MTL - Pursuit of the Truth-Chapter 1476 A lot of reincarnation

Who can walk into your life, determined by fate, but who can stay in you!>, fate can not be decided, what can really be decided, only oneself.

Since you can't forget it, you can't forget it, even if everything is empty... Even if everything is the afterglow of the evening, as the night falls, it will not be able to find it.

Su Ming walked past the evil spirits wearing a coat and a fight, like his life, from winter to Suchun, or perhaps other seasons. When he walked to the gate, there was no snow behind him. .

Until he reached the gate of the city, behind him, there was a sigh of sorrow, and the sigh was pity, complicated, and proud.

That is the life of mercy Su Ming, that is the choice of the complex Su Ming, which is also the road of pride Su Ming, this sigh gradually fades away, gradually getting farther and farther away from Su Ming, until his footsteps come out of the city gate As soon as he entered the capital city of the ancient funeral, the sigh behind him seemed to have been isolated for countless years and disappeared.

Su Ming did not look back, walked in this city, walked and walked.

He didn't need to know the direction, because at the moment he entered the city gate, he had already seen the direction and saw the three tall towers that stood in the city in the distance, the three towers. Each of the tops is sitting on the top of the knee.

On the high tower in the middle, the person sitting in a royal robe, a sense of strong air transport, as if the whole world, the entire vicissitudes of life, the entire ancient country of burial must be centered on this person, it seems... The place is the ancient funeral country. If he is not there, the ancient funeral country cannot be called the ancient funeral!

He is the emperor of the ancient funeral state, and is the emperor of the ancient funeral that condenses the whole ancient funeral!

Next to it, that is the top of the third tower. The figure of the knee is a middle-aged man. This man looks very beautiful. It is full of a feeling of ecstasy. This feeling is extremely strong and becomes a breath. Around him, when this person looked at Su Ming, it seemed to have the most uncoordinated meaning between heaven and earth.

It seems that this person, even if it is a gas transport, is completely incompatible with it, not tolerant of the heavens and the earth, does not melt the sky, does not melt all things in the world, because...the heavens and the earth, the heavens and the earth, all beings, all can not surpass him at the level. The existence, because... he is the whole of the sky. It seems to be the only one, the creator!

He can create the heavens and the earth, so he can integrate himself into the heavens and the earth. He can create the sky. He can go to the self-destructive identity to integrate the sky. He can create and change all beings, and he can also melt. If it is true, it should be Heaven and earth, the sky, all living things, come and try to merge him!

He is Shura!

The road he condenses, the supreme overbearing Shura!

The three towers are the emperor in the middle, the third is Shura, and the figure on the first high tower is sitting on the knees... At this moment, I am staring at Su Ming.

The figure, with vicissitudes of life, with the passing of the years, seems to have been kneeling here for a long time, waiting for Su Ming here... for a long time.

This figure has no emperor-like whole burial and air transport. I don’t have the overbearing temperament of Shura. I am the creation of the world, but there is a scene in it that seems to be able to distinguish between true and false, and can see through all the illusions. Even seeing the indescribable atmosphere of the years.

This breath, as if it is the limit of wisdom, is the end of life that can be realized, but also a... as if you can understand the air, realize the hegemony, and realize all the ways of life and everything.

On this road, he can never see the illusion, he can see the truth he wants to see!

That is... Lonely!

In the ancient burial country, one of the three major Jiu Dao gods, or the three people at the moment, is no longer a nine-pointed god. Perhaps they have already left their own way and made their own... The road is boundless!

Shura, has already left his own way, has made the road endless, the ancient emperor, apparently also in the two thousand years, smashed his own air, thus becoming a roadless!

And Lonely Hung... He can now sit on the high tower with his knees, which shows that he...has also chosen!

His Majesty is not a real meaning, but a decision, a choice, this choice...···You can’t go back, you can’t turn back, right is right, wrong is wrong, two roads, maybe one is right, Maybe both are wrong...

Once you choose, it is life.

Su Ming's footsteps were slightly, standing on the street of the ancient city of the ancient burial country. He walked past the hurried beings. Su Ming did not go to see it, because he knew that even if he went to see, he could not remember these faces and simply did not look at it.

What he only looked at was the lonely one on the first tower.

The old man is also looking at Su Ming, and his mouth gradually smiles.

"You kid, the old man has been waiting for you for two thousand years!" The voice of the old man with a laughter, at this moment, from his tower on the tower, when he echoed the entire capital, he was introduced to the ear of Su Ming. in.

This simple sentence, the warmth contained in it, Su Ming feels very deep here, making his heart appear warm at this moment, the care is very true, the real let Su Ming... Will remember for a lifetime.

"Disciple Su Ming, see the Master." Su Ming looked at the figure on the tower in the distance, gradually clenched his fist and worshipped deeply there.

Laughter with vicissitudes, more joy, once again, the old man on the tower, has disappeared, appeared in front of Su Ming.

His appearance is still the same, but it is a little weird, and there are more old people. At this moment, when he looks at Su Ming, he looks at his eyes. After carefully watching Su Ming's eyes, his laughter is even louder.

"Good, good, good, after all, I have not let the teacher wait for two thousand years. I promised you that the teacher would have been in the same year. Let you see with your own eyes, the battle between me and the two old people."

