Twilight.

In this Divine Source Star Sea, on this continent, Su Ming saw the sunrise, the sunset, and the dusk.

This matter cannot be explained, it is obviously in a dark starry sky, it is clear that this continent is floating in the starry sky, why does the sun come from, why does it come from day and night.

But the sun is indeed there, and the strange thing is that when you step into the starry sky, you can't see it, but if you are on the Xiuzhen Star, or on the continent chosen by the ninth part, you can see it.

At this point, Su Ming asked the ninth loneliness.

"That's ...... The light and heat emitted by the fifth oven, before the fifth oven, the world of the Divine Source Star Sea was pitch black, and the darkness here was eternal for endless years, and people were used to that relative darkness.

After the arrival of the fifth oven, it made the Divine Source Star Sea shine.

It's just that you can see it, but you can't find it, unless it appears in front of everyone every once in a while, and some people say that the real location of this fifth oven is in the vortex world. This is the answer of the ninth loneliness.

Su Ming sat on the rock, watching the sun gradually set in the fifth oven in the distance, and when he looked at it at this moment, he could see that the sun was indeed not round, but had the outline of an oven, that ...... Sure enough, it was the fifth oven.

The afterglow of dusk sprinkled on the earth, with the warmth of the day, melted with the cold wind that blew and fell on people, and it was impossible to tell whether it was warm or cold.

Su Ming has been sitting here for two days, his heart has been rare since he came to the Divine Source Wasteland, he can watch the sunrise, watch the sunset, the way of life of the tribe here, maybe the monks will not be adapted, but for Su Ming, this place is full of familiarity in his memory.

People always like to reminisce about the past in a familiar familiarity by chance, like to immerse themselves in it, and look back at their own lives.

The sound of children playing in his ears reminded him of the Wushan Tribe, the friendship between those people of the Ninth Tribe, which made Su Ming think of the Ninth Peak, looking at everything around, Su Ming told himself more than once, this place ...... It is a tribe where Shizun has lived for many years.

The people here may still have the figure of Shizun in their memories.

"It would be ......great if Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, and Huzi knew the news of Shizun and came here together," Su Ming shook his head.

As the sun sets, the sky falls into the night.

The surroundings gradually became quiet, the children's play became a well-proportioned breath, the old man slept, and the tribesmen of the ninth tribe either meditated or fell asleep one after another, so that the mountain was completely silent in the middle of the night.

Su Ming was still sitting on the rock, looking at the dark night sky, he couldn't see the moon, he couldn't see the stars, he just saw endless darkness, as if the whole world was left with him at this moment, this feeling, Su Ming was used to.

Since you are accustomed to the sadness of fate that loneliness in this life is, why bother to be unable to extricate yourself in your memory, I always like to see the fireworks blooming in my heart on the dark sky.

Since he is accustomed to life always going alone, then presumably if there is a past life, he has already been reincarnated for thousands of years.

Su Ming smiled in this darkness.

This smile is not bitter to outsiders, only those who have really laughed like this will see the astringency that seems to be integrated into the water in the reflection of the water surface, and only those who have tasted this water will know the bitterness in the water.

"What's wrong with you......" A soft voice did not break Su Ming's thoughts that sank into the darkness, but gently blended in, surrounded Su Ming's ears, turned into a delicate figure in burlap clothes, slowly walked out of the house, and sat beside him gently.

"Homesick. Su Ming spoke softly.

"If that's the case, we can leave tomorrow. Xu Hui looked at Su Ming in the dark, and she could only see the outline, but she liked this kind of gaze very much, because she understood that only at this time, what she saw was the real person, not the ...... Daokong.

She understood, she understood, but she didn't want to say it.

"Do you believe in your fate?" Su Ming shook his head.

"Letter ......" This is Xu Hui's soft answer when a few pictures flashed in her eyes after a moment of silence.

"Among the monks, there are not many who believe in fate. Su Ming looked at Xu Hui through the darkness.

"I believe it, or I wouldn't be here. Xu Hui spoke softly.

"When you're healed, you can go to the Nine Elders, and I'll ...... It's not time to go home yet. Su Ming was in that darkness, and his voice brought out the vicissitudes of life.

"Are you staying here to wait for me to heal?" Xu Hui looked at Su Ming.

"Sleep, I want to meditate here by myself. Su Ming didn't answer, but spoke calmly, there was no vicissitudes in his voice, and there was no reminiscence.

Xu Hui didn't stop, she stood up and walked to the house, leaving the darkness alone to Su Ming.

"You may be homesick, but more often than not, you're thinking about someone. In the house, Xu Hui's voice came, and the voice drifted away and fell into Su Ming's ears. Ming was silent, closed his eyes, immersed in the darkness, meditated silently, and used his cultivation to feed himself, in this cold wind, he seemed to return to the ninth peak, seemed to return to the cave that belonged to him, the same meditation, the same watching the sunrise and sunset.

