In the heavens, people become emperors by being bad.

Chapter 495 [First Saint Forest Immortal]

Making a living by relying on your looks is not just a lie, but a fact.

Both are the Emperor of Sacrifice. Emperor Huang fought his way in and out of the plateau, while Emperor Huafennu fell to the ground on the plateau. What did they rely on? It's just a similar face.

"Let me give it a try..."

Lin Xian muttered something, activated the Eight-Nine Profound Art, and displayed the Seventy-Two Transformations. He transformed himself into a person who was exactly like Ye Fan. Both his breath and voice were extremely similar, and even his origin was the ancient holy body.

"Holy Lord, what are you doing?"

Ye Fan's mouth twitched. He had never seen such a strange method of cultivation.

"Don't bother me, I'm thinking."

Lin Xian waved his hand, his eyes were like lightning, fairy light flowed all over his body, the five secret realms rumbled, he shouted in his heart, "System, come out to me."

System 10086:…

If it had this ability, it would not have fallen to this point.

"Even if you put on the dragon robe, you don't look like a prince." System 10086 said faintly: "Host, stop struggling."

"What are you talking about? Actually, I have been a plateau person for a long time."

Lin Xian still didn't give up, and kept muttering: "System, I also want to learn the imperial method, I have also been a nine-dragon coffin puller, and I also have the fate of a protagonist..."

Half a day passed, the void was silent, only Ye Fan shook his head and the system sighed.

"The dream is eternal, and the dream of eternity is me..."

Lin Xian was unwilling to give up, and called on the power of the Dao Palace. The five qi churned, the gods appeared, and the Dao I outlined the great way of heaven and earth, and uttered the sound of Zen chanting. There was also a prayer for the deceased, as if the ancient ancestors were offering sacrifices.

Faintly, the power of the deceased self was awakened, a god appeared in the body, and another self was killed.

"It's done, Master Dao, I'm done!"

"I have become a quasi-saint!"

Lin Xian suddenly opened his pupils, shooting out two silver dragons. He laughed loudly and danced. The gods in the Taoist palace recited scriptures. It was as if I was sitting cross-legged at the end of the chaotic ancient times, reciting the Three Character Classic and emitting power one after another.

"Quasi Saint?"

Ye Fan was completely confused. Saint Lord Lin had already become a Saint King and had invincible Taoism. How could he have become a Quasi-Saint? This did not conform to the rules of the secret realm at all. What went wrong?

Then, the smiling Lin Xian suddenly turned pale, stood there in a daze, and coughed out a mouthful of golden holy blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Daoshang!"

"The wound of the great way!"

Ye Fan was suddenly shocked. As a person who had been injured by the Dao, he was very clear about this situation. He had been unacceptable to the Dao back then, and now Saint Lin's condition was much more serious.

Why did the realization of the power of the dead cause Saint Lin to suffer Dao injuries? !

"Damn it, I am incapable of death, please tell me to leave the mountain!"

Lin Xian roared loudly, and five-colored auspicious clouds flowed in the Taoist palace. A clear air appeared above his head. That was Lao Tzu's One Breath Transformed into Three Pure Ones, and he used it to perform a Taoist master.

I saw that his appearance was similar to Lin Xian, but he wore a Tianzun crown, dressed in colorful clothes, had a solemn appearance, and a Taoist demeanor. He sat cross-legged on the Chaos Lotus, with the breath of time flowing through him, and was supreme.

Rumble, five-colored divine light circulated, and the seemingly extremely sacred Daowo Lin Tianzun let out a scream, and countless wounds appeared all over his body, like a broken porcelain doll, it was a horrible sight.

Finally, with a buzzing sound, Dao I fell apart under the pressure of Dao Injury, and turned into a ball of clear air that dissipated between heaven and earth. "Are you healing?"

Ye Fan was amazed. He didn't expect that Saint Lin had this skill.

The deceased me returned the wound to my true self, and my true self couldn't bear it anymore, so I let the deceased me come out as a scapegoat.

This person is not a quasi-saint at all, he is clearly an initial saint, and he doesn't even let himself go.

"With my talent, I can't even become a quasi-saint."

Lin Xian sighed and said, "Lao Ye, it seems that there is something wrong with your scriptures."

"There is a problem with my scriptures, it is obviously you who have a problem." Ye Fan looked suspicious. He seriously suspected that the two selves of his Lin Xian had rebelled. In the past, they had exploited the deceased self too much, so that now when he used the power of the deceased self, he was suddenly counterattacked and dragged the Dao self to take the blame.

“What’s wrong with me!”

Lin Xian's face turned red, not knowing whether it was out of shame or anger, and he tried to argue, "Your scripture is not perfect and has huge flaws, which is why I went astray."

"Look, this scripture only has the semi-saint and quasi-saint realms, but the other sainthood is not perfect. How can it be called the Bible?"

"The idea of ​​an alternative way to become a saint has already been proposed." Ye Fan said calmly: "As long as you cut out the power of the three selves, you will naturally explore the four extreme secret realms. This is the alternative way to become a saint."

"What is the connection between the Four Extremes Secret Realm and becoming a saint?" Lin Xian was slightly stunned. Among the five secret realms, the Four Extremes Secret Realm is a transitional secret realm, involving the convergence of internal and external factors. It is the process in which the human body's microcosm pulls the external macrocosm.

A person cannot survive without a fairy brain. If the dragon of the spine is extracted, he will die as well. Without the five internal organs of the Taoist Palace, he will be dead. If his wheel sea is dug out, he will become a cripple and unable to practice. Only losing his limbs will pay the least price. Although he will be disabled, he can still live.

Fighting and killing are common on the path of cultivation, and rebirth after losing an arm is even more common.

Therefore, there are very few cultivators who specialize in the Four Extreme Secret Realms. Even the ancient emperors focused on practicing in other secret realms. Only one Emperor Hengyu studied this realm alone.

"Holy Lord, what is the standard for becoming a saint?" Ye Fan asked back.

“The standard of sanctification?”

Lin Xian thought deeply that a saint is beyond the scope of human beings, so he is given the word "saint". The transformation from a king to a saint is like a fish leaping into a real dragon. It is a fundamental change, which can be said to be a qualitative change!
Is it a transformation of the life level, or can it be used to offer sacrifices to gods, like creating humans, or is it a way to travel the universe.

"No, neither."

Facing Lin Xian's answers, Ye Fan laughed and said solemnly, "It is the creation of the world!"

"Open the way to heaven?"

Lin Xian was suddenly startled and subconsciously asked: "You also want to evolve the fairyland!"

"I'm not Qing... ahem."

Ye Fan coughed dryly, turned to the main topic, and said in a deep voice: "Since ancient times, opening up a small world has been one of the standards of a saint. Many great sects have been able to stand forever because their ancestors were saints and left behind countless small worlds as their foundation."

"The creation of the world is the embodiment of a cultivator's spiritual attainments!"

"The universe is so vast, there are very few ancient stars with real life, and many of the worlds in the heavens and myriad realms are worlds created by humans."

"A great saint can evolve a vibrant continent that can be inhabited by living beings, so it is called a small world of gods. The ancient emperors can open up a chaotic pure land where the sun and the moon revolve around and the stars rise and fall, which is comparable to the ancient star of life."

"Another way to become a saint is very simple. There is no need to evolve living beings or create the sun and the moon. All you need to do is to open up the sky with the four poles and create a small world!"

"I call it, proving the truth with force!"

(End of this chapter)