Chapter 387 [The Holy One in the Big Dipper, Fuxi Dragon Stele] "bite?" The saints looked at each other, confused as to what this meant. "Brothers, you heard it wrong." Lin Xian said calmly, "It's the word 'suffering'. When God wants to give a man a great responsibility, he must first make his mind suffer, his muscles and bones tired, his body hungry and empty, and his actions frustrated, before he can achieve great things!" "The cultivation level that Lin has today is all accumulated through my own hard work, bit by bit." If Ye Fan was here, he would definitely spit loudly. He and Lin Xian lived together day and night, so he knew who was suffering. But the saints did not know, and they used their own experience to infer the hardships they had experienced on their way to becoming saints. They all expressed their admiration, saying, "Fellow Daoist Lin is right. Saints throughout the ages have gone through countless tribulations, washed away all the dust, and finally achieved success." The Sanctuary Barrier is a natural barrier that cannot be crossed just by having talent or bloodline. I don’t know how many king bodies were trapped in the realm of the king of killing. The so-called Great Divine King of the East Wilderness is the most classic example. He relies on his physique to make a living, relies on the bloodline of his ancestors, and suppresses the human world. This is the bottom line for the aristocratic families to gain a foothold.
Physical condition determines the lower limit, talent determines the upper limit. But if you want to go one step further and enter the realm of saints, you must create your own skills, your own methods, your own ways, and you will become the founder and the ancestor king! The word "ancestor" explains everything. It is impossible to become a saint by blindly learning from predecessors, because when it comes to the stage of beheading, the system of taking the body as a seed has theoretically reached its end. The first level of immortal cultivates spiritual consciousness, the second level of immortal cultivates internal spiritual consciousness, and the third level of immortal cultivates external spiritual consciousness. It is considered a great realm, which is the secret realm of immortals in the traditional sense. Sage, Saint King, and Great Sage are also a great realm. While deeply studying the Xiantai Secret Realm, they also supplement the study of the other four secret realms, making progress at the same time and pushing the five secret realms to the same level. Therefore, after Lin Xian became a saint, unruly demon gods such as the Great Xia Dragon Bird were willing to acknowledge him as a fellow Taoist, not just to give face to the Quasi-Emperor Li Er. In the realm of the Holy Way, the five secret realms of practitioners have their own merits and are explored to different degrees. Some are the first to transform into a dragon, he is the Taihuang, some have studied the four poles, he is Hengyu, some have studied the Taoist Palace, she is the Western Emperor, some have practiced the Wheel Sea, he is morality, and some have participated in the creation of the world on the immortal platform, he is the Taiyin and Taiyang Emperors. Lin Xian’s most outstanding secret realm is naturally the Wheel Sea Secret Realm, which has been transformed into an inner universe. It is the most thoughtful and is also the foundation of his method of longevity. "In the Ninth Heaven of the Other Shore, although Junior Brother has not received the Master's teachings, he has also obtained the true meaning of the Dao Sutra, mastered the mysteries of the Nine Transformations of the Other Shore, and has sublimated them." During the discussion, Great Sage Yin Xi saw some of Lin Xian's foundation, commented, and told the past: "In the mythological era, the Heavenly Lord of Morality was born as a mortal. Because he was unwilling to be mediocre, he studied the nine transformations of the other side of the small realm, and realized that growth and decline, prosperity and destruction, are a cycle that repeats itself over and over again." "So he transformed his mortal body again and again, and finally achieved the supreme immortal body." "Eh, that's not right, Junior Brother, how come you are the Ancient Saint Body?!" Great Sage Yin Xi finally realized that something was wrong. Even if he had completed the Nine Transformations of the Dao Sutra, he should have achieved the Supreme Immortal Body. He frowned and said, "Could it be that Junior Brother's ancestor was a Great Saint Body, and he transformed and returned to his ancestors, and the Saint Body replaced the Immortal Body." "It's the opportunity to go through the six realms of reincarnation." Lin Xian hesitated and gave a perfunctory answer, which puzzled the Great Sage Yin Xi. He wondered if this reincarnation seal could actually change one's physique. Little do people know that the Six Paths of Reincarnation is not only the seal of reincarnation, but also the master of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. "Everyone's path is different." Lin Xian changed the subject and said, "The Holy Body Method is more suitable for my practice." If a single secret realm of the Holy Body is perfected, one can become a saint; two are comparable to a Holy King; three are on par with a Great Sage; four are capable of fighting against a Quasi-Emperor; and if all five secret realms are perfected, one can become a Great Holy Body and challenge the Great Emperor. This coincides with Lin Xian's fairyland method. He majors in the Wheel Sea Universe, and is constantly expanding his own path and integrating the other four secret realms. "The other side of the heavenly cultivation palace, the palace is as high as the ninth heaven, in the immortal palace sits the god, in charge of the sea of consciousness Daluotian..." Lin Xian spoke eloquently, expounding on his practice and views on the holy way.
