A World Worth Protecting

   "Voice?" Wang Baole was shocked, feeling the words echoing in his mind at this moment, confirming his inner guess.

  In fact, when he saw the tombstone before, he was thinking about a question, this tomb...who built it for the Emperor.

   should not be the Emperor himself, but this possibility is not ruled out, but Wang Baole still feels that it was built by his descendants or the repairs that followed him back then.

Therefore, the sound of this voice made Wang Baole more aware of this behavior. After these thoughts flashed from the bottom of his heart, Wang Baole condensed his inner thoughts. In front of Guangmen, he first bowed to the four directions and then stepped on. Into it.

Stepping in, as the eyes blur, and in the next moment, a new world is revealed in front of Wang Baole's eyes. The sky of this world is dim, and the earth is filled with mist. From a distance, you can see a tombstone exactly like the upper layer, but it is shrouded in mist. , Not clear.

The only thing I can see is the countless ghosts tumbling in the mist below. These ghosts are not quiet, but in this mist, they seem to form a kingdom. You can see that there are seven soul kingdoms here, in the position of Wang Baole. , He could see clearly that these seven soul countries had their own systems, and the soul emperor existed.

  Now there are three soul kingdoms fighting each other, making the fog more and more roaring, and the sound of horrible roars spread all over the place, and this scene...makes Wang Baole frowned slightly.

  In fact, everything in the tomb of the Emperor Underworld looked weird to him, it seemed that it was not as simple as burying bones in the cemetery.

   "The illusion of the temple is more a retrospect of memory... the first level of refining is more a distinction between good and evil."

   "Why is the cemetery of the Emperor Hades arranged this way?" Wang Baole was silent, and a gleam of brilliance appeared in his eyes after a while. Although he can't see much now, no matter how he thinks about it, there is a guess among the many answers that always comes to mind.

"This place... is more like a choice..." Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and was silent for a long time, carefully observing the soul country in the mist below. It was obvious that this place had existed for a long time, and the soul country fighting within it was just like a mortal kingdom, as if nothing There is no end, and the fog cannot block Wang Baole's gaze, but obviously... it can block the soul of this place.

In this way, the place where Wang Baole was was very detached, looking down like a god, and he watched, frowning again, still did not see how to solve it, simply shook his body, and went directly into the mist, facing Na Qi Walked in a soul country.

   Wherever he went, all the ghosts here could not detect the slightest breath of him. Wang Baole was like an outsider, walking around in this world of souls.

  He is not only looking for the entrance, but also observing the soul world. As for Wang Baole's mentality, he doesn't need to change too deliberately. He naturally has a kind of spiritual meaning.

  This point, other people in the Mingzong may be able to do this, but it is not small. After all, the focus of the gods is related to being strong, but the mentality is more important.

It is a kind of indifferent sentient beings, no emotions, transcendence, and does not include the calmness of calculation. It is simple to say, but difficult to do. But for Wang Baole, because of his previous life on the planet of Destiny, following him He understood that with his experience, his mentality had actually reached this level. After all, at that time, if he could let go of everything, he could stay on the Destiny Star and watch the ups and downs of the Dao Realm indifferently.

  All he needs to do is to observe and record.

  After going out, his mentality has not recovered for a short time. It is because he has deliberately covered up until now, and he has slowly returned to the original state, which is regarded as a fairy and a re-entry.

  So for Wang Baole at this moment, the change of mentality was easy, and at the moment when his mentality was detached, he felt that this world was permeated between heaven and earth, permeated in the souls of all beings, permeated in the boundless mist...weeping.

  This is indeed crying, as if mourning, as if pleading, as if telling...

  Wang Baole paused, looked up at the fog around him, felt the fluctuation of the soul here, and gradually realized his heart completely.

"This cry is due to not entering the cycle of reincarnation, endless death and awakening, the formation of boredom, deposition of sorrow, the test of this level is to let the disciples of the Ming sect perform their own mission to send these souls into the cycle. What?"

