Chapter 360 [Reincarnation of Life and Death, Immortal Three Slashes] The nine holy bodies fought together, and the emperor was about to be beaten to pieces. It was destined to be a tragic ending. This is an unsolvable problem. But fortunately, Lin Xian had an idea and called upon the power of his past self. The self of this life looks down on the long river of time, while the self of the past remains unchanged forever! In the past, I recited the Nirvana Sutra for this life and shared the injuries. In this life, I am immortal, and I activate the original version of the secret of the word "zhe" to be reborn by dripping blood. I will stay in this world forever and return with the help of immortal energy. In the Perfect World, Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the high priest Lin Xian, who was attaining enlightenment under the willow tree in Shi Village, suddenly coughed up blood. His face turned pale and he looked sickly. It seemed as if he had encountered a catastrophe that had never been erased for thousands of generations. The power of thunder penetrated his soul and tore his heart apart! "The High Priest!" "Master Lin!" The Shi Village was suddenly in chaos, and everyone called their friends and quickly formed a circle. Ever since Lin Xian came to the village and led the entire village to practice Taoism, Shi Village began to regain its former glory. It has become somewhat like the ancestral land of the Shi clan and a holy place for practicing Taoism. It can be said that his status is very high and he is a spiritual mentor.
"Master Lin, you are vomiting blood again." The old patriarch of Shi Village also hurried over. Looking at the sick Lin Xian, he sighed and asked with great concern: "Do you want to use the treasure tripod to refine medicine? It is a magical artifact left by our ancestors. Maybe it can heal your hidden injuries." Ever since Lin Xian started preaching in Shi Village, he has been vomiting blood from time to time and looks like a sick person. Moreover, this injury is not fixed but occurs randomly. The only thing that is certain is that the injuries from the heavenly tribulation and thunder punishment account for a larger proportion. High Priest Lin Xian waved his hands feebly, and sat sideways under the willow tree. His face was pale, and his breath was weak. He uttered a few words with great difficulty: "Bring the baby... to me!" "Hao'er?!" The chief of Shi Village was shocked and asked in confusion: "Why do you send Hao'er here every time you are injured? He is just a child, even if he is gifted, he can't heal the disease." "I'm seriously injured. I might collapse at any time." High Priest Lin Xian made an excuse and said, "While I still have the strength, I need to teach him a little more about cultivation." "So that's how it is." The old patriarch nodded as if he understood, and after a long while, he called a little kid. The little one came running over happily, with soft hair falling on her shoulders. Her big eyes like black gemstones became brighter and brighter. She was pretty and cute, looking like a white porcelain doll, except that there was milk stain on the corners of her mouth. "Brother High Priest, what do you want to talk to me about?" The little one who loves to drink animal milk smiled brightly and asked innocently. The high priest Lin Xian glanced at him and sneered, "Did you demolish all the houses in the village?" "I didn't do it on purpose. I helped the clan leader and his grandfather to rebuild it later." The little guy lowered his head, his big eyes sparkling with wisdom, and he couldn't help but poke two fingers at each other. He has been practicing Taoism recently and his realm has soared. Sometimes, he takes too many medicinal baths and in order to release the energy in his body, he can't help but cause great destruction. Not only does he chase birds and dogs, he also moves huge rocks everywhere to vent his energy. Most of the houses in Shi Village are built of stone, making it difficult for them to escape the clutches of the little guy. "I didn't agree to let the clan leader let you go." High Priest Lin Xian snorted coldly, and a divine chain of order appeared on his fingertips. He immediately tied up Xiao Shi Hao, and then started: "Eat my iron fist, clench your fists and turn around to attack!"
"Ahhhh~!" The tiny boy's screams echoed through the mountains and forests, resounding throughout the sky, lasting for eons, and even reaching future generations. The sea of thunder was rolling. Each move of divine arts was an invincible method that shocked the heavens and the worlds and swept across the universe. "The Light of Heaven's Tribulation!" The Emperor's shadow is like the unrivaled supreme being, dominating the heavenly calamity and evolving the most terrifying calamity in the world. He sends down divine light from the sky that can destroy all things and kill all the strong men in the heavens. That figure was invincible, and could use all kinds of magic at will. He waved his right hand and flew up into the sky, with Kunpeng wings spread out. The mark of reincarnation appeared on his left hand, and his reincarnation fist shook the sky. He spit out the magic of the Thunder Emperor, shocking the world. Lin Xian had no power to resist in front of him. He only saw magical spells, time and thunder interweaving and bombarding his physical body and brain. Then the Suppressing Rebellion Technique, the Grass Sword Technique, and the Immortal Tribulation Sword Technique all came down, and the sword light seemed to destroy the soul. Lin Xian was in ecstasy, and in a trance, he heard the voice of Tao again. "Eight or Nine Heavenly Skills!" "The Immortal Sutra!" …… The supreme heavenly power turned into a brand and smashed into the head, embedding it in an extremely unreasonable and despicable way. Lin Xian wanted to scream, but he felt as if stones were stuffed into his brain and the entire fairy platform was about to explode. Billions of immortal lights bloom in the five secret realms, and the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts are ever-changing, it is the real Seventy-Two Transformations. It's not just the art of transformation, it's also copy and paste. Whatever creature you turn into, you'll possess that life's innate magical powers. Of course, the power of the supernatural power depends on the realm. If the King of Zhan Dao changes into dragon form, he will at most have the power of a flood dragon. If the Immortal King changes into dragon form, he will be a genuine dragon. "Coming from chaos, returning to chaos, a lotus in the eternal blue sky!" Lin Xian changed unpredictably, and finally turned into an invincible strong man he had ever seen in this life, the peerless emperor of heaven, with a twelfth-grade lotus blossoming and the power of green creation. The flower blooms to see me, I see that person, my body is a seed, and there is a fairyland inside my body! Three hundred imperial texts intertwined to construct the laws of the fairyland. The Chaos Green Lotus blossomed and gave birth to the original true self. The Chaos Banner created the world, and the Sun Holy Power and the Moon Holy Power differentiated everything. Finally, a punch was thrown, and the six realms of reincarnation were reincarnated. There was order between heaven and earth. Life and death went back and forth, the gates of hell opened, and the spirits of all living beings entered the banner. "Where there is life, there is death; where there is death, there is life. The great way of life and death is the purest way of the universe." "How can reincarnation be evil? It is nothing but natural evolution, the foundation of the universe!" Lin Xian cut off life and death, blasted out reincarnation, evolved the fairyland, opened up the universe, and all three thousand great ways were returned to a blue lotus, which then burst out with yin and yang divine light, rushed into the sea of thunder, and broke the heavenly calamity. There is the sharpest spear and the most stubborn shield, which are opposite and unified. One thing conquers another and is conquered by another. This is the principle of yin and yang. When Yin and Yang are created, nothing can remain unbroken. Suddenly, purple air emerged in the east, stretching for thirty thousand miles. Golden lotus flowers fell from the sky, and sweet springs emerged from under the earth, nourishing the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles. He who cuts the Dao becomes king, and from then on he becomes a cultivator, different from ordinary people, and both heaven and earth sympathize with him.
From this level onwards, the king comprehends the great principles of the universe, masters the laws of heaven and earth, and is able to stand shoulder to shoulder with gods as a mortal. Lin Xian slowly opened his eyes, divine light flashed, and electricity appeared in the void, like a comet flying by. Deep in the starry sky, the meteorite area shattered, and an asteroid exploded instantly. Holding the sun and the moon and picking the stars, there is no one like me in the world! (End of this chapter)