A World Worth Protecting

  At the end of the handprint of the Styx River, at the top of the huge mountain peak standing at a distance of a million feet, there is a magnificent statue. This statue is a middle-aged man and cannot see his face.

  He lowered his head, as if looking into the abyss, with a strong breath of death, radiating from his body, as if he had become one of the sources of this Styx.

  Under the statue, outside the black temple, at this moment, Wang Baole opened the wooden door of the temple and walked in with determination.

  Regardless of the previous entry, regardless of whether there is a danger that is difficult to confront after stepping in, Wang Baole will walk in, and enter this place, he is not for himself, just for the brother.

  In order to ring the former friendship, in order to pay back what I owe.

  Danger and non-danger are no longer important. The important thing is that Wang Baole feels that he should walk in and do so.

  So his footsteps are very firm. At the moment of falling, he crossed the threshold and walked into the temple, and at the moment he entered...as if he had walked into another world.

There seems to be no difference between the inner door and the outer door, but only the life who really stepped here will know that the inside and the outside are different. The outside is at the bottom of the Styx River, where death is permeated, but inside the temple... There are other things, it is a world.

A very big, but very small world is said to be very big because it cannot see the edge at a glance, nor can the divine consciousness cover everything. The reason why it is said to be small is that in this majestic world, There is no other existence, only one body occupies a small half of the world, the woman in red, and the puppets neatly arranged in front of her.

  Most of these puppets are bleak, only three or five are emitting light at this moment.

  There is also, from this woman’s mouth, a ballad of nothingness spread.

   "One mouth, one eye, one soul, flesh and bone..."

  "The dazzling visions that I can see are the only ones with more dark woods..."

  "There are mouths, eyes and bodies, one soul, one flesh and one bone..."

   "Everything I hear is a bit of tears, but the tiger is missing..."

This song came suddenly, with a weird call, more like a kind of requiem. When it fell in Wang Baole's ears, his footsteps stopped and a touch of confusion appeared in his eyes, but soon the confusion was forced by him. Depressed, the ballad was even more shocking in my heart.

   is really the content of this ballad, some...think about it.

When he looked even more, he saw that in this world, the huge woman in red was singing songs while taking out the radiant ones among the large number of puppets in front of him, as if Make.

As for the materials... Wang Baole is familiar with it. It is the body of the monk of the Mingzong who entered this place before. Although not all the monks of the Mingzong are here, at least 70% of them exist, and each of these monks of the Mingzong seems to be asleep. Let the woman squeeze.

The appearance of this woman is also very frightening. She has no nose, only one eye on her face, and a big blood-colored mouth. In this whispering ballad, Wang Baole's eyes contracted and her body's cultivation was moving. He was in this woman. I felt a strong threat.

  This threat has nothing to do with heaven, but comes from the soul, as if his soul is shaking uncontrollably at this moment, reminding him in this way that this place... is extremely dangerous!

  Especially Wang Baole saw that the material of the puppet being made in the hands of the woman in red at this moment...is just a stellar Dzogchen monk who entered this place just before him.

At this moment, under Wang Baole's own eyes, the monk who radiated light was held in the hand by the woman in red and twisted very casually. He actually pulled the monk's head down, even more. When next, there were obviously some phantoms on this monk's body.

These phantoms include monks, mortals, beasts, and plants. If Wang Baole doesn’t have the experience of the Destiny Star, he would not be able to see through them, but at this moment, he was shocked, and he immediately realized that those emptiness Shadow, should be this monk's previous life.

  "What kind of existence is this? It can directly affect the origin of the soul. The head that is pulled down is not this life, but its true origin!"

  There is no blood, it is as if this monk has become a dead object pieced together in a certain strange technique, and its head is pressed by the woman in red on another puppet.

  At the same time, the monk’s body was quickly disassembled. His arms, his legs, and his body all seemed to have become parts and were installed on other puppets.

