The sea of ​​suffering in the heavens is billions

Chapter 311 309 [My son Liming has the appearance of an immortal emperor]

The monk of that organization said that he took his brother to check his talent, and said he would be back soon.

The little girl waited for many days, year after year, staying at the place where she left at the beginning, hoping for his return, but she never waited for her brother's return date.

She only has a broken grimace mask on her body, which is smiling with sadness and tears. It was picked up by her brother at the time. Except for a folded and crumpled little paper boat, the mask is the only one left by the siblings. It was a decent toy, she cherished it very much, and never separated from it.

Later, there was a famine in the village, and the great emperors of all dynasties borrowed the belief of the Emperor of Heaven, and the golden body of the emperor was rarely seen in the world, and the legend of the mutual benefit of the belief was no longer there.Offering sacrifices to the Emperor, having good weather and protecting mortals has gradually become a legend.

In the famine, the kind old man who often rescued the little girl, the kind old woman gradually passed away. In order to survive the young girl, she wandered around, ate grass roots, gnawed bark, and tasted all the bitterness and bitterness of the world, supporting her to live Of the obsessions left behind, only the elder brother will come back to speak.

With tattered little clothes, dirty little face, and big bright eyes, the little girl wandered alone in the world of mortals for a long time.

In winter, shivering with cold, the little girl lived in a dilapidated temple. The temple was dilapidated. The so-called golden body had been turned into a mottled and incomplete stone statue after wind and rain. No one remembered the old name. Leaves worship.

The little girl found carved characters near the stone stairway, many of which were blurred. With her knowledge of less than ten characters, she could barely make out one character—person.

This is a deity whose name is Man.

"How can there be a god who calls people, so strange."

The young girl was puzzled, so she walked nearby and picked up a bunch of weeds and dead leaves, placed them on the altar, and assembled them to look like pigs, cows, and sheep.

"Live in your temple, this is my tribute."

The little girl muttered in a low voice, and bowed devoutly again. She has held such a ceremony more than ten times, once a day.

The grandma in the village said that when you live in other people's houses outside, you have to pay rent, but she doesn't have it, so she can only sacrifice with weeds and dead leaves.

In the dark, a ray of pure thought power floated on Jin's body, and a glimmer of brilliance flowed through the eternally silent stone statue, but it was fleeting, as if nothing had happened.

After the sacrifice, the little girl lit the barren grass and dead wood to keep warm, and the curling smoke echoed like a dream, and she seemed to see from it, roast suckling pig, roast whole lamb, roast beef...

"Brother..." Beside the fire, the little girl fell asleep alone, with flushed cheeks, a smile on her mouth, and a broken grimace mask in her hand.

As the days passed, the little girl grew up, her mind gradually opened up, and her situation gradually improved through her own efforts. She no longer often starved, but her habit of offering sacrifices to ruined temples did not change.

Just like waiting for her elder brother, it has become a habit to sacrifice to the ruined temple. In the stormy winter, it was the ruined temple that gave her a little shelter and did not freeze to death in the snow.

"Look, you are a dilapidated god, and I am someone no one wants." The little girl stood in front of the stone statue, her eyes were red and said: "We both suffer from the same disease and pity each other."

"Alas..." The voice of the vast sigh echoed, as if it had come from nine heavens, and the dilapidated statue of the god was showing a faint brilliance, still fulfilling the covenant between humans and gods that existed since ancient times.

Circles of halos overlapped one after another, as if covering the entire world, like a thin film, isolating this ruined temple from the outside world.In the shocked expression of the little girl, the endless brilliance turned into a nine-color divine light, flowing from it.

"boom!"

A loud noise came from outside the ruined temple, as if a huge object had fallen from the sky. The little girl was so startled that she leaned against the decayed door and window, poked her head out slightly, and saw a white-haired man lying paralyzed on the path near the ruined temple. The old monk who was seriously injured was coughing up blood and was dying, on the verge of dying.

"Save, or not."

There was a storm in the little girl's head. After so many years of cold and warm, she was precocious, saw through the world, and clearly understood the power and terror of monks.

This may be the only chance in my life. Only by embarking on the road of cultivation can I hope to find my brother.

"If I can become a cultivator, then my brother will come back."

"If I can become a fairy, my brother will come back."

"..."

While muttering to herself, the little girl's gaze gradually became firmer, and she walked carefully to the side of the old monk, raised her hands high to indicate that she was not in danger, and said in a low voice, "Grandpa, do you need help?"

Emperor Yuhua turned his eyes, like a galaxy bursting, staring at the little girl for a moment, her whole body trembled and she couldn't move.

"This kind of power...is the kind of power that took my brother away from me!" A sense of Dao sprouted in the little girl's heart, eager to step on the road of cultivation for the first time.

