I am the up master in the heavens

snow world.

In Beiliang City.

Xu Fengnian, the prince of Northern Liang, leaned against the door and window carved with dragons and painted phoenixes, and pouted at the old sword god.

"Old man, do you understand what's going on?"

On the other side, the old sword god scratched his messy hair, lay lazily on the ground, and said after hearing the words.

"I'm not a god in heaven, so how could I know everything. It's just that this matter is really strange. Judging by Beiling's reaction, it seems like he really doesn't know Su Ming."

Xu Fengnian pointed to the old sword god, and said with a smile: "You are too honest, don't you know you can make up? I don't think this Beiling is fake. Hehe, this way, things will be interesting."

"If Beiling and Chenxin are indeed the two from the Wushan tribe back then, how did they cross the four seas from the Western League to the land of Nanchen? Could it be said that the Wushan tribe is not a master, sending the two of them across the sea? Come? But Beiling also claims to be a fairy clan, not even a barbarian clan..."

Although the old sword god was superb in swordsmanship, mental work was really not his specialty, so he was a little dazed for a while, and then turned his gaze to the light curtain to see what was going on.

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On the light curtain, the screen continues.

The woman named Chen Xin's eyes were wide open, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

Su Ming's eyes flashed, he didn't say any more, a momentum emanated from his body, and shot towards Beiling.

In an instant, the two were fighting fiercely.

But at this time, Su Ming's strength was improving rapidly, and the gap between the two was like a cloud of mud.

I saw Su Ming standing in mid-air, stepping forward with one foot.

With this step, there was an endless roar between the sky and the earth, and the avenue condensed into a huge footprint, knocking the Beiling into the air for dozens of meters, and blood sprayed from his mouth.

"Su Ming...don't hurt Beiling, we didn't know you were here..."

Chen Xin protected Beiling and shouted anxiously.

"So you still remember me..."

Su Ming grinned, revealing a smile of unknown meaning.

"You claim to be members of the Immortal Clan. Tell me, what was the original Wushan Barbarian Tribe?"

Su Ming asked softly, his voice was very soft.

"Bai Ling...Grandpa...Lei Chen...Ula..."

"them......"

"does it exist?!!"

Su Ming's voice became louder and louder, and the last sentence was like thunder from nine heavens, shaking the whole world.

"Do you... really want to know?"

Chen Xin's face was sad, she looked at Su Ming with pity, and her voice was bitter.Fun Court

"Needless to say, let's go."

Su Ming closed his eyes, and the sea breeze blew slowly, brushing the corners of his clothes.

"Everything is fake..."

After that, Su Ming sighed lightly.

He walked out of the snow-capped savage land since he was a boy, and came hundreds of millions of miles away, but he didn't expect to learn the truth in the end.

It was as if his fate was being fiddled with by a big hand.

His beauty, his pain, and his happiness are all under the control of that big hand.

As Su Ming's strength improved, he knew more and more things.

What's even more astonishing is that he discovered that his memories seemed to be false and fabricated!

Everything about him is under the control of that big hand!

It's like a walking dead puppet!

"why......"

Su Ming muttered to himself, his face was full of desolation and despair.

In any case, he never imagined that from the moment he was born, he became a pawn.

Everything is false!

There is no Bai Ling, no Lei Chen, no Chen Xin...

His Wushan tribe is like a memory woven by others and then stuffed into his mind.

And he is still foolishly chasing and guarding these falsehoods!

After discovering the truth about the Wushan tribe, Su Ming's world view collapsed!

The countless memory fragments of the past in his mind were like sharp knives, piercing his internal organs fiercely, making him in agony!

【Su Ming's dream started in the Wushan Tribe, where there is grandfather's family affection, Lei Chen's friendship, and Bai Ling's love, but these are all a dream woven for him by an extremely strong man named Ditian.But the memory that really belonged to him was deliberately tampered with and sealed. 】

"what!!!"

On the light curtain, Su Ming stood in the rainy night, raised his head to the sky and screamed, his whole body was like a madman.

Standing on the top of the Ninth Peak, there was a sense of gray silence and sadness in his eyes.

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"What, what?! This Su Ming's memory is fake?! Co-authored so many of the previous inventory, and it's about tribal wars, and about love, all of which are illusions created for him by others?!"

"Uh... From this point of view, Su Ming is indeed worse. No matter what Shi Hao says, at least the people in Shicun are real."

"This Su Ming's ability to withstand pressure is already very strong if he is not crazy. This blow... an ordinary person may not be able to withstand it."

Countless cultivators saw Su Ming's heart-piercing roar towards the sky on the light curtain, and they couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic in their hearts.

Anyone who encounters this kind of thing will not be able to accept it for a while.

Just imagine, playmates and elders who have lived together for more than ten years, and girls who have made love in snowy nights, one day someone suddenly tells you that none of these actually exist, this is just a dream created by others to deceive you.

I'm afraid no one can bear such a blow.

Many monks who compared Su Ming and Shi Hao before also remained silent at this moment.

No matter how hard Shi Hao is, at least someone really cares about him. Although the Shi family is unkind to him, he has relatives in Shicun and a group of like-minded brothers and friends.

