The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

Chapter 212 Lingbao Tianzun
The price Zhang Huan offered was very generous. Duan De's mouth almost watered when he heard about the Nine Revolutions Immortal Pill and Immortal Phoenix Blood.

He knew how precious these heavenly treasures were; each one was more valuable than the elixir of immortality.

He showed his loyalty without delay, and regarded mastering the secret of Lin Zi as his top priority, with a fiery look as if he wanted to join the religion.

He not only cultivated the secret of the word "Lin" for Zhang Huan, but also cultivated it for himself. The level of his cultivation would determine how much he would be able to use it in the future.

It can be said that no matter the law or resources, Duan De is getting the benefits for free. If he doesn't take advantage of such a huge advantage, is he still himself?

In this year, Li Erniu met the most terrifying enemy in his life. The opponent was a pure-blooded Tyrant from the Tyrant Ancestral Star, and his strength was comparable to his.

The two fought for ten whole days, until the sky was dark and the earth was pitch black. In the end, Li Erniu dangerously survived the nine-fold catastrophe and entered the realm of the great saint body, and finally killed him and survived by chance.

It took him more than two thousand years to finally reach the ninth level. At the moment of his successful promotion, his blood was flawless and his energy shook the heavens and the earth.

Purple blood bloomed like a flower and became the nourishment for him to repair his injuries. Three years later, he returned from the battlefield, and the avenue of golden light penetrated the world. People knew that the human race had produced another peerless strong man.

He returned to the Holy Body's ancestral star, where he learned that the previous Holy Body had passed away 100,000 years ago, which was why he had not appeared yet.

The Holy Body Ancestor Star was worried about revenge from its mortal enemy, so it kept it a secret and persevered, and finally held on until the birth of the next Great Holy Body.

Li Erniu suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the Holy Body Ancestral Star did not suppress the unrest. It turned out that they had the will but not the strength, and they really did not have that level of combat power.

He also knew why the Holy Body lineage had been hiding this secret. In fact, some people had long disliked their lineage and wanted to get rid of it as soon as possible.

If there is no Great Holy Body in charge, in an instant, the Tyrant Body, the Underworld and other transcendental forces will destroy the Holy Body's ancestral star like a hunting dog smelling the scent of prey.

"In fact, there is another great saint. But he is far away in Beidou, and his condition is not very good. He is often forced to sleep and cannot wake up."

"We cannot bear to disturb this ancient ancestor. If he were to participate in the great war again, he would be in great danger in his current state."

An old man sighed with a sad look on his face. Before this, they had already contacted the ancient ancestor and learned some of his condition.

Only then did he make up his mind to block the news and pretend to be the Holy Body's Ancestral Star and the Great Holy Body in order to confuse other forces.

"Beidou, the Great Saint Body, could that ancient ancestor be the one in the ancient forbidden land?"

Li Erniu said solemnly that he could not think of any other person or place where the Great Holy Body could reside.

"It is indeed an ancient forbidden land. That person is the ancient ancestor of our clan from the mythological era. He suffered too much for the people of the world. Sigh, Master Daosheng, please go and see that ancient ancestor when you have time."

Li Erniu asked many questions and solved many doubts. He preached on the Holy Body Ancestral Star for three days and then returned to Beidou.

Eight thousand years.

He has perfected his Taoism and achieved a different kind of enlightenment. His strength is unrivaled and he is known as the strongest holy body in history, making other races unable to raise their heads.

This year, he came to the other side of God, and in front of the whole world, he paid homage to the Holy Emperor of the time, which was considered a matter of human nature.

Not long after that, Saint Hua Ling came to the door at great length. She was already grown up and hoped to be taken in and spend the rest of her life here.

Eight thousand years were just sand and mud flowing through Zhang Huan’s fingers. He had not even reached the peak of his energy and blood in this world.

But to others, it was already an extraordinary number of years, which passed by in a hurry. It was the life of a great sage. How many years could a quasi-emperor who covered the entire starry sky live?

Hua Ling is almost the same age as Zhang Huan. Up to now, there are no acquaintances of hers in Taihao Holy Land, and even most of her peers have disappeared.

She did what she was supposed to do, bid farewell to Hetu and Luoshu, and went to pursue the unfulfilled love in her heart. The fact that she had remained unmarried for eight thousand years was already an open secret, and the person to whom she had fallen in love knew it all too well.

Zhang Huan agreed and asked her to take over Zhang Nini's position as the god.

But rarely, she shook her head, with an indescribable sadness on her beautiful face. She looked at Zhang Huan blankly with confusion and sadness in her eyes.

Zhang Huan didn't say much. He just looked at her resolutely leaving back without saying a word.

Soon, ten thousand years had passed, and Zhang Huan reflected another Nine Heavenly Lord in the Feixian Waterfall.

After handing him the secret of Bing, Zhang Huan prepared methods to prolong his life and sealed Tianzun in Xianyuan.

Ten thousand years have passed, the old has gone and the new has come. In this new era, it is rare to see the old guys, most of them have passed away.

