Volume 1 If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Chapter 1190 The Victory of the Soul

In the last picture, the carvings are extremely complicated and a little rough. It seems that the carver is in some kind of restless state, but he still insists on carving, as if he wants to record something.

Inside the carving, on a high platform, there is an old man with his arms raised, floating in the hall above him. Below him, countless tribesmen kneel and worship, their expressions showing excitement and expectation.

However, if you look at the excitement with a different mentality, you will see that it is not excitement, but panic. The same is true for hope, if you look at it with a different mentality, it is no longer hope, but despair and sadness.

The scene ends.

Roughly carved, completely different from the previous ones, it seems that the story ultimately has no voice.

Su Ming was silent, turned around, and looked around again, but he still couldn't see the old figure behind him, looking at him silently.

Looking around, Su Ming frowned. He felt that there was no life here, but the voice from before clearly appeared. Su Ming's eyes suddenly shrank while he was thinking. He saw the corpse below, and there seemed to be something there. a different area.

He swayed and headed straight for the corpse pit below. After approaching it in a blink of an eye, Su Ming stared at the place next to the corpse pit and close to the rock wall. There was a faint depression in the ground there.

The sunken shape looks like a person has been meditating here for countless years, slowly causing the rock to sink, forming a mark of meditation.

Looking at the mark, Su Ming's eyes narrowed. He slowly approached and crouched down. He raised his right hand and touched the mark. With this touch, the hairs all over his body stood up instantly, because a slight warmth emanated from here. This shows that not long ago, there were people meditating here.

"That's where I meditate." At this moment, an old voice came from behind Su Ming. The voice appeared extremely unexpectedly. Su Ming didn't notice it at all before. And the voice was as if someone was speaking into his ear, causing Su Ming to burst into cultivation without hesitation. As he rushed forward, he turned around sharply, but after turning around, he saw nothing.

Su Ming's heartbeat was racing and his scalp was numb all of a sudden. He was lightly tapped on the shoulder.

"What are you looking for?"

Su Ming's expression changed. This time he did not turn around immediately. Instead, he raised his right hand without any hesitation. The ring suddenly sent out ripples, and the moment it spread outward, he immediately swayed straight away and rushed away. He turned around vigorously and looked behind him, but even so, he still saw nothing.

Su Ming's heart beat faster. Although he couldn't see the other party's figure, he was sure that the other party was definitely behind him. In silence, Su Ming suppressed his concentration and simply sat down cross-legged.

If the other party wanted to take action against him, he would have already done so. Since he had not taken action yet, Su Ming could only sit down cross-legged with a wry smile and speak in a low voice.

"Thank you, senior, for your previous rescue."

There was silence all around, and Su Ming seemed to be talking to himself alone, without any response.

Time passed slowly, and half an hour passed in the blink of an eye. Su Ming's mind moved, and he slowly stood up and walked slowly towards the exit of the cave. But the moment he walked to the exit, suddenly the void around him was distorted. , and in an instant Su Ming discovered with a wry smile that he had somehow been transported to the position where he was sitting cross-legged before.

"Senior neither spoke nor let junior leave. I just said that if I can do what I ordered, I will do my best to repay senior for saving me." Su Ming took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

"Which tribe are you from, little guy?" A long time after Su Ming's words came out, a faint voice appeared behind him.

"Wushan Tribe, I am a member of the Wushan Tribe." Su Ming's heart moved, and he spoke immediately without any hesitation. He was also prepared that the other party must have never heard of this tribe. Once asked what he said, Su Ming was right. When he was waiting for the other party to question, he heard the words from the vicissitudes of voice behind him that shocked Su Ming's heart.

"Wushan Tribe, one of the thirteen tribes of the Great Barbarian Tribe..." These words fell into Su Ming's ears, and he was shocked. At the same time, there was a right hand from the old man behind him on his shoulder. This withered His right hand just slapped him on the shoulder, and immediately a domineering aura penetrated directly into Su Ming's body. In an instant, he traveled around in a circle and rushed towards Su Ming's soul.

He did not perform any soul-searching actions, but just briefly touched Su Ming's soul. The breath retreated and returned to the position of his shoulder, returning to the withered right hand that fell on Su Ming's shoulder.

"It is true that you have the aura of the barbarian tribe, but your soul belongs to the Great Underworld, and there is a sense of nourishment in your soul that does not belong to this world. Hmm, I was the most opposed to intermarriage back then, but you can also be regarded as a member of the barbarian tribe. , I'm not lying." When the old voice echoed, Su Ming's mind stirred up a huge wave.

"The Wushan Tribe...actually there really is the Wushan Tribe, the Barbarians...the Great Barbarian Tribe...and my soul, he actually said it was the Great Underworld Tribe. This..." Su Ming couldn't calm down. He was struck by the old man's words. Roll completely.

