Long before he personally went into battle, Bai Mo was ready for all kinds of situations.
He set a deadline for his seal to be automatically unsealed. In twenty years, if he has not been able to break through the mystery of his true self and wake up from his deep sleep, the seal will be automatically unsealed.
Of course, this was just a last line of insurance. Bai Mo knew that he was much stronger than the psionic monks in the Condensation Realm, and the seals designed according to their general conditions would not be able to seal him for a long time.
And the fact is just as he expected, this seal can't stop his assimilation at all, the temperament of the boy he possessed has always been very similar to 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 unaccustomed, the resolution of the whole world seemed to have dropped a lot all of a sudden.
From the beginning of the awakening of the ability of divine sense, he has been using this more transcendent way to perceive the environment.
To Bai Mo, that grotesque world is real, and what he sees now is just a stick figure with countless information omitted.
"They're all dead..." After Bai Mo gradually adapted to his new vision, he glanced into the ruins.
The moment he woke up just now, because he forgot to take the initiative to restrain his strength, he inadvertently crushed all the buildings in the village into powder.
The man in black who slaughtered all the villagers also died in various hallucinations, and there was no one left on the scene.
"Do I count as being cut off from the world?" Bai Mo, who looked like a boy, thought of this strange direction inexplicably.
His original body, Bai, was affected by the white ink in his body, and his temperament was extremely indifferent. Even if the village he lived in was slaughtered, he didn't feel much sentimentality, and he still had the mind to think about other things.
What's more, after awakening now, Bai Mo has become a bystander of the memories of the past few years. In his eyes, Bai's whole 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 slaughtered the village have now become the dead souls of his subordinates, which can be regarded as avenging these people, and there is nothing left to commemorate.
In the end, Bai Mo rolled up a large amount of soil on the surface with his palm, then smoothed everything down, and buried the entire village like a landslide.
Be it the man in black, the neighbors, or the original adoptive parents, they all disappeared under the loess.
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"It's really a chaotic world where people's lives are worthless." Bai Mo couldn't help but think of this after recalling the pile of blood-striped knives that he had thrown on the spot.
The function of the Blood Pattern Knife is very simple, every time a person is killed for blood sacrifice, it can increase the quality of the knife owner in all aspects, simple and rude.
And in the headquarters of the Changle Sect to which the leader of the man in black belongs, there are hundreds of blood-striped knives.
"The people they kill are the nourishment of the knife, and they themselves are the nourishment of the knife. Every blood-striped knife is still the nourishment of something higher..."
Bai Mo himself has a lot of skills for cultivating exclusive food, so he is naturally familiar with this kind of routine.
A Changle sect with a family background can do this, and there are obviously more interesting things behind it.
"Let's go to Changle Sect 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, and along the way, perfected the process of advancing to the Ten Thousand Phases Realm, and thought about the next step after entering the Ten Thousand Phases Realm.
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"Five thousand three hundred miles to the southeast, there seems to be a treasure coming to the world. Let's go and investigate."
"yes!"
"Three thousand miles to the southwest, there is a precious light..."
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When Bai Mo awakened, the energy fluctuations caused unconsciously were too large, which aroused the curiosity of many forces, thinking that there was a treasure born, so they sent people to investigate.
Of course, these have nothing to do with him, the instigator who has long been far away from the scene, and Bai Mo doesn't care what they can realize in the blood-striped knife formation that he casually put out.
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"They are right. This body should have a very powerful bloodline, which can carry nearly one ten-thousandth of my strength."
As he walked towards the direction of Chang Lejiao, he analyzed the situation in his body.
The number of one ten-thousandth seems insignificant, but it is actually equivalent to the entire power in his body of a psionic monk who has just entered the fifth level on earth.
Bai Mo, who has been eroded by Taoism every moment, has never stopped growing in strength while losing emotion.
In the past ten years or so, compared to when he just broke through the Ten Thousand Phases Realm, his strength has soared by more than twenty times. At this time, it is not an exaggeration to describe Bai Mo as grasping the stars and taking the moon.
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After awakening his memory, he knew that he could tear this body apart at any time and restore it to its original full power.
But Bai Mo thinks it's better to wear a white vest, and wait until he finds out the upper limit of the world's power before making any plans.
Because he doesn't know if there is anything similar to the Dao of Heaven in this unknown world, which is dedicated to hunting down visitors from other worlds. He is here to travel and bring back some "souvenirs" by the way, not to fight against heaven and earth.
"Blood veins are one thing. The structure of humans in this world is also very different from that of humans on Earth. Meridians have become an entity that can be observed by the naked eye and truly exist inside the body.
As for the human beings on our earth, only martial arts practitioners can vaguely detect some hidden acupoints on their bodies..."
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"Han Luo City?" Bai Mo looked up at the towering city gate in front of him, thinking for a moment that he had come to a film and television shooting base.
According to the memory of the leader of the man in black, he walked slowly along the direction of Changle Sect for a few days before arriving here. On the way, he "cured" 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 to and fro. Often only large caravans with full armor can travel through the city relatively safely.
"Country boy, what are you looking at? You have to enter the city and line up at the back!" A soldier guarding the city stepped forward and said.
Bai Mo didn't pay attention to the other party, and disappeared without a trace on the spot, so frightened that the leading soldier who came forward couldn't even hold his knife steadily.
"That kid must be a demon spirit!" He said to his companion beside him in a panic.
"What demon spirit, 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." The old army leader said earnestly, and then he patted his shoulder meaningfully. It seemed that the old man knew something deeper.