Mythological origins

One layer.

Two layers.

Three layers.

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Around the final point selected by Su Yan, Bai Mo arranged layer after layer of formations.

He did not expect these formations to swallow up an entire branch of the spiritual tide. As long as each of them could hold off for half a second, the goal would be achieved.

Hundreds of years ago, humans had already made relatively complete calculations. The total spiritual energy that gushed out during the Autumn of the Spirit River event was roughly equivalent to the simultaneous self-detonation of three seventh-level true immortals. Although it was not as high as the eighth-level starburst level, it was still enough to permanently change the environment of the entire planet's surface.

Even if the Emerald City was only a small one among the hundreds of eruption points on the earth, the instantaneous impact could not be withstood by this tiny formation.

"Why are there so many ants?" Just as Bai Mo was gradually extending the spiritual formation outward, he suddenly noticed something wrong, or a strange sense of familiarity.

The insects in this mine seemed a little too urbanized.

A huge anthill was right under the cave, with ants constantly coming in and out of various small passages.

He didn't take it seriously at first. It was normal to have an anthill in this wilderness, but when Bai Mo looked at the queen ant at the deepest part, he vaguely remembered the figure of a guy.

That was when he had just established the White Land and had not yet unified the earth.

The spiritual beasts on the earth who had awakened their wisdom, faced the step-by-step advance of powerful humans, relied on a subspace as their base camp, and established their own forces, called the Alliance of All Beasts.

Led by a few mutant creatures with the highest wisdom, the alliance constantly copied humans and quietly developed civilization.

They even made various disguises to paralyze humans whose power was at its peak.

The inside was far from what humans saw, and they were still in a state of eating raw meat and drinking blood.

In fact, in the subspace base camp, they already had a considerable degree of civilization and strict organization.

They sent a large number of ant spies to collect human intelligence and technical information everywhere.

No one would pay special attention to a few ants crawling on the ground.

But these are the eyes of the queen ant.

If it weren't for the accidental exposure to Bai Mo's destiny system, even he wouldn't pay much attention to the ants under his feet.

Bai Mo's telekinesis turned into a pair of big hands, penetrating the layers of complex structures, and gently fished out the queen ant from the deepest part of the ant nest.

He looked carefully and confirmed that the other party was the poor bug in the parallel world whose consciousness was almost wiped out by him, and then put it back.

The whole process was so fast that even the other ants in the ant nest didn't have time to react.

In the original world line, because of good luck, the nest was built directly next to the spiritual tide outbreak point. Their entire population will become the first beneficiary of the spiritual tide of Emerald City, and a whole Gestalt consciousness will be born in the baptism of the spiritual tide, and gain their own wisdom.

Then after years of struggle, step by step, he climbed up from the bottom of the Ten Thousand Beast Alliance and became one of the directors of the alliance intelligence department. In the end, he was killed in seconds because he monitored Bai Mo.

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A few days passed in a blink of an eye. As the countdown to the spiritual tide erupted approached, more and more small animals with induction began to approach the eruption point of the spiritual tide.

They didn't know what it meant, but just followed the most primitive instinct of life.

Just like looking for food when hungry and mating when full.     No beasts appeared. Perhaps because the management of the Emerald City was too extensive, various hunting behaviors were flourishing. The slightly larger animals were almost extinct by the wealthy who came to hunt and travel, and became trophies in their collection rooms.

Some workers working in the camp also realized that something was wrong.

Humans are also a kind of animal. They also have a weak sense of the approach of the spiritual tide. It's just that people will think about all kinds of things, unlike animals. The whole life is eating, drinking, defecating and mating. A lot of complicated thoughts interfere with some instinctive induction.

Only people with fewer distractions can feel this weak desire from the bottom of their hearts more clearly.

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There are only two hours left before the spiritual tide erupts.

Bai Mo took out the jade coin he had made in the car from his pocket. The smooth coin was covered with dense runes, which made people feel terrified.

This is the core of the Shinto belief he made.

In the last life, during the chaos of the Red World, Bai Mo found a few wisps of blood.

That was the creative invention of Chen Kedi, the True Lord of Red Flame - the Concept God.

A group of people gradually built an impersonal concept god by gathering a common concept.

The more people hold the same idea, the more firm the idea is, and the more powerful the concept god behind it is.

With the blessing of spiritual energy, thoughts can directly act on the material world.

Then, because the concept god has no self, it will automatically redistribute all the power it has gathered according to the similarity of thinking.

So the result from the perspective of outsiders becomes that the more people believe, the stronger the power they can get, and they will go out of a positive cycle, allowing the people in the team to continuously recharge their faith.

Back then, under the influence of the Red World, they condensed a red glow and set off a chaos that swept the whole world.

Unfortunately, there are too few people who truly believe in it. The vast majority of people do not want true equality, but rather hope to be more equal than others.

Now Bai Mo has made a small revision based on the foundation of the True Lord Chi Yan, making the core of the belief in the concept god become money.

Money can communicate with the gods.

He wants to gather the most powerful force in the shortest time and kill the black sword.

There shouldn't be too many people who believe that money is omnipotent. Even missionaries don't need this thing. The average person on Earth starts with shallow believers, and there are countless lay believers and fanatics. The power of faith gathered together is simply a vast ocean.

If the Human Federation, which was driven out of the Earth, could have thought of using this huge power of faith earlier, it might have been able to compete with Bai Mo, who was carrying the White Earth.

It's a pity that the two giants who understand the power of faith the most among humans, the One Wheel Religion and the Light Saint Religion, still limit the power of faith to the "religion" and fail to rise to the level of ideology.

But this is normal.

Because the concept god is an external force after all, it is at most a multifunctional super weapon, which cannot directly promote cultivation, let alone longevity.

But what Shinto monks need is to cast themselves with faith. What believers should believe in is him, not any concept or doctrine.

The immortal path values ​​privacy. In the eyes of most people, one's own cultivation is the first priority.

Thousands of magic spells, infinite avenues, just one question, can you achieve immortality?

Only higher-dimensional beings like Bai Mo, who treat the world as a game, will put "winning or losing" above the upgrade of "game characters". (End of this chapter)