After the rich question and answer session, Bailang had a preliminary impression of this 'new world', but he became even more confused.
This is a parallel world to his hometown Earth. The history can be matched, and the geography has changed a lot, which has caused a huge butterfly effect.
Central America directly turned into the Caribbean Strait, and places like Guatemala and Nicaragua were all flooded. The biggest advantage was that we no longer had to go around South America and sailed directly through the original Panama region.
But at this point, countless histories will be rewritten.
The same goes for Asia, Africa and Europe. If you go to Europe via the Indian Ocean, you no longer need to go around the Cape of Good Hope in Africa, but you can go straight through the Suez Strait to the Mediterranean Sea.
Changes in waterways will also rewrite history.
However, because of the existence of the King Bomb [God], the history of Bailang's hometown could have been torn apart long ago. Due to various reasons, the Chinese camp also became greedy and began to actively explore the world, spreading in all directions.
Due to its geographical advantages, the Ming Dynasty preferred to go to the West Niu Hezhou (Africa) route to compete with the white men at the end of China for Nico resources. Instead of fighting the Arabs in Central Asia, it would be better to bully the weakest (primitive) black uncles
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After more than ten years of overt and covert fighting in the extraordinary world, European white men and Eastern gentlemen have reached a certain tacit understanding. The Chinese Empire explores along the east coast of Africa, and the Middle Eastern beards and European white men carve up the closer North Africa and West Africa, and then engage in triangular trade.
Route, cross the Atlantic to North America to develop the Longxing Thirteen Continents, and try to scalp the old Indians in a grateful way.
On the other hand, the Dashun camp of the Chinese camp, due to immature navigation technology and the fact that the Pacific Ocean is really far away, is far less efficient in exploring and developing Luzhou in Beiju than in Europe. Now it has turned around and headed south, starting to compete with the Ming Dynasty for the southern Danbu Prefecture (Australia).
Belong.
As for the power system, this world feels deformed to Bai Lang.
The power around the first level is unrestricted and can be said to be rampant; but after exceeding this threshold, the number of extraordinary things decreases sharply, and one must rely on 'gods', while the quality soars.
And because each continent is blocked by the ocean, there are a large number of unexplored 'secret ruins' buried under the land around the world, which can create new strong men. In addition, 'population' has also become an important indicator for worshiping gods, so'
"Great voyage" has become a necessity.
Strong men with extraordinary power constantly plunge into the sea and appear all over the world. They are exploring ruins, plundering populations, or establishing colonies. Therefore, the [ocean] has become the stage of this era.
The belief in gods is globalized, and strong men from all over the world are fighting and colliding fiercely on the sea. Under the sea, a large number of sea monsters that have exceeded the threshold are also born, adding to the difficulty of this game.
In the end, Bai Lang summed up the characteristics of this world: "Archaeological practice! And the quota is very tight. It's a bit like the mystery of Xingyue. The fewer people know about it, the stronger the magic is."
Feng Ying raised her chin and nodded in agreement: "It's quite interesting."
Although Tang Fugui doesn't understand the 'Moon Shaping Magic', as a native, he understands the ways of this world better. He first thought seriously, then interjected: "Master, little madam, exploring the secrets of gods and demons is a way for low-level monks to
Enter the method of spiritual practice, but those famous and authentic sects with gods do not need the small path of 'archaeology' to learn the Dafa."
Lang nodded in agreement: "So there are two kinds of gods in this world: one is the god that already exists and gives practitioners esoteric power. The other is the 'gods and demons' buried in the secret treasures of gods and demons, waiting to be discovered.
.Perhaps the two are of the same type, and the existing gods and demons have actually been discovered and grown step by step over the past thousands of years?"
Feng Ying: "Well, that makes sense!"
Fufu admired: "Daddy is great!"
Jack raised his head proudly and said "Huh!", but for those who didn't know, he thought Sulf was really complimenting her.
Bailang's words suddenly enlightened Fugui Maru, opening a door he had never imagined. He was stunned in place, then slapped his thigh and shouted: "Wonderful! Wonderful!"
The bottom pill has little knowledge. He has seen the terrifying scenes of battles between famous and authentic monks from afar. He has heard that some people have entered the secret realm by mistake and obtained immortality and embarked on the road to immortality. He has visited temples and palaces where the true body is enshrined... but he has never heard of it.
I am unable and dare not connect these in series and sort out a complete set of underlying logic.
Could it be that all the gods and demons in this world are dug out of the earth?
When Bailang was sorting out and summarizing this information and trying to restore the rules of power in the original world, he was also trying quietly, using [Wushen Pill] as a guinea pig and [Fugui Pill] as its designated 'pope', to imitate the great monks that Tang Fugui talked about.
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Trying to let the [evil spirit] come and give 'Fugui' a power that exceeds the upper limit of the world's threshold, and see if he can help Fugui get rid of the shackles of the low-level wild cultivator.
