Volume One: If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Chapter 1480: Ancient Burial Heaven

Those thirty days, in Su Ming's view, were no longer the sky. They were a knife, a shining knife flying across the sky. This knife was as bright as the sky, so it turned into thirty days and became The ravine that blocks all those who are not boundless.

This ravine is not insurmountable, but to cross it, all you need is the determination to cut the road. Whether the road you cut is right or wrong is not important, what is important is determination!

Shura thought he had such determination and thought he had conquered the Tao, but it wasn't until he saw Gu Hong finally going against the Tao and giving up everything to achieve Su Ming that he realized that he was never as good as Gu Hong in terms of determination.

Those who understand this include the Ancient Burial Emperor. They both already understand that the reason why they cannot set foot on the thirty days is not that they kill right or wrong, but that their determination is not enough...

Because they have too many fetters. With these fetters, it is always difficult to completely cut them off. Whether it is luck or the creation of the world, if you cannot make a thorough determination, you will not be able to walk on the road to nothingness. Ya.

Su Ming's figure met those thirty days at this moment, and the roaring sound was earth-shattering. The rotation shook the world, made the eyes of the ancient burial emperor condense, and made Shura's eyes sparkle. In this full concentration, they Looking at the black and white whirlpool, looking inside it... Su Ming was like a moth flying into the flames.

Su Ming collided with these thirty days. When the roaring sound whirled around, it was like a bright knife, slashing at Su Ming head-on. He did not dodge or avoid. Su Ming brought his persistence with him. , with his determination, he took a step towards the slashing knife without hesitation.

The knife... flashed past Su Ming's body as if it had penetrated his body, without cutting off any blood or leaving any wounds. But it cut off Su Ming's fate...

It sounds illusory, but in fact, what was cut off... was Su Ming's choice, because the so-called life, the so-called fate, and the so-called cutting off this path are actually a choice, choosing the past or the future. .

If you choose to cut it off. Then Su Ming will have a glorious future here. If he chooses to cut off the future, he can keep his eternal past.

Su Ming's choice cannot be accurately known to anyone except himself, whether it is the Ancient Burial Emperor. It was Shura. The two of them could only tell that Su Ming had killed him, but the specific choice of killing him was not known to outsiders unless Su Ming said it.

The knife, when it fell, was in the roaring rotation. It became fragments. After the layers collapsed, it turned into fragments of the entire sky, making Su Ming. When he slowly fell down, he had surpassed the twenty-nine days and stepped into... the thirty days!

The moment he stepped into this place, Su Ming stood on the thirty days. He lowered his head and did not look at the ground. He didn't look around, but was silently experiencing something.

Below the whirlpool, the Emperor and Shura in the ancient burial city were shocked at this moment and stared blankly at Su Ming, who was standing on the thirtieth floor in the whirlpool.

They didn't say a word, they just watched silently.

For a long time, Su Ming slowly raised his head. Between his brows, he could no longer see the third eye, nor could he see the ninth-level Taoist god. His whole person, at this moment, seemed to be different from before. Described differently.

Sighing softly, when Su Ming raised his head, his eyes fell on the 31st day above. There... was the world that the ancient buried emperor and Shura on the ground could not see. While seeing the 31st day clearly, , Su Ming also understood why Gu Hong was silent when he stood here.

Su Ming saw a huge figure sitting cross-legged in nothingness. There was a compass under him, a string of beads on his wrist, and he was wearing a black robe. That was Xuan Zang.

In other words, that is the Ancient Burial Emperor who disappeared in the Ancient Burial Palace and was thought to be dead!

He obviously did not die completely, but was floating in the vastness, looking for the miracle that could revive each mulberry phase in its life.

Su Ming silently looked at the illusory figure. This was also the scene that Gu Hong saw when he was standing here. While seeing this scene clearly, Gu Hong also understood what Su Ming had said to him a long time ago. words.

Su Ming was silent for a long time, and then took steps. At this moment, his body walked towards the sky, step by step, until he reached the thirty-one-day barrier, and passed it in one step.

On the 31st day of his life, when he looked upward, the shadow of the ancient burial became clearer and clearer, and Su Ming saw that in the fist of the ancient burial, the...belonging to the bald crane breath.

This aura reminded Su Ming of the feather he had caught in his hand when the bald crane was swept into the void.

It's just that Su Ming couldn't see clearly the face of the Ancient Burial Emperor. The face seemed a bit blurry, but...even if it was blurry, even if he couldn't see clearly, Su Ming still vaguely felt that this face...and himself, Exactly the same.

