Volume 1 If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 4 The Rise of the Divine Source Chapter 839 I Am the Lord of the Sky Here

Ten years later.

Ten years is not a long time. Even those monks with long lifespans often just meditate for a short time. They can squander the years as they like, whether it is ten years, a hundred years, or more.

This is something that mortals envy and yearn for. Perhaps immortality is the pursuit of ordinary beings who long to become monks, but it is by no means all.

In addition to immortality, being able to squander time without wasting it is also a reason for hoping to become a monk.

For ordinary mortals, although ten years is not a lifetime, it is a reminiscence. Ten years ago, maybe there was someone accompanying you. Ten years ago, maybe you were still a smug young man. Ten years ago, , maybe you don’t know how to cherish it. Ten years ago, maybe you were still happy and smiling carefree.

But ten years later...

You will only look at the blue sky and white clouds, watch the sunset and sunrise, and sigh... you are still an ordinary person after all.

Ten years can change mortals, but it cannot change many monks. However, it can make a memory gradually buried in the heart, like the fluctuation of a string, without a pair of hands to play it, it will be silent.

The shock of the land of 100,000 stone monuments ten years ago is like this now. It has turned into thoughts that everyone here does not want to talk about. However, the eyes focused on these thoughts will sometimes fearfully fall on one standing among the many stone monuments. , with the word "Mosu" engraved on it...a stone tablet measuring 100,000 feet!

Ten years ago, 10,000 stone tablets shattered and 10,000 monks died, which shocked the entire foreign land and shocked everyone. Ten years later, although this shock and shock were buried in the bottom of my heart, Mosu’s stone tablet, these ten The only stone monument that existed during the catastrophe two years ago has attracted too many eyes in the past ten years.

Zhou Kang's eyes were in these eyes. There were those who came after Su Ming, and there were also other people from this place.

They may not be waiting persistently, or they may not be too curious, but the intensity of the catastrophe ten years ago made them unanimously guess that this catastrophe must be closely related to Mosu's stone tablet.

They were subconsciously waiting for the moment Mo Su, who had not appeared for ten years, would show up. Maybe then. They can find the cause of the catastrophe ten years ago.

In the past ten years, half of the hundred thousand starry sky where the Purple Ecang's body is located has lost its boundaries and merged together. Su Ming's slumber continues with no sign of waking up.

Another decade.

Look at the sky of 100,000 stars. Already completely integrated together, the next step is to start the one hundred thousand hearts that were dyed black. It's a fusion.

After Su Ming fell asleep for a while, he gradually became like the people in the land of 90,000 stone monuments. I have gotten used to Su Ming's stone tablet standing for a long time, used to the stone tablet never having its owner come out, used to the fact that the one hundred thousand stone tablet that was originally a dozen years ago has become ninety thousand in eternity.

Even during this period, there were thousands of new entrants. They didn't know the catastrophe a dozen years ago. The first thing they saw was the ninety thousand stone tablets, and they always thought that here... there were only ninety thousand stone tablets.

Within a period of time, in Su Ming's world, one hundred thousand starry skies completely merged to form an extremely majestic star field. The one hundred thousand black hearts also gradually completed their condensation, turning into one from one hundred thousand parts. ...The only existence floating in this huge starry sky.

But Su Ming is still sleeping, because next, there will be a fusion of one hundred thousand purple clouds, and one hundred thousand parts of purple clouds will condense into his huge body.

Until another sixty years.

A whole hundred and twenty years.

Ten years is like a memory, and a hundred years is like a legend. This legend is like this for mortals. For monks, in this special and monotonous place of 90,000 stone monuments, the scene a hundred years ago slowly followed them time and time again. In the world of stele, the stele grows again and again, and the stele is tried again and again to become one of the tens of thousands, but gradually it will eventually be forgotten.

Nothing is different. Although the one hundred thousand stone tablets have become ninety thousand, there are still tests of one hundred thousand feet, and there are still journeys of memory in the world of each stone tablet.

When more than a month passed, not many people could think of Su Ming.

But Zhou Kang was one of the few. He could never forget Su Ming, the man who liked silence in his eyes and helped him get revenge in exchange for imparting experience to him.

When the fourth Jiazi years came to an end, and the two hundred and forty years of the Four Jiazi years passed away, Su Ming's world, the black heart under the huge starry sky memory, at this moment condensed an extremely majestic... of towering trees.

This big tree occupies most of the starry sky, showing ancient vicissitudes, being completely purple, and carrying indescribable pressure. It is the only real existence in the starry sky at this moment!

In this big purple tree, if you look carefully, you can vaguely see that there is a golden glow in it. At first glance, it looks purple, but in fact, it is a fusion of purple and gold.

Purple is its root and gold is its source!

