The Original Seeker

"It started over there."

At the federal solar observatory, countless people began to get busy.

Since decades ago, the Federation learned that the White Land had begun a plan to capture the sun, and the corresponding observation department was established.

Even if the Federation has achieved controllable nuclear fusion technology, and the lifeblood of energy is no longer in the hands of the sun, the star that illuminates the entire galaxy is still the center of their attention.

Because when the sun sets, it is when the main force of the Deep Space Fleet sets sail.

In the past few decades, the Federation has digested Mars, Mercury, and Venus seven or eight.

This is digestion in the literal sense, not a simple occupation, but a destructive mining, the disappearance of the planet.

All the mineral resources useful to humans were packaged and taken away, and the remaining sand, gravel and **** were not let go, and they all became the land of the inner space of the Daqian Commander.

...

"Fighting in an environment of 15 million degrees is really crazy."

The observer in space carefully uses the helmet to control the psychic sky survey tunnel mirror.

This behemoth, comparable in size to a skyscraper, can exceed a distance of 200 million kilometers, pass through the burning corona and directly observe the sun's interior.

It is also one of the super weapons of Federal Psionic Technology, an ultimate mind machine in a sense.

Without special protective measures, this sky survey tunneling mirror can even "see" the internal structure of the earth's core all the way in low-Earth orbit, and then generate the corresponding three-dimensional model.

"One, two, three, four, five, five groups of mosaics, there are five seventh orders on the solar battlefield."

High-ranking monks have extremely keen senses, and can easily perceive other people's gaze.

At the level of the seventh-order immortals, ordinary people who simply look directly at their bodies may also be contaminated with spirits, and be invisibly brainwashed into family members or lunatics.

Therefore, in order to protect relatively weak observers, the operating system of the tunneling mirror will automatically code some existences that may harm their spirit, and encrypt the original observation records, allowing only high-level monks to watch.

In the age of psionics, looking around is also risky.

"One fights four, this battle must be very exciting."

"Did you ignore the billions of sun and star spirits under the four mosaics..."

"Except for the four mosaics, the others are all cannon fodder. What's your concern."

"The problem is that these cannon fodder can kill both of us ten times..."

"..."

Tian was suddenly chatted to death.

In the huge federation, they are just two humble ordinary people. After more than ten years of hard study, plus nearly five years of space adaptation training, they have the opportunity to become psionic sky survey tunnel observer observers.

This is not a comfortable job, because you need to stay in space for a long time, have no contact with society, and have no chance to go home.

Come and go to a few companions.

Over time, mental problems are prone to occur, and problems such as social difficulties can easily develop.

The only advantage is the high salary.

In this year of working in space, they can get an income equivalent to the average salary of a second-tier cultivator in the Federation-enough for the living expenses of a few ordinary families for almost ten years.

"Send the encrypted original record to the host room of the lead ship Zero."

"Yes!"

...

"Hey." Bai Mo, who was fighting fiercely, suddenly felt his body sank, and his thinking was hit by a force. Even the four black wings that he stretched out to suppress several protoss were affected, and they were struggling by the protoss. Drive a few minutes.

"Someone is going to be immortal again?" This feeling is not unfamiliar to Bai Mo, he has experienced it many times before.

As the creator of the true spirit barrier, the method of escaping from Taoism, Bai Mo suffered revenge in a certain sense. For every more monk who used this path to ascend to the immortal, his Taoism would be further deepened by one point.

But Bai Mo didn't regret it, because this was his silent resistance.

Following a certain impenetrable connection, Bai Mo's gaze extended all the way to the wild world...

Fifty years in the past, the wild world has long been vicissitudes of life, and the efforts of thousands of travellers have brought the brilliance of industrialization and modernization to this plane that was once intoxicated by the "golden age".

Cities have risen from the ground. The wilderness that was originally full of demons and ghosts has been ploughed over and over again by hunters from all walks of life, and the wasteland with blood sprinkled over and over has turned into ten thousand acres of fertile land.

People in this world have long been accustomed to having a "sacred court" above the ground.

Every year, a very small number of lucky people will be selected as the reserve of the God Court, and in these reserves, there will be a few super lucky people who will be absorbed into the God Court, that is, inside the Ark.

But the other end of the line connecting Baimo is not in those brand-new big cities, but in a remote village.

"It's the third life...Three years and three years, my old lady has waited for more than 30 years!" A certain pink jade-made young girl chopping firewood with boredom~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and said to herself language.

Although her complaint was not small at all, several adults less than ten meters away from her seemed to have not heard it.

The one who is chopping wood is the Thousand-Year Lolita Raining. As the first group of extraordinary people with awakening abilities since the Age of the Autumn of the Linghe River, her true age has already passed one hundred.

In order to wait for her lover Yun Jie, who was returning to the ferry, she came to the wild world and waited for fifty years.

During the period, the waiting Yun Jie died twice. One time, he ran out to collect his clothes and was struck by thunder in a rainstorm. The other time he was tripped by a stone on the road and hit his head with a stone when he fell.

The two more rains did not have time to save, Yun Jie died before awakening, so this was his third rebirth.

Generally, a monk who is at the sixth level of Consummation, trying to reincarnate by ferry, can support reincarnation at most once in soul strength, and will dissipate in the second reincarnation. The true death is the kind of silent death.

But Yun Jie, a genius, was obviously different from ordinary people. He could reincarnate one more time, although it was only one more time. This was his last chance.

Gradually figuring out these rules, the more rain, in order to prevent death from taking away his lover, by modifying the memories of everyone in the village, she became the sister of Yun Jie's identity in this life, and silently protected him day and night.

This process is undoubtedly extremely difficult. It is impossible to tell the truth, but also to protect the target. What is more uncomfortable is that I don’t know how long it will take...

Maybe the other party lived a whole life steadily, without awakening his true self until he died, leaving the protector to toss for decades.

...

"Are you still waiting?" A projection of Bai Mo, following this rumorous connection, appeared like a ghost in the rainy yard.

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