Chapter 271 [I can also love all living things] (3100) "This is just such an evil way..." The Ancient Emperor Xuanwu sneered. What kind of treasure could retain the Supreme Spirit? He was also a peak emperor in his time. He had seen and experienced everything. He had seen all kinds of scenes. When asking Lin Xian to take out a magical artifact comparable to the Wild Pagoda, saying that it could allow the emperor's soul to reside in it, delay aging, and avoid the erosion of time, Emperor Xuanwu was still skeptical. As for the ghost magic weapons, forget it. This method is the most useless and is at the bottom of the contempt chain. The immortal path also has different levels. The most superior immortals are naturally the mortal immortals. They are first-rate fighting immortals, have extraordinary Taoist fruits, and have a bright future. As long as they persist, even Duan De can rely on the mortal immortal Taoist fruits to become an immortal emperor. The second is the True Immortal Fruit. Although there is basically no chance of becoming an emperor, there is still a high chance of becoming an Immortal King. The next is the fruit of the human immortal way, which belongs to the level of becoming immortal by taking medicine. As for the ghost immortals, they only have the magic power of true immortals, but not the supernatural powers of true immortals. Even worse, they have lost their mortal bodies from their previous lives. They are not even as good as human immortals and can only sit at the same table with the remnant immortals. They might even be attacked by the emperor of the time. There was once a supreme being who speculated that, thousands of years ago, the so-called retrograde attack on the immortals was when the supreme being of the highest order went against the tide to attack the remaining immortals and ghost immortals, creating an eternal miracle.
“If you can’t keep the living, you can keep the dead.” "This is the true meaning of the Wan, ahem, Human Emperor Banner!" Lin Xian spoke solemnly, and slowly lifted the restriction on the Human Emperor Banner, allowing it to reveal a hint of the aura of reincarnation. In the vast universe of Shrouding the Sky, ghost magic weapons are not considered mainstream, but what does that have to do with reincarnation magic weapons? From the source, the path of reincarnation is the most orthodox and authentic path in the universe. From the true ruler of the underworld, who is a strong man above the sacrificial way, to the strange plateau, the power of unlimited resurrection, to the corpses turning into red hair and the ominous ashes, all are closely related to reincarnation. Even the ancestral seed that created the heavens is a lotus of eternal reincarnation, which can be said to be the same origin. Whether light or evil, all living beings in this world are closely related to reincarnation. The Human Emperor's banner fluttered, thousands of rays of light dropped, and the breath of reincarnation evolved. The Ancient Xuanwu Emperor, who was on the verge of enlightenment, felt that he was infinitely close to death and was only one step away from entering the world of eternal tranquility. The dead are immortal, the god of death is immortal, and traces of true spirit marks appear in the Human Emperor Banner, which will last forever and will never be destroyed. "This……" The Ancient Emperor Xuanwu was stunned, he had never seen such a scene before. This was not some kind of ghost magic weapon at all. It was even more amazing than the heaven-reaching treasure from the underworld. There is actually something that can carry the ancient emperor's true spirit and keep it in the human world. Even if it is a confused soul and not a clear-headed spirit, it is extremely against the will of heaven. "It reminds me of a fellow Taoist from the Taichu Ancient Mine." The Ancient Emperor Xuanwu murmured, and entered the Human Emperor Banner, transforming into a weapon. This is a way to achieve immortality. Not only the Green Emperor is on the road, but the Blood Phoenix Emperor of the Taichu Ancient Mine is also on the road, wanting to transform from a human into an immortal weapon and thus become immortal forever. "It's not fusion, but another way to achieve immortality." "Senior, do you know how Amitabha Buddha came back to life?" Lin Xian smiled slightly and introduced: "Blood inheritance is the continuation of life, and faith transmission is the immortality of the spirit. If you keep thinking about it, there will be a response." "With the blessing of the power of faith, the dead may not be unable to return."
