In the heavens, people become emperors by being bad.

Chapter 409 [Going against the flow to attack the immortals, going forward to attack the mortals]

A fast cultivation speed does not necessarily mean that one can achieve the supreme fruit of the Tao. Some people can become a saint at the age of twenty, and a great saint at the age of a hundred, but they have no hope of becoming a quasi-emperor throughout their entire life.

Those with mediocre talents and slow progress do not necessarily have a bumpy road ahead. They may eventually surpass others and achieve success late in life. Li Ruoyu on Zhuofeng is the most obvious example.

But the fast speed of cultivation is destined to lead to a high realm, and when the realm is high, the combat power will also increase.

The difference between saints and mortals is not just talk, there really is a natural barrier blocking the way. There have been only a few examples in history of immortals slaughtering saints.

Even if one is as stunning as the ruthless man, unparalleled as the Wushi, or invincible as the Qingdi, they all have to reach the level of the way of killing before they can fight a great battle with the saint.

Although Ye Fan is strong, he is ultimately only a Ye Saint Lord, who has reached the second level of immortality and has not yet broken through to the level of the Way of Killing.

Even though he stepped into the forbidden area of ​​God and activated the secret of all characters, his combat power soared, but his expedition against the immortals ultimately failed.

Lin Xiangui was a saint, high above everyone else. He didn't have to expend much effort. He just stretched out a finger and easily defeated the mortal world!
The huge hand pressed down like the Five Finger Mountain, chaotic and all-encompassing. A finger as thick as a mountain popped out, covering the sky and the earth, suppressing the Purple Mountain, as if Mount Buzhou was broken, the sky tilted to the northwest, and the sun, moon and stars trembled!

Ye Fan's face changed, and he was horrified. He never expected Saint Lin to be so shameless. He cursed: "The Saint hits the Saint, Lin Xian, do you still have any face?!"

Isn't this nonsense? We should fight as soon as possible to achieve the Great Saint Body. Once Ye Fan achieves the Great Saint Body, we will really be unable to defeat him.

“You are Saint Lord Ye, and I am Saint Lord Lin. We are in the same realm and are fighting each other. It’s just a matter of course to defeat the mortals.” Lin Xian smiled indifferently and snapped his fingers, as if the sky was falling.

Ye Fan let out a long roar and fought with all his might. His golden blood surged into the sky and his body was clear and bright, like a Holy Emperor. Unfortunately, under the suppression of two great realms, it was useless. He flew out obediently, breaking countless mountain pillars as he flew into the depths of the Purple Mountain.

Fortunately, the ancient holy body had thick skin and flesh, so it was not seriously injured. It just kicked up countless dust and fell near the innate Taoist fetus Zixia Fairy, creating a big hole.

How many people throughout history can suppress the Emperor of Heaven with just one finger?

"Who can resist the blow of a saint?"

Lin Xian stood with his hands behind his back and said proudly: "I am the only one who is supreme in the nine heavens and ten earths. My small holy body is really ridiculous."

What does it mean to cover the sky with a flick of the finger? This is what it means to cover the sky with a flick of the finger.

The dusty appearance of Saint Ye caused Fairy Zixia and the previous Saint of Yao Chi, Yang Yi, to smile softly.

Deep in the Zishan Mountain, it is like a fairyland, with many orchids and magical herbs, and the fragrance of ancient medicines. There is a waterfall, gurgling springs, spiritual energy, and shining five-color lights. It can be called a pure land for the gods.

This is the Taoist temple of the Great Emperor Wu Shi, a real immortal land. Now the innate Taoist fetus is being nurtured here.

"I have not yet achieved great success, and great success will lead to change."

Ye Fan gritted his teeth, climbed out of the big pit, jumped into the fairy pond left by Emperor Wu Shi to bathe and wash off the dust on his body. As a result, he unexpectedly found a few dog hairs in the pond, and his face suddenly turned black.

Damn, I almost forgot that before Zishan became a confinement center, it was Heihuang’s doghouse!

"Still haven't cleaned up yet."

