Chapter 300 Born as a Human

Boom! Thunder tore through the sky, and the dark clouds poured down heavy rain, like a river flowing backwards from the sky.

Several winding rivers, including the Kuilan River, were completely evaporated into massive amounts of water vapor. After a period of sedimentation, it finally turned into rain and fell back to the earth.

After a while, a lake formed in the huge deep pit.

Buzz! Ripples spread across the void, and flying magic weapons flew out from the space layer, flashing with light. More than a dozen powerful figures stepped out of the flying magic weapons and stood in the void. As their auras vibrated, the rain within a range of ten thousand feet was repelled.

"Oh my goodness, am I in the right place? Where is the Blood River Sect? It's so big, and there's not a single hair left of the Blood River Sect?"

A man in a purple robe looked at the huge deep pit below with an exaggerated expression. He turned his eyes and looked at the man in black beside him, and said in a teasing tone:

"Alliance Master Qian, can you please tell me what happened? The Blood River Sect is a member of our New Moon Alliance after all. They just disappeared without a sound. You should at least have something to say, right?"

"Please don't just take up the position and do nothing! I see the miserable state of the Blood River Sect, and I am really scared..."

Alliance Leader Qian turned his head slightly, and his cold gaze made the purple-robed man close his mouth in embarrassment. He spoke in a cold tone, "Ao Tuo, I know you don't obey me, but there's no need to be so sarcastic here. The terrifying energy fluctuations that erupted from the Blood River Sect were sensed by everyone at the same time, and they all rushed here one after another. What did you see?"

"Hehe, Alliance Leader Qian, in my opinion, the ones who can do something like destroying the clan are nothing more than the demon race, or the alien race!"

Aotuo looked confident, as if he had seen through everything.

"Puff! Aotuo, you are really good at making up stories. I have never heard of the Blood River Sect having conflicts with any demon tribe. As for the alien tribes, that's even more ridiculous. How can a mere Blood River Sect be worthy of the alien tribes' attack?"

A charming and seductive woman covered her mouth and sneered. She was wearing a very revealing red gauze dress, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white and crystal-clear chest. She had a wanton posture and then said to the man in black:

"Master Alliance Leader, in my opinion, this matter is probably related to the Fuli Sect. As far as I know, the relationship between Aotuo and Xue'e has always been tense. The Xuehe Sect has developed rapidly in recent years. Who knows, some people may be afraid and take action secretly!"

Aotuo's expression changed. Although he was upright and had nothing to fear, he could not stand being slandered in person. He immediately started to curse:

"Bullshit! You slut, are you looking for death?"

Aotuo’s eyes glared angrily, and a huge Dharma image rose up behind him. Energy and laws surged violently, and the void was oppressed and constantly distorted.

"Humph! Would I be afraid of you?"

The pretty face of the woman in the red skirt turned cold, and she also performed a Dharma image.

“That’s enough!”

Leader Qian shouted coldly, and a terrifying aura spread out, instantly dispersing the murderous intent condensed by Aotuo and the other man.

"Can you guys calm down a bit? You're still in the mood to fight among yourselves after such a big incident. The destruction of the Blood River Sect is an extraordinary matter, and it's beyond our ability to handle!"

"Don't forget Xue E's master, that old madman..."

Before he finished speaking, everyone's expressions changed slightly. Xue E's master was Gui Yi, a great master of the first extreme realm, and the Xuehe Sect was also founded by him. Although this old madman has been traveling around the world and has not asked about the sect's affairs for many years, he will definitely not let it go now that the sect has been destroyed.

The name of the Blood River is well-known in Crescent Island, and they have heard it since they were young.

"So, let's take care of our feathers and don't think about swallowing up the territory of the Blood River Sect. At least as long as the old madman Xuehe is alive, we can't take action."

The Qian Alliance Leader looked thoughtful, and after a moment's silence, he continued, "Let's follow the rules. The Blood River Sect is still a human faction after all. Let's report this to the Divine Court!"

"With the Divine Court taking action, there is no need for us to worry. We should think carefully about how to respond to the interrogation of the old madman Xuehe."

"Hehe, then let's do as Alliance Leader Qian says."

Aotuo flicked his sleeves, and his figure disappeared into the flying magic weapon, creating ripples in the void, and he instantly shot into it and disappeared.

"Tsk, this bastard is really getting more and more outrageous."

The woman in the red dress rolled her eyes seductively and flew away with her magic weapon.

The other dozen or so people said nothing, bowed slightly to Alliance Leader Qian, and quickly left this dangerous place.

"Alas, these are troubled times!"

A sigh slowly dissipated in the rain, and the place returned to silence again, with only the wind, rain, and thunder roaring.

…

Bang!

In the dark night, there was a knock on the door of a farmhouse.

"Who is it?"

There was a rustling sound inside the house, and then the oil lamp was lit. Squeak! A haggard peasant woman holding a lamp opened the door and looked out in confusion.

"Eeyyyyy!"

The old woman trembled and looked down, only to see a young child floating in the air a few inches off the ground, with his chubby little hands open and smiling at her.

Bang! The oil lamp fell to the ground.

"Grandson! It's my dear grandson. Come quickly, old man. Our grandson is back!"

"God has shown his power! Thank you, gods! Thank you, gods!"

The two old people held the child tightly and kowtowed to the sky continuously. Their son and daughter-in-law had left home to look for their grandson over the years and only came back once a year during the Chinese New Year.