Duan De's temples also began to turn gray. He tried every possible way to prolong his life, took countless precious medicines, and tried dozens of secret techniques, before he could barely extend his life for another two thousand years. This was the lifespan he could only achieve when he reached a different level of enlightenment.

In this life, the human race seems to have been given an injection of chicken blood, and is thriving to an unprecedented level. Not only is there a human Saint Emperor, but there are also alternative ways of achieving enlightenment such as Zhang Nini, Hua Ling, Duan De, and a great saint.

Looking at the beginning and end of the ancient era, it was also a rare great era. Only the Immortal God Dynasty at the beginning of the era could be compared to it. High-level combat forces emerged in an endless stream, the human race stood out, and all major ethnic groups had to bow their heads.

As usual, Zhang Huan took some phoenix blood. He wondered what the people of the ancient tribe who believed in the Immortal Emperor would think when they saw it.

To him, the Immortal Emperor was like a blood slave who continuously produced his essence and blood, which would be drawn when the time came. Over the years, the Immortal had almost gotten used to it and was too lazy to curse him in his heart as he had already done so too many times.

After ten thousand years, Zhang Huan finally cultivated his own true immortal scriptures, understood them clearly and thoroughly, and his attainments were unparalleled.

Next he wanted to create a law. Not only did he want to create the law of the great way of his own life, but he also wanted to merge it with the law of his first life, combining the fruits of the two lives into one.

In the future, he will condense all his methods and principles into an immortal scripture, which will be his ultimate achievement.

It is to follow the path of melting scriptures from hundreds of generations, summarizing and concluding the principles and laws of several generations in the simulation. The achievement will be unmatched, and it may be possible to find a way to the sky.

"Destiny, fate, reincarnation, what else do I need to melt them all into one big framework"

Zhang Huan was in deep thought. He thought a lot. The Ten Thousand Daos are complicated and intricate. It is just a general term. In fact, the number of Daos is endless. In such a sea of ​​Daos, finding the one that best suits him is no doubt like searching for an island in the sea of ​​sand.

But Zhang Huan had a direction. After deep thinking, his eyes lit up. What could be more suitable for him than cause and effect?

cause and effect!

This is it. In the future, I will step into this path, hold the power of cause and effect in my hands, open up a path that no one has dared to imagine in the ages, and reach the ultimate truth.

Now, all we have to do is pave the way.

Looking around, there was no one around. Zhang Huan felt a rare sense of loneliness, but this was the fate of cultivating immortals. The path was high and eternal, and it was the only way.

After 12,000 years, the old friends withered away like leaves in the autumn wind, and the servant of God finally couldn't hold on any longer. This was his second life, and he had lived for 7,000 years, and was about to pass away. Before he died, he left a few words, wrote a letter to Zhang Huan, and then he ended his life.

This former god buried himself on the holy mountain, and before leaving, he asked his descendants to inherit his mantle. The new servant of God is his great-great-grandson, who is equally loyal to him under the influence of what he has seen and heard.

Duan De was already old and had a large bald patch. He found some immortal gold and made himself a walking stick. He planned to spend his retirement on the other side of the gods.

Not long after, he swallowed the Huangzhongli fruit, which he had chosen himself. This fruit could enhance the talents of cultivators and enlighten their true spirits. It was most suitable for enlightenment. He also took the fruit to practice the Lin character secret.

The crutch was taken back into the sea of ​​suffering, and his life was extended. He was rejuvenated, and his blood and energy burst out in his flesh and blood, like a vast river or sea, with clouds and mist rolling. At first glance, Duan De looked quite handsome in it.

Zhang Huan's spiritual consciousness penetrated into the Ghost Immortal Talisman that combined his two innate magical powers into one, gathered into a human body and stared at the Immortal Emperor. During the process of drawing blood, it did not move, as if it was dead.

On the octagonal ghost fairy's soul lantern, the soul fire was raging. It was his soul, like a flaming phoenix. At this moment, it did not resist and lay quietly.

This is not because he knows the current situation or has given in. There is no greater sorrow than death. He has suffered humiliation and his life and death are not in his own hands. Isn't this the only way?

After taking the blood, he glanced at the soul lamp, smiled thoughtfully, and left tacitly.

In this life, Zhang Huan held the divine servant's last letter in his hand. He read it again and again, not knowing what to feel.

There is no doubt about his loyalty. Having been converted by the Divine Deliverance Technique, he will think for his master from the bottom of his heart, even though he knows that he has been converted.

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This is the case with God's servant. He knows that he has been saved, but the feelings accumulated over the years cannot be faked.

Therefore, before his death, he wrote a final petition, hoping that Zhang Huan would read it. In this way, he would have no regrets in his death.

The content of the letter was nothing but related to Hua Ling and Zhang Nini. Having been with Zhang Huan for so many years, he saw things more clearly than anyone else.

It is true that spiritual practice brings loneliness, but if one transcends the mundane world, one loses the emotions of being a human being. This is a taboo in spiritual practice. The way of man is to fight against the world, not to assimilate.
Anyone who reads the words can deeply feel the loyalty. The servant of God must have put his heart and soul into writing this last letter, hoping that it would be helpful to Zhang Huan.

