A World Worth Protecting

On the second level of meditation - to lead the soul, Wang Baole is more familiar in this half-month of cultivation, but the success rate is still not enough, let alone as an attack.

This point, Wang Baole understands that it is caused by self-cultivation. After all, this is the practice of Jie Dan.

What he needs is not to display the method of inducing the soul, but to use this method to increase the effectiveness of the fire, to make the fire overlap, and to prepare for his own knot.

Today, he has already overlapped the fire to 63 or so. Every time, the explosion is strong, and he is much higher than him! !

At the same time, the minimum standard for the disciples of the celestial ancestors is that the fire overlaps thirty-six, and the current Wang Baole is far beyond, but he feels that he can still stack!

In this cultivation, Wang Baole also forgot the three souls that he was thrown into the fantasy array until the time limit of a monthly resentment given by the master, which has slowly arrived, so after seven days have passed, Finally, the fire was superimposed on the seventy-eight Wang Baole, and suddenly remembered the task assigned by the Master.

"It seems like I forgot something..." Wang Baole blinked, and some guilty looked at the formation.

"I remember that it seems to be adjusted to the outside world for a day, and it will last for 10,000 years..." Wang Baole coughed and wondered that the three souls all had dreams after all. Although they almost forgot them, after all... still Think of it, so it is not a mistake.

After thinking about it, Wang Baole suddenly felt a lot of peace, so he came to the front of the fantasy array, and his right hand lifted the shackles. He pressed the film in front of him, and suddenly he saw a flower in front of him, like a **** swim, the soul went out and entered the magic array. Inside, go and bring the three souls out.

The first thing he went to was the magical array where the little boy was.

This is a world without a monk, a certain degree, similar to the kingdom of Wang Baole's dream, a society similar to the one before the millennium, peace is the main theme of the whole world.

The city where the little boy is located is a metropolis in this world. During the day, people come and go, bustling, and the night is full of luxuries.

When Wang Baole came, it was the early morning of this world, the sun was shining, and a vehicle on the ground continued to shuttle between the scenes. Wang Baole’s figure appeared in a school district in the city.

"According to my induction, the little devil is here." Wang Baole floated in the air, touched the chin, began to search, did not wait for him to find how long, he saw a small road below, a seven or eight-year-old The boy, dressed in a school uniform, carrying a huge, extremely heavy school bag... was crying and sulking, moving slowly.

Behind him, followed by a pair of middle-aged men and women, apparently the parents of the little boy, the two with a thicker bag in their hands, while walking, while constantly smashing with the little boy.

This scene is very warm. After Wang Baole saw it, he was more gratified. He felt that although he was late, he could have a family of three, and he couldn’t help but think of his aunt.

But when I think about it, Wang Baole stunned. He found that his parents were very vague about their parents in reality, but they were very clear about their loved ones in the federal dream.

This makes Wang Baole somewhat confused, instinctively looked around, this world, too real, whether it is the breeze blowing, or the sound of the dust in the distance, people can not find the slightest sense of illusion from the senses. .

Just when Wang Baole felt a little weird here, the little boy family came close from a distance, and their voices slowly came and fell into Wang Baole’s ears.

"Xiao Bao, you have to learn to know, don't always think about playing, always thinking about playing games, always thinking about spending money, and when you grow up, we will not care about you!"

"Don't talk about children, Xiaobao, your dad is also good for you, you are still a child, today is your birthday, so I discussed it with your father. After you are out of school today, it is easier, just make up eight lessons, then If you make twenty more rolls and recite fifty ancient poems, you can eat cakes!"

"Xiao Bao, you are a young age, don't always sigh, cherish your time at school. After all, now you are graduating from elementary school, there are still 30,000 years, I have discussed with your father, your future middle school twenty For thousands of years, we will find a better supplementary class for you!"

The little boy’s eyes were stunned. He listened to his aunt’s words, and he cried, but the tears were gone, the eyes were dark, and the whole person was on the verge of collapse and despair. He didn’t know how he was. I have been through these more than 200,000 years... almost every day, he has to go to school, make up classes, make papers, and recite all kinds of knowledge...

Day after day, year after year... Under the care of parents, accompanied by parents, constantly learning, learning, learning...

He thought about rebellion and thought about struggles. But no matter what method was used, even if he committed suicide, he would wake up again the next morning, as if nothing had happened, continue to learn, continue to make up classes...

The only thing that supported him was that he remembered that all of this was a fake. I remember that one day, Wang Baole would take him away, but he waited, waited for more than 200,000 years, and did not wait.

Listening to the words of the little boy's parents, Wang Baole looked strange, and my heart was shocked. Looking at the miserableness of the little boy, he also had some sympathy, so he coughed.

This cough came out, and suddenly the whole world stood still, all things, all motionless, only him and the little boy, everything as usual.

The little boy didn't notice it at first, carrying his schoolbag, bitter face, and stunned forward, but after a few steps, he felt that something was wrong. He looked up and looked around. When he saw Wang Baole's figure, he suddenly paused. I was so excited that I rushed to the ground and burst into tears.

"Master, you can come! I am wrong, you take me away, I don't want to be here, I don't want to make up the class, I want to go back to the spirit, the owner asks you to take me away..."

The little boy cried with incomparable misery, and even worried that Wang Baole would ignore it. He actually hugged Wang Baole's thigh and cried louder.

At the end of the day, Wang Baole could only put on a helpless look, took the boy out of this film, and then considered it, and went to the world where the old ghost who claimed to be the national teacher.

The vastness of this world is beyond the little boy. The starry sky is endless here. It is very similar to the outside world. There are even monks and strong people here, but even if it is stronger, when Wang Baole comes in, there is no People can perceive the slightest, and even their own authority, so that Wang Baole can make this world collapse with only one thought.

And when he entered this world of fantasy, he found the old ghost who once worked as a national teacher. This old guy is...running!

Crazy escape, even if the body is very embarrassed, the hair is scattered, but his speed is amazing, it seems to fight hard, fight all the escape.

Behind him, there are countless chasers who have countless monks, a large number of airships, densely packed, and chasing.

It can be seen that these monks and airships do not belong to a camp. If you identify them carefully, you can see that they belong to at least ten forces.

If it is just chasing, Wang Baole is at most surprised, but this pursuit is different, making Wang Baole look very strange... those chasing people, while chasing, are shouting, and between each other They are full of hostility and seem to be fighting for.

"National teacher, your old man is old, run slowly, don't hurt your body."

"National teacher does not leave, our country can not do without you, thousands of people, can not be without you!"

"National division, the emperor has already made a decree. If you don't go back, he will commit suicide..."

"National division, we have discovered a new star field, there are thousands of civilizations, waiting for your old man to be a national teacher!"

These chasers shouted one by one. When the voice spread all over the place, the old ghosts who were fleeing in front of them, the whole man's hair was scattered, and he was going crazy. His eyes were red and red, and he was embarrassed.

"All for me, I am not a national teacher, you are a national teacher, your family is a national teacher!!" He said here, tears flowed down again, sadness to the extreme.