"A mortal body?" Emperor Yuhua narrowed his eyes, and smiled calmly like an ordinary mortal old man: "Little girl, please help me to the Renhuang Temple next door."

It turns out that the god of the ruined temple is not a human being, but a human emperor.

A little enlightenment rose in the little girl's heart, and then she helped Emperor Yuhua stand up, splashing, dripping with blood, even flesh and blood, the emperor's bone shattered and fell out.

The Emperor's Blood and Emperor's Bone, which should have annihilated the Milky Way, lost their luster for some reason, stained with twilight, withered and decayed, just like mortal blood.

However, for mortals, it is still an extremely horrifying scene.

The little girl's heart stirred up waves, but she remained calm on the surface, she firmly supported Emperor Yuhua up, and walked into the Temple of the Human Emperor.

"The Dao heart is good." Emperor Yuhua admired in his heart, as for the flaws of the mortal body, he directly ignored them.

The emperor is always honored, crushing the existence of Tianjiao, and he has seen too many physiques.

There is no strongest law, no strongest physique, only the strongest person, and the physique of the current emperor is the number one physique of that era.

In the eyes of Emperor Yuhua, a mortal body is similar to a divine body, even if it is a sacred body, the holy spirit is not enough, only the first-class quality of the chaotic body can make him look at it highly.

"Grandpa, you are a very powerful monk." The little girl asked in a low voice
Emperor Yuhua recalled the perversions in the main god's space, and a great ending magic spell broke himself into the mortal world. He couldn't help but smiled wryly: "I'm not, my life is ordinary, and I am complacent when I have a little achievement."

"When I entered the real world, I realized that my cultivation was vulnerable."

"I'm just an old man with insignificant skills."

Little Nannan nodded with half understanding, but added: "But for a mortal like me, Grandpa is already very powerful."

"Many people say that I have no talent for cultivation, my aptitude is dull, and I can't practice the Heavenly Emperor Scripture and Taoism Scripture of the False God Realm."

Ordinary, insignificant, becoming a great emperor; no talent, dull aptitude, a ruthless emperor.

The Emperor felt very embarrassed.

So, at the first step of Emperor Yuhua's stepping into the Temple of the Human Emperor, a grand and supreme voice echoed in Emperor Yuhua's ears.

[The [-]-star reincarnation Eternal Emperor Attention, the reincarnation space releases reincarnation envoy authority missions]

[Reincarnation Mission: It has been tens of thousands of years since the Emperor Yuhua was enthroned. body to defeat the Immortal Blood Supreme. 】

[Mission Reward: Reincarnation Messenger Permission, One Billion Merits, One Ticket to the Super Magic Universe]

[Mission failed: Please reincarnate to do it yourself. 】

In an instant, Emperor Yuhua's expression turned green. In the reincarnation space, do you know who the Son of Heaven is? !Do you know what the Celestial Emperor Immortal Blood is? !
Chongguang, the emperor of the Great Wall of the Universe, has already proved everything. He is a quasi-immortal king. If he goes crazy, no one will doubt that he can't fight the immortal king.

This is the level of the ten evils in the chaotic ancient times. The blood of the Emperor of Heaven will not be weaker than the ten evils, and it will even be stronger.

At this level, I don't even have any confidence in supporting the Chaos Body to fight against the top. You ask me to support the Mortal Body to defeat the Emperor of Heaven. Let me tell you, you are thinking of farting!
Emperor Yuhua was trembling with anger, and his injury exploded again.

"Grandpa, you bleed all over the place."

The little girl asked concerned: "Do you need me to dig a hole for you?"

Emperor Yuhua was speechless for a while, what does digging mean? He has not yet reached the point where he should enter the grave, so he waved his hand and sighed helplessly: "No, I still have another wave of life."

"Come forward, I will pass on a scripture to you, and you can help me buy something."

The little girl did as she did, and Emperor Yuhua taught her a superficial scripture, not stingy, but the scripture that is most suitable for mortal bodies to form the foundation of Taoism, either "Tiandijing" or "Taojing".

"Yuhua Xianjing" focuses on the two parts of Daogongshen and Dengxiantai, which are most suitable for the practice of Yuhua body.

As the days passed, the little girl bought a statue of the Emperor Yuhua, as well as many ritual offerings, and placed them under the golden body of the Human Emperor, mobilizing the power of faith to nourish the decayed corpse of the Emperor Yuhua, maintaining her life.

At first, Emperor Yuhua only gave some pointers to the little girl, but she was pleasantly surprised to find that the little girl had extraordinary talent, and she figured out a different meaning of the simple method.

She doesn't have a strong root, nor does she have a special physique. Those legendary divine bodies, feathered bodies, overlord bodies, and Taoist bodies are too far away from her, but she never feels that she is inferior to humans.

