In the heavens, people become emperors by being bad.

Chapter 427 [I have been a member of Shicun for a long time]

The ancient sound of Tao echoes across time and space, the desolate tower roars, the tower body is ancient and divided into nine levels, the power of flowing time runs through the history of cultivation in the nine heavens and ten earths, and witnesses the glory of the body-as-seed system, just like a lighthouse in the sea of ​​​​boundaries, guiding lost soldiers back home.

"The Heavenly Emperor is wise but appears foolish, his saintly character remains the same..."

Lin Xian performed the ancient sacrificial rituals and recited the real name of Emperor Huang Tian. Although his notoriety was known to everyone from the foreign fairyland to the other side of the sea, and he devoured all races in the heavens, he could be called a devil in the world.

However, the victor wrote the history book, using Lin Xian's Spring and Autumn style of writing, and transformed himself into a great scholar in later generations, arguing for the various evil deeds of Emperor Huang Tian and praising his past achievements.

"Grandpa Huang Tiandi uses a stone sword to penetrate the foreign land"

《The Emperor of Heaven’s kindness is not over yet! 》

"loyalty!"

Rumble, the infinite divine sound resounded through the depths of the universe, involving the deepest cause and effect in the dark, causing the three-life bronze coffin sailing in the starry sky to resonate.

Nine real black dragons were bathed in fairy light, as if they were alive. The faint dragon roars pulled the ancient bronze coffin to change its course and head towards another star, as if time was going backwards.

Eternal time and space, all kinds of cause and effect, everything is in chaos.

"We're back, we're all back..."

The deity of the Desolate Tower fully revived and was extremely excited. He looked into the deepest part of the starry sky, as if he saw the former Shicun. He said in a deep voice: "The Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin is about to descend on the ancient star of the Great Desolation."

At the end of the chaotic ancient times, the nine heavens and ten earths were broken again, and countless realms exploded. After Emperor Huangtian became enlightened, he condensed the broken continents into stars, forming today's major life stars, repaired the universe, and completed the laws of the Tao.

Among them, the ancient star is Shicun, the eight regions of the lower realm, and a mixture of various ancestral dragon lands. It is the well-deserved mother star of the Emperor of Heaven.

To be more precise, the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin is about to descend on the Stone Village in the ancient star of Honghuang.

What the hell? !

Everyone was suddenly startled. The ancient bronze coffin set sail from Mount Tai, passing through the ancient life stars such as Mars, the Big Dipper, and Ziwei. Its whereabouts had long been unpredictable.

Even the ruthless emperor could only wait, deduce cause and effect, influence the destiny, deliberately occupy the ancient forbidden area, and wait for more than 200,000 years before the Nine Dragons Coffin arrived.

But Lin Xian was able to change the course of the Three Lives Bronze Coffin with a sacrifice, which was simply incredible. This had already exceeded the scope of the Emperor of Heaven and could be called a miracle of the immortal way.

"Who...are you?"

The deity of the Desolate Tower was solemn. Without a great cause and effect, it would be impossible to do this. He examined Lin Xian's face and said solemnly, "There was once a great man with a mysterious origin. He was very similar to you, but his surname was not Lin."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at Lin Xian, from the Divine Emperor to the Green Emperor, and even little Nannan's immortal platform glowed again, and the Empress also became curious.

If Lin Xian is really an old monster from the chaotic ancient era, how did he survive to this life? He doesn't seem like a self-proclaimed god, full of vigor and vitality, as if he had lived a new life, a true rebirth.

"Fellow Daoist Huangta, did the person you mentioned leave his name?"

Qingdi asked, he and Huangta lived together day and night, their relationship could not be said to be inseparable, but at least they were incompatible.

One accused Qingdi of having a hole in his brain and running to the fairyland to evolve immortal artifacts; the other thought that Huangta had no ambition and was too conservative. This led to an immortal artifact and a Heavenly Emperor exchanging sons, consuming each other and being so busy fighting that they had no time to learn more secrets.

