A World Worth Protecting

Hearing Wang Baole’s name to himself, the face of Miao Kunzi’s kindness is more gentle, and the eyes are more gratifying, vicissitudes of life, revealing a sense of erratic, like coming from a long time ago. Resounding in the Wanfa Pavilion, echoing in the heart of Wang Baole.

"you understood?"

After hearing this sentence, Wang Baole breathed suddenly. Although he realized that everything in front of him might be a dream, perhaps the memory of the federation is the real self, but after hearing the words of Kun Kunzi, the heart emerges.阵 涟漪.

"Do you understand..." Wang Baole muttered and looked at the buildings around. These buildings, now at the same time as the Kun Kunzi, are slowly blurring, allowing his eyes to penetrate and see the mountain palace outside. Seeing the white clouds and seeing the familiar figure of the filial disciples, they are leaping in midair, coming and going.

In his ear, he could hear the bells of the dynasty, and it seemed that there was a picture of his own paintings and all kinds of familiar scenes.

For a long time, Wang Baole whispered.

"Master, is this a dream?"

Ning Kunzi did not give Wang Baole the answer, but the smile was softer and the body became more blurred. As his right hand lifted a wave, he suddenly flew out of his fuzzy cuffs and floated three groups of black mans. In front of Wang Baole.

Any of these three groups of black mans are only the size of a fist, but they radiate amazing breath and volatility, spread the Quartet, and have a certain force in the vastness.

Take a closer look, these three groups of black mans, are ... a lonely boat, a black robe, a lamp paddle!

"My filial disciples can only be given to these three grazing stars when they reach the spiritual wonderland and become a sacred son... Nowadays, when the years change, the heavens are already paralyzed, and there are no such rules."

The Kun Kunzi whispered openly, and the sound was vicissitudes. The more he was stunned, the sleeves were smashed, and the three groups of black mans were directly integrated into Wang Baole's body, and entered his meditation, and turned into three lines!

"The three souls that were tempered by you on the same day, the teacher has integrated them into this enchantment, and became a spirit... All this is only happening in the dream, but it is created for the teacher alone... dream!"

"So, after you wake up, you only need to spread the power of the meditation, you can brand everything in this dream, in the memory of the three souls, so that their original memory is replaced, and it really belongs to you!"

Hearing this, Wang Baole's body vibrated, he felt the parting, the memory in this ancestral sect appeared in front of him, a feeling of reluctance, emerged in his heart.

"Master, you... is it in the weapon of Mars? Is that you calling me?" Wang Baole was silent for a long while, whispering.

Feeling the reluctance of Wang Baole, Ming Kunzi raised his fuzzy hand and touched Wang Baole's head. His smile was more harmonious, and he sighed after a long while.

"It's me, not me."

"Bao Le, the ancestors have been paralyzed, even the old man has only left a remnant, and he is still in the land of the ancestors... When you practiced the first smoldering fire, the old man perceives to wake up and always pay attention, until this time, Spread the way of dreams, pass on your meditation... I don’t know, it’s right or wrong to go to the ancestors."

"But you remember... there is no real right or wrong in this world. Although the dynasty dissipated, there is no good or evil hatred in it, and some are just avenues!"

"The reason why I am willing to be a messenger of heaven is because this is the way of the sect!"

"So the fall of the heavens makes the road of the dynasty collapse, so the dynasty dissipates... and you, as the only surviving genius of this generation, you pursue your heart!"

His discourse also said very clearly that although Wang Baole worshipped the sect, he only learned the Fa, and did not insist on following the Tao dynasty, just as he had before the end of the war with the Weiyang emperor. In the words spoken, I only mentioned the past and the present, and did not mention the future word!

When Wan Kunzi said it here, it seemed to be very emotional. The eyes were more reminiscent, as if he had thought of the past, whispering.

"I also had a talented disciple in the same year. Unfortunately, pursuing my heart, even if I was a teacher, I still want to understand after the dissolution of the ruins. Otherwise, if I can understand him in that year..." The child shook his head, sighed, and the body became more and more blurred. He was about to end the dream in his own hands, but at this moment, Wang Baole, who heard the words of the Kun Kunzi, whispered under the sigh.

"Master, you mean the dust brother?"

This is a very common sentence. Through the words of the Kun Kunzi, Wang Baole naturally guessed who the disciple mentioned by the master is, but he never imagined that in the moment of his export, Qiankun The son suddenly looked up, his eyes showed an amazing awn, and even the breathing was rushed. Even the world of this dream was trembled and seemed to collapse! !