"interesting."

The Great Emperor Yuhua was no longer sticking to any Daoist Immortal Scriptures, nor did he teach his little girl the complete Yuhua Immortal Scriptures. Instead, he taught all kinds of incomplete scriptures he had harvested in the space of reincarnation on his own emperor's road, bit by bit.

At the end, there was actually a trace of chaotic energy conceived in the little girl's body.

"Could it be, this is the day after tomorrow..." Emperor Yuhua couldn't help being moved, he seemed to be witnessing an eternal miracle.

The confrontation between acquired and innate, the struggle between talent and blood.

Emperor Yuhua is inexplicably familiar. He was also invincible from the beginning. The Yuhua body is just the body of Yuhua king. The king and saint is the limit, but he has broken through all the way and proved the way against the sky.

But now the little girl's starting point is even lower, with a mortal body, not even as good as a mortal body.

From the most ordinary to the most extraordinary, if it can rise, it will definitely shock the world and amaze the time and space of all ages!
"My apprentice, I have the appearance of a heavenly emperor!"

……

Zhang Ruoxu looked at the boy with a tear mole in Xianyuan, smiled slightly and said, "My son Liming has the appearance of a heavenly emperor!"

Liming opened his eyes in surprise, revealing crimson pupils. The appearance of the emperor was similar to that of the emperor of heaven, but some features had been inherited from empress Qingqiu.

"Father, you are back."

Zhang Ruoxu nodded and smiled: "Well, it's time for you to be born."

Liming, son of the emperor of heaven, broke through the fairy source, and the two sat on the stone steps, chatting for a long time.

"Your elder brother is in the Great Wall of the Universe, and your mother is in the Heaven Realm."

Zhang Ruoxu exhorted: "After you become emperor, you will be able to find them. It probably won't take long, 1000 years is enough."

Li Ming, son of the Emperor of Heaven, was slightly taken aback and said, "I am the Supreme Daoist now."

"Your blood is too strong, and the Supreme Dao is too easy to come, basically you didn't cultivate it by yourself."

Zhang Ruoxu chuckled and said, "I'll give you two choices."

"If you wish to live a life without worries, then this road is radiant and bright, and there are all kinds of treasures here, and there are real immortals protecting the way, and I will protect you as an immortal king for my father."

Liming, son of the Heavenly Emperor, changed his expression and looked around. This is the core of the Heavenly Emperor's Taoism. There are many immortal artifacts, immortal medicines, countless immortal gold, and huge sources of gods piled up into mountains.

As long as he nods, it's all his.

"What about the second way?" Tiandizi Liming asked solemnly.
Zhang Ruoxu laughed and said, "The second road is extremely difficult."

"If you want to follow in my footsteps, break the king and become the emperor, you must start all over again."

"Without the blessing of immortal blood, without the blessing of physique, any treasure must be found by oneself, and a world can be won by oneself."

Liming, son of the Emperor of Heaven, was silent for a long time, and finally raised his head slowly.

"What about the child's choice?" Zhang Ruoxu asked with a smile
Liming, son of the Heavenly Emperor, seemed to have light in his eyes, as bright as stars, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Father, I still remember that when eldest brother was born, you said that he would repeat your brilliance, and he was called Chongguang."

"And I, will be the brightest morning star, rise to the high sky, surpass the gods, turn a new page in history, and become a new dawn!"

"This universe will be different because of me, I am the light of immortality!"

"I will become an emperor and an immortal, just because I am the dawn, and I shall be with the Most High!"

Zhang Ruoxu smiled gratifiedly: "My son, you should be the Immortal Emperor."

With the supernatural power of the emperor of heaven, he completely sealed the immortal blood in the body of Li Ming, the son of the emperor of heaven. In an instant, the aura of supremacy disappeared, his realm continued to fall, and finally he turned into a mortal with a closed sea of ​​bitterness.

"Is this a mortal body?"

Li Ming touched his arm in surprise, full of curiosity.

"To be precise, it's not a mortal body, you still have Qingqiu blood in your body."

Zhang Ruoxu coughed and pointed
"Yeah." Li Bainen's face turned red immediately, he touched the back, and found nine big fluffy and soft tails, which were as white as snow.

The Celestial Emperor's blood has been sealed, Qingqiu's bloodline has risen, and now Liming is like an ordinary fox cub in Qingqiu Kingdom.

"Soldiers come."

Zhang Ruoxu shouted, and summoned the Nine Cauldrons deep in the Ming Emperor's ancestral land. This is the imperial soldier of the Shenzhou Great Emperor
Sealed into Liming's Xiantai, it does not appear on weekdays. When there is a life-and-death crisis, the nine cauldrons unite and transform into a fairy artifact. The revival of the gods will bring Liming to escape.

(End of this chapter)