Chapter 459: The King's Empresses!

In fact, he recalled his more than 200,000 years, and it was good at the beginning. As a national teacher of a small country, he had a high position and great ambitions, but soon he discovered that a stronger country needed a national teacher. It was an invitation full of sincerity, so he went, and a few years later, another stronger country needed a national teacher, so he invited again...

At that time, he was still very ambitious, so he went again. In this way, every time he became a national teacher, he would soon find out that a stronger country needed a national teacher, one time at a time, more than 200,000 yuan Over the past year, he himself can't remember how many countries he has served as a national teacher.

It can be said that in the profession of the national teacher, he has already vomited... and this matter has never ended, he will always find countries that need the national teacher more... In the end, he was completely crazy, couldn't stand it, and even heard The two words "National Teacher" made me feel collapsed.

So he started to escape, but he couldn't escape every time, and he would always be arrested and continue to be a national teacher... He tried every means, even if a country was tossed and destroyed, there were still new countries coming. Catch him and invite him to be a national teacher...

All of this, to him, was blood and tears, which made the old ghost let out a heart-piercing roar. What he desires most now is to live an ordinary life. He doesn't want to be a national teacher anymore. As long as he can be ordinary, even if he becomes Qi Ling, he is willing.

So, when he saw Wang Baole's figure while fleeing, he immediately cried, knelt down, threw himself on the ground, and howled.

"Master, you are here, take me away, I am willing to become a weapon spirit, I don't want to be a national teacher anymore... Why was I so stupid back then, I wanted to be a national teacher!!"

After picking up the crying old ghost, Wang Baole couldn't help feeling emotional, he felt that he had a deeper understanding of human nature.

"They want to thank me for letting them know what they really need!"

"Becoming my weapon spirit is what they desire most!" Wang Baole patted his stomach proudly, and suddenly felt that this movement was a little comfortable, so he patted it a few more times.

"There seems to be something missing..." Wang Baole thought about it, and after recalling it, he finally knew what he was missing.

"It's a pity, it's better in the dream, there are snacks." Wang Baole shook his head regretfully, but soon he was full of interest in the world where the extremely lustful man lived.

"I remember that what was arranged for him was a matriarchal world where he was the only man." Wang Baole's eyes lit up, and he entered into the world belonging to the perverted man.

This world was relatively primitive at the beginning, but after more than 200,000 years of development, it has become multiple empires coexisting, with constant friction between each other.

Moreover, in these empires, from the empress to the soldiers, all are women, there are no men, and even their physiology is special. As long as some kind of sacrifice is performed, the next generation can be reproduced.

Logically speaking, throwing a pervert into this world is enough to make him beautiful, happy and boundless...

But in fact, Yanfu Qitian is a bit exaggerated, and boundless happiness is also very reluctant, because Wang Baole, who came to this world, found the place where the pervert was, and he noticed that a grand funeral was being held here...

Countless women, wearing soldiers' armor, are guarding the surroundings. Any one of these women is extremely beautiful, and their figure is even more uneven, which seems to be able to arouse the primitive impulse of the opposite sex.

Surrounded by these women is an altar, on which lay a person. This person is extremely thin, almost skinny. Constantly input into the person's body.

This person... is the pervert who was thrown in by Wang Baole for more than 200,000 years.

Right now, his eyes are dazed, his body is trembling, the nutrient solution is continuously flowing into his body, making him unable to die even if he wants to die, and beside him, at this moment, there are more than a dozen queens dressed like emperors, surrounding him Left and right, all of them looked at this perverted man with greed in their eyes.

At the same time, they are full of competition and hostility to each other.

When Wang Baole saw this scene, he was a little surprised, but before he could think too much, those empresses spoke one after another.

"Your Majesty, the funeral has already been held, and now it's time for us to discuss important matters!"

"That's right, Your Majesty, there are still 30 million female ministers in our country, waiting for your Majesty to go to serve Lin Xing, please make sure to go there!"

"No, I have to go to Zhen first. In Zhen's kingdom, there are more than 50 million subjects who have been waiting for the king for a long time. If you don't go, I'm afraid something serious will happen!"

"You can delay it a little bit. There are 200 million courtiers there. When I come, they are already going to rebel. If the king doesn't go, they will definitely kill me!"

While these empresses were arguing endlessly, another empress frowned and spoke lightly.

"Stop arguing. We need to ask the king for his opinion. If it doesn't work, we will put the king on the altar and let the officials of various empires come here by themselves. We can also charge a lot of money, but we have to arrange it." Guard, don't hurt the king."

As soon as her words came out, the eyes of the lustful man lying on the altar with no love in his life suddenly widened, tears streaming down his face, and he spoke weakly and struggling.

"Please, let me go, I really can't do it..."

This high-spirited and ambitious pervert at the time, now completely collapsed and burst into tears, but it was useless for him to cry. The empresses had reached a consensus and decided to send him to the platform of worshiping the sky...

It was also at this time that the desperate man saw Wang Baole's figure appearing in mid-air. After seeing Wang Baole, he wailed excitedly.

"Master save me, save me, as long as you let me get out of here, let me do whatever you want, I...I want to become a weapon spirit!!"

Wang Baole gave the big man a sympathetic look, and with a wave of his hand, the phantom formation here disappeared, and when he appeared, he was already in the cave where he lived, and the three souls in front of him all knelt down in front of him, and the resentment on his body dissipated Quite a few, although they haven't been completely washed away, they no longer have the slightest resistance to becoming a weapon spirit, and even desire it.

Seeing this, Wang Baole was very relieved. He felt that he was still very charismatic, making the three souls willing to follow him, but he looked at the little boy, and then at the old ghost of the national teacher, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

In fact, when he saw these two souls for the first time, he felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it. Seeing them now, this feeling is even stronger.

"I should have seen it..." Wang Baole rubbed the center of his brows, thought for a long time, but still had no idea, so he simply put it aside and reported to the master the results of his subjugation of the three souls.

Regarding the details of Wang Baole's transformation of the three souls within the agreed time, Ming Kunzi didn't ask too much, but took the three souls away, and wanted to create a ghost weapon for Wang Baole and integrate it into the spirit of the device.

At the same time, he assigned another task to Wang Baole.

"Go to Mingzong's Wanfa Pavilion, where you can read all the resources and supernatural powers of Mingzong. Even if you can't learn all of them, you still have to understand. Enter the Netherworld!"

Regarding Master's explanation, Wang Baole was very obedient. In fact, he felt that his memory recovery still had some problems, and it was not very comprehensive. He also needed to check the Mingzong's information and supernatural powers so that he could regain his mastery.

So for the next month, Wang Baole spent almost all of his time in Wanfa Pavilion, looking through a large number of classics and supernatural powers. After reading this, his understanding of Mingzong and Mingfa increased a lot. few.

"Spirit Fairyland is divided into five small realms, which are Foundation Establishment, Alchemy Formation, Nascent Soul, Spiritual Immortality, Spiritual Immortal...the corresponding underworld methods are Corpse Face, Soul Attraction, Soul Splitting, Funeral and Return to Ruins! "Wang Baole's eyes showed a strange light. Through the information, he understood that from the face of the corpse to the return to the ruins, this is actually called the first level of the underworld law!"

And the method of meditation... there are seven levels in total!

In addition, Wang Baole also saw a very special supernatural power in many materials. This supernatural power is somewhat similar to the magic array of the past life, but it is different.

Its name... Mingmeng!