A World Worth Protecting

These four words carry tremolos, emotions that cannot be described in words, and also carry Wang Baole's infinite gratitude.

Wang Baole's life has many people who can have an impact on him, but among these people, the one who has the most impact on him...Senior brother must be one of them.

From the initial encounter to the mid-term experience, coupled with the later contradictions and the final relief, all of this has already sublimated the brotherhood between the two, settled in the years and permeated the memory. .

They are both brothers and daoists.

Fellow friends.

Therefore, after hearing the words of the king's father, the shock to Wang Baole was extremely strong. The meaning of losing and regaining was like a storm, which made him lose his past and future, and his personality became silent. Deep in his heart, a new wave emerged.

Like a calm lake, there are ripples, like a frozen mountain, there is melting.

This wave and melting, after the royal father received Wang Baole's bow, waved a strand of soul-containing beads, fluttered out, went straight to Wang Baole, and finally floated in front of him, to the extreme.

In this extreme, Wang Baole looked at the bead, this look seemed to travel through the years.

This is a colorful bead that seems to have seven colors of tobacco in it. Although there are many colors, it can't cover the soul of Chen Qingzi sitting cross-legged in this curling smoke.

He closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep. The colorful plumes of smoke outside of his soul seemed to nourish his soul. Every time he shuttled through his soul, it would make his soul grow visible to the naked eye.

Wang Baole has seen such a bead. Wang Yiyi’s soul body was in a similar bead before. It is conceivable that this thing must be a treasure, and only this kind of treasure can have the power to protect against the sky. The dissipated soul is contained, and nourishment makes it more agile.

As for the colorful smoke strands inside, with Wang Baole's current cultivation base, he can already see that every strand contains rules and laws, and every strand... contains endless vitality.

To be precise, this is... the seven ways.

Seven Taos taken from the universe specifically to repair Chen Qingzi's soul.

Such a handwriting is already shocking, and it can be seen to pay attention.

After staring for a long time, Wang Baole stretched out his hand, gently brought the beads that contained the soul of Chenqingzi into his palm, and melted it into his world. When he looked up, Wang Baole looked at his father, clasped his fists and bowed deeply.

"The stele world is not complete. If you want it to be complete, it takes a long time to baptize. Therefore... your brother's soul, if reincarnated in the stele world, has a limited future, and he...has the resources of the Tao, and the future is unlimited. "Father Wang glanced at Wang Baole and spoke slowly.

"He needs a more complete world with more comprehensive Tao, such as... my hometown." At this point, the royal father turned and walked towards the lone boat. The old apes and foxes on the side, as well as the ancestors of Yuexing, all immediately Following, only Wang Yiyi stood there, looking at Wang Baole, as if he wanted to say something.

"Yiyi."

Before she could speak, the Prince's voice came.

Wang Yiyi was silent, bowed her head and walked towards the lone boat. After stepping on the lone boat, she seemed to muster her courage and suddenly turned her head to look at Wang Baole.

"Little fat guy, are you coming or not!"

This name made Wang Baole a little dazed. He hadn't heard the young lady calling him for a long time. At this moment, there was a few breaths of silence, and Wang Baole laughed.

"Is there enough space on the boat?"

Having said that, but the footsteps have already taken, towards the lone boat, jumped up.

As the starry sky ripples like ripples, the lone boat moved slightly towards the distant starry sky, seemingly slow, but as it moved forward, there was nothing distorted around it, and scenes of illusory pictures shone. From those pictures, I can see stars, stars and universes everywhere.

"Is this the big universe..." Wang Baole was sitting on the lone boat, looking sideways out of the boat, with a strange light in his eyes. He knew that the boat was not slow, because when the speed reached beyond imagination In terms of degree, fast and slow can no longer be distinguished.

What can be determined is no longer oneself, but... a reference.

As if feeling Wang Baole's thoughts, the royal father sitting on the bow did not look back, but spoke lightly.

"You only understand part of it, you can feel it again, what is moving... on earth."

Wang Yiyi blinked, suppressing the complex emotions in his heart, his eyes showed contemplation, and he scanned the starry sky outside the ship. Wang Baole was startled. He looked out of the ship first, but soon he took his gaze back and looked at where he was. Zhou Chuan gradually revealed a touch of shock in his eyes.

He found that the boat he was on had not moved at all from beginning to end.

"It's...not the boat that moves, but...this universe!!" Wang Baole suddenly raised his head and looked at Wang Yiyi's father's back, shaking his heart.

He couldn't imagine what kind of realm he possessed before he could... let the universe move in front of him, so that his speed could reach the indescribable extreme.

"The speed of a monk has a limit, so many times, when you realize that you can actually jump out and look at the problem from another level, you will find...practice is actually very simple." Wang Yiyi and Wang Baole's ears.

The former was confused and didn't seem to understand too much, but the latter...there was a strong light in his eyes, and there seemed to be a door that suddenly opened in his mind.

With the opening, Wang Baole's mind was shaking, and the five elements shone on him. Although the past and the future are hollow, they also turn into black and white light at this moment, covering the left and right.

The five elements are not important.

The past and the future are not important.

Yin Ming and Yang Sheng are equally unimportant.

These are all narrow-minded, the real practice is...

"Everything is for my use!" Wang Baole suddenly raised his head and said in a low voice.

"Becoming the source is the basis of stepping on the sky. When you realize what you said, until you achieve this, you have reached the fifth step of practice." The king's father turned his head and glanced at Wang Yiyi, who was still confused. , Sighed from the bottom of my heart, then looked at Wang Baole, showing appreciation.

"So what about the sixth step?" Wang Baole asked immediately.

"The sixth step?" The king's eyes were deep and he looked at nothingness in the distance.

"Everyone who has reached the fifth step, their sixth step is different. Some use the creation of the universe, starting from the dimension to set their own six or seven or nine steps, which is fancy, I don't like it."

"Some are transformed into the world, with guardianship as the heart. Although everyone is present, but he disappears, but as long as his story is circulated, he will always exist, live in the past, and practice endlessly."

"Some take extinction as the source. Once everything is immortal, the way will be incomplete, but the more incomplete, the more reincarnation they have to rebirth, and in the endless pursuit, they will naturally go farther and farther."

"Others, using cause and effect into the myth, contrary to the past, living in the future, without beginning and end."

"What about the emperor?" Wang Baole thought for a while and asked.

"Emperor?" The king's father smiled.

"If we can compare the ultimate universe formed by accommodating countless universes to a table, some people study how to create this table, some people occupy the past of this table, and some want to destroy it. There is the future that occupies this table."

"The emperor, he wants to become this table, and the solidification makes it impossible for researchers to study, extinctions cannot be extinct, and those who occupy the past and the future are also driven by him. At the same time... he also wants to swallow these people and become himself a part of."

Wang Baole's eyes shrank, and after a moment of silence, he couldn't help asking the last sentence.

"Then senior... how about you?"