Chapter 451

The starry sky is vast and bright. Whether it's star swirls, meteorites that appeared at that time, or dust floating in the starry sky, it all shows that everything here is very real.

This made Wang Baole, who had just woken up, appear in his eyes, but before he could speak, as the old man turned in front of him and his gentle eyes came into Wang Baole's eyes, his body shook, and when the old man's words echoed, his voice was like a breeze, blowing through Wang Baole's body and infiltrating his soul, making Wang Baole suddenly an inspiration

Then... A lot of memories suddenly appeared in his mind, dispelling confusion and dreams, as if he really woke up. In these memories, he remembered his name, his name is... Wangbaole!

From sang lunxing, he joined the Ming sect at the age of seven and became an inner disciple of the Ming sect. The old man in front of him is his master and one of the nine elders of the contemporary Ming sect!

Road number... Ming kunzi!

As the youngest disciple under the master's seat, I was led by the master to leave the Pluto this time, to go to a falling star, where I would replace the way of heaven to attract souls and balance life and death.

It is the mission of the Ming sect to induce souls into reincarnation. For this starry sky, the Ming sect controls the power of death, so every generation of disciples need to master the method of inducing souls to graze. So this time, he will watch the whole process of the master's magic casting with his own eyes, so that he can better understand the Ming Dharma.

All the memories came to mind at this moment. Wang Baole took a deep breath, and his mind was no longer confused, but completely awake. But after waking up, he still couldn't forget his dream, so with the gentle eyes and words of the master, Wang Baole hurried to get up and worship.

"Master... I just had a dream. When I woke up, I was a little confused. I couldn't tell whether everything in the dream was real or unreal." Wang Baole said, a little uneasy. He felt that the master was in front of him, and he actually fell asleep. This matter could not be said well, and he would be punished by the master.

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

"What dream?"

"Ah?" Finding that the Master seemed to have no intention of punishing himself, Wang Baole breathed a sigh of relief in the bottom of his heart. After thinking about it, Wang Baole recalled everything in his dream, and his eyes slowly became deep, showing a color of reminiscence. After a while, he spoke softly.

"Master, this dream is very strange. In the dream... I'm also called wangbaole, but it's not in mingzong, 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 that in my dream, I still have an ideal that I want to become the president of the Federation... By the way, the president of the Federation is similar to the patriarch of that sect." Wangbaole was a little embarrassed when he said this. He felt that the ideal in his dream seemed to be somewhat unpromising.

"Don't get me wrong, master. This is not my dream every day and night. My dream in this life is to become the Lord of the nether sect. This point will never be shaken. What federal president, shit!" Wangbaole quickly patted his chest and said loudly.

The old man looked at Wang Baole with a smile on his face, but didn't speak.

Seeing his master's smile, Wang Baole was a little guilty, thinking about changing the topic, so he hurriedly opened his mouth.

"Master, is it strange that you say that I Wang Baole is the first handsome of the Ming clan? As a result, I actually became the first handsome of the Federation in my dream. Alas, in my dream, countless beauties are crazy for me, obsessed with me, and want to have children for me... It's really annoying!" Wangbaole sighed.

"Master, I've had enough of this in mingzong. As a result, it's still like this in my dream. What do you say I should do? I'm very distressed." At the beginning, Wang Baole was still trying to change the topic, but as he spoke, he became intoxicated with his words. The old man beside him gradually looked strange. In the end, he seemed to be unable to listen and coughed.

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

"Baole, here we are." With that, the old man raised his right hand in front of the starry sky and waved it violently. Suddenly, the seemingly calm starry sky sent out a roar at this moment. Then it seemed that he couldn't bear the old man's strength. It seemed that there were a pair of invisible hands that directly tore the starry sky. In front of the old man, a huge crack suddenly appeared!

This crack is as long as a planet. It opens vertically. If you look close, you can't see the end at all. Only if you look far, it looks like a scar of the universe!!

This scene made Wang Baole's heart tremble and his breath was extremely rapid. He couldn't imagine what kind of power it was to create such an earth shattering image. You know, it was just a wave of the old man's hand.

The crack that can be caused is enough to destroy the stars!

It's nothing. Through the crack, Wang Baole clearly saw that there was another world in the crack. Perhaps to be precise, this crack can be regarded as a transmission. The world inside is in the same time and space with them, but the distance is very far.

In the starry sky in the crack, there is a star, which is red and seems to emit high temperature. It can be seen faintly that there is a civilization and countless lives in it, but at present, this civilization is filled with sadness and despair

Because this star was hit by a huge meteorite, which made the star vibrate. Although it didn't collapse, it formed a catastrophe, sweeping the whole star, making countless lives in it die constantly!

With the death of those lives, their ghosts filled the stars, and some spread in the starry sky, which could not be seen by the living. But in the eyes of the people of the nether sect, it could be clearly seen that countless ghosts, outside the stars and in the starry sky, were wandering, wailing, dense, countless

At the same time, this star is also changing from red to gray, like a star... And is also going to death!!

This scene shocked Wang Baole's mind again. He vaguely felt that he looked familiar. It seemed that he had seen a mural in his dream, which was almost the same as what he saw now.

"Baole, you should remember that the responsibility of the Ming sect is to replace the way of heaven, ferry the dead souls, and let them go where they should go, rather than floating in nothingness..."

"Watch it..." the old man said, lifting the ground lamp paddle in his hand and shaking it gently. I don't know what magic power he used. With the shaking of the lamp paddle, all the souls in the starry sky and the dead on the stars in the crack suddenly shook, and no longer wailed. It was like a drowning man grabbed the straw, as if he saw a lighthouse in the deep darkness. All the dead souls stared at the old man in an instant, and roared in an instant!!

Countless ghosts, shuttling through the cracks, came to Wang Baole and the old man's boat from the other end of the starry sky, and converged here into a river of souls!!

Vast and boundless, this river of the dead carries the boat and goes away

As for the crack, it slowly healed at the moment. At the moment when it finally disappeared, Wang Baole saw that the star in the starry sky in the crack had completely turned gray.

In the shock, Wang Baole looked at the river of the dead around him and looked 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. Ferry all the dead in the starry sky... Baole, what are you doing in a daze, and don't sing soul ballads!"

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

"When heaven and earth separate, fate reincarnates..."

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

"If you want to know the fruit of the afterlife, the person who does it in this life is..."

As the ballads floated, countless faces emerged in Hanoi of the dead, old and young, men and women. Some of them looked like human beings, and some looked like fierce beasts. At the moment, they all looked peaceful, as if they were surrounded by the boat with happiness and no pain, wandering with the ballads.

In this way, go all the way... Drive to mingzong!

Countless years ago, the most brilliant time... Ming sect!!

From a distance, the soul river is endless, and the boat is ethereal. There should be two people on the boat, one old and one young. But now, the old man's figure seems to be a little vague, but Wang Baole's body is more and more clear.