"The Immortal Taoist!" The eyes of the Ancient Black Tortoise suddenly sparkled with a gleam of light. Other forbidden areas did not know the details of the Immortal Taoist, but as an emperor in the early ancient times, and as the supreme ruler of the Immortal Mountain, how could the Ancient Black Tortoise not know? After being roommates with the Immortal Taoist for millions of years, even the dullest person would notice some clues. The Immortal Taoist, Amitabha, two gods have verified the miracle in their bodies. There is one, there are two, is there three? "Is the Immortal Taoist the Emperor? Is Amitabha still the same person as before?" The ancient emperor Xuanwu couldn't help but mutter something, with a strange look in his eyes. He had seen through life and death, but he still maintained his exploration of the immortal path and his curiosity about longevity. Seeing through life and death does not mean wanting to die. If you can live, who would want to die? "In the afterlife, there is one if you believe in it, and there is none if you don't. 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." Lin Xian answered the Ancient Emperor Xuanwu with the most classic words. If you believe it, there will be nothing. In fact, in addition to the method of divine self, Lin Xian has another guess, that is the method of possession of another body by Xiaoyao Tianzun. If I use the method of possessing another body to seize the body of my own god, can I live another life and restore my peak vitality? Lin Xian plans to try this method of longevity in the future. But the Ancient Emperor Xuanwu has no time left. The power of faith and the Human Emperor Banner are his last chance. "If you believe it, you have it; if you don't believe it, you don't have it." The expression of the Ancient Emperor Xuanwu was moved. After pondering for a long time, he sighed slightly: "I am satisfied. From a situation where there is no hope of survival, to a situation where there is a chance of survival, there is still a glimmer of hope." "This glimmer of hope is not given by our Heavenly Court." Lin Xian smiled and said, "Senior Xuanwu fought for it himself." "What do you mean?" The Ancient Emperor Xuanwu glanced at Xuanwu Yao, who was having a great time playing with the little girl. The big black dog also abandoned Lin Xian and watched hungrily from the side. "Does Heaven have any other conditions? If there really is reincarnation, the elixir may not be impossible to give to you." The Ancient Emperor Xuanwu stretched out his hand and the Xuanwu elixir fell into his palm, and he watched it up close. This is a turtle with a dragon head and roots. As it struggles, it sheds crystal light and smells of medicine. If you eat it, you can live for ten thousand years. Even if you just smell it, Lin Xian feels that his blood is boiling and his life span is extended by several years. This is a magical plant that can prolong life! If Lin Xian becomes a great sage in the future and takes this magical medicine, he will be able to live another life and have a lifespan comparable to that of a great sage. After ten thousand years of practicing Taoism, even a pig demon sage can break through the quasi-emperor level. The Supreme Being will also offer inducements under coercion. However, Lin Xian took a deep breath and did not give a direct answer. Instead, he changed the subject and said, "It's not that the Heavenly Court has conditions, it's that the sentient beings don't agree." "All living beings, heaven..." The ancient emperor Xuanwu seemed to be thinking about something, as if he had grasped something and figured out the relationship between the two. "It takes great achievements for the Heavenly Court to have a reason to promote the belief in Xuanwu." Lin Xian said frankly and sincerely: "Whether it is to be obsessed with it, there must be a response, live in the hearts of all living beings, or to forge a divine body, I look forward to a similar flower blooming in the future." "All of these require the power of faith, and a tremendous power of faith." "The power of faith of this magnitude can either radiate throughout the universe for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, affecting all races in the world, or it can be like Amitabha Buddha and Wuliang Tianzun, opening up a Taoist tradition, painstakingly managing a region, focusing on preaching in several major star regions, and accumulating for hundreds of thousands of years."
