"I've seen it..." Wang Baole muttered in his heart, thinking that he had seen all the other party's limbs, torso, and head.

It's just that this kind of look is a bit weird.

"So, what do you want to tell me now when your consciousness communicates with me?" Wang Baole put away his mind and spoke slowly. According to his judgment, the appearance of the Lord of Seven Emotions is definitely not for no reason, but it must be that there are some things to communicate with him.

"I occasionally saw that I could enter the listening world and be curious, and then the divine thoughts came, and there was nothing special." The response to Wang Baole was the faint voice of the Seven Emotions Lord as usual.

Wang Baole raised his eyebrows. Although the first law he came into contact with after coming to this second level of world was the law of joy, if the other party's words were hidden, his lack of closeness was not enough to support his patience. So after hearing the words of the Lord of Qihui, Wang Baole smiled and his body shook. His figure in this world of listening world was gradually blurred, as if he was about to leave this place.

"Since you are happy that the Lord is just curious, then we will talk about it if we have time in the future."

While speaking, Wang Baole's figure was in this blur, as if it was about to leave this world, while the Lord of Seven Emotions was silent, until Wang Baole's figure completely disappeared, no sound came.

Wang Baole returned to the dark night and showed doubts in his eyes.

"Are you really just curious?" Wang Baole pondered and pressed this matter in his heart. This night passed slowly as Wang Baole transformed into a strange thing and integrated into the listening world.

At this moment, shortly after he returned to the night, the horizon in the distance turned white. Soon, the night was replaced by the day, and Wang Baole's figure also teleported to dissipate.

When he appeared, he was already in Tingyu City and returned to the restaurant with a calm expression. Although he did not find Shi Lingzi that night, his harvest was extremely amazing.

First, he determined the direction of his law of listening to desire, knew the abilities he had now, and had a deep understanding and understanding of the strange things in the listening world.

As for the Lord Xi, Wang Baole had a premonition that the other party's appearance was not just curiosity, and there must be other things.

"She is not in a hurry, so naturally I am not in a hurry." Wang Baole didn't care much about this matter. On the one hand, he asked the restaurant manager to continue to collect incomplete music scores, and on the other hand, he opened the harvested storage bags one by one and searched them.

As the storage bags were opened one after another, Wang Baole's expression became more and more surprising. These storage bags came from the monks of the three sects, and each monk had some of the assets in the storage bags.

For example, here the music score, Wang Baole obtained thirteen pictures, all of which were complete music scores.

As for the incomplete music scores, there are many, most of them are original versions, not engraved. In addition, magic tools and elixirs are even more diverse, which makes Wang Baole very excited to watch.

Immediately take out the music scores and start to understand the notes.

In this way, the days passed day by day until ten days passed.

During these ten days, every night, Wang Baole transformed into a strange and appeared outside. Any monk he encountered could not escape the catastrophe of his storage bag being plundered. There were even a few of them who were his old customers...

While he was gaining amazing results, among the disciples of the three sects, a rumor about the terrifying thieves in the night swept across the three sects like a storm. Even in Tingyu City, many people knew about it and talked a lot.

"Have you heard that a crazy person appeared during this period. Although this person has a very high cultivation level, he only stared at the storage bag..."

"Everyone is careful, these days are not peaceful and there are thieves."

"I heard that most of the monks of the three sects had encountered that thief. Since this thief has such a high level of cultivation, why should he stare at the storage bag?"

During the day, Wang Baole could hear discussions from everyone in the restaurant, and in the dark, he could also hear similar words in his own sect.

Every time at this time, he looked as normal, as if the other party was not talking about him at all. Even when he met his neighbor in the cave, after the other party also informed him of this, Wang Baole sighed and said that he had encountered it, in return for some sympathy.

Perhaps it was because of the thief, or perhaps the desire for warning was reduced, and the number of cultivators of the three sects who slowly went out at night was too small, and most of the disciples of the three sects had returned to their previous life of seclusion.

This caused Wang Baole's plunder to stop. Sometimes he turned into a strange and searched for a long time in one night, and at most he could only encounter three or five people.

In this way, the harvest will naturally be greatly reduced, but Wang Baole is already very satisfied, because the music scores in the storage bag he plundered during this period were as high as fifty.

The number of incomplete ones was astonishing, so that the number of notes he realized exceeded 15,000, reaching more than 20,000. The most important thing was that every time he transformed into a strange thing in the dark night, he could feel it faintly when he entered the listening world, as if a gaze was gathering himself.

The master of the eyes was Wang Baole, and the other party did not hide it. It was the master of Qiexi, but this master of Xixi had never communicated with Wang Baole except for the first day.

Until this day, when Wang Baole transformed into a strange and wandered in the listening world for a long time, but did not see a cultivator's fire, suddenly, the voice from the Lord of Seven Emotions was gone for a long time, and his mind was echoed again.

"In your right east, at your speed, there is a disciple of the musical Tao."

"Huh?" Wang Baole swept around and his body instantly left, moving towards the direction he guided. After a stick of incense, he indeed saw a dim ball of light moving carefully, as if he was afraid of being noticed.

Unfortunately, as a gust of wind swept over, when Wang Baole left, the disciple of the musical Tao suddenly changed his expression and suddenly touched his chest. He took a breath, and the storage bag he hid in his arms... was gone.

The joy of the first cooperation deepened the relationship between Wang Baole and Xizhu, so the frequency of Xizhu's words later increased, but every time she told Wang Baole the disciples of the three sects that were located.

Wang Baole was not in a hurry. Following the other party's guidance, he gradually gained more. However, it was obvious that this kind of behavior similar to a family-defeated person was difficult to last for a long time. Half a month later, there were not many disciples of the three sects appearing in the dark.

This made Wang Baole a little regretful, and he was also very curious about why he had never met Shi Lingzi during this period, and even Taoist sons from other sects had never appeared. It seemed that these Taoist sons had disappeared one by one.

And the Master of Seven Emotions seemed to have guessed Wang Baole's doubts, and another sound came out.

"The Taoist sons of the three sects, as well as those outstanding disciples, are all in seclusion, preparing for the next trial... for them, a crucial trial."
Chapter completed!