They saw it all and felt heartbroken, but they could do nothing to help. Now the gods have appeared, and their family can finally be reunited.

This small village suddenly became bustling with activity, the lights were on, and the hundreds of children who had been lost here had all returned.

Bai Donglin's body was surrounded by golden flames, and his firepower was fully sublimated. The power of his magical power was terribly enhanced.

The divine consciousness swept across an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of miles, sensing the blood aura of the young child. With every step he took, hundreds of golden flame figures descended everywhere.

This is a higher level of "mirror image" that ignores distance restrictions and can be used as long as it is within the range of divine consciousness.

With a wave of his sleeves, varying numbers of children were carried away by the energy and returned to their families. A golden character flashed between the eyebrows of each child.

This was transformed from a trace of his life flame, which could completely make up for the life essence that these children had lost due to the ban, and it was more than enough to gain many benefits.

In order to avoid causing too much commotion, the Blood River Sect plundered children from almost the entire Crescent Island, causing considerable trouble for Bai Donglin. Although his speed was incredible, it still took him a full day and night to send back all the millions of children.

Things cannot be perfect. Many young children's relatives are no longer around for various reasons. He can only find a good family, leave his belongings, and let them raise the child.

Taihu Lake, the starting point of the incident, on the black treasure ship.

Read the error-free version on 6Ⅹ9Ⅹ bookⅩ bar! 6Ⅹ9 book bar first publishes a novel.

Bai Donglin lay lazily on the deck, squinting his eyes at the sun slowly rising in the sky. A hazy black light was spreading under him, slowly engulfing the huge treasure ship.

He wanted to destroy all traces and convert some energy at the same time.

"Lord Youcheng is right. The peace and tranquility of this world is only on the surface. The evil in the dark is happening all the time..."

Although he had caught a glimpse of the filthiness of the darkness this time, he was not completely unprepared. In the dark prison, he had seen too many crimes from the memories of many extremely evil criminals.

If it weren't for his strong will, he would have become a pervert under the influence of those corrupt and dark memories.

However, this was a personal experience in which the victims were all poor children, and the shock it brought to him was far beyond what those vague memories could compare to.

"Is the life of a mortal really so cheap in the eyes of a monk?"

In the vast Qianyuan Realm alone, there are countless living beings. In the boundless starry sky above, there are countless life stars. The number of mortals is unimaginable, and as long as they do not embark on the path of cultivation, they cannot control their own destiny and can only be slaughtered by others.

However, cultivation depends on talent, and only a few people can become practitioners.

"Maybe I should do something, not for any lofty ideals, but simply because I am born as a human being!"

Bai Donglin's eyes gradually brightened, the light overshadowing the sun rising in the sky. His thoughts were churning, and a hint of heat emerged in his heart.

"Life with wisdom is precious. No one's life should be trampled on wantonly!"

“Although mortal life is so short, like a meteor flashing by, they all have the right to live.”

The three views of his previous life guided his will, and he could not treat endless lives as worthless.

Bai Donglin stood up slowly. His highest pursuit has always been to become the strongest, and now he has some more goals.

He frowned and thought, it is impossible for one person to take into account everything. The world is too big. If he could do something for the human race, after thinking it over, he still needed the help of the power of the Tianluo Space.

The split bodies that are now emitted all possess 90% of the power of Wuwei's soul. There is no limit to the splitting speed of the pointed monument, but it is the recovery speed of Wuwei's soul that limits the output of split bodies.

"I need to make some changes. Ninety percent of the soul power is too much of a waste. The original purpose was just to help some hosts offset the killing calamity. In fact, opening a low-dimensional channel does not require so much soul power."

"It is enough to reduce the power of the soul and only use the power of three strikes to ensure inaction. If the host still dies, it means that he is not worth cultivating."

Bai Donglin made a decision in his mind that this way he could quickly expand the host of Tianluo Space, which would provide him with countless benefits, and he could also use the host to help mortals.

Tianluo Space implements his will, and naturally can influence the host's behavior through various tasks, making him a good person who is beneficial to the human race.

This is the limit of what he can do for the poor mortals of the human race. The most important thing is for him to become stronger. Only by mastering the right to speak can he better improve the survival rights of mortals.

"What I have done is only a temporary solution. If you want to gain the respect of others, you still have to fight for it yourself. The hope of these mortals does not lie with me, but with..."

"At my eldest sister's place!"

In the Immortal Empire, everyone is like a dragon, and every mortal has value in existence.

However, the path that his elder sister Bai Yuanzhen is taking will certainly be full of difficulties. Not only will she face obstruction from the old forces of the human race, but also from alien races.

The biggest advantage of the human race is its large population. If Bai Yuanzhen were to really establish the Immortal Dynasty, the situation in this world would definitely be turned upside down.

"As long as I become strong enough, I can naturally help my elder sister to wipe out the evil spirits."

When it comes down to it, strength is paramount. Only if your fist is big enough can you make others listen to you quietly.

Black light surged under his feet, and the treasure ship tens of thousands of feet long was swallowed up into the immortal dark world.

Swallowed and transformed, pure energy gushed out and was completely divided up by the hungry spiritual orifices.

Bai Donglin smiled and whispered softly, "Big sister, just go for it! I will be your strongest support!"

The sun leaped high into the sky, and its light fell on us, dazzling and eye-catching.

(End of this chapter)