Obviously, all this is because of Wang Baole’s words, the shock caused by the Kun Kunzi is unprecedented, unprecedented! !

"Bao Le, you ... how do you know the dusty person!! Is someone telling you, or... have you seen it?" Ming Kunzi looked at Wang Baole, slowly opening his mouth, his voice was very low.

This makes Wang Baole feel shocked and more awkward.

"I saw it, did you not see the Master?" Wang Baole said here, suddenly his eyes widened, and his heart raised a speculation that made him feel incredible.

"See you..." Mong Kunzi muttered and looked up and left.

"It's a bit interesting, but Baole, this dream is created by the Master for you alone. There are real and illusory, and no matter whether it is real or illusory, there should be no talents in this..."

The words of the Kun Kunzi made Wang Baole breathe a fierce glimpse. This is exactly what he was guessing. After being confirmed by the teacher, his heart's vibration is more intense.

"There is no such person... Then why can I see... The dusty brother also taught me to paint the corpse, and told me his secret..." Wang Baole whispered, and Kun Kun suddenly smiled.

"Bao Le, you brother, you can't, I am showing you a dream, and he... is showing for the old man!" Ming Kunzi did not know what to think of, laughed in the sky, this laughter with remembrance It is more complicated, and finally the right hand is lifted up, and Wang Baole’s forehead is shot.

"Bao Le, the fate has been exhausted, the road ahead, you can pursue this heart, now... it should wake up!"

Wang Baole’s body violently shocked. He only felt that the heavens and the earth and everything else were reversing at this moment. At the same time, the squeaking noise of the mirror came from the ear, until his consciousness seemed to leave his body and continue to the sky. Flying in the ground, even in the process of flying out of consciousness, time seems to change the speed of passing in front of him, and it becomes extremely fast, as if it is endless years, it is compressed in a moment!

He saw the star field where the ancestral temple was located. After many years, there was a terrifying battle. He saw the imperial family of the Weiyang people, saw countless powerful people, and started a starry sky war.

This battle was just swaying in front of his eyes, and the whole cemetery... became dust.

Until the broken sound of the mirror in the ear, it is strong to the extreme, Wang Baole’s consciousness is black, the next moment... inside the solar system, the bottom of Mars, the underground world in the mage, the darkness of the darkness, in a black lonely boat Sitting on the knees and meditating, Wang Baole, who was sleeping, suddenly had a spirit and opened his eyes!

At the moment when he opened his eyes, the fire in his body immediately sheds ice and humming, as if bringing everything in the dream to his body! Actually changed instantly, and suddenly there were dozens of weights. In an instant, they condensed together and formed a meditation. With that, Wang Baole’s cultivation was breathtaking and suddenly broke out!

At the same time, outside the solar system, in the depths of the endless starry sky, there is an area, listed as one of the ten restricted areas of the Weiyang universe! This place is full of space cracks, filled with countless sacral bones and starry sky to annihilate the storm, the living enters, and nine lives!

At this moment, in this area, in the numerous corpses, there is a broken stone tablet that floats slowly.

Beside the broken stone monument, there was a middle-aged man at the moment, carrying his hand and watching silently. The man was wearing an old black robe and could not see the repair, but even the terrible space crack touched him. They all collapsed on their own, so it can be seen that this person’s cultivation has reached the unpredictable realm!

The stone tablet in front of it, the meaning of vicissitudes of life, seems to exist for too long years, it seems to have engraved a lot of names, and now, those names are bleak, only one name, flashing strange awning .

This name is exactly... dusty!

If Wang Baole is here, then he must be able to recognize that this stone tablet is the sacred monument of the dynasty, and the middle-aged man, and his brother in the dark dream, are almost identical except for some changes in age! !

This person is just dusty! !

Looking at the stone tablet, the dusty eyes looked at his name for a long time, then the right hand suddenly lifted up, with his finger next to the name of the stone tablet, a stroke of three words.

It is... Wang Baole!

But this name just appeared, after a few flashes, it immediately faint, like this stone is not recognized, but just at the moment when Wang Baole’s name is to be dispersed, the dust is faint.

"You didn't recognize my name in the past, so I destroyed half of your body. Now, you can dissipate my brother's name. You can see what will happen!"

With the opening of the dust, the stone immediately vibrates. After a long while, it seems to be a humiliating choice to compromise. Wang Baole’s name is no longer bleak, but begins to flash brightly!