Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 591 Three Hundred Years Old Cangling
"Whatever you can't do is your fate! Seniors, don't be too demanding, just do your best." Cao Wei said slowly.

"What Xuan Hong said makes sense." Cangling said with a smile.

Speaking of this, he thought about it, and then asked with an undiminished smile: "Xuan Hong is not an ordinary person, I have noticed this very early. But Xuan Hong, have you ever thought about where Xuan Xiao's bones are?" "

"How early? But when I, under the pseudonym Yin Chun, accidentally obtained the remnant blood of Marquis Chongwu in the Jiuyuan land of the Western Region, and awakened the Goumang bloodline?" Cao Weipi asked with a smile.

"Perhaps sooner than you think." Cangling said slowly.

Speaking of this, he sighed leisurely: "In the past, I and others surrounded Xuan Xiao and ate his flesh and blood, just to survive for a while."

From the moment he used the life extension technique to extend his life, he had already prepared for the worst. Even if he ascended to the spiritual world in the future, his cultivation would never improve.

However, the cultivation level of the God Transformation Stage could not be sustained for a few times during the five hundred years of small catastrophes and the eight hundred years of large catastrophes, and in the end, the lifespan would not last more than ten thousand years!

After thousands of years of practice, it was all in vain. This was a result he couldn't accept.

Therefore, the way to break the situation is to go through the six paths of reincarnation and wash away this karma.

Cangling and many other old monsters who have used life extension techniques have thought about this.

For him, a junior in the transformation stage, these Mahayana venerables mean omniscience and omnipotence. They can return from places such as Taiqing Realm, Shuifu, Yinshan and Five Mountains, forcibly ingest three souls, condense seven souls out of thin air, and kill the dead. When living beings are resurrected, there is naturally a method of reincarnation that preserves spiritual intelligence.

In short, there are too many impossibilities, making it difficult to implement.

When Cao Ling mentioned the matter of Xuan Xiao, Cao Wei and Wu Xiang both looked stern. Weng and his son-in-law looked at each other, as if they understood something.

What is Mahayana?

Seeing this, Cangling smiled and said, "It seems you have noticed it too?"

However, during those long years, when a thought from the Blood God crossed the barrier and contacted him, Cang Ling suddenly felt that his destiny was about to undergo a huge change.

For this reason, he hunted the fire spirit in the god-transformation stage in the wilderness of the world, and assumed his identity to become the master of a branch of the Great Wilderness Holy Religion, just to see if he could get along with Youdu through this road. The family got in touch and obtained the method of reincarnation.

For this reason, he devoted himself to serve under the Blood God without hesitation, earning himself a great opportunity to be reincarnated in the spiritual world.

However, once ordinary people enter reincarnation, all their previous lives become empty. They cannot guarantee whether they will become a pig or a dog in the next life, or whether they will become a tree or a tree. They cannot be sure whether they will retain their wisdom and whether they will have the opportunity to embark on the path to immortality again.

"According to what the senior said, is it possible that Cao is actually the corpse of Xuan Xiao?" Cao Wei said in a deep voice.

"Perhaps, I abandoned Xuan Xiao's bones in the southern border of Chongwu Domain in the past, and what happened next is not clear. After all, I am just a pawn, just following orders. I know the things about those big shots. The less, the better!" Cangling said slowly.

Upon hearing this, Cao Wei was silent for a long time, and then said slowly: "Thank you, senior, for telling the truth!" "You don't have to think too much, you are who you are!" Cangling said slowly.

Speaking of this, he sighed softly: "The reason why I can cultivate from a broken body to the cave cultivation level today, I think you all know that Cangling Ruins is the biggest help. You and I are both chess pieces. The reason why we can run rampant in the lower world is because the people above need us to confuse this world. All we can do is to recognize ourselves in this limited advance and retreat. This situation. I have been practicing for more than 7,000 years, but I have only understood the word 'self'."

Cangling Ruins was originally owned by Venerable Donghua of the Linglong Realm.

From this, it can be seen that Cangling has long been a chess piece on the venerable chessboard placed in the two realms of Linghuan and Lingxuan. To be more precise, it is a clear chess move.

"How difficult this matter is! If you can't help yourself, how can you control your heart?" Cao Wei said slowly.

Hearing this, Cangling pointed forward and sighed: "Alas, none of us can be free. Do you think Wanhua really wants to awaken the Golden Crow True Spirit bloodline?"

Upon hearing this, Cao Wei shook his head slightly: "Cao is not a master uncle, how do you know?"

"Xuan Hongqian worked so hard to get rid of Venerable Xuanji's control, isn't it? The fact that we can practice to the stage of transformation into gods is not our own limit, but the upper limit allowed by the lower Xuan world. Even if we ascend to the spirit world, We also have the courage to aspire to the Mahayana, and we will not regret it even after nine deaths. In this regard, we and the spirit-transforming monks in the Lingxuan world are not on the same level. This kid Wanhua is a rebellious person, how can he be willing to become a master? Lord Jiu is spying on the chess pieces that produce Dao Fruit?" Cangling said with a smile.

Speaking of this, he sighed: "Xuanhong, you still have a choice, whether it's me or Wanhua, it's different. The little pawn crossing the river has no way to retreat. One step back will lead to a cliff of ten thousand feet." , the slightest mistake will be shattered into pieces, body and soul will be destroyed! People can be good and bad, but they cannot be without the slightest value of being used!"

"Senior is no longer a pawn. Are you willing to run the business for so long?" Cao Wei asked with a smile.

The current Cangling gave him a feeling of vigorous vitality from the inside out. It was obvious that the other party's body was extremely young, most likely no more than three hundred years old.

It was approximately 3,400 years ago that Ming Yong, who was in the middle stage of Jindan, got the opportunity from Sihai Palace.

If Cangling had set his sights on Ming Yong not long after the incident, until the other party passed the tribulation, then this plan would have lasted for at least two thousand years.

In this extremely long plan, Ming Yong, a colorful peacock, was like a moth in a net, unable to escape. Even his two daughters, Ming Miao and Ming Jing, were unable to protect him.

If it hadn't caught the eye of Lord Taiyin, it would have ended up as a resource for Cangling's cultivation, and would have met the same fate as Yuan Ling, Ming Ling, Xuanyin and others.

At that time, Yuan Ling was a Yuanying monk of the Lingyan Sect, but he was like a puppet on strings. Under the control of Cangling, he personally slaughtered his family, beheaded his own son Fengshan, and ended up alone.

Unable to help himself, he tried his best to find a glimmer of hope for Fengshan.

But because of Wu Qi's fate, it all came to nothing.

As for Wu Qi, who took away Fengshan's body, he was finally killed by the underworld.

Perhaps this was due to Yuan Ling's unwillingness, which affected Ming Ling. But outsiders don’t know what the actual situation is!
But in the end, as all the dust settled, all that was created was Cangling, a powerful Dongxu stage expert who was less than three hundred years old.

For this reason, he also gave up everything!
(End of this chapter)