A World Worth Protecting Chapter 1379 - , Different Sedan Chairs (fourth update)

Chapter 1379: Chapter 1379, Different Sedan Chairs (fourth update)

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While w.a.n.g Baole was immersed in his three melodious notes, the notes formed from the two hundred notes stacked together in his body formed a slight distortion in the surroundings. It was like a force field, very special.

w.a.n.g baole naturally noticed it as well. He took it out, looked at it, and put it back. His focus now was on the three notes. The only regret was that there were too few notes, and he was unable to form a melody.

It’s alright. With my talent in comprehension, I’ll be able to form the notes after a few more rounds of the Blue Music Fish School. w.a.n.g Baole’s spirits rose when he thought of how his melody path was burning like a fire of hope, he had an inexplicable sense of confidence.

When he had first come into contact with the red-dressed woman in his original form, w.a.n.g Baole’s understanding of the law of listening was that of music. It was the same even after he had arrived at the chord sect. It was the same with what he had learned.

Everyone was composing their own music. As everyone had different opportunities and experiences, their music was not the same. The uniqueness contained in such a variety of methods.., it was a factor that deeply attracted w.a.n.g Baole.

He himself did not even realize that this uniqueness was closely related to his desire to be independent as an avatar.

To a certain extent, w.a.n.g Baole’s clone wanted to prove that he was independent and had his own personality. He was completely different from his original self.

That was the real reason why he was so fond of music.

He also wanted to know what kind of melody would be played in the music that he had created.

With such an ideal, w.a.n.g Baole didn’t immediately send Lan Leyu to the butler. After all, he had caught so many of them in one day. This would easily lead to a series of conjectures and conjectures.

This wasn’t what w.a.n.g Baole was planning to do next. Therefore, he silently waited until night fell again before disappearing into the distance at the entrance of the chord sect.

Along the way, he carefully avoided all possible scouting. Only when he was certain that there was no one following him did he fly at top speed towards the location of the Lan Le Fish School.

This time, his speed was astonis.h.i.+ng, so he arrived very quickly. However, out of caution, he did not stop after arriving. Instead, he flew far away before disappearing from his original spot and reappearing in another direction, he returned slowly at a speed that was neither fast nor easy to detect.

Such caution could also be seen how much importance w.a.n.g Baole placed on the blue delight fish school area. Along the way, he was not in the mood to pay attention to the strange things that followed him until he reached the blue delight fish school area, he sat cross-legged at the spot where he had meditated the day before. He restrained all his aura and waited silently.

After a long while, he felt that it was still a little risky. He simply dug a hole and sat inside. He then added more soil to make himself completely hidden. Only then did he wait for Dawn with antic.i.p.ation.

There was nothing unusual that night.

After all, the night was very dark. Most of the cultivators from the three sects were in seclusion alone. Even those who went out would find it difficult to meet each other in the vast night. During this period of time, w.a.n.g Baole had only met the Hengqin sect cultivator the day before.

Therefore, w.a.n.g Baole successfully waited until dawn. As the Fish Shoals became active, the sounds of music and nature rang out once again. w.a.n.g Baole, who was in the mud, immediately broke out of the ground, sat down cross-legged, and began to comprehend.

Musical notes slowly appeared in his mind as the beautiful sounds of nature reverberated. It made w.a.n.g Baole feel happy, and unknowingly, the rules of his joy began to slowly grow.

Time pa.s.sed once again, and a month pa.s.sed.

During this month, w.a.n.g Baole spent almost every day at dawn trying to gain enlightenment in the area. He had tried to migrate the school of fish, but it was to no avail. During this month, there were also people who pa.s.sed by and discovered the school of blue delight fish, however, they did not wait until dawn, so they did not discover the secret of this place.

Other than that, there were also cultivators from the Hengqin sect who came twice. After some thought, w.a.n.g Baole didn’t make a move. After all, it would be fine if one hengqin sect cultivator died, but if a few more died, it would be difficult to keep the secret of this place a secret.

Therefore, in the past month, even though there had been dangers, it was still considered smooth sailing in the end. The number of ancient tunes w.a.n.g Baole had played had finally reached nearly forty.

With so many ancient tunes, he could already arrange them and create his own melody. In reality, he had indeed done so. With his hard work, he had already completed a melody.

He had even managed to make his body dissipate as he revolved the melody, fusing with the zither notes. The zither notes were impa.s.sioned with a desire for freedom that contained w.a.n.g Baole’s persistence.

He even had a dream. He wanted to perfect the melody to the point where it could contain his own laws of listening and turn it into a music score.

I’ve already thought of a name. I’ll call it freedom! w.a.n.g Baole looked forward to that day. As for the Puyin, w.a.n.g Baole didn’t calculate it in detail. It was basically an increase of about a hundred a day. Now, there were about three thousand of them, they were all stacked together.

As for its power, he focused on the sound of the zither, and no one fought with him, so there was no way to test it out,

at the same time, a month pa.s.sed. The school of blue delight fish seemed to have reached the end of their gathering, and they began to die.

It was as if their lives were for the sound of nature, and the sound of nature for a month had exhausted all of them. In the end, every collision with each other represented death.

It was cruel, but at the same time, the sound was so pleasing to the ear. It was contradictory and cruel.

That night, when w.a.n.g Baole arrived at the area where the blue delight fish had once been, he didn’t see a single fish. He knew that this opportunity had come to an end.

The world of the law of listening is very strange… w.a.n.g Baole felt the empty s.p.a.ce around him. He was filled with emotion. He searched again, and after confirming that there were no blue delight fish, w.a.n.g Baole shook his head and was about to leave, however, at that moment, he heard the faint sound of music.

The voice was filled with bitterness, coldness, and a hint of unwillingness. It was like a woman from ancient times who was about to marry someone she didn’t like. On the bridal sedan, the emotions in her heart turned into a melody that reverberated in all directions.

As the music reached him, w.a.n.g Baole immediately narrowed his eyes. When he turned his head to look, he saw the red sedan that he had seen before. It was being carried slowly by four dried-up figures.

As he got closer, w.a.n.g Baole suddenly sensed that something was amiss. He remembered that the sedan that he had seen before was a right hand that stretched out of the curtain and swayed irregularly. At that moment, the thing that stretched out of the curtain was the left hand!

The same jade-like fingers, the same blood-colored fingernails, and the same demonic look.

Slowly, it arrived.