At the instant he lifted the flap of the tent, a gentle light spread out from within. The light from that light looked like beams of light that shone on Su Ming's body.
The sound of the zither seemed to become clearer as the flap of the leather tent was lifted.
There was an old man sitting in the tent. He held a bone xun in his hand and placed it by his lips. His eyes were closed as he played a sorrowful song. That song filled the air, making Su Ming feel as if he had been separated from the world at that moment.
He walked into the tent quietly and sat down before the old man. He closed his eyes and listened to the song. His heart also flew along with the song, and he had no idea where it was going … Perhaps he was just wandering.
Time trickled by bit by bit. Su Ming still had his eyes closed. His soul seemed to be unable to find a place to stay, and he continued wandering about.
At that moment, all the hair on the bald crane's body was standing on end. It widened its eyes and continuously looked around it. Terror appeared on its face. In its eyes, the area around it was empty. Besides Su Ming, there was not a single other person around.
Su Ming sat down cross-legged in the distance on the empty land and closed his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking about.
If that was the case, then the bald crane would not be terrified. What terrified it was the strange power on the island. That power was invisible, but it made it unable to move even a single inch.
The area was originally empty, but the occasional sounds of children playing and laughing echoed in its ears. It was as if there was a group of children it could not see chasing after it …
Occasionally, a freezing chill would seep into the bald crane's heart, as if the place where it was located had been pierced through by the children chasing after it.
Its teeth chattered, but it could not move its body. It looked at Su Ming, then at its surroundings, and fear towards the island that came from the depths of its heart rose within it.
Su Ming had no idea how much time had passed, but the sky was still dark, as if it would never be bright again. The sounds of the xun gradually grew weaker, and when they eventually disappeared completely, an old voice reached his ears.
"You still came in the end …"
Su Ming opened his eyes and looked at the old man who had put down the bone xun. There was a kind smile on the old man's face. His eyes might have seemed normal, but Su Ming knew … that he was blind.
"Senior, did you know that I would come?" Su Ming asked softly. This was the third time he came to this place, and each time, the feeling he got was completely different.
"Because of your confusion, you have been wandering around. That is why … you came here." The old man looked at Su Ming, and the smile on his face was incredibly kind. He spoke words that Su Ming did not understand.
Su Ming was silent for a moment before he suddenly asked, "What is a Wanderer?"
"If my heart doesn't have a place to rest, I'll be wandering no matter where I go …"
Su Ming's heart trembled. The words echoed in his mind, causing him to be stunned for a long, long time. Indeed, his heart did not have a place to rest. Dark Mountain was fake. Besides Hu Zi, the ninth summit was already desolate. His life had always been a wanderer.
Not knowing the direction of home, not knowing the cause and effect of all this, not knowing where the cycle was …
"Who are you?" After some time, a bright glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes.
"When you know who you are, you will know who I am." The old man shook his head and touched the bone in his hand. His fingernails made clicking sounds as he touched it.
The voice reverberated in the tent and spread outside.
The old man's eyes were not looking at Su Ming. He was looking at the tent with an empty gaze as he asked softly, "What did you see outside, child? Tell me, what did you see?"
"This place doesn't exist. This island is empty, and the people from this tribe outside should have already died. This place is surrounded by a mass of ghosts, including you, senior. I believe it's the same," Su Ming said calmly.
"What you see might not be the truth. What you think doesn't exist … might not necessarily not exist." The old man closed his eyes, and his voice fell into Su Ming's ears.
Confusion appeared in Su Ming's eyes. That confusion ran deep, and it surrounded his heart, refusing to leave even after a long time had passed.
"They exist. You saw them … but you didn't believe them … Others can't see them, so they will be afraid. "It's like how you open your eyes when millions of people are asleep. You are lucky, but also sad, because you don't believe in what you see, because once you do, you will become someone the world will not tolerate …
"Because you woke up," the old man said softly. There seemed to be a profound meaning behind his words, causing Su Ming to be confused.
"Millions of people have woken up, but you are still asleep … Is it because you don't want to wake up, or perhaps … you think that you have already woken up? What is sleeping, and what is waking up? All of this … is because the world you see … is not visible to others," the old man said slowly. There was an ancient air to his voice, causing all those who heard it to feel as if they had seen the passage of time.
"It's just like fate. It has obedience and resistance. It's just like life. It has happiness and sorrow. It's just like you and me. What I see, you cannot see, and what you see, I … cannot see.
"Child, do you understand now?" The old man opened his eyes. His empty gaze seemed to be looking at Su Ming, and he smiled kindly.
Su Ming remained silent for a moment before he lifted his head and looked at the old man. A hint of understanding appeared in his eyes as he spoke languidly. "If you don't care about the past, then why should you care about the future? If you don't care about who I am, then why should you think about who I am … The high wind might be strong, but as long as it can't blow away the fire in my heart, then … sooner or later, the world will be set ablaze!"
