Chapter 452 Master, I Had a Dream

The starry sky is vast and the sky is bright. Whether it is the star swirl, the meteorite that appeared at that time, or the dust floating in the starry sky, it all shows that everything here is incomparably real.

This made Wang Baole, who had just woken up, see the bewilderment in his heart, but before he could speak, as the old man in front of him turned his head, and as his gentle eyes met Wang Baole's eyes, his body trembled , and when the old man's words reverberated, his voice was like a ray of breeze, blowing through Wang Baole's body and penetrating into his soul, making Wang Baole suddenly tremble...

Then... a large number of memories appeared in his mind in an instant, dispelling the confusion and dreams, as if he had truly awakened. In these memories, he remembered his own name, and his name was... Wang Baole!

From the planet Sang Lun, he joined Mingzong at the age of seven and became an inner disciple of Mingzong. The old man in front of him is his master and one of the nine great elders of Mingzong!

Dao name...Ming Kunzi!

And myself, as the youngest disciple under the master's seat, was taken away by the master this time to leave Pluto, to go to a star that is about to fall, to go there to guide the soul on behalf of the heavens, and balance life and death.

It is the mission of Mingzong to lead souls into reincarnation. For this starry sky, Mingzong controls the power of death, so every generation of disciples must master the method of drawing souls to herd herds, so this time he will watch the master with his own eyes. The whole process of Zun's spellcasting is to make himself understand the dark spell better.

All the memories came to mind at this moment, Wang Baole took a deep breath, his mind was no longer confused, but fully awake, but after waking up, he still couldn't forget his dream, so he looked at Master with gentle eyes and Under the words, Wang Baole quickly got up and bowed.

"Master... I had a dream just now. When I woke up, I was at a loss. I couldn't tell whether everything in the dream was real or unreal." Wang Baole said, a little nervous. He felt that the master was in front of him, and he was actually sleeping. If this matter is not good, it will be punished by the master.

The old man took a deep look at Wang Baole, shook his head and smiled.

"What dream?"

"Ah?" Wang Baole heaved a sigh of relief when he found that Master didn't seem to have the intention of punishing him. After thinking about it, Wang Baole recalled everything in his dream, his eyes gradually became deep, and the color of reminiscence appeared, and he spoke softly after a long while .

"Master, this dream is very strange. In the dream... I am also called Wang Baole, but I am not in Mingzong anymore, but a star called Earth after I don't know how many years..."

"The largest sect there seems to be called the Federation... I remember in my dream, I still had an ideal. I wanted to become the President of the Federation... By the way, the President of the Federation is similar to the suzerain of that sect." Wang Baole said At this point, he felt a little embarrassed. He felt that the ideal in his dream seemed to be of no use.

"Master, please don't misunderstand me. This is not something I dream about day and night. The dream of my life, Wang Baole, is to become the master of the Underworld Sect. This will never be shaken. What kind of federal president is that shit! "Wang Baole quickly patted his chest and said loudly.

The old man looked at Wang Baole with a half-smile, but said nothing.

Seeing his master's smile, Wang Baole felt a little guilty, thinking about changing the subject, so he spoke hastily.

"Master, do you think it's strange? I, Wang Baole, is the most handsome man in Mingzong, but in my dream, I actually became the most handsome man in that federation. Alas, in the dream, countless beauties are here to help you!" I'm crazy, obsessed with me, wanting to give birth to me...it's really annoying!" Wang Baole sighed.

"Master, I'm like this in Mingzong. I've had enough, but it's still like this in my dream. What do you think I should do? I'm very distressed." Wang Baole was trying to change the subject at first, but he kept talking. Indulging in his own words, the old man on the side gradually became weird. In the end, he seemed to be unable to listen anymore and coughed.

The cough echoed in Wang Baole's mind, interrupting his words.

