Blue and White Society

  Chapter 505 Mo Poor's lore

   "Ah! Grandpa!" The general exclaimed in surprise.

  This time Higashino Boyu didn't fall down and immediately stood up, but fell all the way to the ground.

   Fortunately, Higashino Boyu stood up tenaciously again, and pulled the bullet from his forehead with a look of horror.

  The sunken crater bulged back again, and a translucent golden armor loomed on the body surface.

   That is his body armor, which will only be activated when he is fatally injured, taking the damage for him.

  It is usually integrated into the body, and only after suffering damage will it suddenly emerge from the body.

  Cultivators usually rely on various means to defuse the enemy's attack in the air. Only when various methods such as defensive spells, flying sword block, and stellar energy defense cannot stop the enemy's attack, they can only resist.

  Although their bodies are stronger than ordinary people, any kind of attack among monks is often beyond the body's ability to withstand, so this kind of body armor integrated into the body is the last line of defense for monks to save their lives.

  Cultivators who have the conditions have to refine or buy one or two sets even if they have to work hard. His set of Qianyuan Gold Armor was obtained from the teacher's door, and it is a high-quality armor.

   "Fortunately, it's just a little impact damage..." Dongye Boyu checked the treasure armor and found that there was no damage to the treasure armor. Although the damage of the projectile was fatal, it was not that high.

  As soon as the spiritual energy was raised, the treasure armor immediately returned to its original state, and did not hurt the root.

  However, it can disturb his life-saving golden armor. How can this be an attack with a mortal weapon? His three-foot air wall is useless, except for crushing and deforming the projectile, it didn't slow down at all.

  He took a closer look, and saw a young man coming quickly from the refugees in the distance. He was also a monk who had just entered the Yuanshen stage, and he also had a black sword under his feet.

   "Another wild cultivator? Did they pick up the immortal mansion?"

   Dongye Boyu seems to have that black iron, and feels that this group of commoner monks must have had an adventure. They have achieved the primordial stage at a young age, and they have strange things, and they can even resist thunder and lightning. I think they have eaten some good things.

  He didn't say anything, and immediately wanted to recognize Heitie as the master first, but soon found that Heitie couldn't recognize the master!

   And it’s different from manipulating magic weapons, as if as long as he exerts the power of the soul, the black iron will move and change by itself.

  The primordial spirit cannot penetrate into it, nor can mana penetrate it, neither soft nor hard.

   "No wonder they don't recognize the Lord, what the **** is this?"

  All kinds of strange phenomena made him a little confused, and then he suddenly felt that the power of the primordial spirit wrapped in the black iron was severely stimulated by someone.

   "Stupid! Colliding with my Yuanshen?" Dongye Boyu's Yuanshen power was rushed away, and he immediately felt that the black iron was taken away by the person behind him, who controlled the deployment and released Jiang Long, who was squeezed to a bone.

   "Mo Poor!" Jiang Long was determined, and his complexion remained unchanged even if his tendon was broken.

   "I'll fight him." Of course it was Mo Poor who came, and he had been in spiritual communication with Jiang Long. When he found out that Jiang Long was invincible from afar, he took advantage of Jiang Long's vision and shot first.

   This shot ignored all obstacles, and forcibly hit Higashino Boyu's skin.

  The speed did not decrease, and the damage was naturally not small, but a shot that was enough to blow the head of an ordinary person left only a crater on Higashino Boyu's forehead.

   And the crater disappeared quickly, a set of golden armor appeared on the body, and nothing happened.

   "Although the monks are not physically strong, they must have a way to make up for it." Jiang Long said.

  Mo Poor said in a low voice: "I can see it. It should be a magic weapon or something. It blends into the body and offsets the damage."

   "Who is here!" Dongye Boyu couldn't figure out how the other party broke his protective energy, so naturally he didn't dare to underestimate Mo Qiong.

   "My name is Mo Qiong, you don't have to explain it, we don't know anyone in the world of cultivating immortals." Mo Qiong said loudly.

Dongye Boyu said in a deep voice: "Don't think that you can go against the sky because of some chance encounters. It is God's will for the people to die and the country to be safe. Like flowers blooming and falling, it is the natural law to harvest in winter and hide in autumn. Xiao Yexiu also tried in vain to go against the general trend. Resistance, life or death."

  Mo Poor gave a blank look, thinking that the monks here really feel that the refugees cannot support themselves, and it is only natural that they die when they die.

