Chapter 65 [Battle of the Saints at the Divine Bridge] (Requesting first order, requesting monthly tickets) The secrets of the human body inside the body are shining brightly, among which the Sea of Bitterness, the Fountain of Life, the Divine Bridge, and the other shore are connected as one. The original fog dissipates, turning into an eternal blue sky. The divine patterns are intertwined and staggered, laying a solid foundation for the strange stars to shine in the blue sky. When you reach the Four Poles Secret Realm, when your hands and feet are as high as the sky and as deep as the earth, and every move you make is a law of mystical arts, then the strange phenomena of the human body can be released from the body. Such as golden lotus growing in the sea of suffering, bright moon rising from the sea, stars shining in the blue sky, splendid mountains and rivers, yin and yang diagram of life and death, Immortal King coming to the nine heavens...all are manifestations of genius. Relying on these strange phenomena, one can often cross one or two small realms and kill powerful enemies. Before reaching the Four Poles, low-level cultivators use the Sea of Bitterness to activate visions and nourish them inside the human body. Although they cannot release them to kill the enemy, they can use the visions to increase their combat power, strengthen their bodies, and even resist the pressure from high-level cultivators. A big star hangs high in the sea of suffering like an emperor star, with the blue sky on its back, shining forever and stunning the years. A picture of the universe is all-encompassing, evolving stars, surrounded by time, and illuminating the heavens and myriad worlds. Use tools to carry the Tao, and use the Tao to transform tools! "Master Dao, I am done!" Lin Xian laughed loudly, looking very energetic. He felt as if he could smash mountains with one palm and crush rivers with one foot. This was an illusion brought about by the sudden increase in strength. However, after stepping into the other side of the realm from the Divine Bridge, the Secret Realm of the Wheel Sea was initially formed and indeed became many times stronger. Then, he took a deep breath and put all his magic weapons, equipment, resources, and jade bottle into the sea of suffering.
This is also one of the advantages of the Shrouding Heaven Method. By using the body as a seed, the physical body can be trained to be stronger than magic weapons, which is equivalent to having a storage bag. And as the realm increases, the secret realm of the human body will continue to expand. After Lingbao Tianzun of the mythological era passed away, the emperor's body turned into galaxies and divine domains, as vast as a real world. The old madman raised his eyelids and said calmly: "Not bad." Lin Xian's foundation could only be considered average in the Tianxuan Holy Land six thousand years ago, but it would definitely be in the top ten six thousand years later. Because, there are less than ten people in Tianxuan Holy Land today. A hero's true character is revealed in the face of turbulent seas; a man standing tall in the mountains remains true to his lofty aspirations. The old madman pondered for a moment, then took out an antique purple gold Taoist crown from somewhere and threw it to Lin Xian. Lin Xian's eyes lit up. There were seven-star Taoist patterns on it, like a blooming lotus, flashing with a little fairy light. It was definitely not an ordinary item. He couldn't help but ask, "Senior, what kind of treasure is this?" "The Holy Lord gave it to me back then." The old madman shook his head and said, "I'll give it to you now." "Thank you, senior." Lin Xian was overjoyed. The thing that Saint Lord Tianxuan bestowed on his disciples was definitely a sacred object that could protect lives. With this crown, his safety index instantly rose several levels. At least you don’t have to worry about two powerful men fighting each other, and if you accidentally pass by, you will be killed in seconds by the aftermath. "Senior..." Seeing this, Ye Fan also came forward eagerly, hoping to ask the old madman for a magic weapon to protect himself. The old madman fell silent immediately, he had been mad for six thousand years and had thrown away all the scraps of copper and iron on his body long ago. Only this Taoist crown carried his thoughts about the Tianxuan Holy Land, so it had been nurtured in the sea of suffering and had never been discarded. There are no magical weapons left for Ye Fan now. Lin Xian saw the embarrassment of the old madman, coughed, pulled Ye Fan away, and said earnestly: "Little Ye, this crown is passed on to the Holy Son, which means that it will definitely be passed on to you in the future." "Now that I am the Holy Lord, I will keep it for you first and give it to you later." Ye Fan's mouth twitched, he felt that this line of speech seemed familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere. After walking for another few thousand miles, the old madman was naturally fine. Ye Fan and Lin Xian were both cultivators who could endure and refine the essence of heaven and earth, but Xiao Tingting, a mortal, needed to eat. So the four of them stayed in a small city to buy some supplies. "Big brother, Tingting wants to eat candied haws..." Little Tingting's soft voice sounded, pulling Ye Fan's clothes.
Ye Fan smiled dotingly, patted Tingting's head, and said softly, "Wait, I'll buy it for you." "Thank you, big brother." Little Tingting waved happily. Ye Fan walked towards the market with a smile on his face. His homesickness grew stronger. He silently wondered whether his parents had given him a younger brother or sister during the years he was missing. Just as Ye Fan was holding a string of candied haws and turning to leave, an old voice suddenly sounded. "It's true that we meet everywhere in life..." A skinny old man with white hair covering his face came up to him like a ghost. "Elder Han!" Ye Fan was so shocked that he almost dropped the candied haws. "It seems that we are destined to be together. I'm looking for you." Elder Han from Lingxu Cave Heaven laughed sinisterly. "What do you want to talk to me about, Elder Han?" Ye Fan narrowed his eyes. Elder Han looked like a dry piece of firewood, his flesh and blood dried up, with only a layer of old skin covering his bones. With his white hair covering his face, he looked very scary. He said grimly, "I have prepared endless elixirs for you, but I have never been able to find you. I don't want to meet you again here." "You prepared a lot of elixirs for me?" Ye Fan's eyes lit up and he was eager to try. "You are the main medicine, and the other spiritual medicines are supplementary." Elder Han said calmly. "Oh, is it so?" Ye Fan took his time, found a place to sit down, and said casually: "There is one thing, do you know?" "What's the matter?" Elder Han was stunned. "There's someone behind me." Ye Fan laughed and spun around with the candied haws in his hand. "Someone? You said Wu Qingfeng, distant water cannot save nearby..." Elder Han sneered and was about to take action when suddenly his body froze and a look of horror appeared on his face. At the corner, a figure slowly walked over, stood behind Ye Fan, and said with a smile: "What is your name, fellow Daoist?" "Easy to say!" Elder Han clasped his fists and bowed, thinking of retreating. He took a few steps back, ready to escape at any time, and said perfunctorily: "I am Han Li. I have something to do today, so I'll take my leave first." "You want to capture my Tianxuan disciple to make medicine?" Suddenly, a vicissitudes of life voice sounded, and at the corner, a white-haired old man with a little girl sitting on his shoulders walked slowly towards them with unparalleled majesty, and stood behind Ye Fan and Lin Xian. Ye Fan, Lin Xian, the old madman, and Jiang Tingting, four figures inadvertently intertwined and overlapped, and under the setting sun, they turned into a tall giant. "I've already told you that there's someone behind me." Ye Fan sighed regretfully, but couldn't suppress the upward curve of his lips. At this moment, Elder Han's breathing stagnated and he was oppressed to the point where he couldn't shout out a word. It was as if he was under a spell, standing stiffly in place, with a hint of fear in his eyes. The Divine Bridge Realm beats the Saint Realm? Really? Fake? There was not even a moment to mourn for the old Taoist priest Zhang Zhiwei from Mount Longhu, as the one who was about to rush to the battlefield was Elder Han from Lingxu Dongtian! (End of this chapter)