Mythological origins

"I'm going to continue to retreat."

Bai Mo didn't pay attention to the many twists and turns in Shi Linan's heart, and turned around to return to the cave again.

However, after taking a few steps forward, he seemed to remember something. He took out a few small gadgets in his hand and threw them casually into the arms of the people behind him.

"'Baiyun Holy Elephant Fist'?" Shi Jinghong looked at what fell into her hands.

"Baiyun Fist is the prerequisite foundation of Baiyun Holy Elephant Fist. Theoretically, Baiyun Holy Elephant Fist can be practiced to the fifth level... I hope I can see you again next time I leave seclusion."

"Can you still see us? Why did senior say this?"

Compared to casually throwing out a terrifying martial arts scripture pointing to the fifth level, or the foundation-building pill that both Shi Long and himself had been asking for, Shi Linan was more concerned about what was behind Bai Mo. words.

He had a bad guess.

"I will be in seclusion this time, maybe fifty years, maybe a hundred years later, before I come out. Maybe when I come out next time, you will all be dead." Bai Mo gave a rare explanation, which was why they sounded a bit... Uncomfortable.

"..."

"Senior, are you going to retreat to death?!"

"The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze."

Bai Mo didn't answer Shi Lin'an's question, he just turned around with a smile, reciting poems, and walked step by step towards his cave.

As his voice faded away, a small peach branch appeared on every footprint behind Bai Mo.

The branches grew upward rapidly, and in a blink of an eye they reached a height close to several people's waists.

Several peach blossoms bloomed rapidly on the branches in a very unnatural way, leaving several people stunned for a moment.

They were completely unaware that Bai Mo's figure had disappeared at the end of the peach forest.

…

"Father, we..."

"Practice hard. If you can live until the day when your senior comes out of seclusion, maybe there will be another fate.

Also, you two, starting from tomorrow, you must listen to the family master’s lectures for at least two hours every day to broaden your knowledge.

What is wrong with a gentleman? In the world of cultivation, cultivation and strength are everything!

As long as you are strong enough, not to mention ten young masters, even if they have three thousand faces, no one will dare to say no.

It is really the greatest absurdity in the world to delay cultivation just for some superficial appearance! "

"Yes..." After hearing this, the two women quickly lowered their heads and said yes.

Shi Lin'an squeezed the Foundation Establishment Pill in his hand tightly, as if he wanted to take out the pill, and the long-extinguished flame in his heart seemed to be rekindled in his eyes.

A top-quality foundation-building pill can increase the probability of foundation-building by 30%, making it worth his last gamble.

It is true that his path is almost cut off, but if he burns his life with the medicine of tiger and wolf, he will not be unable to walk again.

He raised his head, looked deep into the peach tree, and sighed softly.

The little bit of face left behind by our ancestors hundreds of years ago has now disappeared.

After all, the Shi family is just a small foundation-building family. Being able to become familiar with such a thick thigh is already a blessing, and I can't expect too much.

…

This peach blossom seed was given to Bai Mo by King Qing Wu Yanhuo.

The opponent's body is a mutated apple tree, but the peach blossom tree is essentially its daughter. However, the genes of the seeds have undergone a lot of magical modifications, and they have suddenly changed from producing apples to producing flat peaches.

In just a few quarters of an hour, this mutated peach tree used the terrifying diffusion ability it inherited from the fairy seed to completely surround the cave, and then returned to its normal growth state.

Bai Mo, who returned to the cave mansion again, looked at the brilliant peach blossoms outside the mansion, holding the hanging beads he made in his hand, and his thoughts drifted far away.

This is the first time he has used Xuantian Golden Pearl in the two years since he arrived in Tianxuan Continent.

The beads store part of his power that belongs to the ghosts and immortals. With the help of the Xuantian Golden Bead, he can travel through his soul to certain places where special landmarks are buried.

For example, here.

"Bai Mo, you're not dead?!"

On a deserted planet, Yun Jie stared at an ordinary stone in front of him.

Behind him, there were six immortals who were equally shocked.

"Sure enough, you also have means to actively interfere with the results of the quantum slingshot." Shitou suddenly spoke word by word in a strange way.

The rough and fuzzy sound sounded like the signal was somewhat bad.

But the smell of white ink is something that even those who turned to ashes will never forget.

"Your methods are not bad either."

"I have placed a beacon on each of your teams, my right hand that is betting on the new era."

"..."

"It seems we still underestimated you."

"So, our quantum slingshot project was a lonely one?"

"It doesn't count, because strictly speaking, I don't know where I am in the universe now, and Kuroshio naturally doesn't know either."

"..."

"This universe is so vast that it makes people despair. It's too difficult not to stay together and stay warm." Yun Jie said with emotion.

If Bai Mo didn't have so many crazy threats, they would actually be happy for each other to exist.

"You haven't said how you escaped. The power level of the two swords that suddenly appeared that day is obviously much higher than ours. Logically speaking, even you would have a hard time escaping."

"I didn't run away."

"The two immortal-killing swords are still confronting me, but my body has been destroyed by them, and I am now in a state of reincarnation."

"The state of reincarnation?"

"For the eighth-level samsara calamity, the task is no longer to retrieve lost memories and awaken oneself, because the power of the calamity is no longer enough to obscure the memory of our true spirits."

After Bai Mo took the initiative to participate in the reincarnation of Tianxuan Continent, he gradually discovered recently that he was actually equivalent to opening the fourth samsara calamity and entering a mysterious state.

He did not lose his memory and still knew all his arrangements, but he also inexplicably felt that he was in the samsara calamity.

If he could not get out of this calamity, he would never be able to surpass the power before the reincarnation.

This accident made Bai Mo change his plan and use the golden beads in advance.

"Then... how can I survive the eighth-level samsara calamity?"

"I don't know either."

Bai Mo's answer was simple and rough.

He had never thought that the gameplay of the later samsara calamity was actually different from the previous one. This might be the most helpless thing for these seekers.

No matter how well the route is conceived, no matter how well calculated it is, when you really take that step, there is still a possibility of unexpected things.

In the end, the road ahead is dark, and those who are walking in the front are just calculating and guessing what is in the darkness.

"But I want to tell you something."

"Something about the path of all of you."