Volume 1 If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 5 My Daochen Realm Chapter 1100 That Look (4) First Update

Step by step, Su Ming stepped on the steps of the altar. When he stood on the altar, he lowered his head and glanced at the circles of formations composed of countless runes on the platform under his feet.

silence.

In the Daochen retreat place connected to the altar, the figure was also silent.

Time passed slowly, until a stick of incense had passed. Dao Lin and Dao Hua both looked puzzled. Compared to them who had immediately felt the will of Patriarch Daochen as soon as they stood at the altar, at this moment The Dao Kong was as usual, without any strange changes.

Sang, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating at the side, had a look on his face. After sighing, he stood up. Without saying a word, he just flicked his sleeves, rolled up Dao Lin and Dao Hua, and left in an instant, along with himself. He left this world and left this place... to Su Ming.

After Sang Juan left Dao Lin and Dao Hua, more than ten breaths passed. Suddenly, the void around Su Ming suddenly became distorted, and Su Ming's body also became blurry. At the same time, , a majestic power suddenly appeared from the void, heading straight for Su Ming's Golden Lotus, obviously intending to activate the various strange powers of this robe.

But at the moment when the power was about to touch Su Ming's robe, Su Ming raised his head and took a step back with a cold expression. As the cultivation within his body spread, he violently collided with the majestic power coming.

With a bang, Su Ming took three steps back, preventing the majestic force from opening his robe.

"You don't need to open it." Su Ming's voice was cold, his eyes flashed as he spoke, and the power of reversal of time suddenly spread through his body. This is the innate magical power of the Shaping Clan, and this robe also Only the magical power of the Shaping Nether Clan can be turned on.

It was said to be a flourishing lotus, but in fact, from the moment he put it on, Su Ming realized that this robe was clearly created with the innate power of the Shaping Nether Tribe.

If he wants to open it, he can do it himself.

As the Lotus of the Great Age opened, the roaring sound reverberated, and the dazzling light spread from the robe, turning into eighteen lotus flowers surrounding Su Ming, making the place overflowing with light and making it unparalleled.

A sigh came from the void. At the same time, at the moment when the sigh echoed, another majestic vitality came. This vitality came straight to Su Ming. It was to give him good fortune. To improve his vitality.

In silence, Su Ming took a step back again.

"Although many of my cultivations are not achieved by myself, even if it is external force, I paid the price of nine deaths and obtained it by myself from various fortunes. Your life is precious, and I... can't afford it.

Farewell. "Su Ming turned around and walked towards the altar step by step. At this moment, he no longer felt anxious or complicated. All these thoughts had long since turned into resentment.

Deep resentment.

"Ming'er..." The moment Su Ming turned around and took the third step, a sighing voice came from the void in his ears. This voice was very soft and even more apologetic. The moment it echoed, Su Ming paused in his steps.

He closed his eyes. At the same time, the formation on the altar suddenly flickered at this moment. When the light was bright, a teleportation force suddenly appeared, submerging Su Ming's figure.

When Su Ming opened his eyes, he was in a secret room with a faint mist. The secret room was very large. Through the mist, he could see a figure in front of him with his back to him, as if he was crossing his legs. , from this body, there are bursts of decay and vicissitudes, and a thick aura of death spreads.

From this position, Su Ming couldn't see the hairpin and rattle placed in front of the figure, nor could he see the body hidden in the robe, whose eyes were staring at the rattle, revealing deep guilt.

If Su Ming could see that rattle, maybe he would remember that when he was a child, he saw that other friends had such toys and begged his grandfather to make one for him. The next day, when his grandfather gave this When the rattle was handed to him, Su Ming's happiness lasted for several days.

Until a few years later, as Su Ming grew up, when he fell in love with mountain climbing and found Xiao Hong as a friend, he himself forgot about the rattle and threw it somewhere.

But he should remember it, because this rattle was the first and only toy he asked Grandpa for.

The thumping sound when the rattle is turning will make him feel that there is no difference between him and other playmates...

He was silent, and Su Ming was also silent. But in the end, it was Su Ming who broke the silence here. He took a deep breath and bowed to the figure with clasped fists.

"Daokong, pay homage to the ancestor." His voice echoed in the secret room, lingering for a long time.

"I am the ancestor of Daochen Sect, but not... your ancestor." After a long time, a hoarse voice came from this figure. Su Ming could not see it. His hand that touched the rattle was trembling a little at this moment.

"You should be able to imagine that with my talent in shaping the Nether Clan and the wisdom of my son, Su Xuanyi, if you can return to Daochen Sect, it means that you have understood...