Lin Xian walked over slowly, ordering Ye Fan around like a errand boy.

"Why?" Ye Fan was stubborn and vowed to never surrender.

"Your wife is pregnant, but she is not my wife." Lin Xian rolled his eyes and said, "Go find me a second innate fetus."

The innate Tao fetus is born once every hundreds of thousands of years. If you want to give birth to a second innate holy body Tao fetus, you will probably have to wait for countless tens of thousands of years.

Ye Fan looked at the Wu Shi Dao Platform in the distance, and sighed, "Great Emperor, why didn't you keep the Emperor's son, but instead left behind the scourge of Black Emperor?"

If there was a son of the Beginningless Emperor now, it would be much simpler. He could just let the son of the Emperor use the Emperor's blood to wave people's hands, and let the Beginningless Emperor attack from a distance. No supreme being would be able to withstand a slap in the face.

"What a pity Dilis..."

Lin Xian shook her head. She took out a snow-white and crystal female saint skull from the space magic tool, and threw a crescent-shaped jade pendant to the Dao fetus. She thought: "However, the child born from the innate holy body Dao fetus may not be the innate holy body Dao fetus. It may degenerate into a holy body, or a Dao fetus."

"If the innate holy body and the chaotic body give birth to a child, what kind of physique will be born..."

Everyone was shocked. Could it be that an innate chaotic Tao fetus would appear?
"That corpse is the female saint on the ancient ship in Ziwei Star Domain." Ye Fan was shocked and looked towards the Chaos Taoist Platform in the distance, because the jade pendant had undergone a shocking change. The thousand-foot-high Chaos Waterfall retreated, and the dense Taoist patterns also blurred.

The Great Emperor Wu Shi appeared again as a majestic figure sitting cross-legged with his back to them, with thick black hair falling like a waterfall.

"Why did the Great Emperor Wu Shi turn his back on the common people?"

Ye Fan looked at the center of the Tao platform and couldn't help but sigh: "From being the enemy of the whole world to being silent in the whole world, is it the invincible loneliness, or the eternal loneliness, is this the fate of the great emperor?"

“That’s not… the case.”

The previous Yao Chi Saint, Yang Yi, had a strange look on her face, as if she knew something about the inside story. However, out of consideration for the majesty of Emperor Wu Shi, she refused to tell the truth.

It cannot be said that Emperor Wu Shi inherited his father's greatness and his mother's beauty, being so handsome that he looked like a woman.

In the past, a certain generation of Yao Chi Saint fought on the Imperial Road, causing countless geniuses to be heartbroken and nostalgic. Many people believed that the Western Emperor's daughter deliberately disguised herself as a man. There was even a farce of pursuing the Fairy Wu Shi on the Ancient Starry Road.

After all, Yao Chi is full of fairies. How could a human genius who has the followers of Xihuang Tower be the emperor's son? She must be the emperor's daughter!
The secret here is the highest secret of Yao Chi and cannot be told to outsiders.

Even though Yang Yi was the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi, she discovered it accidentally in a corner on the top floor of the Sutra Library in the Holy Land of Yao Chi when she was looking for ancient historical materials for Yuan Tianshi Zhang Lin.

That moon pendant, carrying the female saint's skull, flew into the Chaos Platform, emitting a faint spiritual fluctuation.

"I... just want to follow your footsteps, even if I can only look up from behind for the rest of my life."

The female saint didn't know how many tens of thousands of years had passed, but this trace of mark refused to disappear. This was the wish she held on to until her death.

The Daotai is extremely special and mysterious, as if it connects the past, present and future and is connected to all the worlds.

There is a reason why the Immortal Emperor and the Beginningless Emperor chose this place as their training ground. It is very likely that the spatial nodes of Zishan are fragile and closest to the strange world, making it easy to break through.

The female saint called out in a low voice, and the imprint of her spirit echoed through the ages. Unfortunately, the magnificent Taoist platform was still shrouded in chaos. The Great Emperor Wu Shi did not come. He was in another world suppressing the path to immortality, gaming the game with the Immortal Emperor, and fighting with the strong men from the strange world. He was too busy to spare the energy to care about the human world.

