Chapter 327: Allah

As we all know, before the ancient times, it was the immortal gu, and for the ancient times, the immortal ancient is the legend.

Similarly, for the Immortal Gu, the Ancient is also a legend, Mo Jingu, even if the Immortal Gu knows the name of the Ancient Age, even Su Luo only knew it by chance.

How did the old road of the sea of flowers know about the ancient times?

And whether it is the Immortal Gu or the Desolate Ancient Era has always been synonymous with the end, no one knows how it perished, yes, everything about the Immortal Gu and the Desolate Ancient Era is extremely mysterious, and there are very few people in the world who know these two eras.

But one thing is certain, once this portrait is revealed, it will definitely cause a huge sensation in this world, and even those bigwigs in the ground will snatch it.

Is it an exaggeration?

No!

No exaggeration!

After all, the Immortal Gu was a Desolate Ancient before, and everything in the Desolate Ancient Era had a fatal allure for many people.

Suddenly.

Su Luo seemed to be attracted by something, it was a ring, exactly the same as Su Luo's, there was no difference, it was full of quaint and old-fashioned atmosphere.

"Old Dao, the ring on this ....."

This black ring has been worn on Su Luo's hand since he got it in a monument, and although he doesn't know exactly what this black ring is, one thing is for sure, this black ring is definitely not simple.

Su Luo suspected more than once that this ring was not a product of this era, of course, it was just a suspicion, after all, from the outside, this black ring was no different from an ordinary ring, and if you didn't probe carefully, you wouldn't be able to see it at all.

But now, there is a ring in the portrait in the ancient era that is exactly the same as Su Luo's hand, which has to be investigated.

Could it be that the ring is from an ancient era? Or is it just the same?

I don't know.

Huahai Lao Dao did not respond, but looked at the woman in the portrait, his eyes seemed to have some reminiscence, and like some nostalgia, and a trace of helplessness, after a while, he said: "I think you also know that the portrait is from the ancient era, and the ring on it should naturally belong to the product of the ancient era." ”

"You mean, my ring is from the Ancient Times?"

"I don't know, maybe it's just the same. As if he remembered something, Huahai Lao Dao asked, "By the way, where did you get this ring?"

"I got it from a monument, Su Luodao: What's wrong?"

Well!

Huahai Lao Dao frowned and said, "Then can you take it off?"

"Can't!"

Su Luo didn't know how many times he tried to take it off, but there was no way to do it, this ring was like being connected to his flesh and blood, it didn't move at all, no matter what method was used, it was useless.

"And that kind of thing?"

Huahai Lao Dao is simply unheard of, and he has never heard of the ring on his hand that cannot be removed.

Su Luo didn't explain, looked at the portrait in front of him, and said, "Old Dao, if this portrait is really from the Ancient Era, how did you get it?"

"Because this is what the mother left!"

"Niangniang, is it the woman in the painting?"

Just finished, Su Luo shook his head again, it shouldn't be possible, if this portrait is really the Ancient Era, and the woman in it also belongs to the Ancient Era, then how long has it been since now? You must know that the Ancient Era is not only the most mysterious era, but also the most distant era, even more distant than the Immortal Gu, which can belong to the legend of the legend.

In that case, how could it be the woman in the painting?

Really.

Huahai Lao Dao shook his head and said, "Of course not!"

"And what was her purpose in leaving this portrait? Or is there something in it?"

"Before leaving, Niangniang handed me this portrait, only four words!"

"Four words?

"Find Allah!"

"Allah!"

It was the first time Su Luo had heard this fresh name, and he had never recorded Allah in any ancient book, yes, never Sakura

"What is Allah?"

Hua Hai Lao Dao looked at the woman in the portrait and said with a bitter smile: "I don't know, the lady left with only these four words, but according to my guess, will this so-called Allah be some kind of pronoun?"

Su Luo didn't speak, one hand supported his chin, his eyes were squinted, as if he was pondering something, as if something was flashing in his mind, and after a long time, he said: "In this way, you have been looking for this so-called Allah for so many years!"

"Sort of!"

"Did you find it?"

"No, but there are some clues now!" When he said this, Huahai Lao Dao stared at Su Luo tightly, staring at the black ring on his hand exactly.

"Clues?" As soon as Su Luo finished, he noticed the gaze of the old Dao of the sea of flowers, as if he realized something, and said in surprise: "You don't think I'm the Allah, right?"

Huahai was silent, just looking at him.

