Mythological origins

It took Bai Mo nearly half a cup of tea to sort out this so-called historical text in his mind, or rather a large number of memories left by a certain person in his previous lives.

Rebirth is arranged.

He is currently in a reincarnation called the Ring of Time.

Moreover, in the first life, I still took the initiative to enter this ring of time.

Various contradictory or shocking information are intertwined, and Bai Mo begins to doubt which of his memories are true and which have been forged.

If the information in the historical text is true, and you are really reincarnating in the ring of time, and you lose some memory or power with each reincarnation, it feels like this world is slowly digesting itself. Same……

Then why did the self in the first life take the initiative to come in and be digested by the world?

"Could it be Taoist poison?"

Based on a lot of information, Bai Mo gradually came up with a vague guess. He needed more time and more attempts to verify his idea.

So he withdrew his mind and prepared to return his attention to the real world.

…

And just when Bai Mo slowly came back to his senses from the historical text, he saw that his right hand had turned into a ghost claw, which was about to penetrate Mu Ziqing's heart...

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

In the Yingchun Hall, there suddenly appeared something like steel being crushed and deformed, an extremely uncomfortable harsh sound.

The green and gloomy ghost claws, five fingers as sharp as demon knives, were twisted at this time, turned back nearly 180 degrees, and in turn pressed into the back of his hand.

"You want to see me for something?" Bai Mo slowly stood up from the ground and looked at Mu Ziqing, whose face was pale in pain because his right hand was completely deformed.

Just now, she was tempted.

Also took action.

To avoid future troubles, she also used her most powerful attack, the Netherworld Ghost Claw, which could attack the body and soul at the same time.

At that moment, when she was about to touch Bai Mo's back, a huge recoil force suddenly appeared, and her five fingers were pulled back half a circle.

As for the so-called soul attack, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without even a ripple.

If she hadn't seen that all five fingers on her right hand were missing, which made her feel heartbroken, she might have thought that she had used fake ghost claws.

This was the famous spell of one of Mu Ziqing's old friends, Master Nether, who was in the late Golden Core stage. He once killed two monks who were both in the late Golden Core stage with this technique alone.

Although she only learned six or seven kung fu skills under the personal guidance of the other party, she could not kill a mortal and achieve this effect.

"...Yes, I think you seem to be a bit possessed, senior, so I plan to remind you...to wake you up."

Mu Ziqing gritted his teeth, resisted the severe pain in his hand, and made up a lame excuse that even he didn't believe.

Not to mention that Mo Fengwu and others on the side didn't believe this excuse. Even the two strong women who were responsible for carrying the body changed their faces slightly after hearing this.

Even a fool could easily see Mu Ziqing's overflowing murderous intent just now.

To simply wake him up, do he need to use the Netherworld Ghost Claw with poison and soul attack?

"Um."

However, Bai Mo looked like he believed it.

"What's so unintuitive... How dare you trick me into committing suicide?" At this time, Mu Ziqing was blaming himself in his heart, hoping that the other party would really let him go.

"Sect Master Mu, do you know a saying that says, "To transform into a god, you must first transform into a mortal?" "To transform into a god, you must first transform into a mortal? I've never heard of it."

In the Yuanyang Realm, there are some monks who have transformed into gods, and there is a saying among the large sects that have been passed down for a long time, which is to transform into gods first.

This means that if a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage wants to be promoted to a god, he must use secret methods to transform himself into a mortal and experience the mortal world again...

Of course, for a golden elixir monk like Mu Ziqing who has no reliable inheritance, it is normal that he has never heard of it.

Even most Nascent Soul cultivators don’t know about this.

"Wait a minute, transforming into a god first transforms into a mortal, shouldn't you say..." Combined with the backlash from the Netherworld's claws just now, a terrifying conjecture suddenly appeared in her mind.

The other party's cultivation just now has regressed to a level close to that of a mortal. In fact, is he being promoted to a god? ! ! !

"Are you... afraid?"

"No...no! Senior...senior is worrying too much."

After thinking of this, Mu Ziqing instantly transformed into a shivering little girl, with no hint of the Demon Sect leader.

"It turns out that even gods can be easily touched, and that's what it means..."

She once again secretly cursed her unreliable intuition. When she said she encountered the Avatar, she never expected that she would touch it with her hands...

After practicing Taoism for more than two hundred years, she had only seen the figure of Senior Transformation God once in a grand gathering she attended decades ago.

However, the power and momentum displayed by the god-transformation monk back then seemed to be slightly inferior to that of this young man now.

"How come there is a hidden great cultivator of the Divine Transformation who comes to my Yin Yang Sect? And he is promoted casually in front of me?"

"Senior, have you ever needed a maid? Ziqing is not talented, but he is willing to serve as a maid for senior..." After a few moments of silence, Mu Ziqing's face was expressionless, and he endured the severe pain in his heart. He broke his fingers back to their original positions one by one, and then did the next Made a very shameless decision.

Such a 180-degree turn almost missed the waists of other people watching.

One second you were thinking about killing people and seizing treasures, and the next second you were kowtowing and acknowledging your master?

Even if the lower limit for people in the demonic path is extremely low, no one would have thought that they could reach this level.

"This senior, something is wrong..."

Mo Fengwu, who was watching the show, suddenly remembered that more than ten days ago, when Bai Mo first came to the Mo Mansion, he clearly said that he was only a cultivator in the foundation building period.

As a result, after joining the Yin-Yang Sect, his cultivation level became Jindan, and now he has jumped to become a cultivator standing at the top of the pyramid.

Even someone like her who knows almost nothing about the world of immortal cultivators knows that this is very wrong.

She believes that the stepmothers are very smart and will definitely not fail to think of this.

But the situation is stronger than people, so what can they do if they think of it?

What can they, a few orphans and widows, do to the cultivators who have already stood at the top of the human world?

...

"Is this power?" Lin Fan, who was lying on the ground and watching everything that happened, once again felt his weakness and powerlessness.

The leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, who regarded himself as garbage, bowed down in front of a stronger force, asking for whatever he wanted, and even changed his face in an instant and took the initiative to ask to become a maidservant.

As for himself, his life and death were out of his control. Even the jade locket that he had obtained with great difficulty and was almost connected to his life and death was taken away.

But when he saw all this happening, he could only force himself to play dead, pretending to be unconscious and unresponsive, and not even showing a trace of anger.