Volume 1: If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 4: The Rise of the Divine Source Chapter 880: The Demonic Ghost Scales the Elephant

There may be only one kind of light in ordinary times.

But at this moment, in Su Ming's eyes, the light was divided into two types, one was the domineering light of strong light, and the other was the soft light of weak light.

The brilliant light of the sun and moon statues illuminated the entire secret room, causing every position in the room to be covered in light. Domineering and gentleness did not intersect. Instead, the room was divided into two semicircles with the place where Su Ming was as the center. .

One side is extremely domineering, while the other side is as gentle as water.

Su Ming's closed eyes also showed two different colors, making his body seem to be scattered at this moment. With the tip of his nose as the center, his body turned into two different strong ones. Dark light.

Su Ming put his hands, palms up, on his knees. Daokuishan on his right hand gradually felt as if he was alive in the light. The evil ghost became more and more ferocious, and the ghost on its claws Bats roared.

After a moment, the ghost from Daokui Mountain suddenly raised its head. As its whole body twisted, it suddenly floated up from Daokui Mountain. Its body was like mist, surrounding Su Ming, wandering between strong light and weak light. It looked extremely strange. .

Su Ming's expression was as usual, with his eyes still closed. There was an elephant in his left hand. At this moment, there was also a roar. As it slowly decomposed, it suddenly turned into an illusory shadow of an elephant and a scale. Following the fierce ghost Wander together.

"The power that exists as long as you believe it appears!" Su Ming's eyes suddenly opened and closed, and for a moment, the light in his eyes had the illusion that it was blending into the strong and weak light of the secret room and becoming the third kind of light here.

The moment he opened his eyes, Dao Kui Li Gui, who was walking beside Su Ming, looked up to the sky and let out a roar. In the midst of his roar, he raised his left hand sharply and grabbed the scale that was also wandering beside him.

The scale was in his hand, as if the evil ghost had transformed into a person weighing the scale at this moment. When he picked up the scale, the image of Taiping turned into a rainbow, which naturally appeared on the scale.

All this sounds slow, but the real process is completed in a few breaths. The evil ghost's expression is no longer ferocious, but has a touch of majesty. At the same time, he grabs the bat with his right hand and immediately hangs it. On the scale.

The moment he completed this action, what appeared in front of Su Ming was a picture of a ghost weighing an elephant!

That bat is clearly a weight!

Everything was so perfect. There was no flaw in Su Ming's perfection, as if it was how it should be.

"The elephant has two bodies, one is the body of reality, and the other is the illusion of emptiness and flatness!" A vague voice buzzed from the mouth of the fierce ghost.

"The reality of weighing an image is like that of a respected person in the sect, which cannot be achieved by the master of the spirit. The emptiness of measuring an image is like the illusion of a scene, but it can be weighed... This image has three breaths!"

After the scene of the Li Gui weighing the elephant remained in front of Su Ming for about three breaths, it turned into two long rainbows and went straight to Su Ming's eyes. Among them, Daokui Li Gui and the bat weighing weight instantly penetrated into Su Ming's left eye and disappeared. .

The Taiping Youxiang and the steelyard entered Su Ming's right eye and disappeared in a flash.

Su Ming's body suddenly shook.

"Believe me..." Su Ming murmured, his eyes were cloudy, and he really felt the power contained in his eyes at this moment, because this power was now a strong voice in his mind.

This voice was filled with supreme majesty, like a roar, and the voice kept echoing. Su Ming did not feel any danger. It was not that he had any spiritual content, and he was preparing to seize the body. This was an unknown feeling that seemed to remain in the years. Sounds from thousands of years ago.

This sound cannot be heard in ordinary times. It can only be heard in the light of the sun and moon statue. After Daokui Ligui and Taiping Youxiang belong to the same person at the same time, they are pushed by the power of the divine source to unfold the scene of the Ligui scaling the elephant. will appear.

In other words, the scene of the fierce ghost weighing the elephant is the core of the three heavens, and the strange power that Su Ming desires in the three heavens is... hidden in this scene of the fierce ghost weighing the elephant... That sentence, the three heavens A word!

"Believe me..." This voice kept echoing, making Su Ming feel obsessed.

Use an illusory picture to store a sound, and use the three heavens to cover up this picture. This sound, these three words, are the core, the source of that strange power.

"I didn't expect that the power that makes me persistent... actually came out of just this sentence." Su Ming's eyes flashed, and he looked very strange at this moment, and his murmuring voice seemed to have a hint of something strange. An ethereal feeling.

"The vicissitudes of this sentence...and just one sentence can condense such a powerful force, it is definitely not something that...the two gods of the sun and moon can do!

