The sea of ​​suffering in the heavens is billions

He, Ye Fan, only wants to live the life of an ordinary person.

However, a person's destiny depends on self-struggle, and the process of pulling the coffin in Kowloon must also be considered.

There are so many buried geniuses in the world, what they lack is just an opportunity, and the Kowloon coffin just gave them an opportunity, a sufficient stage.

From time to time, the heaven and the earth have the same force, and the heroes who are transported are not free.

The countdown to Kowloon's coffin-drawing - seven days.

Ye Fan felt that his life suddenly became strange, and the world he was familiar with was no longer so familiar, so he suddenly switched from the channel of urban affairs to the channel of extraordinary magic.

Experts from all walks of life gathered to talk about the door of life and tap the potential of the human body. After you sing, I will appear on the stage. All kinds of methods are just to tap the sea of ​​suffering.

Ye Fan also tried it, only to find that the divine wheel of his life was silent, and the sea of ​​bitterness was as firm as divine iron, as stable as a rock, unshakable, and could not be opened at all.

"Could it be that I'm walking in the waste stream?"

Ye Fan was a little depressed, but fortunately, he was a well-informed person, and he didn't go into a dead end. If he couldn't practice well, he drove his own horse and wandered around the city.

Then, he encountered the most classic plot in the city-gambling stones! ! !
Cultivating immortals to gamble, mortals to gamble on stones, as the invincible protagonist of a generation of cities, how could he not gamble on stones? Chance.

The stone gambling field is full of voices, fish and dragons are mixed, three religions and nine streams gather, and there are even some practitioners hiding in it.

Today, the world is undergoing major changes, not only secular emeralds, but also divine sources, and even the rare treasures left by the ancient emperors are born. Compared with Beidou hiding countless living emperors, the ancient ancient star is the real emperor-burying star.

In their old age, the great emperors of the past and present almost always come to the ancient star to lie down. Whether they succeed in reincarnation or not, whether they bury themselves or not, there will always be something left behind, which is a funeral object and also for the ancient star. rent.

It can be said that under this mountain and river, countless rare treasures are buried, and there are many fairy treasures, which are only waiting for those who are destined to open them.

"interesting."

A man with a vicissitudes of face and dressed in sackcloth suddenly looked at a stone, his chaotic and primitive eyes were full of waves. He was originally wandering in the world of mortals, and he was not very interested in mortals' gambling with stones.

Unexpectedly, there is such a fairy in the secular world.

"A burial object of a heavenly emperor?"

The man in sackcloth looked at the stones on the stall with great mood and asked the stall owner the price

"500."

The stall owner with a simple and honest face, with a gleam in his pupils, smiled and offered a sky-high price.

500?What is it, 500 million catties?
The man in sackcloth was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that 500 million refers to the worldly currency of this planet.

Even if the stall owner asked for 500 million catties of gods, the man in sackcloth could grit his teeth and scrape them together, but he really didn't have the 500 million secular currency.

"How about exchanging this item?"

The man in sackcloth took out a small sword, which was crystal clear and had traces of divine marks flowing. It could be regarded as a quasi-emperor weapon, enough to protect the stall owner from cultivating to the level of a saint.

"What kind of broken things should be taken out to shame!"

"He dares to come here to gamble on stones without even 500 million yuan. He is really a bumpkin who has never seen the world. I am afraid that he can't even afford a good old pit rough stone."

A man dressed in luxurious clothes sneered, followed by four bodyguards, and not far away, two ascetics even stepped forward.

"It's him... Jiujiang Xia's family..."

"What Jiujiang Xia family, that's a hermit family!"

……

In an instant, there was a commotion in the original quarry, and countless people ate melons one after another. One of the passers-by who knew everything told the story of the young master, and everyone gasped.

It turned out to be the Xia family of the hidden world. As for why the hidden family can be known casually, why bother so much, just eat melons.

Ye Fan was also very interested in watching the fun in the middle of the crowd. He thought this kind of plot would only be seen in urban novels.

I didn't expect that in reality, there are such brain-dead people, and this melon is so enjoyable to eat.

"Interesting, I can see this scene as soon as I was born, it is worth remembering."

"The chaotic body in the age of mythology took away half the life of the enlightened Tianzun before the great achievements, and created the myth of the big universe."

"Right now, he's actually facing off against mortals and two Taoist monks."

Beside Ye Fan, a young man who looks like a fairy stands, his eyes are deep, and he looks like a smile and said: "This is going to be uploaded to the Void God Realm, and it must not be sold. I have already thought about the title, the bet of the rebirth of the Chaos Emperor!" Stone Legend."

"The Taoist monks are not weaker than Tianzun, fighting against the Chaos Body!"

Tianzun, Taoist palace, monk, chaos, great emperor...

