Chapter 265 Weird Lifespan

"Thank you for your help, Senior. My second question is about the Jidao Bracelet. What is its origin?"

Regarding the Jidao Bracelet, the information he found in the mountain of books was very superficial, and it seemed that he also did not have enough authority.

Xiong slowly stretched out his left hand, a light flashed, and a dark golden bracelet appeared on his wrist. Among the intricate and magical patterns, the word "极" was extremely eye-catching.

"You should know that all the extreme bracelets of the Saint Sect monks come from the same mother body. Within the scope of the Qianyuan Realm, the mother body has the ability to forcibly summon the bracelets."

"The mother body of this Jidao bracelet is also very important to our Holy Sect. It can be said to be one of the few treasures second only to the Jidao Bell."

"If the Jidao Bell is the trump card that must be kept in the bottom of the box and cannot be moved lightly unless the survival of the Holy Sect is at stake, then the bracelet matrix is ​​the core that maintains the normal operation of the Holy Sect."

Xiong retracted his arm, and the dark gold bracelet disappeared. He glanced at Bai Donglin meaningfully and said in a teasing tone:

"Kid, I know what you are worried about. I have had this thought before, but our Holy Sect is really different. It can be said that it is completely different from any other force."

"Under the rules of the Holy Sect, those dark and dirty things will not happen, so you don't need to be afraid of the Extreme Bracelet."

Bai Donglin looked calm even though his thoughts were revealed. He did not feel embarrassed at all. He had too many secrets and he wore a bracelet on his hand that was beyond his control, so it was inevitable that he would think too much.

"As for the rest, I don't know much, but I do know a thing or two about the origin of the bracelet's mother."

"Legend has it that in ancient times, an ancestor of our Saint Sect found a tattered ball of light in a broken real world while exploring the land where all the worlds return to..."

"Then several ancestors of the Holy Sect found the mother body of the Extreme Bracelet from the broken light ball. It was too long ago, and we don't know if this legend is true or not."

Bai Donglin was silent.

It all fits together. It was just a joke at first, but he actually came true.

Is it really you? Lord God Space Light Bulb, what on earth happened to you that you ended up being dissected?

As a dignified god, he should have plundered the heavens and all worlds, but he ended up in such a miserable state. It is really lamentable.

Collecting his thoughts, Bai Donglin looked slightly embarrassed and asked his last question.

"Um, senior, how old are you this year?"

The fierce man looked at Bai Donglin in astonishment. Even the white crow on his shoulder stopped preening its feathers, tilted its head, and stared at Bai Donglin with strange eyes.

"Hahaha!"

Xiong laughed loudly towards the sky, and the sound waves vibrated. The surrounding space was instantly shattered, and a huge black chaotic hole spread rapidly.

Bai Donglin's expression changed, his figure flashed, and he retreated far away in an instant, feeling his head buzzing.

"You are really interesting, kid. You have a very sharp vision. This question seems to be very simple, but..."

The fierce man stopped his terrifying laughter, waved his big hand, and the surrounding space instantly returned to its original state. His expression was full of hesitation, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak.

He really wanted to open Bai Donglin's brain and take a good look at why, at such a young age and with a long life ahead of him, he was thinking about the most fundamental and darkest issues in the world.

Is this really what a young monk should think? Life span...

"Boy, I don't know what you have seen, but I can't answer this question for you, and this is not something you can get involved in right now."

"Haha, practice well. It won't be too late to explore these things after you break through to the realm of gods and demons."

Bai Donglin narrowed his eyes slightly, his thoughts churning and diverging violently in his mind. At this moment, he seemed to have thought a lot, but also seemed to be in a moment of blank thinking.

What do cultivators seek for? Powerful strength? Free and unfettered, lawless? Controlling their own destiny? I'm afraid most cultivators seek longevity! After all, only by living first can you have other things! Ever since he started practicing, Bai Donglin has been confused about the life span of cultivators in this world.

Not to mention the difference in lifespan between different realms, the difference in lifespan among cultivators in the same realm is huge.

For example, at his current level of supernatural powers, his lifespan would vary depending on how many spiritual orifices he had incorporated into different laws.

It can be as short as less than ten thousand years or as long as tens of thousands of years.

The difference in lifespans among powerful cultivators is even more terrifying. For example, a powerful cultivator from the ancient world, because of his experience in the illusion of the Moon Palace Secret Realm, once transformed into a powerful sword cultivator and gained some understanding of some things.

The powerful beings in the ancient world, perhaps due to the limitations of inheritance and the constraints of the small world, are not only weak, but their lifespan is only a few hundred thousand years.