After thinking for a moment, the old man said, "You have already embarked on the path to becoming a quasi-emperor." Quasi-Emperor Road? Or maybe it’s the Supreme Road! As soon as these words were spoken, several great saints immediately became excited. They wanted to break through the sainthood and become emperors, and they were just one step away. However, it was this very point that had trapped them for countless years. Now it is of vital importance for a new quasi-emperor to expound the Dao. "The spine dragon corresponds to the quasi-emperor realm..." The old demon's whole body was glowing, especially his spine. A big dragon was rising into the sky, and the dragon's tail hooked up the yin and yang of the wheel sea. The dragon's body was floating in the Taoist palace, and the dragon's claws reached into the four poles, and the dragon's head was eager to move towards the fairy platform. "The big dragon rushed to the immortal platform, it is the one who has achieved enlightenment!" Emperor Yu inherited the legacy of Taihuang and had dealings with the Supreme Being of Earth, so he knew more mysteries and evolved five secret realms. Each flashing point of light represented a door. The human-demon and Emperor Yu performed Taoism together, and Taoist Shanhuang also joined in, and finally evolved an illusory Taoism fruit. Everyone was mesmerized by the sight, as if the universe was created, the world was born, and billions of galaxies were floating in it. The Great Saint who cultivates the five great mystical realms again is the sublimation of the physical body, comparable to the imperial body. The combination of the five secret realms condenses the imperial laws! "The Imperial Law..." After this performance, Taoist Shan Huang had a glimpse of the way forward, but his mood was very subtle, and his expression changed unpredictably, and finally turned into a sigh. He knew in his heart that he might have a hope of reaching the pinnacle in this life and becoming a quasi-emperor of the Ninth Heaven, but he could forget about the imperial law. Those are two completely different realms. Only by mastering a trace of the imperial law can one truly achieve enlightenment and become a true quasi-emperor. Otherwise, one cannot even withstand the aura of the Supreme. Below those who are about to attain enlightenment, there is only the path to becoming a quasi-emperor, and one is marching towards becoming a quasi-emperor. "Whether it's the Heavenly Lord, the Ancient Emperor, or the Great Emperor, they all have a common title, and that is the Enlightened One." "What was achieved was not the Great Dao, but a Dao Seed!" What you hear is not as true as what you see. When Lin Xian witnessed the Quasi-Emperor's performance, he suddenly realized that the so-called Tao fruit can also be called Tao seed. From that Tao seed, his sixth secret realm was born. This is the true meaning of using one’s body as a seed! The Immortal Emperor method left by Emperor Huang Tian is not simple. From the Saint realm to the Great Emperor realm, it is all about nurturing a Tao seed, which is the foundation of immortality. If there were no mortal immortals, then in the Dharma Ending Age, in the Age of No Spirits, the only thing that could bring longevity would be the elixir of immortality! Lin Xian observed the Qilin magic medicine seed in his body and thought about the origin of the Green Emperor. There was a lotus in the eternal blue sky and a lotus seed in the chaos before the creation of the world. From the fall of the Immortal King to the elixir of immortality, it is from life to death. Then from the emperor's cultivation to a mortal immortal, and from a Tao seed blooming into a dazzling immortal flower, isn't it from death to life? Emperor Cheng was the real beginning of the system based on the body as a seed. "I am in the cycle of life and death. My body can be transformed into a fairy cauldron, so why can't my soul become a fairy flower?" "One flower withers, another blooms, it's reincarnation, it's also rebirth." “Flowers bloom to see me, and I see flowers bloom.” “Everyone in this world is a seed of the elixir of immortality that has yet to bloom.”
