Listening to the young lady's soft voice, Wang Baole smiled, remembering the times when he liked to tease each other, and also recalled many past events when he was still in the Federation.
Such as the way he was eating chicken legs on the airship to Piao Miao Taoist Temple, such as the years when he became the headmaster in the Taoist Temple and the habitual kicking in the crotch.
There are also ideals.
Whether he was losing weight or feeling proud, he still remembered what he had been looking forward to as a child... to become the President of the Federation.
The image of him working hard for this dream still exists deep in his memory, as well as the autobiography of a high-ranking official that he read well, The Success of Dean Mars.
The past is in a hurry, life is like a dream... Inadvertent memories always make people sigh and sigh, just like a leaf, its color gradually changes after spring, summer, autumn and winter.
"It turns out that my appearance has changed accidentally..." Wang Baole murmured in his heart.
"Growing up." Wang Baole sighed softly.
Unknowingly, he entered the world of cultivation. Although it was less than two hundred years ago, it was not too far away. The specific time was a little blurry to him.
This is not due to the passage of time. In fact, speaking purely from the perspective of cultivation, it is a miracle to be able to reach his level of cultivation in less than two hundred years.
But when it comes to him, it seems somewhat reasonable. After all, as the truth continues to be revealed, Wang Baole himself has also understood that he and the life in this universe are essentially different.
The key point that made his memory blurred and the reason that made his personality change was that he had experienced too much in these limited years, especially the Destiny Star and his party, which had an earth-shaking impact on his life.
So many times, Wang Baole feels that he is old. It is not his body or soul that is old, but his heart.
It seems that many things, although no longer doubtful, have been taken lightly, but precisely because they have faded, it is difficult to have the same passion as when I was a teenager.
"The price of not being confused." Wang Baole looked at the starry sky in the distance, smiled dumbly, and suddenly took out the wishing bottle from the storage bag with a childish look.
"Senior, I make a wish... to let my mentality return to the time when I was young and energetic."
The wishing bottle was silent, and it took the initiative to break free from Wang Baole's hand with a whoosh, as if with some disgust, and returned to the storage bag.
Seeing this, Wang Baole gave a rare laugh.
Even if the color of the leaves changes, he is still him, and the boy from before still exists in his heart.
"This... is fine." Wang Baole raised his right hand and waved it lightly. Ripples were set off around him. The ripples spread... until they covered all directions where he was, and the water surface... resurfaced under him again, and as the waves spread... Wang Baole himself fell in like a drop of water, and the nine rings of ripples on the water surface spread out layer by layer.
Nine hundred years ago, he was not born yet, but that doesn't matter. He created the Water Moon Technique by himself. It can be said that looking at the entire Weiyang Dao Domain, there may be few people who are more suitable to perform this technique than him.
Because, his body has witnessed the entire process from the transformation of this universe into a stone tablet until now. From the beginning to the end, he...has always been there.
So as he raised his right hand and pointed toward the water, the world he was in seemed to have been changed. In an instant, he... returned to the place he was here nine hundred years ago.
It was empty.
With another finger, nine rings rippled on the water... In this way, Wang Baole cast the spell with a calm expression, and the world he was in changed again and again, causing him to walk in the long river of history, until after an unknown number of times, he saw the universe in this life. First born, and then... arrived in the universe of the gods.
Soon, we arrived in the world of zombies again, then the world where the endless magic blades were, and then the chaos of resentful cultivators... Wang Baole watched all of this calmly. The young lady didn't know when she was sitting next to him. Talk and gaze at the changing starry sky together.
Until an unknown amount of time passed, the scene in the water... stopped. A small white deer appeared in it, with a little girl sitting on its back. In front of it... was a tall and straight figure with white hair that could not hide the vicissitudes of life.
The moment he saw this figure, the young lady next to Wang Baole trembled, while the back figure walking in the starry sky paused in his steps.
Almost at the same time as he paused, Wang Baole raised his right hand and pointed at the picture. Then the world where he was changed again. Everything disappeared and was replaced by the picture. In front of him, there was the vicissitudes of life but the upright back, the little white deer closed. When the eyes are closed, it seems to be in a deep sleep, like a little girl dozing off. It seems that there is a force of law that prevents us from seeing each other in the past and present lives.
"Dad..." The young lady trembled, looking at the back, and murmured softly.
"Senior." Wang Baole lowered his head, cupped his fists and bowed.
The white-haired figure slowly turned around, revealing a middle-aged face, handsome but elegant at the same time, with gentle eyes, like that of an elder.
It was the Outland Supreme who finally appeared in front of Wang Baole in the storyteller's life. Wang Baole knew that his surname was Wang, but he did not ask for his name.
This is not important, what is important is that they meet again in the long river of time.
"Growing up." The white-haired middle-aged man looked at Wang Baole and Wang Yiyi with a pleased smile on his face and spoke softly.
"Dad!" The little sister couldn't help it any longer, and with tears streaming down her face, she ran over quickly and threw herself into her father's arms. She shed more tears like a child.
Wang Baole did not interrupt. He took a few steps back and looked at the sleeping little white deer with his eyes closed, giving the little sister space for father and daughter to talk to each other. At the same time, he was also observing the deer in his previous life.
Although he was immersed in his past life on the Destiny Star and lived through the life of this little white deer, this was the first time he saw his past life from this angle and this way.
"She looks very happy." Wang Baole smiled. He could feel and see that the little white deer was happy from the bottom of his heart. It seemed that being able to accompany Wang Yiyi was the most satisfying thing for it.
As time passed, Wang Baole did not listen to the conversation between Wang Yiyi and his daughter. He believed that if the supreme being did not want to, he would not be able to hear it based on his own cultivation, so he simply sealed his surroundings first.
It wasn't until an unknown amount of time passed that Wang Baole heard a call.
"Little friend."
The voice was gentle and full of kindness. Wang Baole turned around and looked at Wang Yiyi's father with a respectful look on his face, and bowed again.
"Father-in-law, just call me Baole." Wang Baole blinked. He had analyzed it in his heart before. When his father-in-law shouted, there was a chance that he would be photographed directly back to reality. But if he didn't shout, he felt that I'm afraid I won't have this opportunity.
So, let’s try shouting at this moment...
Maybe, the other party will acquiesce, right... After all, I am so good.
Baole is not afraid.
That's right.
Wang Baole lowered his head and was comforting himself in his heart when he heard the obviously changed voice of Wang Yiyi's father.
"Can you say that again."
Wang Baole blinked...
(End of chapter)