It was really his memories of his more than 200,000 years. He was still good at the beginning. As a national teacher of a small country, he was highly powerful and ambitious, but soon he discovered that a stronger country needed a national teacher, and the other party was invited with sincerity. So he went there. Several years later, another more powerful country needed a national teacher, and he invited it again...

At that time, he was still very ambitious, so he went again. In this way, every time he became a national teacher, he would soon find that a stronger country needed a national teacher. After more than 200,000 years of repeated cycles, he himself could not remember how many national teachers he had been.

It can be said that in the profession of national teacher, he has already vomited... and this matter has never ended. He will always find a country that needs national teacher more... In the end, he was completely crazy and couldn't stand it. Even when he heard the word national teacher, he felt broken.

So he started to escape, but he couldn't escape every time and would always be arrested and continued to be a national teacher... He tried every means, even if he had to destroy a country, there were still new countries to arrest him and asked him to be a national teacher...

All of this was blood and tears for him, which made the old ghost roar heart-wrenchingly. What he longed for the most now was to live a dull life. He didn't want to become a national teacher anymore. As long as he could be ordinary, even if he became a weapon spirit, he would be willing.

So, when he was escaping, he saw Wang Baole's figure, immediately cried, knelt down, prostrated himself, and started to wail.

"Master, you are here. Take me away. I am willing to become a spirit of the weapon. I never want to be a national teacher again... Why am I so stupid at the beginning? I want to be a national teacher!!"

After picking up the old ghost who was crying and wiping tears, Wang Baole couldn't help but sigh. He felt that he had a deeper understanding of human nature.

"They want to thank me, I let them know what they really need!"

"Being my weapon spirit is what they desire most!" Wang Baole slapped his stomach proudly, and suddenly felt that this movement was a little comfortable, so he took a few more shots.

"It seems that something is missing..." Wang Baole thought about it and finally knew what he was missing after recalling it.

"It's a pity, it's better to have snacks in my dreams." Wang Baole shook his head and regretted, but soon he became interested in the extremely lustful man and the world where he was.

"I remember what I arranged for him at that time was the matriarchal world where he was the only man." Wang Baole's eyes shone and he entered the world of the perverted man while he was making gestures.

This world was still quite primitive at the beginning, but after more than 200,000 years of development, it has become a coexistence of multiple empires and constantly friction with each other.

Moreover, these empires, from empress to soldiers, are all women, no men, and even their physiology is special. As long as they perform some kind of sacrifice, they can reproduce the next generation.

Logically speaking, throwing a pervert into this world is enough for this person to make him happy and be boundless happy...

But in fact, Yanfu Qitian was a bit exaggerated and boundless happiness was reluctant, because after Wang Baole, who came to this world, found the place where the pervert was, he noticed that a grand funeral was being held here...

Countless women were wearing soldier armor and guarding the surroundings. Any of these women was extremely beautiful, and their figure was even more convex and convex, which seemed to cause the primitive impulse of the opposite sex.

Surrounded by these women was an altar, where a person was lying on the altar. The person was extremely thin and almost skinny. At the same time, there were a large amount of infusion tubes inserted all over his body, and a large amount of nutrient solution was constantly input into the person's body.

This person... is the perverted man who was thrown in by Wang Baole for more than 200,000 years.

At the moment, he was confused and his body trembled. The nutrient solution kept flowing into his body, making him unable to die. And beside him, there were more than a dozen empresses dressed like emperors, surrounding him, with greed in their eyes, looking at the perverted man.

At the same time, they are full of competition and hostility between each other.

When Wang Baole saw this scene, he was a little surprised, but before he could think too much, the empresses spoke one after another.

"King, the funeral has been held. Now we should discuss the big thing!"

"That's right, King, there are still 30 million female ministers in our country. I'm waiting for the King to come over to serve. Please be sure to go there!"

"No, I have to go to my place first. There are more than 50 million ministers in my country. I have been waiting for the king for a long time. If I don't go, I'm afraid something will happen!"

"You can all delay yours. I have 200 million ministers. When I come, they are about to rebel. If the king doesn't go, they will definitely come!"

When these empresses were arguing endlessly, another empress frowned and spoke lightly.

"Don't argue, we need to seek the king's opinions. If it really doesn't work, we will put the king on the sacrificial platform and let the ministers of each empire come over by themselves. We can also charge a considerable fee. But we must arrange the guards and do not injure the king."

As soon as she said this, the perverted man who was lying on the altar and was indespair, his eyes suddenly widened, tears flowed down, and he spoke weakly and struggling.

"Please, let me go, I really can't..."

This pervert who was full of energy and ambition back then completely collapsed and burst into tears, but it was useless to cry no matter how much he cried, the empresses had reached a consensus and decided to send him to the platform of sacrifice to heaven...

It was also at this time that the desperate man saw Wang Baole's figure appearing in the air. After seeing Wang Baole, he was excited and wailed quickly.

"Master save me, save me. As long as I leave here, I can do whatever I want. I...I want to become a weapon spirit!!"

Wang Baole glanced at the big man with sympathy, and waved his hand. The illusion array here disappeared. When it appeared, he was already in his residence and cave. The three souls in front of him all knelt down in front of him. The resentment on his body also disappeared a lot. Although he had not completely washed away, he no longer had any resistance to becoming a weapon spirit, and he was even eager to be a spirit.

Wang Baole was very pleased to see this. He felt that he was still very charming, which made Sanhun willing to follow him. However, he looked at the little boy and then at the old ghost of the national teacher, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

In fact, when he first saw these two souls, he felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember them. At this moment, he felt even stronger when he saw them.

"It must have been seen..." Wang Baole rubbed his eyebrows and thought for a long time, but still had no idea. He simply put it aside and reported to his master the results of subduing the three souls.

Ming Kunzi did not ask much about the details of Wang Baole saving the three souls within the agreed time, but took the three souls away, and wanted to create a dark weapon for Wang Baole and integrate it into the spirit of the weapon.

At the same time, he assigned another task to Wang Baole.

"Go to the Wanfa Pavilion of the Nether Sect and read through all the resources and supernatural powers of the Nether Sect. Even if you can't learn them all, you must have some understanding. When you understand, you can try to break through the foundation building and enter the Nether Pill Realm!"

Wang Baole obeyed the master's explanation very much. In fact, he felt that there were still some problems in his memory recovery, which was not very comprehensive. He also needed to check the information and supernatural powers of the Underworld Sect to let himself master it again.

So in the next month, Wang Baole spent almost all his time in the Wanfa Pavilion, and read a large number of classics and supernatural powers. After reading this, his understanding of the Underworld Sect and the Underworld Dharma increased a lot.

"The Spiritual Immortal Realm is divided into five small realms, namely foundation building, elixir, nascent infancy, god-transporting spirit, spirit immortal... The corresponding underworld methods are corpse-eye, soul-recruiting, soul-breaking, funeral and Guixu!" Wang Baole's eyes are strange and bright. Through the information, he understood that from corpse-eye to Guixu, this is actually called the first level of underworld methods!

And the Netherworld Dharma... has seven levels in total!

In addition, Wang Baole also saw a very special magical power in many materials. This magical power is somewhat similar to the illusion array of rebirth, but also different.
Chapter completed!