Chapter 90 [Ye Fan from the Production Team] Fishing is a technical job. You need to lay a nest and spread the bait, then wait patiently, lure the fish to take the bait and finally kill with one strike. With two saints by his side and the Void Mirror and Chaos Green Lotus suppressing him, Lin Xian felt more relaxed than ever before and spent a leisurely time in Zhuofeng. He gave up his spiritual practice and no longer sought immortality from the perspective of fame and fortune. Instead, it is like he is enjoying his retirement, checking in at Taixuan Gate to enjoy his retirement. Today he will take a stroll at the main peak, and tomorrow he will go to the Star Peak to feel the power of the stars. When the sun sets, I return to the top of the Zhuofeng Mountain, find two or three good friends, drink tea and talk about philosophy, and feel comfortable and relaxed. He moved freely and for a moment, he actually lived up to the true meaning of the Taoist temple of nourishing life and nurturing the spirit. Although he did not practice deliberately, his realm was increasing and he was heading towards the second level of the Dao Palace. Earth and wood depend on each other. The second god of Linxian is the god of wood, the emperor of green. He is getting closer and closer to the natural avenue of Zhuofeng, witnessing the evolution from prosperity to decline. There seem to be inexplicable trajectories emerging between heaven and earth, forming complex and profound rules and orders, and deriving mysterious lines and patterns.
"This mountain is not only a scripture, it is even a weapon." Lin Xian held a Chaos Green Lotus in his hand, comprehending the Great Dao of Green Wood, and comparing the difference between Zhuofeng and the Emperor's Soldier, he could not help but whisper: "Saint weapons don't have this kind of aura, and so do emperor weapons. Could it be that Master Zhuofeng is a quasi-emperor, and this is his quasi-emperor weapon?" If this is true, then Master Zhuofeng is truly extraordinary. He uses mountains, rivers, sun, and moon as his formation, and grass, trees, and breeze as his weapons. This reminds people of the Emperor Guan Tian in the Holy Ruins era countless epochs ago. In the beginning of ancient times, who preached the truth? It was our ancestors who observed the mountains and rivers, touched the grass and trees, entered the ocean, looked up at the stars, and touched all things. Only in this way did they gradually come into being with the Tao! The world changes, eras come and go, the great roads collapse, but the mountains, rivers, sun, moon, grass, trees and breeze remain unchanged. They collapse and then grow again, wither and then flourish, just like a cycle. An era of millions of years is long, and an epoch of tens of millions of years is long. The monks sigh over the ancient history, but forget that the stars under their feet have gone through billions of years. After billion years, where does the great power go? In the vast ocean, in the blue sky, among the stars, it is everywhere, hanging on all things in the universe! "Even a speck of dust or a blade of grass can be used to recite scriptures!" "This is the natural scripture, this is the natural way!" Lin Xian smiled knowingly and walked towards the pavilion halfway up the mountain. Ye Fan was there, and he wanted to return the Bodhi seed to him. A bright moon is shining, the light and shadow are mottled, the moonlight is cool, and a few people are sitting in the courtyard enjoying the moon. Ye Fan looked up at the starry sky and the bright moon again. He couldn't help but miss his hometown. He was inspired to write a poem, "Only the breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains can be heard as sound and seen as color. There is no limit to taking them and they are inexhaustible." "Why, you also want to travel with a fairy and embrace the bright moon forever." "There are moons on both sides. Choose one to embrace." Lin Xian smiled teasingly and walked over, holding the Chaos Green Lotus in one hand and the Bodhi seed in the other, becoming one with nature, as if he was also an immortal elixir. I saw lotuses blooming with his steps, he was detached from the mundane world, like a mountain ghost, a lotus fairy, and just like the Green Emperor commanding all things. All around him were blooming Epiphyllums and hanging green vines, so beautiful that it was beyond description. Ye Fan was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery because there were two moons, big and small, on his left and right. Originally, Ye Fan asked Ji Ziyue to come out to appreciate the moon, but his brother-in-law Ji Haoyue knew about it and insisted on coming along. Three moons serve Ye Fan alone, how can this be a small blessing? Ji Haoyue looked at Ye Fan with murderous intent. If this kid dared to make a move, he would smash him with the rising moon from the sea, and then four moons would serve Ye Fan alone.
