The clone that practiced the Art of Swallowing Hollow Shadows Whole closed his eyes.
The clone that practiced the Art of Swallowing Hollow Shadows Whole also closed his eyes. Su Ming's cultivation base clone did the same.
If his soul had eyes, then at the moment he saw Bai Ling's aloof expression, he closed his eyes as well.
That was Bai Ling, not Bai Su. There was no way Su Ming was mistaken.
It was just like how cultivators did not dream, but Su Ming had a dream. When he woke up from his dream, he was lost, and he asked who was whose obsession …
Perhaps, she was his obsession, or perhaps, he was her obsession.
All of this happened when he woke up from his dream, but he did not wake up. The ballad of time still echoed in the destroyed space, and in the ocean of his memories, there was still a lone boat slowly sailing into the line between the sky and the sea.
Who was she? This question did not remain in Su Ming's heart for long before he obtained the answer. In the past, when he was in the land of Berserkers, the three powerful warriors in Lunar Kalpa Realm in Su Ming's soul had shown him a picture. He had once seen a woman. She was Bai Ling, but also Bai Su, and also … the Sacred Lady of True Morning Dao World's Phoenix Sect.
She was also Xu Hui's senior sister.
'So this is the answer …'
'But I'm no longer the me of the past. One thousand years have passed, and I've come to understand many things.' Su Ming shook his head. He calmly discovered that his heart did not ache in pain, and neither did he feel as if his heart had been devoured by the void.
It was as if he had been prepared for this answer a long time ago. Even if he saw the truth at that moment, there was nothing in the world that could make him feel as if his heart was being torn apart, since he was used to being alone and experienced more things.
Even when he was in Dark Mountain, the wild and beautiful woman had planted a thought in his heart. That thought had been in Su Ming's heart for one thousand years, and when he met Bai Su in the ninth summit, that thought had become even stronger …
It was as if there would be a faint power guiding Su Ming to remember the white hair in the snow and the promise made in the snow every once in a while.
'Bai Ling when she was a child, Bai Su when she was an adult, and … the Sacred Lady of Phoenix Sect who has become ancient. What a deep obsession. Step by step, she connected the cycles of life and death and weaved a net that lasted for one thousand years.
'I wonder just what I have that would make Di Tian and Phoenix Sect's Sacred Lady so obsessed with me.' Su Ming smiled.
If it were not for the Malicious Eye, perhaps Su Ming would have continued lying to himself and not wanted to think about the lies he had created for one thousand years. He wanted to leave behind a hint of happiness in his heart and did not want all of this to turn into a stark cruelty.
He did not want to, he did not want to …
However, he had woken up from his dream, as if he had walked out from the mortal world.
In the world of mortals, people would remember each other and never forget each other, yearn for and know each other … but never meet each other.
After walking out, there was no more memories, no more thoughts, no more longing, no more understanding, only forgetting, only meeting after being strangers.
Since that was the case, he might as well ignore the joys and sorrows of separation and reunion, face the silent ending with a smile, wake up with a smile, be less persistent, and be more free and easy.
A promise would be fulfilled one day, but it would only be fulfilled to fulfill a life, not because of a certain person.
Su Ming stood on the mountain rock and faced the sun. His long hair rose and fell in the mountain wind, but the wind could only move his hair and the corners of his robes. It could not move Su Ming's heart.
It was as if the rising and falling hair was Su Ming's memories, and they were gradually being blown away by the wind. The only thing that could not be blown away was the dust that had frozen in the sky.
Hence, his heart started freezing up and enveloped himself in layers of ice.
He no longer hoped for anything beautiful. His face turned as cold as the ice in his heart. Only his heart, which no one could see, was sealed in ice, in an area where sunlight could not shine in. It was so damp that it could not be dried. Drop by drop, it dyed the fallen leaves all over the mountain red.
His love was cut off.
The ignorance of his first love was like a bud that had yet to bloom. Even though it was late for one thousand years, it still chose to wither away.
Su Ming smiled. There was no anguish in that smile, only a faint, old, and wordless sigh.
He suddenly understood that the person who had sighed in the snow and wind in the past was not someone else, but himself. In truth, this was still not right. The person who had sighed was himself, but it was not him at that time … but the present.
"So even that sigh was late for one thousand years." As Su Ming smiled, he gradually started laughing loudly. His laughter echoed in the world, filling the morning with his laughter.
His laughter stunned all the members of the Ninth Tribe. They looked over, and it also attracted the attention of Xu Hui, who was in the house.
"Fifth, do you have wine?!" Su Ming's voice traveled through the air in the midst of his laughter. When it landed in Dijiu Mo Sha's ears at the foot of the mountain, he was momentarily stunned, because this was the first time he heard Su Ming address him as fifth.
There was no way he would not know what this meant. Dijiu Mo Sha shuddered, and excitement appeared on his face. He had been waiting for this day for a long time.
"I do!" He shouted loudly. With one move, he fled into the mountain and appeared once again in the form of a long arc. In an instant, he stood beside Su Ming. He lifted his right hand and swung his arm, and immediately, several pots of wine appeared beside Su Ming.
Su Ming picked up one pot and patted off the seal. He did not even need a bowl to hold the wine. He just placed it by his lips and took a big swig.
