Chapter 319 [Ye is not as good as Lin] After fighting with Ye Shengti, Lin Xian suddenly felt refreshed. This was a normal situation where the team was in a favorable position! This is the daily life of Saint Lin. Going against the flow to attack the immortals is indeed not suitable for him. Sweep Ye Fan and be yourself again! As for the Dao Heart, it is better not to mention that thing. Even if we take a step back and say that I have defeated Emperor Ye Tian, what is the mere Emperor Zhonghuang? I am the only one who can suppress the Holy Body Ye Fan with single-handedly! "Ye is not as good as Lin..." Lin Xian stood with his hands behind his back, standing on the highest peak of Qishi Mansion, gazing at the endless mountains and rivers, full of emotion. He felt that life was as lonely as snow, with no ancients in front of him and no future generations behind him. There were only two words: invincible. Ye Fan, who was standing behind him, couldn't help but roll his eyes. Saint Lin was indeed invincible. He was invincible to the extreme of being thick-skinned. A strong man who is on the fourth step of the first level of the Immortal Platform, who can operate the secret of all characters and step into the eight forbidden areas, can fight against powerful people and come to bully himself, a small cultivator in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm. "Sir Ye, come here." Lin Xian waved his hand and smiled slightly, "Do you think you can control Tianxuan?"
"Holy Lord, you might as well explain it more clearly." Ye Fan had a cold expression on his face, thinking that Lin Xian was playing some trick again. "Hmm?" Lin Xian narrowed his eyes and took out the Star Spirit Pot, a holy weapon handed down from generation to generation. Strands of holy power flowed, able to tear the void apart. "I say, Saint Lord, your opinion is brilliant!" Ye Fan coughed and his expression changed immediately. A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him. You know, Saint Lord Lin is a man who can do anything. "If you refuse to bow your head, who can put the crown on your head?" Lin Xian said with a smile. "I took it myself..." Ye Fan muttered in his heart, wanting to imitate the story of Napoleon, but looking at the Great Sacred Artifact, he suddenly seemed to understand something, stepped forward and bowed, with a sincere face, "Master Lin, although you have retired, in my heart, you are the eternal Holy Lord!" "Take it." Lin Xian shook his head and passed the holy artifact of Tianxuan Holy Land to Ye Fan. With this thing, combined with the Holy Lord Crown, Ye Fan would be the true Holy Lord of Tianxuan. "Holy Lord..." Touching the Great Saint Warrior, Ye Fan felt a little touched. Although Saint Lord Lin was unreliable on weekdays, he was still very stable when it came to big things. Looking at Saint Lin who was standing alone on the mountain top, Ye Fan couldn't help but ask with concern: "Saint Lord, do you want me to return the Holy Crown to you..." "No need, I have imperial weapons." Lin Xian laughed. Although the Chaos Green Lotus was returned to the demon clan, he still had a black gold tripod with dragon pattern. Saint Lord Ye uses the Great Sacred Artifact, so as the Supreme Saint Lord Lin Xian naturally has to use the better Great Emperor Artifact! His current combat power is enough to fight against the powerful and he is invincible to Beidou. Only the king of the way of killing and the saint with profound background can threaten him. To fight against the king saint, a holy weapon is not enough, but the imperial weapon is convenient to use. Ye Fan's face suddenly froze. Forget it, he was moved in vain. He almost forgot that Lin Xian was not only the Holy Lord of Tianxuan, but also the Taoist master of the four ruthless veins, shouldering two holy places! In the following years, Lin Xian practiced in seclusion in Qi Shi Mansion, frantically catching up on a lot of knowledge and heritage in the cultivation world, under the personal instruction of the ancient sage in Qi Shi Mansion. The levels he had come into contact with in the past were either too low-end, such as the bandits in the Northern Territory, small sects, and limited inheritance, or too high-end, either great saints or quasi-emperors, who often spoke in profound and far-reaching terms and did not say too much nonsense. The old mansion master connects the upper and lower levels, and just fills the middle level. "I chose you to join the House of Extraordinary Scholars. Besides Brother Wei Yi's recommendation, I also felt that you were somewhat special." The old mansion master said meaningfully: "Different levels of heavenly tribulations represent different forbidden numbers, and also different levels of talent." "Your tribulation is very abnormal." Generally speaking, the peerless saints always abide by three or four prohibitions, which is also the standard for the major holy places to select their sons. If one wants to break into the realm of saint, one must at least abide by five prohibitions.
