Covering the sky: Great Accomplishment Tyrant Body

Chapter 371 I can give you a spot!
Countless lights flashed in Xiao Ping'an's eyes, countless deductions ran through his mind, and his heart was filled with shock, surging like a raging storm.

His heart remained unsettled for a long time.

A gentle breeze rippled across the distant, sparkling lake.

In that lake, there is a mysterious lotus flower, swaying in the wind, emitting a refreshing fragrance that is very pleasant to the nose.

Even Xiao Ping'an, a Dao Ancestor-level expert who had already reached the threshold of Immortal Emperor, found the alluring fragrance incredible.

There was a feeling of refreshment and transformation.

The handsome man seemed oblivious to Xiao Ping'an, continuing to play his zither silently.

The mysterious sound of the zither seemed to traverse countless ages and transcend all the great sounds of the universe.

Xiao Ping'an felt as if he were completely absorbed in the rhythm of the music, falling into a very mysterious state.

When the mysterious music ended, Xiao Ping'an slowly opened his eyes, his expression a mixture of understanding and loss.

That feeling of wanting more, wanting to hear it again.

He felt as if his spirit and body had undergone a transformation and sublimation.

That feeling of excitement and uncertainty has disappeared.

His heart returned to peace and tranquility.

It seems that his spiritual realm has undergone a transformation and sublimation, enabling him to view everything before him with a peaceful mindset.

The man before him was mysterious and powerful.

His appearance was indeed somewhat similar to Ye Fan and the Desolate Emperor, or rather, very similar.

They were all handsome with a refined and elegant air, their features delicate yet without any hint of fragility.

However, this once incredibly powerful man is now experiencing both psychological and physical problems.

He should have been a super strongman who surpassed everything in the world and could not find any opponent in the entire history, but now he seemed to have encountered a great difficulty.

His once handsome and refined face quickly turned pale, and he looked sickly and worried, as if he were struggling with something.

It's an incredibly strange feeling.

Xiao Ping'an couldn't understand how such a super strong person could fall ill.

However, having read the trilogy, he naturally knew the reason behind it.

It all started because he had psychological problems, which then led to physical problems.

If I had to pinpoint what this problem is, I'd probably describe it as somatization.

Yes, when Xiao Ping'an first heard about this problem, he also found it unbelievable.

It means that no obvious symptoms or problems can be found in the body during examination, but the owner feels that there is a problem, feels that the dog is sick, and then the dog actually gets sick.

It could be categorized as a mental illness or psychological disorder; in any case, it's difficult to cure and very difficult to overcome.

Xiao Ping'an felt that this supreme being must be suffering from a similar illness.

It has become physical.

First, I felt in my mind that I was sick, and then I actually became sick.

He silently observed the man, carefully observing him with a calm mind.

He looked at the man and noticed that besides playing the zither, he also enjoyed drinking tea.

There was a small stove next to it, with water bubbling away inside.

Clearly, drinking tea and playing the zither are very elegant things.

However, on the other side there is a stone millstone, which looks like an ordinary stone mill used by farmers to grind flour and make soy milk.

This is truly unbelievable; someone who clearly appreciates elegance has their home filled with farm tools.

He looked at the stone mill, and if nothing unexpected happened, it should be the same stone mill in the City of Light in the Kunlun Purgatory world that appeared during the Holy Ruins era.

It is an important part of the path of reincarnation and rebirth.

Moreover, it is an important part of removing darkness, preventing the dark and eerie from polluting the path of reincarnation.

Just as Xiao Ping'an was carefully observing the man and everything around him, the man suddenly coughed.

The violent cough startled Xiao Ping'an, causing him to take more than ten steps back.

The man who had been so handsome just moments before was now pale and emaciated, and in the blink of an eye, he looked like he was terminally ill.

Even his mouth, nose, and eyes began to ooze black blood, creating a horrifying sight.

A terrifying aura emanated from that black blood, and that eerie feeling was exactly the same as the dark and strange substance it emitted.

However, the level has increased many times over, which feels terrifying.

That ominous and eerie feeling made Xiao Ping'an feel his primordial spirit trembling, and even his body groaning.

buzzing.

The urn emitted an incredibly strange fluctuation, with a supreme and divine aura flowing through it, isolating the terrifying and eerie atmosphere.

Fortunately, the man slowly returned to normal and regained his handsome appearance.

He casually wiped away the terrifying black blood, turning it into nothingness, as if it had never existed.

Everything returned to its previous sacred and peaceful state, as if everything that had just happened was merely a dream.

Xiao Pingan felt unable to remain calm.

He was summoned to this era and to this place by a mysterious force; surely he couldn't have just come here to be punished, could he?

Are we just going to stand there and watch this sick person get sick?

This person must have known all along that they had arrived in this era and here, but it was as if they were from a different time, as if everything was an illusion, and they paid no attention to them.

What does it mean?
If I hadn't been summoned, I wouldn't have been able to come to this era and this place.

Xiao Pingan felt he couldn't just stand there; he had to take the initiative and ask.

