Staring at Chen Qingzi, Wang Baole was silent.

Everyone has their own way, and others have no right or right to stop it. Whether it is seeking the way or martyrdom, for monks, especially for monks who have reached their level, this... is the pursuit and goal of life.

After all, I have to take this step, look at the starry sky outside, see the real world, feel what I have cultivated over the years, and know... what path I am pursuing!

Wang Baole also felt complicated in his heart, but in the end he said a thousand words in his heart, and only turned into a sigh.

"Young junior brother, can you call me a senior brother again?" Seeing the fluctuations in Wang Baole's heart, Chen Qingzi smiled slightly, very gentle. He knew that the result of his walk out this time was unknown, and perhaps... he might not be able to die.

He was not afraid or regretful about this, but... he felt a little regretful, because he didn't seem to have heard the name that made him feel warm and that he seemed to have meaning.

From the moment the master fell, their friendship among classmates had been broken.

He never said this sentence, but at this moment, he really wanted to listen to the word "Senior Brother" before leaving.

Wang Baole opened his mouth, but these two words seemed to be stuck in his throat. In the end, he chose to remain silent, but raised his right hand and slapped his eyebrows hard.

With this slap, his body trembled with a bang. As the dark energy around him fluctuated, the starry sky seemed to be shaking. The aura on Wang Baole's body also burst out suddenly in the tremor.

With the explosion, the shadows of the previous life were directly transformed behind him. First, the earth-shaking of the Torch God Clan, then the aura of the zombie was overwhelming, then the demon blade, and the resentful cultivator. Until the figure of the little white deer transformed, these shadows of the previous life stood behind Wang Baole, standing between heaven and earth, with their momentum becoming more terrifying and powerful.

Each one seems to contain infinite momentum.

Each path seems to tear apart the void of the sky and suppress all directions.

As Wang Baole's cultivation level improved and as his five elements deepened, his shadow in his previous life also leaped. At this moment, in the explosion that shattered the sky and shook the stars, Wang Baole raised his hands and slowly put them together in front of him.

The slow movements were as difficult as what he wanted to do, but his hands were extremely firm. As his hands approached, the shadows of his previous life slowly overlapped with each other.

Until Wang Baole's hands completely touched each other, all the shadows of his previous life behind him were merged together, and they evolved into... black wooden boards in the chaos!

Unlike the black wooden boards that have appeared before, the original body that has been shown by Wang Baole many times is an illusory shadow, but this time... it is not an illusory!

But it is real!

It’s just that even if Wang Baole has a good cultivation level now, he still cannot reveal the complete black wooden board body. Therefore, only one percent of the black wooden boards appearing are real, while ninety percent of the others are still illusory.

With the appearance of the black wooden board, even if only 10% of it was real, a monstrous aura burst out in an instant, and the impact was so great that the entire stone tablet world was trembling. The Seven Spirit Path Ancestor in the Holy Land of the Side Sect was also shocked and his expression was solemn.

There is also the forbidden area of ​​Yuexing Sect. On the cliff in front of the waterfall, sitting cross-legged there like the ancestor of Yuexing Sect who had been in the long history. At this moment, he opened his eyes and looked at the starry sky.

"Time is coming soon..." In the murmuring of the ancestor of the Yuexing Sect, the breath behind Wang Baole was even more majestic, as if his whole person had turned into a source, causing the stone tablet world to continue to shake, and all living beings had an inexplicable worship.

Chen Qingzi was the first to be hit, as strong as him, and even took a few steps back, with a bright light in his eyes. While staring at Wang Baole, he also looked at the black wooden board.

He knew the origin of his junior brother, but even so, he still felt strong fluctuations in his mind after seeing it with his own eyes. He guessed what Wang Baole wanted to do, and his expression suddenly became complicated.

"My junior brother, you..."

However, before he finished speaking, Wang Baole's hands folded, and his right hand suddenly raised, towards the black wooden board formed behind him. One of them was the real one. He pressed it with no words, but the blue veins on his forehead had already bulged up and he broke it hard!

With a bang, the black wooden board in the area, under Wang Baole's own wish, broke a small part of it, and he broke off a piece of wooden strip the size of his finger!

Overall, there are only one out of one black wooden board, but because of its extremely high status, even if it is just one, it is still a shocking treasure.

As for the black wooden board, external forces cannot be destroyed. Only the itself... can break on its own. The impact of the break is naturally not small, so in the next moment, Wang Baole's aura fluctuated violently and his face became pale.

However, this impact is not permanent, and it has no regeneration power, so it is possible to recover after giving Wang Baole a certain amount of time or opportunity.

At this moment, Wang Baole grabbed the wooden strip without hesitation. He looked up at Chen Qingzi and threw it out suddenly, causing the wooden strip to go straight to Chen Qingzi.

This is the only thing Wang Baole can do. He can't watch Chen Qingzi break through the air like this. He can feel the danger here, so he sent out a piece of his body black wood.

The greatest function of this thing is to suppress the luck, and this suppression... if used on itself, it can make the soul seem to be suppressed, but in fact it is protected.

In this way...even if it fails in the end, perhaps... even if the existence of this point can cause the soul to collapse, but the true spirit is still there and there is a possibility of reincarnation.

Chen Qingzi waved his hand and did not go to pick it up, but rolled the wooden strip back to Wang Baole.

"My junior brother, I don't want this thing!"

"It's not for you, but for you. Remember... I want to return it to me." Wang Baole waved his hand, and the wooden strips flew towards Chen Qingzi again.

Chen Qingzi was silent. After a while, he sighed lightly, held the wooden strip in his hand, and held it tightly. He looked up and looked at Wang Baole deeply, and suddenly spoke.

"My junior brother, after I leave, if one day the starry sky turns into blood..."

"That means I failed."

"The blood-colored starry sky is transformed by my Taoist blood. There will also be a ray of divine thought in it. You can feel that... there is what I want to say to you in that divine thought."

"My junior brother, goodbye."

"My junior brother, there are life and death in the stone tablet world, just like yin and yang, all things in the world are roughly like this. There is light and darkness... Do you know why Master, why did you only accept me and you as disciples..."
Chapter completed!