   It is a natural law of heaven and earth that a group of poor people die every once in a while.

  Admittedly, this is actually true, but the mistake is that the interference of the immortal cultivators has hindered the self-improvement trend of the social system, leaving no room for the weak but the majority of the poor to resist.

  If it makes the people unable to live, arouses resistance, and threatens the ruling class, then the ruling class will naturally care about them, and then think of ways to keep them alive, ease conflicts, and try not to force them back.

   But here, the success rate of poor people's resistance is zero, so the result is different. No matter how many of them there are, there is no need to win the hearts of the people, and there is no need to care about their life and death. There is no change of dynasty, no restraint from superiors, and the secular world will become a stagnant pool. There is no motivation to improve society. The biggest motivation is to cultivate immortals. There is a cultivator in the family. better than anything.

   Regarding this, Mo Poor was too lazy to explain, and said directly: "Cultivating immortals is against the sky, do you think you are following the will of the heavens? I don't believe in the will of the heavens, the will of the human heart is the will of the heavens!"

   "Secular affairs will naturally be resolved by secular people. Immortal cultivators pray for your longevity, and don't affect ordinary people in the future!"

  Dongye Boyu was stunned, and Mo Poor's tone was decisive, as if he was directly deciding a rule, and everyone had to abide by it.

   To him, it sounded like crazy.

  He understood what Mo Poor meant, which was to prevent immortal cultivators from getting involved in worldly affairs. All relatives and descendants had to be cut off.

   This is no longer a matter of sheltering these refugees, but about shaking the sky.

   "Arrogance! What are you! How dare you set rules for the world of cultivating immortals!" Dongye Boyu was furious.

  In fact, in the world of cultivating immortals, many monks really don’t care about the secular world.

  With this kind of attitude, suddenly someone wants to set rules, and no one is allowed to control them. Then it will be different. Why?

  The world of cultivating immortals at ease can be restrained by a wild cultivator in the primordial spirit stage?

   Dongye Boyu shot out gang qi all over his body, and at the same time pointed to the sky, creating a dark cloud in an instant, and thunder flashed.

   "Boom!"

   This blow is far beyond the power that can be resisted by eating lightning strike wood. This is often the case with characteristics, either full immunity or not triggered at all.

  If the resistance is 100, then all electricity within 100 will be ignored, but if the attack is 101, then this feature will not be triggered at all, which means nothing.

  Mo Poor has eaten a lightning strike wood, but it can also withstand the current of household appliances. When a thunder strikes, a current of several hundred amperes will kill him instantly.

   Not to mention the nano-membrane, the voltage of the thunder is extremely high.

   In desperation, Mo Poor could only use the best metal body shield to cover him and Jiang Long.

  The stellar energy and thunder and lightning were all blocked, which made Dongye Boyu covet the black iron even more.

   "What a sweet baby..."

   Dongye Boyu wants to seize power again, he knows that this thing cannot recognize the master, but the capable ones.

  Unexpectedly, the black iron ball hit him, no matter how much his power of primordial spirit teased it along the way, he couldn't control it!

   "Eh? Why did he recognize the master?" He didn't believe that Mo Poor's primordial spirit was stronger than him, and obviously only used a little primordial spirit to control it, but he couldn't take away the control.

  This can only show one thing, that is, this piece of black iron has recognized its master and is bound to its primordial spirit.

   "Ah! It seems that it is still possible to recognize the master! It's just difficult!" Dongye Boyu's mind turned, thinking that Mo Qiong had recognized the master, so he couldn't control it.

  But there are two pieces of black iron on the scene, and he controlled the other one before, so he definitely did not recognize the owner.

   When the time comes to seize it, and then press for the method of identifying the Lord, wouldn't it be his.

   "I don't believe you can keep hiding!" Dongye Boyu found that the black ball was always following him, so he went up to hold it with his palm.

  The impact of the black ball hardly hurt him, but when he pressed it, the black ball immediately flew upside down and rushed towards the ground.

   But in the middle of the charge, he suddenly counteracted all his strength inexplicably, flew back in the opposite direction, and hit him again.

  At the same time, the black ball split open, revealing Mo Poor inside, and a blood-colored flying sword shot out rapidly, attacking him directly.

   "Puff puff puff puff!" Dongye Boyu's gang qi was useless to protect his fart, and was pierced by the flying sword like a piece of paper.

  He was so frightened that he quickly cast a defensive spell, forming a triple khaki shield, trying to block the flying sword.