I am Patriarch Daochen, I am also Su Xuanyi, and I am also... your father! "When the figure's voice reached the end, even with its indescribable cultivation, it actually had a trembling sound at this moment.

"Ancestor is joking." Su Ming was silent for a moment, shook his head, turned around and walked back. His mind sent his spiritual thoughts to the bald crane, letting it take him away from here. He didn't want to stay here at all. Nor willing.

Before coming here, Su Ming also thought about what would happen after meeting Su Xuanyi. He was worried, confused, and complicated. But when he really saw this figure, he found that no matter how hard it was, No matter how much I try to calm down, I can't suppress the lingering resentment in my heart.

He resented the other party, and his resentment was so deep that it was impossible for him to ignore it.

"You..." The figure trembled. Su Ming couldn't see its front, and the hand that touched the rattle bone was trembling even more violently. A sense of sadness was revealed from this trembling.

"I can make up for it, Ming'er, you understand in your heart, you should be able to understand my suffering, I..."

"Ancestor, are you finished?" Su Ming paused in his steps, turned around and looked at the figure gloomily, with a look of anger in his expression.

"You are you and I am me. Whether you are Daochen or Su Xuanyi, you are you and I am me!! You can continue to complete your plan, but don't use me as a pawn anymore. Today's I am not your opponent, but if I have been a chess piece for a long time, one day I will surpass you.

You are you, I am me, you have your plan, I have my pace! ! "Su Ming flicked his sleeves, turned his head and took a step forward. The bald-haired crane rarely bothered Su Ming at this moment. Instead, he noticed that the atmosphere here was very strange, and he obediently used his power to make Su Ming walk away. Ripples immediately appeared under his feet. With the power of the bald crane, Su Ming was about to forcefully leave this place that made him feel depressed and inexplicably angry.

He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would not be able to suppress his anger, and another side of his character would burst out.

"Your surname is Su, and your name was given to you by your grandfather. The blood flowing in your body is the blood of the Shaming Clan. This is a fact that you cannot change. As a father, I can understand your resentment. I will use the future, To make up for the past, I..." The figure said bitterly, but before he could finish speaking, Su Ming's footsteps stopped again, and the ripples under his feet were directly dispersed, and his hair instantly turned red. There was a look of madness in his eyes, this was the destructive character of Su Ming.

However, this time the red-haired Su Ming wanted to vent not the killing and destruction, but the endless resentment buried deep in his heart. The moment he turned into red hair, Su Ming laughed.

He turned around and stared at the figure, his laughter echoing, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, and his madness was extremely obvious.

"What a way to make up for it. When I was a child, I asked my grandpa where my parents were. My grandpa was silent, I was hesitant and afraid, and I never asked this question again. Where were you? How did you do it? make up?

When I saw that my other playmates had their parents, and they all returned to their tents at home after sunset, and I was the only one, alone in my house, silently looking at the moon, where were you? How do you make up for it?

When I was a teenager, I looked at the sky on Wushan Mountain again and again, imagining that one day, when my parents could come to pick me up, where were you and how could you make up for it!

When I was bullied by other playmates, when I was laughed at for not having a parent, when Lei Chen helped me beat them up every time, where were you and how could you make up for it! !

Make up, what a make up, such a simple two words, you want to dispel my resentment?

Ridiculous, funny, extremely ridiculous, I want to ask you, Su Xuanyi, when I discovered that everything around me turned out to be false and could be manufactured by others, my sadness and confusion at that time, How do you make up for it!

When I discovered that the original Wushan was the same, I had experienced more than thirty reincarnations. That feeling, that feeling of being deceived by everyone, how can you make up for it! !

When I knew that I in Wushan was just a wisp of soul, and my body was turned into the eye of the formation and used for cultivation, how could you make up for the coldness in the darkness!

When Ditian manipulated me again and again and controlled my destiny again and again, where were you? You deserve to say "make up" at this moment! !

When I was forced to leave Wushan and go to the ruins of Shenyuan, lying on the red star like a dead body, where were you?

What’s even more ridiculous is that when I told myself that my parents were no longer here, I discovered with a painful heart that it turned out that my mother was lying in the fifth oven. I understand her and I don’t blame her. She, because even in death, she held me and made me feel the warmth of my mother.

But what about you, where are you? Let a child who thinks he has no parents know that he is not an orphan. This is not an excitement and surprise. You have never experienced it, so you don’t know, but I know that this is... Such extreme pain and confusion! ! "——

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