A World Worth Protecting

  The starry sky is silent.

Wang Yiyi’s father did not speak on the lone boat, the same is true for the old man in the distance, but his expression changed several times at this moment, but finally there was a touch of jealousy, and he took a deep look at the giant tree standing in the starry sky. He looked at the figure on the lone boat again, and chose to leave.

  Although he left, new people arrived.

  A vague figure seems to be able to sweep across the starry sky, gathering silently from all directions, to the side of Wang Yiyi's father on the solitary boat, forming an outline, that is a man.

I can’t see my face clearly, I can only see a long hair wagging like every strand of hair, like a galaxy. In addition, there is only this figure in the dancing room of clothes. In the exposed corner, the imprint of the pill furnace is embroidered. .

  "Octochi Dao?" The figure looked at the black wood in the starry sky and spoke softly, as if talking to himself or asking.

   "Eight Chi Dao." On the lone boat, Wang Yiyi's father looked as usual and responded calmly.

   "I only heard that the first five poles of the five acts, after which the two poles are opposed, and finally sublimated... This little friend seems to have reached the extreme now, this sixth pole... can you see through?" The figure was silent for a while, and slowly said.

  "Golden Way has your cause and effect, why ask me." Wang Yiyi's father on the lone boat said lightly with the same expression.

   "Although this is the case, I am not familiar with the eight-pole way after all. His sixth pole is the Luo of Fallen, the way of death?" The figure was silent for a few breaths and looked at Wang Yiyi's father.

   "More than that." Wang Yiyi's father was silent for a long time this time before he heard a low response.

   "He will also pass the past and blend into it, making this sixth pole both extremely dark and extremely past."

"In that case... his seventh pole, it can be imagined that it must be the Sun Sage, and also the very future... It looks like two poles, but in fact it is four poles. No wonder, no wonder..." There is a pill furnace imprint in the corner of the clothes. , Sighed, didn't say much, turned around and walked towards the void, the figure scattered again as the footsteps fell, and disappeared into the starry sky.

  It’s just that, at the moment when his figure completely disappeared, his voice still came from the void and fell into the ears of Wang Yiyi’s father on the lone boat.

  "Brother Wang, the Baji Dao was created by the ancestor of the immortal. Is this predecessor’s immortal and the immortal of the little friend Baole... the same?"

  It seemed to be a question, but after I left, there was a word, obviously...I didn't want an answer, or in other words, I didn't need an answer.

  Wang Yiyi’s father on the lone boat slowly raised his head without speaking, but his eyes were deeper. It was not until a long time later that he looked at the dark wood in the starry sky again, his eyes disappeared deeply and replaced by gentleness.

  He can have a foreboding that his daughter will soon... leave.

While waiting here, Wang Baole walked in the starry sky in the black wood, in the world of stone tablets, looked at the universe once thought to be boundless, and looked at the countless stars and incalculable life in this universe. Wang Baole also had it in his heart. Sigh lightly.

   "I have no past and no future." Wang Baole murmured. His past and future were turned into destiny and were given to the little sister, but at the same time, this also became his way.

  The Tao needs to be carried, just as the Five Elements need to carry the Tao, the past and the future have the same needs.

  So, he turned the path of death into the bearer of his own past. This path is vast, to a certain extent...from Luo, the world-shaking cultivator’s obsession with death.

  "As for the extreme future...I also need something to carry Tao, this thing...I have already guessed." Wang Baole muttered to himself, looking down at the starry sky, his eyes softened.

   "So, the only thing I have now is now...and, my world." In the words, Wang Baole has walked into the dark wood, once the most mysterious area in the world of stone tablets.

  Here... there is a star called the destiny star.

  Here... There is a created **** called the Master of Heaven.

  Master of Heaven, there is a book.

   is called...Book of Destiny.

  Wang Baole step by step, walked into the destiny star, walked to the top of the mountain that came that year, there...the Master of Heaven meditated cross-legged, his eyes opened, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, staring at Wang Baole's figure, and gradually approaching.

  "From the moment I was born with consciousness, there was a voice telling me, saying...One day, I will see the real gods come, and that voice tells me that when I see the gods, I will be free."

   "I've been waiting." The Master of Heaven said softly, then stood up, and bowed to Wang Baole... deeply.

  During this worship, his figure was blurred, and the entire Destiny Star was also blurred. Gradually...the stars disappeared and turned into a huge book floating in the starry sky!

  And the Master of Heaven also disappeared, turned into an old ape, bowed to Wang Baole, dissipated again, as if leaving here!

  At the same time, the Book of Destiny vibrated, slowly floating in front of Wang Baole, as if waiting for him to take it.

   didn't get it right away, Wang Baole stood in front of the book of destiny, looked back at the starry sky, and spoke softly.

   "You guys, would you like to... be guarded by me from now on?"

  The voice was obviously very slight, but when it came out, it echoed in the entire blackwood world, echoed in every star in this world, in the consciousness of every life.

  At this moment, everything in the stele world was sensed, turned into a roar of the heart, shook the soul, and in my mind, everything emerged... Wang Baole's life!

  They saw Wang Baole’s happiness, his growth, his sorrow, his madness, and his determination to protect the world.

  This is his...the only thing that can belong to his own beauty.

  After a long time, the response of sentient beings came from within the stele world.

   "Yes!"

   "Yes!"

   "Yes!"

At this moment, whether it is the vegetation or the monk, no matter mortals, beasts, mountains, rivers, or even stars, everything is responding. The consciousnesses are constantly coming and converging, causing the book of destiny where Wang Baole is to be gradually distributed. Brilliant light.

  In this light, in the countless responses, Wang Baole heard the voices of relatives and friends from the solar system, he heard the excitement of Master, and he heard small excitement.

  There is Zhao Yameng, Zhuo Yifan, Lin Tianhao, Du Min...

  It's not just the solar system, whether it's the left road or the side door, or the central area. There are people he knows, and there are people who are hostile to him, but at this moment, all... are responding.

  In the end, the ancestors of the Xie family and the Seven Spirits Dao sighed after being silent, and responded.

And as they spoke, the entire stele world burst out with brilliance, until finally...in the fallen land, the same response came, and all the voices of the entire stele world merged together, turning into a vast vicissitudes of life. Voices.

  That is the voice of all beings, and also...the voice of the spirit of the stele world!

   "Yes!"

  The moment this voice appeared, the stone tablet world disappeared, and everything turned into a ray of light, from all directions, merged into this book of destiny, and in the pages of the book, it became...words.

  Books are naturally composed of words.

  This book is this world!

  Wang Baole’s eyes also showed a sense of attachment at this moment, and slowly stretched out his right hand toward the Book of Destiny.

   Palm up.

  In an instant, the Book of Destiny turned into a streamer, and went straight to Wang Baole's palm, getting smaller and smaller, until it finally fell into his palm, replacing Wang Baole's palm prints, and completely merging with it.

  In the next instant, Wang Baole's right palm was carefully held.

  Like holding a treasure.

  He raised his head and saw that there was no starry sky, and no gods.

  There is only endless nothingness, like a black hole without suction, and in this nothingness, besides him... there are several figures, in the distance, at a height below him, silently looking at him.

  The several figures, headed by the young lady, are surrounded by the ancestors of the Moon Star Sect, and... an old ape and a fox.

  For a long time, Wang Baole lowered his head and did not look at the figure of the young lady, but looked at his palm. The three-inch palm contains...

  His world.

  ……

  This volume ends, and the next volume opens on Monday: I am not a fairy!