Pursuit of the Truth

Cang is a color, and it represents gray that is close to white, which may be a little inappropriate, because this color often makes people look at it, and it will give people a heavy and almost desolate feeling. .

It is both color and desolation.

Mang, on the other hand, represents ambiguity and infinity... When merged with the sky, it turns into an... boundless vast world.

In this vastness, how many human beings are contained, how many worlds exist, how many joys and sorrows there are, and the passage of time rolls back the long river of time that cannot be counted.

No one knows.

In the vastness that seems to have remained unchanged since ancient times, there is a figure sitting cross-legged on a huge compass. He is wearing a black robe, with long hair hanging down, his head lowered, and his whole body exudes a strong aura of death. He... …It’s Xuan Zang!

When he was sitting cross-legged in meditation, under the air of death, there was also ancient vicissitudes, as if by sitting there, he had forgotten how many years had passed, and he had forgotten the way he lived...

Until this moment, a sigh echoed from Xuan Zang's mouth in this vast time. At this moment, his head... slowly lifted up. His eyes, which had always been closed, seemed to have never been opened in a long time. , at this moment... slowly, slowly, open it!

The moment he opened his eyes, the entire vast world suddenly erupted with an endless roar. This roar rolled around, as if the entire vast world was shocked by Xuan Zang's action of opening his eyes at this moment. Sensated by the breath coming out!

The mist was billowing, spinning rapidly around Xuan Zang, and turned into a vortex, sweeping the entire vastness. Under this rumbling rotation of the boundless whirlpool, Xuan Zang's eyes were completely opened!

A flash of light that shook the sky was revealed in his eyes. This light dissipated in just a moment and turned into calmness... Those were not Xuan Zang's eyes, those were... Su Ming's eyes!

In this fight for the body, the moment Su Ming stepped out of thirty-three countries, the moment he stepped into Xuan Zang's eyebrows, he...succeeded!

I succeeded. Su Ming, who had taken away Xuan Burial's body, spoke softly when he opened his eyes, looking at the familiar vastness and the whirlpool in front of him.

When his murmuring voice echoed, Su Ming lowered his head and looked at the black feathers in his open palm. The breath of the bald crane faintly spread out from the feathers, filling Su Ming's heart.

I am... Su Ming. Su Ming closed his eyes. He felt the body in front of him and felt that there was an ancient world in this body.

Just like the world existed on Sang Xiang's wings, Su Ming also saw a world in his own body that had successfully seized the body.

Mysterious burial has not failed. Staring at the world inside his body, Su Ming's sigh was filled with vicissitudes of life, echoing in the vastness and the world inside his body.

It was a world... that had been dead for an unknown number of years. In that world, Su Ming saw the Ancient Burial Kingdom and the sects everywhere, but they had been turned into ruins and wreckage, without a single living being. .

It seemed that all of this had withered one by one as Xuan Zang closed his eyes and as the death energy filled his body.

The three thousand years I have experienced before were a struggle for the body, and the world of those three thousand years was... whether it was an ancient burial or a mysterious burial, it all belonged to him... a memory before death.

In this memory, I became him. From this point of view, I succeeded... But from his perspective, his goal is to be resurrected at all costs, and at this moment... he is indeed resurrected. It's just my will to resurrect. Su Ming murmured softly, looking at the dead world inside his body and talking to himself.

Su Ming slowly fell silent, until he no longer murmured anything, but time kept passing by in this vast world, as if a thousand years had passed by just one change in his thoughts...

When Su Ming raised his head and put away the feathers in his palms, he slowly stood up from the compass!

The moment he stood up, the entire vast whirlpool roared into the sky. The rotation of the vortex made the vastness become an endless sea of ​​anger, and Su Ming... standing on the compass, his figure at this moment seemed like this angry sea. Master of the sea.

This is the endless path. Su Ming whispered to himself, but the desolation and passion contained in his voice represented the loneliness of being the only one in the vast expanse.

Like a human being, he has become a god, and from a god... he has become the sole master. Su Ming stood on the compass. For a long, long time, he sat down cross-legged again, and closed his eyes alone in this vast world. .

I have reached the extreme of my path... Su Ming closed his eyes and took a deep breath while sighing in his heart. Almost at the moment he inhaled, the whirlpool swirling around him started to form at this moment. With rumbling scrolls, they all rushed straight towards Su Ming. In an instant, they all poured in from all positions of Su Ming's body and entered directly into Su Ming's body.

In Su Ming's body, the whirlpool continued to impact the dead world in Su Ming's body. Gradually, this endless vast whirlpool condensed at the center of gravity of the dead world, in the capital city belonging to the ancient burial ground. became a point.