He bowed politely and said, "Greetings, senior!"

"I wonder why I was summoned here?"

The once refined and gentle man now had a serene and holy expression on his face.

"Nothing's wrong, I just feel bored and want to talk to someone."

His face was calm and peaceful, without any profound meaning or special expression, as if he had just randomly grabbed someone from the future to chat with.

"Come, let's have a cup of tea first. This is my newly made tea this year, and I also specially made a stove and tea set for boiling water."

A stone table and bench immediately appeared beside him, seemingly out of thin air in front of Xiao Ping'an, as if they had always been there.

There is also a set of rustic tea set, or rather, a very rough-looking tea set, without any patterns on it, as if it were just casually shaped from stone.

Xiao Ping'an didn't stand on ceremony and sat down directly on the stone chair.

The gap between myself and this old man Deng is indescribable. If he really wanted to do something, I simply wouldn't be able to resist.

They come, the security.

Since this old man said he wanted to chat with me to relieve his boredom, I'll just take it as true.

Overthinking it won't help.

After thinking about this, Xiao Ping'an immediately felt relieved and stopped thinking about it.

He just sat there, quietly watching the man in front of him.

He looked at the person in front of him, who brought out the mysterious spring water and the mysterious tea leaves. He performed a tea ceremony with such fluid grace that he truly seemed to know how to enjoy life.

This kind of comfortable and carefree life was what Xiao Ping'an had always dreamed of when he was delivering food.

Without any hesitation, he picked up a teacup and drank it all in one gulp.

"Hmm? It's really just ordinary tea leaves?"

The expected booming of the Great Dao's Heavenly Sound did not materialize, and my cultivation level did not increase at all.

It didn't even have the miraculous effects that were expected, which were many times more powerful than the leaves of the ancient tea tree and the Bodhi tree.

You're serving ordinary water and ordinary tea to your guests? And you're actually drinking this yourself?
Xiao Ping'an was also stunned.

He stared silently at the man before him, barely able to contain himself.

"May I ask your name, senior?"

"What kind of era am I in? Have I been summoned as a spirit, or as a physical body?"

"Or is all of this just a dream?"

To go to such lengths to summon me only to offer me ordinary water and tea—isn't that just a sign of mental illness?
Faced with this mentally ill patient in front of him, who was neither dead nor alive, he really couldn't hold back anymore.

The man smiled and said, "My name is no longer known to anyone in the world."

"Everything I once had is like a dream, a bubble. If I say it's real, it's real; if I say it's fake, it's all fake."

"My former relatives and friends seem to be still alive, yet also seem to have died long ago."

Their lives and deaths are entirely in my hands.

"Even the existence of this world is entirely up to me."

Hearing the words of this supreme being, Xiao Ping'an was speechless and fell into a long silence.

This supreme being is the source of all calamities in this world. The viruses within him have transcended the constraints of rules and will pollute the entire world.

He should have been free from all worldly constraints and unfettered.

But he fell ill.

If this supreme being had not personally summoned you, you would never have been able to see him, and you would never have been able to reach his courtyard.

He's right. Whether everything in the world exists or not depends on his single thought.

All the good and bad things in the world seem to be irrelevant to him, because he can restore things to their original state in the blink of an eye.

He cannot feel the suffering or joy of the countless beings within it.

Xiao Ping'an quietly drank his tea.

This place seems to be constantly immersed in a sacred and peaceful atmosphere.

One of the trees must be a great tree, its leaves rustling, constantly drawing people into a state of enlightenment.

Even the bubbling sound emanating from the stove burning nearby exuded a mysterious and profound aura.

The flames inside are even more incredible, seemingly capable of scorching everything in the world, and could even be used for cremation!

The flames were so sacred and powerful that Xiao Ping'an was momentarily reminded of crematoriums in later generations.

Could that crematorium be the same as the water-boiling furnace?

The flames inside were so terrifying, as if they could burn everything in the world and turn everything into nothingness.

Could it be that this flame was also used by this supreme being to cremate himself?

Now it's just an ordinary water boiler, and Xiao Ping'an can't even sense anything special about the water inside; it feels even inferior to the divine spring water.

But upon closer inspection, it seems that something is hidden in this ordinary water.
It's just that my level is too low to sense it.

As for this tea, it probably wouldn't be this frequent or common, right?

Even though Xiao Ping'an had read the trilogy and knew the cause and effect, he still felt a little unable to hold back.

The being before us, who embodies the sacrificial path, can be called the strongest being in this world.

With a single thought, he could erase all the strange progenitors and strange creatures in the world.

Xiao Ping'an asked, "Senior, have you been resurrected?"

"Should we erase the ten most bizarre progenitors in the world?"

"Even erase that mutated, eerie plateau?"

Xiao Pingan asked tentatively.

In his own time, this supreme being had already destroyed him and turned him to ashes. In fact, the urn containing his ashes was personally crafted by this supreme being to bury his ashes.

As for the Mysterious Ancestor and the Mysterious Plateau, since this powerful being can see through the past, present, and future, he naturally knows about them as well.