"Bao Le, we're here." As he spoke, the old man raised his right hand and waved violently at the starry sky in front of him. The starry sky that seemed to be calm suddenly made a loud roar at this moment, and then seemed unable to bear the old man's strength. It seemed that a pair of invisible hands directly tore apart the starry sky, and a huge crack suddenly appeared in front of the old man!

This crack is as long as a planet, and it runs vertically. If you look closely, you can't see the end at all. Only when you look at it from a distance, it looks like a scar in the universe! !

This scene made Wang Baole's heart tremble violently, and his breathing was extremely short. He couldn't imagine what kind of power it was that could cause such an earth-shattering phenomenon. You must know that this was just a wave of the old man's hand.

The crack that can be created is enough to destroy stars!

This is nothing, through the crack, Wang Baole clearly saw that there is another world in the crack, perhaps to be precise, this crack can be regarded as a teleportation, the world inside is in the same time and space as them, only But the distance is very far away.

In the starry sky inside the crack, there is a star. This star is crimson red and seems to exude high temperature. It seems that there is a civilization in it, with countless lives, but right now, this civilization is filled with sadness. with despair...

Because, this star was hit by a huge meteorite, causing the star to vibrate. Although it did not collapse, it caused a catastrophe, sweeping across the entire star, causing countless lives in it to die continuously!

And with the death of those lives, their dead souls filled the stars, and some of them spread in the starry sky. The living people couldn't see it, but in the eyes of the people of Mingzong, they could clearly see that the countless dead souls were scattered in the stars. Outside, in the starry sky, they are drifting, howling, densely packed, innumerable...

At the same time, this star is slowly turning from red to gray, like a star... is also dying! !

This scene shook Wang Baole's mind again. He felt vaguely familiar, as if he had seen a mural in a dream, and what was depicted on it was almost the same as what he saw now.

"Baole, you have to remember that the responsibility of the Underworld Sect is to take the place of the heavens, ferry the souls of the dead, and let them go where they should go, instead of floating in nothingness..."

"You just watch..." said the old man, lifted the ground lamp paddle in his hand, and shook it lightly. I don't know what kind of magical power he used. With the shaking of the lamp paddle, the starry sky and the dead souls on the stars in the crack suddenly appeared. All the souls were shocked, and they stopped crying, like a drowning person grasping the straw, as if seeing a lighthouse in the dark, all the dead souls stared at the old man for an instant, and came roaring in an instant!!

Countless souls of the dead shuttled through the crack, and came to Wang Baole and the old man's boat from the other side of the starry sky, where they gathered into a river of dead souls! !

Mighty and boundless, this river of dead souls, carrying a lone boat, goes far away...

As for the crack, it was slowly healing at this moment, and at the moment when it finally disappeared, Wang Baole saw that the star in the starry sky inside the crack had completely turned gray.

In shock, Wang Baole looked at the river of dead souls around him, and then at his master. It was at this time that his master's calm and gentle voice echoed in his ears.

"This is the mission of Mingzong, to ferry all the dead in the starry sky...Bao Le, what are you still doing, why don't you sing soul ballads!"

Wang Baole's body shook, and he instinctively opened his mouth. With a strange tone, a whisper-like voice echoed in the starry sky, flowing in the river of dead souls...

"When the heaven and the earth part, the cycle of fate stops..."

"If you want to know the cause of the previous life, the recipient in this life is..."

"If you want to know the fruit in the next life, the person who will do it in this life is..."

As the ballads drifted, countless faces appeared in Hanoi of the Dead, old and young, men and women, some of them looked like humans, some looked like beasts, and at this moment, their expressions were serene, as if with Happiness, without pain, surrounds the boat, wandering with the soul song.

Just like that, go all the way...to the Underworld!

Countless years ago, at its most glorious time... Mingzong! !

Looking from a distance, the river of souls is endless, and the lonely boat is ethereal. There should be two people on the boat, one old and one young, but now, the figure of the old man seems a little blurry, but Wang Baole's body is more and more clear.