When the old man heard Su Ming's words, happiness appeared on his smile, and there was even a hint of praise on his face.
"Sooner or later, the world will be set ablaze! This … is Life. It's not your Life, and neither is it anyone else's Life. It's the Life of the world!
"Isn't it the same for Life? Why must you be so stubborn … Honestly, you still don't understand …" The old man smiled.
Su Ming fell silent.
"When you know who you are, you will no longer be you … When you no longer know who you are, you … will be you." The old man lifted his right hand, and the bone xun in his hand immediately flew out and floated towards Su Ming.
"Take it. It will … show you the way home." The old man's voice echoed in the air. Su Ming looked at the bone xun floating towards him. More accurately speaking, this item was the spine of a wild beast. It was very smooth, and there were signs of time on it.
"It will block … the disaster you are destined to face in your life! This disaster … is about to arrive. If you can get through it, then another line will be added to your Life, and from then on, it will be even more difficult for others to control your fate. "The old man looked at Su Ming, smiled, and closed his eyes.
"We've met three times, and it's as if we are fated through three lifetimes. The moment we walk out of this tent, I will give you … the serendipity of three days to activate the construction of your Berserker Soul." The old man's hoarse voice echoed in the air. Su Ming's gaze fell on the bone xun, and he quietly held it in his hand. When he looked at the old man, there was a slightly dazed look on his face. After a long while, when the old man no longer spoke, Su Ming wrapped his fist in his palm towards him and bowed deeply.
He might not know the old man's name or where he came from, but he could feel the wisdom and age within the old man. Once he bowed quietly, Su Ming seemed to have understood something. He turned around and walked out of the tent. He lifted the flap, and just as he was about to lift his foot, he suddenly shuddered. It was as if his body had frozen up, and he forgot to put his right foot down.
His body trembled, his soul trembled, and disbelief appeared in his eyes. His heart also started pounding rapidly at that instant.
Because the instant he lifted the flap, he did not see the island, did not see the darkness in the sky, did not see the rolling clouds that covered the moon in the darkness, and did not see the ripples in the sea around him.
What he heard was not the roars of the waves, neither was it the light from the fire around him. What he smelled was not the fishy stench of the seawater, nor the bitterness of loneliness.
The disbelief in Su Ming's eyes made it difficult for him to believe everything he saw, heard, and heard. He turned around swiftly, wanting to cast a glance at the old man in the tent, but all he saw was emptiness. The tent was no longer behind him …
'The serendipity of three days …' The old man's words appeared in Su Ming's head. He closed his eyes quietly, and tears fell down his cheeks …
He saw the bright blue sky, and under it was the Dark Mountain that was as large as five fingers in his memories!
He smelled the scent of home, and he heard it …
"Big brother La Su, I found you. So you were hiding here. You lost. Now, it's time for me and Pipi to hide. You came to find us." A young voice filled with joy reached Su Ming's ears.
…..
The sky in the sky and earth, the clouds, and the clouds.
The sky in Eastern Wastelands might be the same as the sky in South Morning, but there was a huge difference between them. The sky in Eastern Wastelands was the sky where the wind and clouds moved, and it was the combination of fog and the sky!
Not all of this place was filled with rolling clouds. There were quite a number of places where rays of light would shine through the cracks in the clouds and shine on the ground during the day. From the distance, this scene was filled with a beauty that could shock people.
The dark clouds and the powerful light formed the sky in Eastern Wastelands!
The Dead Sea filled the area beyond Eastern Wastelands. The seawater roared and the waves surged violently, as if they possessed the power to destroy the earth and the earth, but they could not shake Eastern Wastelands. They could only roar at the edge, unable to cause too many changes to the gigantic Eastern Wastelands.
As the largest continent in the land of Berserkers after the land of Berserkers was split apart, Eastern Wastelands had always been an incredibly powerful existence!
At that moment, at the edge of Eastern Wastelands near South Morning was a mountain that towered into the clouds at the center of Eastern Wastelands. At the same time, the sky and earth roared, and two powerful rays of light that were so piercing to the eyes and filled the hearts of countless people who saw them with shock and a presence that caused all their cultivation bases to instantly stop circulating instantly descended from the boundless sky!
One of the two powerful rays of light descended on the mountain at the center of Eastern Wastelands. Tens of thousands of people at the foot of the mountain worshiped them, and as the mountain rumbled, a hall could be seen at the top of the mountain. The powerful light enveloped the hall, and it was several thousands of feet wide. It connected the ground and the sky.
At that moment, there were no longer any words left to say. Only by getting first place could they be peerless!
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