"Your question is too superficial!"

"I've told you before, life and death are just a matter of a single thought for me. Life and death are just states of being that can be transformed into one another. There's no need to be fixated on the question of survival and death."

Xiao Pingan looked at the eccentric lunatic in front of him and didn't know what to say.

“What you say is true, senior! Well said!” Xiao Ping’an nodded in agreement.

He sat there drinking tea while contemplating the Dao and cultivating himself.

Although the person before me is mentally ill, the divine essence of the Great Dao flowing here is real.

Now that we've come to this era, we can't come up empty-handed; at the very least, we should accumulate some foundation.

As Xiao Ping'an continued to drink the tea and tea leaves here, he finally began to understand the mystery of the tea.

Truly worthy of being a creature of the sacrificial path, making tea by hand.

Even ordinary tea leaves and tea water contain boundless profound wisdom.

In comparison, the ancient tea tree and Bodhi tree seem far too inferior.

Even the elixir of immortality is far inferior to this tea.

That's not even in the same league.

Perhaps this is the gift that supreme being has given me?
Xiao Ping'an increasingly felt the lingering divine essence of the Dao in the tea leaves and tea water.

As he drank more and more tea, he felt his spirit and body becoming clearer and stronger.

Although he didn't undergo a complete transformation and step into the Immortal Emperor realm, he still experienced countless benefits.

"Your skill is truly extraordinary, worthy of our admiration!"

"Senior has transcended all worldly causes and effects. He is the source of everything in the world, and also a sacred and powerful being who can end everything at any time."

"Presumably, everything in this world was arranged by our predecessors."

"I wonder if you, senior, could also help me break through my limits and become a supreme being like you?"

"I also want to become a powerful figure above the path of sacrifice."

“I can sense that only your approval can enable future beings to become powerful figures above the path of sacrifice.”

In any case, if one wants to become a being above the sacrificial path, one cannot bypass the person in front of them.

Even later emperors like the Desolate Emperor, the Ye Emperor, and the Chu Emperor, if they hadn't looked almost exactly like this supreme being, they probably wouldn't have been able to become beings above the Sacrifice Path.

Therefore, Xiao Ping'an had a vague guess.

Perhaps these people were all chosen by this supreme being in the dark.

He was really curious about it.

In the future, this supreme being will cremate himself, and the urn containing his ashes will be used by this person to bury him.

But this supreme being is not dead yet, and the urn containing his ashes in his hand is real and exists.

This is a very contradictory feeling.

Is he dead? Yes, he is dead.

But the person in front of him clearly told Xiao Ping'an that he was not dead.

The powerful man smiled but did not answer, instead changing the subject.

"It's so lonely and desolate to be the only strong person like me in this world."

"I don't want this world to be without change, and I don't want this world to be ordinary and uneventful."

"I hope everything is colorful and can evolve in an unknown direction."

"No matter how things change, everything in the world will eventually be like a world in my palm, which I can create or destroy at will."

"Cough cough cough..."

Just moments ago, this supreme being seemed to be in control of everything, but in the blink of an eye, it began coughing violently again, emitting strange fluctuations and releasing eerie substances.

Black blood began to flow again.

This man, who had lived for countless years, began to look sickly again.

It seems that cremation is not far off.

This supreme being is far too willful. He's having fun playing the game, but everyone else is suffering.

At least for someone like Xiao Ping'an now, not working hard will really lead to his death.

Since Old Deng wasn't answering him, he decided to assume he was entitled to the position.

They assumed they could become beings above the sacrificial path.

There is so much confusion in the world. Once he becomes a being above the path of sacrifice, he will naturally know all these secrets.

Seeing that the old man had fallen into a sickly state again, Xiao Ping'an got up and left, keeping a distance from him.

He began to look around and walk around.

This is an unpolluted plateau, where everything appears sacred and peaceful.

The Great Dao Tree, the Pollen Tree, and the Lotus of Eternal Reincarnation here all exude the supreme divine charm of the Great Dao.

Many stone artifacts, whether weapons, musical instruments, or farming tools, exude an aura of peace and tranquility.

In the distant lake, the Lotus of Eternal Reincarnation has grown lotus pods and blossomed into lotus flowers, transforming the area into a pure land for cultivation.

"Since I have been summoned to this era, I will diligently cultivate myself in this era."

"If I could go back to my original era and become an Immortal Emperor, or a powerful figure in the Sacrifice Dao, that would be wonderful. How great it would be to ascend to the heavens in one step and become a being above the Sacrifice Dao."

The patient in front of me took a long time to recover.

He regained his handsome, dashing, and refined appearance, and returned to his sacred state.

He looked at Xiao Ping'an: "You also want to become a being above the sacrificial path?"

"Sure, I can give you one spot!"

Xiao Ping'an looked at the man in front of him with a look of shock on his face.

He had already given up hope, thinking that he should just focus on his cultivation, do his best, and leave the rest to fate.

Unbelievable...

(End of this chapter)