This point, like a seed, was buried deeply into the world at this moment...

Years passed, and thousands of years passed in the blink of an eye...Thousands of years later, a tree appeared in this dead world. It was...the tree of enlightenment!

The roots of this tree spread across the earth, using this vastness as nourishment, and slowly grew. Just as Haohao changed the world back then, Su Ming is now changing the world in his body in the same way.

He has endless time and unimaginable patience to complete it step by step.

A thousand years later, when the Taoist Proving Tree had reached the sky and covered the entire world, there were no ruins or wreckage in the world inside Su Ming's body. Everything seemed to be back to where it started. Mountains could be seen, and mountains could be seen. Jiang He could also see everything in Su Ming's memory about the three thousand years of ancient burials.

Perhaps, there is some kind of power that allowed Su Ming to go through three thousand years of fighting for his body, causing him to slowly change the world into what he remembered now when he changed it.

Perhaps, this mysterious power belongs to Xuan Zang.

But no matter what, it was no longer important. When the enlightenment tree in Su Ming's body towered into the sky, and the tree crown replaced the sky, Su Ming opened his eyes in the lotus position.

My life has a midwinter, so this world has a winter, just like the autumn sun, like the summer rain, and just like the exuberance of spring. This is life and my world. When Su Ming murmured softly, a feeling in his body In the world, spring, summer, autumn and winter have existed since then.

The compass under Su Ming's body has always been moving forward during these thousands of years, causing Su Ming's body to continuously absorb the power from the vast world to nourish the world in his body and change the past death, even if it is Now that the world has taken shape and has four seasons, Su Ming still continues to move forward.

As time passed, years also existed in the world inside Su Ming's body, as if the world had become a complete whole. The only thing missing... was life.

In reincarnation, in the vastness, I look for their traces, until I find all the traces, it's me... When I open the gate of the underworld, it will be the first time in my life that I open the gate of the underworld, and it will also be the first time in my life that I open the gate of the underworld. ...The last time. Su Ming, who was sitting cross-legged on the compass, stared at the vastness in the distance, feeling the loneliness of thousands of years, feeling the love of only one person in all directions, he understood that such a love would last forever for him, Such loneliness has no end.

This is the infinite path. Su Ming spoke softly, took off the beads on his wrist, stared at it for a moment and waved his left hand towards the boundless sky. As the boundless sky rolled around, infinite power suddenly condensed and merged into the string of beads. Finally, Su Ming left the seventh one. With a wave of the remaining beads, six of these beads seemed to have come to life, turning into butterflies and flying into the distance until they disappeared one by one in his body. before.

Only the seventh one was held in Su Ming's palm.

The only eight butterflies left in the vast sky are my hope for finding traces... Su Ming murmured. The mulberry phase in the vast sky was born on the ancient tree of Zhengdao. They have the same name and the same vitality. It can even be said that they are one.

As the Enlightenment Tree collapsed in the past years, they could only dance in the vastness and become wanderers who could not find a home... Because their origins were the same, Su Ming firmly believed that a great master could be born on the wings of the seventh mulberry phase. Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, Huzi, Yuxuan Canglan and others, then there must be traces of these people on the wings of other Sangxiangs.

Collecting all these traces together can become a must to open the gate of Hades.

However, these are all Su Ming's speculations. Maybe he can succeed, or maybe... it's just his wishful thinking. But no matter what, Su Ming will try. Even if he cannot succeed, he will never give up and will continue to look for others. method, this is His way.

Holding the seventh bead, Su Ming slowly closed his eyes. The bead in his hand could not turn into a butterfly, because there was... no evil spirit belonging to the Bald-haired Crane in it.

Time passed, and Su Ming's compass kept moving forward in this vast world. Su Ming was used to the feeling of loneliness and lust, and could only get used to it. He had been alone for a thousand years and had been lonely for ten thousand years. …until thirty thousand years have passed…

In front of Su Ming, a huge butterfly appeared in the vast sky. It was a Sang Xiang, a butterfly that was not given life by Su Ming 30,000 years ago, but that had not yet been destroyed by Xuan Burial.

There is not much death energy in this butterfly, and there are countless lives on its four wings. There may be people here who know that the world they are in is the wings of Sangxiang, and there may be people trying to struggle like Sanhuang, but there is no doubt... …They are still happy.

Because what they encountered now was not the Xuan Zang from before, but Su Ming.

Su Ming sat cross-legged on the compass, silently looking at the Sangxiang butterfly in the distance. Almost as soon as Su Ming approached, the butterfly visibly trembled, revealing an aura of fear.

I won't erase you, I just want to take away some... traces. (To be continued.