Chapter 1163

Wang Baole didn't think about what the elder martial brother needed to go to netherworld and get back by himself. At the moment, he was walking in netherworld sect. Although there were many prohibitions here, the familiar feeling still made him see everything in his netherworld dream.

Walking through halls, streams, and cliffs, gazing at the shadow of reincarnation formed between heaven and earth in the distance, and tasting the meaning of Tao rhyme that pervades here, Wang Baole vaguely seems to see the shadow of Tao once.

Those figures are all the disciples in his nether dream. Although they all wear nether Taoist robes and look serious, they mostly smile. Some people go out to attract souls on behalf of heaven, and some return to send souls into the wheel.

At the same time, more disciples are maintaining the operation of the way of heaven, checking the past lives of the dead, and outlining the corpse face for those who are about to reincarnate.

"Mingzong..." Wang Baole murmured. Unconsciously, he walked to a cliff and looked at the heaven and earth in the distance. He seemed to see the master and the elder martial brother of that year. Facing himself, he talked about the little secret of the Taoist couple in the afterlife.

"Although it's just a dream, it's integrated into the soul." Wang Baole sighed softly. When he turned his head, there was nothing around. If there was any, it was just some strange disciples who looked at him warily in the distance, with hostility in their eyes.

It's normal to have hostility, but they don't know that the identity of Mingzi they care about is nothing to Wang Baole.

"If there is no master, if there is no elder martial brother, mingzong... What does it have to do with me?" Wangbaole shook his head gently, and there were some thoughts in his heart, but this idea was entangled in emotion. For a moment, he kept giving up, and finally turned into a sigh and looked into the depths of the Ming sect

There is a vision that always falls on yourself from entering the nether star to stepping into the nether sect.

The owner of this look, Wang Baole, doesn't know who it is, but he can feel the strong and surging dark fire fluctuation on the other side. This fluctuation... In terms of quantity and quality, he surpasses himself a lot.

The only thing missing may be a kind of... Recognition.

It's not the recognition of elder martial brother chenqingzi, because in the other party's dark fire fluctuation, wangbaole felt the recognition of elder martial brother contained in it. What is missing is the recognition of the Ming Zi monument from the Ming sect and the recognition of the nine elders like master wangbaole.

"It seems that I'm not old... Is it the nether son who was appointed by everyone in the nether sect before I appeared?" Wang Baole took back his eyes, had a clear understanding in his heart, and walked towards the depths of the Ming sect.

The place he went to was the place where he had lived in the nether dream... Beside the nether son hall, there was a side hall.

In those days, he didn't live in the main hall of Ming Zi, which was in the dream of Ming... It was the residence of his senior brother, and he lived in the side hall. Now on the star of Ming, so did Wang Baole, who walked all the way outside the side hall.

In front of him, all the prohibitions on the way were dissolved by a few Indian formulas. Wang Baole's cultivation has not reached an incredible level. It's really... These prohibitions are exactly the same as those in the dark dream.

Perhaps, it is precisely these exactly the same that makes Wang Baole's feeling about the Ming sect both familiar and strange.

What is familiar is everything in front of you. What is strange is... Dream, after all, is just a dream. Elder martial brother... It seems that it is no longer the same as before, and all these changes seem to be fast, but in fact... Maybe this has always been the plan of elder martial brother to step out.

"Melt the way of heaven, fuming sect." Wangbaole was silent, stepped into the side hall, looked at the familiar layout around, silently sat down, closed his eyes and said nothing.

Time passed slowly, and seven days passed quickly.

In these seven days, Wang Baole didn't leave this side hall and didn't see any friars of the nether sect. Instead, he was immersed in his original nether dream and his perception of the nether Dharma.

Similarly, there are no people of the nether sect who come here to see him, although... With the arrival of him and chenqingzi, and with the identification, now all the nether friars on the nether star have known him.

Until a few days later, the first friar of the nether sect finally came to the side hall where Wang Baole was located. He was a young man, dressed in a nether robe, and the whole person looked cold and extraordinary. Moreover, the fluctuation of nether Dharma was very strong on his body, especially in the center of his eyebrows, there was actually half... Nether fire mark!

