hands of Su Ming.
"I understand," Su Ming showed a touch of vicissitudes on his face. If you look closely, the vicissitudes ... are somewhat similar to the white man. (To be continued)