Chapter 461

Hearing Wang Baole's address to him, the smile on Ming Kunzi's kind face became more gentle, and his eyes were even more gratified. The vicissitudes of life revealed an erratic meaning, as if it came from a long time ago , reverberated in Wanfa Pavilion, reverberated in Wang Baole's mind.

"you understood?"

After hearing this sentence, Wang Baole's breathing suddenly became short of breath. Although he realized that everything in front of him might be a dream, and perhaps the memory of the Federation was his real self, but after hearing Ming Kunzi's words, he felt Ripples.

"Understood..." Wang Baole murmured, looking at the surrounding buildings. These buildings, like Ming Kunzi, are slowly blurring, allowing his eyes to penetrate and see the mountain palace outside. , I saw the white clouds in the sky, and I saw familiar figures of Mingzong disciples flying in mid-air, coming and going.

In his ears, he could still hear the Mingzong's bell, and it seemed that the picture of himself painting the face of the corpse and various familiar scenes appeared in front of his eyes.

After a long time, Wang Baole spoke softly.

"Master, is this a dark dream..."

Ming Kunzi didn't give Wang Baole an answer, but his smile became softer and his body became more blurred. With a wave of his right hand, three balls of black light flew out of his blurred cuff and floated in the air. In front of Wang Baole.

Any one of these three groups of black light is only the size of a fist, but it emits an astonishing aura and fluctuations, spreading in all directions, and there is a certain power of law in the vastness.

Take a closer look, inside the three groups of black lights are... a lone boat, a black robe, and a lamp oar!

"I, a disciple of the Underworld Sect, can only be given these three underworld tools for grazing the starry sky if I reach the Spirit Fairyland and become a Netherborn child...Now, with the passage of time, the way of heaven has fallen, so there are no such rules."

Mingkunzi spoke softly, his voice became more ethereal amidst the vicissitudes of life, and with a flick of his sleeve, the three clusters of black light immediately merged into Wang Baole's body, entered his underworld pill, and turned into three underworld patterns!

"The three souls that were saved by you that day, I have integrated them into the ghost weapon and become the spirit of the weapon... Although all this only happened in the dream of the ghost, it was created for you by the teacher alone... Dream!"

"So, after you wake up, you only need to disperse the power of the underworld pill, and you can imprint everything in this dream in the memory of the three souls, so that their original memories will be replaced, and they will truly belong to you from now on!"

Hearing this, Wang Baole's body trembled. He felt the parting. The memories of the Underworld Sect came before his eyes, and a sense of reluctance emerged in his heart.

"Master, are you... are you in Mars's underworld? Is it you who summoned me?" Wang Baole was silent for a while, then spoke softly.

Sensing Wang Baole's reluctance, Ming Kunzi raised his vague hand and touched Wang Baole's head, smiling more kindly, and sighed softly after a while.

"It's me, and it's not me."

"Baole, the Underworld Sect has died, and even this old man has only remnants left, gasping for breath in the hometown of the Underworld Sect... When you cultivated the first ray of Underworld Fire, the old man came to his senses and kept paying attention, until this time, Exercising the way of dark dreams, teaching you the law of the dark... I don't know if it is right or wrong to save you into the Ming sect."

"But remember... there is no real right or wrong in this world. Although the Underworld Sect has dissipated, there is no good, evil, or hatred in it, and there is only a struggle for the Dao!"

"The reason why my Mingzong is willing to be the envoy of the Heavenly Dao is because this is the way of the Mingzong!"

"That's why the fall of the Heavenly Dao caused the Mingzong's Dao to collapse, so the Mingzong dissipated... And you, as perhaps the only remaining Mingzi of this generation, it is enough for you to pursue your original heart!"

His words are also very clear. Although Wang Baole worshiped Mingzong, he only learned the law, and he did not insist on following the Tao of Mingzong. In the words spoken, only the past and the present were mentioned, but the future was not mentioned!

When Ming Kunzi said this, he seemed to be very emotional, and his eyes were more reminiscent, as if thinking of the past, he murmured.

"When I was a teacher, I also had a disciple with amazing talent. Unfortunately, even as a teacher, I only wanted to understand after the Mingzong dissipated to pursue my true heart. Otherwise, if I could enlighten him like this back then..." Ming Kun Zi shook his head, sighed softly, his body became more and more blurred, and was about to end the dark dream with a wave of his hand, but at this moment, Wang Baole, who heard Ming Kunzi's words, spoke softly in a daze.

"Master, you mean Senior Brother Chenqing?"

