Hearing Wang Baole's address to him, the smile on Ming Kunzi's kind face became gentler, and his eyes were full of relief. The vicissitudes of his voice revealed an erratic meaning, as if it came from a long time ago. , echoed in Wanfa Pavilion and in Wang Baole's mind.
"you understood?"
After hearing these words, Wang Baole's breathing suddenly became rapid. Although he had realized that everything in front of him might be a dream, and perhaps the memory of the Federation was the real him, after hearing Ming Kunzi's words, the thought came to his mind. Ripples.
"Understood..." Wang Baole murmured, looking at the surrounding buildings. These buildings, like Ming Kunzi, were slowly blurring at this moment, allowing his eyes to penetrate through and see the mountain palaces outside. Seeing the white clouds in the sky, I saw familiar figures of Ming Sect disciples leaping in mid-air, coming and going.
In his ears, he could still hear the ringing of the bells of the Underworld Sect, and it seemed that the picture of himself painting a corpse and various familiar scenes appeared in front of him.
After a long while, Wang Baole spoke softly.
"Master, is this a dream..."
Ming Kunzi did not give Wang Baole an answer, but his smile became softer and his body became more blurry. As he raised his right hand and waved, three groups of black light flew out from his blurred cuff and floated in the air. In front of Wang Baole.
Each of these three groups of black light is only as big as a fist, but it emits astonishing aura and fluctuations, spreading in all directions, with some kind of law power in the vastness.
Take a closer look, and you will see that inside these three groups of black lights are... a lone boat, a black robe, and a lamp oar!
"Only when I, a disciple of the Ming Sect, reach the Spiritual Fairy Realm and become a Ming Zi, can I be given these three kinds of Ming tools for grazing the starry sky... Now, with the passage of time, the way of heaven has fallen, and there are no longer those rules and regulations."
Ming Kunzi spoke softly, his voice becoming more and more ethereal with the vicissitudes of time. With a flick of his sleeve, these three groups of black light immediately merged into Wang Baole's body, entered his Ming Dan, and turned into three Ming patterns!
"The three souls that you saved that day have been integrated into the underworld weapon by me, and they have become the spirit of the weapon... Although all of this only happened in Mingmeng, it was created by me alone for you... Mingmeng! "
"So, after you wake up, you only need to spread the power of the Ming Dan to imprint everything in this dream into the memories of those three souls, so that their original memories will be replaced, and they will truly belong to you from now on!"
Hearing this, Wang Baole's body shook, and he felt parting. The memory of the Ming Sect came to his eyes, and a feeling of reluctance emerged in his heart.
"Master, are you... in the underworld weapon of Mars? Is it you who summoned me?" Wang Baole was silent for a while and then spoke softly.
Feeling Wang Baole's reluctance, Ming Kunzi raised his vague hand and touched Wang Baole's head. His smile became more kind, and after a while he sighed softly.
"It's me and it's not me."
"Baole, the Ming Sect has died, and even I have only residual thoughts left. I am still breathing in the hometown of the Ming Sect... When you cultivated the first ray of the Nether Fire, I sensed that you woke up and paid attention to it until this time. The way of Ming Meng, teach you the methods of Ming Meng... I don’t know if it is right or wrong to teach you to worship the Ming Sect.”
"But remember... there is no real right or wrong in this world. Although the Ming Sect has disappeared, there is no hatred between good and evil, only the struggle between the great ways!"
"The reason why I, the Ming Sect, am willing to become the messenger of heaven is because this is the way of the Ming Sect!"
"So the fall of the Heavenly Dao caused the collapse of the Ming Sect, so the Ming Sect dissipated... And you, as perhaps the only surviving Ming child in this generation, it is enough for you to pursue your original intention!"
His words also made it very clear that although Wang Baole worshiped the Ming Sect, he only learned the Dharma and was not forced to follow the ways of the Ming Sect. Just like after his previous battle with the emperor of the Weiyang clan, he told Wang Baole In his words, he only mentioned the past and present, not the future!
When Ming Kunzi said this, he seemed to be very emotional, and his eyes were even more reminiscing, as if he was thinking of the past and murmuring.
"When I was a teacher, I also had an amazingly talented disciple. Unfortunately, even my teacher only figured out how to pursue his original intention after the Ming Sect dissipated. Otherwise, if I could have enlightened him like this back then..." Ming Kunzi He shook his head, sighed softly, and his body became more and more blurry. He was about to end this dream with a wave of his hand, but at this moment, Wang Baole, who heard Ming Kunzi's words, was stunned and spoke softly.
"Master, are you talking about Senior Brother Chen Qing?"
This was originally a very common sentence. Through Ming Kunzi's words, Wang Baole naturally guessed who the disciple the master mentioned was, but he never expected that the moment he said this sentence, Ming Kunzi The child suddenly raised his head, with an astonishing look in his eyes, and even his breathing became rapid. Even this dreamy world was trembling, as if it was about to collapse! !
