Mythological origin

Chapter 55 Round
"Yes, I know." Zhao Zilin couldn't deny the fact, so she nodded.

Then she felt black in front of her eyes and lost consciousness.

His eyes turned white, and he looked lost.

"I... I am a member of the Second Army of the Holy Terra Empire's Marinjoa Secret Operations, and I am directly under the management of Brigadier General Hua Qing, the third lieutenant under Speaker Kirkov..."

The hypnotized Zhao Zilin began to automatically recall the memory of swallowing that remnant soul.

When the two names of Kirkov and Hua Qing were mentioned, Bai Mo's soul felt as if an earthquake had occurred.

Regarding the true origin of Bai Mo, the earliest memory barrier full of darkness suddenly seemed to have been drilled two small holes in the shock of the soul.

Although the hole is very small, it can already pass through the faint light.

The embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed by an ant's nest.

With a starting point, more cracks began to spread out from the center of the small hole, like a chain reaction. The hundreds of years of memory, like a torrent of light, broke through the barrier and rushed towards the white ink.

For true immortals or more accurately, for ghost immortals, memory is power, and taking back all one's knowledge and memories is equivalent to taking back all the power.

The power on his body began to increase crazily, and soon completely exceeded the limit of Yuanyang Realm.

Clouds of catastrophe gathered layer after layer on Bai Mo's head, during which lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, as if endless catastrophe and thunder would fall at any time.

It's a pity that only the thunder was loud, but it looked like it didn't even strike a bolt of lightning.

Or it just doesn't seem to be split, but in fact, just after leaving Jieyun, he was annihilated in the endless power frenzy around him.

As soon as Jie Lei showed his head, he was directly suppressed in his swaddling clothes.

The world is roaring and vibrating. The Yuanyang Realm is just a mortal realm, so nowhere can it bear the arrival of a fairy whose personality and size are all on it.

If a true immortal descended into the mortal world with its own body, it would be like bacteria in a human stomach suddenly expanding into a tyrannosaurus rex, and it would only sustain the human body until it exploded.

……

"The sky is out of order, what's going on?"

In the Yanghuo Palace, Ji Xuande, a great monk who is proficient in Tianyan's divine calculation, suddenly found that the secrets of the sky were all messed up, and he couldn't calculate anything in the future.

This was a catastrophic blow to him, a celestial master.

"Could it be that person..." His junior brother Wei Wuya also sensed that something was wrong, and his first reaction was that mysterious monk who made him "lose a move".

The Yuanyang Realm is just that big, and the cultivators who have transformed themselves for thousands of years have basically understood it. If there is only one doubt, it may be the mysteriously appearing cultivator from the upper realm.

His own strength is extremely powerful, but his tactics are extremely strange, as if he doesn't know how to fight, and he also gave himself a prophecy of ascension time and opportunity.

"It's very possible. You and I know the old monsters in the Yuanyang Realm both openly and secretly, and they definitely have no ability to shake the secrets of heaven."

"Then we should now..."

"We can only wait and see."

"..."

"Otherwise, I can't even use Tianyan's magic calculation now. Last time I had a whim, spent a hundred years of accumulated calculations, and then took ten years of my life to calculate the chance of ascension. Only then did I calculate a chance in the west. I sent you Head west to find opportunities."

"..."

"Didn't you say that you calculated that there is a treasure over there, and you asked me to go and see it?!" Wei Wuya felt that he had been fooled.

Last time, the senior brother obviously told himself that the West has great treasures and asked him to find opportunities, but in the end he was hammered all over his head.

If it weren't for his supernatural powers, people might not be able to come back completely.

"The heavenly secret must not be revealed..." At this time Ji Xuande practiced Tai Chi.

"Obviously I am the one who leaked the most..."

They were not the only monks who had a similar feeling. All the monks in Yuanyang Realm had sensed that a great change was taking place on a world level.

That feeling, as if, the way of heaven is about to collapse.

……

"It's my turn."

At this time, Bai Mo's pupils became very abnormal. First, there was a transparent ring inside, and then there were three outer rings arranged in a font of white, black, and silver.

This is no longer double pupils, but four pupils.

Not long after, as a black shadow flew out of him, heading straight to the sky, the four pupils became three pupils, and the black circle in the eyes gradually faded and disappeared.

Then a silver shadow also flew out from Bai Mo's body, heading straight to the nine heavens, the three pupils turned into double pupils, and the silver ring in the eyes gradually faded and disappeared.

At the end is a white shadow, which is not as relaxed as the first two shadows, and struggled out of Bai Mo's body with an extremely difficult look, and immediately turned into a puddle of liquid, melted into the ground, and disappeared without a trace .

After losing these three shadows, Bai Mo's aura quickly slid down from the level of the real immortal, all the way back to the level of the transformation god, and the robbery cloud in the sky also slowly dissipated as his cultivation base slipped.

But Bai Mo's face showed unprecedented ease.

Bai Mo took a final deep look at Zhao Zilin and disappeared into Linzhou City.

……

"Hey, what happened? Why is there an extra sack?"

After time started to flow again, Zhao Zilin and Shui Jing looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Where's the senior?" She vaguely remembered that the senior who saved her life seemed to ask a question... and then there was no more.

"Something's wrong, why can't I remember it at all, what's the problem?!"

Obviously it happened just now, but Zhao Zilin found that she didn't remember what happened at all.

She subconsciously touched her body around, as if she didn't lose anything, she was taken aback by the water mirror next to her, and Jin Guang who was peeping outside.

Originally, Jin Guang happened to pass by and saw that the two of them seemed to be chatting privately, so he hid outside and eavesdropped, but he inadvertently noticed the scene of Bai Mo's arrival.

It's a pity that he was also frozen like the other two, and he didn't know what happened during the time when he lost his memory.

"Spiritual stones, all are spiritual stones!"

Zhao Zilin peeked into the bag secretly, and was choked by the pure aura gushing out from the mouth of the bag.

She had never seen a spirit stone that could radiate aura independently.

"It's definitely a high-end product... a mid-grade, maybe a top-grade spirit stone!"

If this sack is full of high-grade spirit stones, then the value is hard to say.

The matter was of great importance, if she hadn't been unable to get rid of Master Shui Jing for a while, she would have wanted to kill him first.

If one more person knows about it, one more person will share the spoils. A sack of high-grade spirit stones is full of tens of dollars.

According to what she read in the Cultivation Encyclopedia, a high-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for [-] low-grade spirit stones, and there is basically no market for it. This sack of high-grade spirit stones is worth hundreds of thousands of ordinary spirit stones...

(End of this chapter)