Chapter 270

Time passed, as if for a moment and seemed very long. Wang Baole did not know how long it had passed. When he woke up, the figure of his little sister had already disappeared. The first scene he opened his eyes to see was the top of the cave.

After a trance, Wang Baole's eyes contracted, and suddenly sat up and looked to the left and right warily. At this look, his eyes suddenly widened from the contraction, and his mind stirred up a strong shock.

"Here..." Wang Baole was a little confused and breathed a little. He looked at the vast scene in front of him. Whether it was the thousands of ancient Xiuzhi corpses, or the three-story altar they worshipped, his mind was full of waves.

In particular, the appearance of the altar and the items placed on it all made him feel an unreal sense of indefinability. And the altar was instantly recognized by him. It was the unreal picture he saw in the integration with the small tripod.

"How could I be here..." Wang Bao's eyes showed a daze. His memory stayed at the moment when he was chased and stepped into the restricted area. He clearly remembered that at that time, his oil was exhausted, the lamp was dry, the fire of life was extremely dim, and even there was a sign of extinction.

In particular, he felt the approaching death, which was an irreversible trend. After all, the small tripod was seized, the Daoji was destroyed, and the severity of the injury was unprecedented. After that, in the face of the pursuit of many foundation building monks, even if he killed a few, it was still inevitable to come to an end.

And his memory, after entering the restricted area, paused, as if he had slept for a long time and was here when he woke up.

In a daze, Wang Baole took a deep breath and looked down at the black mask on his chest for some reason. In silence, he also noticed the difference at the moment. It seemed that all the injuries had recovered, and there was even a sense of strength that could not be compared with before, which was constantly filling his body.

This discovery made Wang Baole tremble. At the same time, he immediately checked his body. Soon, Wang Baole seemed to be bombarded by thunder and stayed there completely.

He saw in his body that the Daoji, which had been destroyed, had been rebuilt. He saw that his meridians had all been restored. He also saw that in the original position of Dantian, the emptiness formed after the small tripod was dug away by the old woman, and now there was an extra one... Qinglian!!

This green lotus looks only about the size of a palm. When it sways and moves, it emits a surge of amazing vitality and aura. When Wang Baole's whole body emerges, Wang Baole has the illusion that he can pick up the sun, moon and stars under this moment of stagnant breathing!!

He understood that this was indeed an illusion, but he clearly felt that the level of spiritual power in his body today was more than ten times higher than when Xiaoding built the foundation!!

Like miracles, all this made Wang Baole feel like a dream. At the same time, he also noticed that this green lotus plant seemed to be familiar... It seemed to be the same plant as the one sacrificed by Xiaoding and other things in the picture he saw in the process of integrating with Xiaoding!

There is no need to compare at all. He knows very well that if the green lotus in his body is really what he sees, then... There is no level between it and Xiaoding.

"Why does it appear in my body..." Wang Baole is full of excitement. This is not a recovery from loss, but a more precious creation after loss. This feeling is difficult to describe.

His heart beat strongly. After checking his body, he looked around again. Finally, Wang Baole's eyes fell on the black mask. Vaguely, Wang Baole felt that he might have found the answer.

"Did you save me, little sister?" Wang Baole said softly, picked up the black mask, but there was no response inside. A long time later, Wang Baole got up and put the mask in front of him, very dignified, deeply worshipped!

"Little sister, the grace of saving lives, Wang Baole will never forget in this life!!"

At the moment of Wang Baole's worship, the black mask flickered slightly, as if in response, looking at the changes of the mask, until it returned to calm, Wang Baole put it away. Then he raised his head, felt the incomparable aura and majestic vitality of the Pearl Green Lotus on the Dantian, which was fused with the bite seed in his body, and experienced the breath of foundation building and too many terrible fluctuations than before.

Suddenly, a strong attack broke out in Wang Baole's body, his eyes narrowed, and a thrilling cold light appeared in his eyes.

"Xinghe sunset sect, five generations of heavenly family... Since I Wang Baole is not dead, it's time to settle the feud between us!" Murmuring, with endless ice cold, echoed the cave. At the same time, Wang Baole also tried to urge Dantian Qinglian to see what had changed after he built the foundation with this Qinglian.

But just in his mind, it seemed that his thoughts were integrated into the green lotus, and the moment he wanted to urge it, suddenly, the whole earth roared and trembled, and a strong wave reached the extreme. Even at this moment, Wang Baole felt an extremely terrible breath, and suddenly, it came from the depths of the earth.

The breath is too strong. Just the instant it spreads out is enough to make the sky and the earth turn pale, making all the existence in the whole lunar secret territory shake up madly. Even Wang Baole has a feeling that the owner of the breath is sleeping, and the outbreak of the breath at this moment seems to be a sign of his awakening.

"Night fairy king?!" Wang Baole instinctively immediately withdrew his will to integrate into Qinglian. At the moment of its withdrawal, the breath also instantly disappeared, as if the signs of awakening had dispersed, and the night fairy King continued to sleep.

This made Wang Baole suspicious. He could guess that in the secret territory of the moon, it must be the terrible sleeping ancient corpse. Although he didn't continue to try, he vaguely felt that there was some connection between the green lotus in his body and the ancient corpse that he didn't understand.

In silence, wangbaole was not sure what impact it would bring if he insisted on urging Qinglian to wake up the ancient corpse, and he was not sure whether the other party could listen to his own control after he really woke up.

These uncertainties made him put the idea of awakening the corpse in the bottom of his heart. He raised his head and looked at the exit here. After jumping out, he immediately saw the shadow of the moon spirit and night fairy in the thin fog outside.

These moon spirits and night immortals immediately bowed their heads after seeing Wang Baole, as if they were worshipping

After this scene, Wang Baole was stunned for a moment, his eyes flashed, trying to control it, but he found that although these moon spirits and night immortals worship themselves, they can't control them for their own use.

In silence, Wang Baole looked around at the fog and felt that although these fog were not trace fog, they seemed to be not much different in essence. Even sometimes, there was a trace of trace fog.

Then he withdrew his eyes. Wang Baole raised his head and looked at a position in the distance. After judging that it was also the place he had entered before, the cold light was about to be suppressed in his eyes.

In his life, he didn't kill many times, but even if it wasn't many, this experience of the moon's secret place was unforgettable for Wang Baole. It was really that kind of powerlessness, that kind of oppression, that kind of near death, which made Wang Baole's heart full of anger and a desire to vent his killing intention. If it didn't erupt, he would be crazy.

According to his own estimation, this Qinglian must be extraordinary, but even if Qinglian goes against the sky again, he is only building a foundation at present, and it still needs time to grow. Zhan jiedan is afraid that he is still out of control. After all, the gap between the higher the level is, the greater the gap is.

Wang Baole was not arrogant and irrational because of the green lotus foundation, so in meditation, he turned his head to look at the fog around, and his eyes flashed slightly.

"Lost pearl, I have studied almost before, and I still need to test the last few links. If it can succeed... Then no one can stop me from revenge in the secret land of the moon!" Wang Baole squinted, suppressed hatred, walked into the fog, turned his right hand, took out more than a dozen beads, and began to continue his research on the fog.

Building a foundation for cultivation brought Wang Baole not only a leap in combat power, but also a great impact on his spirit, which made Wang Baole more handy in the aspects of tattoo and the attainments of French soldiers than before, especially there was a lot of fog here, and Wang Baole also found that after he had green lotus in his body, the influence of fog on him had almost disappeared.

As a result, his research speed also increased on a large scale until a few days later, when Wang Baole successfully refined the lost pearl and walked out of this restricted area, his body was filled with a murderous storm!

"I'm back!"