The Original Seeker

But no matter how unwilling they are, the current situation is the current situation. Before they are strong enough to contend with the wheel of history, or even create a new era, all the feelings about untimely life are pale and weak.

I hate to be born 100,000 years earlier.

"A group of lucky mortals."

The three of them let out a sigh of relief as they watched the endless stream of people in the city.

They have done a census, and with the help of the ability to trace their origins, they found that out of every ten people who had received the impact of the spiritual wave, at least one out of ten had the talent, which was more talented than when they first started practicing.

They were able to stand out among the countless creatures in the Profound Sky Continent and go to the end. Their talent, luck, and hard work were incomparable, but they were shocked by the results of this census.

However, he was only a little bit emotional about the injustice of the heavens. For thousands of years, the talents were higher than them, but in the end, there were absolutely many super geniuses who died in front of them.

The first wave of naturally occurring spiritual tides profoundly changed the various races on the earth from some invisible level, and then reversed the destiny of all people.

"Indeed." A cold and ethereal voice curled up from a far distance, "I'm just a lucky mortal."

Pale light and shadow appeared behind the red-haired youth without warning, slowly reorganizing the silhouette of the adult.

"Have you finished reading what we left?" After the red world disciple noticed the shadow behind him, he was slightly surprised for a moment, and he immediately reacted.

Gaia seemed to be chatting in the tavern, but in fact the conversations were all in the illusory enchantment maintained by the three, just to guard against Baimo.

The scope of their intelligence acquisition has completely surpassed the limits of the five senses.

Even if you are in a position where you cannot see or hear, as long as it is related to yourself, you can touch your thinking and read related things.

Unless it is interfered with by the same clever means, a targeted conspiracy will not work at all, because from the moment of calculation, it has become a face-to-face confrontation.

Only the unconcealed scheming and crushing have a corresponding meaning in this level of battle.

After hearing Gaia's words, Bai Mo nodded.

"Unexpectedly, it would come so soon."

It knows that the flawed white ink when breaking through the universe will continue to grow rapidly even if it does nothing.

However, he did not expect that the speed was so unexpectedly fast that he could stand in a completely crushed position in a few years, and he could break through the information blockade established by the three people at will, and appear behind them at will. .

If it weren't for several information creatures with cross-level protection equivalent to their Mahayana life force, and could truly live in memory, it is estimated that a face-to-face would be killed in seconds.

Naturally, it thought of the light ball that was handed over to Bai Mo on a whim more than three years ago.

"It stands to reason that the way is blocked, I should be red-eyed, yelling that I will never die with you, and then rushed desperately."

"But now although there is a little bit of thought to crush you all, but there is not much hatred. Have I forgotten what hate is?" He told such a weird thing in a calm tone.

During the words, the surrounding air became deadly silent, which matched the expressionless white ink on his face.

"You can incarnate everything in your universe, so you never thought that you would lose your self?" The creator, who has been silent, appeared to speak very rarely, but the content has nothing to do with the previous topic.

"Losing all your emotions step by step, and finally losing yourself, is probably the end of the body and soul." Bai Mo said frankly his terrible conjecture.

"Maybe this is the end of all the seekers?" He thought of Mount Huatai who died on the road many years ago.

After returning to Earth from the Jiuyou Realm, Bai Mo has always felt a little wrong, because the increase in his strength has far exceeded his expectations, and it is still growing day and night.

The frantically swelling power on the one hand supported the existence of the White Land, but on the other hand, it also deepened his anxiety.

In the three years of staying in Tianqing, Bai Mo focused most of his spirit on this issue, except for necessary things.

In the end, after conducting a lot of tests and research on himself, he came to such a terrifying conclusion-the stronger he is, the closer he is to death.

It was hurriedly tested out and then forced to go into actual combat. The breakthrough path to the realm of all things is probably missing a crucial step!

It is the lack of this step that makes him likely to pay the price of his life for this.

"After knowing all this, I didn't expect you to study the three-color ball of light?" Gaia was a little confused about what he was thinking of the person in front of him.

Even if it is to declare war immediately, it is more acceptable to them than the weird atmosphere now.

At that time, the tri-color light ball handed to Bai Mo by the Apostle of the Red World carried a lot of insights and thoughts belonging to the three of them~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Once he really chooses to open it and conduct thorough research, it will undoubtedly be greatly accelerated The countdown to his death.

It's not because this information will cause him mental pollution attacks, they still don't have the ability to use information to infect an opponent of the same level.

Instead, Gaia used his long experience to infer the flaws that appeared when Bai Mo advanced-it is likely that he will continue to "daoize" after entering the world.

One's own existence is constantly merging with the whole world, and of course the strength will grow wildly, but the self will also be gradually washed away in the process of fusion.

In other words, the stronger you become, the faster you die.

"I don't care, and I don't believe that, the stronger you become, the closer you will be to death. Stronger power will only make it easier for me to see everything in this world."

I don't know if it was because he was originally indifferent, or because Daohua had already brought side effects, the emotion contained in Baimo's words really became thinner and thinner.

So far as Gaia saw it, Bai Mo didn't even care about his own death, and he was able to talk to him peacefully.

"Six thousand three hundred years ago, I encountered a casual cultivator who had just advanced to the fit stage. He also walked into the same endless cycle, and lasted for 462 years..."

"The day before he was completely Daoist was called the Day of Destruction. On that day, from the various schools of the Profound Sky, a total of thirty old monsters who fit and perfect like me came out to fight against this one who claimed to purify everything and destroy all lives madman."

"Eleven people died on the battlefield, and eight were seriously injured. The Tianzhou, which was the battlefield, turned into a dead place."

...

It delivered a huge flow of information to Bai Mo and retelled the story in detail.

"What about your...Mahayana?" After hearing the entire story, Bai Mo suddenly noticed a strange point.