A World Worth Protecting

The mountain gate remained the same, but it was a little better than the empty space before. Obviously, it was not only Wang Baole who returned to the mountain gate during the first time of the night.

Around him, a number of silhouettes turned out one after another, and several blurred silhouettes could also be seen on the mountain further away, passing by.

However, although the number of people is a bit more than when they arrived yesterday, most of the monks of the Chord Sect are withdrawn, and there are few people who communicate with each other.

Wang Baole looked like this, and walked towards his own cave house, continuing to study his own rules of hearing desires.

And time, also in Wang Baole's practice and perception, slowly passed, and a month passed in a blink of an eye.

During this month, Wang Baole was not all in the Dongfu, and Yushanmen also walked around. Although the monks of the Chord Sect were indifferent, he still had some contacts with the neighbors next to the Dongfu while Wang Baole's rules of joy were pervading.

This neighbor is named Chen Ling.

In the practice of the Law of Listening Desire, he is at the middle and lower levels of Chord.

Through communication with Chen Ling, Wang Baole finally had a deeper understanding of Chord Sect. He knew that there are two sons in Chord Sect.

One is Yue Lingzi and the other is Shi Lingzi.

The former Wang Baole had seen him playing in the city of Tingyu, and the latter was the blood-covered, indifferent middle-aged monk he saw after he walked into the mountain gate.

These two are the gods of the chord school. They have cultivated the law of hearing desire to a very high level. In the realm, they have reached the movement. They are also famous throughout the city of hearing desire.

Above them is the Sect Master of the Chords Sect. The Sect Master’s law of hearing desire has reached its peak, reaching the level of the heavens. It is just a retreat all year round and rarely appears. On weekdays, Yue Lingzi is responsible for the sect affairs .

In the entire chord school, these three are considered high-level, and under them are the five elders, each of whom has a complete music, and each has the authority of part of the chord school.

The melody practitioners are considered core disciples, and the number is about hundreds, while the note practitioners can only be regarded as beginner disciples, with the largest number, occupying more than 90%.

Such as Wang Baole and Chen Ling, both are like this, and the noise...there are very few in the Chord Sect, this type of people either quickly promoted to the note, or they are not qualified to walk through the night and worship the mountain gate.

Knowing the structure of the sect, although it is not very helpful to practice, but the understanding of the level of the sect makes Wang Baole better set the direction.

But what made him feel depressed was the practice in the past month. Although he had realized 14 more notes, it was almost 30 in total, but except for the earliest Gudong, all the others were that sound.

This made Wang Baole helpless, and at the same time very at a loss. He felt that he should be regarded as having a very high aptitude for comprehending the law of hearing desire, otherwise, it would not be possible to have so many notes in a short time.

But this qualification seems a bit crooked...

"I really don't believe it!"

Wang Baole's face was ugly, with a touch of unwillingness in his eyes.

"If you want to get more notes, you still have to walk into the world of the law of listening desire." After hesitating, he walked out of the cave in the night, flew out of the volcano, and disappeared into the night. .

The world of the law of hearing desire is Wang Baole's last hope. He wondered that in that world full of weird existence, he must be able to perceive other notes.

With such persistence, Wang Baole galloped in this night for a long time, until he was completely far away from the sect, and he observed that no other monks existed around him, and then he started the previous method to swallow the weird existence attracted by him in an instant. .

With the integration, as the law of appetite in his body was sealed again, the law of hearing desire was also nourished in it, and it seemed that there was a new note, which was brewing.

In this way, as time passed day by day, Wang Baole's devouring was always proceeding cautiously, and as the power of the law of hearing desires gradually deepened, new notes gradually formed in his body.

However, his complexion was getting harder to look day by day. Until a month and a half later, Wang Baole stood on a plain. In the disappearance of a large number of weird existences around him, he felt the sixty-seventh notes that appeared in his body. He touched his divine mind numbly.

puff……

When the familiar voice echoed in his mind, Wang Baole's face twitched, and he was silent for a long time, with a touch of decisiveness in his eyes.

"It must be related to the ontology!"

"Since I can't perceive other notes... then this one note is not impossible!" Wang Baole took a deep breath, suddenly lifted his right hand, and grabbed the nothingness beside him.

Suddenly, there was a slippery feeling in his hands, as if there was a fish-like creature. Although he could not see it, he was actually caught in his hands.

No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get out of Wang Baole's palm, and Wang Baole didn't pay attention to what was in his hand. At this moment, he turned a note in his body to make it emit a sound, forming the power of the law of hearing desire, and passing it into the weird object in his hand.

With a reverberating pop, the strange thing in Wang Baole's hand suddenly shook, and it seemed to freeze, but it quickly returned to normal, which made Wang Baole's expression even more ugly.

Although this was not the first time he tried the power of the desire to listen to his own notes, he was still a little disappointed. During the period of worshipping into the Chord Sect, especially the communication with Chen Ling, he knew that other masters had mastered the main notes. A monk, often with the sound of a note and the power of the law of hearing desire, can kill this kind of weird thing in his hand.

But here, a note passed, only to make the other party stiff.

In the silence, Wang Baole had given up imagining and could realize the ideal of various types of notes. Instead, with the cold light flashing in his eyes, he simply began to overlap and compress the more than 60 notes in his body!

If the power of one is not enough, then add one, if it is not enough, then add ten, one hundred...

Wang Baole completely abandoned the path of normal melody. He wanted to see if there was only one note, if it was superimposed on hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands, whether it could form a purer explosive force.

Thinking of this, there were two notes in Wang Baole's body that overlapped instantly, and then ten. Soon, there were only two notes left in his body.

One is Gudong.

One is sixty-six identical notes, which form a deformed note after being overlapped.

"Look then, what's the current power!" Wang Baole squinted, looked down at the alive and strange thing he was holding in his hand, and gently touched the sixty-six notes in his body.

puff!

It was still the sound, but it seemed to contain an indescribable feeling. At the moment of emancipation, Wang Baole clearly saw that on his right hand, he could only feel the place where the strange things that could not be seen were located, unexpectedly. Distorted a bit, and vaguely, he really seemed to see an ugly black fish covered in eyes, caught in his hand.

In the next instant, all eyes of this fish suddenly widened, and in that instant... burst open!

That popping sound is just...poof!

Flesh and blood splattered.