Lin Xian was thoughtful and couldn't help but sigh: "Life is the greatest miracle in the world." The Dark Supreme has long verified that, apart from the elixir of immortality that can allow one to live again, only the life essence of all living beings can prolong their lifespan. This means that there are substances similar to the elixir of immortality in living bodies! At this moment, Lin Xian is going to the snowy area of the Earth to look for Huahua, to see the flower that blooms in the cycle of reincarnation to prove his own truth. But the matter of reincarnation is too mysterious. Xiaosong has already been born, but Huahua is nowhere to be found. "Could it be that I have occupied the position of future Buddha, affecting the reincarnation cycle and causing changes?" While Lin Xian was thinking, he sent away one great saint, quasi-emperor, and the genius of the earth after another. For example, Long Xiaoque, who is the descendant of the Great Xia Dragon Bird, has to go to the Ancestral Star with him to awaken his original bloodline. Before leaving, Lin Xian asked Emperor Yu about the whereabouts of Emperor Jiuli and Emperor Guangming. They were the two emperors on earth most likely to have a spiritual connection with the emperor's corpse. But over the years, Lin Xian has brought the Western Taoism under his command, but has not seen the legendary God. "In order to crack the secret of the emperor's corpse, Daoist Jiuli divided himself into five parts, cut out five secret realms, and suppressed them under the Five Mountains respectively." “I’m afraid it will take thousands of lifetimes for him to manifest, unless he can comprehend the secret of living a second life, or crack the reincarnation seal.” Emperor Yu sighed and said, "As for the Emperor of Light, he passed away in the course of time and did not bury himself on Earth. However, there was an ancient prince of the Light Clan who was extremely talented and brilliant. He was born four thousand years ago and came to Earth to search for the Kunlun Immortal Treasures. He later left." "The so-called God of Light should be referring to him." "The ancient prince should not be underestimated. If he were still alive, he would probably be a person who will achieve enlightenment." "The Prince of Light..." Lin Xian seemed to be thinking about something. The ancient Prince of Light who fought with Di Que for the throne in later generations was the god revered by the Western Taoist tradition. It seems that the value of the four great gods has risen sharply. Ning Fei, Chuan Ying, Gai Jiuyou, and Di Que were all destined to become emperors, they just lacked an opportunity. For a moment, Lin Xian became more and more eager to win Chuan Ying's heart. Not only does it allow the Heavenly Court to have one more powerful person who has achieved enlightenment in an alternative way, but also because the Divine Organization has one third of the Green Tripod fragments. If it is combined with the Green Tripod in his hand, it is not considered a perfect immortal weapon, but it can also suppress the Immortal Sky Sword, comparable to the Tongtian Mingbao. Lin Xian returned to Kunlun Mountain. The immortal land that originally had a hint of worldly atmosphere became deserted again. The prosperity was only temporary, and most of the time, the immortal air was ethereal and no one was seen. Just like the dark and deep universe, for billions of years, the Great Emperor was just a rare flower, and only the Immortal Emperor could count his years. Lin Xian summoned Jiang Tingting and Ye Tong. They had almost found all the opportunities on Earth. The Ziwei Emperor Star was the home of the solar body and the lunar body. There is not only the elixir of immortality such as the Fusang sacred tree, but also the ruins and places for enlightenment left by the Human Emperor, which are more suitable for the cultivation of the descendants of the Human Emperor. All the familiar people were leaving. Xiaosong cried so hard that he was no longer recognizable as a human. He turned into a purple squirrel, with tears rolling down his cheeks. He begged everyone to take him away. "The Big Dipper, the starry sky, and the endless bloody battles are not suitable for your practice." "With your character, you can become a quasi-emperor even if you retreat in Kunlun Mountain. Returning to the basics and nature is also a great path." Lin Xian smiled and said, "Next time we meet, I'll introduce you to someone from Zhuofeng. Senior Li Ruoyu and you should get along well."
