"Your path may not be right." Gaia retorted, "Whether it is fortune, Shinto, or your current thinking network, it is essentially a method of gathering people with an unstable foundation. It is the only way to cultivate the true self."
"Let's go on the road." After hearing such words, Bai Mo replied blankly.
The simple three words, mixed in the overwhelming white light, carried the anger he once had. The sharp eyes revealed a trace of Bai Mo's true thoughts.
Anyone who can read his eyes can see the gloomyness contained in it, like a mountain rain is about to come.
If it wasn't for the members of the Red World who suddenly provoked chaos and forced Bai Mo to crash into the Ten Thousand Phases Realm at least ten years earlier before making all the preparations, he might not have walked into today's predicament.
Given the situation of the Huaya Federation a few years ago, the conflicts between him and other people have not yet reached the point where he needs to immediately turn his face into a civil war. Even a hypocritical peace can last at least 20 or 30 years.
In the past few decades, he had plenty of opportunities to experiment, and let the experimental products help him step by step, clearing away possible obstacles on the road to advancement.
Rather than being forced to be a test product for his own guessing like now, he was the first to take the path of his own guessing.
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It's a pity that Bai Mo, who has gradually lost his feelings, has become more and more difficult to express even the anger itself. He can only say these three words and add a sharp look.
From the gradual disappearance of emotions, to an indifferent attitude towards everything, and finally not even caring about one's own life and death, until one completely loses one's self and becomes a real stone.
This is what he guessed, the path of no return that he is most likely to embark on in the next few hundred years.
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"My generation of cultivators, what a pity to fight!!!" Facing Bai Mo's pressing step by step, a majestic voice like a symphony burst out from the center of the battlefield.
The existence of red and purple, constantly peeling off bits and pieces of light, respectively reappeared as a human monk looking down on the world.
One is a young man in a red robe transformed from a member of the Red World. The casual clothes on the earth have become a set of fiery red Taoist robes.
The other is an indistinguishable heroic young man (female?) transformed by Gaia. The purple long skirt has become an antique purple robe.
Although the human race in the Profound Sky Continent has a completely different body structure from the humans on Earth, there is actually not much difference from the outside.
The image they reveal now is exactly what they looked like when the body was still there.
The red radiance that symbolizes resistance, and the purple radiance that symbolizes destiny, burst out with all their strength at this moment, pouring them into the nine-character mantra to resist the ruthless crushing from white light.
Even if they knew that Bai Mo didn't have the ability to kill himself completely, he could only continuously strengthen the seal.
But if he was really desperate and used all his strength to maintain the seal before his death, according to Gaia's estimate, the seal would last at least thousands of years after his death.
A monster who has lost his emotions and desires and is on the verge of becoming a Taoist. No one can guess what he will do in the next moment.
In the dark prison for thousands of years, Gaia didn't think her willpower was strong enough to persist until the moment the seal dissipated. A piece of empty sealed space is the constant obliteration of self-existence.
Without the input of information, even a nearly indestructible information creature will be obliterated bit by bit under the passivation of time.
Perhaps the experiment process will last thousands of years, but it is still an experiment of Bai Mo after all.
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"Two fellow daoists, I'm tired." When the fierce battle was in full swing, a calm and breezy sentence from the creator gave the other two people a sudden bad feeling.
"This kind of half-dead celestial demon form is nothing more than a failure of Mahayana monks. Our path has been broken. Why do we continue to persevere? It is better to reincarnate and rebuild. Maybe there is still a glimmer of hope to reach the summit in the future." It continued Said.
"what are you saying!"
"I'm not reconciled!" After hearing the creator's words, the Red World disciple gritted his teeth and said.
"I, Xue Daoyuan, practiced Taoism at the age of eight. I was exterminated at the age of eighteen, and my enemy was exterminated at the age of thirty-eight. In the past three hundred years, thirty-six of my sect have been oppressed. I am nicknamed Xue Daoyuan. I have fought against heaven and earth all my life. Why should I ask this old thief?" Bow your head, reincarnate and rebuild!"
After reverting to the appearance of the human race back then, the red-robed Taoist, who claimed to be a member of the Red World and whose real name was Xue Daoyuan, changed his previous composure, and his eyes burned with unyielding flames.
"Haven't you noticed that the form of the celestial demon is subtly distorting our temperament, splitting into personalities with different ideas little by little... The final outcome is also forgetting who we are." I have never spoken The creator of , rarely gave a detailed explanation.
"..." The red-robed Taoist fell into deep thought while operating his own part of the Nine-Character Mantra Formation.
"Finally, give a gift to the two fellow Taoists, heaven-devil-disintegration-body!"
The golden-armored man projected by the creator instantly aroused a terrifying shock that spread to the whole world on the energy level and information level.
The shock waves at the energy level are evenly transmitted to all corners of the earth. Almost all people and animals can feel a breeze blowing on their faces.
But, that's all.
If it was still the Great Cultivator of the Composite Stage who looked down on the world back then, the energy impact of this self-explosion would indeed be enough to shake the entire earth into dust.
It's just that the creator didn't think about what he could do with this little energy in his hand, and the real killing was placed on the shock of the information level!
The information shock wave accompanying the energy is a bit like the electromagnetic pulse bomb EMP invented by human beings, but the effect is infinitely higher.
Wherever the shock went, all text and data were randomly rearranged.
Sentences in books become out-of-order words, songs recorded on tapes and CDs become noise, and information stored in memory and hard disks is also hard to escape.
And the craziest thing is the continuous collapse of the world's financial system.
The deposit data in the bank is randomly modified, ten yuan may be changed to one billion, and one billion may be changed to ten yuan, and the main database and standby database are all invalidated.
As a result, the communication network was temporarily paralyzed, because all the information transmitted lost its meaning.
"you!"
The creator, who has always been inconspicuous, wants to destroy the foundation of the information age when he makes a move. Bai Mo can only let his own power continue to extend outward, trying to offset the influence of the creator as much as possible.
In this way, under the cover of the disintegration of the creator's demon, there will be a gap of several seconds between the disciples of the red world and Gaia.