Chapter 781 Eighth Level

"Old thief, are you using the halo of wisdom on me?" Without any warning, Yu Po suddenly pointed the ax in his hand at Bai Mo and asked with murderous intent.

"'Aura of wisdom'...you mean my spiritual induction?"

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"I never expected that one day I would be called an old thief."

There was neither sadness nor joy on Bai Mo's face.

He didn't intend to refute the word "old thief". After all, as a giant that has been standing since the Linghe Autumn era more than a hundred years ago, it is indeed considered an antique in the Federation.

The new generation of federal people grew up listening to their stories.

It's just that this history, under the guidance of thoughtful people, has long been changed beyond recognition.

Especially in the past ten years or so, after the Federation fleet that left the solar system completely cut off all contact with the White Land, everything that happened that year has become even more blurry and distorted.

Of course this is not the point.

The "wisdom halo" mentioned by Yu Po refers to the spiritual induction effect of martial arts immortals.

In the hands of different people, mental induction has different uses. Players will use it for PUA, and salesmen will use it to bring goods. However, the most commonly used method in combat is to induce the enemy to do stupid things.

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"No, his target is me." Ramdo looked serious at this time and carefully entered the conversation between the two.

"Finally discovered?"

"It's good to use one's own way to return one's own body." Ramdo recalled that not long ago, he dealt with Huolin in this way, and almost deceived him into losing his mind. He didn't expect that it would be his turn so soon. Own.

"You're not bad, you can still wake up. It seems that my martial arts training is not enough." Bai Mo's words were still as calm as water.

"Thank you." Although Ramdo was full of anger, he had gotten rid of the mental induction, and his face was equally calm.

"So, I was accidentally injured?" After a confusing conversation, Yu Po finally understood what happened.

"right."

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"I don't believe that you showed up just for such a mere mortal." Yan Huo, who was originally embarrassed, put away his hatred at this time and turned his attention to Bai Mo.

As for Wu Ling, in the final analysis, he is just a pawn who cannot make any big waves. It doesn't matter if he finds time to deal with it later.

But Bai Mo is different. He stands at the pinnacle of mankind. Even though he is now far away from the Federation and can only act as an avatar projection, his every move still requires constant attention.

"He really doesn't deserve my presence."

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Wu Ling stared blankly at the group of big guys chatting above him. Somehow, his original hatred for the True Immortal suddenly disappeared after his rebirth.

Not only that, he also felt nothing when he looked at the companion he had just tried so hard to save.

"She is obviously the one I risked my life to save!"

The girl who was rescued by him also had the same idea.

"That person, why did you save me?"

A few minutes ago, the two people who were holding hands and facing the enemy together suddenly lost that feeling.

"Why do people live?"

"I'm just a thinking stone..."

"I'm sorry for being born of stone..."

Countless thoughts flashed through their minds, but without exception, these thoughts were all inducing their minds to go in a rather strange direction.

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"Almost killed two more." Bai Mo seemed to recall something at this time, and waved his palm at the two young people who were gradually becoming dementia, and shot them thousands of meters away, just in time to land on Mi who was hiding in a corner. Beside La and Sera.

Both of them were unconsciously infected by Bai Mo, and the power of Taoism also came with this spiritual infection. A trace of it almost turned the two of them into heartless, emotionless and unconscious idiots.

"I came here today mainly to preach."

"Preach? Why?"

"Fellow Taoist Yu, it seems that my divine calculation is correct again." A black shadow crawled out from Yu Po's head and instantly transformed into the appearance of a certain Taoist.

"Celestial Immortal?" Bai Mo took one look at the person and recognized his identity. He was a member of the Federation, a Celestial Immortal, and a Luan Tianji.

However, it is not appropriate to say that he is a Sanren. He just has not entered the federal public service system. He also has a huge sect force on his own leader - Tianji Sect.

Luan Tianji is famous for his divination and deduction abilities. A set of "Heavenly Calculation Algorithms" is a nightmare for countless enemies of Tianji Sect.

As long as the power gap does not exceed one level, people from the Tianji Sect who have mastered the "Tianyan Algorithm" will feel extremely sick when dealing with them.

No matter how they attack, the people of Tianji Sect are like being able to predict the future and can always deal with it in the most effortless way.

If you can't fight and want to run away, as long as you don't escape far enough, no matter where you escape, you won't be able to hide for long before you are counted.

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"Why did you just run away from me?"

Luan Tianji's sudden appearance brought some embarrassment to Yu Po, because just now he used the ability of the Wanxiang Immortal to turn himself into the hair on Yu Po's head to act together.

Now Luan Tianji's departure has left a huge hair hole on the top of Yu Po's head, which looks as funny as if he had turned into the Mediterranean Sea.

"If I'm not mistaken, the content of your sermon today is about the eighth-level path." Luan Tianji said.

"Eighth-level road?!" Yu Po flicked his beard and hair, and within a few moments the head that had become bald due to Luan Tianji's departure became lush again.

He had no interest in the bullshit dispute over the paths of true cultivation and profound cultivation. If it weren't for his friend Luan Tianji's deception that something of interest would definitely appear, he would not have gotten involved in the civil war of the Federation.

The word "eighth level" instantly attracted the attention of all the True Immortals present.

The few cultivators below the level of True Immortals who happened to have special abilities and could sense the situation in the center of the battlefield also pricked up their ears.

The strongest person in the Federation at present is only a second-tribulation True Immortal. According to Bai Mo's level classification, a normal True Immortal with three tribulations is the first level, one to three tribulations belong to the seventh level, four to six tribulations belong to the eighth level, and seven tribulations and above belong to the ninth level.

As for himself, although he has only survived two reincarnation tribulations, his actual strength is no doubt the same as the ordinary six-tribulation True Immortal in his deduction.

"Information about the eighth-level True Immortal? I remember that these are not in our sealed memories..." Azure Dragon Bahamut transmitted the voice to the other holy beasts traveling with him.

Before they left, Bai Mo personally sealed some of the confidential information about the White Land in the minds of the four sacred beasts.

Unless they can surpass the sealer, these memories can only be taken into the coffin in amnesia.

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"First of all, the first lesson is what resources are needed to enter the eighth level." Bai Mo did not explain the reason for the sermon, but went straight to the topic that everyone was most concerned about.