"May I ask, Senior, do you still have a Taoist tradition?" Blood and spirit go hand in hand. If there are no successors, the ancestors' wish to return will be in vain. The safest way to resurrect is to have bloodline descendants, accumulate fragments of the Great Dao, and have faith to condense the divine body. It would be best if the original body is still alive. "Taoism? Although I am the incarnation of Xuanwu, I am also a member of the Holy Spirit clan." The Ancient Emperor Xuanwu shook his head, looked towards the ancient cave in the Immortal Mountain, and murmured, "They are probably the only ones left." "Then Senior, you will need a great faith, unprecedented willpower, and unparalleled obsession." Lin Xian said meaningfully: "Only if it is thoroughly rooted in the minds of all living beings, coupled with the unremitting publicity of the Heavenly Court, can it succeed." "For example?" The Ancient Emperor Xuanwu looked back with deep eyes. He knew that since Lin Xian had brought it up, he must have an idea, and he had already guessed a little bit. "Like fighting the Dark Unrest." Lin Xian lowered his voice and said, "This life is unusual. The road to becoming an immortal will be opened. If you succeed, everyone will be happy. If you fail, it will not only be a dark turmoil, but it will be the dark destruction of the world." “Risks and fortune coexist, huge crises are accompanied by fanatical beliefs.” “Do you know what you are talking about?” The Ancient Emperor Xuanwu smiled, pointed at Lin Xian, and said to the Fighting Buddha: “Even when I was talking to the Supreme of the Forbidden Zone about quelling the dark turmoil in the Immortal Mountain, even the emperor of the human race was not so arrogant.” "Good, good." Fighting Buddha had heard a lot today, and his heart had long been calm. He just put his hands together and said, "I can't talk to the Forbidden Zone Supreme. But after hundreds of years, Senior Xuanwu has already become a Taoist, and he is no longer the Forbidden Zone Supreme." "What does the worldly affairs, the grudges in the forbidden area have to do with the seniors? When a person dies, the debt is settled, and the cause and effect are resolved." "What a cause and effect, the ancient fighting saint ape who was not afraid of heaven or earth has entered Buddhism and has even learned to speak like a lotus." The ancient emperor Xuanwu laughed loudly, stood with his hands down, and looked up at the sky. His eyes were full of vicissitudes, and finally he sighed: "Ancient times, there is no going back." In an instant, the Ancient Emperor Xuanwu recalled his glorious years, the bloody battles on the road to becoming an emperor, laughing and crying with his wife, friends, and enemies, and finally all the joys and sorrows were composed into a sonorous war song in the great world. And he eventually achieved enlightenment, overcame all difficulties and became an emperor, bathing in supreme glory. During the period of more than 30,000 years, he once ruled the world, guarded the universe, sheltered all living things, was worshipped by all living beings in the world, his glory illuminated the annals of history, and was revered as a god by all races in the world. Dark turmoil had occurred once during his reign, but was eventually forced back by Emperor Xuanwu. All races enjoyed peace, and he fulfilled all his responsibilities as a powerful emperor, just like the Ancient Emperor today. But what happened later? Was it the death of his relatives and friends that chilled his heart, or was it his desire for immortality that made him desperate, or was it the fear of old age and physical decline that made him retreat into the forbidden zone? The final emperor cut himself in half and became the supreme ruler of the Immortal Mountain. Although he never launched a dark rebellion, he relied on his Black Tortoise talent and the elixir of immortality to persevere and create his own unique method of longevity by breathing like a tortoise to reduce the consumption of vitality. But he no longer guards the universe and protects all races. The Xuanwu, once full of passion and love, has disappeared. Instead, a real dragon from the Ninth Heaven looks down on all living beings indifferently and witnesses one dark turmoil after another. He allows the Supreme of the Immortal Mountain to bloodbath the universe, but he remains indifferent. He had been indifferent for eternity and endured suffering for a lifetime. At the very end of his life, on the edge of enlightenment, his heart for Taoism quietly moved. “In this life…” The Ancient Emperor Xuanwu turned around suddenly, his eyes firm, and said calmly: "I can also love all living beings." (End of this chapter)