Chapter 1162

Attribution is a very vague definition.

Perhaps it is more of special significance for people who lack a sense of security.

Wang Baole used to have a sense of security. From the beginning of his practice, he was happy in the bottom of his heart. But he walked this way. With his understanding of the truth of the world, with the improvement of his own cultivation, and with his knowledge of his origin, he gradually... Was not very happy.

Especially... The change here, senior brother, makes Wang Baole's heart more complex and more heavy.

He doesn't like his senior brother now. Although his eyes are sometimes mild, the coldness from his soul is still felt by Wang Baole.

Heaven is merciless.

This sentence, which Wang Baole has heard before, is now confirmed.

There was even a moment when Wang Baole wanted to leave the newly arrived nether sect. He wanted to return to the flaming galaxy, or to the Federation, to the earth, and to his parents.

But he also knew that unless he gave up, he still had to go on this road, because he had fetters and concerns.

Obviously, seeing the world, there will be tremendous changes in decades, and all the beauty will become ashes, and it is very likely that you will no longer be yourself.

Wang Baole didn't want to see this scene, so he had to do his best to struggle and change.

"I really want... One sword will split the world!! it's done, and everything will be known immediately!" Wang Baole's heart, spread a sigh, such as in a huge spider's web, deliberately tear everything apart, but now it is beyond his grasp.

In this mood, Wang Baole didn't pay attention to those who were hostile to him among the monks of the nether sect in front of him, because he thought of his master of the nether sect and everything in the nether dream.

"Look again, look again... Don't jump to conclusions. After all, for the monks of the nether sect here, I'm a newcomer, so it's normal to be hostile and disagree." In the bottom of his heart, Wang Baole murmured and flew towards the dark star with chenqingzi and the monks of the Ming sect who came to meet him.

Along the way, most of these friars of the nether sect glanced at Wang Baole. If they didn't know Wang Baole's identity before, then at the moment, the rich nether fire on Wang Baole's body, but all people of the nether sect can't feel it, nor can they not know the meaning represented by this nether fire.

In particular, when stepping into the Styx area, with Wang Baole's approach, the whole Styx suddenly raised waves, heard the sound of waves, echoed the whole nothingness, as if welcoming Wang Baole's arrival, and even on his eyebrows, at the moment, a mark slowly emerged.

This is the mark of Mingzi!

The appearance of the mark was uncontrollable. Wang Baole touched his eyebrows and didn't speak. As for the monks of the nether sect around him, they were also silent. The hostility of the young generation who showed hostility to him before was stronger now.

Chen Qingzi didn't speak either.

Wang Baole was silent and followed the crowd, gradually crossing the Styx River and slowly approaching the ancient Styx.

The dead breath here may be due to the Styx river or the Pluto star, so it is more intense, and there is a layer of protection at the same time.

This protection requires a specific method to step in. Those friars of the Ming sect naturally have it, so they are unobstructed. As a God, chenqingzi also has it, but Wang Baole obviously does not have it here.

So after everyone stepped into the protection, Wang Baole's body was blocked out.

He stood there, looking at the people inside through the guard. No one spoke, but all looked at him.

Wangbaole looked at chenqingzi again. Chenqingzi looked as usual. After looking at wangbaole, wangbaole suddenly laughed, and he understood some truth.

Elder martial brother... More is the way of heaven.

The way of heaven is ruthless, which is part of the rules. Similarly... The way of heaven is fair, which is also part of the rules. Whether you come to this nether sect by yourself, can you stand firm and become the nether child recognized by them depends on your ability.

But they didn't know that Wang Baole's recognition of Mingzi's identity came more from the master in mingmeng and his former senior brother.

He didn't care about the Ming sect, nor did he have any unforgettable memories of these two people.

"Look again... Look again..." Wang Bao's eyes were calm, his right hand suddenly lifted up, the power of the flesh erupted, the fire in his body roared, and the marks in the middle of his eyebrows scattered a strong light, gently pressing towards the protection in front of him.

Suddenly, the protection was distorted, and then gradually mild. Wang Baole took one step. After successfully stepping in, the monks of the Ming sect narrowed their eyes one by one, didn't speak, but bowed to the chenqingzi and continued to lead the way.

Chen Qingzi nodded to Wang Baole. Wang Baole's face was expressionless and followed him. Along the way, he finally saw the full picture of the dark star. The earth was gray, the sky was black, and the tone of the whole world was dark.

In this dark world, there is a luxurious hall everywhere. These halls are arranged together, which seems to form a huge array.

This array is everywhere, and everything here... Wang Baole is no stranger. This is what he saw in his dream.

Even he saw the palace he once lived in in the nether dream and the dense nether friars on the square of the nether sect at the moment.

The number is about one million.

At the same time, there are nine huge statues standing on the land of the Ming sect. After scanning his eyes, Wang Baole stared at the ninth statue, which is the most prominent one here, for a long time, stopped, hugged his fist and deeply worshipped, murmuring in his heart.

"Master."

The statue is the master in his dream, the ninth elder of the Ming sect, Ming kunzi.

Wangbaole always remembered the words he said to himself in the master's sigh at the end of the nether dream.

"Everything, just follow your heart."

Wangbaole closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he saw chenqingzi in the distance. Chenqingzi was also looking at wangbaole. After the two people stared, chenqingzi avoided Wang Baole's eyes.

"Baole, I need to think about the answer you want before I can tell you."

"No matter what, whether it's for elder martial brother or myself, I can step into the Styx River, so elder martial brother don't hurry to answer, just tell me before I step into it." Wang Baole hugged his fist and whispered. After that, he was not in the mood to pay attention to the people around him who seemed to repel him. With a flash of his body, he rushed straight to the gate of mingzong mountain in front of him.

Some of the friars of the Ming sect frowned, as if they were unhappy with Wang Baole's initiative to break in, but after looking at chenqingzi, they didn't speak, and there were some friars of the Ming sect inside, who sneered at the bottom of their hearts.

Because... The protective array of the Ming sect is not only the one outside the stars. There are thousands of different arrays in this mountain gate. Even if you are not familiar with the Ming Zi and have no proper method, you will be embarrassed.

But the next moment, a scene that shocked many people here appeared. Wang Baole flew all the way. At the moment he stepped into the range of the mountain gate, the protective array that should have appeared, but with a wave of his one handed Jue, he scattered himself, and even his figure all the way, as if he knew this very well. He ignored all the arrays. Like returning to his own home, he directly entered the mountain gate and went straight to the... Mingzi hall in the Ming sect!

It was the hall that no one had stepped into since it was rebuilt, and the proximity of Wang Baole also made the young generation among the friars of the nether sect more hostile, and at the same time, they also had doubts. It was really... Looking at Wang Baole's behavior, his familiarity with this place was as if he had lived here for a long time.

"This is his former home." Chen Qingzi stared at Wang Baole's back, and the indifference in his eyes mixed with gentleness, and slowly dissipated, becoming indifferent again.

"One month later, the Styx river opens. You must do this... Pick up the remains of the emperor Styx!"

"Only by controlling the Styx River, can our Styx sect restore this realm and seal everything!"

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I may not be able to make up the new map tomorrow. I'll think about it carefully and make it up at the weekend