"What secrets exist in this place, it is almost rare for an intruder to survive, and even if they do, they will never mention anything about this place.

Is it that they can't say, or is there something else. Su Ming watched the horse thieves get closer and closer to the village, and at the same time the sound of horses' hooves shook the ground, it made the domestic dogs in the village who did not want to bark seem to be aware of the crisis, and the almost miserable dogs barked, making the lights in the village that had been extinguished light up one after another at this moment.

At the same time, there were screams of exclamation and fear from the village, and there was a great chaos with the crying of babies.

"I have been observing this village for half a month, and there is no clue about it, it is completely a mortal village...... If they are not illusions, then they are real. ”

"This village is built here, and if there are always horse thieves here, how can they not be guarded, but I look inside and outside the village, there is no fence to protect it. ”

"This group of horse thieves is also strange, why did I see it......" Su Ming narrowed his eyes, and when the thoughts in his mind were turning, he saw that the group of horse thieves was already less than a hundred feet away from the village, the dogs in the village were barking and whimpering, and the children were holding their mothers in their arms, and their eyes showed fear and despair when they trembled.

The men of the village, in terror with whatever weapon they could get their hands on, did not retreat despite fear, but let out a mad roar in despair.

To protect their families, to protect their homes, they can give with their lives.

"Kill, slaughter this village, kill all the men, old people and children, take their food and women, move quickly, after destroying this village, we must rush back as soon as possible. The strongest man among the horse thieves raised his scimitar in a cruel smile, swung it forward, and roared all the big men behind him, and they all went straight to the village in a wild laugh.

100 zhang, 80 zhang, 60 zhang......

Su Ming was in the distance. Looking at this scene, he saw from a distance that the group of horse thieves had approached the village less than thirty feet, and he looked at the people in the village who looked frightened and desperate. Looking at the child's innocent eyes with fear at the moment, looking at why none of the men who guarded their homes retreated half a step, looking at all the women, all in tears, holding the children tightly, with firmness in their eyes.

Su Ming suddenly understood.

"I'm hesitating......," Su Ming muttered.

"I hesitated, and I fell into the middle of a choice. Choose to help the people of the village, choose to help the horse thieves slaughter mortals, choose to stay quiet and let things unfold, or choose to exterminate everyone here, there may be other options, but ......

It's not my will, it's the world that I am. I was forcibly drawn into the choice by the surrounding environment and the development of events, no matter what I did. I'm all about choosing. ”

"This is a foreign place, a very dangerous foreign place rumored to be extremely dangerous in the outside world, I understand!" Su Ming took a deep breath, he looked at the horse thief who was only ten zhang close to the village in the distance, he understood everything in front of him, it was this world, this remote place, and the first choice he gave himself.

"It's like this dead tree, there is only one trunk, but the more it goes up. The more branched branches will appear, and even if you choose a branch, you will encounter a choice again, and you will not find out if it is the end until you reach the end. Su Ming stood up and looked at the big tree beside him.

"What do you choose...... Su Ming's eyes flashed, his right hand raised and waved towards the village not far away, at this moment those horse thieves had rushed into the village, the current horse thief man raised the scimitar in his hand in a cruel smile, and was cutting off a middle-aged man in front of him The moment he slashed down, suddenly, his body trembled violently, the raised scimitar stopped in mid-air, and the wind blew, and the big man and the horse under him became ashes at this moment.

There was no blood, no minced meat, his whole person directly became ashes, disappeared in front of everyone, and in the moment everyone in the village was stunned, the rest of the horse thieves behind the big man were all frightened, motionless, and all ...... became fly ash.

This strange scene immediately made everyone in the village breathe almost to a standstill, and they stared blankly at the flying ash scattered in the wind and snow in front of them, and they had a feeling of unreality, as if everything was a dream.

Until they saw Su Ming coming step by step from the wind and snow, all of them were trembling and retreating, and the gray-haired Su Ming, wearing a white robe, walked in the wind and snow, until he stood in front of the mortals in those villages, his eyes swept over these people one by one.

What he saw was fear, it was fear that was stronger than when these people met the horse thief, Su Ming retracted his gaze in silence, he couldn't turn around, and when he chose to leave, the wind blew his hair up.

"Biography...... You...... You are a legend!!" Suddenly, a trembling voice came from the crowd, and an old man walked out a few steps quickly, his face was full of wrinkles, he was already in the old age of the wind and candle, his expression was excited at the moment, he looked at Su Ming, his body was trembling.

"You are a legend, a legend of our village, you can't be wrong, you can't be wrong...... I remember your portrait, you are the legend!"

Su Ming was stunned for a moment, and turned to look at the mortal old man.

The old man couldn't speak clearly in his excitement, he couldn't explain it in his anxiety, and hurriedly pointed to a house in the village.

