The strongest ruler of the heavens

Chapter 156 Plan Change

All of this was said within the barrier set up by Lin Xi. Naturally, those two guards would not listen to such incidents.

Under Lin Xi's narration, Long Yang's heart was a little heavy, and after Lin Xi dispersed the barrier, he went back to the palace with the two guards.

Seeing the figures of the three people receding away, Lin Xi smiled faintly, looking forward to what Sedum would see when she put on the helmet a thousand years later.

The reason for the change of plan was because Long Yang's talent was too high, it was terrifyingly high, making even Lin Xi, who was fully prepared, a little bit uncertain.

Judging from the talent Long Yang has shown so far, even if he tampered with the exercises, he still couldn't trap him, at most it only formed a slight hindrance to him.

The eyes slowly closed, and the figure gradually dissipated in the poisonous dragon pool, leaving only a piece of blood-red pool water.

In the next teaching, Lin Xi controlled the time very well, ranging from a year to a few months, but even if Lin Xi secretly suppressed Long Yang's cultivation every time, Long Yang's growth was still shocking.

With a flick of a finger, nine years have passed, and Long Yang has grown from a five-year-old child to a young boy.

It is still Poison Dragon Pond, but now there are a few more huts here, and the surrounding trees are even more densely covered with sword marks.

In the past nine years, Long Yang practiced swords here, and his cultivation has even reached the level of Void Core. If he is given follow-up exercises, he will immediately break through to Baodan or even Return to God.

On this day, Longyang came very early, and when it was still dark, he stood by the Poison Dragon Pool with his sword in his hand and looked into the distance silently.

There is where the sun rises.

"Your Highness, the hour is approaching"

Long Yang shook the Mercy Sword that had been with him for nine years, turned around and walked to the only chair and stopped, waiting for the owner of this seat to arrive.

Nine years are like a day, except for the day of the sword test, the rest of the meeting time is Chenshi. Long Yang doesn't know why Lin Xi chooses the time of his birth every time, but he doesn't mention the doubt in his heart.

Today's meeting, Long Yang is not willing, because today is the last day of the nine-year period, nine years together, Lin Xi also occupies an important place in Long Yang's heart.

But no matter how unwilling Long Yang was, Lin Xi still came on time.

With the emergence of a faint white light, Lin Xi also appeared in front of Long Yang.

"The future depends on you..." Lin Xi looked at Long Yang who had only four years of life left and said quietly.

Holding the sword, Long Yang remained silent, knowing that he would never see Lin Xi again in this life, and the farewell today would be forever.

Today happened to be Long Yang's 14th birthday, and Lin Xi didn't exaggerate the parting emotion too much, but Long Yang was always immersed in reluctance.

As the food was gradually placed on the table, Lin Xi also spoke to Long Yang who was facing him after a silence, "Do you remember what I said to you nine years ago?"

"The disciple dare not forget."

"Then do you blame me?" Lin Xi waved his hand to stop the maid who continued to serve food, "You could have become a fairy and enjoy the freedom, but you were bound by me in the world."

Long Yang shook his head slowly, "Being able to practice cultivation is already a source of blessing for disciples, so what about becoming a fairy? Even if you live as long as the heavens, you won't be able to live like a day with your family."

Lin Xi nodded, and after finishing her last meal in Jiangguo, she knelt down in Longyang and sent Zhonghuahong off respectfully.

Day after day, more than three years passed in the blink of an eye.

The Taoist temple in the foggy and rainy environment is quite dusty. In the courtyard, there is a white-bearded old man sweeping the fallen leaves tirelessly.

In the Taoist temple, Lin Xi sat by the stove and looked at the steaming spout. After smashing his mouth, he said to the statue on the god table: "Let's just let you enjoy the incense of this village. , if you move too much, God Realm is not a vegetarian."

The halo of the god statue flickered, and a hazy figure emerged from it, seemingly unreal.

"I need a huge incense to condense the body of the gods. The current incense can only maintain my sanity." The illusory figure emerging from the statue is quite helpless, and the current self can only deter some wandering souls. If an evil ghost comes, he will only end up being swallowed.

Lin Xi put her hands on the fire and roasted them, shrugging her shoulders and said, "Isn't there a thousand years? Just accumulate slowly, take care of the people in the village as much as possible, and let their offspring grow more and more. As time goes by, won't your incense gradually increase?"

"Janyue and Xuanzhen are comfortable, pity me..." The phantom figure sighed faintly, "Also as avatars, they are free, but I have to stay in this broken clay sculpture all day long."

"What about growth?" Lin Xi glanced at the illusory figure angrily, "As long as you have a steady stream of incense, you will be the easiest one to become a saint after your divine body is condensed."

Lin Xi was a little complacent about the phantom figure, and returned to the statue after saying the words of Boundless Heavenly Venerable.

This avatar, Lin Xi originally wanted him to follow the path of burning incense to become a god, but he accidentally ran a bit sideways. After combining some characteristics of Taoism, he became a god who grew up relying on incense.

It can be said that this Shinto avatar of myself is a four-dimensional existence, but it also has a good growth ability.

His title is Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, as long as he accepts the incense and chanting by believers, then the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable will grow without limit, and there is no need to worry about the source of power, even if there is no incense, there is still the power of faith.

The water in the kettle was churning violently at this moment, Lin Xi turned to face outside after adding a cup of hot water for herself, the corner just blocked the figure of the moon sweeping the floor, only the regular rustling sound.

In the past three years, Lin Xi enjoyed the scenery alone except for practicing, and only occasionally calculated the time until Jiang Guo's demise.

"The time is getting closer and closer. What are your plans for the millennium?" After sending the fallen leaves to where they should go, Zan Yue walked in with a broom, carrying a strong chill.

"It's nothing more than practice"

Lin Xi said very plainly, "A thousand years of time cannot be wasted. If the cultivation base is too low, once there are variables generated at that time, there will be no capital to face."

Ban Yue put down the broom, and then sat down next to Lin Xi, "I also need to go for a walk, just like Xuan Zhen."

"You want to preach?" Lin Xi looked at the serious face of the funeral moon in surprise, it was really hard to imagine that the funeral moon would have such thoughts.

"It's the same as you, the same practice." Zhuanyue pointed to the immeasurable god statue on the god's table, "When the time comes, I will leave with part of my divinity, and my disciples should worship!"

(End of this chapter)