Volume 1 If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Chapter 494 Clues to the Red Dragon

The clone of Emperor Tian was destroyed, and the servants he arranged to monitor Su Ming in the barbarian land were also captured. All of this caused a drastic change in Su Ming's fate.

These are also the roots of this old man's fear. He understands many things, but the more he understands, the more afraid he becomes. The only thing he can rely on now is that Su Ming has not recovered his true memory.

"I have enough patience. If you really don't want to say it, that's all." Su Ming pressed his fingers on the old man's chest again. Immediately, a roaring sound came from the old man's body. Visible to the naked eye, a figure appeared under his skin. Another whirlpool.

Those whirlpools exploded one after another in the rapid rotation, and whirlwinds rolled out from them. This kind of pain made the old man tremble, and big beads of sweat dripped.

"I don't necessarily want to know everything from you. What I want is to torture you, endless torture... In fact, there is no obvious hatred between you and me, so why should you?" Su Ming shook his head, He raised his right hand and waved.

Immediately, the whirlwind in the old man's body became more violent, rolling around his internal organs, as if his body was smashed into paste. This feeling of tearing made the old man let out a shrill scream.

Such screams lasted for most of the night under the bright moon outside the cave, and were clearly heard by the people of the Ming clan in the valley.

It was not until the sky was getting brighter that the screams gradually became fainter. Su Ming looked at the still trembling old man in front of him, raised his right hand to make a hand gesture, and immediately the Hanshan Bell appeared, covering the old man, and the bell echoed. .

To outsiders, the ringing of the bell was just a thumping sound, but to the old man inside the bell, it was deafening, as if countless people were roaring, making his mind roar. The body trembled even more as the distance increased, and even flesh and blood were torn apart. The bones are about to collapse.

"I'll give you enough time to think it over carefully," Su Ming said slowly. He no longer paid attention to the old man, but calmly closed his eyes and immersed himself in the warmth of the soul.

His soul has not appeared for a long time, if he wants to use all his consciousness. It takes a while to warm up.

Time passed slowly in Su Ming's warm and nourishing soul. A month passed in the blink of an eye. In this month, all the people of the Ming clan in the entire valley. You can hear the bell ringing from time to time. From time to time, I heard bursts of shrill screams.

To deal with the torture of the old man, Su Ming no longer simply used strong wind, but combined it with thunder and lightning techniques, fire flames, and curses.

It is not a one-time performance, but a gradual progress. When the opponent adapts to the wind tear, he will add thunder and lightning to penetrate his flesh and veins. Let him endure a purgatory like a catastrophe.

When the old man got used to thunder and wind, Su Ming added the fire flames, burning inside and outside, destroying the meridians, and torturing flesh and blood, making the old man feel a pain that was worse than death.

He wanted to die, but he couldn't, because in his body, Su Ming's curse was not completely released, but some remained. These curses could make him constantly weak, unable to self-destruct, and unable to die.

Coupled with the roar of the Hanshan bell, during these days, the old man almost endured pain that he had never experienced before in his life, like being immersed in the underworld.

If Tie Mu had not returned, this kind of torture and the nourishment of Su Ming's own soul would have continued, and he would not have left the cave in a short time.

In the end, Tiemu could not escape the coming of death. At dusk of that day, with a slight drizzle falling in the sky outside, he closed his eyes.

Su Ming tried to save him, but Tiemu was already exhausted and had no hope of recovery.

The rain is pouring. Rain in the Nine Yin Realm is not uncommon, and once it occurs, it will last for several months. The whole world is hazy in the rain, and it is difficult to see very far.

Hundreds of people from the Ming clan in the valley all walked out of the cave. At the bottom of the valley, looking at the iron wood lying there, covered by the clan members and covered by the rain, he closed his eyes and looked calm. He didn't feel much pain. There is a relief.

It was quiet all around, and even if there was any sound of crying, it was covered up by the pounding rain.

Su Ming also walked out of the cave and stood next to Tie Mu's body. Looking at the familiar face in front of him, the past events from that year emerged in his memory. Although he had not had much contact with him, he could be called an old friend.

Su Ming had seen a lot of life and death, but this time it was a little different. Looking at Tiemu, Su Ming's eyes flashed to scenes from his past battles with him.

Nangong Hen stood next to Su Ming with a sad expression. He had experienced this kind of thing many times in the past fifteen years. He thought he could be numb, but now he found that he couldn't be numb. How could he be numb...

"Senior Tiemu could have gone out back then...but in order to let his tribe's people go first, he was unable to leave due to the collapse of the formation...

Over the past fifteen years, as other seniors died one by one, until five years ago, only Senior Tiemu was left as a post-shaman. Until now... he has also returned. "Nangong Hen whispered bitterly.