"When is the next time?" Xiaosong's voice was childish and very sad. "Soon, we will come back when the Buddha child is born on Earth." Lin Xian paused, looked into the depths of the starry sky, and said meaningfully: "Or we may go to war with the underworld. Heaven needs you to join the war." The Heavenly Court governs the ancient stars of the prehistoric times, spreads the practice of the Great Dao, recruits heavenly soldiers and generals, and billions of living beings recite the Sutra of Salvation. It is not false that 100,000 heavenly soldiers will kill Yama Luo. Even the weakest creature can settle accounts with the Supreme Being as long as the method is right! However, it needs someone to take the lead, otherwise it will be a mess. Before leaving the Honghuang Ancient Star, Lin Xian left Rong Chengzi's Dragon Spear to Jiang Tingting. In addition, the divine child was unwilling to leave Kunlun, so he simply left the Green Tripod to Xiaosong to protect him and stayed in the Honghuang Ancient Star. "Holy Lord, please take the Green Tripod with you. It's very dangerous without the protection of the Emperor's Soldier." Xiao Song said, "I'm on the ancient star of Honghuang. I'm very safe." "It is safest for Lu Ding to stay in Honghuang. There will be many divine wars in Beidou in the future. It may attract the attention of the Supreme of the Forbidden Zone and cause unnecessary trouble." "As for the imperial soldiers, I have no shortage of them." Lin Xian smiled slightly, and a broken Fuxi dragon stele appeared in his hand. Since the last time he woke up, there has been a trace of spiritual fluctuation. Unlike the Nuwa Stone where all the gods are missing, the Fuxi Dragon Stele is damaged but not dead. In the next few days, the five-colored altar on the moon was activated several times in succession. One mysterious symbol after another intertwined and formed a Bagua diagram. A Tai Chi diagram emerges in the center of the Bagua diagram, with two yin and yang fish rotating, like a door of time and space slowly opening. "Qian, Kun, Xun, Dui, Gen, Zhen, Li, Kan..." Lin Xian held the Fuxi Dragon Stele in his arms and gazed at the five-colored altar. A thought emerged in his mind. Perhaps the teleportation method of the five-colored altar was invented by the Wuliang Tianzun. Rumble, the breath of galaxies flows one after another, leading to the deepest part of the universe, forming an ancient starry road. The boundless universe and the myriad realms of heaven flashed before Lin Xian's eyes. He didn't know how much time had passed. He was almost numb from comprehending the laws of time and space on the road. "Click." It was like the sound of space breaking apart. Lin Xian came out in response, and what came into view was piece after piece of land floating in the sky. Eight hundred islands are scattered across the country, shining like pearls, like the pure land of heaven. There are countless palaces with carved beams and painted buildings, and dragons and tigers crouching, just like the palace of the Emperor of Heaven. There is also an ancient city that will never sink. He did not return to the ancient forbidden land, nor did he fly to Zishan, but returned to the Feng family. "Who dares to trespass into my Wind Tribe's sacred land?!" "You...you are Xiaozu!" One after another, the mighty men of the Feng family rose into the air with solemn expressions, thinking that it was an invasion by the ancient clan. When they saw the newcomer, they were surprised at first, then happy, and hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Little Ancestor, you are finally back." "What happened?" Lin Xian took a quick look and found that the Feng family was loose on the outside but tight on the inside. Countless formations had been activated. In the deepest part of the ancient city, more than one holy weapon was floating up and down, and the war state could be triggered at any time. "Little Ancestor, almost all the ancient races have been born." The Feng family's Saint Leader flew forward, smiled bitterly, and introduced the changes that had taken place in Beidou over the past ten years.