"Presumably when Master stood here before and chose to go against the path, he must have felt the face of this figure just like I do now..." Su Ming sighed softly and murmured.

Sighing still lingering, Su Ming took another step. When this step fell, the thirty-one days collapsed in front of him. The sky of the thirty-two days also fell into pieces at this moment as Su Ming walked forward.

On the thirty-second day, as Su Ming stood here, he could almost clearly see the figure sitting cross-legged on the huge compass in the void. The appearance of that figure... was none other than Su Ming himself.

"What did you see!" Below Su Ming, in the ancient burial city outside the black and white whirlpool, Shura asked this sentence after a moment of silence.

Shura asked Gu Hong about this sentence, and the answer Gu Hong gave him made Shura seem to have some understanding. When he asked Su Ming again, Su Ming did not give him a similar answer.

"I... saw myself." Su Ming spoke softly. His voice echoed for thirty-two days and spread throughout the sky. Su Ming looked at the figure on the compass and took the step towards thirty-three days. .

When this step fell, Thirty-Three Days disappeared in front of Su Ming, as if it did not exist. Su Ming... walked to Thirty-Three Days, as if he had walked in front of the huge figure sitting cross-legged on the compass. , it seems that there is only one last step away from the figure's eyebrows.

Standing here, Su Ming looked at the huge figure. For a long time, he was silent, and his mind was filled with thoughts. He thought of many people and many things, until he sighed softly, integrating all his thoughts into this sigh, letting this sigh Echoing forever, I took... that last step!

As this step fell, Su Ming's body emitted a purple light. This light penetrated for thirty-three days, descended on the earth, dispersed all the fog, dispersed all emptiness, and made this country-burial When it seemed to turn purple, Su Ming lowered his head and looked at the world below. He saw the figure in the coir raincoat in the wind and snow in the imperial city and outside the city gate. That figure was Tian Xiezi. He seemed to also Staring at himself, a smile appeared on his face. The smile contained reluctance, parting and blessings.

He saw that in the Qiyue Sect, Dao Han was no longer in seclusion, but stood on the coffin, looking at the sky, with a complex look on his face, and even more respect from the bottom of his heart, silently staring at the sky...

And in that Daozong area, in that space that seemed to be isolated and destroyed, Senmu Daozun was also looking at the sky, staring blankly, looking at it, it was not night in his sky, the sun was shining brightly, When it fell, it shone on the side of his face, making the shadow behind him... look like the gentle and smiling second senior brother standing in the Jiufeng flower garden.

There is also the woman who dragged her tired body out of a cave in the mountains of the earth. This woman looked like Xu Hui. Her face was a little pale. When she looked at the sky, her expression showed a gaze, as if There was a soft sigh in her heart that could not be heard.

besides……

besides……

Just like in that vast world, on the enlightenment tree that replaced the sky, the little boy sitting there, silently seemed to be able to see Su Ming, smiling happily there, raising his little hand, waving to Su Ming. Don't.

"Haohao has returned home, big brother...you are going home too..."

Just like in the world under the tree canopy, the headless figure sitting cross-legged at the top of the city seems to have moved slightly at this moment, becoming part of the farewell with the prosperity in the city and the laughter in the palace. The laughter echoed, and the emperor When Tian's happy voice echoed the happiness of the disciples around him for a long time, he, holding the wine glass, raised his head gently without anyone paying attention. It looked like he was drinking the wine, but in fact, he was just staring at it. Looking at the sky, there is blessing in his eyes.

Just like Lei Chen, the wind cannot blow away the lights dropped by the Wushan tribe. Behind the invisible tree crown in the sky, there is melancholy that can be dispersed without the wind. This melancholy comes from Lei Chen. Chen, at this moment he was standing in the tribe, looking up at the sky amid laughter.

Smiling, smiling, tears seem to be shed...

Just like the old man destroying life on a lonely boat in the sea, at this moment he raised his head and looked at the sky, his face gradually showed bitterness and turned into a sigh.

Su Ming withdrew his gaze. His expression was very calm at the moment. His eyes were no longer red, but turned into clear eyes. He had seen all the prosperous life, and how many springs, summers, autumns and winters had passed by. Su Ming turned around He stood up and his steps also dropped...

As the last step fell, his figure...disappeared into the brows of the black-robed man sitting cross-legged on the compass, and forever...disappeared.

A snowstorm, a firework, a world of ancient burials, a sigh of departure...

When I came, I woke up to the strangeness, but when I left... I only brought loneliness with me. Only Tao is like the purple light in the sky. Even if the destiny is gone, this purple sky is eternal.

(To be continued)