A World Worth Protecting

Although the sky was dark and cloudy, the rain did not get bigger and bigger. It always kept the appearance of pattering, as if on that cloud layer, there was a fairy who was slowly squeezing without too much force.

Therefore, from a distance, although the rain curtain is a bead curtain, it does not have any good intentions, making the entire city in a hazy, like a mirage, revealing reality in the illusion.

The sky is getting late, perhaps because the setting sun is covered by clouds, only a small amount of afterglow falls through the gaps in the clouds, making this dusk, only in the area where the beam falls, as usual, other directions, it seems to be covered Accelerated the speed of passing, causing the night to come swiftly.

The pedestrians on the street are still the same, the hustle and bustle is as usual, the vendors and the urchins are not much different from what Wang Baole opened his eyes before, and the drunk in the alley turned over, snoring, and continued his dreams. .

"Interesting." In the palace, Wang Baole walked forward slowly, his expression as usual, except for a flash of thinking in his eyes.

"This dream seems to contain some deep meaning." Wang Baole paused, and looked back at the temple where the Great Emperor Xuanchen was. With his current cultivation level, he naturally saw something wrong with the Great Emperor Xuanchen.

The other party does not seem to have much agility, it is like a fixed set of templates, carrying out pre-designed words and behaviors, just like the sentient beings outside the palace. At first glance, they are lifelike, but if you observe carefully, they are all like The same is true of Emperor Xuan Chen.

"Only Xiao Wu..." Wang Baole stepped out in deep thought, and disappeared in the next instant. When he appeared, he was already in a side hall of the palace. He saw Xiao Wu hurriedly returning with aggrieved and angry.

Almost at the same time when Wang Baole saw Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu also saw Wang Baole there. After a pause, he suddenly spoke.

"You shouldn't come."

As soon as these words came out, the agile meaning on his body seemed to have escaped, disappeared without a shadow, and his whole person became like the Great Emperor Xuanchen, and the emotions in his eyes disappeared and turned into peace.

Wang Baole's eyes narrowed instantly, ignoring Xiao Wu. Instead, he shook his head and grabbed Xiao Wu's head. He could feel that at that moment, the agility in the opponent seemed to turn into a ray of consciousness. Leave.

But this clever consciousness was confusing, and Wang Baole's grasp of this consciousness seemed to be caught, but it disappeared completely in the next instant, which made Wang Baole's brows raised.

"In the pale picture, is the only color?"

"Whoever has this ray of consciousness is agile, just like a real person, and the owner of this dream is the original owner of this ray of consciousness!"

At that moment, Wang Baole walked toward the sky with his body. Within a few steps, he stepped out of the palace and appeared in the midair of the city. He looked down at the city, looking for the trace of agile consciousness. Almost instantly, he found it. Where he was, his eyes flashed, staring at the drunk who was snoring and sleeping in an alley.

But at the moment when Wang Baole was about to pass, all sentient beings in this city, no matter what they were doing at this moment, all raised their heads. No matter pedestrians, vendors, urchins, singers, they are all raising their heads at this moment, looking into the sky. Wang Baole in China.

"You shouldn't come."

"You shouldn't come."

"You shouldn't come."

The same words came out from every person in this city who looked up at Wang Baole in an instant. When they gathered together, it was like the roar of the whole city, and the air wave shook the sky, like a storm spreading, roaring the sky and the earth.

A powerful obstacle was formed, which seemed to block Wang Baole’s spiritual thoughts. At the same time, there was an astonishing repulsion, which also broke out. This repulsion, the sentient beings from this place, their will seems to be in this unified gathering, replacing it. The way of heaven has replaced the rules.

Therefore, their unwelcome caused the world to reject Wang Baole.

Wang Baole frowned and raised his right hand slowly, just about to suppress it, but at this moment, coughs came from the mouth of the drunk man in that alley.

With coughing, the world immediately recovered. Everyone seemed to forget the previous shouts, and they all went as usual. At the same time, the drunk’s hungry eyelids opened slowly, and his eyes opened. moment…

The rain falling in the city is still instantaneous, as is the case with all living beings. The pedestrians who have just recovered, are on the road, motionless, and the hawkers who pick up the goods for the guests also keep raising their hands. The playful urchins, the same is true. Still in the act of running.

A deep light flashed in Wang Baole's eyes. During his steps, he walked down from the sky and came to the alley. He stood in front of the drunk man who was sitting up from lying down and leaning against the wall.

The drunk man has messy hair, sleepy eyes, and is full of alcohol, but he can vaguely tell from his appearance that he is exactly the same as Emperor Xuanchen.

Seeing this, Wang Baole is clear in his eyes and has the answer in his heart. The person in front of him is the real Emperor Xuanchen. This is his dream. As for the one in the palace, he is just the person in his dream. illusory.

At this moment, the drunk man leaned against the wall and tilted his head, picked up the jug beside him, took a sip of the little wine in it, and spit out a long breath before he looked at Wang Baole.

"You have nothing to do to disturb people's dreams. If you don't look at you, you have the breath of my crippled calf, I will just drive you out."

"Senior, I have to interrupt." Wang Baole said with a calm mind, clasped his fists.

"Come here in your dream, looking for the dream master, do you want to step into Yuanyu Daokong by dream?" The drunk man held the hip flask, shook it, and threw it aside.

"I also hope that the seniors will achieve it." Wang Baole is not surprised that the person in front of him knows this. For a powerful person like the Great Emperor Xuanchen, many things can be seen at a glance.

"It's getting dark soon." The drunkard suddenly spoke, saying this unrelated and unrelated word, and then closed his eyes.

"Huh?" Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and was about to speak, but his expression moved in the next instant, and his spiritual thought swept across the city. At this moment, the clouds in the sky have covered the last ray of sunlight, and the earth has become dim. At the same time, the original The beings who were still still all recovered at this moment.

But...their expressions are completely different from those in the daytime. The couple cuddling together and walking forward under an oil-paper umbrella suddenly quarreled. They looked hateful and uttered evil words.

The children who were playing also instantly looked ugly, fighting together.

And the merchant who was doing business suddenly took out a knife from his arms, threw it at the customer viciously, and stabbed it.

Even the singer who was still singing and dancing is like this, like a ghost, the whole city, everyone, everything is like this, this peaceful city in the day, at the moment, in the night, like a ghost domain.

The roar, the scream, the curse, the madness, all burst out at this moment.

During the day, as good.

The night is terrible.

This scene caused waves in Wang Baole's heart. He did not understand what kind of mentality it was to form such a reversal of good and evil in a dream.

"In this dream, everyone has good thoughts and bad thoughts." The drunk closed his eyes, as if talking in a dream, he took out a hip flask from nowhere.

"You want to leave here through me and step into Yuanyu Dakong, then you have to come back to me with a question, guess..."

"Am I good or evil?"

"You guessed it right, I would like to wake up and let you enter Yuanyu Daokong. You guessed it wrong, I hope you leave, you...should not come."

Wang Baole looked at the drunkard, was silent for a long time, and looked up at the palace.

"Seeing good is good, seeing evil is evil, it's between your thoughts."

As soon as the words came out, the drunk held the hip flask to raise it, and he paused, and the whole person was silent there. After a while, his closed eyes slowly opened, and bloodshot was filled in them. With an unspeakable complexity, he looked at Wang Baole again.

"Sure enough..." the drunk man murmured, smiled bitterly, and raised his right hand with a sharp wave. The world where the city was located was instantly blurred, as if bubbles were broken, starting from the edge and gradually disappearing.

Wang Baole frowned, and the words of the Great Emperor Xuanchen made him feel a little strange.

"What do you mean by this predecessor?"

The drunkard didn't answer, but laughed, and smiled. The world became more and more blurred, and even the alley they were in began to dissipate.

Only his laughter echoed with complexity and bitterness.

"Originally, the blue lantern did not return to the guest, but because of the dirty wine, Sansheng was fortunate to meet you. You are a gift and a robbery..."

"Senior?" Wang Baole's heart was shocked. These words made the strange feeling in his heart more intense.

"I'll ask you one more question." The entire city, together with this alley, dissipated at this moment, and the drunk himself was the same, and when he was about to dissipate completely, the drunk looked at Wang Baole and suddenly spoke.

"What about you? Is it good, is it evil, or... still in one thought?"