Wang Baole didn't think about what items the senior brother needed to go to the Styx to retrieve. At this moment, he was walking in the Nether Sect. Although there were many restrictions here, the familiar feeling still made everything in the Nether Dream appear before him.

Walking through halls, streams, cliffs, staring at the shadow of reincarnation formed between heaven and earth in the distance, and savoring the meaning of Taoism here. Before we knew it, Wang Baole vaguely seemed to see the figures of the past.

Those figures were all his fellow disciples in the Mingmeng. Although everyone was wearing the Dao Robe of the Ming Sect, they seemed serious, but their expressions were mostly laughing. Some went out to attract the soul on behalf of the sky, and some returned to send the soul into the wheel.

While the cycle continues, more fellow disciples maintain the operation of the heavenly way while practicing themselves, check the previous life of the dead souls, and outline the face of the corpse for those who are about to reincarnate.

"Ming Sect..." Wang Baole murmured, and before he knew it, he walked to a cliff and looked at the world in the distance. He seemed to see his master, and saw his senior brother who was facing him, talking about the little secret about the Taoist couple in the next life.

"Although it's just a dream, it's integrated into the soul." Wang Baole sighed softly, and when he turned his head, there was no figure around. If it really was, it was just some strange disciples who were alert to look at him from a distance, with some hostility in their eyes.

It is normal to be hostile, but they don’t know that this identity of Mingzi they care about is nothing to Wang Baole.

"If there is no master, if there is no senior brother, what does the Ming Sect have to do with me?" Wang Baole shook his head gently, and had some thoughts in his heart, but this thought was entangled in emotion, and he was constantly giving up for a moment, and finally turned into a sigh and looked at the depths of the Ming Sect...

There, there was a gaze that always fell on oneself from the beginning of entering the Nether Star and until one entered the Nether Sect.

Wang Baole didn't know who the master of this gaze was, but he could feel the rich and overwhelming waves of the dark fire on the other party's body. This wave... in terms of quantity and quality, it surpassed him a lot.

The only thing missing is perhaps a kind of... recognition.

It was not the recognition of senior brother Chen Qingzi, because Wang Baole felt the recognition of senior brother in the other party's dark fire fluctuations. What was lacking was the recognition of the Mingzi Monument from the Ming Sect, and the recognition of the former nine elders like Master Wang Baole.

"It seems that I'm not old... Could it be that the Mingzi who was appointed by everyone in the Ming Sect now before I appeared?" Wang Baole withdrew his gaze, realized something in his heart, and walked towards the depths of the Ming Sect.

The place where he went was exactly where he lived in Mingmeng... next to Mingzi Hall, there was a side hall.

Back then, he did not live in the main hall of Mingzi, where was in Mingmeng... it was the residence of his senior brother, and he lived in the side hall. At this moment, Wang Baole was the same on this side star, and walked all the way outside the side hall.

All the prohibitions on the way were resolved by his seals in front of him. It was not that Wang Baole's cultivation had reached an incredible level, but it was really... these prohibitions were exactly the same as those in Mingmeng.

Perhaps, it is precisely these exactly that make Wang Baole both familiar and unfamiliar with the Ming Sect.

What is familiar with is everything in front of you, what is strange is... Meng, after all, it is just a dream, and the senior brother... seems to be no longer what he used to be. All these changes seem to be very fast, but in fact... perhaps, this has always been a plan for senior brother to step by step.

"Rongtian Dao, Restore Ming Sect." Wang Baole was silent, stepped into the side hall, looked at the familiar arrangements around him, sat down silently, closed his eyes and said nothing.

Time passed slowly, and seven days passed quickly.

During these seven days, Wang Baole did not leave this side hall or meet any monks of the Underworld Sect. Instead, he was immersed in his original dream and in his understanding of the Underworld.

Similarly, no one from the Nether Sect came here to see him, although... with the arrival of him and Chen Qingzi and the point of his identity, all the Nether Sect cultivators on this Nether Sect have known him now.