This was originally a very common sentence. Through Ming Kunzi's words, Wang Baole naturally guessed who the disciple mentioned by the master was, but he never thought that the moment he said this sentence, Ming Kun Zizi suddenly raised his head, his eyes showed an astonishing light, and even his breathing became short of breath, and even this dream world trembled, as if it was about to collapse! !

Obviously, all of this was because of Wang Baole's words, which caused such a shock to Ming Kunzi that it had never been seen before! !

"Baole, how do you... know about Chen Qing!! Did someone tell you, or... did you see it?" Ming Kunzi looked at Wang Baole, and spoke slowly, with an extremely low voice.

This made Wang Baole startled and even more at a loss.

"I saw it, Master, didn't you also see it..." Wang Baole suddenly opened his eyes wide when he said this, and an unbelievable guess arose in his heart.

"Did you see..." Ming Kunzi murmured, looking up to the left and right.

"It's kind of interesting, but Baole, this dark dream was created by Master alone for you. There is reality and illusion, and whether it is reality or illusion, there should be no such person as Chenqing in it!"

Mingkunzi's words made Wang Baole's breath suddenly suffocate. This was his guess just now. Now that his master confirmed it, his heart was shaken even more intensely.

"There is no such person...then why can I see...Senior Brother Chen Qing also taught me how to draw a corpse face, and told me his secret..." Wang Baole murmured, Ming Kunzi suddenly smiled.

"Bao Le, you senior brother, you are amazing. I cast Mingmeng for you, and he... is doing it for me!" , more complicated, finally raised his right hand, and slapped Wang Baole's forehead.

"Baole, the fate is over. In the future, you can just follow your heart. Now... it's time to wake up!"

Wang Baole's body trembled wildly. He felt that the world and everything were reversed at this moment and became blurred. At the same time, there were waves of broken mirrors in his ears, until his consciousness seemed to leave his body, and he continued to stare at the starry sky. Flying to the ground, and even in the process of flying out of consciousness, time seemed to change the speed of passing in front of him, and it became extremely fast, as if endless years were compressed in an instant!

He saw the star field where Mingzong was located. After an unknown number of years, a shocking battle took place. He saw the emperor of the Weiyang clan, saw countless strong men, and started a star war.

This battle just passed before his eyes, and then the entire Underworld...became dust.

Until the shattering sound of the mirror beside his ear was so intense that Wang Baole's consciousness went dark for a moment, and then for a moment... In the solar system, under the Mars underground, under the underground world in the underworld, in that pitch-black nothingness, in a black solitary boat Sitting cross-legged in meditation, Wang Baole, who was deeply asleep, suddenly shivered and opened his eyes!

The moment he opened his eyes, the Minghuo in his body immediately radiated coldness and buzzed, as if bringing everything in Mingmeng back to his body! It changed in an instant, adding tens of weights at once, and condensed together in an instant, forming a dark pill, followed by Wang Baole's cultivation breath, which suddenly exploded!

At the same time, outside the solar system, in the depths of the endless starry sky, there is an area listed as one of the top ten forbidden areas in Weiyang Universe! This place is full of space cracks, filled with countless skeletons and starry sky extinction storms, the living enter, and they are close to death!

But at this moment, in this area, among the many corpses, there is a broken stone tablet slowly floating.

Beside the dilapidated stele, there is a middle-aged man with his hands behind his back, watching silently. This man is dressed in an ancient black robe, and his cultivation level cannot be seen, but even if the terrible space crack touches him, he will still be able to see it. They all collapsed on their own, so it can be seen that this person's cultivation base has reached the realm of ghosts and gods!

And the stone tablet in front of him exudes the vicissitudes of life, as if it has existed for too long, it seems that there were a lot of names engraved on it, but now, those names have faded, only one name, flashing a strange glow .

This name is exactly... Chenqing!

If Wang Baole is here, then he must be able to recognize that this stone tablet is Mingzong's Mingzi monument, and that middle-aged man is almost exactly the same as his senior brother Chen Qing in Mingmeng, except for some changes in age! !

This person is Chen Qing! !

Looking at the stele, Chen Qing stared at her name for a long time, then suddenly raised her right hand, and with her finger beside her name on the stele, carved three characters stroke by stroke.

It was... Wang Baole!

But as soon as the name appeared, after flashing a few times, it immediately dimmed, as if the stele did not recognize it, but at the moment when Wang Baole's name was about to disappear, Chen Qing spoke indifferently.

"You didn't recognize my name back then, so I destroyed half of your stele. Now, you can remove my junior brother's name. Try it and see what the result will be!"

Following Chen Qing's opening, the stele vibrated immediately, and after a long while, it seemed humiliating that he chose to compromise. Wang Baole's name was no longer dim, but began to shine brightly!