Ye Fan, who heard these words, trembled in his heart, and couldn't hide his shock. Recalling the recent wind and rain, as well as various publicity, incredible thoughts sprouted in his heart.

Ye Fan looked at the man beside him, and said tentatively, "Are you an ancient immortal?"

"Immortal, in the ancient immortal era, I might be."

Taichu shook his head, sighed and said: "Now there is still a long way to go, the supreme interrupted my consummation, let me come to this life, I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse."

"In this world, all the emperors of Taoism come together, and the supreme beings from ancient times are in the same life. It is said that there are true immortals who will kill themselves, heavenly emperors who will be nirvana, and immortal kings who will reincarnate... Hehe, they all come to take this good fortune."

"Difficult, difficult, difficult..."

"Contemporary Eucharist, what about your alliance with me? On the road to the Emperor Immortal, you will protect my way after you become a Daoist, avoiding other supreme beings to block you. After I become an emperor, I will help you suppress all Taos and help you achieve the Ninth Saint Emperor Dao Fruit."

Ye Fan was dumbfounded, he could understand every word that Tai Chu said, but he was confused when he put it together.

Then, he looked around, the crowd was turbulent, and they were all eating melons. It seemed that no one had heard the words of Tai Chu except him.

In the beginning it seemed that it was just for him.

"This fairy... I'm just a mortal."

Ye Fan considered his tone and said

"mortal?"

A ray of immortal light bloomed in Taichu's pupils, and after looking at Ye Fan for a moment, he murmured: "It is indeed the blood of the Innate Saint Body, didn't the Eighth Saint Emperor tell you?"

"Still, you are a wild pure-blood saint."

Ye Fan's body turned cold, feeling that the whole person was seen through, subconsciously took a step back, avoiding Taichu's sight.

Immediately after hearing Taichu's words, his face darkened, what the hell is the wild holy body.

"Wild Eucharist?"

After killing two Taoist monks with one eye, Wang Bo looked back at Ye Fan, and said slowly: "How about the contemporary Eucharist entering my sect? After I become emperor, I will canonize you as the number one general in heaven."

"Hehe, the number one general." Taichu sneered, "Emperor Chaos is certainly powerful, but the Eight Emperors of the Eucharist are handed down, so how can you be regarded as a general?"

Wang Bo stood with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "In this life, I will prove the Tao and become an immortal among the emperors."

"In the beginning, I knew you."

"The fairy fetus conceived by the ancient mine in the early days was destined to become a supreme emperor, but it was a pity that he was discovered by the ancient emperor too early, took the ancient mine and turned it into a restricted area, and you are against the sky, and managed to escape."

"You are not my opponent."

"Isn't it? You'll only know after you fight." Taichu sneered: "There is no strongest physique, only the strongest."

"Chaotic body, I really want to learn a thing or two."

Before Wang Bo grew up, he was killed by the mythical Tianzun. He had a murderous aura in his heart, as if he wanted to destroy the universe.

How could Taichu be so bad? If he was born consummately and became an emperor in a fairy fetus, he would most likely embark on the road of emperor of heaven, but he was interrupted by the forbidden zone, and he also felt hatred in his heart.

It's just that the ancient mine in the early days was pacified by the Emperor of Heaven, and the hatred in his heart was restrained, and he did not show it like Wang Bo.

Both of them are destined to be the supreme emperors of the emperor's way. Once they become enlightened, they will be extremely powerful even in the realm of the emperor.

And the experience is very similar, they have all been interrupted by enlightened people, similar talents, similar experiences, they can be regarded as similar people.

As soon as they met, they didn't comfort each other, but their swords were on the verge of breaking out, because they were all the emperor's reserve, which was equivalent to respecting the emperor's way, and as long as they reached perfection again, they were destined to become emperors.

But in this life, there is an extra Emperor Immortal Dao Fruit, which is extremely noble and powerful.

Whoever seizes the throne of immortal emperor first can suppress the great emperor of the same generation, destined to become an immortal, destined to become a king, and even forge his own path.

Competing for strength in this life is also competing for speed of cultivation.

Although the lineage of the Holy Body is powerful, it is the pride of the world.

When Tianjiao became an emperor in the world, it took at least one or two thousand years to practice to reach the threshold of another kind of enlightenment, trying to overcome the catastrophe and become an emperor.

However, the battle for emperor and immortal in this world is a group of old guys re-cultivating, and the speed of cultivation is so fast.

The winner should be decided in about 200 years, and no later than 500 years.

Therefore, in Taichu's eyes, Ye Fan is a helper, and Wang Bo, a rebuilt antique, is the real opponent.

Wang Bo did the same, he didn't regard Ye Fan as an opponent, and wanted to accept him as a subordinate.

The two young emperors confronted each other, their auras soared straight to the sky, crushing everything, as if destroying the world, making the mortals on the scene tremble, and even their thoughts were frozen.