"I'll make a deal with you, little guy from the Barbarian Clan. Since you can come here, you can be considered to be destined to me. Although your soul and aura are a bit mixed, whether you are from the Barbarian Clan or the Great Underworld Clan, you can be considered a friend of me. Junior, this deal will be of great benefit to you." The vicissitudes of life's voice spoke lightly, carrying a sense of decay accumulated over the years.

"If the senior previously judged that the junior was not a junior from a friendly clan..." Su Ming did not immediately ask about the fate, but hesitated for a moment, suppressed the anger in his heart that was previously aroused by the old man's words, and spoke in a low voice.

"Like other people who have entered here for countless years, I searched for their souls, skinned them, removed their bones, dried them, added some seasonings, and fed them to the sacrificial beasts." The old man said lightly.

Su Ming's eyes flashed imperceptibly, and he continued to ask.

"What about the other juniors from the friendly tribes who have received great blessings from their seniors?"

"They are among the defective products that you see in the red mist in the outside world." The old man's voice was as calm as ever, but when it fell into Su Ming's ears, it turned into a chill.

Su Ming was silent, and the old man did not speak. Until a stick of incense passed, Su Ming smiled bitterly and sighed.

"The great fortune of the seniors is to give the juniors a chance to be promoted to spiritual leaders."

"Huh? You are quite smart, little kid. You must have judged it from what I said before when I drank away the defective products. Yes, the great fortune given to you is an opportunity to advance to the top. Since you like to analyze , then you can analyze what transaction I need to complete with you to give you this creation. If you can guess it, I will give you some rewards." The old man spoke for a while, seeming to have some emotions that did not exist before. But he still spoke calmly.

"You only have one chance to guess." When the old man's voice echoed, Su Ming's eyes flashed.

"Senior should not be leaving here..." When Su Ming spoke slowly, the old man behind him snorted coldly.

"Don't play these useless tricks."

"Senior wants to ask junior to help you find out who killed your tribe!" Su Ming suddenly spoke, his voice was decisive. This matter was Su Ming's gambling, but even if he lost, there was no loss, but Su Ming wanted to win, because in this contact between him and the old man, he had been passive, and the other person had always existed behind him, and a shadow had been planted in his heart, and the shadow would even get bigger and bigger. Until Su Ming no longer has the slightest intention to fight back, he will be completely controlled by the other party.

If he wants to take the initiative, then it is only a trivial initiative. For Su Ming, it is also a kind of counterattack and struggle.

And this answer was not something Su Ming imagined out of thin air. He made his judgment based on several clues. One of them was that this place had become ruins and had become the burial place of the Tianling people, but the old man was still there. Still here, silently accompanying his clansmen, one can tell something from this.

Also, the last painting is obviously rough, and the things expressed in the painting are full of weirdness. As if there is no end, there are many things in it. The demise of the Tianling tribe is either the end of longevity. He died of exhaustion, but there was a child among the bones, so that possibility was erased.

There is also the matter of being killed by those red figures. However, with the power of this old man, although this is possible, it is also impossible. There is another reason, which is caused by other external factors, but Su Ming can only guess the chance here. One, so he gave the answer without hesitation.

Even though he said it, Su Ming himself was not sure, but when the people behind him remained silent after he finished speaking, Su Ming knew that his guess might be correct.

"Perhaps, I should have agreed to the matter of intermarriage between various ethnic groups..." After a long time, a long sigh came from behind Su Ming.

"You are very smart and good at observing details... Your guess is correct, but it is also wrong. I am the one who killed the ethnic group...

Tell me the reward you want! "There was a trace of sadness in the old man's voice, which slowly echoed.

"This junior does not want any reward, I just want to see the true appearance of my senior." Su Ming was silent for a while and said decisively with a flash of his eyes.

"You are indeed very smart... There is a complete difference in a person's psychology between what you can see and what you cannot see." After a while, when the old voice echoed, the nothingness in front of Su Ming twisted, and a person slowly walked out. old man.

Although the old man was dirty all over, Su Ming could still recognize him at a glance. He was the old man in the last mural, who was worshiped by countless tribesmen, sitting cross-legged on the high platform with his hands stretched out towards the sky hall!

There is a depth in the old man's eyes, but there is numbness and confusion in this depth. But most of the time, it is so deep that people cannot look directly, as if looking into his eyes can penetrate a person's soul. It's like being sucked in.

He stood there without any fluctuations in his cultivation, but Su Ming felt a pressure that was even stronger than when he saw Dao Haishou. It seemed that this person had something to do with Dao Haishou. A gap in realm! (To be continued)