"Old thief Wuna, are you using the aura of descending wisdom on me?" Without warning, Yu Po suddenly pointed the ax in his hand at Bai Mo, and asked murderously.
"'Aura of Jiangzhi'... you mean my spiritual induction?"
"..."
"I really didn't expect that I would be called an old thief one day."
There was neither sadness nor joy on Bai Mo's face.
He didn't intend to refute anything with the word "old thief". After all, as a giant who has been standing since the autumn of Linghe more than a hundred years ago, it is indeed an old antique in the Federation.
The new generation of Federation people grew up listening to their stories.
It's just that this history, under the guidance of caring people, has already been changed beyond recognition.
Especially in the past ten years, after the Federation Fleet that left the solar system completely cut off communication with the White Land, everything that happened that year has become more blurred and distorted.
Of course this is not the point.
The "wisdom-reducing halo" that Yu Po mentioned refers to the spiritual induction effect of martial arts immortals.
In the hands of different people, spiritual induction has different usages. Love Saint players will use PUA, and salesmen will use it to bring goods, but the most used in battle is to reduce intelligence and induce the enemy to do some stupid things.
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"No, his target is me." At this moment, Ramdo cautiously entered into the conversation between the two with a serious face.
"Finally found out?"
"It's very good to pay back the body in one's own way." Ramdo recalled that not long ago, he dealt with Huo Lin in this way, and almost fooled him into losing his mind. He didn't expect it to be his turn so soon. Own.
"You're not bad, you can still wake up, it seems that my martial arts cultivation is not enough." Bai Mo's words were still as calm as water.
"Thank you." Although Ramdo was full of anger, he had already got rid of the mentally induced him, and his face was equally calm.
"So, I was accidentally injured?" After a confusing conversation, Yu Po finally understood what happened.
"right."
"..."
"I don't believe that you showed up just for such a mere mortal." Fireworks, who was originally in a panic, 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 can't make any big waves. It doesn't matter if he finds a time to deal with it later.
But Bai Mo is different. Standing at the apex of human beings, even though he is far away from the Federation now and can only act as an avatar projection, his every move still needs to be watched at all times.
"It's really not worth my showing up for him alone."
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Wu Ling stared blankly at a group of bosses chatting above him. For some reason, his original hatred for the real immortals suddenly disappeared after his rebirth.
Not only that, but when he looked at his companion whom he had desperately tried to rescue just now, he became indifferent.
"She is obviously the one I risked my life to save!"
The girl who had the same thought was also rescued by him.
"That person, why did you save me?"
A few minutes ago, the two who were holding hands and facing the enemy together suddenly lost that feeling.
"Why are people alive?"
"I'm just a thinking stone..."
"Born to stone, I'm sorry..."
Countless thoughts flashed through the minds of the two of them, but without exception, these thoughts were all trying to induce their thinking 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 hand at the two young people who had gradually become demented, and photographed them thousands of meters away, just falling on the meter hiding in a corner. Pull and Serra.
Both of them were subconsciously infected by white ink, and the power of daoization also came along with this spiritual infestation, and even a trace of it almost turned the two of them into ruthless, senseless and unconscious idiots.
"I came here today mainly to give a sermon."
"Preaching? Why?"
"Fellow Daoist Yu, it seems that my calculation was right again." A black shadow crawled out from above Yu Po's head, and instantly transformed into the appearance of a certain Taoist.
"An immortal?" Bai Mo took a look at the person who came, and then recognized his identity, a federal scattered person, an immortal, and a chaotic secret.
However, it is not appropriate to say that he is an undisciplined person, he just has not entered the federal public office system, and he himself has a huge sect power on his own leader ship - Tianjimen.
Chaotic Skyji is famous for its divination and deduction ability, and a set of "Heavenly Algorithm" is the nightmare of countless enemies of Tianjimen.
As long as the difference in strength does not exceed the first level, it will feel extremely disgusting to deal with the Tianjimen who have refined the "Tianyan Algorithm".
No matter how they attack, the people of Tianjimen are like prophets who can always use the least effort to deal with it.
If you can't fight and want to run, as long as you don't escape far enough away, no matter where you escape, you won't be able to hide for long before you will be counted out.
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"Why did you run away for me?"
The sudden appearance of Luan Tianji brought some embarrassment to Yu Po, because just now he used the ability of Wanxiang Tianxian to transform himself into the hair on Yu Po's top to act together.
Now the random departure left a huge hair hole on the top of Yu Po's head, which looks as ridiculous as he turned into the Mediterranean Sea.
"If I'm not mistaken, the content of your sermon today is about the eighth-order path." Luan Tianji said.
"The eighth-level road?!" Yu Po flicked his beard and hair lightly, and after a few strokes, the bald top of his head became lush again.
He has no interest in any nonsense disputes over true cultivators and mysterious cultivators. If his friend hadn't fooled him, saying that there would definitely be something he was interested in, he wouldn't be involved in the Federation's civil war.
The eighth-order word immediately attracted the attention of all the real immortals present.
Among the very few true immortals, the monks who happen to have special abilities and can perceive the situation in the center of the battlefield also pricked up their ears.
Currently the most powerful person in the Federation is only a true immortal of the second tribulation. According to the classification of Bai Mo, the normal true immortal of the third tribulation is the first rank, the immortals of the first to third tribulations belong to the seventh rank, the immortals of the fourth to the sixth tribulation belong to the eighth rank, and the seven tribulations go up. It belongs to the ninth rank.
As for himself, although he has only survived two reincarnation robberies, his actual strength is undoubtedly the same as that of the ordinary six-tribulation true immortal he deduced.
"Information about the eighth-level true immortal? I don't remember any of these in our sealed memories..." Qinglong Bahamut and the other holy beasts traveling with him said through sound transmission.
Before they left, Bai Mo personally took action to seal the memory of some confidential information in the minds of the four holy beasts related to the internal confidential information of the land of white.
Unless they can surpass the Sealer, these memories can only be brought into the coffin in amnesia.
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"First of all, the first lesson, 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 cared about most.