But, the fact that the crescent moon pendant could calm down the Beginningless Killing Formation was enough to explain everything.

"There are so many sad songs in Yaochi..."

Yao Chi Saint Yang Yi sighed and thought of her ancestor. She seemed like a disciple born in Yao Chi, whose love, hatred and vengeance could not be fulfilled. The West Emperor Tower witnessed everything. The green gold of the fairy tears seemed like the crying of immortals, leaving behind countless regrets and injuries.

"Will that day come for us?" After witnessing the story of Wu Shi Emperor and Di Li Si, Fairy Zixia couldn't help but feel sad. She looked back at Ye Fan and said, "A Great Saint Body can live for thousands of years and be on par with the Emperor, but I can't."

Ye Fan's heart was touched, and he felt a special loss. He thought of Shengya's blood. Shengya's holy body was so heroic in the past. He broke into the Immortal Mountain, cut off the forbidden mountain peak, and dominated the world. But in the end, he had such a miserable old age. Even if he had achieved great success, after 10,000 years, most of his relatives and friends would probably be gone, and he would watch the familiar people pass away one after another.

It is difficult to find an old friend in the world, and even the opponent is dead. That kind of scene makes people sad and lonely just thinking about it.

"You can use the Divine Source Liquid..." Ye Fan thought about it, and was suddenly stunned. Isn't this the path of the ancient races?

There are no people who reincarnate, only things that reincarnate.

Everything is repeating!
"What has happened will happen in the future, and what has been done will be done in the future." Lin Xian said calmly: "The Supreme of the Taichu Ancient Mine also faces a similar choice."

"If there really are immortals, can we follow the path to immortality in this life?"

“Could it be that even after reaching the realm of the Great Emperor Wu Shi, one can only fight one way to become an immortal and come to another world.”

Ye Fan was extremely unwilling, and looked at Lin Xian and said, "This kind of thing is really a headache, please help me, Lord Lin."

"I'm not Tinker Bell."

Lin Xian rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "I don't even understand the Taichu Ancient Mine."

Even the all-knowing and mysterious Saint Lin had no idea. Ye Fan couldn't help but said disappointedly: "Is there really no way?"

“I really can’t do anything to you.” Lin Xian stretched out his big black hand, disturbing the elixir of immortality in the Purple Mountain. He saw a divine phoenix flying above the Chaos Taoist platform, and red clouds were falling.

Everyone knows that the elixir of immortality can prolong life. It is the best way to prolong life besides nirvana.

It’s just that the King of Medicine, the Essence of the Soul, the Elixir of Immortality, etc., can prolong life when taken once, but they will not have much effect after the second or third time. Everything should not be done repeatedly.

"If you want to achieve immortality, I have three strategies. The lowest level of immortality is to seal your own divine source, freeze your body, spend endless years, and wait for the immortal path to open up."

"For medium-level longevity, eat fruits. The Ancient King of Medicine can extend for 400 years, the Dragon Marrow Dragon Loach can extend for 800 years, and the Holy Fruit Divine Marrow can extend for 1,000 years, for a total of 2,200 years. If there is the Immortal Medicine, the Nine-Turn Immortal Pill, you can live at least another 20,000 years."

"As long as I can chew it, my life span may not be inferior to that of the emperor."

Lin Xian talked freely, then smiled mysteriously and said, "The best way to achieve immortality is to find a world where one can live forever."

It's really like listening to your words, it's like speaking to you.

Ye Fan couldn't help but want to roll his eyes. It was the same as saying nothing. If you want to enter the fairyland, you must first become an immortal. It was just like a bug.

Even if it is the strange world that Emperor Wu Shi went to, it would require the combat power of Emperor Tian to forcibly open it. If a master of the imperial way were not there to go there, facing the strong men in the strange world, he would probably be defeated.

"Wait..." Ye Fan suddenly trembled, as if he had thought of something, and asked tentatively: "Holy Lord, you don't want to learn from the Green Emperor, do you?"

