Chapter 1289

Wang Yiyi's injury, in the end, what is it, why it comes from, why it is as strong as the supreme King's father, can't be cured, only immortals can.

Although Wang Baole is not clear about this, he also speculates.

"Maybe it has something to do with Luo." Wang Baole murmured in his heart that there was no answer to this matter unless Wang Fu told him.

But Wang Baole didn't believe... It was really a coincidence that he appeared in the stone tablet circle.

Because... If there is no Wang Yiyi's arrival and his father's appearance, even if the stone tablet world is transformed by Luo's right hand, it will be difficult for him to win the battle with emperor shennian in the end.

High probability, he should be the same as his senior brother chenqingzi.

At the same time, even if there is a small probability, if you really succeed in defeating the emperor's mind, you will not be able to escape and become a weapon.

It can be said that the biggest variable here is the arrival of Wang Yiyi's father and daughter, except for the fossil monument of Luo Shousuo. Therefore, if this is not related to Luo, Wang Baole does not believe it.

In particular, he already knew that Luo had killed back to Weiyang Daoyu after the war with Gujiao, and fell down after the war with the emperor. So... Is it possible that Luo, who had gathered most of the immortals and reached his peak state before the war with the emperor, left an introduction.

This introduction is the origin of Wang Yiyi's injury, and it is this introduction that enables him to still let Wang Fu come here to find immortals after falling for endless years.

So as to bury a thread of murder for the emperor after several years.

Whether the truth is like this, Wang Baole doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know, which is not important.

Because no matter what, the treatment of Wang Yiyi was his choice without complaint and regret. At this moment, when waving, his body shook slightly, and there was a fuzzy overlap. Soon, a figure came out of him.

This figure is Wang Baole, but it looks younger. If you look carefully, it seems that from this figure, you can see the whole growth process of babies, teenagers and youth.

At the same time, it also contains everything from previous lives.

It seems that from now on this time node, all moving forward converge in this figure, which finally makes this figure blurred, like a black light mass.

Looking sideways at his body, which represents the past, Wang Baole stared for a long time, and finally smiled. His right hand was raised, and an illusory long sword suddenly appeared on his head.

This sword is the bronze ancient sword that stabbed into the sun, but obviously, as the stone tablet world integrated into Wang Baole's palm, this sword... Has also changed.

"Cut it." Wang Baole spoke softly, and the moment the words fell, the bronze ancient sword suddenly fell, directly in the middle of Wang Baole and his past body.

What seems to be chopped in nothingness can be broken... Is Wang Baole and all the causes and effects of his past.

There seemed to be thunder roaring, as if lightning broke out, the starry sky all around trembled strongly, and the whirlpool was hit. Wang Baole's body trembled slightly. When he looked, his past body had no connection with himself.

Waving, the past turned into a black light and went straight... The king who bit his lower lip walked away.

Wang Yiyi wanted to hide, but she couldn't.

Because at the moment, she seems to exist, but in fact... Everything about her is in a bead. With the arrival of the black light representing Wang Baole's past body, Wang Yiyi's unreal body exposed outside disappears, and the bead is exposed. This black light instantly integrates into the bead.

At the next moment, the beads broke.

A body with flesh and blood, now nourished by the black light of Wang Baole's past body, is slowly forming. Finally, what appears in Wang Baole's eyes is the real body of the little sister.

Perfect, flawless.

But it's more like a painting, lacking life.

Wangbaole took a deep breath, and the next moment, his body blurred again, and soon came out of the second figure.

As soon as this figure appears, the white light will be bright and endless. That is the future.

Inside, countless illusory pictures flashed by, including happiness, sadness, standing on the sky, and the sigh of burying Jiuyou. These countless pictures, constantly shining, made this figure more bright and radiant.

Glancing at his future body, it was obvious that this time in the staring time, there was too much less past, as if Wang Baole didn't care about the future.

It seemed that he cared more about his past, so he quickly withdrew his eyes, raised his right hand and fell again.

Roar again, long sword cut, broken... Future.

Wang Baole's body trembled again, and his face was slightly pale. Although he soon recovered, his figure seemed to become much thinner.

Looking up, he saw his future body turned into white light, went straight to the little sister's real body, shrouded it, and slowly integrated into his body, so that Wang Yiyi's body slowly appeared vitality.

Wang Baole smiled and stared at Wang Yiyi deeply. In his eyes, Wang Yiyi's past and future are intertwined, but they are not integrated.

There is a sense from Wang Yiyi's noumenon, which seems to be trying to prevent and repel

"This heart is enough." Wang Baole smiled happily, his hands slowly closed in front of him, and whispered.

"Fate..."

As his words spread out, as his hands folded, in an instant, Wang Yiyi's past and future erupted directly in his body, and instantly melted together.

Two lights, one black and one white, now blend together, but they don't turn into gray.

But colorful and colorful.

Because this is fate.

Fate is not unchangeable.

Fate is not the same.

In the fusion of these two colors, it is also filled with Wang Baole's obsession, which keeps it alive and full of vitality, and contains a fairy rhyme.

"Here you are." Wang Baole whispered, and the colorful light burst out in Wang Yiyi's body, covering his whole body, and a wave of soul also spread at this moment.

The old ancestor of yuexingzong beside him had a complex heart, but he was excited. He felt the spiritual fluctuation of the little Lord at the moment. He knew that the little Lord... Was about to wake up.

The old ape and the little fox are also silent at the moment, but the former is in silence. When he looks at Wang Baole, his eyes are sighing, and the latter... Is shocked.

Just... After more than ten breaths, the fluctuation of soul power on Wang Yiyi became more and more intense, but he didn't wake up, and even had the sign of stopping. This scene made the ancestor of the moon star sect a little anxious.

"Don't you want to wake up..." Wang Baole sighed lightly, his eyes became softer and softer, and he looked up at the nothingness behind Wang Yiyi, where... At the moment, there was a lonely boat slowly coming.

The figure standing on it gradually emerged.

"Master!" At the moment of seeing this figure, the ancestor of yuexingzong immediately bowed his head and worshipped deeply.

The old ape and the little fox also bowed their heads one after another.

The figure raised his feet and walked out of the boat. First, he nodded to the ancestor of the moon star and the old ape fox. Then he stood beside Wang Yiyi, raised his right hand and gently touched Wang Yiyi's eyebrows.

"Yiyi, don't you wake up?"

Wang Yiyi's body suddenly shook, her eyelashes trembled, her tears flowed, and she slowly opened them for a long time. The first thing she saw was not her father, but the... White figure in the distance.

Wang's father didn't care. He fondled his daughter's head and turned to Wang Baole. When he turned and looked at Wang Baole, he looked solemn and hugged his fist... And bowed to Wang Baole.

"Thank you, Taoist friend!"

"You're welcome, elder. I'll leave first." Wang Baole lowered his head, whispered, turned and walked towards the starry sky. His figure was lonely.

There is no past, no future. Originally, he had a senior brother, but the senior brother has fallen. At the moment, he seems to have nothing else except the world in the palm of his hand.

Looking at Wang Baole's back, Wang Yiyi's body trembled slightly. Just about to open her mouth, her father gently spread words.

"Baole, the soul of your elder martial brother chenqingzi was saved by me before breaking up. Now the cultivation is over. Do you want to paint his soul face and turn into the afterlife?"

Walking towards Wang Baole in the distance, his body suddenly shook, suddenly turned around, looked at Wang Yiyi's father, his body trembling, towards each other, deeply... A bow.

"Thank you, master!!"