Until a few days later, the first cultivator of the Underworld Sect came to the side hall where Wang Baole was. This man was a young man, wearing a dark robe, and the whole person looked extremely cold. There was also a strong fluctuation of the underworld method on him, especially at the center of his eyebrows, there was actually half a mark of the underworld fire!

This mark shows that this person is designated as a quasi-minded son in the Ming Sect. According to the rules of the Ming Sect, there will be several such quasi-minded sons under the command of each generation of Ming Sect.

There is a subordinate relationship with the Mingzi, but there is also competition, because the Mingzi has nine great elders, which are divided into nine veins, and each vein has its own veins. These nine veins will compete for each other and will eventually be recognized by the way of heaven. The one engraved on the Mingzi will be the real vein, that is, the next generation of geeks.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Baole's arrival was rejected by the Nether Sect here, because to them, Wang Baole is an outsider and not an orthodox Nether Sect's origin, but he is designated as a Nether Son, which makes it very unhappy for the remaining cultivation of the Nine Veins here, the Nether Sect's Nether Sect's Nether Sect who have restored their former power to their former power.

But I didn't dare to tell Chen Qingzi. After all, Chen Qingzi, who was once a high-ranking identity, was acting as the Lord of the Underworld, and even personally revived the broken Underworld Sect little by little.

Now, Chen Qingzi is even more supreme with the way of heaven. However... they dare not tell Chen Qingzi, but they are dissatisfied with Wang Baole's side, and they also contain provocation.

At this moment, the young man who arrived was like this. He stood outside the side hall, looked coldly for a while, and suddenly spoke.

"I have not seen the cultivation of the living world for a long time. Since my fellow Taoist comes from the living world, I hope to fight with me and let me see what the living people from the outside world have now had the combat power!"

Wang Baole sat cross-legged and looked as usual. He just opened his eyes and could see the young man outside. This person had a good cultivation level, and his aura was stable. He could still be ranked as top in the second tier, even if he was not considered the first tier, he could still be ranked at the top in the second tier.

"Not interested." Wang Baole spoke lightly and closed his eyes again.

"Huh?" The young man from the Ming Sect outside, heard this, his eyes flashed in his eyes.

"Are you not interested or dare? With such a heart, you are afraid that you are not worthy of becoming the contemporary Mingzi of my Ming Sect. Since that's the case, I want to try what you have." The young man sneered and walked forward and walked towards the gate of the side hall. He was about to approach, and his right hand was raised, as if he was about to push open the gate. At this moment, he heard the sound of calm coming from the side hall.

"I will take away any part of your body when pushing my palace gate."

This sentence was not cold and harsh, but when it fell into the young man's ear, the young man's body couldn't help but shocked. His intuition told himself that the other party... seemed to be able to do this, so he paused and hesitated instinctively.

While he was hesitating, seven or eight spiritual consciousnesses suddenly fell down. Each spiritual consciousness contained the fluctuations of the star domain, which made the young man feel energetic, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth again. He raised his right hand and waved it suddenly. The door of the side palace was forcibly pushed open by him, and saw Wang Baole, who was meditating inside him.

Wang Baole frowned slightly and sighed softly in his heart. He naturally felt the seven or eight star-domain consciousnesses outside, and at the same time, he also felt the other four or five hiding outside, whose dark fire aura was similar to that of this young man.

Obviously, these people are all the quasi-minded sons in the Ming Sect now.

In addition, there were even more eyes, which radiated from the Underworld Sect, and most of them gathered here. It was faintly felt that in the distance, there were three extremely powerful wisps of spiritual consciousness similar to that of Master Lie Flame Ancestor, which was old and locked here.

Then there is... the gaze he felt after just entering the Nether Sect. At this moment, he was also in the depths of the Nether Sect. He seemed to open his eyes and look at himself. There was a faint greed, which was not completely controlled, and a trace of it was scattered, but he closed it the next moment.

Wang Baole was silent. In his heart, he was even more displeased with the Underworld Sect.

"Look at it again, let's take a look." Wang Baole murmured softly.

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Chapter completed!