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Chapter 1180 The lights go out and people go out

"It's not complete." The old man sitting cross-legged beside the coffin at the bottom of the tomb of the Emperor of the Underworld smiled on his face. Although the aura of old age was emitted from his body, the smile was as warm and loving as Wang Baole's memories in the dream.

This gaze fell into Wang Baole's eyes and merged into his heart, making Wang Baole's many sufferings in his heart seem to have been dissolved in the past few years, and the only thing left is peace and tranquility.

"Master..." Wang Baole looked at the figure deep in the tomb of the Emperor of the Underworld, and gradually smiled on his face. He did not ask why it was incomplete, but stood up and walked towards the passage formed by the huge cracks exposed in the black sea water below, step by step.

His figure walked into the Black Sea, into the cracks, into the next layer that was resonated with the way of perception and torn apart. This layer was originally related to cause and effect, but now it cannot be contaminated with Wang Baole's breath, so he lets him walk past and enter another layer.

In this way, he got closer and closer to his master until he arrived at the bottom of the tomb of the Emperor of the Underworld, before the coffin, and in front of the master.

I didn't go to see the coffin, nor did I pay attention to my journey [New     www.xsbiquge.info] when I came, the two figures of men and women appeared on the upper floor, and I didn't care about the two figures. When I looked at me, I was filled with surprise, with vigilance, and with more complexity and reluctance.

None of these matters anymore, because Wang Baole now has only his own master in his eyes.

Gradually approaching, one foot in front of the smiling and kind master, Wang Baole paused, lifted up his clothes, knelt in front of the master, with respect, thanks, and peacefulness, and kowtowed to the master.

All movements are meticulous, although they are slow, but they are very serious and serious.

Ming Kunzi smiled as usual, but there was more emotion, more praise, and more...heartache.

"I regret it a little. Maybe I shouldn't have led you into Mingmeng back then." Ming Kunzi sighed lightly and looked at the disciple in front of him. He saw Wang Baole's pain, his fatigue, his confusion, and his way.

"Master, I don't regret it." Wang Baole raised his head and smiled.

Ming Kunzi shook his head, with more wrinkles on his face, his breath became older, and his eyes became softer and more heartache. He seemed to want to raise his hand to touch Wang Baole's head, but he did not raise it, but moved his eyes away from Wang Baole, looking outside the tomb of the Emperor of the Underworld, outside the River of Styx, the figure of the Void... the figure of another disciple of his own.

When he looked at this figure, his eyes were no longer gentle, but regretful, complex, sad, and even more... helpless, and that figure was also bent down to bow deeply to it in silence.

Finally, Ming Kunzi withdrew his gaze, with a little sigh in his expression. After a while, he looked at Wang Baole again and murmured softly.

"Are you here to take the remains of the Emperor of the Underworld for your senior brother?"

"The remains of the Emperor of the Underworld are of great use to the senior brother. I... want to help him get it." Wang Baole looked at the master and spoke softly.

Ming Kunzi smiled, looked at Wang Baole deeply, and nodded.

"Go and get it."

"Thank you, Master!" Wang Baole stood up and bowed again. The trip went smoothly. He realized his own way and was about to obtain the remains of the Emperor of the Underworld for his senior brother. He even saw the master who he thought was falling.

This made him feel more peaceful and even the idea that he did not intend to stay in the Underworld Sect was shaken at this moment. Although the way was different, if the master and his senior brother were here, then... Wang Baole felt that he should stay.

With this idea, Wang Baole walked towards the coffin. At this moment, the man and woman, two quasi-minded sons were watching him.

At this moment, Chen Qingzi's eyes were also staring at him in the Nine Nethers and Voids above.

At this moment, even the monks of the Underworld who were liberated from the tomb of the Emperor of the Underworld were also aware of it and looked at him!

Wang Baole, who was gathered in all eyes, did not notice that as he approached, the master looked at him with memories and even goodbye.

Because Ming Kunzi did not tell Wang Baole that before Wang Baole came, Chen Qingzi had already arrived and wanted to take away the remains of the Emperor of the Underworld, but he did not agree and refused directly.

That's why Wang Baole came. He didn't want to say this, nor did he want to see a conflict between Wang Baole and Chen Qingzi. Both of them were his disciples. One of them was in reality, followed since childhood, and finally betrayed, lived in pain, until they merged with the laws of heaven and went to another extreme.

One, he was in the dark dream and let him experience everything in his dream. He went to this day and found his own way, but his original intention remained unchanged.

"It's good... it's good." Ming Kunzi murmured in his heart and closed his eyes. He didn't want his youngest disciple to see the scene of his dissipation.

However, Wang Baole's experience made his perception keenness beyond Ming Kunzi's judgment. Almost as Wang Baole walked towards the coffin and was about to approach, Wang Baole suddenly paused, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. His intuition told himself that this matter... was a little wrong!

But he didn't know what was wrong, so he turned around and looked at his master.

It seemed that it was no different at this glance, but after Wang Baole was silent, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and the shadows of his previous life appeared one after another in his body, and even the aura in his natal sword sheath dissipated. After all gathered in his eyes, the light in his eyes shone, but... it was still as usual.

"Don't you go?" I noticed Wang Baole's gaze, Ming Kunzi opened his eyes and spoke gently and kindly.

Wang Baole's steps stopped. At this moment, he was less than half a foot away from the coffin, but this step hesitated because of intuition. Although it was normal to look at the face of his master and asked.

"Master, have you...have you...haven't told your disciple? If I take the remains of the Emperor of the Underworld, will it have any impact on you...?"

Ming Kunzi smiled.

"You kid, Mingmeng is not suspicious. Why do you think more now? You don't have to think too much. Your teacher is not the Emperor of the Underworld. What impact can it have? Go and take it away quickly."

Wang Baole was silent for a moment and suddenly spoke.

"Master, what you said before is not complete, I don't know how to complete it?"

"After taking it, my master will tell you, go." Ming Kunzi smiled in silence and closed his eyes.

Wang Baole frowned, looked at the master, then looked at the coffin of the Emperor of the Underworld. After a few breaths, he suddenly raised his hand and waved it on the storage bag, and a small bottle appeared in his hand!

It's the wishing bottle!

"I make a wish and give me the eyes to see through the truth at this moment!"

As soon as Wang Baole's words came out, Ming Kunzi's eyes suddenly opened, and at the same time, the eyes from above suddenly became solemn, because... at this moment, the wishing bottle radiated out a heat flow, and after it merged into Wang Baole's body, it gathered his eyes, causing black lightning to wander around in his eyes at this moment.

Even the moment when lightning appeared, everything in front of Wang Baole's eyes changed in an instant!

Although it is still the tomb of the Emperor of the Underworld, it is still the coffin, and it is still the master, but... the master's figure is not solid, but illusory... that is the soul body!

Three soul threads spread out on this soul body, connected to the coffin, where there were three soul lamps that Wang Baole could not see before!

The soul lamp is out, and the museum can be opened!

The soul lamp is gone, and the Ming Kun is gone!
Chapter completed!
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