A World Worth Protecting

Chapter 1181: When the lights go out, people go out

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"It's not complete yet." The old man sitting cross-legged next to the coffin at the bottom of Emperor Ming's tomb has a smile on his face. Although he exudes the aura of old age, the smile is still the same as the memory in Wang Baole's dream. Warmth, the same kindness.

This gaze fell on Wang Baole's eyes and blended into his heart, making it seem that some of the pain in Wang Baole's heart over the years had been resolved, and what was left was only peace and tranquility.

"Master..." Wang Baole looked at the figure deep in the Tomb of the Underworld Emperor, and a smile gradually appeared on his face. Instead of asking why it was incomplete, he stood up and walked toward the passage formed by the huge crack exposed in the black sea water below. Walk away.

His figure walked into the black sea, walked into the cracks, and walked into the next layer that was torn apart by the resonance of his way of perception. This layer was originally responsible for cause and effect, but now it cannot be contaminated by Wang Baole's aura. Let him Walk through and enter another level.

In this way, he got closer and closer to his master, until he came to the bottom of the Tomb of the Underworld Emperor, in front of the coffin, and in front of his master.

He didn't look at the coffin, nor did he pay attention to the two figures of a man and a woman who appeared on the upper floor while walking along the way. He didn't even pay attention to those two figures. They looked at him with surprise and suspicion. , also with vigilance, but also with complexity and unwillingness.

None of this matters anymore, because Wang Baole only has his master in his eyes now.

Gradually approaching, Wang Baole stopped a few feet in front of the smiling and kind Master, lifted up his clothes, knelt in front of the Master, and kowtowed to the Master with respect, gratitude, and peace.

All movements are meticulous, although slow, but very serious and serious.

Ming Kunzi's smile was as usual, but there was more emotion, more appreciation, and more... heartache in his eyes.

"I regret being a teacher. Maybe I shouldn't have introduced you to Mingmeng back then." Ming Kunzi sighed softly and looked at the disciple in front of him. He saw Wang Baole's suffering, saw his tiredness, saw his confusion, and also saw to his way.

"Master, I have no regrets." Wang Baole raised his head and smiled.

Ming Kunzi shook his head. There were more wrinkles on his face, an older aura on his body, and his eyes became softer and revealed more distress. He seemed to want to raise his hand to touch Wang Baole's head, but he did not raise it. Instead, he turned his gaze He moved away from Wang Baole and looked outside the Tomb of the Underworld Emperor, outside the River Styx, at the figure of... another of his disciples in the void.

When he looked at this figure, his eyes were no longer gentle, but filled with regret, complexity, sadness, and even more... helplessness. And that figure, in silence, bent down and bowed deeply to it.

In the end, Ming Kunzi looked away with a bit of sadness in his expression. After a while, he looked at Wang Baole again and murmured softly.

"Are you here to retrieve the remains of the Hades Emperor for your senior brother?"

"The remains of the Underworld Emperor are of great use to senior brother. Disciple... wants to help him get it." Wang Baole looked at his master and spoke softly.

Ming Kunzi smiled, took a deep look at Wang Baole, and nodded.

"Go get it."

"Thank you, Master!" Wang Baole stood up and bowed again. The trip went smoothly. He realized his Tao and was about to obtain the remains of the Hades Emperor for his senior brother. He even met the Master who he thought had fallen.

This made him feel more at peace in his heart, and even his original intention of not staying in the Ming Sect was wavering. Although the Tao was different, if the master and senior brother were both here, then... Wang Baole felt that he should stay.

With this thought, Wang Baole walked towards the coffin. At this moment, two quasi-mingzi, a man and a woman, not far away, were looking at him.

At this moment, Chen Qingzi's eyes were also staring at him in the nine ethereal voids above.

At this moment, even the monks of the Hades Sect who had been freed from the incident at the Hades Emperor's Tomb all noticed and looked at him!

Wang Baole, who was focused by all the eyes, did not notice that as he got closer at this moment, the master looked at him with a look full of memories, but also... farewell.

Because Ming Kunzi did not tell Wang Baole that before Wang Baole came, Chen Qingzi had already come and wanted to take away the remains of the Ming Emperor, but he did not agree and directly refused.

That's why... Wang Baole arrived. He didn't want to talk about this, and he didn't want to see conflicts between Wang Baole and Chen Qingzi. Both of them were his disciples. One stayed in reality, followed him since childhood, and finally betrayed. In pain, until he merged with the way of heaven, he went to another extreme.

One, he accepted himself under the door in a dream, and let him experience everything in the dream. Until today, he has found his own way, and his original intention remains unchanged.

"This... is fine." Ming Kunzi murmured in his heart and closed his eyes. He didn't want his youngest disciple to see him disappear.

However, Wang Baole's experience made his sensitivity of perception beyond Ming Kunzi's judgment. Almost at the moment when Wang Baole was walking towards the coffin and was about to approach, Wang Baole suddenly stopped in his steps, with a trace of doubt in his eyes. His intuition told him Myself, there is something... wrong with this matter!

But he didn't know what was wrong, so he turned back to look at his master.

At first glance, there seemed to be no difference, but after Wang Baole fell silent, a faint light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and the shadows of his previous life emerged one after another, and the aura from the scabbard of his natal sword came out, all of which converged into his eyes. Shining, but... everything is still business as usual.

"Aren't you going?" Sensing Wang Baole's gaze, Ming Kunzi opened his eyes and spoke gently and kindly.

Wang Baole's steps stopped. At this moment, he was less than half a foot away from the coffin, but his steps were hesitant due to intuition. Although everything he saw and checked was normal, he still looked at his master's face and asked.

"Master, are you... is there something that you haven't told your disciples? If I take the remains of the Underworld Emperor, will it have any impact on you...?"

Ming Kunzi smiled.

"You child, you are not a suspicious person in Mingmeng. Why are you like this now? Don't think too much about it. Your teacher is not the Emperor of Hades. If it has any influence, go and get it."

Wang Baole was silent for a while and then suddenly spoke.

"Master, you said before that my way is not complete yet. I don't know how to make it complete?"

"After taking it, my teacher will tell you, go ahead." Ming Kunzi smiled hoarsely and closed his eyes.

Wang Baole frowned, looked at his master, and then at the Underworld Emperor's coffin. After pausing for a few breaths, he suddenly raised his hand and waved it on the storage bag, and suddenly... a small bottle appeared in his hand!

It’s the wishing bottle!

"I make a wish, give me the eyes to see the truth right now!"

As soon as Wang Baole spoke, Ming Kunzi's eyes suddenly opened. At the same time, the gaze from above also became solemn for a moment, because... At this moment, the wishing bottle radiated heat, and after integrating into Wang Baole's body, it gathered his eyes, making his eyes At this moment, black lightning appeared.

The moment lightning appeared, everything in front of Wang Baole's eyes... changed!

Although it is still the tomb of the Underworld Emperor, it is still the coffin, and it is still the master, but... the master's figure is not solid, but illusory... It is a soul body!

Three strands of soul threads spread out from this soul body and were connected to the coffin. There... there were three soul lamps that Wang Baole could not see before!

The soul lamp is out and the restaurant can be opened!

The soul lamp is extinguished, and Ming Kun is dead!

(End of chapter)