For the old man in front of him, although Su Ming couldn't detect the slightest fluctuation in his cultivation, and even seemed to be like a extinguished candle flame if the wind swept away, Su Ming's heart was full of respect.

He respected this old man, not because the evil son of heaven had to sit silently opposite this person.

He respected the old man, not because of his mystery, because the evil son of heaven also had to change his clothes in front of him.

Su Ming respects this old man, there is only one reason, he repaired the ordinary bone Xun for him, this Xun inherited Su Ming's memory, and repairing it is like a grace to Su Ming.

He thanked this old man, so he respected it from the bottom of his heart, this point, no matter how high Su Ming's cultivation is, even if this old man is really just a mortal, it will never change.

"The grace of the predecessors will be remembered by the younger generations for the rest of their lives!" Su Ming hugged his fist towards the old man and bowed deeply.

The old man who made Xun had a smile on his face, groped with his right hand on a straw mat beside him, and quickly took out the bone Xun that belonged to Su Ming from it.

"Some things are not graceful, but since you believe that I, a blind man, can fix it, and are willing to send it into my hands, it will be fated with me, and you will also be fated with me.

This is fate, not grace. The old man held the bone xun in his right hand, and rubbed it gently with his left hand.

"Come, sit across from me...... The mutilation of this Xun, its external injuries are not the point, the point is that it has no soul, its previous owner, was it played the Xun song, and the people dispersed at the end of the song?" the old man said softly.

Su Ming was silent, sat cross-legged in front of the old man, looking at the bone damage in the old man's hand, Su Ming's eyes flashed with sadness.

"It should be ......," the old man sighed.

"It was not only the life of its previous owner that was dispersed, but also the soul of this Xun, so that it was reluctant to make a sound again, and this was the point of its damage. The old man raised his hand and handed the bone damage forward.

It was only at this time that Su Ming could see from the details that the old man was indeed a blind man.

"It'...... Can you make a sound now?" Su Ming took over the bone damage, where there were cracks on this object before, now turned into blood lines, which looked like they had been mended, and the weight was a lot more, and it was heavy in his hand.

"I can only repair its external injuries, as for its soul does not want to bend again, this matter, it is not my power to change, only you can change. The old man spoke softly.

"I always thought that Xun has a soul, and its voice whimpered...... If Xun has no soul, how can it carry people's hearts, how can it make sounds, and let people be immersed.

It's just that some people can feel Xun's soul, while others can't. The old man looked at Su Ming with both eyes, but the godlessness in his eyes made people feel that the world he saw was different from others.

"Lost soul" Su Ming muttered, he thought of how lonely the night was, he took this Xun and silently blew out the Xun song that only he could hear, the sadness of the music, like the sprinkling of moonlight, made Su Ming count his memories again and again.

"The soul of this Xun is dead...... That death was ethereal, inexplicable, but the first time I saw it, I knew that its soul was gone.

If you want it to sound again, to make the sound that belongs to you and the kind you want to hear, you need to ...... Add a new soul!" The old man's voice echoed in this house with vicissitudes, and from time to time there was the sound of children playing and laughing outside, which seemed to be close and far away, making people listen to it and have a trance.

"How can this be done?" Su Ming raised his head and looked at the old man.

"Forget about it. The old man was silent for a moment, then closed his eyes.

Su Ming looked at the damage in his hand, was stunned for a long time, got up and bowed deeply to the old man, and when he turned around and was about to leave, he paused.

"Senior, the land of Nanchen is full of disasters, especially the location where this tribe is located, and it is not far from Tianlan City" If possible, move to the central part of the country, the battle of a hundred years may not be as before. Su Ming whispered, lifted the door of the house, and walked out.

The moment he stepped out of the house with half a foot, the voice of the old man came from behind him.

"There is no relatively safe place in this world, and similarly, there is no relatively dangerous place, flowers and plants take root, does it have a choice?"

Su Ming paused, the content of this sentence sounded a little incomprehensible to him, and in silence, Su Ming walked out of the house and out of this small tribe.

Looking at the clear sky, Su Ming's expression was complicated, but his heart was firm, he knew that what he would face next would be this disaster that Nanchen had never seen before, and he also knew that under this disaster, there might be countless people who died.

He could choose to escape, find a place to retreat, wait for the disaster to come, and perhaps escape the crisis. But he can also not escape, but under the baptism of this natural disaster, he will become stronger!

