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Originally, all is a dream.
The world in that dream, that real, that South Morning Ninth Peak, that warm, that came from tiger child Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother also has the concern of First Senior Brother, remembers each time, warm, has missing that plants unable to describe.
Originally, these are the dream......
One had not been involved in the Wushan empty hole, grandfather has not been missing, oneself never have also gone...... South Morning, does not have one to be called the Tian Xie Zi teacher.
Originally, this is really dream......
One have not done obeisance into Sky Cold Sect, has not gone to Nine Yin World, has not seen the person of any Shaman Clan, the disaster of Eastern Wasteland, that and enmities of person of Di Tian.
One have not repaired arrived at Barbarian Soul Great Perfection finally, became...... Barbarian God.
„This dream, good long good long......” Su Ming to mutter, sits, in Fengzhen Tribe gave in Wushan Tribe that region on a withered big tree, he sat there, looked out the distant place, the wind and snow of horizon is bringing sobbing, blew on the body, making him feel subconsciously somewhat coldly.
„In dream, I saw these familiar people, Bei Ling, Chen Xin, Wu La wait / etc......., Immortal Clan, Shaman Clan, Barbarian Clan, cultivates the old person who damages, Land of Dying Yin .” Su Ming sighed lightly.
„Really is...... Dream?” Su Ming gained ground, looks at the sky flying snow, in the eye has been revealing confusedly.
In Su Ming's behind, is no longer the complete tribe, these tribesmen that came from the Wushan migration, lost the family member, lost the homeland, can only in the range of this wind power tribe, attached of becoming common practice strength.
grandfather caused heavy losses, continuously in stupor.
Lei Chen left, does not know where, to return someday, perhaps......
Wu La died, died many tribesmen, has become the skeleton, fills the air intermittently sadly in the entire tribe, heavy lets some people of breath coagulations.
Shan Hen also died died in own hand, Su Ming looked down[ hundred degree celsius sought demon fast hand to hit, root of the ear bibliophile official yy : 3943, supported to seek demon voting welcome to „ beginning,] their both hands were silent.
In his behind tribe, that is called the Tong Tong little girl, has shrunk in the corner, is holding a broken puppet, is shedding tears.
„Su Ming, must start.” In Su Ming this silent, his side has broadcast a low and deep sound, that sound came from Bei Ling, Bei Ling complexion is pale, walked to stand in Su Ming step by step shrank in the below of big tree.
Su Ming looks to Bei Ling, in his dream this person is Immortal Clan, is one is called the person of Great Leaf Immortal Sect is the Di Tian disciple, is...... That eventually is a dream not......
Su Ming shook the head, the body leaps from that big tree.
A sacrifice records the Wushan ghost the funeral, in this tribe, in all tribesmen sad with sob in silently, has launched, the flame of that combustion, is leaping the strange distortion, in that flame neat is placing...... Corpse that Wushan Tribe fall, that was all can find, the remains of person of tribe death.
These corpses are mostly incomplete, little appears completely, the flame burns on them, in this deep winter wind and snow, all around all Wushan tribesmen, knelt on the ground silently.
Looks at the light and shade in that flame combustion, listens to transmit the sound, all around tribesmen sob silently constraining, has caused around this cold.
In that flame, Su Ming saw Wu La, saw many familiar faces, saw, many.
This funeral ended the night of third day, Su Ming stands in the tribe, looks at that sky snow, looks at the distant place by the snowflake complementing is not jet black earth, he saw a form of female, stands there, resembles silently is waiting for itself.
That is Bai Ling (White Spirit).
The wind and snow are very big, torn to pieces of world division, is unable to condense again in together, in that snow, Su Ming moved toward Bai Ling (White Spirit), with her stands, each other has not spoken silently.
Puts on white raccoon dog wool Bai Ling (White Spirit), on pitch-black beautiful hair the coherence snow, the beautiful appearance in this wind and snow, regarding Li especially, is only in that pair of pupil kind with sad, making her look at Su Ming, has shed tears gradually.
„I must walk...... Goes to very remote place, was my father mother has transmitted the message, making the person meet me......”
Bai Ling (White Spirit) is nipping the lower lip, is looking at Su Ming.
„Walks with me.” Bai Ling (White Spirit) in a soft voice to open mouth.
The Su Ming innermost feelings are bitter and astringent, he lost many tribesmen, lost too many were too many, he is unable to leave, he was hard to detain Bai Ling (White Spirit), he...... Does not know one why, to detain Bai Ling (White Spirit), making her not see her parents.
„...... Takes care.” Su Ming silent was very long, bitter and astringent to open mouth.
His words almost just said that Bai Ling (White Spirit) has arrived in front of Su Ming's,[ hundred degree celsius sought demon fast hand to hit, root of the ear bibliophile official yy : 3943, supported to seek demon voting welcome to „ beginning,], grasped his body gently, was bringing the ice-cold lip, that let the face that Su Ming is unable to forget, has substituted for his world.
That lip is very cold, may in that ice-cold bring warm, the bitterness and astringency of tears, fuses in together, has formed one...... Kiss that leaves.
