Chapter 1077

When Wang Baole looked back, what he saw was not the previous house, but... A huge coffin!

The coffin is not made of wood, but made of crystal. It looks crystal clear, but also emits a bright light. Even in this dark nothingness, it is still as bright as stars.

Perhaps it was because of its dazzling, Wang Baole, who looked back, could not see the specific appearance of the figure lying in the coffin. He could only be sure... There was indeed a person lying inside!

He couldn't see the men and women clearly, and he couldn't see the appearance clearly, but at the moment of seeing the coffin, Wang Baole's inner shock and extreme shock still turned into a big wave and surged up.

In any case, he couldn't think of it. He thought he could see the real world after walking out of the house, but what he saw was a piece of ruins. He thought that after walking out of the white paper world, he saw Wang Yiyi's boudoir, but in fact... What he saw was actually a coffin!

All this has brought too much impact to Wang Baole, which makes Wang Baole's mind fluctuate violently at the moment, and there are signs of collapse, as if too many thoughts rush in for a moment, which makes him unbearable.

But everything he saw in his eyes was not eternal, but there were new changes. In the nothingness behind the coffin, there was suddenly a ripple diffusion at the moment. In that ripple, there was a blood centipede hundreds of feet long, silently drilling out and jumping on the lid of the coffin.

Its upper body was raised. With the countless ferocious feet and the shaking of its head tentacles, the huge blood colored Centipede's yellow eyes also looked at Wang Baole.

Almost in Wang Baole's eyes, the moment he looked at the bloody centipede, with the roar of his mind, the Centipede's body suddenly collapsed and turned into countless small centipedes. After covering the whole coffin, the countless small centipedes converged again, raised rapidly on the coffin, and finally turned into a face!

This face is weird and cannot see men and women, which makes Wang Baole feel strange, but it seems that in the depths of his soul, there is inexplicable familiarity. It turns to Wang Bao... With a meaningful smile.

"This... This..." Wang Baole's heart trembled, his thoughts almost exploded, and his divine consciousness seemed to be lax. In this instant, a sigh suddenly echoed in his mind.

"Baole, what you see... Is not necessarily the truth..." this voice is not from Wang Yiyi's father, nor the gentle woman before, nor the strange face formed by the centipede in front of him, but the little sister in the fragment of Wang Baole's mask.

That is... After growing up, Wang Yiyi!

The emergence of this voice is like a peerless medicine, which stabilizes Wang Baole's mind in an instant and slightly recovers Wang Baole's wisdom. But before he opens his mouth for inquiry, because the rules of the outside world are different from those of the white paper world, Wang Baole was reluctantly suppressed before, but now it has reached the limit, and a huge suction comes directly from the coffin without the help of others, Instantly pull on Wang Baole's divine consciousness.

This suction was too strong, and Wang Baole had no resistance at all, and was pulled to the coffin in an instant. Fortunately, as he approached, the coffin and the raised centipede face on it changed again in his eyes, returning to the boudoir of Wang Yiyi who opened the door, and his consciousness, in the blink of an eye, returned to the room, back to the page of the open book on the ground.

In the moment of integration into the paper, Wang Baole's consciousness seemed to cost a lot, could not hold on, and slowly dissipated.

I don't know how long it has passed. When Wang Baole regained his strength and opened his eyes, he was no longer in the white paper world, but returned to the test fog of destiny.

The familiar fog in front of him slowly dissipated the confusion in his eyes. Chen Han floating in front of him also had a similar effect, making Wang Baole gradually recover from his previous state.

After recovery, with the scenes in the white paper world reappearing in his memory, Wang Baole's body slowly vibrated, and he was really at a loss at the moment.

Because he found that every time he thought that everything was clear and the answer was about to come out, more mysteries would appear in an instant, thus shaking his original answer.

Again and again, it's the same.

I thought the world was real, but all the clues point to a book.

I thought I might really live in a book, but soon he found that the place where the book was located was a child's room.

I thought that when I came to the room, I was in the real world, but I found that there was a prohibition in that room, isolating everything.

And I thought I could see the truth when I rushed out of the room, but what I saw was nothing.

I thought it was just nothingness, but when I looked back, I found that my world was actually a coffin.

Originally, I thought the coffin was the answer, but there were bloody centipedes and strange faces!

All this overturned his cognition again and again, and in the end, the words from the little sister seemed to point out from the side that what he saw... Was not completely true.

"In the end... In the end... What's going on!"

"And... I just flew out all the way, it seems... Too smooth, smooth incredible, as if deliberately indulge, arrange me to see those!"

"And... What I saw last seems not to be a real picture, but more like some kind of... Moral!!"

"What does the ruins represent, what does the coffin represent, what does the bloody centipede represent, and what is the weird face formed by the last centipedes..." Wang Baole was silent. After a while, he looked around, and his eyes gradually showed doubts.

He also had doubts about this so-called perception of previous lives, so he took out the fragments of the mask, looked down, and his eyes showed complexity.

"Little sister, you should give me an answer!"

This time, the little sister was not silent as usual, but after a long time, she sighed and came out with a word.

"My memory is missing a lot, but I can be sure that in 68 years, there will be an opportunity for you to know part of the truth!"

"68 years?" Wangbaole was stunned, because this time point was exactly what Li Waner told him about the date when his ancestor made an appointment with him.

"But..."

"Don't ask me, Baole, please, don't ask me, my head hurts..." Wang Baole just wanted to continue asking, but the little sister's voice with pain made his heart tremble.

He thought of the little girl when he was a white deer, the girl in white when he was a demon blade, and the companion who sat with him watching the sky when he was a zombie... Finally, Wang Baole sighed and did not continue to press.

But sitting there silently, eyes closed, memories of these days, feelings of all, until a long time later

When his eyes opened, his eyes showed a firmer and decisive light!

"What about the truth, what about the falsehood, and the so-called moral... Because you know these things, you can commit suicide crazily, or you can die without caring about the decadence of life!"

"In any case, my core idea is unchanged."

"My cultivation is very weak, my arms are too thin, and my strength is insufficient, so... Such a major event related to the Tao domain, naturally there will be those who can worry about it. I'm a small person, and I can't manage so much. Don't let me manage it, meaning something... I can't change!"

"Therefore, whether what I see is true or false, close to myself or distant, I can't control it."

"Instead of shaking madness in your heart, it's better to strengthen yourself steadfastly. Only in this way... Can you stand more stable and go further, and later things... Who can say clearly."

Wang Baole showed a touch of determination in his eyes. Although this time's perception did not increase his cultivation, a firmness in his heart still made Wang Baole feel refined at this moment.

At this time of refining, he also felt his method of time waning moon, which seemed to be improved. It seemed that this time he went out, which was of great help to the law of time. After trying, Wang Baole soon determined this point.

His feeling is right. The method of the waning moon is indeed refined, increasing from the previous countercurrent ten breath years to twenty breath!

It was also at this time that Chen Han... Woke up.