Mythological origins

Martial arts cultivation does not rely much on spiritual roots, but has its own independent qualification judgment mechanism.

In general, the entry qualification restrictions for martial arts cultivation are far less strict than those for immortal cultivation.

Even in the former empire, where a "spiritual root" can be bought with money, the number of people who take the martial arts route is several times that of those who take the magic route.

Of course, the entry is the entry, and the road behind is not necessarily easier than the immortal path. When it comes to the top, martial arts has no advantage at all.

"Yin Yang Five Elements Secret, that's a rugged path for desperate people."

"Heavenly Dao fifty, Tian Yan forty-nine."

"..."

"Your name is Lei Rulong?" Bai Mo said, and suddenly looked at the bearded man next to him.

"I am!"

After hearing this, Bai Mo took out a mysterious compass from the space ring.

"Just in case, I'd better confirm it."

"Put your finger in the middle of the compass."

"?"

The big man is a person who has been in the world for many years. He knows that there are all kinds of curse techniques in this world. How dare he listen to a stranger's words.

Even this stranger looked very unusual.

"The owner of this compass is an old acquaintance of mine. Now I have some doubts that you are his descendant."

"..."

"What evidence do you have?" He could hardly believe the other party's words based on one-sided words.

"Evidence? The compass says you are, does this count as evidence?"

"Of course not, the compass was originally taken out by you..."

"Forget it, I am still not good at reasoning."

"?!"

Although he didn't understand what happened, Lei Rulong instinctively picked up his ring-headed knife for defense based on his many years of experience.

"?"

Such a change made the girl from the Shi family who was eating melons and thought there was some bitter ethical drama stunned.

"Too slow."

Bai Mo turned his palm into a blade and gently slapped the wrist of Lei Rulong's right hand holding the knife. He was like being struck by lightning and had to drop the knife in pain.

Immediately, Bai Mo grabbed the pulse gate of his right hand and pulled him up with his hand.

During the takeoff, his index finger just touched the center of Bai Mo's compass.

The compass emitted a dazzling yellow light.

"Sure enough, you are his descendant, and the relevance is not too low." Bai Mo did not even look at Lei Rulong, who was covered in dirt after landing, and said to himself.

"I wonder which ancestor of the family you know?" Lei Rulong asked back while getting up from the ground.

Fists are the simplest and most brutal evidence.

When Bai Mo showed his power to crush him at will, Lei Rulong had to force himself to believe what the other party said.

This is the unspoken rule of the martial arts world, or the entire world of immortal cultivation.

Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway.

If you still don't believe it, I will beat you until you believe it.

"You probably don't know it either. I'm just entrusted by him. If there is a chance, I will give these things to his descendants." Bai Mo took out a package from the storage ring in his hand again and threw it to Lei Rulong gently.

Lei Rulong took the package doubtfully, secretly glanced inside, and his whole look changed.

"Thank you, sir. I cannot repay you for your kindness." He quickly put away the package, pretended to be calm, bowed to Bai Mo, and then left regardless of everything. He wanted to go home immediately.

The things inside were really too valuable.

The few kinds of elixirs that he could barely recognize were enough to make the entire martial arts world hunt him down ten times, and there was also the world of immortal cultivation above the martial arts world, not to mention that there were a lot of treasures that he had never seen before.

His Lei family was just a ruined family. The legend of his ancestors was that they were once rich, but by the time it was passed down to his generation, there was not much left.

"The dance pavilion and the singing stage, the elegance was always blown away by the rain and wind... In two thousand years, even the once true immortal family has fallen into what it is now."

Bai Mo looked at Lei Rulong's figure going away, and he rarely sighed.

The compass just now and the things in the package were all given to him by Farel, who was born in Tianxuan Continent in his previous life, before he left.

She, or rather, he, was once the patriarch of a prominent super family two thousand years ago.

However, things never go as planned. He and two other Taoist friends were plotted against by their enemies and were suppressed for more than a thousand years.

The immortal cultivation family with the strongest as its core also fell apart and had to change its name and face.

Six hundred years ago, Farel and the other two finally escaped from the predicament, but their former family had long since disappeared.

Of course, she was being hunted down and had no time to care. She took advantage of a space crack and accidentally escaped to Earth with a certain unlucky little cultivator.

Then, it was familiar history.

Two thousand years had passed, and she had already been reincarnated, so theoretically, she had nothing to do with her original family.

But Farel still felt a little bit unsatisfied, so she asked Bai Mo to give something to one of her lucky descendants.

However, what is considered a "little thing" by the immortals is a super treasure that is extremely valuable to ordinary people...

...

"Miss, the three-year period has come. Please return to the family."

Lei Rulong disappeared within less than an incense stick of time. More than a dozen swordsmen in white suddenly appeared in front of Bai Mo and the others, surrounding them and speaking respectfully.

"Miss Long, it's time to go back. This is what the master wants." Behind the many swordsmen, an old man with white hair and beard slowly walked out.

"Mr. Ning? My father asked you to come here. It seems that he has made up his mind and must let me go back."

The girl from the Shi family looked at the old man and frowned slightly.

"I can go back with you, but there is a condition."

"Miss, please tell me." The white-haired old man glanced at Bai Mo. I don't know what he thought of, and his expression became more and more strange.

"I want the family to invite this senior back home with the highest standard of VIP etiquette." She pointed to Bai Mo beside her and said.

"Senior?"

Hearing this title, the white-haired old man inexplicably felt that he had put down a big stone in his heart.

When he first appeared, he saw the young lady walking with the young man, and heard that the young lady was willing to return to the family for a certain condition. He was afraid that this was the lover she met outside...

At present, it seems that he should have thought too much.

With the character of the young lady, if she really had an interest, she would never call him "senior".

There are many ways to keep young in the world of immortal cultivation. There are many old monsters who look young but are actually three-digit years old.

The Grand Elder of their Xuanjian Villa, a cultivator in the foundation-building stage, is over 150 years old. He looks like a young man, so don't judge people by appearance.

"Miss, we will obey everything. May I know... what is your name, senior?"

The white-haired old man originally wanted to address Bai Mo as a peer, but when he approached Bai Mo, many instincts in his body were alarming, and he quickly changed his words.

"Shen Zong."

"It just so happens that I also want to return this sword, so I'll go there."