Mythological origin

Bai Mo walked on the ground, stepping up the air steps step by step.

The second floor.

third floor.

Fourth floor.

……

Completely ignore the ceilings on each floor.

It seems that everything in front of me is an illusion.

"What are you doing...?" Yun Jie moved to Bai Mo's side in an instant, watching the other's movements with some curiosity.

This movement of going up the stairs is very standard, but for them who can teleport at will within a certain range, it is actually meaningless.

Where to go, just think about it.

Wherever the divine mind reaches, it can be reached in the next moment.

"I'm thinking about something."

"?"

"Human, what the hell is it?" Bai Mo asked reflexively.

"Biologically speaking, we no longer have any similar body structure to 'human beings' in the traditional sense. Even if there is, it is just like now, forced imitation from memory, meaningless behavior."

"..."

"Indeed, I have hardly walked with my feet in these years. I either float or teleport directly. I almost forgot all the walking habits I developed since I was a child." Yun Jie grew a hand from his back and scratched his head.

At this moment, he didn't realize that there was anything wrong with him.

"Ah! I'm used to one step at a time again!"

Yun Jie suddenly realized.

When normal people scratch their heads, they will stretch their hands back to their foreheads and scratch them.

But when he had the idea of ​​scratching his head in his consciousness, when he gave instructions to his body, he directly "grown" a hand that had automatically touched his forehead.

Because for Wanxiang Tianxian, this is a more convenient way.

All boxing, swordsmanship, and martial arts designed for normal human body structures are meaningless to Tianxian.

When needed, they can extend four hands, forty hands, four hundred hands anytime and anywhere...

……

As time passed and hundreds of years passed, the initial confusion about "what is a person", "what am I", and "are they still my kind" gradually permeated the entire group of high-ranking monks in the empire.

They had to work hard to provide a convincing answer to this question.

The first generation of monks experienced the era when everyone was a mortal when they were young, so they have a stronger sense of identity.

But many of their descendants, as well as the newly emerged monks, have lived in the circle of extraordinary people since birth, and have no daily contact with ordinary people.

In the families of some imperial nobles, even the servants must have at least the third rank, otherwise they would not be able to withstand the years of energy radiation of high-ranking monks.

For the safety of their own lives, ordinary people would never come into contact with high-level transcendental beings.

First, there is radiation, and you may be injured if you don't wear protective clothing when you get close.

Second, high-ranking monks are too strong, and they have a chance to blow themselves to death with just one breath.

The cultivator's "transformation" proposed by Yun Jie is an attempt to bridge this gap.

It's a pity that the effect is just like that.

It is becoming more and more difficult for the transcendent beings who have lived above the clouds for many years to empathize with all living beings on the ground, because there is no opportunity to communicate at all.

In order not to cause the empire to fall apart due to the loss of identity, a set of theories called "Perfect Man" was woven with difficulty. …

The theory of "perfect man" declares that whether it is an extraordinary person or an ordinary person, they are just human beings who are climbing towards the "perfect man" - the peak of the perfect man.

It is nothing more than the fact that extraordinary people climb higher, while ordinary people climb lower.

But everyone is still the same.

This is the core point.

We are all human beings.

……

"How much do you know about the road to immortality?" Bai Mo put away his whimsical thoughts and changed the subject again.

"Earth Immortal? As far as I know, within the empire, only the Blood Alliance is researching it, but it probably hasn't succeeded yet." Yun Jie responded immediately.

He has been operating in the empire for hundreds of years, and he is also the behind-the-scenes boss of the largest intelligence company in the empire. He has a deep understanding of all kinds of secret information, including the research directions and research results of the true immortals.

Even the top secrets in the True Immortal Laboratory can often be heard.

"..."

Ye Zi on the side continued to remain silent.

She has been trapped in a small world for hundreds of years, and she is very out of touch with the status quo of the empire. She is still making up for history, and she really can't say anything.

"Proving the Dao of the Earth Immortal requires establishing one's own civilization system, and grabs enough light of civilization from the system to have a chance to achieve it.

As for the civilization system, it can be pure technology, it can also be a cultivation civilization, or it can be a mixture of them..."

"The light of civilization?" Yun Jie was a little confused, "Ye Dexian and the others seem to be taking a different route."

When Bai Mo first preached, his description of Earth Immortal One was very brief, and he only briefly mentioned the direction.

Over the past few hundred years, it has been up to everyone to explore the truly feasible route by themselves.

"Wait, isn't the empire yours..."

"The land of whiteness is it."

"..."

"I've also seen Ye Dexian's plan, and the divine way is very important."

"His idea is to substitute himself into a congenital beast, use his own bloodline to build a bloodline warlock system, and as the source of the system, he will continue to obtain resources to climb to higher levels from the spread of bloodline descendants."

"The final result is more likely to be some kind of blood god, like the dragon god, or the existence of the mother of all insects and the mother of all snakes."

Having said that, Bai Mo quietly opened a sealing barrier.

This is equivalent to creating a stagnant copy of everything in this area.

The scope roughly includes the entire Taoist building.

During the entire seal, except for the three of them, everyone else seemed to be stopped by time and was frozen.

After confirming that the seal was completed, Bai Mo began to take off the purple dragon rings on his hands one by one.

Every time one is taken off, the stagnant space in Feng Jue will vibrate once.

The shocks became stronger each time.

By the time he took off the seventh ring, this space had already become crumbling, and other things had already fallen apart.

The building was reduced to ruins.

The sky was pitch black.

Even the little sister who was strengthened by Bai Mo just now has been cut into several sections by the space crack.

Ye Zi and Yun Jie looked at Bai Mo solemnly.

They naturally know the restraint ring.

It's just that the two of them didn't expect that when Bai Mo still had three rings to take off, he would use the gravitational storm brought by his own restraint quality to tear this space to pieces.

"There is no way. In a sense, the light of civilization is something very dangerous, and it can only be observed in an independent space."

Under the vision of divine sense, Yun Jie saw Bai Mo cut an opening from his heart with his hand, and grabbed a light cluster whose color was difficult to describe.

The moment the light cluster appeared, everything in the surrounding space seemed to be dyed with that indescribable color...