In the heavens, people become emperors by being bad.

Chapter 493 [Now I chant for my deceased self]

The environment is different, and the systems and methods shaped are also completely different. In the ancient times of immortals and chaos, there was no quasi-emperor realm at all. A shield-level monk similar to the Great Sage could step onto the Supreme Path in one breath, bathe in the calamity of karma and fire, and become the Supreme.

Because the life energy in the chaotic ancient times was abundant and possessed the substances for longevity, the supreme being could live for millions of years, a cultivator could live for hundreds of thousands of years without any problem, and even if one took good care of their health, it was possible for them to live for eight hundred thousand years.

This longevity and vitality would make the supreme ruler of the forbidden area in later generations envious and cry.

In the mythological era, the immortal aura of immortality dissipated and practicing Taoism became extremely difficult. It was only after the Transcendental Lord of Heaven sorted out the five secret realms and unified the practice system that the realms of Quasi-Lord of Heaven, Quasi-Emperor, and Quasi-Emperor appeared.

Because there is no support from long-lived matter, it is impossible to break through the Supreme Road in one breath, so the Quasi-Emperor is divided into nine levels.

After the ancient times, the environment changed again, the Great Dao suppressed it, and it became extremely difficult to become a saint, so part of the cultivation system and the exploration of secret realms changed again.

"One hundred thousand years after the ancient times, the Saint Body was unable to break through the Four Extremes, so he embarked on the path of cultivating a single secret realm, and explored the two secret realms of the Wheel Sea and the Dao Palace the most profoundly."

“The ancient holy body in the Qing Jiao King’s treasury is the Holy King who has cultivated two secret realms at the same time!”

"Each secret realm has infinite mysteries. Even the emperor dare not say that he has thoroughly studied any secret realm."

Ye Fan said in a sonorous and powerful voice. He learned from hundreds of schools, and the reconstruction method of the Holy Body Clan was the most important. Starting from the Sea of ​​Wheels, with the Wheel of Life and the Sea of ​​Death as the two poles, he forged a golden Tai Chi circle, which turned into a dragon-shaped curve.

This was the foundation for him to become a semi-saint. Not only did he dig deep into the secret realm of the Wheel Sea, he also touched the Spine Dragon and the Secret Realm of Transformation into a Dragon.

At the semi-saint realm, taking a step forward does not mean transcending tribulation to become a saint or achieving a small success in the immortal realm, but rather touching the mystery of the Taoist Palace secret realm and cutting off the three selves.

The dead self, the true self, and the Tao self, to cut out the mysteries of the three selves is to become a quasi-saint.

"The me who passed away chanted for this life. The me in this life is destined to be invincible. The me in the future is unpredictable."

"One was born in the past, one sits in the present, and the other stands in the future, but they are all me."

Ye Fan strolled in the void with a vigorous posture, like a true dragon in the sky. His hands evolved Tai Chi, allowing the Tao self and the dead self to emerge together, becoming the cathode and anode, forming a golden sanctuary, and making his spirit and form perfect.

Scripture after scripture leaped out and transformed into dazzling imperial characters, branding in his blood, muscles, and bones, flowing with immortal light.

The golden blood roared, and then the golden soul leaped out and turned into the escaping one, breaking the shackles of the universe and transcending out. It looked sacred and solemn, just like a Nine Heavens Immortal King descending to the mortal world.

At this moment, Ye Fan was detached and temporarily forgot about everything else. His golden soul sat cross-legged in front of his eyebrows. The two merged into one, like a god. The five secret realms in his body vibrated together, as if immortal sounds were coming out. His flesh and blood were transforming, with traces of holy power. His consciousness became more condensed, and the golden light was dazzling, spotless.

This is Ye Fan’s original creation of the quasi-saint realm, a scripture he evolved for himself.

"My true body is like a dragon, and my soul is in harmony with the Tao!"

Lin Xian's eyes sparkled with divine light. After examining it for a moment, he slowly said, "This volume of scriptures is suitable for the cultivation of the Ancient Saint Body. Other cultivators do not have this unique method of re-cultivation, nor do they have your experience, so it is difficult for them to get started."

"It is difficult to start a new life, and it is also rare to be able to create a scripture. If I can achieve enlightenment and complete the Emperor's Scripture, I can also practice with my mortal body."

Ye Fan smiled indifferently, without any unrealistic ambitions. Before he became a saint, he had already evolved one-fifth of the Emperor's Scripture, surpassing his predecessor. It was incredible.

Even though it is just a pioneering work, it has shocked the world since ancient times. Even if Ye Fan has not achieved enlightenment in this life, just relying on this one achievement, he can stand shoulder to shoulder with the sages of all ages and shine as brightly as the sun.

