Chapter 501 Seal

Long before he went into battle himself, Bai Mo had made preparations for various situations.

He set a time limit for his seal to be automatically released. If he has not been able to break through the mystery of his true self and wake up from his slumber in twenty years, the seal will be released automatically.

Of course, this is just a last line of insurance. Bai Mo knows that he is much stronger than the psychic monks in the Condensation Realm, and the seal designed according to their common situation cannot seal him for long.

And the fact is just as he expected, this seal cannot stop his assimilation at all, and the temperament of the boy he possesses has always been very similar to Bai Mo.

Even without this stimulus, the unblocking would be a matter of course.

"Is this the world in the eyes of ordinary people?" Bai Mo observed everything around him with the eyes of this body. He felt a little uncomfortable, and the resolution of the whole world seemed to have suddenly dropped a lot.

From the beginning of the awakening of the ability of spiritual thoughts, he has been using this more transcendent way to perceive the environment.

For Bai Mo, that bizarre world is the reality. What he sees now is just a simple drawing that omits countless information.

"They're all dead..." After Bai Mo gradually adapted to the new vision, he glanced at the ruins.

When he woke up just now, because he forgot to take the initiative to restrain his power, he accidentally crushed the buildings in the village into powder.

The man in black who slaughtered all the villagers also died in various hallucinations of hunting. The scene was already full of chickens and dogs.

"Am I considered destined to be killed?" Bai Mo, who looked like a young man, inexplicably thought of this strange direction.

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, he would not feel much sadness, and he would still have time to think about other things.

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

Moreover, all the murderers who massacred the village have now become the souls of his own men. He has avenged these people, and there is nothing left worth remembering.

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

The man in black, the neighbors, and the original adoptive parents all disappeared under the loess.

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"It's really a troubled world where human lives are like nothing." Bai Mo couldn't help but have this thought after recalling the pile of blood-patterned knives that he had casually thrown away.

The function of the blood pattern knife is very simple. Every time you kill a person for blood sacrifice, you can increase the quality of the knife owner in all aspects. It is simple and crude.

In the Changle Sect headquarters where the leader of the men in black belongs, there are hundreds of blood-patterned knives.

"The people they kill are the nourishment of the knife, and they themselves are also the nourishment of the knife. Every blood-patterned knife is still the nourishment of something higher..."

Bai Mo himself has many techniques for cultivating exclusive food, so he is naturally familiar with this routine.

A Changle Cult with a noble family background is able to do this, and there is obviously something more interesting behind it.

"Let's go to Changlejiao first. It's the first attraction of this trip."

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

So he played in this world for ten or eight years, perfecting the process of advancing to the Ten Thousand Phases Realm, and thinking about the next step after entering the Ten Thousand Phases Realm.

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"There seems to be a treasure 5,300 miles southeast, please go and explore it."

"yes!"

"There is a precious light appearing three thousand miles to the southwest..."

…

The energy fluctuations caused by Bai Mo's unconsciousness when he awakened were too great, which aroused the curiosity of many forces. They thought that a treasure had been born, so they sent people to investigate.

Of course, these have nothing to do with him, the instigator who has long since moved away from the scene. Bai Mo doesn't care what they can learn from the blood-striped knife formation he casually set up.

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"They are right. This body should have a very powerful bloodline, and it can actually carry nearly one ten thousandth of my power."

While walking in the direction of Changle Cult, he analyzed the situation inside his body.

The number of one ten thousandth may seem insignificant, but it is actually equivalent to the entire power of a fifth-level psychic monk on Earth.

Bai Mo, who was eroded by Taoism every moment, continued to lose emotion, but his strength never stopped growing.

In the past ten years or so, compared to when he first broke through the Ten Thousand Phases Realm, his power has increased by more than twenty times. At this time, it is not an exaggeration to describe Bai Mo as grasping the stars and grabbing the moon.

After awakening his memory, he knew that he could tear this body apart at any time and return to its original prime state.

But Bai Mo felt that it was better to wear Bai's vest and wait until he found out the upper limit of power in this world before making any plans.

Because he doesn't know if there is anything similar to the way of heaven in this unknown world, which specializes in hunting down visitors from other worlds. He is here to travel and bring back some "local specialties", not to fight against heaven and earth.

"Bloodline is one thing, but the structure of humans in this world is also very different from that of humans on Earth. Things like meridians have become an entity that can be observed with the naked eye, and truly exist inside the body.

As for us humans on earth, only martial arts practitioners can vaguely detect certain hidden acupoints on our bodies..."

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"Hanluo City?" Bai Mo looked up at the towering city gate in front of him, and for a moment he thought he had arrived at a film and television shooting base.

Based on the memory of the leader of the men in black, he walked slowly along the direction of Changle Cult for several days before arriving here. On the way, he also "converted" a few monsters that were stupid enough to attack him.

The wilderness of this world is not peaceful, and there are many dangers on the roads. Often only large, fully armed caravans can travel through the city more safely.

"Country boy, what are you looking at? You have to go into the city and line up at the back!" A soldier guarding the city stepped forward and said.

Bai Mo ignored the other party and disappeared without a trace. The leading soldier who came forward was so frightened that he couldn't even hold his sword steady.

"That kid must be a demon!" He panicked and said to his companions.

"What kind of demon? There was nothing in front of you just now. We were all wondering what you were doing up there."

"Xiao Wu, don't drink when you are on guard in the future." The old soldier said earnestly, and then he patted his shoulder meaningfully. It seemed that the old man knew something deeper.