Next to Tiemu's body, a young man was kneeling. This young man looked sad. He was the young man that Nangong Hen took with him back then. His right arm had been lost. He was kneeling there with tears streaming down his face.

"Send it to Senior Tiemu!" Nangong Hen was silent for a moment and then spoke slowly.

Following his words, all the people of the Ming clan around him knelt down one by one with sad expressions. The rain sprinkled on everyone, it was very cold, but no one avoided it.

Around Tiemu, two tribesmen walked out, picked up Tiemu's body, and walked step by step along the valley road toward the distance.

The young man followed behind with tears in his eyes. Nangong Hen glanced at Su Ming and walked towards where he was.

In silence, Su Ming faced the rain and walked towards the depths of the valley with everyone in the Ming clan kneeling down.

Deep in this valley is where the animal bone altar is located, and it is also where the bones of people who died in the past fifteen years are buried...

The pieces of gloomy white bones and the stone tablets with words engraved on them, in the haze of the rain, revealed not gloominess, but a deep sadness.

Su Ming did not feel this sadness deeply, but at Nangong Hen's place, his heart would be deeply stabbed every time he came here.

After burying the iron wood, erected a stone tablet on his grave, and engraved his name and clan, as well as his life's achievements, Nangong Hen paid his respects silently, turned around and left with sadness.

Su Ming's eyes swept over the altar place, and the rain became heavier. In the haze, he vaguely seemed to see countless heroic souls returning to the ruins one by one after protecting the tribesmen in the valley for fifteen years...

Tiemu's return turned into sadness that filled the hearts of the entire Ming clan, causing everyone to become taciturn in the next few days.

The rain outside is getting louder and louder as time goes by, and the sound of rushing is always there. The rain and fog cover the surroundings, becoming more and more blurry in the haze, seeming to connect the sky and the earth, becoming a rain curtain.

Su Ming was in his cave, listening to the pounding rain outside, and continued to immerse himself in meditation. The torture of Emperor Tian's servants continued without stopping.

Tiemu's death did not touch him too much, nor did the sadness lingering here. After all, for him, this was not the place where he had lived for fifteen years, and there were not many memories left.

But he didn't know why, but he felt depressed inside.

"It is difficult to return home after death, and the bones are buried in a different place... Even the Queen of Witches has difficulty in deciding his own life and death... Fortunately for him, at least he knows where his hometown is, and he also knows where the road to his hometown is.

But, where is my hometown...Wushan, where is it...or maybe Wushan is not my real hometown...

Grandpa once told me that I wanted to go to Jieman Mountain. "Su Ming murmured, his eyes became confused, and the scenes in Wushan appeared in front of his eyes, gradually blurring.

Time passed again, and another month slowly passed. In these two months, the warmth of Su Ming's soul slowly reached perfection.

With the end of the nourishment of the soul, his consciousness has reached its current peak. Once dispersed, although it cannot cover a million areas, it can be used for the red dragon, the poisonous corpse of the wild soul, and the puppet body of Yao Yunhai. It's something I feel.

On this day, Su Ming looked solemn while he was sitting cross-legged. As his consciousness slowly spread out in all directions, its focus was on sensing the red dragon, puppets and poisonous corpses. Gradually, his expression darkened. .

The coverage of his spiritual consciousness caused Su Ming's consciousness to spread. As he called out, slowly, the first thing he responded to was a wave of waves coming from the west.

The fluctuation was very weak. The moment it came into contact with Su Ming's spiritual consciousness, Su Ming's mind was blurred, and a faint picture flashed by.

In that picture, there was a huge palace built on a mountain peak. There were eight huge statues in the palace. On the ground between the statues, there was a skeleton half-kneeling there, with its limbs covered with iron. It was chained and nailed deep into the ground.

What responded to Su Ming's fluctuation was not the statue or the skeleton, but a totem outlined on the ground where the skeleton was!

The totem is bulging and hovering on the surrounding ground. It looks like a much smaller red dragon! !

It's just that its color is no longer red, but much darker, with an expression of pain and motionlessness. If you look carefully, you can find that these eight statues are like suppressing, stepping on the red dragon totem. As for the skeleton iron chain in the middle , the location where it was nailed to the earth is exactly where the red dragon's head is!

The picture in Su Ming's mind flashed to reveal this scene, then disappeared without a trace. What appeared next was a new scene. The picture was a swamp. Deep in the swamp, a A pair of green eyes flashed in the darkness, a growl seemed to come out, and the scene disappeared.

Su Ming's eyes suddenly opened, and there was a cold light inside them.

"Yinling Tribe!!" He stood up suddenly, left a trace of consciousness here, took a step towards the outside of the cave, and disappeared in an instant.

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