I am the up master in the heavens

The last round of stocktaking of the ten issues can be said to be a period of laughter, which made them fascinated and in a good mood.

This round is based on sadness as the theme, and the first person to take inventory, just by hearing the name, gives people an indescribable feeling.

Su Ming, destiny...

A bleak flute sounded from the light curtain.

Many monks shuddered slightly and looked up at the sky.

There are also many monks who are angry in their hearts, thinking that their life is extremely rough and have gone through countless hardships, and they don't believe that there is anyone in the heavens who can be more miserable than him.

For a while, the discussion among the monks of the heavens was in full swing.

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[How much reincarnation is one less person, how many reincarnations are in the mortal world, although there are many people, I will go. 】

[Among the heavens and worlds, there is such a world of cultivation.In the vast Dao domain, there is a tree of enlightenment and nine world butterflies with mulberry phases.If the monks can obtain them and refine them, they will be able to reach the fourth step of cultivation. 】

This time the stocktaking was different from the previous ones. Instead of directly telling about Su Ming, it started to explain the background of the whole story, so that the monks from all heavens and myriad worlds could have a general understanding.

The voice-over of the light curtain sounded, and slowly told the story of this plane called Demon Realm.

It turned out that in this Dao Domain, there was a person named Xuan Zan, who was the monarch of the Ancient Zan Kingdom and a strong man in the fourth step.However, his cultivation was not perfect, and his soul failed to reach the fourth step.

In order to completely enter the fourth step, he searched the entire boundless Dao Domain, and finally found the Dao Proving Tree.However, an accident occurred while refining the Enlightenment Tree, which resulted in the death of the Enlightenment Tree and the separation of the nine mulberry butterflies.

With the passage of time, Xuan Zan's body has found and devoured several Sang Xiangdie.But the world transformed by one of the mulberry butterflies is the home of an old man named Miesheng.

Seeing the homeland being destroyed, he was powerless to recover.Before the Sang Xiangdie was devoured, the old man Miesheng built a warship and fled his hometown with hatred for Xuanzang.

He traveled through the vast Dao Domain, looking for the remaining mulberry butterflies, and secretly absorbed part of the vitality of a few mulberry butterflies, completely blackening them.

The old man Miesheng discovered a difference in the seventh Sangxiang world. There is a special race here, that is the "Xu Mingzu".

The talent of this race is the power of time and seizing the house.

Then Xuan Zan discovered the old man Miesheng, but reached a consensus with him.

He acquiesced that the old man Miesheng could absorb the vitality of this Sangxiang world, but he had to sacrifice to him the person with the strongest talent for the power of time from the Ming clan.

Therefore, the old man Miesheng merged the power of time that he had absorbed in several other Sangxiang worlds into the blood of the Fate Clan and transformed it.And refined the magic weapon - the seed of death.

Xuan Zan himself also died in this accident.Before he died, he left his consciousness on the delimiting compass to guide his body to find the nine mulberry butterflies, and after devouring them, he could be resurrected.

[The story begins here. 】

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The light curtain turned.

The young Su Ming appeared on the light curtain.

Among the endless mountains.A boy is picking herbs on the mountain.

The young man looked thin and thin, wearing a ragged coat made of animal skin, with a string of white animal bones around his neck.

This boy is exactly Su Ming.

This world is still in the barbaric era, and the races that thrive on the ground are called barbarians.

Su Ming was just one of the members of an inconspicuous small tribe of the barbarians, the Wushan tribe.

Su Ming had no father or mother since he was a child, and was taken care of by the tribal grandpa.

The days in the tribe made Su Ming very happy, and the tribe treated him as if they were their own children, without distinction.

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"Isn't this good? Although there are no parents and no parents, there are people who care about it. Is this also miserable?"

"What's the hurry, didn't you see the comparison of the two images at the beginning of the stocktaking just now? This Su Ming had a good childhood, the miserable ones should be behind."

"Everyone didn't realize that this is a new world, wild... It seems that the human race has just been born, it is very primitive. This kind of plane can also be cultivated, and it doesn't look weak. The heavens and worlds are really wonderful !”

"..."

While the monks were discussing, the picture on the light curtain changed.

At this time, it was already night in the world of seeking demons, and Su Ming was sleeping on the wooden bed.

"Brother...Brother..."

"I'm waiting for you...brother..."

There were faint murmurs in Su Ming's dream.

Su Ming felt a sharp pain, as if the most important thing was about to leave her.

Chapter 121 Can this be called miserable? !

Su Ming woke up from his dream.

Beside him, a little red monkey snuggled up and rubbed the corner of his clothes affectionately.

Su Ming touched Xiao Hong, his face showed confusion.

This is not the first time such a dream, what is going on.

Su Ming faintly felt that the bone chain around his neck might have brought about the change.

Su Ming took this matter to the bottom of his heart and didn't tell anyone.

During his days in the tribe, Su Ming was very happy.As time passed, he gradually discovered that the bone chain he picked up at the beginning was not a mortal thing.

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on the light curtain.

The Wushan Tribe is in the process of Mankai.

When the barbarians are seven and 16 years old, they have to undergo enlightenment ceremonies, and those who succeed in the enlightenment can practice and become barbarians.