The story of the Green Emperor has long become a secret known to all high-ranking officials in Heaven.

Especially Mr. Gai, who would insult the young from time to time.

For a moment, everyone looked at Lin Xian with strange expressions. What? Are you also planning to evolve a new fairyland?

"It is unrealistic to develop a fairyland where people can live forever in the human world."

"In that case, why can't we take a step back and use the Dragon Coffin Immortal Scripture to create a divine realm where the spirit can live forever?"

Lin Xian looked calm and retorted, "The emperor's body is immortal and will not decay for millions of years. It is difficult for the sky to bury it and the earth to destroy it. There is no need to consider it at all. The only thing to consider is the soul. Let the soul live forever, let the soul maintain low energy consumption, and let the soul enter the God Realm and become immortal."

"When the time is right, I will invite the gods to descend to earth, merge with my body, and ascend to heaven."

"The more I listen, the more it sounds like the operation of the Green Emperor." Ye Fan frowned, pondered for a moment, and thought of many things. He thought of the Bodhisattva Realm of Buddhism, Lin Xian's Human Emperor Banner, and the various efforts to build the Heavenly Palace. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind: "The power of faith!"

The power of faith has been associated with longevity since ancient times.

The Buddha experimented with this and went very far on the path of reincarnation and samsara.

The virtual world of gods in the ancient times was created by the power of thoughts. Even the soul of the Immortal King needed faith to consolidate it. The faith of all ages could create a quasi-Immortal Emperor.

There is great potential in this path.

“The Holy Lord wants to use the power of faith and hundreds of emperor characters to evolve a divine domain?” Ye Fan was moved. He did not expect that Holy Lord Lin would have such great ambition.

This action is no less than creating the law and establishing the Tao, just like the founder of Taoism, it is simply opening up a new era.

"That's so tiring."

Lin Xian sighed and said, "There are ready-made ones. We can just make some modifications based on the previous ones."

"Predecessors?"

Everyone was slightly stunned, Ye Fan's mouth twitched, and asked: "Holy Lord, you still want to gnaw on the Green Emperor, right?"

Isn't it a bit unreliable to place hope on the Green Emperor?

They admitted that the Green Emperor was very powerful, but he was also very strange.

"If he can achieve his lofty ambitions, he will laugh at Wan Qing for being a coward." Lin Xian snorted, but did not say anything. He just stood with his hands behind his back, looking unfathomable: "The hermit has his own ingenious plan."

"You are probably trying to trick us." Ye Fan muttered, using provocation, pointing and saying, "Holy Lord, you are not reliable."

"How can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan?" Lin Xian snorted coldly, waved his sleeves and left, leaving only a leisurely sentence: "The answer is on the riddle, you will know when you become an emperor."

"The answer is in the riddle?" Ye Fan was puzzled and thought secretly, but he couldn't think of the answer. He had tried the paths of Amitabha Buddha and Qing Emperor, but without much success so far.

Given the character of Saint Lin, he is so confident. Where does he get such courage and assurance?

Lin Xian stood on the top of Purple Mountain, gazing at the boundless starry sky, thinking in his mind that if he left coordinates on the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin and combined it with the means of the Great Saint Body, he should be able to lock the bronze coffin.

If it really doesn't work, I should be able to deduce it when Ye Fan becomes the Emperor of Heaven.

The Nine Dragons pulling the coffin fell into the ancient forbidden land, which must have been the work of the Empress. There is no reason why one Heavenly Emperor could have an influence but another one could not.

The unfinished fairyland in the bronze coffin is Lin Xian’s real goal.

The Green Emperor did not ask for help from anyone or borrow external power from the heavens, but wanted to create his own fairyland, but ultimately failed.

Lin Xian should learn from this lesson. He should take what he can nibble on and borrow what he can. There is a ready-made fairyland, so why create it himself? He can just take it, modify it, and stitch it with the Bodhisattva world, and then he will have a great world of gods!
(End of this chapter)