By analogy, the Saint King has six prohibitions, the Great Sage has seven prohibitions, the Quasi-Emperor has eight prohibitions, and the Great Emperor has divine prohibitions. Lin Xian was stunned, frowned and asked, "Is it because human-shaped lightning appeared in my heavenly tribulation?" "That's not the case. It's normal for geniuses and heroes to see human-shaped lightning during the tribulation." The old palace master looked calm. The Palace of Strange Talents does not accept ordinary people, and the Holy Son is only qualified to take the exam. Every formal disciple is a brilliant person, and human-shaped lightning will appear more or less when they go through the tribulation. Although there were many human-shaped lightning bolts in Lin Xian’s heavenly calamity, they came one by one, rather than all nine emperors coming together to attack him. What really surprised the old palace master was that there was a hint of Taoism in the Green Emperor's lightning. He used his magical powers and Taoism to almost transform himself into an emperor. "Ordinary human-shaped lightning is just pure thunder magic. Although the emperor is holding a divine weapon in battle, there are not many Taoist principles contained in it. It is an illusory body copied and projected by the Heavenly Dao." "I want to fight against the humanoid lightning that has the laws of the great way..." The old mansion master paused and said meaningfully: "According to historical records, at least the level of Beheading the Dao and Becoming a Saint will lead to the true young emperor." Lin Xian was almost numb after listening to this. It turned out that there was something wrong with his own heavenly tribulation. The normal heavenly tribulation of an immortal was not so cruel that he needed rare treasures such as the King of Medicine, the Immortal Spring, and the Divine Source Liquid to prolong his life. It must be some unspeakable Green Emperor who did some tricks. But at the same time, Lin Xian also had some guesses. Did the sudden appearance of the Green Emperor's lightning during the heavenly calamity mean that the will of this great emperor had revived somewhat? "Anyway, you have already entered the Palace of Strange Scholars." The old palace master laughed, patted Lin Xian on the shoulder, and encouraged him: "With us old guys leading the way, plus your own rise, you have the potential to become a great sage in the future, and it will not be a problem for you to become a master of a region in the future." "The Great Sage's Dao Fruit..." Lin Xian narrowed his eyes, not satisfied with this. He felt that his goal now could be set a little higher. He would rebuild nine times before the end of his first life and strive to break into the Quasi-Emperor level. Although the Great Sage can only rule one area, the universe is full of countless stars, many powerful people, and hundreds of thousands of clans. In this life, the road to becoming an immortal is opened again. The savings of millions of years have come to this life, and it is possible that tens of thousands of Great Sages will emerge. Quasi-emperors were all well-known masters. Even in the Golden Age, it was considered glorious to have a hundred of them. Lin Xian was now blessed with a holy body and extraordinary foundation, so he could definitely sprint to this level. In Qishi Mansion, there are beautiful mountains one after another. Every disciple has a sacred place, and they do not disturb each other on weekdays. But ever since Lin Xian arrived, this place has been in chaos. Not only did he discuss Taoism with the Emperor Xiang Yufei, but he also fought with many geniuses to test his own Taoist achievements. Facts have proved that a ruthless man like Emperor Xiang Yufei may not appear even once in a hundred thousand years. The rest of the Qi Shi Mansion disciples were only at the level of five or six prohibitions, and were all pushed aside by Lin Xian. For a time, the title of East Saint Lin Xian was pushed to the forefront, and everyone believed that he could be compared with the Central Emperor and the Northern Emperor, and could be called Lin Tianzun. The original title of East Saint was given to Ye Shengti. "What Lin Tianzun? A person who has just entered the immortal platform is worthy of being compared with my brother!" This is how the world is. When someone praises someone, someone else will slander and oppose him. One of the children, about eight or nine years old, looked down on him and sneered, "My brother is the best in the world and is destined to become an emperor in the future." "Who is this kid? He speaks so arrogantly!" A saint son who had just arrived in Zhongzhou snorted coldly, very dissatisfied, but was quickly pulled away by people on the side of the road, who secretly warned him not to talk nonsense, as it would bring disaster. This boy's name is Wang Chong, but he is the youngest genius in the Qishi Mansion. At only nine years old, he has reached the secret realm of dragon transformation. When he entered the mansion, he alarmed a group of elders. It is said that he fell into a dragon cave when he was young. Not only is he extremely powerful, able to kill people who have transformed into the ninth stage of dragon transformation, but he also has an incredible lifespan, able to live for at least five thousand years. If that were the case, it would not be his turn to be arrogant in Qi Shi Mansion. What was really scary was that he had an older brother named Wang Teng! "Northern Emperor Wang Teng!"