This mark shows that this person is the existence of quasi Ming Zi in the Ming sect. According to the rules of the Ming sect, there will be several such quasi Ming Zi under the command of every generation of Ming Zi.

There is a subordinate relationship between them and Ming Zi, but there is competition, because there are nine elders of Ming sect, which is divided into nine veins. Each pulse has its own Ming Zi. These nine Ming Zi will compete with each other, and finally be recognized by the heaven. The one engraved on the Ming tablet will be the real Ming Zi, that is... The next generation of Ming Lord.

It is also for this reason that the arrival of Wang Baole was rejected by the nether sect here, because for them, Wang Baole was an outsider, and was not the origin of the orthodox nether clan, but he was designated as the nether son, which made the former nine meridians here survive. After cultivation, the nether sect, which restored some of its previous momentum, were very unhappy.

But he didn't dare to tell Chen Qingzi. After all, the former Chen Qingzi, who had a high status, acted on behalf of the Ming Lord, and personally revived the broken Ming sect a little bit.

Now, Chen Qingzi and the way of heaven are integrated, which is even more supreme. However... They dare not tell Chen Qingzi, but they are dissatisfied with Wang Baole, which also contains provocation.

At this moment, the young man who came was like this. He stood outside the side hall, looked coldly for a long time, and suddenly opened his mouth.

"Kunlingzi in this temple, I haven't seen the cultivation of the living world for a long time. Since the Taoist friends come from the living world, then I hope to fight with me. Let me see the external strangers. How powerful is the combat power now!"

Wang Baole sat cross legged and looked as usual. He just opened his eyes and seemed to see the young man outside. His cultivation was not bad, and he was already at the level of great perfection of stars, and his breath was stable. If he was outside, he could be listed as the top in the second tier, even if he was not the first tier.

"Not interested." Wangbaole opened his mouth lightly and closed his eyes again.

"Huh?" The young man of the Ming sect outside, hearing the words, his eyes flashed.

"Are you not interested, or dare you? With such a disposition, I'm afraid you don't deserve to be the contemporary nether son of my netherworld sect. In that case, I have to try what skills you have." The young man sneered, and walked forward to the gate of the side hall. He saw that he was about to approach, and his right hand had been raised, as if to open the gate. At this time, he heard the sound of calm from the side hall.

"I will take away any part of your body that pushes the door of my temple."

The words were not harsh, but when they fell into the young man's ears, the young man's body couldn't help shaking. His intuition told him that the other party... Seemed to really be able to do this, so he stopped and instinctively hesitated.

While he hesitated, in the nothingness behind him, there were suddenly seven or eight divine senses, which suddenly fell down. Each divine consciousness contained fluctuations in the star domain, which made the young man's spirit vibrate, and the corners of his mouth sneered again. With a sudden wave of his right hand, he suddenly pushed the door of the side hall, and saw Wang Baole meditating inside.

Wang Baole frowned slightly and sighed at the bottom of his heart. He naturally felt the seven or eight star domain divine consciousness of the outside world. At the same time, he also felt that the other fourorfive people who were hiding in the outside world had the same dark fire breath as the young man.

Obviously, these people are quasi nether children in the nether sect,

Even in addition, there are more eyes, scattered from the Ming sect, mostly gathered here. Vaguely, Wang Baole felt that in the distance, there are three strands of powerful divine consciousness similar to the master's fiery ancestor, which are old and locked here.

And then... He had just stepped into the nether sect before, and he felt the ray of vision. At the moment, he was also in the depths of the nether sect. He seemed to open his eyes and look at himself. There was a faint touch of greed, which was not completely controlled, scattered a trace, but the next moment he put it away.

Wang Baole was silent. In his heart, he was even more unhappy with the Ming sect.

"Look again, look again." Wang Baole murmured softly.

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Today, I need to pay back one chapter, and I still owe three chapters. I will try to make up all of them next week!