Volume 1: If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 3: Famous in the Eastern Wilderness Chapter 574: The Enemy Is Coming!

Chapter 574 of Volume Three, Famous in the Eastern Wilds, The Enemy Is Coming!

The black piece of wood floated in front of Su Ming, emitting a faint light. Su Ming's eyes fell on Bai Su's father, looking at his lifeless body with a dazed smile on his face. (-< Shuhai Pavilion >-Net.)

Su Ming would not believe anything easily, but at this moment, Bai Su's father's previous words appeared in his mind, and looking at his dead body, all these made him hesitate about life skills.

"Fate..." Su Ming closed his eyes. When he opened them after a while, he looked at the black piece of wood in front of him. He suddenly raised his right hand and held the piece of wood. His eyes showed a strange light. The moment he touched the piece of wood, Su Ming vaguely seemed to see scenes of life, old age, sickness and death of all sentient beings...

The scene flashed by, and strange faces and unfamiliar voices finally turned into a huge smiling face, but this smiling face was crying and suddenly came towards Su Ming, which shocked Su Ming at the same time. , the trance in front of his eyes dissipated, and everything returned to its original state.

The body of Bai Su's father was still sitting cross-legged, and the surroundings were still dark. The distant sound of waves on the sea came from time to time, blending with the relative silence.

But here, Su Ming couldn't calm down, because deep in his heart, the vague sound of the tearful smiling face just now echoed.

"What is fate?"

This is a question. This voice does not seem to be asking others, but is asking oneself in a certain perception. Due to the special fluctuations, this perception permeates the black wood, and it is precisely because of the condensation of the perception, This makes this black piece of wood extraordinary!

Su Ming had asked himself this question before when he had a hint of life-cultivation aura, but at that time, he asked himself with hesitation and confusion.

And now this vague voice coming from the black wood is a self-question after seeing through and understanding clearly, with a trace of recollection and a trace of emotion.

The words are the same, but the meaning is very different.

Su Ming opened his mouth, but forgot the answer. He couldn't answer the question because he was even more confused. (-< Shuhai Pavilion >-Net.)

What is fate... Su Ming was silent. He suddenly felt that the insights that appeared in some of his previous thoughts seemed a bit insignificant now.

The three words that came out of the black wooden block seemed to be self-questioning, but in fact, the feeling that existed in these three words was clearly an expression of perception after enlightenment.

"The ancestors of the Bai family practiced fortune-telling based on this, and gained profound insights and knowledge of the heavenly arts of fortune-telling... All of this may be because of these three words!" Su Ming closed his eyes, and the three words "fate" kept popping up in his mind.

The sound of these three words has been vicissitudes of life, revealing endless years, and contains endless wisdom and emotion. After listening to it, people can't help but feel in a trance, and even their consciousness will be immersed in it.

Su Ming just sat on the rock with his eyes closed, unwilling to wake up amid the whirling sounds in his mind.

Time passed slowly, and when the next morning came, a halo emerged from the thick clouds in the distance, making the sea and sky slightly brighter, and the surrounding darkness was slowly covered.

Su Ming did not wake up. He had been sitting there, silently comprehending and thinking, forgetting the passage of time.

Hu Zi finally woke up after three days. He was breathing heavily and seemed to be a little sleepy. When he opened his eyes and saw the bald crane, he was stunned for a moment and became stunned.

The bald-haired crane was also looking at Huzi at this moment. After one person and one crane looked at each other for a long time, the bald-haired crane suddenly realized that the big man in front of him seemed a little stupid...

So it rolled its eyes, looked solemn, and spoke slowly.

"You finally wake up. I have been waiting for you for many years. You little baby, do you know how much energy I have spent on getting you to wake up..." The bald-haired crane's voice was slow and contained a sense of majesty, but this majesty was almost just... Appearing, Hu Zi's eyes widened, he raised his palm and slapped Bald Crane directly. This slap was so sudden that Bald Crane didn't notice at all, and was still confused by Hu Zi's expression. At this moment After being slapped on the face, his whole body was immediately swept away by a strong force and flew to the side. -< Shuhai Pavilion >-Net.

"You ***, your Grandpa Tiger is the smartest in the Ninth Peak, and you dare to fool me!" Huzi's eyes widened, he stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and yelled at the bald crane.

"I was talking about why I feel like someone is always tickling Grandpa Hu when I'm sleeping. It turns out it's you, bald man. See if I don't strangle you to death!" Hu Zi said, getting furious and striding straight towards the place. The bald crane was almost blinded and left.

Seeing the tiger striding forward with anger and eyes wide open, the bald crane immediately screamed and became angry. The few hairs on its body stood up at this moment, and its wings flapped a few times.

"Oh, you little kid, you dare to do this to me. If you don't give me 10,000 spar for this matter, even if that boy Su is here, I will still be done with you!!" As he said this, the bald crane looked like a little kid. It flapped its wings like a chicken, and it didn't look like it was approaching a tiger, but that it was going out to leave the cave.