Monk, no dreams.

Because dreams emerge from sleep, and the things that are asleep can be replaced by meditation for monks, but this night, Su Ming had a dream in this meditation.

In the dream, he returned to the land of the barbarians, and in the dream, he saw the ninth peak, and in the dream, he ...... He also saw Ossan, and saw the figure in the jungle of his young tribe.

There are little red ones, and there are also ...... The lonely girl standing under a big tree, in this wind and snow, wearing a white mink coat and with a wild beauty, waited alone on the snow.

Waiting for an appointment, an appointment between her and a boy, going around in circles.

In the distance, the mountain peaks are stacked on top of each other, the sky is cold and the moon is hazy, and the earth is accompanied by white snow and green pines, and the waiting woman is still watching in place.

One term of wind and snow and dust, one term of annual rings, does she have no regrets......

It's just that in the clouds, separated by a few starry skies and a few layers of sky, there is no brocade book to send.

Thousands of years, there is no trace of falling water, the cedar is similar every year, I don't know if the red face has faded, and whether the still water can also ...... without a trace.

"You have made me a wish for tomorrow, and I have been waiting for you for a thousand years. Just, don't make me wait too long, don't let the silence turn into darkness. ”

Su Ming opened his eyes, and the sound of a dream murmuring echoed in his ears, and he suddenly understood that what he was thinking about might really not be home, nor a person, but ...... A thousand-year-old promise.

"Is this my obsession, or is it someone who deliberately made me obsessed? Su Ming watched the sky in the distance gradually brighten from pitch black, and watched the night wash away like water, and in his heart, he was asking himself.

"Otherwise, why do I keep thinking of that agreement, otherwise...... Why don't I think about Bai Ling, otherwise...... Why did I have a dream while meditating!" Su Ming's eyes suddenly sharpened from the confusion, and even revealed a cold meaning, like an ancient fierce beast, awakened from a deep sleep, revealing the inviolability of its bloodline.

A domineering aura suddenly spread from Su Ming's chalk, he greeted the first ray of sunlight in the sky, stood up, stood under the mountain rock, his figure was shrouded in sunlight at this moment, and when he turned around, towards the sky where the sun shone, Su Ming looked intently.

In the center of his eyebrows, the purple line suddenly opened and closed, turning into an evil eye, and the clouds and mist inside it turned into a ghost, and all of them followed Su Ming's gaze.

At the same time, in this sky, in the midst of no one being able to perceive, another Su Ming appeared, which was the shadow of his Sky Devouring Clone's separation, and in the center of the Sky Devouring Clone's eyebrows, an evil eye appeared at a glance, looking in the same direction.

Immediately afterwards, in the western ring of the country, in the purple starry sky cross-legged meditative Doom Cang, his arm candle nine yin snake coiled, the eyes of the Doo Cang clone suddenly opened, followed by the evil eye deity in the center of his eyebrows!

When the evil eye opened and closed, the doppelganger turned his head and looked in the direction that Su Ming was looking at, staring intently

This is Su Ming's three major cultivation bodies unfolding the power of the evil eye at the same time, and at the same time, all the cultivation power burst out, looking at the endless nothingness.

Their gaze pierced through the void, as if they were shuttling through the years, crossing the range of the four true realms, crossing the entrance of the abyssal wasteland, and looking at the Daochen True Realm!

I saw the huge Daochen True Realm, the place that belonged to the Immortal Clan, and a war was breaking out at this moment, that was ...... The war between the Immortal Clan and the Daochen Sect, it was an endless number of monks, blooming in the starry sky.

I saw a body lying in the middle of the formation composed of a large number of land fragments at the back of the boundless battlefield.

I saw that next to the body, there was a figure shrouded in black robes, this person raised his slightly withered right hand, and was pressing on the heavenly spirit of the body, and there was a person next to him, this person was also wearing a black robe, but from the figure, it was a woman, she was muttering there, and her voice echoed around.

“...... Just, don't make me wait too long, don't let the silence turn into darkness. The woman's voice was soft, with a sense of remembrance, with a trace of sadness, and at the moment when she finished saying this, suddenly the tall black-robed figure with his right hand pressed on the flesh heavenly spirit raised his head violently and looked at nothingness.

With a bang, a force of impact swirled here out of thin air, and the impact carried the wind, and did not roll the black robe of the tall figure, but it lifted the head robe of the woman next to it, revealing a face that was exposed in Su Ming's eyes.

Is that...... Bai Ling's face!

The expression on his face was completely different from the sadness of his previous words, it was indifference, it was calm without the slightest emotion.