"nowadays……"

Ye Fan pondered for a moment and invited, "Holy Lord, how about comprehending this sutra with me and deducing it together?"

Lin Xian also has a holy body. Although this holy body is strange and mixed with various bloodlines, it does not affect Lin Xian's practice of the holy body's secret method of recuperation at all. In fact, when it comes to recuperation, Lin Xian is more specialized than Ye Fan. He has been taking this path from the beginning.

"The power of evolving this sutra, the passing self, the truth self, the true self?"

Lin Xian comprehended the scriptures and thought carefully. Because Ye Fan was confident, his past self recited the scriptures for his present life, wishing himself to be invincible in this world.

Then how should he evolve the power of my death?

Go find the High Priest of Ishimura? ! "Since ancient times, the cultivation in the Dao Palace Secret Realm has always been the prayer of the deceased self for the true self. So can the true self bless the deceased self in return?"

Lin Xian's mind moved, and a spiritual light suddenly appeared. His eyes lit up and he said, "I believe that I have become an immortal in the past, so I am destined to live forever in this life. This is also a kind of self-confidence."

"Continuously bless yourself, so that your foundation will continue to be solid, forming transformations again and again, and eventually you will gain innate magical powers."

"Reincarnation, previous life?" Ye Fan frowned deeply. Lin Xian's method involved reincarnation, which was incompatible with his path and could not be integrated.

My present self praying to my past self is simply the opposite of what I thought it was.

However, Lin Xian not only did not stop, but opened up a new train of thought, and said excitedly: "Bless my past self to accumulate foundation, bless my future self to gather luck, the magical effects of the power of faith are endless."

"This is too vague." Ye Fan shook his head and disagreed.

"If you believe it, it exists. If you don't believe it, it doesn't exist." Lin Xian smiled slightly. Whether you believe it or not, he believes it anyway.

"This method is only suitable for you." Ye Fan was speechless. The scripture deduced by Saint Lin was even more extreme than his.

Although Ye Fan’s scriptures are strict, they can be practiced by the ancient holy bodies and the descendants of holy blood, and can serve as the scripture supernatural powers of the entire clan.

Lin Xian's scriptures belong to him alone, and only he can practice them.

How can one preach this kind of personal scripture?

"Reincarnation is not apparent now, so my method is useless, but what if the underworld appears one day and reincarnation is manifested?"

Lin Xian said seriously: "When the flesh touches the reincarnation, the reincarnation seal is formed, and it becomes the so-called Yin God, then the soul is worshipped by faith, will it become a ghost god and transcend the Yin?"

"Are there really such things as ghosts and gods?" Ye Fan asked suspiciously. There were many Yin gods in the underworld, but there had never been a ghost or god. Even the red-haired monster still retained a physical body and was not in a pure spirit state.

"If you keep thinking, there will be a response. Whether it is someone else's thoughts or your own thoughts, as long as the thoughts are continuous, there will be ghosts and gods."

Lin Xian smiled mysteriously and lowered his voice, "What if one day, the universe is buried, all living things are destroyed, and the nine heavens and ten earths become a graveyard? Then there is a person who reflects the heavens, uses his thoughts to outline memories, and paints the mountains, rivers, and the universe with ink."

"So, is the reappearing creature a human or a ghost?"

Ye Fan instinctively rejected this statement and coughed, "Holy Lord, let's talk about the Dao, stop telling ghost stories."

"Ghost story... hehe." Lin Xian snorted twice for no apparent reason and said, "How do you know that you are not a ghost? What if one day you wake up from a dream and find yourself in the underworld, dancing with bones and crying with ghosts?"

"Is it a form of mourning for my deceased self to recite sutras to my present self?"

"I am chanting sutras for my deceased self today. Am I praying for his resurrection?"

"This world, the universe, all spirits, and the epochs are all in reincarnation..."

Ye Fan shuddered suddenly and felt his hands and feet were cold. His golden blood was no longer warm, as if he had really fallen into an icy hell.

Although Ye Fan does not believe in reincarnation, there are too many things in the universe that demonstrate reincarnation.

This vast universe seemed to have buried Lin Xian, who was already an old man. It was possible that he knew some secrets related to the true reincarnation.

"Holy Lord, what you said..." Ye Fan's heart sank and he was speaking.

As a result, when he looked back, he found that the bracelet of Saint Lord Lin Xian was flashing with the Holy Power of the Moon. Those were eighteen Moon star cores.

No wonder it’s so cold!

(End of this chapter)