Mythological origin

Chapter 96 meet again
"You guys..."

Hearing Ye Dexian in front of him slandering the black magic that he had devoted countless efforts to, Cuomo subconsciously wanted to refute, but when he was about to say something, he seemed to think of something suddenly, and finally took it back.

Some of the most primitive structures and ideas of black magic were indeed obtained by Cuomo by sacrificing an existence named Bai.

But after hundreds of years of transformation and dozens of painstaking iterations, the current black magic has no resemblance to the original structure.

Even the most basic things have been refactored twice.

"You said that black magic is not a good thing..."

"Could it be, do you know its source?!"

Cuomo knew that Bai Mo was in front of him, but he used a very mysterious way to reduce his sense of existence to a very low level, so he asked Ye Dexian this question on purpose.

"Originally, I promised to never mention that person again, but now that you have stepped into the seventh-level circle, it is not a big problem to know some inside information."

In order to dissuade Cuomo from giving up black magic, Ye Dexian even temporarily lowered his tone, preparing to tell some secrets, hoping that the other party will really listen to it, and not to cause some difficult troubles for humans.

"..."

"Patriarch Ye, long time no see."

A cold voice came into Ye Dexian's ears.

"Why... why are you back?!" Ye Dexian staggered when he heard this voice.

"It's you! Bai Mo!! You came out of the ring of time?!"

Ye Dexian didn't realize the existence of the other party until the man in white who had a very low sense of existence in his eyes spoke.

"Dark magic...Como...Kirkov is right, they are indeed your pawns."

When Ye Dexian saw Bai Mo, he recalled his communication with Kirkov, the former speaker of the Imperial Council, and instantly guessed many things.

……

Time goes back to more than ten years ago.

In a certain world of Great Thousand Leaders, there is an ancient castle that is said to be haunted.

"Chairman Kirkov, you hide really deep, and it's not easy for me to find it..." A young man in Tsing Yi said strangely while standing next to a coffin.

Inside this completely airtight coffin is Kirkov, the former chairman of the Imperial Council who is still alive, and the seventh-rank True Immortal.

"Patriarch Ye, don't say that, I'm no longer the speaker."

"It seems that you are really seriously injured, and even the dharma body has to be put into the moon coffin for repair."

"No way, I found out later that when Cuomo became a fairy, he had already awakened two supernatural powers."

"Two supernatural beings... no wonder..."

Mystery is a special ability that extraordinary people have the opportunity to awaken after they step into the seventh level.

Miraculous abilities are often extremely powerful, mostly related to time and space, and to true immortals, miraculous abilities are like instinct, the consumption of activation is very low, and the bonus to combat power is very terrifying.

"You said... he... will have supernatural powers?"

After the emergence of the concept of supernatural, this problem followed.

Because Bai Mo never mentioned anything miraculous from the beginning to the end.

It seems unreasonable to name the crazy character after him.

"do not know."

"But does he still need it?"

"..."

"Perhaps his miraculousness is some kind of curse?"

Kirkov recalled that 200 years ago, not long after he returned from that celestial world, he began to be a bit obsessed with trying to find the mysterious existence called the text of history.

He kept sending people desperately, even going into battle in person, sending clones to try to sneak into the Daochen Realm again.

Completely ignoring the dissuasion of others, and almost not caring about government affairs, he completely abandoned his cultivation, and all his thoughts fell on the body of the history text for no reason.

After wasting for many years, Kirkov found a fragment of the historical text from the chaotic Daochen world at a great cost.

It was precisely because of staying still for a long time that he, a veteran true fairy with miraculous powers, was caught up and injured by the latecomer Cuomo, who snatched away the treasured fragments of the historical text.

And it was only after he lost the fragments of the historical text and was forced to hide in the leader ship far away from the center to recover from his injuries that he slowly came back to his senses.

Kirkov looked back at what he had done back then, and it was as if he had been possessed.

So he is different from the true immortals of the new generation, he firmly believes that Bai Mo, who has not heard from him for 200 years, is not dead.

Most of the veteran true immortals who lived under his shadow believed that Bai Mo had not really died, but some thought that he had failed to cross the tribulation and had stayed in the Daochen Realm forever.

As for the people who came later, they lived in an almost completely "de-white ink" environment, and their understanding of him was almost zero. Except for a very few people who were by chance like Cuomo, they basically didn't care about it.

After hundreds of years of deliberate forgetting, the folks have long been unable to find any effective information about Bai Mo. The human beings who left together back then, even the third-order existences with a lifespan of nearly [-], all died at the end of their lives.

Those who do not enter the fifth rank are almost reduced to the dust of history.

Now Kirkov not only doesn't hate Cuomo for taking everything from him at all, but also appreciates him for rescuing himself from the demon.

Otherwise, he is very likely to continue to be enchanted, continue to waste time, and completely become a tool for searching for the so-called "historical text".

"Miraculous, it really is a power beyond imagination, it can make people be enchanted without knowing it..."

……

"It's been 200 years, even if it's two reincarnation tribulations, it's time to wake up, maybe it's true..."

