Mythological origins

"Holy Terra Empire? Is this a force outside the Daochen Realm? Are they also looking for the historical text?"

Bai Mo knew from the historical text that he had obtained before that he came from a place outside the Daochen world, so he would not be too surprised to see other travelers appear in this world.

But judging from the other party's tone, this Holy Empire of Terra has the ability to proactively deploy troops across the world. It is definitely not a simple organization.

But why are they looking for something like a historical text?

It is basically certain that the white ink of the historical text is my scattered memories of many generations.

An organization, on the one hand, wants to erase all his records, on the other hand, it seeks his memory at all costs. What kind of trouble is this?

"... Daochen Realm is a cursed place in the legend of the empire. How come I, Charles, was assigned the task of going to Daochen Realm... Is it because I have offended someone in the past?"

“...The civilization of the Cursed Land is quite fragmented. The technological level of the lower class society is still stuck in the medieval era, and transportation is mainly animal power. However, the middle- and upper-class monks have subsonic or even supersonic flight vehicles, and they also master quite advanced weapons. Space technology can build the organization's headquarters in subspace..."

"...The gap between monks and mortals in this world is greater than that between imperial men and monkeys..."

"...According to my inference, the historical texts are all hosted by plug-ins of the so-called sons of 'luck'. As long as they can be found, there is a high probability that the legendary historical texts can be found."

"...Ah! I, a late-level third-level alchemist, was actually injured by a mere early-level second-level kid. Is the backlash really so big for the cheats of these Sons of Destiny?"

"... Luck is really a magical thing. If it weren't for the 'Mirror of the Universe' given by the Lord, I would never have been able to observe this kind of thing at the third level. It's a pity that the backlash of using this mirror Too big.”

"..."

Bai Mo read the diary left by the other party one by one, which recorded many stories of his coming to Daochen Realm, the lower realm of Yuanyang Realm.

At the bottom of the diary, there is a tightly packed small box. Even after decades, it still has not changed at all. It should be the mirror body of the universe mentioned in his diary.

He didn't pay attention to the two groups of people hiding from the rain on the left and right. He was about to open the box on the spot, but he didn't expect that there was a strange self-destruct code lock on it.

Only by answering the questions correctly will the lock open. If it is violently dismantled, the contents inside will be destroyed together with the lock.

question:

Odd changes to even.

He was stunned for a while, and then he recalled some memories from previous lives:

Symbols look at the quadrants.

Then the lock opened.

Inside is a broken bronze mirror with several huge cracks running across it. One can't help but suspect that as long as a little force is applied, the bronze mirror will immediately fall apart and turn into fragments on the ground.

"The child body of the immortal weapon?"

Bai Mo glanced at the material and roughly judged the grade of the bronze mirror.

The existence of luck can only be truly felt by those at the level of true immortal.

If monks under the True Immortal also want to sense luck, they can only borrow the power of immortal weapons.

However, immortal weapons are precious and consume a lot of money. Ordinary monks may not be able to use them even if they are sucked dry. Therefore, substitutes such as the fairy weapon body were born, which are usually items given by true immortals to their subordinates. You can borrow a bit of the power of the fairy weapon.

…

"What is that person doing..."

"He seems to have found a treasure under the statue of the god!" "That mirror looks like it's not ordinary at first sight."

"How do you know?"

"Guess."

"..."

Since Bai Mo didn't pay attention to the people hiding from the rain, the box was even opened in front of them. Master Jinguang and Master Shui Jing almost saw the whole process of unlocking the lock, and also saw the mirror inside the box.

Relying on the intuition of a cultivator, Master Jinguang believed that it was definitely a good thing with a higher level of magic weapon, although he had never seen the legendary magic weapon before, and he didn't even have a magic weapon on his body.

If it weren't for the fact that there were several general knowledge classes on the world of immortality in the Yin Yang Sect training class, and they listened very carefully to the end, they probably wouldn't have had the concept of a magic weapon in their minds.

That is something that only Golden Core Stage cultivators are qualified to possess.

…

The girl who was surrounded by several guards on the other side also noticed the strange changes under the statue.

The weird man in white who had never looked at me since he entered the door seemed to have found something good under the statue.

But their group had a blood feud and were still being hunted. They were still carrying the wounded, so they really didn't want to meddle in other people's business.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier. This dilapidated temple, which had been in disrepair for a long time, had more and more leaking places under the violent storm. Only the area near the statue was still water-tight, so the two groups had to fight hard. He rubbed his scalp and slowly moved towards the white ink.

When going out in the wilderness, no one wants to get too close to strangers, but they are forced to get closer by the heavy rain.

This time, both Master Jinguang and the others, as well as the girls and his group, could clearly see the mirror next to Bai Mo and a bunch of completely incomprehensible words.

Although the two masters Jin Guang have received basic knowledge about the world of immortality, they have always been just honest coolie men. They are really incapable of killing people and seizing treasures. At most, they are envious of each other's good luck.

"Is this big brother injured?"

Even though the masked girl had a veil on her face, Master Jin Guang could roughly guess that she must be a beauty, so he started to find a topic to chat with her.

But this topic was obviously very inappropriate.

The guard leader was injured because he was protecting the girl who was being hunted by the enemy. The other three guards were also injured. The team was at its lowest combat power. Master Jin Guang’s question immediately aroused the other party’s vigilance.

“I, I, I, I just want to ask, we have medicine for injuries, do you need help?”

After all, he was just an honest boy of 18 years old. Master Jin Guang saw the beautiful woman frowning slightly, and immediately stuttered when he spoke.

“Uncle Zhong…” The girl cast her eyes on the guard leader, a middle-aged man with several fresh scars on his face.

“You… are cultivators.” Uncle Zhong did not directly answer the masked girl, but turned to Master Jin Guang and asked.

"Yes... we are... wuwuwu... why are you covering my mouth!"

Shuijing Shangren, who was standing next to him, felt that if he didn't stop it, Jin Guang, the idiot who lost his soul when he saw a beautiful woman, would definitely reveal their secrets.

Bai Mo still said nothing and didn't care about their affairs, as if he was a wooden man, just like the statue.