Chapter 1176

"Sound?" Wang Baole was shocked, feeling the words echoing in his mind at the moment, which confirmed his inner guess.

In fact, when he saw the tombstone before, he was thinking about a question: who built this tomb for the emperor of the underworld.

It should not be the Emperor himself, but this possibility is not ruled out, but Wang Baole still feels that it is his descendants, or the people who followed him in the past to build it.

Therefore, the spread of this voice also made Wang Baole's grasp of this trip much greater. After these thoughts flashed in his heart, Wang Baole restrained his inner thoughts and first bowed to the four directions in front of the light door, and then stepped into it.

One step forward, as the eyes blurred, the next moment, a new world appeared in front of Wang Baole. The world was dark, and the earth was filled with fog. From a distance, a tombstone exactly like the upper layer could be seen, but it was shrouded in fog and could not be seen clearly.

The only thing you can see is the countless ghosts rolling in the fog below. These ghosts are not quiet, but seem to form a country in the fog. You can see that there are seven soul countries here. In Wang Baole's position, he can see that these seven soul countries have their own systems and exist in the soul emperor.

Now there are three soul States, fighting each other, making the fog more and more surging, and the roaring voice spread all over the country, and this scene... Made Wang Baole frown slightly.

In fact, everything in the tomb of the Ming emperor looked strange to him, as if it was not as simple as burying bones in a cemetery.

"The magic of the temple is more a retrospect of memory... The first level of refining is more a division of good and evil."

"Why is the tomb of the Emperor Ming so arranged?" Wang Baole was silent. After a while, his eyes showed a fine light. Although he didn't see much now, no matter how he thought, there was a guess in many answers, which always appeared in his mind.

"This place... Is more like a choice..." Wang Baole squinted and remained silent for a long time. He carefully observed the soul country in the fog below. It was obvious that this place had existed for a long time. The soul country fighting in it was like a mortal country, as if it had no beginning and no end, and the fog could not block Wang Baole's eyes, but it was obvious that... It could block the soul here.

In this way, where Wang Baole was, he was very detached, looking down like a God, and he looked at it, frowning again, but he still didn't see how to solve it. He simply shook his body, directly entered the fog, and walked to the seven soul countries.

Wherever he passed, all ghosts here could not detect his breath at all. Wang Baole was like an outsider, walking through this soul world everywhere.

He is not only looking for the entrance, but also observing the soul world. As for the mentality, Wang Baole doesn't need to change it too deliberately. Naturally, he has a divine meaning.

Other people of the Ming sect may be able to do this, but the difficulty is not small. After all, the focus of the gods is related to strength, but the mentality is more important.

It is a calm that should be indifferent to all sentient beings, without emotion, detached, and does not include calculation. It is simple to say, but it is difficult to do it. But for Wang Baole, because of his previous life perception on the destiny star at the beginning, with his understanding and his experience, his mentality has actually reached this level. After all, at that time, if he can put down everything, he can stay on the destiny star and watch the ups and downs of the Tao domain indifferently.

All he needs to do is to observe and record.

After going out, his state of mind has not recovered for a short time. It is his deliberate concealment that has slowly returned to his original appearance. It is regarded as a return from immortals to mortals.

So for Wang Baole at this moment, the change of mind is easy, and at the moment of his transcendent mind, he felt the... Crying in this world, between heaven and earth, in the souls of all living beings, in the boundless fog.

This is indeed crying, as if in sorrow, as if in supplication, as if in telling

Wangbaole stopped, looked up at the fog around, felt the fluctuation of the soul here, and gradually realized his heart completely.

"This crying is due to the boredom and sadness formed after endless death and awakening. The test of this level is to let the disciples of the Ming sect carry out their mission to send these souls into reincarnation."

Wang Baole thought for a moment and sat down cross legged. At this moment, the dark fire in his body exploded and diffused outward. At the same time, he also closed his eyes and whispered softly.

"When heaven and earth separate, fate reincarnates..."

As soon as his words came out, the fire from his body suddenly rose, and suddenly spread around. In an instant, it filled the whole soul world. On this sky, it seemed to merge with the fog, forming a huge figure faintly.

This figure can't be seen clearly, very vague, but it is full of dignity, which seems to suppress everything, as if it can replace reincarnation.

And the appearance of this figure also made the ghosts in the soul country, who were fighting at the moment, shake their bodies, raise their heads blankly, look at the sky, and the soul kings and all souls in seven countries, all of which are looking up at this moment.

Especially the seven soul emperors, their bodies trembled slightly at the moment, and their eyes showed a hint of expectation.

While all the souls in this soul world were staring at the sky, Wang Baole, sitting cross legged in this world, spread the second sentence from his mouth.

"If you want to know the cause of previous lives, the recipient of this life is..."

As soon as this sentence came out, the whole soul world was shaking. The storage bag on wangbaole also opened by itself at the moment. A black robe, a dark boat, and a lamp paddle flashed up one after another at the moment.

The robe fell on Wang Baole's body, shrouding his face. The Ming boat emerged at his feet, lifted his body, and the lamp paddle appeared in front of him, shaking by itself.

And the figure stared by countless souls on the sky is like this at the moment. There are black robes, light paddles, and Ming boats. Its original blur is clearer at the moment.

The soul fire is thicker and fainter. This figure seems to become a vortex, which makes the whole world shake constantly, and makes countless souls show their desire in their eyes.

In particular, the seven soul emperors knelt down to worship at the moment, and then all souls, all the same.

The world shook and countless souls knelt down. Wang Baole's third sentence, spoken from his mouth, echoed in the hearts of all souls here!

"If you want to know the fruit of the afterlife, the person who does it in this life is..."

"Lead, soul!"

The world shook and roared in all directions. Wang Baole's figure on the sky was clearer, as if it had turned into essence. Sitting on the huge ghost boat, he raised his right hand and waved it towards the soul world of the earth. Suddenly, the ghost fire rolled around at this moment, and turned into a Styx river!

Although compared with the Styx river outside, Wang Baole's Styx river is too small, but the breath emanating from it is of the same origin. It is even more in the moment of its emergence that the force of suction spreads and turns into traction, so that in the soul realm, wisps of ghosts who worship it show a look of liberation, fly up and integrate into the Styx river.

Between flying and merging, their faces are blurred, and their five senses gradually disappear. Their bodies are faintly visible, and gradually become soul light. After merging into the Styx, they seem to turn into stars, rendering the Styx, making the Styx more like a star river.

Soon, all the souls of a country were pulled out of the soul world, followed by the second, third, fourth, Fifth

At this time, Wang Baole's body trembled slightly, and his nether fire could not be supported. It seemed that he could not hold on to the traction of the seven soul states here, but he had a feeling that his practice here would affect whether he could obtain the remains of the nether emperor later.

So after silence, Wang Baole didn't open his eyes, but the light of his dark robe shone, and the breath of the dark boat broke out under him. The same was true of the lamp oar in his hand. Finally, all the breath was integrated into... The lamp oar, the lantern tied.

The wick in this lantern was originally dim. At this moment, a spark suddenly appeared, and the next moment... It was lit directly, and the light scattered outward, covering the sixth country and the seventh country, until all souls in this soul realm were dragged into the Styx river.

This boundary is empty!

Light door now!

Wang Baole's eyes slowly opened, his heart understood clearly, got up, took the Styx River, took the souls of the seven countries in it, and stepped into the light gate.