Beseech The Devil

    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 disappear.

    Su Ming walked past Tian Xie Zi, wearing a coat and a fight, like his life, from winter to Suchun, or maybe 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 Tian Xie Zi, a sigh with pity, complexity, and pride.

    That was the life of Su Ming's, which was the complex Su Ming's choice, and it was also proud of Su Ming's road. This sigh gradually faded away and gradually moved further and further away from Su Ming until his footsteps stepped out of the city gate and entered. The moment the ancient city was buried in the capital city, the sigh behind him seemed to have been isolated for countless years and disappeared.

    Su Ming didn't look back, walked in this city, walked and walked.

    He didn't need to know the direction, because at the moment he entered the gate, he had seen the direction and saw the three high-pitched High Pagoda standing in the city in the distance. Every top of the table sits on the knees.

    On the high Pagoda in the middle, the person sitting in a royal robe, a sense of deep air, 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 where this person is 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 High Pagoda. 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 looks at Su Ming, it seems 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, and it is not bound by the heavens and the earth, does not melt into the sky, does not melt all things in the world, because…····…Heaven and earth, heaven and earth, all beings, there is no way to surpass his existence at the level, 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 the lives of all things, 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!

    Three High Pagodas, the middle is the emperor, the third is Shura, and the first High Pagoda sits on the knees…I am staring at Su Ming at the moment.

    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…Long

    This figure has no emperor-like whole ancient funeral qi and condensation. 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 a wise limit, is the end of a life that can be clear comprehension, but also a…As if you can clear comprehension air transport, clear comprehension overbearing, clear comprehension all things in life.

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

    That's…Gu Hong !

    In the ancient burial, Gu Hong, one of the three major 9-layer Dao Divinities, or the three at the moment, is no longer 9-layer Dao Divinity, perhaps they have already left their own way and achieved my own……Boundless Dao !

    Shura, who has left his own way, has made Boundless Dao, the ancient emperor, apparently also in his two thousand years, smashed his own qi, and became Boundless Dao!

    And Gu Hong······ He can now sit on the High Pagoda with his knees, which shows that he…Also left the choice!

    His Majesty is not a true meaning, but a decision, a choice, this choice…···You can't go back, you can't look back, right is right, wrong is wrong, two ways, maybe one is right, maybe both are wrong…

    Once you choose, it is life.

    Su Ming walked a little bit, stood on the street of the ancient city of the ancient burial country, and walked past the hurried beings. Su Ming didn't go to see it, because he knew that even if he went to see, he couldn't remember these faces and simply didn't look at it.

    The only thing he looked at was the Gu Hong on the first High Pagoda.

    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, came from his High Pagoda, and when he echoed the entire capital, he was introduced into Su Ming's ear.

    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 Master."Su Ming looked at the figure on the high Pagoda in the distance, gradually clenched his fist and worshipped there.

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

    His appearance is still the same, but he is a little bit 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, his laughter is even louder.

    "Good, good, good, after all, I haven't let the teacher wait for two thousand years. I promised you 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, it seems that even wrinkles are missing.

    "Let's go!"The old man was laughing happily, holding Su Ming's right hand, and his body appeared directly on the High Pagoda where he was before.

    At the tip of the spire, there is only one seat, because in the second High Pagoda, the third High Pagoda, Su Ming can clearly see that there…Only one person meditates cross-legged.

    On this first High Pagoda, 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 it for a moment, his heart trembled.

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

    Such as his relationship with Su Ming's, as they chose the road…It is a similar road.

    "You two are not dead. We can fight, and Laozi’s disciple is back, haha."The old man stood there, laughing, and the sound leaked out to make Su Ming feel familiar and feels kind and unreliable.

    Almost at the moment when this speech came out, Shura’s bottle eyes burst open, revealing a touch of ruthlessness 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 no longer be a cultivator.

    "For a cultivator, it is better to fight for two thousand years in a sealed way. Gu Hong ····· Your way is still as disgusting as ever!"

    "Crap, Lao Tzu's disciple is Lao Tzu, it is 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 over and coldly snorted, and immediately opened to open mouth.

    Between the words, sitting cross-legged on the High Pagoda, 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 to open mouth.

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

    "still remember……The story of the wanderer leaving home…······

    Su Ming both eyes, a careful look at the emperor's eyes, he thought of the old man who was seen in the dark night, three thousand years ago.

    "Why continue to be lost, you can be chosen by Gu Hong as a disciple. I am not surprised, because your way, Ben is similar to him, but now Gu Hong 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 burial country, when waking up…The air transport of the entire ancient burial will condense you, you will be the only Inheritor that condenses the scent of Qi and Gu Hong, you will be…Real Boundless Dao! ”The ancient emperor emperor, the figure slowly stood up from the High Pagoda, staring at Su Ming, his voice is like the sound of the heavens and the earth, in this reverberation, all the life in the whole city, in this moment, the soul of the heart is shaken, All of them will bow down in an instant.

    Not only they, the Sect of all directions, the entire cultivator of the entire ancient burial, but also all of them at this moment, in the respective direction, simultaneously bowing, toward this place, such as worship, go to worship this ancient funeral!

    Sky changes, such as the formation of chaos, earth fog, such as the sky, everything, in this moment, as if all with the figure became the center!

    "This is his Boundless Dao, not mine."The old man was beside Su Ming's, watching the changes in the day, slowly to open mouth.

    There is boundless life, knowing no end, and a lot of Boundless Dao.

    There is boundlessness in the earth, and there is boundlessness in life.

    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 hard 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 under the teeth. 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 kindness 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 I 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.

    Only one chapter, because I have seen this morning away from my cold fellow Daoist, is laughing slowly back

    Damn big snow, damn airport, damn cold!