A World Worth Protecting

"Well? It seems to be a fool, so it is easy to be fished out." Wang Baole's eyelids moved, slamming open, and a hint of coldness in the depths of his eyes, the mouth also revealed sneer.

In fact, for the mental exhaustion, Wang Baole has several methods to alleviate it. After all, Wang Baole himself is a master of the martial arts. Naturally, he has a very high demand for spiritual concentration during the refining of the martial arts, so no matter what he obtained in the bronze sword. The dried fruits of the wind letter tree, or other magical means, can not be achieved in the battle, but after the idle, the recovery of the spirit can be achieved.

The reason why he did not do this is to simply heal the body and restore the body. The purpose is to be the will of the hiding body that he once perceived!

This will, before Wang Baole was busy fleeing and fighting, did not work hard, but did not mean that he did not care, and even to some extent, Wang Baole's movements of this will always pay attention.

Therefore, he did not restore his spirit, deliberately put on a state of relaxation, and see if there will be other changes in this will. At this moment, when he notices the moment when this will erupt, Wang Baole’s wave will suddenly appear as a dry-hearted fruit. Some medicinal herbs were taken out by him and swallowed. At the same time, using one of the few means in his memory to speed up the relief of mental exhaustion, he also stabilized his mind and made it strong.

Then I saw the strange light and felt the moment that I was in my own body.

"The way this will appear, it is also true that it is associated with it. It did not start when I was fighting with the **** hand, indicating that this will has a certain sense of intelligence. I understand that if there is interference at that time, if it happens, it will dissipate. ”

"But nowadays, when you try it a little, you can easily fish out. It seems that this kind of intellect is not brilliant, maybe it is just instinct?" Wang Baole muttered his whisper, his eyes became sharper, but in this fierceness, gradually appeared. Some black smoke-like substance seems to spread all his pupils.

"I still use the idea of ​​eager to kill in my mind as the main means?" Wang Baole was somewhat disappointed, analyzing the irritability of the heart at the moment, feeling his own thoughts, and began to appear one after another the idea of ​​killing, just like drug addiction Attack, not obeying instinct, instinct will counteract the whole body.

"If it is only this means, it is a waste of my preparation." Wang Baole shook his head, and he appeared in the pupil with black mist spreading. It seemed to be a demon, but his mind was extremely clear, as if he was separated from the body, calm. Unparalleled observation and judgment.

Waiting for a while, seeing the will associated with this stunned eye, still after such a means, Wang Baole has no other interest, just want to wipe it out, but at this time, the accompaniment The will, like some dissatisfaction, just evoked the desire to kill in the heart of Wang Baole, and began to try to spread his Yuan Ying.

This scene suddenly gave Wang Baole some surprises. He quickly stopped the handcuffs that were erased and carefully observed them.

In his view, this fascinating will, like a black filament, gathered together in Wang Baole's body, and seemed to be unaware of Wang Baole's sobriety, such as a snake-like attempt slowly in his body. Close to Yuan Ying.

"Is its goal to be Yuan Ying? Or is it to spread the Yuan Ying, to pollute or devour my soul in Yuan Ying?" After paying attention to the goal of this will, Wang Baole looked slightly awkward and the monk was repaired to achieve Yuan Yinghui, its soul will be turned into a god, buried in the depths of Yuan Ying, until after the cultivation of the gods, God changed and became a soul!

The soul that turned into a **** is of special significance to the Yuan Ying monk. It needs to be carefully protected. Therefore, Wang Baole’s eyes flashed and looked at his own Yuan Ying. In the Yuan Ying, in addition to the hidden scabbard, there is also a The regiment is a smoldering fire. This is the imprint of the ancestors formed after he became a child. The inside of the smoldering fire is the **** of his soul.

"Just in case..." Wang Baole secretly runs the meditation, quietly from the bonfire in Yuan Ying, through Yuan Ying, a scent of meditation, try to contact with the will, want to check the strength.

