The Original Seeker Chapter 788: Fortune
"The First Seeker ()"
The birth of the Void Ship is naturally indispensable with the help of the main temple of Silders.
After several rounds of negotiations between the two sides, more than a hundred years ago, when the federal strategy turned to the moon, it became independent. The Void Worm Silders from the temple of the trumpeter returned to the Federation more than ten years ago.
They will exist as the forefront position for the Federation to explore other space layers.
Through the return of Silders, the Federation regained control of the wild world and several other space layers that they developed.
The two true immortals who ruled the Lord's Temple Sildes, a **** and a ghost, have also been added to the Federation's true immortal sequence.
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At the same moment, with the birth of the name Xingjun, the few true immortals who practiced the ghosts and immortals could clearly perceive a powerful qi luck that was madly pouring into Bai Mo's body.
However, this scene didn't last long. The torrent of air and luck quickly rushed away like water without a source.
"Can naming a new level also absorb luck?"
"Then how much did I miss before?"
"What did he preach today for?"
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All kinds of thoughts flooded with it.
Since Bai Mo revealed last time that Qi Luck has the effect of reducing calamity, many true immortals in the Federation have begun to devote a lot of energy to the research of Qi Luck.
They have all experienced at least one reincarnation catastrophe, and they are very clear about the difficulty of going through such catastrophes, not to mention that it is harder and harder one after another. It is related to their lives. Research projects related to the catastrophe have always been the highest priority. High location.
After some years of research, the federation gradually learned that Qi Luck, like the power of belief in Shinto or incense, is essentially a collective unconscious spiritual force, and it is also poisonous from a certain angle. .
It is the same force to transport to the world, but it is not free to transport heroes.
If you can't control your own strength, you will turn into a tool of luck.
It seems that the Fuloli, the sage, the witch, and the witch will be delivered one by one, and you can pick up treasures when you go out and wander around. The upgrade speed is like flying on a plane. In fact, everything is just the task of the master.
Of course, this "master" may be invisible, and the control methods are smart enough that he may never show up in his lifetime.
Like Baimo back then, he pushed a mortal firework to fourth-order consummation regardless of cost, and then used him to achieve certain goals.
It’s just that the air luck is more concealed and more natural, making it look like everything I have worked hard for.
The son of luck is the most standard case.
Before the task is completed, luck will be added, and everything will go smoothly. After the task is completed, the luck will disappear and return to reality.
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"End here?" Bai Mo said, pointing at Wu Ling on the ground.
He said so much, there are several meanings in it.
First of all, this is the end of his sermon.
Secondly, this is to draw a stop to this war that is meaningless and purely life-consuming.
Finally, let the Federation abandon the pursuit of Wu Ling.
"Why do you want to protect such a mortal?"
Although Wu Ling has caused a lot of troubles, and even resorted to an unprecedented field of doomsday, and pitted them in a small way, in essence, he is still just a little ant in the eyes of the immortals.
If you really want him to disappear, if you can't step on it, then step on it a few more times.
"No matter how many times the shadow is killed, as long as its light source is not extinguished, it is meaningless." Bai Mo gave a slightly metaphorical explanation.
"He is another star monarch?" Yun Jie couldn't help asking.
He knew very well that only the existence of reciprocity could allow Bai Mo to deal with it so solemnly.
But Bai Mo shook his head without further explanation.
Keeping Wu Ling is not so much to protect his life as it is to ensure the peace of the Federation for a period of time.
According to Bai Mo's observations in multiple layers of space, there will only be one son of luck in an era at the same time.
Even if the luck of the predecessor has been exhausted, he is completely mortal.
However, as long as he does not die, the new son of luck will not be born and disturb the situation, but will only quietly accumulate strength and slowly grow.
So theoretically, the best way is actually to catch Wu Ling and then keep him in captivity like a pig. All kinds of life extension packages are used, let him live as long as possible, until his days are gone, and the continuation is unsustainable.
However, Bai Mo didn't want the Federation to be stable and peaceful forever, and the class would be permanent. A stagnant Federation was not the state he wanted. Naturally, he didn't say this clearly.
"In terms of today's favor, I promise you that as long as he doesn't take the initiative to pick things up, neither I nor the wood elves under my command will hunt this guy again." The first promise was fireworks.
It is able to give birth to complete intelligence, thanks to Bai Mo’s crazy accelerated experiments in those years, otherwise, with the tree monster’s vague concept of time, a one-minute messenger a day, three to five hundred years later, it may not be able to accumulate. Out of human wisdom.
So even though it was a mutual use of clearly marked prices, the fireworks still believed that they had inherited Baimo's favor.
Like a child of luck, even if you finally learn that your life is actually an arranged scene, there are still quite a few people who will thank luck.
Because if it weren't for luck, the so-called son of luck might just be an ordinary person who has lived a life in obscurity~IndoMTL.com~ will never experience such a magnificent life.
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"Me too!" Yupo followed.
But he told Wu Ling the truth, and he didn't have any hatred.
A word or two of offense. For him, who is highly self-conscious about world affairs, it doesn't even count the breeze on his face.
It became Bai Mo's favor for preaching, and it's not a problem to change this point.
In addition to a crowd of immortals, there are actually some middle and high-level monks who have listened to this special "broadcast" by special means.
It's nothing but the cultivation of True Monarch Xuanjun. It's too far away from them.
People who don't even have any hope of going through the first major difficulty of climbing to the Immortal Steps, have heard it for nothing.
At most, it's the time to brag for posterity in the future. Can talk a little more proudly.
Lao Tzu is also a person who has experienced the war between immortals and preaching by real immortals (although only standing hundreds of thousands of kilometers away to listen).
True immortal, that is the only top existence among a billion monks, let alone the realm above true immortal.
The entire Federation has a population of one trillion, 30 billion monks, and a total of only 30 statues of less than true immortals.
The dream of most monks throughout their lives is to be promoted to Tier 5, to enter the ranks of the Federation aristocracy, and to have their own lead ship.
However, this is already an unattainable dream. According to the statistics of the Federal Privy Council, there are only less than 200,000 nobles of Tier 5 and above.
Anyone who can practice blindly can also make rapid progress. The time when the heavenly spiritual materials are everywhere has passed, and it is difficult for a stubborn hero who eats wildly to get ahead.
Today's Federation, after more than a hundred years of development, has comprehensive colleges, giant schools, and many ancient families. From the basic to the top, the entire training system has become step-by-step.