"It will harm mortals and destroy the ancient star."

"Are the two fellow daoists planning to violate the rules of heaven under the eyes of the ancient star Ming Huangjiao?"

Suddenly a voice sounded, making people feel like a spring breeze, as if a ray of sunlight shone into the winter and melted the frozen snow.

All the mortals were saved, and Ye Fan broke free from the suffocating environment.

However, falling into the ears of Wang Bo and Taichu, it was like snowflakes in June, and the strange injustice through the ages had frozen their hearts.

Violating the rules of heaven in the prehistoric ancient star, this is beyond description.

Not to mention the Chaos Emperor, even a Chaos Immortal King would die, and the Ming Emperor would use the blood of the Immortal King to defend the sanctity and majesty of Tian Tiao at all costs.

"Friend Daoist is joking."

With Wang Bo's soft words, the murderous aura that originally intended to bloodbath the universe instantly subsided and turned into peace, simple and peaceful like an old monk.

"What is the name of this fellow Daoist?"

Looking not far away in the early days, the graceful, exquisitely carved goddess greeted her.

"exquisite."

The goddess said indifferently, glanced at Ye Fan, and finally walked away, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with her.

"The Nine Emperors of the Heavenly Court, Linglong Supreme!"

Taichu said solemnly: "Even she is born, this life will be chaotic."

Wang Bo also looked gloomy and remained silent.

People like them are born supreme, destined to be emperors, and are invincible in the field of humanity.

Even if the true immortal descends to earth and the immortal king is reincarnated, they can surpass them in the realm of immortality, but at most they can tie with them in the realm of humanity, because the upper limit is there.

Unless you open up like Amitabha and Wu Shi, there must be an upper limit of practice.

This is the confidence of Taichu and Wang Bo.

The competition for the position of emperor and immortal is in the realm of humanity, not the realm of immortality.

However, Linglong Supreme represents another type of people, related households.

That's right, they are related households, they are both the Nine Emperors of the Heavenly Court, and they have a close relationship with the Emperor of Heaven. This is the most critical point.

You can't be sure about Linglong Supreme's contacts and friendship, how far she is related to the Emperor of Heaven, and how she is related to the other Nine Emperors of the Heavenly Court.

After all, the Nine Emperors become immortals, and the kings become kings, if they extend a little helping hand, they can break the balance in the field of humanity.

"The road always has to be walked by oneself."

Wang Bo said softly, and left with the funeral objects of the Emperor of Heaven, leaving a Quasi-Emperor Soldier for the stall owner.

Taichu also shook his head, and also drifted away, leaving only one sentence: "Holy Body, see you on Mount Tai."

"Tarzan!"

"It's Tarzan again!"

Ye Fan's heart was shaken, and he stood there for a long time unable to regain his senses. The stalls beside him were robbed like crazy. After all, this is a stall selling fairy things. What if there are still more?
Ye Fan, who came back to his senses, did not join in the snatching of the original stone, but left the venue with a heavy heart in a big car.

He didn't realize that behind the car, there were two pairs of thieves with green eyes staring at him.

"is it him?"

"That's right!"

"Hiss...this face is a bit weird."

"It's right to be weird, the Eucharist lineage has always been so weird."

……

Stopping and stopping, Ye Fan inexplicably came to an antique street, ready to find some things to relieve his mood.

Nine out of ten things in Antique Street are fake.

Ye Fan played with the mentality of buying imitations. Once the price exceeded one hundred yuan, he gave up decisively. He collected many ancient books and some paper and pen stationery along the way.

Suddenly, he took a glimpse and found an ancient sword on a booth. The sun, moon and stars were engraved on one side of the sword, and mountains, rivers, and vegetation were engraved on the other.On one side of the sword hilt is written the techniques of farming and animal husbandry, and on the other side is written the strategy of unifying the world.

"Xuanyuan Sword?"

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched, but his heart moved inexplicably, and he stepped forward to ask the price: "Boss, how much is this Xuanyuan Sword?"

The stall owner, the old god, said: "This is a good imitation, one of the top ten famous swords in ancient times, the legendary sword of the magic weapon...at least 500 yuan!"

"100 yuan." Ye Fan asked tentatively

"Deal!" The stall owner was extremely decisive, showing a bright smile

Ye Fan's face darkened, and he was sure, this is not handmade, maybe it is a mass-produced Xuanyuan Sword in a factory.

Paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, the stall owner was afraid that Ye Fan would regret it.

There was a jade-like warmth in the hands of the sword hilt. Ye Fan's heart trembled, and he walked away quickly holding the sword.

Suddenly a voice sounded.

"Little brother."

"Can you show me your sword?"

Ye Fan was speechless for a moment, looking at the sky inexplicably, which chapter of the urban novel is this?