When the body of this purple tree was completely condensed, the purple light on it was overwhelming, reflecting the entire star field, and its body... gradually shrank!

This is not a simple shrinkage, but a contraction, a rebirth that is almost withered but not withered, as if a life is about to be born in its trunk. The birth of this life requires the nutrients of this big tree, so it follows. As life continues to gather vitality, this big tree will shrink.

This process lasted for a while!

From the time Su Ming fell asleep to now, the five years and three hundred years have been enough for the people in the land of 90,000 stone monuments to forget the catastrophe of the past, and enough for the eyes that often fell on Su Ming's stone monument to be reduced to... There's only one left!

This constant attention belongs to Zhou Kang. In three hundred years, he made the stone tablet more than 90,000 feet several times. He went through the test several times, but failed. But this is no longer in his life. The point is, the reason why he has been paying attention to Su Ming's stone tablet now is because... he wants to testify whether his late wife's guess was correct.

Because, as his cultivation has reached the late stage of the realm, he has long understood that in the world of stone tablets immersed in memory, everything... is false and belongs to the past in the years. Only... his wife's guess is the only one. It is true.

Su Ming was not related to him, but the path Su Ming took was guided by him. The path Su Ming took was based on his wife's guesses and conclusions back then. Even though his wife had died, this was what supported Zhou Kang to persevere. Now, the only support is left.

Another ten years passed.

As the 310th year was about to pass, no one in the world of 90,000 Stone Tablets noticed that a change and difference quietly existed in their world.

This change came from Su Ming's world, and he opened his eyes.

In Su Ming's world, in the majestic starry sky, the big tree is no longer there. What exists in the starry sky is a young man with long black hair and black eyes!

He has black hair that reaches his feet, and his face is pale and almost sickly, but there is a suffocating and majestic vitality swirling in this young man's body like the roar of a storm.

After five years, Su Ming finally completed the third step of shaping the underworld and seizing the body, turning decay into magic and condensing his clone from the big tree of Ecang!

This will be the first time in the entire sky, in the endless years, to seize the clone of a condensed life such as Ecang. This is unprecedented. This clone is not within the rules of the sky, and is beyond the laws of heaven and earth. This clone It is...Su Ming's strongest clone.

This is Ecang's clone!

He opened his eyes.

The moment Su Ming's eyes opened and closed, the entire starry sky trembled, and countless cracks appeared as if surrendering. It seemed that as long as Su Ming had a thought, the star field would collapse and shatter.

There is endless golden light in his eyes, and there is also a rune overlapping shadow in his right eye. This shadow replaces his pupil, exuding indescribable majesty. If someone looks into his eyes, then in an instant, he will My mind roared and was torn apart.

Su Ming mastered Sui Chenzi's 100% divine source and condensed Ecang's complete 100% body. His clone had a cultivation level beyond his imagination the moment it was condensed.

In other words, this is no longer a cultivation level, but an instinct, an instinct to control the source of the gods.

"I don't know how strong this clone is, but in my mind... I am the Lord of a hundred thousand stars here.

Even if someone like the ancestor of the Zhao family, who is at the mid-level peak of the realm, appears more often, my clone can erase them in an instant.

Maybe we can fight against the ancient will of the Land of Death! However, this is only now. I can strongly feel that this body is like a newborn baby. It is still growing and getting stronger with every breath. "When Su Ming whispered to himself, the golden light in his eyes was like the bright sun.

"From now on, any stone tablet in the world of ninety thousand stone tablets will never be able to reach a million feet. Nine hundred thousand feet will become their limit, because... among these million feet, one hundred thousand will forever become Su A certain person...owns it!" A faint smile appeared on Su Ming's face, and he raised his right hand and waved forward.

Immediately, a twisted ripple appeared in the starry sky in front of him. The ripple spread rapidly outward. A moment later, a body appeared out of thin air in the distortion and gradually floated in front of Su Ming.

This is Su Ming's red python and phoenix clone, which was also his first flesh-and-blood clone that also practiced the art of swallowing shadows.

"Clone of Ecang, cultivate the divine source.

Devour the air and cultivate the physical body.

Immortal clan, my true self, cultivate my soul.

I still need a clone to cultivate my enlightenment.

Now, it's time for this Sky Devouring Clone to become powerful..." A golden light flashed in Su Ming's eyes, and he pointed the index finger of his right hand at the Sky Devouring Clone.

"I am the lord of the star domain and the sky that merges with one hundred thousand stars. I have a thought, this body...should become stronger!"

Su Ming whispered. The moment his words fell, rules and laws immediately appeared in this majestic star field, but all these rules and laws, at this moment, were all condensed on Su Ming's space-devouring body.

As Su Ming's Sky Devouring clone opened its eyes at this moment, a powerful aura exploded on this clone like a rising tide.

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