I'm afraid that the origins of these three Taoist gods are before the two gods of the sun and moon, or... this is an existence older than the two gods of the sun and moon, and the treasure left behind by him! "Su Ming's heart beat a few times faster, his eyes glowed, and he slowly tried to grasp the hands on his knees.

"This power needs to be understood. The ancestor of the Yu family has found some understanding from it, so he can slightly expand this power... I can feel that if I can hold it with both hands, it will be outside my body at this moment. The strong and weak light reabsorbs ****, then... I can succeed."

As Su Ming slowly clenched his hands into fists, the light in the secret room immediately became violently distorted, as if the light turned into rays of light. These rays of light were rapidly condensing towards Su Ming's hands from all directions.

Time passed slowly, and one day passed in the blink of an eye.

During this day, Su Ming did not blink at all. As the dim light in his eyes became more and more intense, the edges around the secret room suddenly turned pitch black from the previous light.

From the looks of it, this secret room is very strange, as if the light is limited to a certain area, and it is clearly distinguishable from the surrounding dark courtyard, as if there is a boundary that separates them.

Su Ming's face flashed with light and dark, and countless blood streaks could be faintly seen in the dim light of his eyes. His body seemed calm, but deep in his heart, there was a storm, and the voice continued. , echoed again and again, roaring and roaring in Su Ming's mind again and again.

At the beginning, it took a long time for this voice to appear again, but now, this voice seemed to be connected together in Su Ming's mind, constantly whirling around.

"Believe me...believe me...believe me..."

There was no fluctuation in the vicissitudes of that voice. It had replaced Su Ming's thinking and consciousness. It was as if his body was empty at this moment, and only that sentence was spreading.

All this seemed dangerous, but in fact Su Ming knew that the danger was not high, and his vigilance had never diminished at all. This was an insight gained from this voice left over from ancient times.

If he succeeds, he can gain the power contained in this sentence. If he fails, it is just a failure.

A whole day passed again. Su Ming had been meditating cross-legged in this secret room for two days. The voice in his mind now seemed to have endless echoes, and slowly seemed to be re-emitting from the outside. Condensation.

After the third day passed, the voice in Su Ming's mind finally completed the process from spreading to re-condensing, and turned into a sentence again.

"Believe me……"

This sentence sounded different to Su Ming from everything he had heard before. Although he could not tell the specific difference, the moment the sound echoed, Su Ming's mind started to roar.

In this roar, his consciousness was instantly distorted, as if his soul was forcibly pulled into a strange world by those words.

This is a broken sky. The sky is dark blue and is rapidly collapsing. Loud rumbling noises reverberate in the sky. You can see pillars of light penetrating the sky with ear-piercing whistling. Here, the space shatters and the sky disintegrates.

Especially after these beams of light fell on the earth, they immediately formed ring-shaped impacts, sweeping across the surroundings and shattering the earth layer by layer.

It's like the end of the world, and the world is being destroyed.

"Believe me..." At this moment, a majestic voice suddenly came from the earth. Su Ming glanced at it and immediately saw a mountain peak on the earth that was shattering and undulating like waves. Up there, there's a person standing!

This is a young man wearing a blue shirt with white hair. His appearance looks very ordinary, there is nothing unusual about him, but there is a strong sense of vicissitudes of life in him.

It was as if he had experienced too many stories in his life, which gave him an impact that was unspeakable but could be unforgettable for a lifetime.

He stood on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, his eyes revealed sadness, his clothes were blown by the wind, and his white hair fluttered in the wind. He seemed to be looking at the sky, and his voice echoed.

"Believe me……"

Su Ming's heart was shaken. He looked at the man and saw that in front of the man, on the collapsing earth, there were countless creatures kneeling down and worshiping them. These creatures were trembling, obviously afraid of the collapse of the world, but they were No one got up and ran away.

They looked at the white-haired man, as if this man's words were a kind of faith and a kind of supreme reverence for them.

“Someone once said to me that if you believe in me, heaven and earth will decay but I will be immortal; heaven and earth will perish but I will not perish… Today, I say to you…

Believe me……"

Su Ming's mind was shaken. Everything in front of him suddenly shattered into countless fragments. The fragments slowly disappeared in front of him as they flew.

Su Ming "opened" his eyes, or in other words, he opened his eyes originally, but this time it was his soul that opened his eyes.

It was still a secret room, surrounded by darkness... Only in his hands, the sun with a strong and domineering light in his left hand, and the moon with a weak and soft light in his right hand, all the light in the secret room were condensed in Su Ming's hands.

"I understand." Su Ming's face showed a trace of vicissitudes of life. If you look carefully, this vicissitudes of life... is somewhat similar to that of the man in white. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe and reward (this site). Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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