Obviously, all this was because Wang Baole's words had caused an unprecedented shock to Ming Kunzi! !
"Baole, how do you... know about Chen Qing!! Did someone else tell you, or... did you see him?" Ming Kunzi looked at Wang Baole and spoke slowly, his voice extremely low.
This made Wang Baole feel shocked and even more confused.
"I have seen it, Master, haven't you also seen it..." When Wang Baole said this, his eyes suddenly widened, and a guess that he found incredible arose in his heart.
"Did you see it..." Ming Kunzi murmured, raising his head and looking to the left and right.
"It's interesting, but Baole, this dream was created by Master alone for you. There is reality and there is illusion. And whether it is reality or illusion, there should be no Chen Qing in it!"
Ming Kunzi's words made Wang Baole's breath suffocate. This was exactly what he had just guessed. Now that it was confirmed by his master, his mind was shaken even more intensely.
"There is no such person... Then why can I see it... Senior brother Chen Qing also taught me how to draw corpse faces and told me his secret..." As Wang Baole murmured, Ming Kunzi suddenly smiled.
"Baole, you, senior brother, are amazing. I cast Ming Meng for you, and he... was casting it for me!" Ming Kunzi didn't know what he thought of, and laughed up to the sky. There was reminiscence in this laughter, It got even more complicated. Finally, he raised his right hand and slapped Wang Baole on the forehead.
"Baole, your fate is over. In the future, you can just pursue your true heart. Now... it's time to wake up!"
Wang Baole's body was shaking wildly, and he felt that the world, everything, was reversed at this moment, and became blurry. At the same time, there were bursts of cracking sounds of broken mirrors in his ears, until his consciousness seemed to have left his body and continued to look towards the starry sky. Flying away from the ground, and during the process of his consciousness flying out, time seemed to change the speed of passage in front of him, and it became extremely fast, as if endless years were compressed into a single moment!
He saw the star field where the Ming Sect was located, and an unknown number of years later, a shocking battle took place. He saw the emperor of the Weiyang tribe, saw countless strong men, and started a star war.
This battle just flashed by in front of his eyes, and then the entire Hades Sect... turned into dust.
Until the sound of the mirror shattering in his ears was so intense that Wang Baole's consciousness went dark. The next moment... In the solar system, beneath the surface of Mars, in the underground world of the underworld, in the pitch-black void, on a solitary black boat. Sitting cross-legged and meditating, Wang Baole, who was sleeping, suddenly felt a jolt in his body and opened his eyes!
The moment he opened his eyes, the underworld fire in his body immediately emitted an icy cold sound and buzzed, as if everything in the underworld dream was brought back to his body! It actually changed instantly, adding dozens of layers at once. In an instant, it condensed together to form a Hades Pill, and then, Wang Baole's cultivation aura suddenly exploded!
At the same time, outside the solar system, deep in the endless starry sky, there is an area that is listed as one of the ten restricted areas in the Weiyang Universe! This place is filled with space cracks, filled with countless skeletons and starry sky-destroying storms. The living enter and narrowly escape death!
At this moment, in this area, among the many corpses, there is a broken stone tablet floating slowly.
Beside this broken stone tablet, there was a middle-aged man standing with his hands behind his back, watching silently. This man was wearing an ancient black robe, and his cultivation level could not be seen, but even if the terrifying space crack touched him, They all collapsed on their own, so it can be seen that this person's cultivation has reached an unpredictable state!
The stone tablet in front of him exudes the meaning of vicissitudes of life, as if it has existed for too long. It seems that a large number of names have been engraved on it, but now, those names have faded, only one name shines with a strange light. .
This name is exactly... Chen Qing!
If Wang Baole were here, then he would definitely be able to recognize that this stone tablet is the Mingzi tablet of the Ming Sect, and that middle-aged man is almost identical to his senior brother Chen Qing in Ming Meng, except for some changes in age! !
This person is none other than Chen Qing! !
Looking at the stone tablet, Chen Qing stared at his name for a long time, then suddenly raised his right hand and carved three words next to his name on the stone tablet with his fingers.
It's... Wang Baole!
But as soon as the name appeared, after flashing for a few times, it immediately dimmed, as if the stone tablet refused to acknowledge it. But just when Wang Baole's name was about to disappear, Chen Qing spoke lightly.
"Back then, you didn't recognize my name, so I destroyed half of your monument. Now, you can remove my junior brother's name. Try it and see what the result will be!"
As Chen Qing spoke, the stone tablet immediately shook. After a long while, he seemed to humiliate himself and chose to compromise. Wang Baole's name no longer dimmed, but began to shine brightly!
(End of chapter)