Ancient tribes emerged one after another, and they were naturally dissatisfied with the situation where humans occupied the land of Beidou, and wanted to redistribute the land. Although the ancient races are arrogant and call humans ants, the ancestor kings who are truly in charge are no fools and will not easily provoke the Ji family, the Jiang family, the Yao Chi family, and other great imperial lineages that are comparable to the royal family. The supreme imperial army is not just talk, it can really sink Zhongzhou. The second-rate holy land families became the target of the ancient myriad clans. The Feng family did not have imperial weapons, so they were naturally classified as a second-rate family. "The situation of our Wind Clan is not bad. We have holy artifacts in the clan. Although we don't have a great sage as our foundation, we do have several saintly ancestors who have sealed the source of the gods." "Although the ancient royal family has an ancestor king, they are also afraid of being destroyed together. They did not start a full-scale war, but only invaded some of our territory." The Feng Family Saint Master complained: "The small sects and families that were dependent on our Feng Clan suffered much more. They lost their territory, were almost wiped out, and became puppets controlled by the Taikoo Clan." "The ancient race is so arrogant." Lin Xian frowned: "Doesn't the human race's Jidao Holy Land care about it?" "Yes, the holy land of the human race with imperial soldiers gathered in Yaochi and established the Heavenly Court to confront the great saints and imperial soldiers of the ancient race." "So there was no large-scale bloody battle, just a small-scale war." The Feng Family Saint Master smiled bitterly and said, "But there are too many strong people in the ancient clans. It is difficult to find a saint in the human race. There are not many kings who can kill the way. The heads of the major sects are just great powers, and the weakest race among the ancient myriad races is protected by great kings." The king of the ancient tribe is the same as the powerful human race, but one level higher, so naturally there is no way to defeat him. "Using realm to suppress others, what level is that? Use the same tactics as me." Lin Xian sneered: "Go and select a few ancient kings who dance happily, and I will visit them tomorrow." The Feng Family Saint Master was stunned for a moment, then revealed an expression of ecstasy, and guessed: "Little Ancestor, have you become the king by killing Dao?" The king of the Daojian era is of extremely high value and can naturally defeat the ancient king. "Zhan Dao?" Lin Xian stood with his hands behind his back, his posture was straight, blending with the heaven and earth, and every time he raised his hands and feet, thousands of paths followed him, he was extremely graceful, like a god walking in the air, and said calmly: "I haven't been for a long time." The holy power was so vast that it swept across heaven and earth, causing the Wind Clan's formation to roar. One holy weapon after another rose into the sky, emitting billions of rays of light, but there was no active attack. Because the blood energy emanating from that saint was extremely familiar to the people of the Feng clan, and made the Feng family's sacred artifact feel familiar. "saint!" "A saint belonging to the Wind Clan!" The Holy Leader of the Feng Family stood there in a daze, while the mighty ones one after another reacted and cheered. Many elders cried for joy and led their descendants to pay homage. "I have become a saint, and the world should know it." Lin Xian took a step forward, his green robe fluttering, and a real golden dragon appeared under his feet, carrying him to the holy city that would never fall, and to the deepest part of his ancestral land. In the center of the ancestral land, half of a dragon stele stands tall. Although only the base and incomplete inscriptions remain, it exudes a chaotic aura and is simple and majestic. It looks taller than Mount Tian and has the appearance of the Eight Diagrams. Lin Xian stared at the dragon stele for a long time, looked at the tadpole characters on it, bowed deeply, and then offered up the incomplete Fuxi dragon stele from the earth. The two broken stone tablets were put together and fit together surprisingly well without any gaps, as if they were made naturally.
At the same time, fairy light bloomed at the base of the dragon stele, and countless rays of light surged, repairing that trace and conveying a vast and ancient atmosphere. I don’t know how long it had passed, but a dragon roar was heard, echoing in the sky. Every member of the Feng family felt something in their hearts, and they all looked towards one place. "Buzz!" The void trembled, the dragon stele flickered, a great way was being conceived, and a trace of imperial energy was flowing. (End of this chapter)