Feeling uncomfortable by the cloudy eyes of the old man of the sea of flowers, Su waved his hand and said, "Impossible, how can I be the Allah of that Laoshzi."

"I don't have you either, I just think it's possible, besides, the result of the lady giving me this portrait is not so simple!" Huahai Old Dao said in a deep voice: "What's more, the ring in your hand is exactly the same as the ring on the woman, which has to make people suspect that you are the Allah"

"What is Allah, why do you want to find Allah?

"Maybe you can only know this answer after you find it, isn't the rumor, is the doomsday havoc coming? I wonder if this Allah is the ultimate source to stop the doomsday havoc?"

The advent of life represents the coming of the apocalypse, and many people are preparing for it, and the same is true for the master, otherwise he would not have fallen so many lives.

"Then I can't be the Allah! I don't have any other hobbies, every time I drink and chat, flirt with my sister, occasionally go out to meet a young woman or something, this is already very satisfying for me to come, as for stopping the apocalypse, I'm sorry, no I have this ability, even if I have, I don't have that idleness!"

"Your son, isn't the life of the next people as good as your hobby?"

"That's right!" Su Luo took a sip of wine and said lightly: "What does it have to do with me? I am a human being, an ordinary person who cannot be an ordinary person, saving the common people is what the Buddha does, as for me, I am not a Buddha, nor do I have that kind of bodhisattva heart, so whether they are dead or alive has nothing to do with me!"

"You guy!"

Huahai Lao Dao was full of helplessness, if he couldn't beat Su Luo, he would have to teach him a good lesson, it was the first time he met someone with a strange personality like Su Luo, it was like a person who was not a person, a demon was not a demon!

"Forget it, forget it, I hope you are not the Allah now, otherwise I really don't know if it is the misfortune or great luck of the next life!"

Su Luo smiled faintly and said nothing.

However, although he didn't talk about Allah, the cloudy eyes of the old man of the flower sea flashed with a cunning look, and he kept staring at the black ring on Su Luo's hand, and said with a smile: "Suzi, I have always been curious, what is this ring, the lady once did, if there is a ring exactly like the one in this portrait in the ground, then this person must be an extraordinary existence even if it is not Allah, but compared to that Allah, what makes me more curious is the ring in your hand!"

"Do you really want to know?" the corners of Su Luo's mouth rose slightly, crossed a strange arc, and smiled lightly.

Huahai Lao Dao nodded vigorously, he really wanted to know, you must know that it has been five thousand years since the mother left, these five thousand years, he has been looking for the so-called Allah all the time, and at the same time he also wants to know what this ring is, why the mother will specifically mention this sentence.

"Since you want to know, then you can find out for yourself!"

Hearing this, Huahai Lao Dao was stunned, as if he didn't expect Su Luo to be like this, he looked at Su Luo's face for three or four seconds, as if he wanted to see something.

But after looking at it for a while, Su Luo's face was still plain and bland, without any emotional color, Huahai Lao Dao groaned for a moment, gritted his teeth, and sacrificed his divine sense to explore the past, perhaps because of the mystery and weirdness of the ring, so at the beginning, Huahai Lao Dao can be described as a heart, I thought that there would be many obstacles, but I didn't expect that Huahai Lao Dao's divine sense entered the ring at once.

However.

To go in is to go in.

But Huahai Lao Dao was stunned in place, and his expression could be said to be as shocked as he was shocked, and as shocked as he was to be shocked.

Appearing in front of the old road of the sea of flowers is not a very scary thing, but the boundless darkness, yes, it is darkness, you can't see the end at a glance, you can't imagine how big it is, like a vast starry sky,

There was nothing else, but it was this endless darkness that made the old man of the sea of flowers change his expression greatly, because he found that the endless darkness around him was alive.

What is this concept?

hasn't waited for the old way of the sea of flowers to come to his senses.

Wow.

The boundless darkness invaded like a storm, and it was as if the world was rapidly shrinking, squeezing, terrifying, terrifying.

It's okay if it's the old Dao deity of Huahai, but after all, this is just a divine sense, and there is no attack power at all, once the divine consciousness is damaged, the deity will inevitably be frustrated, and it is even possible to regress because of cultivation.

Seeing the boundless darkness rolling wildly, like a tornado, the old way of the sea of flowers was so frightened that his soul flew away, this time, how dare the old way of the sea of flowers stay longer, and immediately escaped from the ring.