Volume 1: If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 5: My Daochen Realm Chapter 1201: An Ancient Creation

"The lightning mark that appears between the eyebrows of the face composed of desolate beasts represents the desolate tribulation. Just as you have such a mark on your eyebrows at this moment, it means that you are the next one to overcome the desolate tribulation. "The old man Tianling was silent for a moment. When he spoke again, he looked at Su Ming, with a complex look on his face, because he saw that there was a lightning mark between Su Ming's eyebrows. Apparently, Su Ming didn't notice it at all. , appeared.

Su Ming's expression remained normal. He raised his right hand and touched it lightly between his eyebrows. The skin there seemed to have been burned by some strange force, causing him to have such a mark of lightning traces without noticing any abnormalities.

"It can come at any time within a year, right." Su Ming was silent for a while and then spoke calmly. At this moment, looking at him from the outside, he could only see a sense of being out of the world, but could not see the actual level of his life. He has broken away from the Hou Ling and has become one of the few remaining Lingxian in these three wild realms.

But once Su Ming releases his aura, it will be enough to destroy the heaven and earth, and it will be enough to turn into the will of heaven in a starry sky.

"Within a year, it may happen at any time. Back then, the calamity struck me on the tenth month and seven days." The old man Tianling said in a deep voice.

Su Ming smiled freely. He had a rough life and encountered countless dangers. Although the disaster was mysterious, since it was destined to come, emotions such as panic would not be of any help. Face it calmly and wisely. , is Su Ming's choice at this moment.

"Thank you, senior protector. I will never forget the previous transaction with you. However, I still need to wait a moment. When I step into the spiritual realm, I have many thoughts that I have not understood in the past. I need to use this power to refine them." My own magical power." Su Ming looked at the old man Tianling.

"This is how it should be. When you step into Lingxian, the world merges with itself. This is when you are closest to the will of Sanhuang. Experience the feeling of this moment. In my era, there were many amazing magical powers and unique skills. It was in It was created in this state." The old man Tianling nodded.

Su Ming sat cross-legged and closed his eyes. At this moment, the sky followed the departure of the wild beasts and the disappearance of the whirlpool. The Hall of Souls above Su Ming and the more than two thousand golden figures slowly became illusory. After a while, he followed the Advent Hall next to him. It disappeared into the sky, waiting to be summoned again.

Su Ming's mind slowed down at this moment, and he slowly recalled the feeling when he stepped into Lingxian, and gradually let this feeling always exist in his heart. After about half an hour, Su Ming was completely immersed in this state. . But there is also a hint of caution.

Time passed slowly, and a few hours later, when Su Ming's mind entered Lingxian's feeling memory for a long time, his mind became empty.

It was a kind of relative relaxation. The consciousness left the body and wandered outside to perceive the state of the sky. In this state, Su Ming's mind was unconscious. Osan appeared. He appeared in the barbarian land, looking up to the sky and roaring. The scene of being worshiped by countless barbarian cultivators below and roaring as barbarian gods.

This image existed in Su Ming's mind for a long time before it gradually became blurry. When it became clear again, Su Ming seemed to have returned to the Ninth Peak, sitting cross-legged outside his cave in the Ninth Peak. There was a drawing board in front of him. He raised his right hand and was drawing something on it. Su Ming knew that it was the first form of his Barbarian God Transformation, Barbarian Sorrow.

"The direction of my enlightenment is... the transformation of the Barbarian God!" Su Ming murmured. The moment his words echoed in his heart, the picture in his mind disappeared instantly, and when it became empty again, Su Ming opened the Eye.

He was still sitting cross-legged in the world where the Hall of Souls connected to the Shenyang Talisman was located. He was still sitting on the towering platform of the Great Barbarian Tribe. But around him, the Great Barbarian Tribunal, which was originally in ruins, was now in ruins. There are countless distortions, such as the confusion between heaven and earth, and the transformation of time and space.

At this moment, the old man from the Tianling tribe had bright eyes and stepped back. He saw the ruins of the entire Daman tribe. They were now all twisted, as if there was another world of years out of nothingness, which had already come into being here at this moment. Some kind of overlap.

Just like what he felt here before, the past time and space came... because of Su Ming's existence and because he became the Spirit Master.

As time and space overlapped, Yu Su Ming saw in Su Ming's eyes that figures gradually appeared in the distortion of the surroundings. All of these figures were members of the Barbarian tribe. Some of them were whizzing past in the sky, while others were Sitting around meditating, there were many children playing in the tribe. This place seemed to have returned to the past in this distortion, allowing Su Ming to see the life of the barbarians who lived here in ancient times.

There was smoke from the cooking pots, and hunting teams were going out in groups. Stone buildings were rising one after another in the tribe. Spiritual ascension platforms stood tall on the ground. There were countless floating stones in the sky, each of which was huge and huge that Su Ming had never seen before. The flying birds were hovering in the sky, sometimes making loud neighing sounds, and the barbarian tribesmen on the ground threw up pieces of meat and quickly came to eat them.