Unfortunately, he did not know the grace of the sacrificial way. A single thought could save everything. He could do whatever he wanted. There was no concept of life and death. The existence and extinction of all things was only between thoughts.
Zhang Huan sighed and shook his head. He conferred the title of Divine Servant on this lineage, saying that they would be able to rule the other side of the world on behalf of the gods forever.
He still summoned the immortal bell and discussed the matter with it. This old thing had lived many more years than him and might be able to help him.

After thirty-three days of discussion, as expected, neither of them convinced the other.

Zhang Huan simply went into seclusion. A hundred days later, some of his followers reported that they had found clues about Zhang Nini. She had gone to the ancient wilderness and settled in Zhongzhou. She had been heartbroken for thousands of years and was about to pass away.

When asked who gave the order, Zhang Huan spoke in mute language and swept his mind across the other side, but the immortal bell had long disappeared.

Life is short, so he secretly went to the ancient times and found Zhang Nini in the old place of Zhang family.

She was still as charming and beautiful as ever, and she lived between mountains and water, secluded from the world and leading a simple life. It was obvious that she was still stuck in the past, and not only had she failed to untie the knot in her heart, but it had become even more entangled.

A sad and sympathetic woman. Everything that happened to her was not her fault, but it is difficult to remedy.

If Ying Ruochuan knew her story, he might be very touched. They are the same kind of people, both trapped in love.

Zhang Huan stepped over, took Zhang Nini's hand, and regained her youth. His imperial power surged, and he figured it out in an instant, leaving no regrets.

Then, Zhang Huan went to Taihao Holy Land again and picked up Hua Ling. The two women used to be at odds with each other, but in the end they were very harmonious, like close sisters.

In order to extend their lives, Zhang Huan announced to the world that he would welcome the second queen. The ceremony was grand, and red silk was spread all over the other side. He did not leave the temple for ten days.

After fifteen thousand years, he truly reached the peak of his prime, with his energy and blood as vast as the sea.

He used the elixir of immortality to prolong the life of the two women. After that, he came to the ancient star of Tianbing and brought the Zhuxian sword formation.

After deducing for three hundred years, he discovered a clue that Lingbao might not be dead yet.

The god of the sword formation was extremely excited and used all his strength to cooperate with him in resurrecting Lingbao Tianzun. Finally, thousands of scattered spiritual consciousnesses gathered from the major ancient stars where he had disintegrated, and Lingbao's primordial spirit finally appeared.

A vast amount of essence from heaven and earth was like a whirlpool, large tracts of ancient territory were drained, the spiritual treasure was resurrected and returned against the will of heaven.

"My fellow Daoist has the power of nature, and was able to find my remaining soul and revive me. I will never forget this feeling."

Lingbao is a middle-aged man wearing a mythical Taoist robe. He behaves politely and courteously.

Of course, this is only true for humans. It’s different for ghosts. When ghosts see him, they have to call him a ghost.

"No need to do that, fellow Taoist, you don't know"

Zhang Huan slowly told how he used the methods inherited from the spiritual treasures, such as the corpse pill, to survive the disaster, and now he was just repaying the past karma.

"My friend, you are too kind. What you have gained is due to your own luck. How can you accept my kindness? This is..."

Lingbao shook his head, very seriously and without any ambiguity.

After that, Zhang Huan suggested to discuss Taoism first, Lingbao gladly accepted it, and immediately fairy flowers appeared in the sky and golden lotus emerged from the ground. The discussion lasted for nearly a month.

Both of them benefited a lot, especially Zhang Huan. Lingbao wanted to teach Zhang Huan everything he had learned. Zhang Huan's understanding of the Lingbao Sutra alone improved by several levels.

"Thank you, I'm grateful for your advice."

Zhang Huan clenched his fist in gratitude.

"You're welcome. I just want to leave more heritage. I hope that what I have learned will not be lost."

Lingbao gazed into the underworld in his memory, feeling filled with emotion.

"I am not the same person I used to be. I have almost reached my limit. However, my life is about to end and I still have unfulfilled wishes. I am unwilling to fall into a deep sleep like this."

Lingbao looked through the sea of ​​stars, a hint of bitterness flashing in his eyes.

But now he is the collection of thousands of divine thoughts, not his real body that has been resurrected. His short-term descent has reached its limit. If he wants to truly be resurrected, he can only become an immortal.

"I am uneasy about the eternal scourge of the Underworld, but they have disappeared into the depths of the starry sky."

Lingbao glanced at Zhang Huan, feeling both gratified and admiring. Then he became full of energy and his aura gradually surged.

"In that case, I will become an immortal, break through the path to immortality, and use my remaining body to create a bright and peaceful world for future generations!
I don't want to become an immortal, I just want evil spirits to stop causing trouble in the world, for all people to be healthy and free from disasters and diseases, for the universe to be peaceful and the heaven and earth to be vast. This is what I pursue, even if I die, I still yearn for it!"

(End of this chapter)