Time passed slowly, and the Tomb of the Underworld was very quiet. Only the soft reverberation of songs gradually soothed Wang Baole's inner sadness, causing all the fatigue in his heart to dissipate at this moment and turned into a deep sleep.
Very safe, very warm, very practical.
The Styx in the outside world seemed to have a spirit, as if it could also feel the song coming from Wang Yiyi, and gradually there were no more waves. Even the countless dead souls in it had now calmed down and no longer roared in pain.
And the Pluto, I wonder if it was also affected, also calmed down, no sound came out, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep.
Looking around, in the entire Jiuyou land, the Styx is quiet, the stars are silent, and everything is peaceful. Only Wang Yiyi's voice seems to emanate from the Styx, echoing throughout the Jiuyou.
"The wind is blowing gently and the birds are chirping. Baby, don't be sad. Go to sleep quickly..."
"The snow falls slowly, the tears fall quietly, the baby is not sad, wakes up and smiles happily..."
This voice was gentle, without the slightest bit of vindictiveness, without the slightest sharpness. It was just as gentle as water, as gentle as the wind... Slowly, it also fell into the center of the endless whirlpool above Jiuyou, where the lonely statue
The figure is in the heart.
This figure is sitting there cross-legged, as if one person is holding up the whirlpool of the starry sky, and one person is suppressing the endless netherworld. His heart, his way, everything about him has become indifferent? But at this moment... as the song sings
After blending in, he slowly opened his eyes, lowered his head and stared at the River Styx.
Time passes little by little? Ten days? Thirty days, a hundred days...
Wang Baole woke up.
When he opened his eyes, there was confusion in his eyes? With reminiscence? He stared blankly above himself at the familiar face staring at him. He saw the tenderness in the eyes on the face? The song was still vaguely echoing in his ears.
Ballad? He seemed to have had a dream.
In the dream? An ancient bronze sword has never appeared in the solar system? In the dream... there are no disputes in the Federation? In the dream... the spiritual energy on the earth is still thin? There are no monks.
In the dream... I was a little fat man, living in a small city, ordinary.
I was admitted to a not very good university, and after graduation, I entered the society and struggled with work and love. Have I experienced failure at work? Have I also experienced the loss of love? Although my body is gradually no longer so fat, but my face is
The vicissitudes of life gradually increased.
He has also married a wife and had children of his own? Like other ordinary people, although his job is not good and his income is not much, if he does not seek wealth and honor, he can still have enough food and clothing. But in the ordinary life, he gradually
Forgetting the dreams of his youth and the sunshine of his youth, he became silent, confused, and mistook unhappiness for happiness. His mind aged earlier than his body.
Until he got older, until his hair turned gray, until he was lying on the hospital bed, looking at the ceiling, some regrets from the past slowly emerged in his mind.
Those regrets have woven his life, but among these regrets, there are some figures that embellish his memories.
There are parents, children, friends, and... all the beautiful figures passing through my life.
In the beautiful shadows, there are my first love, my past wives, people to be grateful to, sighs of regret, and couples who I thought would be together for a long time.
Until the end, what emerged were the scenes of him from youth to old age. He thought...as his eyes closed, it would all end, but at the moment his eyes closed, a light appeared in front of his eyes.
The light was very warm, and it made Wang Baole vaguely realize that he seemed to have been just searching all his life. It was like this in his previous life, and it seems to be like this in this life as well.
Maybe you are looking for someone to be your sustenance.
Or maybe it's not a certain person, but just finding his true self.
This is very contradictory. Just like wanting to resurrect Master, this is right and wrong.
Because that was just his own thought, thinking that if the Master was still here, everything would be fine, but more... In fact, it was his own thoughts that dominated him, and he did not consider the Master's feelings, the Master's fatigue, the Master's
Helpless, Master did not want to see the rebellion.
Just like the way I think is perfect.
Whether destiny is determined or not, whether there is cause and effect, let the ordinary be at peace, let the extraordinary be extraordinary, everything is actually your own thoughts.
Reincarnation is necessary, but fate and cause and effect are not important. Everything, in the final analysis...just follow your heart.
"So Master said that my Tao is not complete yet, because I originally thought that my Tao would allow me to be free, which is right, but in fact... freedom itself may be my Tao."
Wang Baole looked at the face in front of him for a long, long time.
"Your songs are very nice." Wang Baole said softly.
"When I was little, every time I was sad, my mother would hug me like this and sing songs to me..." the young lady said softly.
Scenes of the stories he knew about Wang Yiyi emerged in Wang Baole's heart. He understood the pain the other party had experienced in childhood, and he also understood that the woman in front of him was just a remnant of her soul.
"Thank you." Wang Baole murmured, slowly sat up and stood up, while Wang Yiyi smiled on her face and patted Wang Baole's head gently.
"Xiao Baole, promise me, be happy and smile more." As she said that, she took a deep look at Wang Baole, then turned into a ray of green light and blended into Wang Baole's mask.
"Be happy, smile more...I promise you." Wang Baole murmured, looking around silently, a smile appeared on his face for a long time, this smile looked very real, very real...
But there was no laughter. Wang Baole, who had only this expression, bowed to the place where his master disappeared with this very real smile. With a smile, he turned around and left the Tomb of the Underworld Emperor. With a smile, he walked into
In the River Styx, with a smile, in this River Styx... walk farther step by step.
He did not leave the River Styx, but searched within the River Styx, with a smile on his face, to find his second goal when he entered the River Styx, the Ascending World Disk!
This is a treasure that can make the federal civilization leap forward. It exists in the River Styx.
At the same time, the endless death energy contained in the Styx River is also the nutrient that enhances Wang Baole's soul. As he moves forward, he relaxes his mind. The scabbard of his life sword in his body gradually buzzes, and wisps of death energy gather from all directions, heading towards
He is constantly integrating here.
As we walked further, more and more death energy gathered, and Wang Baole's soul was also absorbed by this, gradually overflowing from the level of Great Perfection, and while moving towards the star field, it also tilted towards Wang Baole's cultivation, making it
The cultivation level of Xingxing in the later period began to reach Dzogchen and gradually improved.
His Star-Sealing Technique is in operation.
The tens of thousands of special stars behind him are slowly transforming into stars. When they all become stars, it means that Wang Baole's cultivation has reached the extreme perfection of stars.
At that time, with a thought, he could make the star map unfold endlessly, forming a... star field!
At that time, he was in the Star Realm!
And it’s still more powerful than ever before… Star Realm!
Because his star field is formed with Dao Heng as the core, Jiudao as the law, and tens of thousands of special stars as the rules... a perfect star field!
Wang Baole's smile remained unchanged. As he walked forward step by step, he saw ruins everywhere in the River Styx, and saw the evil spirits rushing towards him after encountering them one by one.
He walked through the ruins with a smile on his face.
With a smile on his face, he killed the evil spirits one after another. Sometimes he raised his head and looked beyond the River Styx, and when he looked at the figure in the Nine Nether Whirlpool, he still had that very, very real smile on his face.