"Master Lin, you came at a really bad time." Ye Fan looked up at the sky in despair, at a 45-degree angle, trying hard not to cry. "I'll give you the Bodhi seed again." Lin Xian handed the immortality elixir to Ye Fan, and the strange vision behind him disappeared immediately. He returned to his original state and turned into an ordinary mortal. He said calmly: "However, you are wrong about one thing." "In this world, besides the clear wind and bright moon, there is something else that is endless." "What is that?" Ye Fan took the Bodhi seed and the immortal medicine took effect. Suddenly, a great wisdom came to his mind. With a flash of inspiration, he said thoughtfully, "Could it be love and justice?" "Love your size!" Lin Xian said unhappily, "I'm talking about the Xuanhuang mother energy root in your body. With this thing, you can continuously produce Xuanhuang and Huangqi, which can be called a perpetual motion machine." The star Chen is in disorder, yin and yang are out of balance, and Xuanhuang is gushing out. Ordinary people believe that Xuanhuang is the chaotic energy. But true monks naturally don't think like this. They think that Xuan is the essence of heaven and yellow is the marrow of earth, which is the essence of heaven and earth, so Xuanhuang represents heaven and earth. Xuanhuang is the essence of heaven and earth, the mother energy of all things, and the immortal object that refines all tangible substances. It is not inferior to the nine divine golds. “So it can still be produced?” Ji Ziyue's eyes were filled with excitement. She looked at Ye Fan, who was like a donkey in a production team, with his shiny little tiger teeth and cute dimples showing at the same time. She said, "We have been through hardships together. We are friends of life and death. Hurry up and produce me some Xuanhuang Mother Qi that can be used to refine the Extreme Emperor Weapon!" Ji Haoyue also cast a strange look at him. Such extremely high-grade materials were something that even the ancient families did not have many of. "One side?" Ye Fan said unhappily, "Do you really think I'm the donkey of the production team? Besides, a wisp of Xuan Huang Qi is enough to crush a mountain. Even if I want to take it, I can't take it out now." “Who said that?” Lin Xian smiled slightly, raised the Chaos Green Lotus in his hand, and said leisurely: “Chaos gave birth to Green Lotus, which can even carry Chaos Qi, let alone Xuanhuang Qi.” "That's not enough. The Xuanhuang Mother Qi can only exhale a trace of excess Xuanhuang Qi in a year." Ye Fan shook his head and said, "If I really want to collect enough Xuanhuang Qi to refine the ultimate emperor weapon, you will have to wait for me for at least 10,000 years." "Like this." Ji Ziyue pouted in disappointment. Ten thousand years was too long. She had changed from a little fairy to an old woman. What else did she need the Jidao Emperor's soldiers for? "I have my chance." Ji Haoyue is proud and wants to seize the emperor's weapon, but he is also proud and would not do such a dirty thing as stealing the treasure from his own people. Lin Xian, on the other hand, didn't care at all, and said leisurely: "In ten thousand years, the materials for one imperial weapon can be made. In a hundred thousand years, it can be ten imperial weapons. If it takes a million years, maybe we can make the materials for an immortal weapon." There is no end to the wool Ye Tiandi can fleece. This is also the reason why Lin Xian did not look for other immortal gold. Immortal gold is rare and even more dangerous. There is no happiness like sitting on a mountain of gold and waiting to earn interest. "One million years, Master Lin, you really think highly of me." Ye Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and shook his head and said, "Who in the world can be immortal? If I really live for a million years, I will become an immortal." "When the time comes, I will make you a fairy weapon, not to mention the materials for the imperial weapon." (End of this chapter)