The Original Seeker

Long before he personally went into battle, Bai Mo was ready for various situations.

He set a time limit for his own seal to be automatically unblocked. After twenty years, if he has not been able to break the mystery of the true self and wakes up from his deep sleep, the seal will be automatically lifted.

Of course, this is only the last line of insurance. Bai Mo knows that he is much stronger than the psychic monks of the Condensation Realm, and the seal designed according to their general conditions can't hold him for long.

And the facts are just as he expected, this seal can't stop his assimilation at all, and the temperament of the teenager he is attached to has always been very similar to that of Bai Mo.

Even without this stimulus, unblocking is a matter of course.

"Is this the world in the eyes of ordinary people?" Bai Mo used the eyes of this body to observe everything around him, feeling a little uncomfortable, and the resolution of the whole world seemed to be reduced a lot.

From the beginning of the awakening of the power of divine consciousness, he has been using this more detached way to perceive the environment.

For Bai Mo, the bizarre world is real, and what he sees now is a simple stroke omitting countless information.

"It's all dead..." After Bai Mo gradually adjusted to the new vision, he glanced through the ruins.

At the moment he awakened, because he had forgotten to take the initiative to condense his strength, he accidentally crushed all the buildings in the village into dust.

The man in black who had slaughtered the villagers also died in various fanciful hallucinations. The scene is already full of chickens and dogs.

"Am I being slashed?" Bai Mo, who looked like a young man, thought of this strange direction inexplicably.

His original white body was affected by the white ink in his body, and his temperament was extremely indifferent. Even if the village where he lived was slaughtered and cleaned, there was not much sentimentality, and he still had the heart to think about other things.

What's more, after awakening now, Bai Mo has become a bystander of memories of the past few years. In his eyes, the whole village of Bai has been killed. It is not much different from watching the murder in the movie. At most, it is extremely real.

Moreover, all the murderers in the slaughterhouse have now become their own souls, and they have avenged these people, and there is nothing left to remember.

Finally, Bai Mo rolled up a large amount of soil on the surface with a palm, then smoothed everything, burying the entire village like a landslide.

The people in black, the neighbors, or the original adoptive parents, all disappeared under the loess.

...

"It's really a chaotic world where people's lives are like weeds." Bai Mo couldn't help but have this idea after recalling the pile of blood-stripe knives that he had left in place casually.

The function of the Blood Vein Knife is very simple. Every time you kill a person for a blood sacrifice, you can increase the quality of the sword owner in all directions, simple and rude.

In the Changle Sect Headquarters, where the leader of the man in black belongs, there are hundreds of blood-stripe knives.

"The people they kill are the nourishment of the knife, and they themselves are the nourishment of the knife. Each bloodline knife is still the nourishment of something higher..."

Bai Mo himself has a lot of techniques for cultivating exclusive food, and he is naturally familiar with this kind of routine.

A Changle teacher with a family background can do this, and there are obviously more interesting things behind it.

"Let’s take a trip to Changle Teacher, it is the first attraction of this trip."

The earth’s transformation plan will probably take more than ten years, and Bai Mo has nothing to do when he goes back.

So he has been playing in this world for ten or eight years, along with the process of perfecting the promotion process, and thinking about the next direction after stepping into the world.

...

"There seems to be a treasure coming from five thousand three hundred miles to the southeast, so please go and explore it."

"Yes!"

"Three thousand miles to the southwest, there is a bright spot..."

...

When Bai Mo awakened, the energy fluctuations caused unconsciously were too great, which aroused the curiosity of many forces. They believed that a treasure was born, so they sent people to investigate.

Of course, these had nothing to do with him, who had long been far away from the scene, and Bai Mo didn't care what they could realize in the blood-stripe knife array that he set up casually.

...

"They are right. This body should have a very powerful bloodline, and it can carry nearly one-tenth of my strength."

He walked in the direction of Changle Education, while analyzing the situation inside his body.

The number of one in 10,000 may seem trivial, but in fact it is equivalent to a psionic monk who has just entered the fifth rank on earth, and all the power in his body.

Bai Mo, who has been eroded by Taoism at all times, has never stopped growing while losing his emotions.

In the past ten years or so, his power has skyrocketed more than twenty times compared to when he just broke through the Ten Thousand Phase Realm. At this time, it is not an exaggeration to describe Bai Mo by catching the stars and taking the moon.

After awakening the memory, he knew that he could tear this body at any time and return to its original state of heyday~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But Bai Mo felt that it was better to wear a white vest and wait until he found out the power limit of this world. Make plans.

Because he didn't know if there was anything similar to the Tao of Heaven in this unknown world, specifically chasing visitors from another world. He came to travel and brought some "local products" back, instead of fighting the heavens and the earth.

"Bloodlines are the same thing. The human structure of this world is very different from the structure of human beings on the earth. The meridian becomes an entity that can be observed with the naked eye, and it truly exists inside the body.

As for the human beings on our planet, only martial arts practitioners can vaguely explore some hidden acupuncture points in their bodies..."

...

"Cold Fall City?" Bai Mo raised his head and looked at the towering city gate in front of him. For a moment, he thought he had come to the film and television shooting base.

According to the memory of the leader of the man in black, he walked slowly along the direction of the Changle Church for a few days before coming here. On the road, he also "dissolved" a few monsters stupid enough to attack him.

The wilds of this world are not peaceful, and there are many dangers on the roads. Often only a large, heavily armed caravan can move through the city relatively safely.

"Country boy, what are you looking at? Go into the city and line up at the back!" a soldier guarding the city stepped forward and said.

Bai Mo ignored the opponent and disappeared without a trace. The big soldier who was so frightened that he couldn't even hold the knife firmly.

"That kid must be a demon spirit!" Panicked, he said to his companion next to him.

"What demon spirit, there was nothing in front of you just now, we were all wondering what you were doing up there."

"Xiao Wu, stop drinking when you stand guard in the future." The old soldier said earnestly, and then he patted his shoulder meaningfully. It seemed that the old man seemed to know something deeper.