  Wang Baole thought for a moment, and then sat down cross-legs. At this moment, the dark fire inside his body suddenly dispersed, and at the same time it diffused outward, he also closed his eyes and muttered softly.

  "When the world separates, the cycle of fate ends..."

As soon as his words came out, the underworld emanating from his body rose instantly and spread to the surroundings. In an instant, it filled the entire soul world. On this firmament, it seemed to merge with the mist, faintly forming a statue. A huge figure.

  This figure is indistinct and vague, but it is full of majesty, as if it can suppress everything, as if it can replace reincarnation.

And the appearance of this figure also made this soul country, the fighting ghosts at this moment, all their bodies shocked, one by one raised their heads blankly, looking towards the sky, and the soul kings and all the souls in the seven kingdoms. It is so, one after another raised their heads.

  Especially the seven soul emperors, their bodies trembled slightly at this moment, and there was a faint look of expectation in their eyes.

  While all the souls of the soul world were staring at the sky, Wang Baole, who was sitting cross-legged in this world, said a second sentence.

  "If you want to know the cause of the past life, the recipient of this life is..."

  As soon as this sentence came out, the entire soul world was trembling. The storage bag on Wang Baole's body also opened by itself at this moment. A black robe, a dark boat, and a lamp oar all shone out at this moment.

  The robe fell on Wang Baole, covering his face, Mingzhou floated under his feet, lifted his body, and the lamp oar appeared in front of him and shook on its own.

  And the figure on the sky, staring at by countless souls, is the same at this moment. Black robes appeared, lamp oars appeared, and Mingzhou appeared. Its original blur was clearer at this moment.

  The soul fire is thicker and faint. This figure seems to become a whirlpool, causing the whole world to constantly shake, causing the countless souls to show longing in their eyes.

  Especially the seven soul emperors, kneeling down to worship at this moment, followed by all the souls, it is the same.

  The world was shaking, and countless souls bowed down, Wang Baole’s third sentence, spoken from his mouth, echoed in the hearts of all the souls here!

  "If you want to know the fruit of the afterlife, the one who does it in this life is..."

   "Yin, soul!"

The heavens and the earth shook, all directions roared, and Wang Baole's figure on the sky became clearer, as if it turned into substance, sitting on the huge underworld boat, raising his right hand, and waving it towards the earth soul world, and the underworld fire suddenly emitted at this moment. Rolling, turned into a river of Styx!

Although compared with the Styx outside, Wang Baole’s Styx is too small and too small, but the breath inside it is of the same origin. At the moment of appearance, the force of suction spreads and turns into traction, making the soul Within the realm, the ghosts worshipped by him showed a relief of relief, flying one by one and blending into the Styx.

Between flying and merging, their faces are blurred, and their facial features are gradually lost. Their bodies are looming and gradually become soul light. After merging into the Styx, they seem to turn into stars, rendering the Styx to make this Styx is more like galaxy.

   Soon, all the souls of a kingdom were drawn and left the soul world, followed by the second, third, fourth, fifth...

At this time, Wang Baole's body trembled slightly, and his underworld fire was a little unsupported. He seemed unable to hold on to the seven soul nations in this place, but he had a feeling that what he did here would affect whether he could obtain the Underworld Emperor. remains.

So after silence, Wang Baole did not open his eyes, but the dark robe on his body was shining, and the breath of the dark boat broke out under him. The same was true for the lamp oar in his hand. In the end, all the breath was integrated into... On that lantern.

The wick in this lantern was originally dim. At this moment, a spark suddenly appeared, and the next moment... it was directly lit, and the light spread out, covering the sixth kingdom and the seventh kingdom until all the souls in this soul world were drawn. Into the Styx.

  This world is empty!

  The light door is now!

  Wang Baole’s eyes slowly opened, his heart understood, he got up, took Styx, and the souls of the Seven Kingdoms, and stepped into the Light Gate.