As a result, as soon as the power transmitted into the body by [Wishen Pill] through the 'must die' exceeded the threshold limit, the 'chaos source power' that enveloped the entire world exploded instantly.
Not only did he completely crush and volatilize the power transmitted by [Dance Pill], he also attacked the [Evil Spirit] in a direction, and also punished the ignorant Fukimaru.
In an instant, panic and severe pain spread throughout his body. He opened his mouth and screamed, and then his body twitched violently several times. Then he came back to his senses with a look of horror and looked around suspiciously.
Bai Lang frowned, this is different from what was promised. I have 'evil spirits' here, I have a medium, I have a practitioner, and I have established a connection, so why can't I break through that layer of restrictions?
To use an inappropriate metaphor, this world is left to the contractors. The space for local civilians to perform is only 3 meters high. Once this height is exceeded, they will be torn into pieces by the violent wind.
He originally thought that 'gods' were the key to breaking through this boundary. It seemed that Fukimaru's pattern was low. How much confidential information could the low-level liar know? The way to break through the threshold should be hidden in his parchment.
Bailang picked up [No. 48] again and looked at it, and he felt more and more that the system of this world was similar to the 'Xingyue'. Gods or the ruins where gods are buried are the source of magic everywhere. Excavate and explore to master the corresponding knowledge (mystery)
), you can obtain the corresponding power.
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Bai Lang suddenly turned to look at Feng Ying, expressed his thoughts, and then asked: "Is this the [underworld] you mentioned?"
"???" Feng Ying was confused by the question.
Although she instinctively felt that this world was very underworld, after hearing what Fukimaru said and discovering that this world has many gods, rich genres, various systems emerging in endlessly, and a thriving scene, it seemed that it was not so underworld anymore.
"The [underworld] you feel is because the gods were once sealed in the ruins. They need to be excavated to activate, and they are cultivated and strengthened little by little. There are no gods in this world, but if you dig more, you will have them. This world of missions
After resurrecting from the dead, it was once the underworld. Over the years, it has been awakened and reactivated little by little by the contractors, returning to the age of the gods!"
Bai Lang clapped his hands, feeling that he had grasped the truth. This is a world that failed after a 60% impact. What does it mean? It is equivalent to experiencing the second [Dimension Ascension Mode], and after failing to overcome the tribulation, it entered the second [Destruction]
model】.
He was struck to death by lightning, but his foundation was solid and he was not completely dead. Now, with the support of [Paradise] behind him, he has entered the stage of recovery. It is not only the opportunity of the contractor, but also the use of the contractor's management to awaken the dead world.
Feng Ying was convinced by Lang and clapped her hands repeatedly: "Brother Bai, what you said makes sense!"
'Is that so?' After the severe pain, Tang Fugui knelt aside, covering his heart and lowering his head to listen unconsciously. It was as if he knew a huge secret, 'I gradually understood everything!'
After thinking about this, Bailang no longer worries about the [Threshold] issue. In the future, he only needs to go to the Middle East and find the ruins of No. 48. Whether it is to awaken and enslave [Hagati] or let his own [Evil Spirit] replace him, he can
Solve the problem of limited power.
Just when Lang was thinking about it, noisy and noisy scoldings came from outside the door, and it was a mess. Some were scolding themselves, some were shouting and asking why the Fugui Pills didn't come out, and some were asking loudly whether he succeeded, and some were shouting.
To create the recent...
"Why doesn't the Immortal come out yet?"
"Isn't it possible that the trash got him?"
"How is it possible? Along the way, you haven't noticed that he is strong on the outside but weak on the outside. He is a loser. Kong has a good body, but he is a loser who only knows how to run away."
"That's how many sea monsters the Immortal Tang killed along the way. He opened the altar to disperse the storm. If this loser hadn't insisted on escaping yesterday, the Immortal would have killed those monsters, and my brother would not have been buried in the sea with no bones left."
"That's right. Two ships sank yesterday. I'm afraid I won't even be able to get back my money after this trip. How can he pay our commission? In my opinion, we should just kill him, seize the family property, and join the immortal leader.
The foreign Buddhist and Taoist sects avoid the limelight."
"That's right! That idiot doesn't understand anything, and he's talking so much that he's looking for a land of overseas immortals. He's killed so many of our brothers. I think if you continue to follow him, you're just asking for your own death."
"Kill the white dog and seize the merchant ship!"
"Kill the white dog and sacrifice blood to Mazu!"
The loud conspiracy was getting closer and louder. Bai Lang sat there and looked at Feng Ying, snickering, and his expression became more and more embarrassing. This time the opening package really had too little krypton, and this [Paradise] was making things difficult for him.
Bang!
The silly woman hammered the crib angrily and did not allow outsiders to speak ill of her father.
