The birth of the Void Ship is naturally indispensable to the help of the main temple of Sildes.

After several rounds of negotiations between the two sides, the federal strategy became independent when it turned into the moon more than a hundred years ago. The void worm Sildes, who called himself the main temple, returned to the Federation more than ten years ago.

They will exist as the forefront of the Federation's exploration of other spatial layers.

With the return of Sildes, the Federation regained control of the wild world and several other space layers they developed.

The two true immortals, one god and one ghost immortal, who ruled the Lord's Temple, also joined the sequence of true immortals in the Federation.

...

At the same time, with the birth of the name Star Lord, several true immortals who practiced the ghost immortal path could clearly sense a powerful luck that was rushing into Bai Mo's body frantically.

However, this scene did not last long. The torrent of luck that came quickly quickly left like a sourceless water.

"Can you also absorb luck by naming a new level?"

"Then how many have I missed before?"

"That's what he preached today?"

“…”

All kinds of thoughts fill it.

Since Bai Mo revealed last time that luck has the effect of reducing disasters, many true immortals in the Federation have begun to focus a lot of energy on the study of luck.

They have all experienced at least one reincarnation tribulation, and they are very clear about the difficulty of experiencing such a disaster, let alone being more difficult every time. It is related to their own lives. Research plans for experiencing tribulation have always been ranked at a very high priority.

After some years of research, the Federation gradually understood that luck, like Shinto's power of faith or incense, is essentially a certain collective unconscious spiritual power, and from a certain perspective, it is also poisonous.

The world comes with luck and the world is in the same way, and the heroes are not free.

If you cannot control your own strength, you will become a tool of luck.

It seems that the rich loli saint witches are delivered to the door one by one, and you can pick up treasures when you go out and wander. The upgrade speed is like taking a plane, but in fact everything is just the master's task.

Of course, this "master" may be invisible and invisible, and the control method is also clever enough, and it may never be revealed in your life.

Just like Bai Mo back then, he pushed the Ning Yanhuo of a mortal to the fourth level of perfection at all costs, and then used him to achieve certain goals.

It’s just that luck is more hidden and natural, making people look like everything I have gained.

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, luck will be swept away and return to reality.

...

"So that?" Bai Mo said, pointing to Wu Ling on the ground.

What he said so far, it contains several meanings.

First, his preaching ends here.

Secondly, this is to give this war that does not make much sense and is purely a life-consuming war.

Finally, the Federation gave up its pursuit of Wu Ling.

"Why do you have to protect such a mortal?"

Although Wu Ling had a lot of trouble and even used an unprecedented Dharma-Ending Realm and hit them with a small pit, in essence, he was still just a little ant in the eyes of the immortals.

If you really want him to disappear, you can't kill him with one foot, so you can step on it a few more times.

"No matter how many times the shadow is killed, it is meaningless as long as it does not extinguish its light source." Bai Mo gave a metaphorical explanation.

"He is another star king?" Yun Jie couldn't help asking.

He knew very well that only equal existence could allow Bai Mo to handle it so seriously.

But Bai Mo shook his head and did not explain much.

The purpose of protecting Wu Ling is not so much to protect his life, but to ensure the peace of the Federation for a period of time.

According to Bai Mo's observation in multiple spatial layers, the son of fortune will only appear one at the same time in one era.

Even if the previous one's luck has been lost, he has completely become a mortal.

However, as long as he does not die, the new son of luck will not be born, stirring up the storm, and will only silently accumulate strength and grow slowly.

So theoretically, the best way is to catch Wu Ling and then keep him like a pig. Use all kinds of life-extending packages to make him live longer, the better, until his days are gone and he will be unsustainable.

However, Bai Mo did not want the Federation to be stable and peaceful forever, and the classes were permanent. The stagnant Federation was not the state he wanted, so he naturally did not say this clearly.

"For today's favor, I promise you that as long as he no longer takes the initiative to raise trouble, my wood elves and I will not pursue this guy again." The first person to give the promise was Fireworks.

It can produce complete wisdom, and it has to be thanks to Bai Mo's crazy accelerated experiments back then. Otherwise, with the vague concept of time of the tree demon, a guy who works for one minute a day may not be able to accumulate human-like wisdom in another three or five hundred years.

So even though it was a mutual use of clearly marked prices, Fireworks still believed that they were accepting Bai Mo's favor.

Just like the son of luck, even if you finally learn that your life is actually a planned show, a considerable number of people will still be grateful for luck.

Because if it weren't for luck, the so-called son of luck might be just an ordinary person who had lived his entire life in obscurity and would not have experienced such a magnificent life.

...

"I'm the same!" Yupo said.

But he told Wu Ling the truth and did not have any hatred.

A few words of offense. For him, who is highly selfless and does not care about the world, even a breeze blows on his face is not considered.

Having become a kind of sermon like Bai Mo, it would be a matter of raising one's hands in vain.

In addition to a group of immortals, there are actually some middle and high-level monks who use special means to hear this special "broadcast".

But what is the cultivation of Xuanjun Zhenjun? It is too far from them.

Even those who have no hope of passing the first great difficulty of climbing to the Immortal Level will be useless to listen to it.

At most, it will be a bit more proud topic of conversation when bragging to future generations in the future.

I have also experienced the war in the fairy world and the preachers of the true immortals (although they were just standing hundreds of thousands of kilometers away to listen).

True Immortal is the top existence of only one billion monks, let alone the realm above True Immortals.

There are only 30 billion people in the whole federation, and there are only 30 cultivators in total, less than 30 true immortals.

The vast majority of monks spent their entire lives and their dream was to advance to the fifth level, enter the ranks of federal nobles, and have their own throne.

However, this is already an out of reach dream. According to statistics from the Federal Privy Council, there are only less than 200,000 nobles of the fifth-level or above.

You can make rapid progress even if you practice blindly. The era of heavenly spiritual materials is everywhere. It is difficult for the grassroots heroes who are eating and trashing will have a chance to make a comeback.
Chapter completed!