Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 253: That threshold!
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Tian Lan Meng frowned, she was a little ignorant about Su Ming's words, but she could think about it carefully, but it was still a little vague and not very clear.
"What is meant just to open your eyes?" The long-haired woman Tian Lan Meng asked quietly after a moment of contemplation.
Su Ming looked at the woman in front of her and suddenly raised her right hand and waved it out of thin air. Her fingertips passed over the mountain beside her, and bursts of ice flew at the end of the ice. A blooming flower.
The flower contains a kind of vitality that can be felt at a glance, and even at a glance, some of it can't be distinguished whether it is an ice portrait, or whether the flower exists in the ice.
"You come to copy." Su Ming lowered his hand and said calmly.
Tian Lan Meng eyes flash, looking at the flowers on the glacier, Jade and his hand raised a finger, and passed a few strokes, and immediately on the glacier, another ice flower appeared.
The two flowers look the same, and it is almost impossible to see the difference between the **** and the shape.
"Do you understand?" Su Ming looked at Tian Lan Meng.
The long-haired woman frowned, and after a while, she shook her head.
Su Ming raised his right hand again. This time he was very simple. He pointed a finger at the rock next to him and poked a small hole in the rock. The edge of the hole was cracked and spread several times.
"You come to copy." Su Ming's words are still calm.
Tian Lan Meng looked at the small hole in the mountain after Su Ming raised his finger, and remained silent for a long time. When raise the head looked at Su Ming, his eyes became complicated.
"You are always copying." Su Ming looked at the woman and said slowly.
"Because you think that God is the Tao, what you are looking for is ethereal things, so you can copy everything, because you feel that you are naturally in the pursuit of the Tao.
I do n’t know, what the Tao is ... "But according to the meaning of your discourse, I can understand that although the Dao is ethereal, it exists, and it exists in this heaven and earth, perhaps in a grass, a tree, a There is a Dao between the flowers and stones.
What I am looking for is not a Tao, but a wish for my heart and a **** for my environment, to open my eyes and draw my wish ... So, I can draw, and you can only copy. "
Tian Lan Meng is silent for a long time, her eyes are more complicated, looking at Su Ming.
"If all the people in this world are drunk, and you wake up alone, it means that all people in the world wake you up and sleep alone ..." Tian Lan Meng murmured, she suddenly understood why all the people in Nine Peaks have ordinary people Understand the blame.
"For the same stroke, I drew the sword that exists in my heart and belongs to me, and you are just copying my stroke. Some things, you can copy, some things, you copy. No way. "Su Ming stood up, holding the wood chip in his hand, turning it over to reveal the back.
"I came here to answer these questions for you to ask you something. Now, it seems that you don't need to ask anymore, you don't understand." Su Ming sighed and turned away.
"Su Ming!" While Su Ming turned around, suddenly there was a magnificent momentum behind him, Tian Lan Meng Yuan slowly stood up, she looked at Su Ming, and she had perseverance in her eyes.
"I ca n’t see the painting on the back of this piece of wood, but I can feel it. If you want to know the origin of this piece of wood, I can also tell you, but I want to know that there are some things you said, I Can't copy what it means! "
"Do you really want to know?" Su Ming stepped in without a look back, calm to open mouth.
"If you can help me, Jinshi, Barbarian God changes, Sky Cold Sword, I will send you all!" Tian Lan Meng said, raising his right hand and waving, immediately the three boxes went straight to Su Ming and landed in Su Ming Beside.
"If you can only say, but can't do it, then I won't be embarrassed for you, you can leave with the wood chip, but the price is that you have to promise me a condition, can't refuse." Tian Lan Meng looks back as usual, A touch of to open mouth.
Su Ming was silent for a moment, turned around, and swung his big sleeves. The three boxes on the ground were immediately put away by him. Looking at Tian Lan Meng, Su Ming lifted his right hand toward the mountain next to it, and flicked it with one finger.
The rock shook, and a faint trace appeared on it. The trace looked like a stroke, like a sword, a sad feeling, and it suddenly emanated from it.
Tian Lan Meng did not speak, she only glanced at it, and Benia and her hand lifted away with one finger, and suddenly, a copy of the painting that was exactly the same as that of Su Ming, appeared in that place. On the mountain stone.
Su Ming's right hand moved again. This time, he made ten strokes in a row, each of which appeared to be the same, but in fact they were completely different. They fell on the rocks one by one, making the rocks roar.
Tian Lan Meng looks calm, almost at the same time as the Su Ming is drawn, and then follows the copy. When the ten strokes of Su Ming are paused, next to it, the same ten strokes are copied, and it suddenly appears.
Su Ming's right foot stepped towards earth, and the whole person suddenly lifted into the sky. In the midair, he closed his eyes and lifted his right hand toward the seventh peak, drawing with a stroke.