Normal cultivation will be slow in less than ten years, and if you want to live better, if you want to make yourself stronger, then you must have a fearless heart.

If there is no creation, then the war will be created, if there is no opportunity, then the opportunity will be killed, if there is a bottleneck in cultivation, then it will be solved with blood, if there is a crisis in life, then use the madness between life and death to get out of the way that belongs to your own life.

"There is no relatively safe place in this world, and there is no relatively dangerous place...... Su Ming muttered, and the farther he walked, his steps became more and more determined.

Su Ming walked like this, he didn't expand his speed, he didn't even use the slightest cultivation power in his body, including the qi and blood, he didn't rotate, just relied on his body, like a mortal, walking in this mountainous land, walking in this jungle.

In the direction of Tianlan City, walk forward.

His goal is Tianlan City, but the goal in his heart is Osan Mountain, this road, although he is walking, but what comes to his mind is still Bird Mountain.

Walking on the way home, walking in his memory, like to pursue.

The undulations of the mountains, the dampness and swamp in the jungle did not make Su Ming pause for too long, and the time was spent in his walk, spending three days.

Three days away, in fact, if Su Ming unfolded his speed, it would only take a moment to far surpass, but he had no choice.

At the beginning, he deliberately let himself forget about cultivation and forget everything, but slowly, as he walked through the mountains, jungles, plains and other places, when he couldn't see other figures in this vast world, he gradually achieved a state similar to forgetting.

Forgetting his own cultivation, forgetting that he was walking on the land of Nanchen, forgetting his goal, forgetting a lot, until when the night of the fourth day came, in that jungle, Su Ming was tired.

He leaned on a big tree tiredly, looked up at the night sky, and looked at the bright moon behind the many lining leaves, half-concealed and half-hidden, Su Ming took out the damage.

Putting this Xun to his mouth, Su Ming closed his eyes and blew gently, but for a long time, in this jungle, there was not the slightest sound coming out, and Su Ming's expression, with reminiscence, seemed to be immersed in the loss of his memory.

In this silence, the edge of this jungle is some distance away from Su Ming, but it is not far away, and at this moment, there are three figures galloping from the direction of Tianlan City.

The three figures walked forward extremely cautiously, the current one closed his eyes, and within a radius of hundreds of zhang around him, there was a layer of invisible ripples reverberating, and after the ripples touched the big lining, they would bounce back some, only when they touched some small beasts that existed in the jungle, they would condense in large quantities.

On this person's face, which can be seen in the moonlight, his face is tattooed with the pattern of a bat, which is not a brute pattern "That's a stinging!!"

The stinging of the witches!

Behind this person, one of the two people who followed was extremely burly, and it seemed to contain strong strength, and the muscles that bulged high made this person like a small mountain, and every step he took made the earth seem to tremble, but strangely, there was not the slightest sound.

The man carried a huge battle axe on his shoulder, the blade of which was a dark reddish brown color, the marks of dried blood.

The other person is a short and thin figure, through the curve of his body, it can be seen that this person is a small woman, her appearance is ordinary, her face is slightly dark, her eyes are like electricity, among the three, this woman gallops the most calmly, as if such a gallop for her, she must slow down in order to keep the three of them synchronized.

In this woman's face, a poisonous fly was stabbed, which made her look ugly.

The three of them galloped, and after a short time, they stopped in this jungle, and at this moment, the location of the three of them was only five thousand zhang away from Su Ming, but obviously, these three people had not yet noticed Su Ming's existence, and Su Ming was also immersed in the silent song, and they didn't know each other.

"This is the place, according to the agreement, we have to wait for one more hour, wait here, Firefly, you are the fastest, patrol the area around this place to determine whether it is safe.

According to the map, there are no tribes here, and the nearest tribe is also some distance, so there should be no barbarian people, but you should be cautious. ”

"If I don't come after an hour, I'll leave. The woman of the three looked back at the speaker, shook her body, and disappeared into the night.

"Du Duo likes to kill, and if he doesn't come, I'll leave. The big man with the tomahawk sat aside and gave the man with a bat tattoo on his face a cold eye.

"Don't worry, he needs the witch crystal we brought, it will definitely come, once the transaction is successful, the three of us will not die so many people in vain, before we successfully enter the barbarian, under his spell, we can incarnate as a barbarian and avoid ...... The Disaster of the Eastern Wilderness. The man with bats on his face opened his mouth in a low voice, and when he said the words "Disaster of the Eastern Wilderness", his breathing was noticeably shorter.