Countless passers-by gasped. It was the Wang Teng from the Wang family who had the potential to be an emperor. At the age of five, he danced with the dragon in the deep pool. At the age of seven, he entered the Ancient God Lake in the Northern Territory alone and obtained a golden ancient chariot. At the age of nine, he entered the Ancient Emperor Mountain and brought out the ancient talismans and a sacred sword of the Emperor of Heaven. At the age of twelve, he fell into Divine Phoenix Cave, obtain the blood of the immortal Divine Phoenix. All of this seemed like a dream, but it actually happened to Wang Teng, even more so than his legendary experience as the ancient emperor. It is no exaggeration to say that he is the protagonist of heaven and earth. "Wang Teng does have some luck, but unfortunately, sir, times have changed!" Lin Xian shook her head and didn't take Wang Teng seriously at all. Wang Teng is still the same Wang Teng, but Beidou is no longer the same Beidou. On the surface, Beidou is the holy lord, the invincible king, but secretly, the heaven is stirring up tremendous turmoil. Several powerful forces in the Eastern Wilds have formed an alliance. The saints hold imperial weapons and exert their influence on all quarters. The Great Xia Dynasty even has an old saint who has lived for 400 years and wields the Taihuang Sword, who can destroy an area at any time. Today's Beidou has no confidence to speak without an imperial weapon. The Wang family is still too shortsighted. Not to mention the imperial weapon, they don't even have the background of a saint, so they can't even put it on the table. As for Wang Teng's experience, it was nothing. Ye Shengti started with the Dragon Coffin Immortal Sutra, picked up fragments of immortal artifacts, carried the elixir of immortality with him, and had the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Fruit by his side. If Wang Teng is the reincarnation of the ancient emperor, then Ye Fan is the reincarnation of the emperor! "He doesn't even have an Ancient Emperor Axe. How can he be called the heir of the Great Emperor? It's obvious that the Ancient Emperor didn't really choose him." "That is to say, the Great Emperor Luan Gu still has no true successor." Lin Xian muttered to himself, and his eyes lit up. He felt that he had a destiny with Emperor Luangu. Isn't it just about becoming an emperor after a hundred failures? Wang Teng can't afford to fail. He, Lin Xian, has never been afraid of failure. This ancient emperor may be able to be taken advantage of. With this thought, Lin Xian immediately broke through the barrier and captured the boastful Wang Chong, and drained his blood to make medicine. The lifespan of a person in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm alone is 5,000 years, so this blood is comparable to the elixir of immortality! “Lin Tianzun, you are so cruel and ruthless. My brother will not let you go. He has been in seclusion and will soon become a powerful person.” Wang Chong screamed, “If you have the guts, beat me to death. I am afraid of your holy body.” "Master Wang Teng, it doesn't matter. I will run away." Lin Xian stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Why should I fight with a master like the son of an emperor? The Five Realms of Beidou are so big, and he is not a real emperor. He can't find me." Wang Chong was stunned and murmured, "Where is your Dao heart? Where is your heroic spirit and your invincible belief?" “How much divine energy is that thing worth? It’s better not to have the Glass Dao Heart.” Lin Xian laughed, and then bled Wang Chong very skillfully. His technique was very exquisite, which was honed from Ye Shengti. Drops of golden blood gushed out, which was no worse than the holy body medicine and comparable to the dragon marrow in the deepest part of Zhongzhou. Blood essence is the embodiment of life span. In just a blink of an eye, Wang Chong turned pale and was dying. "The kid is carrying gold through the busy streets. He has a life span of 5,000 years, yet he still dares to be so arrogant. I'm afraid he has never seen a ruthless person, a dark and turbulent person, or a strong person with a short life span..." Lin Xian shook her head, then patted Wang Chong who was about to faint, and kindly warned him: "God is merciful, so I will let you go today. Go back and take good care of your health and replenish your lifespan. I will come back to you for bloodletting in a few years." “You!!!” Wang Chong, who had not fainted after being bled, fainted at this moment because of Lin Xian’s shamelessness. "Young people still need to be tempered." Lin Xian sighed, collected the drops of blood, and fled into the distance.
(End of this chapter)