And this Su Ming left from the Wushan tribe alone, hoping to come back to protect the tribe and his lover when he becomes stronger.As a result, being strong is being strong, and when one looks back, the thing to be protected never existed at all.

Only then did he know that from the beginning to the end, there was no Wushan tribe, but he was the only one.

This kind of confusion and shock was far more violent and devastating than Shi Hao's bone cutting and bloodletting.

It is not easy for Su Ming to withstand such a blow!

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On the light curtain, the picture continued.

【Su Ming is struggling in this fateful reincarnation arranged by Ditian for him, this kind of reincarnation has been carried out 36 times.This meant that he had been reincarnated 36 times under Ditian's control without knowing it.But this time, Su Ming did not give up, he wanted to fight against his fate. 】

On the light curtain, Su Ming's temperament changed drastically. The seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy changed from cheerful to silent, exuding a lonely aura.

"Everyone in the world calls me a devil, so why not, I, Su Ming... will be a devil from now on!"

Standing on the top of the mountain, Su Ming muttered to himself.

From then on, Su Ming seemed to be a different person, and those good memories from the past were sealed away by him.

He began to seek magic!He has embarked on a path completely different from cultivating the Tao, he wants to cultivate his life!

He doesn't want to experience the sadness of being controlled by others.He wants to break the cage of fate, and knock away the big hand that fiddles with his fate.

He is decisive in killing and attacking, like a real demon god, overcoming thorns and thorns all the way, going through countless ups and downs.

Kill all the enemies who stand in front of him and the villains who plot against him, one by one.

He doesn't want to be manipulated anymore!

He wants to control his own destiny and be his true self!

From then on, her reputation shocked the Eastern Wilderness, deterred Nanchen, plotted against Ditian, and attacked the wild souls.

Step by step, the thin young man who vowed to protect the Wushan tribe at the beginning has gone through countless hardships, loneliness and hardships, and finally stood at the top of this land.

Beside him, Tian Xiezi shook his head and sighed, persuading:

"Let go of everything in the past, enjoy the present, and be a carefree barbaric cultivator. Isn't it bad?"

"No!"

Su Ming shook his head firmly.

His practice is not to prove how good his talent is, how powerful he is.

But to break through the layers of endless illusions!Break the heavy shackles on your body!

Su Ming's face was serious, and he let out a breath of foul air slowly.

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"Oh, what I've been looking for all my life turned out to be nothingness. What a desolate thing it is."

"I have to say that this Su Ming can be regarded as indomitable. My generation of monks should have this kind of courage! Facing what you feel uncomfortable with, break it with your own hands!"

"This Su Ming is also a character. Faced with such a blow, he didn't sink and degenerate. Instead, he continued to forge ahead and finally stood at the top. This experience is refreshing! Refreshing!"

The monks from all over the sky were talking about it, and the inventory on the light curtain was still going on.

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【However, when Su Ming thought he had woken up from the dream and cleared away all the black mist, he discovered that he was actually just a wisp of remnant soul. 】

On the light curtain, Su Ming stood next to a huge corpse that could cover the sky and the sun.

There are countless chains connected to the corpse, and these giant chains extending from all directions absorb nutrients from the corpse.

If someone can overlook this corpse, they will find that the face of this corpse is the same as that of Su Ming who is standing beside him!

Su Ming looked at the corpse with extreme sadness on his face.

This corpse is exactly the body of Su Ming's true self, who died countless years ago.

It turned out that this corpse had a very powerful background, and that Ditian manipulated his fate precisely to take away this corpse.

At this time, Su Ming didn't know that Di Tian was not the only one who was playing with his fate, there was another one named Su Xuanyi.

And the body of this deity is nothing more than a billion corpses that have died long ago, refined by forbidden techniques, and fused with a drop of blood.The real Su Ming died when he was a baby, and the remnant soul left behind was used by Su Xuanyi and became a pawn of Su Xuanyi.

【Su Ming's cognition completely collapsed.The Wushan tribe is fake, Bai Ling is fake, and his childhood playmate is also fake. Now that he has been chasing his whole life, even his own body is fake. It turns out that he is just a lonely soul manipulated and used by others. 】

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Countless monks in the heavens were completely shocked.

"I'm really convinced. What evil did Su Ming do in his previous life to be so miserable in this life?"

"It's too bitter! It's even worse than Coptis chinensis. Cultivation is already so difficult, but after practicing for half a day, I'm not even a human being. This is too stupid."

"It's no wonder that I can make an inventory. There are indeed two brushes. I, Wang Laosi, has a very unfortunate life, but compared with this Su Ming, it is still far behind. This list is still not good enough."

"Let's not talk about Su Ming, I can hardly stand it as a spectator. From childhood to adulthood, all the warmth is fake, and all the setbacks and sufferings are real. Who can stand this?"

"If it doesn't work, just reopen it. It's better to die than to live."

To say that many monks were only sympathetic just now, but now they have turned into pity.

Not only is the memory fake, but now even himself is almost fake, just a remnant of soul. cascoo.net

Being played around like pawns, every struggle, every effort will only bring more blows.

Not to mention a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, even a monk who has practiced for hundreds of years and has a stable Taoist heart cannot withstand repeated blows of this level.

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Chapter 125 3000 Years of Kowtowing before the Devil!This is to seek magic!

Immortal world.