This breath is not much, just a trace, but at the moment of scatter, the black wire that tries to approach the will of Wang Baole Yuan Ying, trembles violently, as if encountering the existence of incomparable panic, like awkward, Almost collapsed.

"Ah?" Wang Baole was shocked, and quickly reduced his temperament to a dilution of dozens of times. This did not ruin the will of the eye, but competed with Wang Baole's meditation. stand up.

Seeing that they can be confronted, Wang Baole was relieved, and with curiosity, he observed it carefully. Gradually, his look was strange. It was really a fierce confrontation between the two sides. It seems that this will use all his strength and eventually barely flattened. As if I felt that this time the host was a bit difficult, so I suspended the move to spread Yuan Ying, quickly retreating, hiding, and even eager to kill, no longer scatter.

"It's amazing!" Wang Baole coughed and refused to admit that he had done something big, but he looked serious and comforted himself.

"It contains some kind of hegemony, and it has a sense of violentness, as if it is only respected by the heavens and the earth, even with certain wisdom, a bit like a virus, or a record recorded in the Taoist books!" Wang Baole After deep thinking, I feel that it is appropriate to use the word Devil to describe this will.

"A terrible demon head can actually fight with me under the horror of a dozen times of faint temperament. It is not easy." Wang Baole touched his chin and looked inside himself. After the Yuan Ying, he will be replaced by the devil, thinking about the difficulty of the other party to pollute his soul.

"Well, if I am a devil, I need to resist the temperament of the meditation first, starting from a few thousandths, until I can completely resist my breath, then I can get close to Yuan Ying, and this time... I will I saw a different star Yuan Ying, so I need to work hard and hard to force myself, and then try again and again, I can finally get into the Star Yuan baby body, then I will encounter a strange when I am not lucky. The scabbard, and then it is estimated that there is no more..."

"Of course, I may have a good luck. I didn't go to scabbard, but I entered the inside of Yuan Ying, so I was relieved, ready to enjoy the big meal, to win the house and pollute the soul, I will see a fire, then It’s a smoldering fire, and it’s the breath that is the earliest confrontation between me and Yuan Ying!”

"And then... I need to work harder and harder, bite my teeth, and finally fight against the fire. Then I will see the soul of the host. This soul contains the qualities of the soul, which is the countless times of the fire..."

"So, I have to work hard and frantically, in the event of a coincidence, I finally defeated the characteristics of the meditation, I feel that I can finally win and pollute the soul... I will find that your sister, there is a seed here. Look at it..." Wang Baole thought of it here, and coughed it. He felt that he was not on behalf of the devil. He turned to think about the root of this demon.

"It's a bit strange. You don't have to question the power of the martial arts. You don't have to question it. The evil is extremely, and if so, why the devil that was born inside does not seem to be very strong." Wang Baole is indulging in thinking, thinking for a long time, thinking the answer There are two, one is this will and the practice, it seems to be one, but in fact it is separate, there is an answer, that is, fundamentally speaking, its own existence is more evil than its own, more evil, more abnormal. ......

"It must not be the latter!" Wang Baole touched his nose, and once again felt the demon head hidden in the eye, he thought about it, did not immediately wipe it out, but gave birth to a bold idea.

"Would you like to raise a demon head to play?" Wang Baole thought of this, while at the same time he felt guilty, he felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.

"Forgot something?" Wang Baole muttered for a moment, suddenly his eyes widened.

"Forgot the little donkey!" Wang Baole shot his forehead, quickly opened the storage bracelet, and found a circle, only to find the skinny bones that he was completely forgotten, hungry, and dying little donkey.

After the little donkey was taken out, the four hooves were unconsciously stunned. Obviously, they were already hungry and even gasping. It was awkward for a while, and its half-eyed eyes gradually flowed down with tears, showing a strong unspeakable Wronged...

"Children..."