This scene caused Wang Baole’s eyes to shrink again, without waiting for him to act. Suddenly, the red-clothed woman’s ballad was stopped, with a smile on the corners of her mouth, and she raised her head, seemingly happy, with her single eye, looking towards Wang Baole.

"There are mouths, eyes, bodies, souls, flesh and bones." With a cheerful voice echoing, the woman in red raised her right hand and pointed towards Wang Baole. Wang Baole wanted to dodge, but when this finger fell, she would not give it at all. The slightest possibility for him to dodge, his mind roared, and in the next instant, he saw his body in horror, unexpectedly uncontrollable, slowly stiffening, and step by step, he walked towards the woman in red.

  Finally walked in front of him and stopped behind the many puppets. While motionless, his consciousness gradually fell asleep, and everything in front of him was slowly spent until it was completely blurred.

As time passed slowly, the red-clothed woman’s ballads became more cheerful, but instead of picking up Wang Baole who was turned into a puppet, she took a look at it from time to time. Whenever the puppet’s body emits light, it will be happily caught out. Disassemble the production and install the parts on other puppets.

  At this moment, Wang Baole disappeared with his consciousness, but when his eyes were bright again, he was no longer in the temple, but on a familiar battlefield.

  There is no vegetation around, and there are basins everywhere on the ground. When you look up, the sky is a starry sky, and not far from the starry sky is a blue star.

   is familiar.

   "Earth?" Wang Baole was taken aback, and someone pushed him by his side in the next moment. This person Wang Baole was also familiar with, he was actually...Jin Doming of the Federation!

   "How about, change it or not?" Jin Duoming blinked at Wang Baole.

   "What to change?" Wang Baole said blankly. Jin Duoming looked at Wang Baole in amazement, muttered a few words, ignored him, turned and walked away.

Looking at Jin Duoming who was going away, Wang Baole looked around. After a while, his mind gradually became clear. After recalling everything, he remembered that he was in the Misty Daoyuan before and was qualified for the moon trial. Build the foundation here.

   "Yes, build the foundation!" Wang Baole's mind was shocked, his eyes showed bright light, and he looked around quickly, and galloped toward the distance with the cultivation base of condensing Qi Dzogchen.

Along the way, he saw the strange and fierce beasts unique to the moon. Whether it was Yuexian or those fierce spirits that were suffocating at seeing people, Wang Baole had to be careful. At the same time, there were also familiar figures one after another, gradually Appeared in Wang Baole's eyes.

  This made Wang Baole completely immersed in this world, unaware of the problems here, and unaware of his state at the moment, which was very wrong.

At the same time, in Styx, under the statue, in the temple, in the world where the woman in red is located, the statue of Wang Baole, from the dimness of the original, suddenly emits light all over the body, as if it represents maturity, making the red dress The woman cheered, raised her hand and grabbed the puppet that Wang Baole had turned into. With joy, she pinched his head and pulled outward...

Under this drag, the shadows of Wang Baole's previous life were transformed into one after another. Whether it was a Protoss, a zombie, a deer, or a grieving soldier, they all seemed to be pulled off instantly, but at this moment, in the shadow of Wang Baole's previous life, The black planks were also taken out by the opponent's supernatural powers, making the red-dressed woman tugged... unexpectedly!

  The woman was taken aback.

At the same time, in the lunar world that Wang Baole was immersed in, he was carefully working hard to build the foundation. His body shook suddenly, and there was no violent shaking around him. It seemed that there was a strong force pulling it. This pulling was not from the earth, but from The starry sky came from all directions, from all areas, and finally converged on his neck.

  But during the pulling, it seemed that the other party had used his full strength without breaking his neck. Gradually, the world calmed down, but Wang Baole showed a little struggle in his eyes. He shook his head and touched his neck with suspiciousness in his eyes.

   "Who is pulling my neck?"

  The next moment, the world shakes again, with greater intensity and stronger pulling! -

   is writing, the second chapter later