Su Ming's eyes flashed, he looked at the house, walked forward, and after pushing open the door of the house, he stood at the door, his heart was shocked, he didn't step in, but stood there for a long time.

This house is an ancestral hall, and there are many tablets in it, which is the place where the dead in the village are worshipped by their descendants, and there is a painting on the wall behind this evil tablet.

There is a man in the picture, this man is wearing a white robe, with long gray hair, leaning sideways in the wind and snow, as if he is turning around, the wind blows his long hair, this scene is close to when Su Ming turned around to leave...... It's the same at the touch of the same!

"This is the picture scroll that we worship all year round in our village, you ...... back then" Behind Su Ming, there was an old man's trembling and excited voice, but Su Ming didn't hear this voice, it didn't matter anymore.

The important thing is that Su Ming looked at this picture scroll, looked at his long flying hair in the picture scroll, and looked at the scattered snowflakes, he understood that this was not a picture scroll that existed many years ago, but ...... Fang Cai's self.

"...... in a different place" Su Ming muttered, his right hand raised and grabbed the scroll, and immediately the scroll came straight to Su Ming, the moment Su Ming held it in his hand, suddenly a majestic force came out of this scroll, and after pouring directly into Su Ming's body, a vicissitudes of sound appeared in his mind.

This voice has an ancient atmosphere, as if it came from endless years ago, because of its antiquity, even if you hear it in your ears, it gives people a sense of decay.

"Old man...... Years of dust. The voice echoed in Su Ming's heart, with a momentum that could make the starry sky stand still, and at the moment when the voice spread, the wind and snow around Su Ming did not move, and all the people in the village completely lost signs of life, and they all stood there, motionless.

The surrounding houses are rapidly decaying with the naked eye, and those who do not move are also decaying at this moment.

Not only them, but even the snow on the earth, even the wind in the sky, and even the entire canopy of heaven were slowly dissipating at this moment, like rotting.

Even the picture scroll in Su Ming's hand was dissipating in this moment, as if it was immersed in the passage of time and eternity, rapidly decaying.

All the colors around him receded at this moment, leaving only gray, but Su Ming's body, which still maintained its complete color, became the only difference in this world.

"When the old man was born, the heavens and the earth had been opened, and there was no longevity in practice, how long had he forgotten...... The sky is nine days, the old man enjoys one of them, the cultivation has been exhausted, a thought of the sky is extinguished, and a thought of heaven is born.

One thought of all beings is extinguished, and one thought of all things is pregnant...... The Nine Realms of the Firmament, the beginning of the division of heaven and earth, the old man has become one of them, if the old man is destroyed, then the heaven and the earth are missing, if the old man dies, then the heaven and the earth are incomplete.

The old man's thoughts are that he will pursue his life, all living beings in heaven and earth, and all living beings in my realm are cultivated, all of which are the old man's threads.

Correct...... Heaven and earth are damaged, irreversible, the sky is about to be destroyed, and it is irresistible,...... The eight of them have failed one by one and fallen into dust, leaving only the old man still struggling.

The Nine Realms of the Firmament have been shattered into eight, what is the use of my struggle!

I want to reverse the sky, if I succeed I will reopen the heavens and the earth, if I fail...... In the heart of heaven and earth, there will be the dust of the old man, accompanied by the emptiness of the dust of eight friends, and the old man has no regrets.

Before the old man has fallen now, I have to set the law, and I will be in the dust...... If the realm falls and turns into a void of dust, those who are destined to come can obtain the source of the old man's gods.

Divine source, the source of the nine worlds born when heaven and earth first opened, only those who have the divine source can become one of the nine worlds of the firmament, can be cultivated to the extreme, and can be born...... One Realm!

There are destined people, the sky where you are now, the old man doesn't know how many years later, but if you look at how many true realms there are under this firmament, you can know that in today's era, there are a few Xuanzun like the old man!

If you look at the heart of heaven and earth, the nine dust voids have disappeared a few times, and you can know how many people have become Xuanzun!"

Su Ming's heart was shocked, this was the strongest shock since he was conscious, and the voice that reverberated in his heart made him have a kind of subversive cognitive roar for a different place.

"If you want to obtain the old man's divine source, there are only three results, one of which is perish, the second is not qualified but you can leave, you must not say anything, otherwise you will destroy yourself, and the third is ...... Melts the source of the gods and steps into the road of Xuanzun!"

Su Ming's mind exploded like a million thunderbolts at the same time, his body trembled, the world around him all decayed at this moment, the house dissipated, everyone became ashes, the sky disappeared, the earth turned into nothingness, and only Su Ming was left alone, standing there in a daze.

The scroll in his hand also dissipated at this moment. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )