Chapter 1319

At the same time, Wang Baole, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the second world mountain, seemed to notice something, looked up at the sky, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

At that moment just now, he had a faint feeling of being swept away by divine thoughts, but this divine thought lacked agility and looked very mechanical, as if it was only aimed at the detection of external rules.

As for Wang Baole, now the law of joy permeates his entire body, both internally and externally. Several months have already caused him to completely hide the external rules within his body.

This point has a lot to do with the fifth step of his cultivation. Because everything can be used, he can also achieve the ultimate in subtle manipulation, so he can hide it perfectly.

If the fourth step is changed, because it is only the source of one, it is too deeply involved, and it cannot be completely concealed like Wang Baole.

"The water in this Yuanyu Dao space is very deep..." Wang Baole withdrew his gaze from looking at the sky, closed his eyes, and continued to meditate, causing the seeds of the Dao of Joy in his body to emit countless tentacles and grow stronger in his body.

Time passed slowly like this, and three months passed quickly. Wang Baole's rules of happiness have reached a more perfect level at this moment. Most are good, which has something to do with the origin of this rule.

This kind of goodwill has also won Wang Baole's approval.

But... Obviously, in this Yuanyu Daokong, the quality of kindness is not the main theme, just like the torches that appear in the dark night, if the darkness cannot be suppressed, then the final outcome can only be treated as a different kind, so extinguished in the dark.

This branch village of Xizhimai was like this. One night a few days later, Wang Baole, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the mountains in the distance.

There seemed to be nothing abnormal in the eyes there, but with the help of the faint moonlight, they could see the black shadows formed by the vegetation, but...it was too quiet.

Perhaps it was this quietness that made a strange opera sound faintly radiate from Wang Baole's ears.

"I can't be reborn..."

"The back is always there..."

It was a woman's voice, full of resentment, weirdness, and depression, as if it contained a stern unwillingness and roar, but it could not be released.

When it was passed into Wang Baole's ears, Wang Baole's whole body was shocked, as if his heart was held by a pair of invisible hands at this moment, and was slowly squeezing, as if to crush it, tear the blood vessels connected to it, Pulled out from the body in general.

Even at this moment, before Wang Baole's eyes, the pitch-black mountain range in the distance became translucent at this moment. The originally weak moonlight seemed to be able to penetrate through this translucence, making the world seem clearer than before. a lot of.

And with the help of this clarity, I can see... a woman wearing a long dress in green clothes and a black hair shawl, with her head lowered, is walking from the mountains. Her figure is so tall that it is even with the mountains. There were drops of blood slowly falling on her face covered by black hair.

Around her, there were hundreds of vague figures floating, these figures sometimes turned into rhythms, and sometimes returned to human form, and together with this woman, they were slowly walking towards the village under the mountain where Wang Baole was.

The singing voice became clearer.

"It hurts the lovesickness and makes the dust..."

"Who is waiting for someone to come back..."

Wherever it passed, the surrounding translucent mountains were stained red by the dripping blood, and all the vegetation was withering. The venom of that voice became more intense, and the suppressed mournful thought seemed to be reaching its extreme at this moment, and it was about to burst out.

Wang Baole's mind roared again, and the joy in his body dissipated instantly. He squinted his eyes and stared at the woman in Tsing Yi walking from a distance. Based on his understanding of this world, he already knew the origin of the other party without guessing.

It was the monk from Listening Desire City, but obviously what appeared this time was not at the same level as what he encountered in the red mist. The latter was just a short note, not a complete piece of music.

But now, not only the music is more complete, but also the lyrics.

It can even affect his mind, so it can be seen that the identity of this woman in Tsing Yi must be a powerful person in the City of Listening Desire.

"Are you looking for me? Or is it the branch of joy at the foot of Mieshan?" When Wang Baole's eyes flickered coldly, the monks of the branch of joy in the depression under the mountain where he was located also woke up one after another, and there were bursts of joy, accompanied by The meaning of joy immediately permeated all directions, like a fire that was suppressed in the darkness but unwilling to be extinguished, and was reluctantly holding on.

It is also during the spread of joy that some kind of teleportation method is formed, which is being continuously opened, and a soft light curtain can be seen rising from the edge of the depression, as if it is about to turn into a cover.

As an orthodox branch of the branch of joy, even if it is weak now, because of being hunted down all year round, there are naturally some ways to save life, and this relies on the transmission of joy, which is one of them.

When the light curtains are connected together to form a complete cover, it is the moment when the transmission begins.

It's just obvious that the singer who came to listen to the desire city this time is too powerful. The strangeness and hatred in the singing directly affect the minds and minds of everyone in the village, making every monk who is in the branch of joy feel as if his heart has been caught. While pale, vitality is also rapidly passing away, as if about to wither.

This caused their law of joy to be impacted and affected. The opening of the method of teleportation could not be completed in an instant, and it was distorted in the fluctuation of the singing, and the rising light curtains showed signs of collapse. .

Wang Baole sighed softly. After living here for half a year, since he recognized the village, it didn't make sense for him to stand idly by regardless of whether the other party came looking for him or the target was this village.

So at the moment when the teleportation light curtain in that village was distorted, Wang Baole looked at the woman in Tsing Yi who was slowly walking in the distance, with a smile on his face, almost at the moment when his smile appeared, the law of joy exploded on him, forming a wave The invisible fluctuations of emotions suddenly spread out to the surroundings.

Wherever they passed, those withered vegetation seemed to reappear with vitality, and the blood-stained mountains also appeared their true colors as if they had been washed, and even this translucent world was forced to reset.

And the woman in Tsing Yi, who was walking from a distance, stopped her footsteps suddenly, and immediately there were seven or eight of the singer monks floating around her, smiling uncontrollably. The moment a smile appeared, then... body and spirit disappeared.

Taking advantage of this momentary opportunity, the light curtains in the village at the foot of the mountain were instantly connected, and the teleportation formation suddenly opened, and at the same time as the cultivator in the branch of joy in the village teleported away, the woman in Tsing Yi who had stopped in her footsteps slowly lifted her body. beginning.

Under the moonlight, the woman's face could be seen between the gaps in her black hair. That face...was bleeding from seven orifices, and there was a deep black bruise on her neck.

Her eyes are deep and deep, and there is a figure of a woman, like an actor, dancing lightly, singing a more depressing and resentful opera.

"Ye Yu Evil Autumn Lights On..."

"Light up the empty stage..."

"Those who should come, don't come..."

"The ones that should be there are not here..."