Huzi looked disdainful. When he raised his right hand, a spar immediately appeared in his hand. He threw it towards the place. The sound of the spar falling to the ground was very clear. The bald crane was retreating. After hearing the sound at this moment, Almost subconsciously, he threw himself towards the crystal that fell on the ground. This action was almost without any hesitation and was completely instinctive.

But the moment it pounced on the spar, Huzi's right fist had already been raised and hit the bald crane.

"You're such a kid, I've been playing like this since I was three years old, and yet I dare to play tricks on you, Grandpa Tiger!"

Let’s not mention Huzi and Bald-haired Crane here. On Bai Su’s side, on the third day when Su Ming was immersed in that state of enlightenment, he calmly took away his father’s body. She seemed to have known that this would happen, and there was no expression on her face. Unexpectedly, the sadness was just the tears that could not be concealed.

Some of the people who took refuge in the Ninth Peak chose to leave in the following days. Before each of them left, they would look at the place where Su Ming meditated and left the Ninth Peak with awe. , to find their home that may have been submerged, or may still exist.

The wild silk threads on these people did not dissipate, but existed deeply in their bodies after they lost their lives, and were taken away with them as they left.

The people who chose to stay in the Ninth Peak, led by the white-robed old man who was the leader of the Tiantian Sect, stayed silently in the middle of the Ninth Peak. They had no home and no idea where they were going. Here, It is their only destination.

Huzi, after learning about what happened in Tianmen in the past few days, his mood changed from shock to giggle, and finally to pride.

The Ninth Peak belongs to Su Ming and Hu Zi. He is the master here, and everyone else is just a guest. Especially because of Su Ming's existence, everyone who chooses to stay in the Ninth Peak is extremely polite to Hu Zi. He didn't dare to offend, even the old man in white robes, the leader of Tiantian Sect.

As for the bald crane, he glared at Huzi all day long, but every time he saw Huzi throwing the crystal, he immediately turned into a smiling face and ran straight towards the crystal, but...

After Huzi once threw a stone that he had researched many years ago, it looked like a crystal and had a similar breath, but it was not a crystal, but a stone solidified from discarded crystal powder. Bald Hair The crane pounced on it as always, and before he even noticed it, Hu Zi was proud of himself and despised the bald crane.

"What a fool, Grandpa Tiger and I are smart!"

"Hmph, I really thought I didn't know about the fake crystal, but even if it's a fake crystal, I can still use it to fool others, so why not."

This person and a crane were just like this on the ninth peak. When Su Ming was immersed in that realization, they were playing with each other very happily.

On the ninth peak, besides Hu Zi, there is another transcendent existence, that is Bai Su. The matter between Bai Su and Su Ming was not a secret matter in Tianmen back then. Many people saw it. Now, in the eyes of many people, he is considered half the owner of the Ninth Peak.

As time passed, when a month passed, Su Ming still didn't wake up. He was still immersed in that realization, lingering on the tone contained in the three words "what is fate".

He was trying to find out what kind of feeling the person who said these three words that year had imprinted on the black wooden block of destiny had when he said these words with emotion.

At that time, the ancestors of the Bai family had also gone through Su Ming's current path. With his continuous understanding, he had the powerful cultivation and became one of the founders of Tianhan Sect.

At this moment, Su Ming was also taking steps on this path.

It's just that the understanding varies from person to person. The same sentence or tone, but different people will gain different insights.

In this realization, in the peace of those who chose to stay on the ninth peak, in the play of tigers and bald cranes, in Bai Su standing silently on the top of the mountain, her black hair was blown up, revealing her graceful figure. At that time, this quiet scene was in the distance, outside the protective light curtain on the edge of the huge island where Han Zong was located that day, at this moment...

The Dead Sea roared, the waves roared, and more than hundreds of huge heads emerged from the surface of the sea. Eyes emitting cold light stared at the protective light curtain, constantly approaching.

Further away, in the rolling sea, you can see dragons showing their huge bodies from time to time, roaring and whirling, and in the farthest place, on the Dead Sea, a huge boat... that is ten thousand feet long appeared. ! !

At the head of the boat, stood a slender figure. His appearance could not be clearly seen, but he could only see his ruthless and proud eyes, which were flashing like dazzling stars!

Next to him, there was a woman accompanying him. This woman's hair was flying in the sea breeze, and she was very elegant.

"Brother Beiling, is this the Tianhan Sect of the Barbarian Nanchen?" The woman looked at the island behind the protective light and spoke softly.

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I was rushing home all night on the highway, and I didn't expect to get home until after 11 p.m. Now I am in the service area, and my mobile phone has 3G signal. I will update this chapter.

Tomorrow, break out! ! !

Thank you to the General League, thank you fellow Taoists, thank you for your understanding, I will not let you down! !

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