Ten strokes, one hundred strokes, one thousand strokes ... With the right hand drawing of Su Ming, the entire seventh peak has vibrated. On the surface of this mountain, a long mark suddenly appeared. It ’s all ignited by Su Ming.
Each stroke looks the same, but in fact, it is completely different.
The body of Tian Lan Meng also took off, and beside Su Ming, his right hand was lifted up, and it was copied one by one. Although each of the strokes was different, it was able to achieve this effect under its copy.
With the two painting one by one and copying by one, the entire seventh peak vibrated. The roaring sound caused all the disciples of this peak to vibrate. raise the head saw it.
At this moment, on this seventh peak, there was an old lady wearing a white robe, gazing at the Su Ming and Tian Lan Meng in midair.
Thousands of brush stroke, Su Ming did n’t stop, and he painted calmly again, which was not difficult for him. The number of pens he painted on the drawing board during this period was far more than it is now. To paint, use this mountain as the screen, one thousand, three thousand, five thousand, seven thousand ...
The sketch, the inconsistency, gradually made the Tian Lan Meng on the side slow in the speed of copying. She gradually seemed to have some randomness that could not be rooted in Su Ming, because she was copying, The Su Ming is in the hands of the letter.
One draws what he wants, and the other is to copy it.
With the passage of time, Su Ming has drawn 10,000 strokes in this continuous drawing, and he has not stopped, as if he was completely immersed in the painting, the strokes outlined, on this seventh peak, such as Spread like a world.
On the seventh peak, those female disciples, under the shock of this peak, witnessed the strange comparison of Su Ming and Tian Lan Meng on sky, and their looks changed one by one.
Bai Su stood on the mountain and looked at Su Ming and breathes deeply in sky. She suddenly found that the Su Ming in front of her was a bit different from the person in her memory that was disgusting.
But when Su Ming draws more than 13,000 strokes, Tian Lan Meng ca n’t take root anymore. She has sweat on her forehead. The reason why the speed is slowed down is because of these 10,000 strokes, completely different paintings It is very difficult for her to copy this different feeling.
But she still clenched her teeth and insisted on copying a stroke, but her speed was getting slower and slower. When she copied 15,000 strokes, Su Ming had already painted nearly 20,000 strokes by the side. .
The 20,000 different strokes made Tian Lan Meng's complexion pale. Her movements gradually became slower and slower. At the end, she stopped and looked at Su Ming. She bit her lower lip.
Su Ming still closed his eyes, waving a stroke, and when the 23,000 strokes fell, he suddenly opened the both eyes, the last stroke, and flicked toward sky.
In the moment it crossed, sky roared, and a huge crack suddenly appeared in midair. Although it was only a moment, it was because it was a moment, so it disappeared immediately after it appeared, and there was no trace. Follow!
"You, can you copy?" Su Ming stood in the air, looking at Tian Lan Meng.
Tian Lan Meng shuddered, looking at the last stroke, unable to say a word.
"This is not the sword of Sima Xin!" For a long time, Tian Lan Meng's hoarse to open mouth.
"No, this is mine." Su Ming whispered, turned around, step by step in the air, and walked into the distance.
"Your condition is nothing more than cooperation in Sky Mist Shaman Hunt. If it is related to what you gave me, this cooperation is okay." Su Ming's back disappeared in the distance, his voice floated down and fell on In the ear of Tian Lan Meng.
On the seventh peak, the old lady in white, looking at the figure of Su Ming leaving, raise the head looked at sky, and there was bright light in her eyes.
"Make a painting ..." The old lady murmured, looking at the Nine Peaks.
"This child has not been in Nine Peaks for a long time, so there is such a regret ... But, making a word, is it really the true connotation of my Barbarian Clan ... Tian Xie Zi Senior Uncle, your eldest disciple has to because of enlightenment Closed, unable to get out.
Your second disciple is divided within because of enlightenment ...
Due to the realization of your three disciples, the dream is different from the reality ...
These three have both succeeded and failed ... Maybe they will succeed again one day, but it is just maybe ... Now, you fourth disciple, will also enter the threshold, on him, What will happen ...
You can spend four times Heart Transformation, and stop at the fifth time ... But even if you finally spend it, there are more waiting for you later, you are still the same, your disciples, can you? It ’s difficult to make ... "The old lady shook her head, her expression became complicated.
"Meng'er is the first of earth's Hanzong peers in cultivation, and in terms of mood, I let her understand the way of Outer Realm. This method is stable, but it has nothing to do with it" ...
In the complex murmur of the old woman, the top of the Nine Peaks mountain, in the cave abode of the heavenly evil, Tian Xie Zi at the moment, sitting cross-legged, his look twisted, showing pain and struggling, his clothes are sometimes white and sometimes black , Sometimes red, sometimes green, but more time, it stays in purple. (To be continued)