Although Ye Dexian didn't quite believe it, a generation of outstanding people whose shadow has shrouded the world for hundreds of years would die quietly like this.

But what if.

"He's definitely not dead."

"You have evidence?!"

"He's probably, just stuck."

Over the years, although Kirkov had dropped out of his cultivation due to his obsession, he never missed classes on the study of historical texts.

In the process of sorting out memories in seclusion for these years, he gradually formed a guess by interpreting the information in the fragments of the historical text - Bai Mo was probably trapped in an unknown existence called the Ring of Time.

"Trapped? Could it be that he was turned over by the natives of the Daochen Realm?"

Ye Dexian still remembered that 200 years ago, when all their avatars left the Daochen Realm, Bai Mo completely suppressed the real immortal on the opposite side to fight, and in the end he used a move to open the world again, killing the sky and the earth.

"I suspect that he is taking away the Heavenly Dao of that world, and the Heavenly Dao of the Celestial Realm wants to assimilate him to improve his personality.

"..."

If the words hadn't been heard by Kirkov himself, it would probably be taken as some fanfare's nonsense.

"Do you know black magic?" After a long silence, Ye Dexian decided to change the topic.

"I know, what the Magic Union fiddled with, a group of guys who don't know how to live or die, even dare to use his power."

The concept of black magic was first proposed by Cuomo, the president of the Magic Union.

According to him, there is a kind of "dark energy" in the void, and through some special methods, you can mobilize this "dark energy" for your own use.

This special way of mobilizing "dark energy" was named black magic by him.

Cuomo has a grand idea.

He wants to build a huge structure called the magic net, so that countless people have the opportunity to come into contact with the great black magic, and also let more mortals have the opportunity to touch the extraordinary.

"His strength?"

"Black magic is like a solar power panel, which receives the light and heat emitted by the sun unconsciously and turns it into electrical energy that can be used by itself."

"But what if... just what if, the sun actually has a will of its own?"

"Sun, are you referring to him?" Ye Dexian reacted instantly.

The Zhenyang Xingjun who devoured the sun and then turned into a great sun, anyone who experienced that scene hundreds of years ago will never forget it.

"That's just my guess."

"What the black magic captures is most likely the power he exudes unconsciously..."

"You try to close the other senses, and then spread the divine sense to the limit?" Kirkov continued the previous words.

"What will I see?"

Although with the power of a true immortal, the divine sense is enough to cover the entire Daqian leader ship, but it is not possible to "look far away" like this all day on weekdays, and the observation range is usually at most one or two hundred kilometers around.

"In the extreme far distance, I will see a very dim star emitting off-white light, so dim that if I don't concentrate all my attention, it will be difficult to find it."

"Can't find it."

"..."

"You try to visualize the starry sky with this set of visualization methods at the same time?" Kirkov thought for a few seconds, and suddenly understood the reason.

Ye Dexian suspiciously accepted the concept.

In all fairness, as a veteran digger, he generally doesn't like to touch things of unknown origin.

But for some reason, this time the body reacted faster than the brain, took over the idea with one hand, and opened the pages to observe the contents inside.

……

After half a cup of tea.

"I see the star."

"It's white and hazy, it looks as if it's infinitely far away from me, but it also seems to be within reach."

"Congratulations, your introduction to black magic." Kirkov smiled mechanically.

"Are you fucking me?!"

dark magic.

White misty star.

Lord Zhenyang Xing.

Putting these three words together, Ye Dexian suddenly woke up from the fog.

Now I understand what I just visualized!
"What did I do just now?!" Kirkov woke up, and finally realized that something was wrong with him.

"You handed this thing over to me." After straightening out the situation and barely suppressing his anger, Ye Dexian threw his thoughts back to Kirkov.

"Unexpectedly, I have been self-enclosed for 20 years, but I still haven't got rid of this mental pollution. Daoyou Ye, I owe you a favor this time."

"You hid in the coffin, not just to heal your wounds?"

"His body has been advanced successfully, and he has transformed into a star that exists in a special space. It is a strange star that can only be observed if he has started black magic, but his self-awareness is still trapped. Inside the Ring of Time.

In essence, it should be the unconscious spiritual pollution of Lord Zhenyang Xing..."

Kirkov actually didn't know whether this kind of spiritual pollution was a kind of supernatural, or just a huge gap in pure realm.

"In other words, is that star still an unconscious shell?"

"Not all of them, there may still be a very weak bit of consciousness remaining."

"How do you know this?"

"Don't forget, a part of the historical text has been in my hands for hundreds of years."

The existence of the "historical text" is not a secret among the real high-rises of the empire. After all, it is a strange treasure that Kirkov has been intoxicated with for more than a hundred years, and everyone has more or less heard of it.

"..."

When Ye Dexian saw Bai Mo, he suddenly remembered something, which made him very angry.

After seeing Kirkov back then, he found that he was also mentally polluted during the visualization process. In order to get rid of the shadow of white ink in his mind, he had to hide and treat with him.

This delay is almost ten years.

As a result, not long after leaving the customs, he directly bumped into the real master, ten years of busy work was wasted.

PS: Happy Valentine's Day everyone~
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