„Our agreements also, it are not seven days, is not seven years, but for a lifetime...... Su Ming, I can wait for you,......” Bai Ling (White Spirit) has turned around, runs toward the distant place, where the tears could not see to fall in that wind and snow on, but there is such one drop to fall on the Su Ming's face.
Same ice-cold, not being able to distinguish clearly is tears, is the snow.
Su Ming stands there, has been standing, until vaguely, in the distant place Bai Ling (White Spirit) side, he saw two big forms, resembles the protection to be the same, bringing Bai Ling (White Spirit) to go far away.
Su Ming could not say the innermost feelings is any taste, silent was very long, was very long.
Bai Ling (White Spirit) departs half a month later, grandfather revived.
Was related with the matter that a Black Mountain Barbarian-Elder war had, grandfather had not said that Su Ming has not mentioned with anybody, the death of Black Mountain Barbarian-Elder, along with passing of time, gradually has become.
Su Ming can feel that own disposition changed, no longer is lively, but was used to it silent, tribesmen in tribe, the past cheers vanished, lose the sadness of family member friend, making each choose silent.
He starts all day Cultivation all night, starts unceasingly the refine medicine and stone acupuncture needle, by own cultivates high, often is only, he when the night will sit in meditation will also open eyes, recalls that dream.
The time in a flash, is ten years.
Ten years, can change many, along with growing up of child, along with passing of time, ten years ago sadness pale were very very pale, only have when every year sacrificial offering, the people will remember that ten years ago pitiful.
Wushan Tribe falls, already thorough has become Fengzhen attached, because of grandfather...... Lost cultivating, has become an old person of wind candle waning moon.
These ten years time, Su Ming is accompanying grandfather, until the winter of this tenth year, in an ice-cold night, outside cold wind sobs, is blowing bugle and beating drums leather tent, making the lights in tent rock, grandfather lies down there, this time he already extremely old, he looks at Su Ming, looks at present the youth of this growing up.
„ grandfather is unable to continue to walk together with you...... Do not be sad, on this day will arrive eventually...... Remembers grandfather these years to these words that you spoke, remember...... World Barbarian Mountain...... You must look for World Barbarian Mountain, must find this mountain.
This mountain where, grandfather is not clear, I only know, it...... In your at heart, found this mountain, you there, will find all that you want. ”
This is grandfather before dying, to last few words that Su Ming spoke.
grandfather, turns over to the ruins......
In the third day that the grandfather life extinguishes, Su Ming's cultivates, enters into Awakened, became in the tribe second has stepped into the person of Awakened, first, was Bei Ling.
Existences of two Awakened Realm, making Wushan Tribe fall in Fengzhen Tribe attached, was in the extremely high status, causes Wushan Tribe, has launched one time...... Returns to the migration of hometown.
Even if Fengzhen Tribe, will not prevent such migration, falls because of present Wushan Tribe, had such qualifications.
That was one long-separated ten years of turning over to townships, when the person of entire Wushan Tribe falling, in returning ten years ago that moment of Wushan ruins, there are many old people, was shedding tears, knelt on that lands, all around sound reverberation of sob.
Wushan, is not past Wushan, only then four mountain peaks, the tribe under that Wushan, in these ten years later reconstruction, place slowly presented in the past outline.
Here is the family|home, is family|home that Wushan Tribe falls, is the Wushan tribesmen soul.
Years in this silent, along with Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter, passing slowly. Bei Ling and Chen Xin wedding, is held under this Wushan autumn, that wedding conducts is very grand, because of one is Wushan Patriarch, but another is on the first generation Patriarch daughter.
Bei Ling, is entering into Awakened that moment, has become Wushan Patriarch.
This happy talks and laughters, after tribesmen return hometown , the wedding that launches, many people in that joyful have been drunk, Su Ming standing silently in the distant place, looks that night plans the tribesmen dance outside fire, the ear transmits the happy song, looks on the Chen Xin face the happy smiling face, looks under Bei Ling that handsome look, had Patriarch dignified tall and straight, he drinks silently.
He has remembered Bai Ling (White Spirit).
Leaves from Bai Ling (White Spirit), already 17 years.
Su Ming still remembers for 17 years ago, when Bai Ling (White Spirit) departs that ice-cold kiss, but also remembers that agreement.
Still remembers that he now is only accidental, will remember, that 17 years ago when regains consciousness the dream in mind, one is very long, very long dream.
That night, Su Ming has been drunk, he 17 years of silence, is unhappy talks too much[ hundred degree celsius sought demon fast hand to hit, root of the ear bibliophile official yy : 3943, supported to seek demon voting welcome to „ beginning,] in disposition, making him fall on this Wushan Tribe, had the extremely high dignity, particularly after Wushan Barbarian-Elder, his dignity lets all tribesmen, does not dare to speak the words before him.
Is having the feeling of being drunk, takes wine pot, Su Ming is looking at Bei Ling and Chen Xin, turned around to move toward was his tent, started Cultivation, outside his tent, was squatting a somewhat aged hot monkey, it was Little Red.
Passing of years, leaving of birth and death, gradually along with that autumn leaf, in falling gently drew the annual ring, one after another, has represented year by year.
Also is 30 years, in the past.
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