The turmoil outside the Destiny Star ended quickly. Although everyone was shocked, they finally accepted the fact and looked at Wang Baole differently from before.
Although the guardians from the Lieyan Galaxy respected them before, it was more because of the Lieyan Ancestor, but things were different now. Wang Baole used his fighting power and his momentum to make these stellar monks awe.
In their entire lives, they have never seen any planet that can emit such a terrifying aura like Wang Baole, and... that kind of state that cannot be seen clearly also makes all the stars on the battleship feel in their hearts.
Too much speculation.
Because generally speaking, this situation will only occur if the level gap between each other is too large. For example, gods cannot be looked directly at, because all the rules around the gods will be distorted, and those with insufficient levels will be
, will be strongly affected, and it will be unable to bear the twisted rules. If its cognition is influenced, it will collapse itself.
Wang Baole looked like this just now. Although it was not so exaggerated, he still had this characteristic, and this... was the source that made all the stars shake in their hearts.
Xie Haiyang was equally shocked, but he recovered very quickly. He was even more enthusiastic around Wang Baole than on the way here, but now on the way back, there was someone working harder than him beside him.
This person was Chen Han. He recovered almost quickly, shouting "Dad" one after another, not paying attention to the weird expressions of his defenders and the frowning dissatisfaction of Xie Haiyang.
Wang Baole didn't pay much attention to these, because after setting foot on the battleship, he was thinking about a question.
Where do you want to go?
According to the plan when he arrived, after attending the birthday banquet, he wanted to return to the Flame Galaxy to resume his life. He also planned to return to the Earth Federation to see his parents and friends.
But after realizing the trials of his previous life and knowing most of the truth, Wang Baole's thoughts changed. Especially... he experienced a crisis in which he almost lost his body.
Although he knew that in his previous life, he was a black wooden board with a mysterious origin, and that he finally gave birth to true spiritual wisdom as a gift from Sun De, Wang Baole did not think that he could not be taken away.
At the same time, he had another guess.
"I am a black board, but the black board...is not necessarily me!"
"The black wooden board can be reincarnated and immortal, but I am not necessarily...that is to say, I am the spirit born on it, and I can be erased, just like the spirit of the magic weapon."
"The weapon spirit has been erased. Although the magic weapon is damaged, it has little impact. Just replace it with another weapon spirit and slowly run it in. Or if you don't change it, with the warming and maintenance, the magic weapon itself will still be able to survive in some special environments.
New weapon spirits can be born..."
"The new weapon spirit that was born is me, but not me." Wang Baole was silent, perhaps because he came into contact with weapon refining in the first place. For this, Wang Baole had his own logic and judgment.
He knew very well that the greed and malice of the bloody centipede towards him were very strong. Maybe it wouldn't be long before he would face the opponent's appearance and seizure of his body, just like the magic weapon had changed its spirit.
"If the black wooden board is regarded as a magic weapon, and my previous life was a weapon spirit, then... there is a problem involved here. I should be able to show the power of the three-foot black wood!"
"With three feet coming, you can suppress all living beings in the vast Dao Realm..." Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. He understood this clearly, but he also understood... At this moment, he was not able to control the black wooden board.
There are two reasons involved. One is that only he in this life can truly integrate the memories of all lives. In his previous life, no matter whether he was a zombie, a resentful soldier, or a little white deer, he could not do this.
Therefore, under Wang Baole's analysis, he felt that this might be an opportunity to start taking control of the black board.
Another reason is that although it seems that my own spiritual intelligence has been born for a long time and has experienced several lives, compared with the countless years on this black wooden board, I am just a part of it, and may not even be considered a baby.
newborn.
Therefore, it is extremely difficult to master the black wooden board.
So...the most important thing in front of him now is to control the black wooden board and how to resist the bloody centipede from seizing the body. And after thinking about it, all he can do is to improve his cultivation!
Only by becoming stronger can you resolve everything.
"The Star Realm is no longer difficult for me. Even now, if I want to, I can be promoted immediately... But although this kind of promotion is quite powerful, it is still a bit inferior." Wang Baole pondered with his eyes open. He wanted to
The star realm is the shining star of thousands of stars, supporting its own star.
To do this, he needs more stars!
Special stars!
"We still have to go to...the Land of the Fallen Stars!" After Wang Baole pondered, his eyes showed determination, and he immediately sent a spiritual message to Xie Haiyang, telling him the coordinates of a starry sky.
This coordinate is the entrance to the Land of Starfall where he originally went.
After arriving there, there is no need for a token. Wang Baole believes that the paper figures in the Land of Starfall can feel themselves. The reason for this is because the token was left to Zhao Yameng when Wang Baole left the Federation as one of the foundations of the Federation.
At this moment, as the divine thoughts came out, Xie Haiyang immediately responded to the order, and soon the battleship group that stayed outside the Destiny Star began to roar, roaring towards the coordinates given by Wang Baole, and was gradually leaving the scope of the Destiny Star System.
At the same time, Wang Baole's thinking continued. This time, what he was thinking about was... Luo!
"I like the world of this second ring, it is mine..." Wang Baole murmured, repeating Luo's words. It was hard for him to imagine that a powerful person with indifferent eyes and seemingly no emotion would say this
The word "like" comes out.
However, in the memories in his mind, he clearly felt that what Luo said was true.
Wang Baole was silent because he thought of the stories Wang Yiyi's father and Sun De told about demons, monsters, and half-gods and half-immortals. The ending of that story was that Luo's fingers were cut off one by one.
, until everyone gathers their strength to kill Luo!
These stories obviously took place after the time point I saw in my first life.
"And Luo's seal on the black wooden board, from the ordinary seal at the beginning, to the one-finger seal, and finally even at the expense of his entire left arm to seal..."
"Why is he like this? Is he afraid of the black board, or... to protect the world he likes?" Wang Baole couldn't figure it out, but he thought of Luo's last question to himself, whether he knew what it felt like to like him.
This made Wang Baole even more silent, and the young lady's voice also echoed in Wang Baole's mind at this moment.
"Fat man, you have been affected. Like often means possession."
"If you like butterflies, would you rather watch them fly freely, or turn them into a specimen and clamp them in a book?"
Wang Baole was shocked. After carefully tasting the young lady's words, he whispered softly.
"It's not good, because I don't like butterflies, I like you."
"Damn fat man, I'm talking to you about business!" the young lady snorted.
"What I'm talking about is serious!" Wang Baole blinked and coughed. He found that the young lady was the best modifier for his mood. It could soothe his mood to the greatest extent, but he had changed his mind and wanted to continue to soothe him.
When he was in a mood, he left the Destiny Galaxy with the battleship group he was in...
The moment he left, a sense of crisis slightly appeared in Wang Baole's mind, causing him to raise his head and look into the distance. He saw... in the distant starry sky, an immovable meteorite that seemed to be suppressed.
On top, sitting cross-legged, was a middle-aged man wearing black clothes and holding a long sword.
This man's body was emitting a strong wave. At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the battleship group where Wang Baole was, but he seemed not to feel Wang Baole, so at this moment, the corner of his mouth still showed a condescending smile, and there was calmness in his mouth.
There was a cold and arrogant voice in it.
"Wang Baole, thank you for helping me preserve your head for so long. Now you can give it to me."