The lively sounds, the echoes of play, and the sound of the practicing breathing of the Great Barbarian tribe not far away filled Su Ming's mind at this moment. He looked around and saw many ascended ancestors in the Great Barbarian tribe. On the stage, most people were sitting cross-legged and meditating.

"The creation of the Great Barbarian, this creation is important!" When the vicissitudes of voice came from behind Su Ming, all the tribesmen sitting cross-legged and meditating on the spiritual ascension platform immediately opened their eyes one by one and looked at Su Ming. Here, the gaze contains reverence and enthusiasm.

Su Ming turned around suddenly and saw someone sitting cross-legged behind him. It was an old man, an old man with gray hair and the vicissitudes of time.

Wearing a white robe, he sat cross-legged and looked forward, as if he could penetrate Su Ming's body and see farther away.

Su Ming was silent, took a few steps back, and sat cross-legged next to the old man. At this moment, he understood that what he saw now was a scene that happened here countless years ago.

He looked around, looked at the old man, and listened silently.

"Meaning is the thought of the mind and spirit, creation is the beginning of creation, using thought to transform intention, using intention to create, and using creation to create wasteland. This... is the strongest technique of our barbarian clan, the meaning created forever. You are qualified If you practice at the Spirit Sacrifice Platform, you will be qualified to understand the eternal creation technique of our great barbarian tribe.

This technique is divided into five realms: Ten, Hundred, Thousand, Ten Thousand, and Desolate. Since the inheritance of our great barbarian clan, no one has been able to perform the ancient creation. The limit is eternity. You must know how powerful this technique is... Like the glaring sun, it is one of the reasons why other ethnic groups fear me, the barbarian. "The old barbarian man spoke slowly, and when his voice echoed, the barbarian monks around him on the spiritual ascension platform immediately became energetic, with longing in their expressions.

Su Ming was sitting there cross-legged, but his eyes flashed. He heard a word from the old man's words.

"The Soul Sacrifice Platform? Isn't this the Soul Ascension Platform..." Su Ming's eyes flashed, but the old man's next words cleared up Su Ming's doubts.

"Part of this inheritance of clan luck is contained in the blood, and the other part needs to be worshiped to heaven and passed down personally by the ancestors who protect our tribe!" As the old man's words swirled in all directions, Su Ming's heart moved.

"The world I see now is the era before the catastrophe has come, and the ancestors have not yet fallen!" Su Ming immediately raised his head and looked at the sky.

The blue sky is as clear as clear water, and the white clouds are misty, which makes people feel peaceful after looking at it. This kind of sky is something Su Ming rarely sees in the outside world.

"Now, let's offer sacrifices to heaven and summon the ancestors' spirits to come!" The old man stood up, flicked his sleeves, and bowed his fists toward the sky.

All the people on the platforms around him stood up and bowed to the sky. Su Ming moved his mind and stood up from his lotus position. He also bowed to the sky, but his eyes were shining brightly as he looked towards the sky.

At this moment, layers of ripples suddenly appeared on the blue sky. Then, those ripples reverberated and formed a huge face. This face sank from the sky. When it came, the Daman tribe suddenly There was silence, and everyone looked towards the sky. In addition to respect, their expressions also showed piety and gratitude, and there was no hint of fear.

After the face sank more than half, its eyes suddenly flashed, and two beams of light suddenly shot out from the eyes of the face. When they fell on the ground, they turned into dazzling light. Two figures slowly emerged from the beam of light. Body revealed.

They were wearing robes and looked middle-aged. There was no majesty on their faces, but they looked at the big barbarians on the earth with a smile like the spring breeze.

"My people, what do you need?" There were two people, a man and a woman. The man looked at the ground with a smile and spoke softly. What was revealed in his words was not the kind of arrogance, but a kind of inclusiveness. With rich emotions, he seemed to regard the people of the Great Barbarian tribe not as ants, but as tribesmen as he said.

The same thing happened to the woman next to her, with a light that seemed like maternal love. When she looked at everyone in the Daman tribe, especially the children, she showed emotions from the bottom of her heart.

"Please protect the ancestors of the Great Barbarian tribe, inherit the ancient art, and let them gain enlightenment and fight for the Great Barbarian!" The old man in white robe bowed deeply.

"The ancient creation is the most powerful magical power of our clan. You have the blood of our clan in your body and were created by us to inherit the clan. This technique... can never be broken. The ancient creation..." The man who is the ancestor spirit, As he spoke softly, he raised his right hand and waved it towards the earth. Immediately, some light spots scattered. Each light spot was a rune and fell into the eyebrows of every barbarian on the platform.

One of them suddenly came towards Su Ming.

First update! (To be continued...)