  However, the flying sword was cracked by the thick magic shield, and continued to move forward tenaciously, breaking his triple spells and stabbing at the front door.

   At the critical moment, he waved his hand again and let out a bronze bell, which enveloped it with a phantom.

   This is one of his defensive magic weapons, even a monk who is also in the Nascent Soul stage can block the flying sword.

   However, with a bang, the copper bell was pierced through a hole, and the aura was released. At the same time, the speed of the flying sword did not decrease, and it hit the face directly.

   What's even weirder is that the sword smashed itself into pieces! There is still so much power.

   "Pfft!" Dongye Boyu's face was punctured, but there was no bleeding, and the golden armor reappeared, bearing the injury for him.

  The golden armor itself didn't do any damage, and after careful calculation, the power was actually not as good as the bullet just now.

   "Damn it! What kind of sword control technique is this?" Dongye Boyu was in a hurry. The flying sword was weak, but it managed to break through three of his defenses in a row and hit his face forcibly.

  Generally speaking, it is a terrible thing for a monk to be forced to hit his body in a fight. If he can be forced to find the ultimate life-saving means, he is definitely a big enemy.

   But this power is not very good. He didn't recall until he found that the golden armor was not damaged at all. This guy in front of him is just a small shrimp who has just entered the Yuanshen realm.

   "Weird! It's so weird! His fencing skills must have his own way, and his background is extraordinary!" Dongye Boyu secretly thought.

  At the same time, Mo Poor curled his lips, a little regretful.

  It is not difficult for him to hit, but the power is too low. He has just entered the Yuanshen realm, and the power of the flying sword is not as powerful as his Black Emperor sniper rifle.

Immortal cultivators are really powerful, and the magic weapon is integrated into the body to offset the damage, just like a person has an invisible shell, or, like in the game, there is a layer of white shield blood strips outside the blood strips. Will damage the opponent's real HP.

   And this protective golden armor is integrated into the monk's body, which is similar to the effect of a double taking damage, so Mo Poor can't use the absolute hit to ignore it.

   "The gap between you and me cannot be made up by some small tricks!" Dongye Boyu took advantage of the moment when the black ball cracked, and the power of Yuanshen controlled the gang energy to pour into the black ball, trying to strangle Mo Poor.

  Unexpectedly, Mo Poor manipulated Jiang Long's black iron again, blocking the Gang Qi again.

  At the same time, Mo Poor followed the power of his primordial spirit and charged back into his Niwan Palace!

   This is the attack of mind and spirit. Only the primordial spirit can be injured in Niwan Palace. The competition here is whose realm of primordial spirit is higher.

  There is no doubt that Dongye Boyu has crushed Mo Poor, and he is very happy to see that he is going to compete with him for Yuanshen!

   "Stupid Yexiu, I don't know what to say!" Dongye Boyu said coldly.

  For monks of the same level, if they attack the Niwan Palace on their own initiative, unless they have a special mental attack method, they will injure the enemy one or two hundred and themselves one thousand.

   What's more, he is already a Nascent Soul, and he is already stronger than the other party. Mo Poor's Nascent Spirit power can be given as much as he comes in.

  But Mo Poor didn't care about the annihilation of the power of Yuanshen at all, and frantically ran towards his Yuanying in Niwan Palace.

   It is very difficult to recuperate in terms of primordial spirit. After this collision, even he will have to rest for a long time, not to mention the little primordial spirit, Mo Poor, I am afraid that he will not be able to take care of it for a few years!

"What a lunatic! I've exhausted all means, are you already desperate?" Dongye Boyu Yuanying sat firmly in the Niwan Palace, thinking that Mo Qiong still has a backbone, and he will hurt himself when he dies. Under the enemy's skin of courage.

   "Boom!" The primordial spirit collided, Mo Qiong's face was like gold paper, and the primordial spirit was sluggish.

  In contrast to Dongye Boyu, Yuanying was only shaken suddenly.

  Dongye Boyu was about to kill Mo Poor, but he suddenly discovered in horror that he had lost control of his soul.

"what?"

  In an instant, a clear light flashed between his brows, and it shot straight into the sky!

  Dongye Boyu didn't realize what happened for a while, and his consciousness circled around the Niwan Palace twice, until his body fell from the sky with the flying sword that lost control, and he felt like a mortal.

  He was terrified and roared hysterically.

   "My Nascent Soul?"

  …

   p.s: Sorry.

  (end of this chapter)