It took Bai Mo nearly half a cup of tea to sort out this so-called historical text in his mind, or in other words, a large number of memories left by someone in his previous lives.
Rebirth is planned.
He is currently in a reincarnation called the Ring of Time.
Moreover, in the first life, I still took the initiative to enter this ring of time.
Various contradictory or shocking information are intertwined, and Bai Mo begins to doubt which of his memories are true and which have been forged.
If the information in the historical text is true, and you are really reincarnating in the ring of time, and you lose some memory or power with each reincarnation, it feels like this world is slowly digesting itself.
Same……
Then why did the self in the first life take the initiative to come in and be digested by the world?
"Could it be Taoist poison?"
Based on a lot of information, Bai Mo gradually came up with a vague guess. He needed more time and more attempts to verify his idea.
So he withdrew his mind and prepared to return his attention to the real world.
…
And just when Bai Mo slowly came back to his senses from the historical text, he saw that his right hand had turned into a ghost claw, which was about to penetrate Mu Ziqing's heart...
In the Yingchun Hall, there was suddenly a harsh sound like steel being crushed and deformed, which was extremely uncomfortable.
The green and gloomy ghost claws, five fingers as sharp as demon knives, were twisted at this time, turned back nearly 180 degrees, and in turn pressed into the back of his hand.
"You want to see me for something?" Bai Mo slowly stood up from the ground and looked at Mu Ziqing, whose face was pale in pain because his right hand was completely deformed.
Just now, she was tempted.
He also took action.
To avoid future troubles, she also used her most powerful attack, the Netherworld Ghost Claw, which could attack the body and soul at the same time.
At that moment, when she was about to touch Bai Mo's back, a huge recoil force suddenly appeared, and her five fingers were pulled back half a circle.
As for the so-called soul attack, it is nothing more than a mud cow entering the sea, without even a ripple.
If she hadn't seen that all five fingers on her right hand were missing, which made her feel heartbroken, she might have thought that she had used fake ghost claws.
This is the famous spell of one of Mu Ziqing's old friends, Master Nether in the late Golden Core stage. He once killed two monks who were both in the late Golden Core stage with this trick alone.
Although she only learned six or seven kung fu skills under the personal guidance of the other party, she could not kill a mortal and achieve this effect.
"...Yes, I think you are a bit possessed, senior, so I plan to remind you...to wake you up."
Mu Ziqing gritted his teeth, resisted the severe pain in his hand, and made up a lame excuse that even he didn't believe.
Not to mention that Mo Fengwu and others on the side didn't believe this excuse. Even the two strong women who were responsible for carrying the body changed their faces slightly after hearing this.
Even a fool could easily see Mu Ziqing's overflowing murderous intent just now.
Is it worth using the ghost claws with poison and soul attack to simply wake me up?
"Um."
However, Bai Mo looked like he believed it.
"What's so unintuitive...you dare to trick me into committing suicide?" At this time, Mu Ziqing was blaming himself in his heart, hoping that the other party would really let him go.
"Sect Master Mu, do you know a saying that says to transform into a god first, transform into a mortal?"
"Become a mortal before becoming a god? Never heard of that."
In the Yuanyang Realm, there are some monks who have transformed into gods, and there is a saying among the large sects that have been passed down for a long time, which is to transform into gods first.
This means that if a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage wants to be promoted to a god, he must use secret methods to transform himself into a mortal and experience the mortal world again...
Of course, for a golden elixir monk like Mu Ziqing who has no reliable inheritance, it is normal that he has never heard of it.
Even most Yuanying monks don't know about this.
"Wait a minute, transforming into a god first transforms into a mortal, shouldn't you say..." Combined with the backlash from the Netherworld's claws just now, a terrifying conjecture suddenly appeared in her mind.
The opponent's cultivation level just regressed to a level close to that of a mortal. In fact, he was promoted to a god?!!!
"Are you... afraid?"
"No...no! Senior...senior is worrying too much."
After thinking of this, Mu Ziqing instantly transformed into a shivering little girl, with no hint of the demon sect leader.
"It turns out that even gods can be easily touched, and that's what it means..."
She once again secretly cursed her unreliable intuition. When she said she encountered the Avatar, she never expected to touch it with her hands...
After practicing Taoism for more than two hundred years, she only saw the figure of Senior Transformation God once in a grand event she attended decades ago.
However, the power and aura shown by the god-transformation monk back then seemed to be slightly inferior to that of this young man now.
"How come there is a hidden great cultivator of God Transformation who comes to my Yin Yang Sect? And he is promoted casually in front of me?"
"Senior, have you ever needed a maid? Ziqing is not talented, but he is willing to serve as a maid for your senior..." After a few moments of silence, Mu Ziqing's face was expressionless, and he endured the severe pain in his heart as he snapped his fingers back to their original positions one by one, and then did the next
A very shameless and important decision was made.
Such a 180-degree turn almost missed the waists of other people watching.
One second you were thinking about killing people and seizing treasures, and the next second you kowtowed and acknowledged your master?
Even if the lower limit of a person in the devil's path is extremely low, no one would have thought that he could reach this level.
"This senior, something is very wrong..."
Mo Fengwu, who was watching the whole show, suddenly remembered that when Bai Mo came to Mo Mansion for the first time more than ten days ago, he clearly said that he was just a monk in the foundation building period.
As a result, after the Yin Yang Sect, his cultivation level became a golden elixir, and now he has become a god-transformation monk standing at the top of the pyramid.
Even someone like her, who knew almost nothing about the world of immortal cultivators, knew that something was wrong.
She believed that the adoptive mothers were smart and would never think of this.
But form is stronger than people, so what if you think about it?
How can these orphans and widowed mothers do anything to the god-transforming monks who are already at the top of the human world?
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"Is this power?" Lin Fan, who was lying on the ground after watching everything happened, once again felt his weakness and powerlessness.
The leader of the Yin Yang Sect, who regards himself as trash, bows down in front of a stronger power, gets everything he asks for, and can even change his face in an instant and actively ask to become a maid servant.
As for himself, he has no choice but to live or die by himself. Even the jade lock that he finally obtained and which is almost connected to life and death has to be taken away.
But when watching all this happen, he could only force himself to pretend to be dead, to pretend to be unconscious and unresponsive, and not even able to show a trace of anger.