Within Three Inches

Time passed slowly, and the tomb of Netherworld Sovereign was very quiet. Only the soft songs echoed softly, gradually calming Wang Baole’s inner sadness and making him tired. In this brief moment, it all dissipated and turned into a deep sleep. .

It is safe, warm, and practical.

The Netherworld River outside seems to be alive, as if I have also felt the songs from Wang Yiyi, and gradually there are no more waves, and even the countless dead souls within it have now calmed down. Roar no longer painful.

There is also that Underworld Star, I don’t know if it was also affected, but it also calmed down, no sound came out, as if falling asleep.

Looking at the whole Land of Nine Nether, the Netherworld River is quiet, the Underworld Star is silent, and everything is peaceful. Only the voice of Wang Yiyi seems to radiate from the Netherworld River, echoing the entire Netherworld River.

“The wind is blowing gently, the birds are whispering, the baby is not sad, hurry up and sleep…”

“The snow drifts slowly, and the tears quietly fall, Baby is not sad, wake up and laugh happily…”

This voice is gentle, without the slightest degree of hostility, without the slightest sharpness, and some are just as gentle as water, as gentle as wind…slowly , Also fell into the center of endless vortex above Nine Nether, that lonely silhouette mind.

This silhouette is a person sit cross-legged there, like a person holding up the vortex of Starry Sky, a person suppressing the endless nether, his heart, his way, everything about him Indifferent, but at this moment… As the song blended in, he slowly opened his eyes, lowered his head, and stared at the Netherworld River.

Time passed a little bit, ten days, thirty days, one hundred days…

Wang Baole woke up.

When he to open eyes, in the eye with a dazed, reminiscence, staring at the top of himself, the familiar face staring at himself, he saw the gentleness in the eyes and ears in the face. The ballad was still reverberating in Bian, as if he had a dream.

In the dream, there was never a bronze ancient sword in the solar system. In the dream… there was no dispute in Federation, and in the dream… the Spiritual Qi on Earth was still thin and there was no cultivator.

In my dream…I am a Little Fatty, living in a small city, ordinary.

I was admitted to a not very good university. After graduation, I entered the society. I worked in a muddle-headed job, fell in love, experienced job failure, and also experienced the loss of love, although my body gradually disappeared. So fat, but the vicissitudes of his face gradually increased.

He also married a wife, and he also had his own child. Like other ordinary people, although the work is not good and the income is not large, if you don’t want to be rich, you can still have enough food and clothing. But in the ordinary, he gradually forgot the dreams of his youth and the sunshine of his youth. He became silent, lost, and turned unhappiness into happiness, and his mind became older than his body.

Until he got older and older, until his hair turned gray, until he was lying on the hospital bed, looking at the ceiling, some regretful past slowly emerged in his mind.

Those regrets have knitted his life, but in this regret, there are some silhouettes that embellish his memories.

There are parents, children, friends, and…the one after another passing by in his own life.

In the shadow of the movie, there are my first love, my past wife, people who are grateful, sighs of regret, and friends who thought they would grow up together.

Until the end, what emerged was a scene of himself from a young age to an old age. I thought… as the eyes closed, all of this would end, but at the moment when both eyes closed, his eyes A light emerged.

The light is very warm, making Wang Baole faintly clear comprehension, it seems that he is only looking for this life, the previous life is like this, this life… seems to be the same.

Maybe you are looking for someone to become your sustenance.

Or maybe it’s not someone, but just regaining who you are.

This is very contradictory. Just like I want to resurrect the Master, this is right and wrong.

Because that’s just my own thoughts, I thought everything would be fine if the Master was still there, but more…In fact, it was his own thoughts, he didn’t consider the Master’s feelings and the Master’s exhaustion. , Master’s helplessness, Master’s reluctance to see.

As I thought it was Perfection.

Whether it’s Fate or not, don’t involve karma Also fine, let the ordinary go to peace, let the extraordinary go to transcendence, everything is actually my own thought.

Reincarnation is required, but Fate and karma are not important. In the final analysis, everything is… whatever you want.

“So the Master said, my Dao is not complete, because I thought that own Dao can make me free and unfettered, which is right, but in fact…free and unfettered itself, maybe my Dao.”

Wang Baole looked at the face in front of him for a long, long time.

“Your ballad is very nice.” Wang Baole said softly.

“When I was young, every time I was sad, my mother would hold me like this and sing songs to me…” Little Elder Sister said softly.

Wang Baole showed scenes of stories about Wang Yiyi he knew in his heart. He understood the pain that the other party experienced in childhood, and understood that she before him was just a remnant soul.

“Thank you.” Wang Baole murmured, slowly sitting up and standing up, while Wang Yiyi smiled on his face and gently patted Wang Baole’s head.

“Little Baole, promise me, be happy and smile more.” Then, she took a deep look at Wang Baole, turned it into a wisp of azure glow, and blended into the mask on Wang Baole’s body. .

“Be happy, smile more…I promise you.” Wang Baole muttered, silently watching all around, a smile appeared on his face for a long time, this smile looks very real, very real… …

But there was no laughter, Wang Baole with this expression only, with this very real smile, turned towards the one bow where the Master dissipated, with a smile, turned and left the tomb of Netherworld Sovereign , With a smile, walked into the Netherworld River, with a smile, in this Netherworld River… walk away step by step.

He did not leave the Netherworld River, but searched in this Netherworld River, with a smile, to find his second goal of entering the Netherworld River, World Promoting Plate!

This is the Supreme Treasure that allows the Federation Civilization to leap forward. It exists in the Netherworld River.

At the same time, the endless death Qi contained in this Netherworld River is also a nutrient for the promotion of Wang Baole Divine Soul. As he moved forward, he dispersed his mind and within the body Intrinsic Scabbard gradually buzzed , Wisps of death Qi converged from all directions, merging into him continuously.

As we go far, death Qi gathers more and more, Wang Baole’s Divine Soul is also continuously absorbed, gradually overflowing from the level of the great circle, and while striding towards the Star Domain, it also tilts After arriving at Wang Baole’s cultivation base, the cultivation base of its Eternal Star Late Stage began to of the great circle and gradually improved.

His Seal the Star Secret Art is working.

The tens of thousands of special stars behind him are slowly transforming towards the Eternal Star. When they all become Eternal Stars, they represent Wang Baole’s cultivation base and reach the ultimate Eternal Star of the great circle.

At that time, as soon as his thoughts move, he can unfold endlessly like splitting heaven and earth apart, forming a piece of…Star Domain!

At that time, he was in the Star Domain realm!

And it’s still formidable like never before…Star Domain!

Because his Star Domain is based on Dao Heng as its core, Nine Dao as magical laws, and the above ten thousand special Eternal Stars as Natural Law, the formation…a perfect Star Domain!

Wang Baole’s smile remained the same. As he walked forward, he saw a lot of ruins in the Netherworld River, and saw the Vicious Spirit that rushed towards him after encountering them head by head.

He walked past the ruins with a smile on his face.

With a smile on his face, he beheaded a Vicious Spirit, and sometimes raised his head, looking towards the Netherworld River, when looking towards the silhouette in the Nine Nether vortex, the same was true and true on his face. Smile.

“Be happy, smile more.”