This is the commitment of the teacher. Since it is a promise, it is - to do it. It is only two thousand years. Even if it is 20,000 years, 200,000 years and 10,000 yuan, the teacher will wait forever! "There was a lot of wrinkles on the face of the old man. At this moment, in this laughter, it seems that even wrinkles are missing."

"Go!" The old man laughed happily, holding Su Ming's right hand, and his body swayed directly on the tower he was on.

The position of the spire is only one seat, because in the second tower and the third tower, Su Ming can clearly see that there is only one person meditating on the knees.

But on this first tower, there are two places where there are two laps. In other places, it is obvious that the old man has come together for two thousand years. This move is very simple. It looks very ordinary, but it is this unusual. A seat, let Su Ming see here for a moment, his heart trembled.

This seat contains the old man's love for Su Ming, which contains all his kindness to Su Ming, a disciple. It does not require any other return. It is just a kind of love, just a testimony of the Tao.

For example, his relationship with Su Ming, such as the road they chose... is a similar road.

"You two are not dead, we can fight, Laozi's disciple is back, haha." The old man stood there, laughing, his voice leaking out to make Su Ming feel familiar, and felt kind and unreliable.

Almost at the moment when this discourse came out, Shura’s eyes opened openly, revealing a touch of ruthless mans in his eyes. His appearance changed. His breath was different from that of the year. The ruthlessness in his eyes made him look like a whole person. It seems to be no longer a monk.

"For a monk, it is better to fight for two thousand years in a sealed way. Lonely Hung... Your way is still as disgusting as ever!"

"Crap, Laozi's disciple is Laozi's, it's yours. Of course, you should care. I don't care. Who can care? I hope that the old man who is playing the air will not die?" The old man’s eyes turned cold and snorted. Immediately opened up and smashed.

Between the words, sitting cross-legged on the middle tower, the emperor of the ancient burial country slowly opened his eyes. When looking at Su Ming, there was not much emotional change in the look, only a sigh of sigh.

"Xuan Er..."

"My name is Su Ming." Su Ming looked at the emperor of the ancient funeral country, silent for a moment, slowly opening.

The emperor of the ancient burial country, sitting on the knee in the middle of the tall tower, was also silent. After a long while, his low voice, like the whole world, was swirling and rushing out.

"Remember... the story of the wanderer leaving home...·····

Su Ming eyes and eyes, carefully looked at the emperor's eyes, he thought of the old man in the dark night, three thousand years ago, in a booth, the old man.

"Why continue to be confused, you can be chosen as a disciple by Lonely Hung, I am not surprised, because your way, Ben is similar to him, but now Lonely Hung has already chosen the choice, you are not awake." Come?

Wake up, my mysterious child, when you wake up, you are... the emperor of the ancient funeral country, when you wake up... the whole funeral of the ancient funeral will unite you, you will be condensed The only inheritor of the air transport and the path of the lonely, you will be ... the real road is boundless! "The ancient emperor emperor, the figure slowly stood up from the tower, staring at Su Ming, his voice is like the sound of heaven and earth, in this reverberation, all the life in the whole city, in this instant Shocked, all of them bowed down in an instant.

Not only they, the sects of the Eight Dynasties, all the monks in the entire ancient burial, all of them are at this moment, bowing in their respective directions, toward this place...When you worship, go to worship this ancient funeral Ship!

The sky changes, such as the formation of chaos, the earth is foggy, as if it has become the sky, everything is in this moment, as if it has become the center with that figure!

"This is that his path is boundless, but it is not mine." The old man was beside Su Ming, watching the change of the day, slowly opening.

There is boundless life, knowing no end, and there are many times in the cycle.

There is boundlessness in the earth, and there is no limit to life and death.

Let's talk about the hardships of today. When I get sick, I get up at 6 o'clock in the morning and go to the plane at 7:30 in the morning. After arriving at the airport at less than seven o'clock, after all the check-in procedures were completed, I was told that the plane was late and took off at 10 o'clock.

I was depressed at the time, I knew that I might as well sleep more. At 10 o'clock, it was 10 o'clock. I found a seat there, took a nap, ordered a mobile phone alarm clock, and when I woke up at 9:30, I was ready to go on the plane.

But at this time, I was told by the airport that the time was changed to 11 o'clock. I opened my heart, so I found a coffee shop to start the code. It was very messy around, and the writing was slow. It was so easy to reach 11 o'clock. Suddenly The bad news, the flight was canceled, the reason is that the Mudanjiang snow, the airport is closed, I am day and day!

Not only canceled the day, but even the tomorrow was canceled. I want to go home only the day after tomorrow, but I am in a hurry, so I quickly retire the ticket and buy it in Harbin. I have a strong support, I must return today. Family!

At 3:30 in the afternoon, I arrived at Harbin. I looked at the heavy snow outside. I suddenly remembered the intimacy of Chen Meng’s pick-up in Guangzhou. I called a black car, facing the wind and snow, and still on the road. It is estimated that you can get home after one and a half hours.

I am seriously ill, from 6 am to the present, this chapter is written on the black car, connected to the computer with a mobile phone to update.

There is only one chapter, because I have already seen the cold friend who left me this morning, and is slowly coming back.

Damn big snow, **** airport, **** cold!