Mythological origin

As a reward for Bai Mo's life-saving grace, the two promised to assist each other in guarding the newly born Nine Nether Lower Realm for a thousand years, until now.

This is the origin of the "Millennium Promise".

Now that 500 years have passed, the boundary space they assisted in guarding has been completely integrated into the endless land with the Jiuyou Realm, and the meaning of the two of them continuing to stay has disappeared. Bai Mo decided to terminate this "contract" ahead of schedule.

"Then I suggest that you guys train hard first, he is already a true immortal of the Three Tribulations."

"..."

Bai Mo's words were very straightforward and heart-wrenching.

The higher the cultivation base, the harder it is to be killed.

After all, the mainstream direction of normal life evolution is still survival, not destruction.

The more you practice, the more difficult it is for a monk to die. This is the right way. Add points in the direction of destructive power, and turn yourself into a crispy skin with high attack and low defense. That is a completely crooked way.

Because no matter how many people you can kill, you only have one life.

No one can guarantee that there will never be any accidents.

There is no doubt that the thicker the blood bar, the more life-saving skills, and the stronger the ability to deal with accidents.

……

No matter which way the true immortals are, all of them are essentially human beings.

Unless there is an advantage in the crushing level in terms of numbers, such as dozens of people fighting one, it is difficult to completely kill each other at the same level.

As the core of the law system, Tianxian intensively studies various life-saving fairy arts.

Earth immortals and civilization coexist in one direction. Civilization is immortal, and earth immortals are immortal. Conversely, even if civilization is destroyed, earth immortals can still get away.

Human immortals are not only indestructible in body and will, but also have the ability to be reborn from a drop of blood.

The immortal body lives deep in the kingdom of God, and it is absolutely difficult for outsiders to break through.

Ghosts and immortals are like celestial demons, information is immortal, and celestial demons are immortal.

"Three... tribulations?!"

Bai Mo's words fell on the two of them like a bolt from the blue.

Xiao Qiuyuan thought that he was talented and invincible at the same level, but he didn't expect that Ramdo would not be in the same level as him at all, and he was wholeheartedly going to climb the level.

He is an immortal of one tribulation, and it is quite difficult to seek revenge from an immortal of three tribulations. At most, he barely escapes under the opponent's hand, and it is impossible to fight back.

"You are also the king of the undead who created the necromancers. One day, you will have a chance." Bai Mo said the title of the second middle school without changing his face, and Xiao Qiu and his brother felt a little nervous for a while.

Fortunately, there was only one old friend around, so it wasn't too embarrassing.

"Just hope you can live to that day."

"To that day?" Xiao Chou asked puzzled.

"Soon, history will start again. If you are unlucky, you and Ramdo may not meet again until many years later."

"It's also possible that it's life and death."

"Farewell to life and death..." Bai Mo's words made the ghosts eating melons on the side, and Yu Xi, the master of the Soul Palace, had dark lines on his face.

Although in fact it has no face.

It's just that the dark green flame that keeps shaking seems to reveal the fact that it is laughing happily inside.

"The true immortal has no bounds, how can it be impossible for us to meet again? Could it be...he is leaving with you too?"

"History starts again, what's going on?"

Facing the riddleman Bai Mo who spoke half and didn't speak half, Xiao Qiu, whose curiosity was aroused, felt a little anxious.

"Two and a half years later, everyone in the Terra Empire will be scattered to random locations in the universe by means of quantum bullets. If you are unlucky, you may never see each other again in this lifetime..."

"..."

"why?"

"That's all."

After Bai Mo finished speaking, he turned and left without further explanation.

……

Time can be slow for some and fast for others.

In a blink of an eye, the agreed day came.

"Today is January 550st in the [-]th year of the Dao Yuan Era." Bai Mo whispered as he watched a small spaceship flying towards him.

Behind this small spaceship, which can hold no more than 100 people at most, is the Holy Terra Empire Fleet, which is neatly arranged and composed of more than [-] Daqian leader ships.

Each leader ship has a space equivalent to the size of the earth compressed inside, forming its own cycle and world, hence the name "Daqian".

Nearly five trillion people in the entire Holy Terra Empire lived on these spaceships.

In the hundreds of years they left Earth, they never settled on any planet for long.

The vast majority of people were born on the leader ship and died on the leader ship.

Of course, the environment inside the leader ship is not much different from the original Earth's surface.

There is also artificial suitable gravity, and there is also artificial suitable sunlight. The sun rises and the moon sets, and the tide ebbs and flows.

Various topography and landforms are also cos from the earth.

Oceans, mountains, plains, forests...you name it.

The only difference may be that there is no mining industry going underground in the leader ship world. After all, it is a man-made world, and useful ores will not be idle and buried.

……

"It's been 550 years since you proposed the Dao Era on the moon." Kirkov poked his head out of the small spaceship, followed by his limbs from the hull, and Kirkov, who came out of the ship like a ghost, continued. Words.

Behind him, one hand after another, one leg after another, and one head after another "grow" out of the spaceship's titanium alloy shell, and more people stepped out of space directly from the spaceship as if passing through the water curtain , looking at Bai Mo.

Walking at the end was the old acquaintance Farrell. After she completely left the spaceship, her right hand turned into a huge black mist, enveloping the entire spaceship, and immediately took the spaceship in like a child grabbing a toy. void.

After putting away the small spaceship, she smiled at Bai Mo.

Forty-eight true immortals, representing the will of the entire empire, formally launched what may be the last negotiation with Bai Mo.

"550 years have passed, and to be honest, you have disappointed me a little." Bai Mo suddenly changed into a teacher training students, and said in a tone of hatred.

"..."

"My original idea was to give you all the secrets of becoming an immortal, so that you can avoid detours, and maybe have a chance to suppress me who doesn't know how to destroy the world after I am completely transformed."

"Later, I found that this was unrealistic, so I lowered my psychological expectations. I just hope that more of you can survive my destruction."

"pity……"

"..."

"A lunatic who eats the power of Taoism, doesn't his conscience hurt when he says these things?" Everyone couldn't help but slander in their hearts when they heard Bai Mo's complaints.

After hundreds of years of research, they have already figured out the source of Bai Mo's cheating power.

As the first pioneer who stepped out of the true immortal road by accident, he did not build his own true spirit barrier to distinguish "self" from "non-self". Constantly eating away at me.

It is manifested by the continuous weakening of emotions and feelings, no love, no hatred, no self, and becoming a real "sun".

Sora has the power of endless light and heat, but it is a dead thing without even a self.