Jack: "Hmph! Wait until I kill them all!"
"Stop!" Bailang quickly stopped, "This is the initial team I bought with krypton gold. According to what Fugui said, no matter what happens, we can use it to sacrifice to the gods as the starting capital to open the secret ruins."
Feng Ying agreed: "It makes sense."
Bai Lang looked at Tang Fugui who lowered his head and said nothing: "Why are you standing there? Why don't you go out and dance a little song to subdue them?"
He caused all this, and now he's still pretending to be dead?
Under the mental contamination suggestion of "must die", Tang Fugui, who was dying of illness, stood up quickly, kicked open the door, rushed onto the deck, and angrily shouted: "Hey! You are a bunch of bastards.
,Dare you insult Mr. Bai?! You are looking for death!"
At this time, there was a group of barefoot strong men on the deck, some with harpoons in their hands, some with swords drawn from their waists, and the leading ones, especially me, who had a flint-haired blunderbuss. They looked at Tang Fugui who suddenly rebelled in disbelief.
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The leading sailor asked in surprise: "Xian...Xian Chang, what are you talking about?"
At this time, someone with blind eyes asked loudly from outside the crowd: "Immortal, have you succeeded? Have you killed that idiot?"
"Yes, yes, kill that stupid thing, and the brothers will regard you as their leader."
"Several other ships have already approached. We have communicated using flags. Everyone will listen to you."
Tang Fugui secretly thought in his heart that he could no longer let these people continue to talk nonsense. He was anxious, and a large number of the talents and instincts originated from the [Fugui Pill Collective Unconsciousness] burst into his heart.
The information was numerous and complicated, and some were too profound (the information on the Noble Phantasm of the 20th generation Mapo Pill, the blood intestine meridian of the 19th generation Goat Pill...). At this time, Tang Fugui could only pick up those that were easy to understand and had particularly strong meanings.
'Instinctive impulse' to imitate (learn).
"Hey! Look at me!"
The next moment, he couldn't control the enchanting twist. A tall and thin ugly man with a horse-shaped face and a long beard suddenly danced vigorously in front of a group of big men with hairy chests. The contrast was so strong that the scene fell silent for a moment.
The needle can be heard.
At this time, Tang Fugui has not yet stimulated his talent in [Dance King Disco]. Just a few ordinary twisting of the waist and bathing movements from the back of the hand to the back of the neck, he released the magic power that is eye-catching, and then it is extremely eye-catching, destroying human beings.
Mental torture of the mind.
As soon as the dance of the Wealthy Demon came out, all living beings were confused and confused. There was an extremely uncomfortable but masochistic impulse that could not help but take another look. The original hatred of Bailang, the fear of the uncertainty of life and death in the sea, and the greed for killing people and robbing ships, at this moment
Everything was forgotten.
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Tang Fugui also gained encouragement and confidence from the intoxicated expressions of everyone, and received invisible spiritual support. He jumped more energetically and twisted more coquettishly. As a result, [Must Die] gushed out with more power, countless mysterious knowledge, and wonderful
Feelings emerge one by one in my mind.
The body couldn't control it any longer. He raised his hand to summon a [Onion that pierced the dead chrysanthemum]. The spear came out like a dragon and was inserted into the wooden deck. He stretched out his hand to hold the bloody onion and started spinning. Green Onion Dance!
"Ugh!", "Ugh...!"
For the ancient indigenous sailors, this scene was too exciting and too challenging to their outlook. It was simply a dimension-reducing blow that went beyond their own cognition, and a crushing mental pollution.
Suddenly, a young sailor couldn't bear it anymore and vomited. Then, like a chain reaction, the guys around him also dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground, retching violently.
Tang Fugui's "Soldier of Subjugation without Fighting", the visual impact alone caused severe physical discomfort, paralysis of limbs, mental confusion, low fighting spirit, and inability to fight anymore.
What's more, a little leader standing at the front screamed loudly: "Ah ah ah, I can't stand it anymore! Evil, you are an evil!" Then he raised a flint-haired bird gun and pressed it against his temple. , pull the trigger.
Bang!
A cloud of green smoke exploded in the barrel of the gun, and then his head exploded. He would rather die in front of Fugui than give in to his dancing.
Just when Fukimaru wanted to go one step further, grabbing the green onion and spinning it, a sense of crisis came to his heart. His act of summoning the [Noble Phantasm Blood Onion] had not yet been activated, but it had already faintly touched the 'threshold' boundary.
Under the warning of his mind, he quickly calmed down, removed the precious phantom, and stood up again. It was as if he was looking at the living beings that he had turned upside down in another world. He gradually recalled the scene just now, his face was also extremely ugly, and he quickly reached out and untied most of the clothes. Re-tie the clothes.
In the room, Bai Lang endured a slight discomfort and whispered: "It's back, it's back!"