This wine was brewed by the tribes in Divine Essence Star Ocean, and it was different from what cultivators drank. The spiciness in it was like a wave of hot air that erupted in the body with a bang and charged straight into the brain.
However, it did not make a person faint. Instead, it made them feel refreshed.
Dijiu Mo Sha also picked up a pot of wine and drank with Su Ming.
Su Ming put down the pot of wine and leaned against the mountain rock. His long hair spilled over his shoulders, and there was a look of indulgence on his face. Once he said those words with a smile, he took another big swig from the pot.
"Fourth senior brother, what do you mean by that?" Dijiu Mo Sha was momentarily stunned. He mulled over those words carefully, and the more he thought about them, the more he felt that there was an ancient air contained within them. It was so heavy that it made people feel oppressed.
"You don't understand." The one who answered him was not Su Ming, but Xu Hui, who walked out of the house with a pale and frail face. She walked out with light steps, and when sunlight fell on her face, it reflected a beauty that was as beautiful as a rainbow.
There was holiness, age, and a gentleness in that beauty.
"If life is only as beautiful as when we first met, I've heard many people say these words before, but none of them had a deeper impact on me than the one I heard just now." Xu Hui looked at Su Ming. She saw him drinking under the sunlight. Wine spilled out from the corners of his mouth, making it hard for others to tell whether he was drinking or treating the wine as bitter.
"When you go through the vicissitudes of life, experience the changes in people's hearts, and go through all the paths you don't want to take but have already taken, you will sigh as you grow old.
"How good would it be if all the people and all the things in life could return to their earliest moments, because the beauty of their earliest moments is a memory that can no longer be found once time washes them away.
"If life is only as beautiful as when we first met …" Xu Hui mumbled and shook her head.
"There are still many things you need to do in your tribe. Go, I'll accompany you … Fourth senior brother." Xu Hui walked to Su Ming's side and sat down. Dressed in sackcloth, she took the now empty pot of wine from Su Ming's hands, picked up another pot, wiped off the clay seal, and placed it in Su Ming's hands.
Dijiu Mo Sha was silent. Once he wrapped his fist in his palm and bowed to Su Ming, he quietly turned around and left. When he did so, there was a hint of nostalgia on his face. Su Ming's words appeared in his head.
"If you want to drink, I'll accompany you." Xu Hui also picked up a pot of wine. With a gaze that could calm a person's heart, she met Su Ming's gaze when he turned his head around and looked at her.
"I've already drunk one pot." Su Ming looked at Xu Hui, and there was an unruly look in his eyes.
Xu Hui smiled. Her smile was incredibly elegant, and there was a noble air to it. She looked at Su Ming, then lifted the pot of wine in her hand. Once she took a sip, she quickly put it down with a frown. Clearly, the spiciness of the wine had exceeded her expectations. A red flush appeared on her pale face, and she only recovered after some time had passed. However, she picked up the pot again, and this time, she drank everything in one go.
Once she finished drinking, she placed the pot of wine by the side and lifted her head to look at Su Ming. At that moment, there was a watery look in her eyes.
"I've caught up."
Su Ming stared at Xu Hui for a moment, then picked up the pot of wine and placed it by his mouth. Xu Hui sucked in a deep breath and picked up another pot of wine filled with wine. As if she wanted to compete with Su Ming in drinking, she picked it up and started drinking in big mouthfuls.
She drank very quickly, and before long, she finished it all. There was a smug look on her face, but when she looked at Su Ming, her expression immediately froze, and hostility as well as a hint of anger appeared in her eyes.
Su Ming put down the pot of wine and only drank a small part of it.
"That's enough for today. You can drink another day," Su Ming said faintly.
"No, I've already drunk two pots!" Xu Hui stood up in anger.
Su Ming cast a glance at Xu Hui and said calmly, "I didn't ask you to drink."
"You're not drinking, are you?" Xu Hui glared at Su Ming and nodded. She picked up another pot, and right before Su Ming's face, she drank it all in one gulp.
"… I don't drink with people with a lot of moles." Su Ming's eyelids twitched. He turned his head around and put down the pot of wine. The wine was too spicy, and for some unknown reason, Xu Hui's arrival made Su Ming's heart calm down. He was no longer drunk.
"Su Ming!" Anger burned in Xu Hui's eyes. She picked up the empty pot of wine and smashed it on the ground. It shattered with a loud crash. She could not circulate her cultivation base at that moment. As a woman, drinking three pots of wine from a tribe in Divine Essence Star Ocean … made her drunk.
"What did you say?" Su Ming looked at Xu Hui.
"I might be unconscious, but I can still hear. It doesn't matter whether you're Su Ming or Dao Kong. I don't care. What I care about is that you asked to drink, but you can't even win against me, a woman. Drink!" A hint of scorn appeared on Xu Hui's face. She picked up a pot of wine and handed it to Su Ming.
"You drank too much …" Su Ming rubbed the center of his brows.
"Are you going to drink or not?!" Xu Hui glared at him. Her body swayed, and a dazed look appeared in her eyes, but she forced herself to not fall.
"I'll drink another day." Su Ming sighed.
"I drank three pots!" Xu Hui said loudly. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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