Mythological origin

Before that, Yun Jie only knew that Bai Mo in front of him was in the eighth-level reincarnation, but he didn't expect that the other party was only the fourth.

Originally, Yun Jie thought that it was at least a six calamity.

Although he also knows that the next calamity will only become more and more difficult, but his next calamity will also be the fourth calamity...

But Yun Jie's mentality in the past was like that of a junior high school student who heard that it would be difficult to enter the society and dawdle in the future. Even if he could understand this sentence, most of them would not care too much because it was too far away.

And the current state of mind is that this junior high school student suddenly received a notice from his family stating that if he fails the mid-year exam, he must immediately enter the society and experience what life is difficult...

"Since I found you, I suddenly have a clue about the Fourth Tribulation." Bai Mo continued.

"Me? Is it possible that you can still find foreign aid in the next calamity?" Yun Jie thought of some backhands he planted when he crossed the first reincarnation calamity.

In all fairness, facing a Bai Mo who is still thinking normally, and we can be regarded as friends for hundreds of years, Yun Jie still feels that he should help.

Although Bai Mo has done a lot of things that lack great virtue, but in terms of cultivation, his contribution to human beings as a whole is also indispensable.

"I should be robbing me, competing for the ownership of the time and space of the mind." Bai Mo throws out a bunch of new coined words that he doesn't understand every day.

It's the kind of thing that can understand every word, but can't understand the combination.

"Kill me? Heart time and space?"

"I now find that the eighth-order route that I explored before is not complete." He continued to explain.

"..."

"Xingjun, it seems that it shouldn't be some giants bound by their own mass."

According to Bai Mo's previous thinking, the volume of the eighth-order existence will be equivalent to that of a planet, so it will naturally have a lot of influence on the world due to its huge mass.

For example, the gravitational pull of the unconscious.

As for the ninth-order True Yang Star Lord, who is comparable to the stars, its existence disturbs the earthly world even more strongly.

With such a huge mass, when you want to move at a high speed, the energy consumed per second is astronomical.

"During the fourth catastrophe, the true spirit of the true immortal will undergo a qualitative change, sublimated into a mental world between illusion and reality, loaded with everything that represents itself."

"All of you now are in my mental world, but I have never successfully survived this catastrophe, so I can hardly control anything in this world."

"So what the prehistoric world and the upper world of the seven-color world are all scams created by you?"

"uncertain."

"If I die in this catastrophe, the Primordial Realm will truly become a part of the material world and become the upper realm of the Colorful Realm, and you, no matter who wins or loses, will be free at that time." Bai Mo said very calmly.

"..."

"Then the 'Jie me' you mentioned is the 'Day of Heaven' in the prehistoric world?" Yun Jie reasoned.

Bai Mo nodded.

Through the information in Bai Mo's mouth, Yun Jie roughly deduced what happened to the so-called "Fourth Tribulation of Reincarnation".

The apex of the Three Tribulations, which condenses the huge mass of the planetary level, is a perfect true immortal. When he starts to ferry back to the tribulation, the true spirit and the body will actually turn into a prototype of the space-time of the mind.

The so-called catastrophe is to blow up the false heavenly way of the mental space-time world and seize control of the world.

If the tribulation fails, everything will turn into a real world without an owner.

"What I don't know now is how to defeat the 'Day of Heaven', or how to defeat me, because I am quite special."

"special?"

"I'm already an incomplete eighth-level, and this mental world can't digest me, but if I can't find a way to win, then... I can only spend it forever."

"..."

"Maybe, tens of thousands of years?" Bai Mo teased.

"This world is quite big, maybe you can still have your own opportunities."

"For tens of thousands of years, if you can't break through the eighth step, you'll be dead long ago. Chances are useless."

"At first, I thought it might take tens of thousands of years to find the answer, but after I found you, I finally had some clues." Bai Mo continued to add.

"I?"

Snapped!
Snapped!
Yun Jie subconsciously patted his snake tail, it was a little habit before he awakened his memory, and he would do this every time he had a bad premonition.

He suddenly discovered another thing that was more embarrassing.

Not only can't I run away, but I can only maintain the current snake girl form... I don't have the dignity of the Ten Thousand Phases Angel at all.

It's not ugly, but it's still a little tough.

"If you're not feeling well, how about I change it too?"

After a stream of light passed by, Bai Mo took out the "Black Snow" vest that he hadn't used for many years.

This was the beginning of the autumn of Linghe. When he was on Earth, he mixed into other organizations to steal information.

A black long straight beautiful girl.

"Farewell, farewell, it's still more natural." Yun Jie quickly waved his hand, saying against his will.

In all fairness, as a long-standing lolicon, this white ink leather case really suits his aesthetics.

But as soon as he thought of the identity under the leather case, he couldn't think of anything.

Besides, I still can't take off the snake girl's holster...

After hearing this, Bai Mo didn't say much, but gently changed back to his original appearance.

"Let's continue the topic just now. After I met you, I finally got a little clue."

"This is me, and it is also the world created by Jiewo. The background is the mythology of the prehistoric world that once existed on Earth. However, due to Jiewo's chaotic and disordered nature, many innate creatures are more curious."

"Indeed, there are all kinds of disgusting tentacle monsters in the village. I, who looks a little normal, often don't fit in with them because I'm not abnormal enough."

Although Yun Jie is a celestial being of all phases, all his memories of being a human have firmly locked his aesthetics on all kinds of indomitable humanoid creatures.

It is difficult to get a good impression of him as a non-human creature.

After all, he was also once a member of the Human Federation.

In the village where Feng Lixi lived, it was really a group of demons dancing wildly.

"As for you, due to the true immortal nature of the true spirit, you are more resistant to this kind of chaotic aesthetics, and most of your body can still maintain a human form."

"..."

"So Ye Zi and the others also retain more human characteristics?"

"If I'm not mistaken, you should have reincarnated into the seven sages in the prehistoric myth."

"Saint..." Yun Jie naturally understands the prehistoric myths that have been widely circulated on the earth.

"But...you and Jie me, what are you fighting about?"

"Maybe it's a Daoist struggle?" When it came to this question, even Bai Mo was a little confused.

The Samsara Tribulation system was indeed designed by him, but he did not expect that there would be so many moths. (end of this chapter)