Mythological origins

Digging pits and burying corpses are dirty and tiring jobs that are naturally not done by immortal cultivators. They are all done by mortal servants of the Yin-Yang Sect, so Lin Fan has the opportunity to take advantage of them.

"Wait."

Bai Mo stretched out his hand and stopped the two strong women who were about to carry the corpse away.

"Listen to the seniors." Mu Ziqing was worried that the two strong women who had lived in an environment where women were superior to men for a long time would not obey the other party's orders, and he reminded them specifically.

"Yes, Sect Master."

"It's this man, put him down."

When Bai Mo got the Yin-Yang Sect's Ascension Order, a mysterious feeling emerged in his heart, so he said, "This thing is destined to be with me."

The closer he is to the Yin-Yang Sect, the stronger this feeling is.

When he walked into the Yin-Yang Sect's mountain gate, that feeling pointed him step by step towards the back mountain.

Now Bai Mo, who has been following the feeling all the way, has finally confirmed the existence of this mysterious feeling that gave him.

"Thump."

"Thump."

"..."

As Bai Mo approached, Lin Fan's heart beat wildly, warning him that something extremely dangerous was about to happen.

He had been pretending to be dead, and he felt that he was about to stop pretending.

The invisible pressure around him made him almost suffocate just by the white-clothed boy approaching.

He suspected that if the other party stayed for another half a quarter of an hour, he would really be suffocated, and his fake death would become real death.

Of course, Lin Fan's pretending to be dead did not deceive the Jindan cultivator Mu Ziqing, who knew that this Yang material still had a weak heartbeat and breathing.

But what does it matter? There is no mortal settlement within 300 miles of the Yin-Yang Sect's mountain gate. It is also a question whether a useless person dragging such a broken body can walk out of these hundreds of miles alive.

What's more, as a Jindan cultivator, she has to lose face and finish off a half-dead mortal.

…

"The Yin-Yang Lock of the Ancient Daoist Master?" Bai Mo grabbed the jade lock on Lin Fan's chest and spent a few breaths searching his memory, finally confirming the identity of the owner of the jade lock.

The Yin-Yang Lock is a divine object that is hidden from the mind. It seems that it does not exist under the divine mind, and it is easy to deceive the cultivators who have relied on divine mind to observe the world for many years.

In Bai Mo's memory, the Ancient Daoist Master was also one of his enemies who participated in the siege of the Demon Sun Immortal Master in the previous life.

Now his inheritance has appeared in this small Yin-Yang Sect.

"That's my thing!!!"

Seeing that Bai Mo seemed to be taking away the Yin-Yang Lock, Lin Fan could no longer pretend to be dead, because the jade lock seemed to be connected to his body at this time.

Taking away the jade lock is tantamount to digging out his heart.

Especially when Bai Mo's hand touched the jade lock, the cool air flow that originally came out of the lock and slowly repaired Lin Fan's body suddenly turned into white light and kept flowing into Bai Mo's palm.

"Strange treasure?" The flashing light immediately attracted Mu Ziqing's attention.

When she found that the power of the young man who had been releasing the pressure of the late Jindan was constantly flowing into the jade lock, greed began to grow in her heart...

"The second historical text?"

Bai Mo, who was in a trance, was now focusing all his thoughts on the historical text.

There was a lot of extremely important information in it.

Even Lin Fan, who kept trying to pinch his neck with his hands but was always blocked outside by the protective aura, could not bring him back to his senses from the historical text.

"......

I don't know which life you are from, maybe many lives have passed.

If the me in the last life and the me in this life are not wrong. I seem to be trapped in a time ring, constantly reincarnating.

The time ring is the name I gave to this reincarnation seal in the last life.

Life after life, this world will always let me be reborn and then destroyed under the trend.

And every time I am reborn, I will lose something.

Maybe it's memory, maybe it's power, maybe it's both, I can't remember.

After reincarnation enough times.

Maybe 'I', Bai Mo, no longer exists.

..."

"......

I don't know what 'I' was planning in the first life.

But the situation now trapped in the time ring is definitely actively promoted by the 'I' at that time, not just a disaster that I faced passively.

......

Every adventure corresponding to the historical text will lead people astray.

..."

"Lead astray?"

Bai Mo noticed these four words.

He had guessed that these things belonging to Dao Zun were not obtained by pure luck, but were arranged behind the scenes.

Those who got the treasures would involuntarily follow the path arranged by Dao Zun, until they finally fell, or truly inherited the position of Dao Zun.

But why did the self in previous lives specifically mention this matter?

I should be the one who knows myself best.

Bai Mo also knew very well that whether in the past, present, or future, I should not touch such treasures full of pitfalls, and there was no need for additional reminders.

Now he can be sure that the so-called historical texts are the memories that he actively dispersed.

If all the historical texts can be found, everything he had planned in the past should be restored.

Why should I take the initiative to invest in the Ring of Time?

…

When the white light almost completely covered Bai Mo, Mu Ziqing on the side began to struggle in his heart, whether he should make a move to snatch the secret treasure.

The young man who had been showing a strong aura of the late Jindan period, oppressing others to a point of suffocation, had been sucked by the jade lock until he was only in the late foundation building period.

With her cultivation level of the early Jindan period, and in the case of a sneak attack, there was a high probability that she could succeed in one strike and kill him directly.

But she was still hesitating, one was worried that Bai Mo still had a backhand, and the other was worried that the jade lock would absorb her as well.

What if the effect of the jade lock absorbing cultivation was indiscriminate, and she was also sucked back to the foundation building period, wouldn’t it be a huge loss.

The other half of the Yang Jue that was missing from her Yin-Yang Jue was already in her hands. The two jue were combined into one, plus her accumulation over the years, if nothing unexpected happened, she would have a good chance of reaching the late Jindan period in sixty or seventy years.

Just as she continued to hesitate, Bai Mo's aura dropped sharply again.

This time, the only aura he revealed was the cultivation level of Qi Refining, but the suction power of the jade lock seemed to be exhausted.

"This treasure belongs to the capable, let's take a chance!" The jade lock named Yin Yang Lock instinctively called out to Mu Ziqing, the leader of Yin Yang Sect.

A voice kept telling her in her mind, refine it! Refine it!

"As long as you can refine the Yin Yang Lock into a life spirit weapon, let alone the Nascent Soul Stage, even the ultimate existence of this world, the God of Incarnation, you can easily touch it." The voice kept urging.

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