The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

Chapter 42 Qinglian
Rooted in a piece of the Chengxian Cauldron, the Qinglian Immortal Elixir sways a crystal green lotus.

Sensing the presence of the Great Emperor, the Azure Lotus instinctively showed good will, its petals blossomed with divine brilliance, blooming to its utmost, and an illusory colorful rainbow bridge emerged.

"It has not yet developed spiritual wisdom, only a glimmer of spiritual light has been born, which is obscure and difficult to understand."

Zhang Huan saw through the origin of the Green Lotus, and saw only a few flashes of light.

It will take a long time before this elixir of immortality develops independent consciousness.

"It seems that we arrived too early. The Green Emperor's consciousness has not yet been born."

Zhang Huan felt very regretful that he was unable to see the true form of the Green Emperor.

He communicated with the elixir of immortality and plucked the blossoming lotus.

The fragrance is refreshing and refreshing. The dozens of crystal lotus seeds on it are colorful. They are the essence of the whole elixir, and I don’t know how many years it has been nurtured.

A lotus flower cannot be damaged at its roots, which is no different from plucking its fruit.

Without the pressure of petals, the plant stalk stands upright, and the essence condenses again on the top. After thousands of years, it will form a flower bud and bloom brilliantly.

When the Green Emperor cuts off his body of elixir of immortality and turns into a living being, there will be no more Green Lotus elixir of immortality in the world.

The lotus in Zhang Huan's hand will be a masterpiece. There is only one in the world, and it is rare and precious.

Qingdi, the first emperor in the ancient times, was extremely talented. He wanted to transform himself into an immortal realm and enter the Desolate Tower. He did not die until Ye Fan became an emperor.

Later, he joined forces with Ye Fan to open a road to immortality, and there was no more news after entering it.

The elixir of immortality instinctively approached the emperor without fear, and after offering a brilliant lotus, it shook its roots.

It is very special among the elixirs of immortality. Although other elixirs of immortality are limited by the heaven and earth, it still has the intelligence of a three or four-year-old child.

However, it only has some instincts but no intelligence, which is obviously different from other elixirs of immortality.

Perhaps something unusual happened in the distant past, causing it to become like this.

It may also be that in order to shed the body of the elixir of immortality and truly become a living being, he chose to break and then stand up again, and is now still in the process of giving birth to spiritual intelligence.

It was gesturing instinctively, but no one knew what it wanted to express. Zhang Huan touched it with his hand and his spiritual consciousness penetrated into its origin.

By finding the fragments of memory it has not forgotten and integrating the information, we can understand its demands.

Maybe we can find out its origin and learn something.

The soul passed through the darkness, and the surrounding area was covered with mirrors, all white without a trace of image.

Its memory was almost completely destroyed. Exploring deeper, it found some scenes of the Immortal Pond. It had landed here a long time ago and taken root in the bronze block.

The Qinglian Immortal Medicine said to itself that it didn't want to live in a muddle anymore.

I don't know when there was an obsession that drove me to do this, to become a monk again, to cultivate to a certain level, and to repay a cause and effect.

These were the only scenes in his entire memory. It was very simple and he did not see what Zhang Huan wanted to see.

Considering the extraordinary nature of the Green Emperor and his possible predecessor, perhaps the obsession in the Green Emperor’s memory and the unknown cause and effect are all related to this.

After a while, Zhang Huan opened his eyes and thought.

"I'll give you some good fortune, and you need to repay me in the future."

He pointed a finger to help it condense its intelligence and write a few targeted scriptures on the ground.

Although it is not a peerless scripture like the Emperor's Scripture, it is in line with it and is the most effective.

Zhang Huan did not hide the fact that he helped it just to show his gratitude to it. He had a purpose and wanted Qing Emperor to have a deeper reward in the future.

Otherwise, he could just take the elixir of immortality directly. What does the Green Emperor or not have to do with him?

He stepped into the Immortal Pond to fish for immortal objects. The water was aglow with rosy clouds, like a pool of nectar, the misty and dazzling light was full of peace.

He waded into the pool and fished out some presentable treasures.

The treasures in the pond are not stunning enough, and there is a big gap compared to the great reputation of the Huaxian Pond.

There are no materials that are truly related to immortals. At most, there are some fragments of ancient imperial weapons, but the materials for forging imperial weapons and the remnants of the elixir of immortality are all not as valuable as bronze blocks.

"The Immortal Pond contains the fate of immortals. It seems to be an exaggeration and not worthy of the name."

Zhang Huan sighed. He was related to immortals, but had nothing to do with them. It seemed that this was just an exaggeration passed down by word of mouth among the cultivators.

This place is indeed a treasure land for most cultivators, but it is not that valuable to the ancient emperors.

Zhang Huan got up and left with regret, without any reluctance, and stepped into the ancient dragon's cave again.

He took out the black bird egg he got from the underworld and used the dragon energy of Qinling Mountains to cleanse its foundation.

Water it with the spring of life, nourishing its body and soul, and making up for its innate deficiencies.

One drop of the life spring of the ancient emperor can revive the dead, which is extremely mysterious.

Golden patterns gradually appeared on the black bird eggshell, climbing from bottom to top, evolving the laws of destiny and interpreting the mystery of the origin.

With a cry, the black bird broke out of its shell. It was the size of a palm and had feathers growing from birth, which gradually spread from yellow to red.

It is shaped like a mythical bird, similar to a phoenix, with a chicken beak, flapping wings, and a long piece of yellow and red feathers floating in the air at its tail.

Heaven and earth bestowed auspiciousness, as if celebrating its birth, and flowers of luck blossomed and merged into its body.

Zhang Huan observed attentively and saw through the natal symbol of Xuanniao that had evolved in its origin since its birth. It was closely related to the fortune and was extremely mysterious.

"Does luck really exist, or is it just an illusion?"

Zhang Huan said to himself, if it really exists, it is a substance or a rule.

If you can control it, you will be blessed by the goddess of luck.

All the bad luck in the world will not be afflicted by it, and all laws will be invalid in front of it, subverting the rules between heaven and earth.

Zhang Huan used the Xuanniao's innate magical power to deduce and try to find out the operating rules of destiny.

If it could really ignore the rules and truly seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, how could the Black Bird, as the embodiment of luck, fall into the hands of the underworld and suffer such a miserable fate?

"So that's how it is. Qi is what makes things change, and luck is what makes things happen."

When Qi gathers to a certain amount, it will change. When encountering things, the amount of Qi will be used to offset them, whether it is a blessing or a disaster. You can prepare for the future.

In essence, it is a method of spiritual practice that involves arithmetic and divination.

Luck has different qualities, just like the strength of a cultivator. If one encounters an irresistible disaster, he will be like duckweed in the water, unable to protect himself.

Following the laws of nature, luck is just a way of cultivation.

Zhang Huan planned to combine this with his own divination skills to create a new technique in the future.

Putting the little black bird on his shoulder, Zhang Huan followed the dragon vein out of the Qinling Mountains and searched for some medicinal herbs and magical materials in Beidou.

His appearance, which had changed dramatically when he went to the Divine City, was painted and pasted on the city walls of the Eastern Wasteland, with a reward offered for his arrest.

It goes without saying that it was someone from the Ji family who was causing trouble, so Zhang Huan went straight to the Void Mirror.

It felt ashamed that the descendants of the Ji family were so despicable, but it and these old antiques all had to sleep, and it was really powerless to do anything about it.

The Jidao family was powerful and numerous, so it had anticipated that corruption would breed. It had asked a certain saint to issue a decree to deal with it a long time ago, but the effect was minimal, and various countermeasures were put forward.

(End of this chapter)