"Baole, do you know what the way of heaven is?" Chen Qingzi turned sideways and looked at the dark sky in the distance, his voice a little more emotional. Without waiting for Wang Baole's reply, Chen Qingzi continued to speak as if talking to himself.
"The way of heaven is not a living thing, but a group, or a sect, or the gathering of all life thoughts in any force. When this group becomes the main body in the world, they can make rules and regulations and do not follow them. Those who are rebellious are rebellious and need to be killed, so gradually, when all living creatures obey, the will of this ethnic group becomes the way of heaven." Chen Qingzi's voice, with some ethereal sound, reached Wang Baole's ears.
Wang Baole was silent. Although he didn't know much about the way of heaven, he had his own judgment in his heart after experiencing all the previous lives.
"This is the way of heaven of the Weiyang tribe. It is the common will of all Weiyang tribe members from generation to generation, but the carrying body is another Tao body of the original ancestor of Weiyang tribe."
"As for our Ming Sect, the same is true. It was transformed by the common will of all Ming Sect monks. The former carrier was the Ming Emperor. He is mysterious and unpredictable. He has existed since the Ming Sect." Chen Qingzi whispered. The words expressed his understanding, and Wang Baole agreed with this understanding, but there were also some disagreements.
"According to my judgment, the Underworld Emperor should have been transformed into one of Luo Tian's fingers. As for the other four fingers, one transformed into rules, one transformed into laws, one transformed into heaven, one transformed into earth, and as for the palm... then... It’s this universe.”
"So, this is the origin of our Ming Sect, and it is also our mission. To seal everything here and not allow any life to leave. But what it manifests outwardly is to control reincarnation, so that there is life and death in the world. No life can live forever, and No life can transcend it.”
"It was until... Luo Tian, who gave us the mission, lost all traces of his life. From that moment on, the Ming Sect began to weaken, and the Weiyang Clan also rose at that time. Perhaps a more appropriate description is the resurgence of the Weiyang Clan. .”
"What the Weiyang tribe wants is eternal life, and even more transcendence, because this is the way to break the seal. Once the seal is broken, the Weiyang tribe... after complete recovery, will have contact with the distant place outside, the real Weiyang world. , and thus...return."
"It's okay for the Weiyang tribe to return, but... this is contrary to the mission of our Ming Sect." Chen Qingzi shook his head and was about to continue speaking, but because of Wang Baole's words, his eyes suddenly shone.
"Because of the immortals, the Ming Sect's mission should not ultimately be to prevent the Weiyang tribe from returning, but to prevent the immortals from escaping." Wang Baole said softly.
Chen Qingzi was silent and did not continue the topic after a while. Instead, he told Wang Baole the answer to his previous question.
After saying that, Chen Qingzi turned around and walked out.
Staring at his senior brother's back, Wang Baole remembered one thing. If... When he was just a spiritual monk, he followed his senior brother to leave the Federation for the first time. At that time... if the incident of the Moon-Splitting God Emperor hadn't happened, he would have been lying in the coffin with his eyes open. When I opened it, I found that I had arrived at Pluto.
Then... maybe the outcome of things will be different in the end.
At that time, my senior brother was gentle, but at that time, I was arrogant.
Wang Baole thought, if everything develops really on this trajectory, he might be able to firmly establish himself within the Underworld Sect now. Even if there are opponents, it doesn't matter. There is always a way to deal with it.
but now…
Senior brother is right, because Ming Zong was replaced by Wei Young, senior brother's rebellion was more or less involved in cause and effect, and senior brother's regret is like a poisonous snake, biting his mind for countless years.
Therefore, the senior brother's idea is to atone for his sins, make amends, and restore the Ming Sect to glory. For this... he does not hesitate to lose himself and integrate into the way of heaven at all costs. This is his obsession.
He was not wrong.
And today's Ming sect is not wrong. They are just a bunch of poor people. Because they almost never have contact with the outside world, the Ming sect here lives more in the glory of ancient times. They don't want to wake up or admit it, but they also bring it with them. Resentment and unwillingness, all these thoughts are entangled together, and it becomes epilepsy.
This is true, because if you want to rise, only the crazy can be fearless and fight to the death!
Therefore, everyone in the Ming Sect was not wrong.
Wang Baole was also right. His special feelings for the Ming Sect in his heart were broken by reality. His respect and affection for his senior brother were crushed by the ruthless heaven. And he had no time to suppress the current Ming Sect. He wanted to become stronger. If he wants to resist the crisis from the future, he doesn't want to be tied to the Hades Sect without emotional involvement. This should be correct.
In addition, he actually knew very well in his heart that he might have been in conflict with the Ming Sect from the beginning. What the Ming Sect wanted to prevent from escaping was the immortal, and the immortal... was inherited by him.
Perhaps, senior brother has already felt this.
Perhaps, the senior brother didn't know it before he merged with the way of heaven, but after integrating with the way of heaven, he had already sensed it, so he had this sudden change.
Perhaps, in the heart of the senior brother, he is also at a loss.
Perhaps, if I give up the inheritance of immortals, the pursuit of the future, and the desire to leave this world to see what the outside world thinks, but instead stay in the Ming Sect and safeguard the mission of the Ming Sect, So... senior brother, still senior brother.
Everything, as you wish.
Wang Baole was silent, thinking of his master's words in his dream. In his thoughts, looking at his senior brother walking away, the answer that his senior brother said to him at that moment appeared in front of his eyes.
"I used to be your senior brother, and I didn't use it, but now... I am the Heavenly Dao, and everything is dominated by the Ming Sect. This matter is over, you... leave."
Wang Baole took a long breath, stood up, and bowed deeply to his senior brother Chen Qingzi who was walking away.
"Senior brother, this time Baole will do his best to retrieve the remains of the Underworld Emperor for you. From now on... take care." Wang Baole murmured softly. Chen Qingzi in the distance paused, stood there for a long time, and continued to walk away.
In a dark dream, a pair of brothers, one bowed and the other walked away, gradually distanced themselves. They could not see each other. Only the ninth elder, the tallest among the nine statues standing in the Underworld Sect, The gaze of the statue seemed to be able to see everything. When he saw the person walking away slowly, his figure was blurred until he disappeared. When he saw the person worshiping, he slowly raised his head after a long time, and the palace door was closed. .
Tao, different.
Wang Baole was silent. In this silence, more than half a month passed, until the dusk of Jiuyou fell on this day, and the sound of whimpering horns came from the outside world.
In the distance, the water of the Styx River was turbulent. The sound of the waves spread throughout the Jiuyou, also to the Nether Star, to the Nether Clan, to the ears of all the monks, and to Wang Baole's mind. When he opened his eyes, Eyes opened.
"The River Styx..." There was no wave in Wang Baole's eyes. He pushed open the palace door. When he looked up, he saw countless figures flying out from the Nether Clan and gathering in the sky. At the end of the sky, there was a huge blurry image. That face, that’s senior brother.
He looked at the earth, at the underworld, at the cultivators, and at Wang Baole.
"The River of the Underworld is open, everyone... the hope of the Underworld Sect to regain its glory lies in your hands."
"Underworld Sect!"
"Underworld Sect!!"
"Underworld Sect!!!" The response to Cangqiong's face was the roar of all the Underworld Sect monks below. This roar was filled with determination and madness!
(End of chapter)