"Stone...immortal." Huangta's voice was faint. Although it was an immortal tower forged by Emperor Huangtian, it was already incomplete at the end of the chaotic ancient times. Later, it was returned to the factory for recasting. It had some defects and could barely be considered a quasi-immortal king weapon.

The gods in the Wilderness Tower only have vague memories of the past, and some extremely critical areas seem to have been sealed by a sword.

As long as no one else mentions it, Huangta won't remember it.

"Stone Immortal?"

Hearing this name, everyone looked strange, as if he had a close connection with Saint Lin. They were all from the Immortal generation.

Especially Duan De frowned and murmured: "Shixian, this name sounds so familiar, as if I have seen it before."

"Cao Yusheng, you still remember him." The Huangta roared, revealing the name of the Tianzun Dujie.

He is now Duan De and used to be Cao Yusheng. Although he is not as brilliant as Emperor Huang Tian, ​​he has alternative wisdom. He combined the methods of the undertaker with the methods of the nine heavens and ten earths to embark on an alternative path to becoming an immortal.

Every reincarnation is a new life, and we must cut off our past memories.

"Cao Yusheng, is this my name?" Duan De muttered to himself, feeling lost: "Like me, my taboo name is lost, my real name is forgotten, it's like a new life."

By analogy, if Cao Yusheng can become Duan De, then it seems reasonable for Shixian to become Linxian.

There was a divine light flowing in the eyes of the emperors, as if they were looking at the past and present. The emperor's corpses were spiritual, and from birth to death, their bodies would form a reincarnation seal, just like there was one in the body of the Corpse King and four in Duan De's body.

But Lin Xian's body was empty, without a single mark of reincarnation.

"If it's not the emperor's corpse that is communicating with spirits, could it be that his original soul is really reincarnated?" The Divine Emperor frowned and thought carefully.

"If you believe it, it exists. If you don't believe it, it doesn't exist. As time goes by, two identical flowers will appear in the world. After thousands of years, one flower will wither and the other will bloom."

Amitabha put his hands together and said: "The future Buddha is the miracle of our Buddhist sect."

Everyone's body trembled at the same time. Buddhism talked about reincarnation and the afterlife. Lin Xian became the future Buddha. It seemed absurd at first, but when you think about it carefully, it has a deep meaning.

Could it be possible that reincarnation can really be verified today?

The empress was most concerned about this issue. Lin Xian holding the white paper boat was the source of little Nannan's favor for him.

If Lin Xian herself is the product of reincarnation, then her obsession can be verified.

"Triple reincarnation, if it's not the emperor's corpse communicating with the spirit, then it's the revival of obsession."

The emperors pondered secretly and directly ruled out the method of faith, because for eternity, both the forest immortals and the stone immortals were unknown.

Compared with the legends and myths left by Emperor Huangtian, there are almost no records of stone immortals in history books.

"From a stone fairy to a forest fairy."

“Actually, I think there is another possibility.”

"Perhaps, Lin Xian and Shi Xian are not their real names, so there is no record of them in history books."

Ye Fan, who knew Saint Lin best, had a strange look on his face, and said quietly that he recalled Saint Lin's various names: Ji Xian, Jiang Xian, Feng Xian... these were his usual styles.

"Who said that?" Lin Xian said without blushing or beating her heart. She just sighed softly and spoke in the voice of the chaotic ancient times: "Actually... I have been a person from Shi Village for a long time."

Listen to the accent, the dialect of the ancient planet, so authentic.

"Then do you have the Tongtian pattern?"

The god in the Desolate Tower said in a deep voice, outlining an ancient pattern shaped like the word "sin". It was the symbol of glory of the bloodline of the seven kings of the Borderland in the ancient era of immortals.

Later, the descendants of the seven kings were suppressed by the remnant immortals and framed as the sinful blood lineage, until the rise of Emperor Huangtian, when they once again became a sacred symbol.

This is the genuine symbol of the imperial family!
(End of this chapter)