A World Worth Protecting

  Wang Baole's mind bounced, and the whole person's mind was set off a huge wave. Originally, based on his cultivation and experience, it was impossible to be so easily shaken.

  But... the scene before him completely surpassed his expectations, so that Wang Baole's mind had some cognitive confusion at this moment.

  Di Ling's appearance was exactly the same as him.

  The answer represented by Wang Baole made Wang Baole feel short of breath.

And time was too late for him to think too much. At this moment, he took a deep look at the face of Emperor Ling after the mask that turned into paper fell off, and Wang Baole’s body had already been retreating, hitting the golden giant behind him. Online.

  As a loud noise came out, the big golden net was directly knocked through a gap by Wang Baole. His body was like a flash of lightning, retreating in a flash, breaking the net.

The speed is so fast that it reaches its extreme in an instant, and disappears into the red mist of the outside world in a blink of an eye. Even when flying out, Wang Baole’s cultivation base is introverted, and all his breath is completely hidden, so that those who chase out from the net Emperor Ling, after chasing for a certain distance, lost the trace of Wang Baole.

  As if unable to continue to lock, after searching for some time, it slowly calmed down, merged into the red mist one by one, disappeared.

  Wang Baole here, after hiding his aura, is fast in the red mist, as if he has an accurate target, but in fact, at this moment, the face of Emperor Spirit that emerged in his mind can not be erased at all.

   "This is not right!"

  "First...According to my previous judgment, the Emperor Spirit is the fourth step that is incomplete, or to be precise, the Emperor Spirit should be a puppet-like existence, and its source...is the Emperor himself."

   "Then it can be inferred that the Emperor Spirit should be part of the Emperor."

"This also explains why there are so many fourth steps here. After all, with the realm of the emperor, one hundred thousand spiritual thoughts can be split into one hundred thousand vast realms, so... there are so many puppets, also There is no accident."

  "As for why it is exactly like me...There are two possibilities." Wang Baole's eyes narrowed, and there was a sharp light hidden in his eyes.

"The first possibility is that in the 100,000 vast Dao realms dispersed by the Emperor in order to resist the Five Elements and Wood Tribulation, except for the stele realm where I am, the other 99,999 Dao realms are all due to Its ultimate success turned into his Taoist fruit."

   "Every Tao fruit is an emperor here. The reason why it looks the same as me is because... If it weren’t for an accident, I should also be a part of them. They are me, and I am them..."

  Wang Baole was silent. He thought this calculation was reasonable, but he couldn't help it because he didn't know why, and a second possibility emerged.

   "What does the emperor's body look like...will it be exactly the same as me..." Wang Baole didn't want or dared to think about this possibility, so he took a deep breath after being silent for a long time.

"This second possibility is just my random thoughts, it shouldn't be true...it must not be true!" Wang Baole closed his eyes, and when he opened it soon, he buried all thoughts in his heart, and with a wave of his right hand, he would be put into his cuff. The happy young man inside was released.

When the young man appeared, he was at a loss, and then remembered the previous scene. His complexion changed wildly and he looked right and left. After finding that there were no emperor spirits around, he froze for a while, and let out a sigh of relief. It was the shock of perceiving that Wang Baole was unscathed here.

   "Senior..."

  "Tell me, what is the ancient person you were talking about before, and how to enter the world you are in!" Wang Baole looked at the young man with a calm tone and spoke slowly.

  Wang Baole’s calm words put a lot of pressure on this young man. At this moment, he has completely understood that the person in front of him is not an ancient person awakening, but from the outside world, and is powerful to the degree of horror.

  Kill yourself, I am afraid that one look is enough.

  For such an existence, young people dare not conceal the slightest, nor dare to move any distracting thoughts. They can only do their best to put on a well-behaved appearance and tell all they know.

  The young man didn't know Yuanyu Dakong, nor the world he was in. Looking at it from the outside world, there were one hundred and eight universes. In his knowledge, there was only one continent here.

  The continent is endless, and few people are rumored to have reached the end of the world.

  But this is a world where few people have come to the end, but it is not one level. According to the cognition of young people from childhood to large, the world is divided into three levels.

  The first layer is called the sleeping world.

  The second layer is called the world.

  The third layer is called the Burial World.

  The place where he lives is on the second floor. As for the first floor, it is a legend to him. When he has never been, he also said that it is the world where the Emperor Spirit lives.

  As for the area where you are now, according to the youth, it is between the second and third floors, and further down is the burial world, while the ancients came from the burial world.

  There are many legends about the burial world. The most widely spread one is the world that used to be. It is not the same as it is now. There are thousands of ways to contend, and the strong are like clouds.

  But in an unknown catastrophe, everything in the past was buried, so a burial world was formed, in which not only civilization, but also the monks from the beginning were buried.

  Although most of the monks are turned into dead bones, some are still dormant after all. They wake up one after another, leave the burial world, and wander into the second world.

  These people are all called ancients, and each of them is very powerful.

   "So, these ancients, they formed a third-party main power in the second world. We call their power...Ancient City."

  "The other two main forces are the seven emotions based on happiness, anger, worry, grief, fear and terror, the seven mainstays formed, and the six desires as the cultivation of hearing, hearing, tongue and touch, these six desire cities.

   "Senior, I am a monk who comes from the seven emotions and is happy."

   "As for the previous singers, they are one of the six desires, monks in the city of listening desires!"

   "Because I am the Lord of Hidden Paths and suppressed by the Lord of Hearing Desires, I like the decline of one of my branches, and all branches can only hide and survive."

"As for how to get out of here and go to the second world, it's very simple for me and others. You only need to inspire the rules of the Taoist law and you can be led by the rules." The young man said here and took a peek at Wang Baole. Hesitate to speak and stop.

  Wang Baole was thoughtful. He tried many methods before, but he couldn't leave this foggy area. What he sees now is that the rules are different and he cannot be attracted.

  While Wang Baole was meditating, the young man seemed to weigh it up, gritted his teeth severely, and suddenly spoke.

  "Seniors must enter the second world and have to cultivate the rules that meet the requirements. The younger generations are willing to separate their own joys, turn them into seeds, and present them to the seniors for their practice and insights."