When Su Ming was seven years old, he had already failed once.This time's Man Qi is his last chance.

Soon, it was Su Ming's turn.

Seeing that Su Ming was about to fail again, the bone chain on Su Ming's neck, which was covered by clothes, flashed a dim light.

The image that was originally floating in the air trembled, and there was a loud roar between the sky and the earth, and the whole sky was like a huge vortex.

As for Su Ming, he only felt a "buzz".

It was as if I had come to a world hundreds of millions of miles away, standing in mid-air and looking down.

At his feet, there are millions of people kneeling down densely. cascoo.net

These people bowed to the sky, with extreme fanaticism on their faces.

Su Ming's mind was shocked, and he withdrew from this illusion-like world in an instant.

Su Ming's forehead was covered with sweat, and he touched the bone chain on his neck.

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There were many things like this. Su Ming discovered that this bone chain not only allowed him to cultivate, who was unable to cultivate originally, but also caused the tribal god statues to crack as if they couldn't bear it.

Su Ming didn't know what this meant, but he vaguely felt that if this thing was known, it would be a disaster for the entire tribe.

【Su Ming feels right, the bone chain hanging around his neck is the magic weapon refined by old man Miesheng, the seed of Miesheng. 】

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"The bone chain is actually the seed of death? You can tell it's not a good thing just by hearing the name."

"How could this thing be in Su Ming's hands?! And it was picked up by him, it's too coincidental."

"I have to say, the old man is a little curious."

Seeing that what Su Ming was wearing was the Seed of Destruction, countless monks were stunned.

They all began to speculate about Su Ming's life experience and origin.

From the picture on the light curtain, it can be seen that Su Ming actually has quite a difference in appearance from other members of the tribe.

The barbarians are strong and dark.

Su Ming's body was not only thin, but even though his skin was sunburned due to frequent hunting, it was still very fair compared to the barbarians.

Obviously, they are not the same tribe as the barbarians of the Wushan tribe.

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[16-year-old Man Qi, Su Ming succeeded with the help of the bone chain.In an accident, Su Ming met a barbarian woman named Bai Ling. 】

"Su Ming, how do you know that Bai Ling belongs to the Wulong tribe?"

Su Ming's best brother Lei Chen asked.

"My guess."

"Nonsense! I don't believe it."

Lei Chen shook his head naively, scratched his head and muttered.

"believe or not."

Su Ming laughed and joked with Lei Chen, with a carefree smile on his face, talking about the girl he liked with his best brother, this kind of life, the icy cold wind, seemed to gradually dissipate a bit .

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The screen turned, and on the light curtain, Su Ming was carrying a thin woman on his back. The woman's face was somewhat pale, but she had an astonishing sense of beauty, with a bit of delicate and pitiful charm, which made Su Ming's heart skip a beat.

"You...you have to hold on tight. Don't rely on me if you fall."

Su Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then his figure shuttled back and forth among the mountains. The routes he walked were all in some steep places, and from time to time he would suddenly sink down, causing the delicate body behind him to cry out in surprise.

Feeling the delicate body behind him hugging him tighter and tighter, Su Ming showed a somewhat smug expression on his face.

"This mountain road is not easy to walk, or I will resign myself to carrying you back to the Wushan Tribe first."

Su Ming frowned on purpose, glanced at the sky, and said with a guilty conscience.

"Then... well then, thank you."

Su Ming looked happy, but pretended to be very reluctant, glanced at Bai Ling, and said impatiently.

"Hurry up. I have to hurry back to the tribe."

"Oh, alright."

With Bai Ling on his back, Su Ming shuttled through the steep mountains and forests like a monkey.

Su Ming liked the faint fragrance coming from behind and the incomparably comfortable evening breeze from the mountains and forests, making him feel at ease.

"Hey...it seems to have been here three times."

"Ah...really? Cough cough, I didn't even notice it if you didn't tell me."

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"Bringing the woman you like and bathing in the evening breeze in the forest, this kind of life is really poetic. It's a pity that the carefree years are always short."

"What the hell, can this be called sadness?! I am envious of Su Ming's small life. Having brothers, women, and people from the tribe care about him. Isn't this ten thousand times better than cultivating immortals?!"

"Is this round of stocktaking given the wrong name? It shouldn't be called the stocktaking of sad characters, should it be called stocktaking of happy characters? If this life can also be called tragic, I'm afraid there will be no people in the heavens and myriad worlds who are not sad."

Seeing Su Ming's carefree life, countless monks began to feel sore.

For most monks, in order to cultivate, they abandon their homes and careers, cut off the world of mortals, endure loneliness and loneliness, and only hope to succeed in cultivation.

How many people can be like this Su Ming.

Such a life, is it miserable? !

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[Life in the tribe gradually returned to calm.Su Ming and Bai Ling, the boys and girls also developed a vague affection. 】

Snow night.

Su Ming was nervous, and followed his steps with his elbow, gently touching Bai Ling's hand intentionally or unintentionally.

With a shy smile on Bai Ling's face, he lay on Su Ming's back and took Su Ming's hand actively.

Snow fell from the air, falling on the clothes and hair tips of the two of them.From a distance, it seems to be white.