Chapter 799 The Past

Although the profession of Bai Mo has disappeared for hundreds of years, and among the people of the empire, the name "Bai Mo" has long been concealed in deliberate cover-ups, the private debate surrounding his actions among the empire's top officials has never ceased.

So much so that some people even joked that this is the passive skill of high-level ghosts and immortals - it will always live in our hearts.

As long as there are still people who remember it, and as long as there is still heat, the ghost fairy will not really die.

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"We just stand here quietly, waiting for the signal from the other side?"

"That's right."

Five minutes is not long, and after a moment of daze, the agreed time has arrived.

Not more than a minute, not less than a second, when the automatic hourglass left by Isis dropped the last golden sand, a silver lightning suddenly passed by where the altar used to be yesterday.

Immediately afterwards, there was another purple lightning.

The two lightning bolts intertwined strangely, spinning around each other, merging, and finally merged into one, turning into a ball of thunder, then began to spin rapidly, and finally exploded.

After the smoke cleared, a door with silver on the left and purple on the right appeared out of thin air in front of everyone.

The painting style of the door is rather strange, a bit like the entrance to the pyramid on earth, but it is just an entrance.

Except for the darkness, almost all spiritual arts cannot detect anything else behind the door.

But no one was afraid, because all those who set out to explore the road this time were incarnations.

"Aren't you worried about delays?" Ghost Immortal Hemo glanced at the other people's incarnations, and then asked in a slightly joking tone.

Among the more than twenty true immortals who participated in the Daochen Realm operation, there were only four who majored in the ghost immortal way, and three minored in the ghost immortal way.

Among the five immortal systems, only the incarnation of the ghost immortal can control the body regardless of distance. The projections of the other four are still limited by the speed of light.

This time we went to Daochen Realm, the distance was incalculable. If the incarnation had to wait for the main body's order to act, the delay would be too shocking.

"These are the incarnations of true spirits transformed by our split souls and capable of independent judgment and action." Someone immediately shouted back.

Due to their frontal combat effectiveness, ghost immortals have always been near the bottom in the immortal circle. Second-level pure ghost immortals are still suppressed and beaten by first-level pure human immortals from the front.

Of course, it's just that the situation has the upper hand. The survivability of ghost immortals is the strongest among the five ways. It is extremely difficult for existences of the same level to kill them one-on-one or seriously injure them.

Normally, the pure ghost fairy is the target of ridicule. This time, he finally made the ghost fairy proud for once. Naturally, Hemo used the topic to express a few more words.

"I hope your true spirit incarnations will not betray you in a few decades." Hemo conjured up a piece of watermelon in his hand, looking like he was eating the melon while watching a show.

The true spirit incarnation is a special spiritual technique developed by monks of other paths, imitating the talent of ghosts and immortals to clone without delay. This kind of incarnation can indeed ignore delay and be far away from the main body, but the price is that the avatar has independent consciousness and there is rebellion. possible.

Moreover, the manufacturing process involves certain risks, and there is a slight chance that the monk will suffer from mental problems such as split personality.

"you!"

"..."

"I'll remind you of something." Bai Mo suddenly spoke, interrupting their daily confrontation.

"After you get there, within ten years, don't let people who haven't become immortals go to Daochen Realm."

"Why?"

"Or to be more precise, within ten years, don't let anyone who can't withstand 10,000 degrees come and die."

"..."

Bai Mo's words made them confused.

Originally, they thought that after establishing a foothold in the past and establishing coordinates, they would let the void ship transport a large number of adventurous monks who were waiting for food to plunder the Daochen Realm.

After years of recuperation and recuperation in the empire, the population of cultivators has skyrocketed, resources have become increasingly tight, and classes have become more solidified.

Regardless of whether they are mid-level, low-level or high-level monks, they all feel that the available spiritual materials are becoming less and less year by year, and it is becoming more and more difficult to level up.

They all remembered the good old days when they led people to plunder Mars, Venus and other planets decades ago.

After all, countless myths of sudden wealth and adventure were born in the plundering battles for many planets in the solar system.

An entire planet's wealth, even just a few scraps, would make the war monks' mouths water.

Not to mention that this time’s destination, Daochen Realm, according to the memory of the Cerebrate Ceres, is many times the size of the Earth and has countless treasures of heaven, materials and earth.

Although they have no chance to get involved in the ownership of Daochen Realm in front of several large eighth-level beings, there is definitely no problem in sending people over to grab it.

No matter what happens, sending all these guys who are already somewhat dissatisfied with social distribution to Daochen Realm to develop will at least reduce the instability within the empire.

"The first ten years over there were my time."

"..."

After Bai Mo said this, he was the first to walk into the door that looked like a tomb tunnel, leaving the others looking at each other in confusion.

Ramdo was the second to step forward.

Then there is Kirkov.

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The dark passage behind the door is very long, and from time to time there are strange sounds on the outer wall of the passage, which seem to be the whisper of some kind of existence.

But Bai Mo completely ignored these. According to his understanding of the space gap, the ones making these weird sounds were probably things he named void creatures.

These existences are colorless and invisible, unable to communicate, and it is not even known whether they are a phenomenon or a kind of creature. Naming them void creatures is purely Bai Mo's preference.

The passage behind the silver-purple door is also a bit clever. Everyone who enters seems to not encounter the fellow travelers who come in front and behind, as if everyone is walking their own path.

After walking alone for three days, Bai Mo "saw" a tiny spot of light in the far distance. But at this time, he didn't feel any fluctuations in his heart, and he didn't speed up his pace just because he saw the spot. He was still walking slowly. Walking at a constant speed.

For true immortals, darkness, loneliness and boredom are nothing at all. Their powerful imagination and deduction abilities can even generate a complete virtual world in their minds, allowing a large number of characters to interact and develop, and write their own stories.

…

The light spot became bigger and bigger, from the light spot, to the light spot, then to the aperture, and now to the light door, Bai Mo walked along the direction of the light spot for two more days before reaching the other end of the passage. .

Behind the light door is the Daochen Realm, but Bai Mo vaguely feels that there is a very deep blood-colored hatred lingering behind the door. As soon as he steps out of the door, the hatred that seems to be real will be like a gnawing force. Like a tiger, it flew towards him.

"But so what?"

Bai Mo didn't stop for a moment because of hesitation and stepped straight out of the light door.