Not even as good as the God Source Realm of the One True Realm! The powerful beings of the One True Realm were even more interesting. According to the information he had collected, the lifespan of weak powerful beings was hundreds of thousands of years, while the lifespan of powerful beings was only one or two million years.

But what about the fierce one in front of him?

According to the time of death of his junior brother Li in the ancient world burial area, Xiong's life span is at least more than 20 million years! There are also Moro, Emperor Mingyu, Black Mist Demon King, and the life spans of those he has come into contact with are all abnormal.

It’s not that he thinks these people live too long, but compared to other powerful people who died young, it’s too abnormal.

Based on his superficial understanding of the abilities of powerful people, he thought that the life span of cultivators in this world was too short! The powerful were at least half-immortal, and a life span of only tens of millions of years was indeed too short.

What’s even more bizarre is that the lifespans of these powerful beings are either short or uneven.

The shortest is only a million years, but the old monster Black Mist Demon Emperor has actually lived for 50 million years!

This was a piece of information he had learned by devouring his broken memories, and it was naturally accurate.

This situation is too weird and definitely not normal!

Another point is that, in all the information he had learned, including from the almighty ancestors, there was no mention of eternity, everlasting life, immortality, or living as long as heaven and earth.

Compared to the brilliant cultivation system and powerful combat power in this world, this is too abnormal.

A typical high attack and low health! If it were in the prehistoric world, any immortal would be able to live without worries about his lifespan.

The more Xiong avoided this question, the more taboo he seemed. The more he felt that this world was full of big problems and the waters were very deep!

Bai Donglin's eyes were deep, and his turbulent thoughts gradually calmed down. He bowed to Xiong and said gratefully: "Thank you for clearing up my doubts, I was just talking nonsense just now."

"Yeah, no problem."

Xiong waved his hand, his expression calmed down again, as if he suddenly lost interest in talking. He drooped his eyelids and said softly, "Boy, have you understood the steps of the next extreme trial?"

"Yes."

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"Well, according to the rules, I will cover up your news. No one else will know about you except me, the Jidao Bracelet, and the ancestor who reviews the task."

"Until you complete the trial, or die quietly in the trial."

The extreme trial, according to the number of times the extreme bell is rung, the trial tasks will be divided into different difficulty levels.

The trial mission is determined by the "Extreme Council" convened by the top leaders of the Holy Sect, and is finally passed to the Extreme Bracelet after being reviewed by the ancestors.

The purpose of concealing his identity information is, firstly, to ensure fairness and prevent favoritism and fraud, and secondly, to prevent hostile forces from eliminating him. Geniuses who can open the ultimate trial have always been thorns in the eyes of alien races and must be eliminated as soon as possible.

After all, it is much easier to wipe out a genius who has not yet grown up than to kill a strong man in the future.

The trial is not about sending disciples to their deaths. The Holy Sect will try its best to avoid dangers like this that are not related to the mission.

In addition, there is another benefit for disciples who start the extreme trial.

Depending on the number of times Bai Donglin rings the Jidao Bell, he will be given access to all training facilities within nine years and will be able to use them at will.

Of course, points are still needed.

After the welfare time is up, the trial-taker must leave the Holy Sect to complete the trial mission.

Before the mission is completed, Bai Donglin can be said to have nothing to do with the Jidao Holy Sect. He cannot rely on any power from the sect and can only rely on himself.

"Thank you, senior!"

Bai Donglin bowed slightly again, said goodbye, and walked down the scarlet stairs.

A scarlet light gate has appeared at the place where we came from.

“Ga ga ga!”

Just as Bai Donglin was about to step into the light gate, the white crow on the fierce shoulder flapped its wings, turned into a white light, and instantly came in front of Bai Donglin.

The bird's beak opened slightly, and a white vortex emerged, and then it spit out a token that was completely black and seemed to be carved from wood.

The black token fell, and Bai Donglin quickly reached out to take it. It felt cold and sank slightly.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he asked doubtfully: "Is this for me?"

“Ga ga ga!”

The white crow nodded slightly, then flapped its wings and instantly returned to Xiong's shoulder.

"Thank you, Senior Li!"

Although he didn't know what it was, Bai Donglin still bowed his hand to thank him, put away the token, and stepped into the light gate.

"Junior brother, it doesn't seem right for you to give this to him, right?"

“Ga ga ga!”

"That's right. You are no longer a monk of the Holy Sect, so it's not considered breaking the rules."

"quack!"

"Haha, I hope so."

(End of this chapter)