Chapter 1287

The starry sky was silent.

Wang Yiyi's father on the lonely boat didn't speak, and the old man in the distance was the same, but his face changed several times at this moment, but finally he raised a touch of fear, looked deeply at the giant wood standing in the starry sky, looked at the figure on the lonely boat, and chose to leave.

Although he left, new people came.

A vague figure seems to sweep the starry sky, converging silently from all directions to the side of Wang Yiyi's father on the lonely boat, forming a contour. It is a man.

I can't see my face clearly, but I can only see a long hair waving, like every hair, like a star river. In addition, there is only the embroidered Danlu mark in the exposed corner of the figure's clothes dancing room.

"Eight pole way?" The figure looked at Blackwood in the starry sky and spoke softly, as if he were talking to himself or asking questions.

"Eight pole way." On the lonely boat, Wang Yiyi's father looked as usual and responded calmly.

"I only heard that the first five poles of the five behaviors, then the two poles are opposed, and finally sublimated... This little friend seems to have realized the extreme now, this sixth pole... Can you see through?" The figure was silent and spoke slowly.

"Jin Dao has your cause and effect. Why ask me?" Wang Yiyi's father on the lonely boat, always looking the same, said faintly.

"Even so, I'm not familiar with the eight pole way after all. His sixth pole is the falling Luo, the way of yin and death?" The figure was silent and looked at Wang Yiyi's father.

"More than that." Wang Yiyi's father was silent for a long time this time before a reply came out in a low voice.

"He also integrates the past into it, so that the sixth pole is both extremely Yin and extremely past."

"In this case... His seventh pole, you can imagine, must be the extreme Yang saint, but also the extreme future... It seems to be two poles, but in fact it is four poles, no wonder, no wonder..." the figure with the mark of Dan stove in the corner of his clothes, sighed lightly, didn't say more, turned around and walked towards nothingness, and the figure scattered again in the falling steps and disappeared in the starry sky.

However, at the moment when his figure completely disappeared, his voice still came from nothingness and fell into the ears of Wang Yiyi's father on the lonely boat.

"Brother Wang, Baji Dao was created by Xianzu. Is this elder immortal the same origin as Baole Xiaoyou's immortal...?"

It looks like an inquiry, but after leaving, there is a word. Obviously... I don't want an answer, or I don't need an answer.

Wang Yiyi's father on the lonely boat slowly raised his head and didn't speak, but his eyes were more profound. Until a long time later, he looked at the dark wood in the starry sky again, and the depth in his eyes disappeared and was replaced by tenderness.

He could have a premonition that his daughter was about to... Walk out.

While waiting here, in heimu, in the former stone tablet world, Wang Baole walked in the starry sky, looking at the universe that was once thought to be boundless, looking at the countless stars and incalculable life in this universe, Wang Baole also sighed in his heart.

"I have no past and no future." Wang Baole murmured that his past and future turned into fate and gave it to his little sister, but at the same time, it also became his way.

The Tao needs to carry, just as the five element Tao needs to carry the Tao, so does the past and the future.

Therefore, he turned the way of yin and death into the carrier of his past. The vastness of this way, to some extent... Came from Luo's death obsession.

"As for the extreme future... I also need something to carry Tao. This thing... I have guessed." Wang Baole whispered to himself, looked down at the starry sky, and his eyes became soft.

"So, the only thing I have now is now... And my world." In his words, wangbaole has come to the most mysterious area in heimu, once in the stone tablet world.

Here... There is a star called destiny star.

Here... There is a God created, called heavenly Dharma man.

Master Tianfa has a book.

It's called... The book of destiny.

Step by step, wangbaole walked into the destiny star, into the peak that came that year, where... The master of Tianfa sat cross legged, opened his eyes, smiled at the corners of his mouth, stared at Wang Baole's figure, and gradually approached.

"From the moment I was born with consciousness, a voice told me that... One day, I will see the real gods come, and that voice told me that when I see the gods, I will be free."

"I've been waiting." Master Tianfa whispered, then stood up and bowed to Wang Baole... Deeply.

In this worship, his figure blurred, and the whole destiny star blurred. Gradually... The stars disappeared and turned into a huge book floating in the starry sky!

And the Heavenly Master also disappeared, turned into an old ape, bowed to Wang Baole, and dissipated again, as if he had left here!

At the same time, the destiny Book vibrated and slowly floated in front of Wang Baole, as if waiting for him to take it.

Without going to get it immediately, Wang Baole stood in front of the book of destiny, looked back at the starry sky, and whispered.

"Are you willing to be protected by me from now on?"

The sound was obviously very slight, but when it came out, it echoed in an instant throughout the Blackwood world, in every star in the world, and in the consciousness of every life.

At this moment, all the existence and induction in the stone tablet world turned into the roar of the heart, shaking the soul, and even in my mind, all appeared... Wang Baole's life!

They saw Wang Baole's happiness, his growth, his sadness, his madness, and his determination to protect this world.

This is his... Only beauty that can belong to him.

A long time later, from the stone boundary, came the response of all sentient beings.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

At this moment, no matter the plants or monks, no matter mortals, fierce beasts, even mountains and rivers, even stars, all things are responding. The consciousness of the Tao continues to spread and converge, making Wang Baole's destiny book gradually emit a bright light.

In this light, in this countless responses, Wang Baole heard the voices of relatives and friends from the solar system, he heard the excitement of the master, and he heard a small excitement.

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It's not just the solar system, whether it's the left way, the side door, or the central region. There are people he knows and people who are originally hostile to him, but at this moment, all... Are responding.

Until the end, the ancestors of the Xie family and the seventh spirit path also sighed after silence and responded.

And with their opening, the whole stone tablet world erupted into a bright light, until finally... In the falling place, there was also a response, and all the voices of the whole stone tablet world merged into a vast voice of vicissitudes.

That's the voice of all living beings, and also... The voice of the spirit in the stone tablet world!

"Yes!"

At the moment of the sound, the stone tablet world disappeared, and everything turned into a ray of light. From all directions, it merged into this book of destiny, and in its pages, it became... Words.

Books are naturally composed of words.

This book is this world!

Wang Baole's eyes also showed his persistence at this moment, and slowly extended his right hand towards the book of destiny.

Palm up.

In an instant, the destiny book turned into streamer, and went straight to Wang Baole's palm, getting smaller and smaller, until it finally fell into his palm, replacing Wang Baole's palm print, and completely integrated with it.

The next moment, wangbaole's right hand palm, carefully grasp.

Like holding a treasure.

He raised his head and saw that there was no starry sky, let alone gods.

There is only endless nothingness, like a black hole without suction, and in this nothingness, in addition to him... There are several figures, in the distance, at a height below him, silently looking at him.

Those figures are led by the little sister. Beside her is the ancestor of the moon star sect, as well as... An old ape and a fox.

For a long time, wangbaole bowed his head, did not look at the little sister's figure, but looked at his palm, which contained

His world.

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This volume ends, and the next volume opens on Monday: I am not immortal!