Chapter 373 [My son Ye Fan has the potential to be a Heavenly Emperor! ]
As the saying goes, one must first stabilize the country before fighting against foreign enemies. Jiang Tingting went on an expedition to Changbai Mountain to eliminate the hidden dangers, while Lin Xian personally went to the three overseas mountains, swept across Penglai, and helped the Heavenly Court to take root on the earth and seize a piece of fairyland.
Everyone in Heaven had their own things to do, except Emperor Ye. He rushed back to Earth from Beidou with great difficulty. He cherished the reunion very much, turned down many trivial matters, and fulfilled his filial duties by his parents' side.
But as time went on, both Ye's father and mother became worried. As the saying goes, a person is a treasure on the first day back home, a burden in the first week, and a pest in the first month.
"Xiao Fan, I heard from Saint Lin that you hold an important position in the Heavenly Court, right?"
Father Ye said seriously: "Men should focus on their careers and not stay at home all the time!"
“Actually, it’s not that important.” Ye Fan explained. He was just the Lord of Heaven. Heaven would be the same with or without him. He was just a ruthless stamping machine.
"But you can't fall behind in your cultivation, and you can't always revolve around us." Father Ye patted Ye Fan on the shoulder, showing a gratified smile and said: "Saint Lin has told us about your great achievements in Beidou."
"My son Ye Fan has the potential to be a Heavenly Emperor!"
"Everything?" Ye Fan's eyebrows suddenly raised, and he had a bad premonition. What on earth did the evil Saint Lin say to his parents?
"Career is not important, what about love!" Mother Ye came over holding Ye Tong and scolded her, "It's ok that you flirted with other girls on Beidou Star, but you didn't even give the girl a legitimate status. This time when you went home, you didn't even bring anyone back."
"Xiao Tong is very cute, but she is a child of the Jiang family. She can't stay in our house all the year round."
"Your father and I are both in our seventies and eighties, and we also want to hug our own grandson before we die..."
"I'll give you one year. We want to see the birth of the innate holy body!"
Ye's father and mother have lived on Earth all year round and have just embarked on the path of cultivation. How could they know about such things as the innate holy body and the Taoist fetus?
It must be the slander from Master Lin Sheng, who didn't let us go even after arriving on Earth.
Ye Fan gnashed his teeth in anger, but facing his parents, even though he was the Lord of Heaven, he was helpless and could only persuade them: "Mom, you are only in your early sixties, and you have embarked on the path of cultivation. Living for hundreds of years is like playing. Don't be so anxious."
"Tomorrow and tomorrow, how many tomorrows there are? If I wait for tomorrow all my life, everything will be wasted." Father Ye snorted coldly: "You said the same thing ten years ago, and ended up wasting Xu Qiong's time."
"She took care of us during the days you were away."
Ye Fan had a guilty look on his face. If there was anyone on earth he felt sorry for besides his parents, it would be Xu Qiong, a woman who had left a deep mark in his life.
If it weren't for the nine dragons pulling the coffin on Mount Tai, the two of them would probably have already started a family and established a career.
During this period, in addition to accompanying his parents, Ye Fan visited many old friends and took care of his classmates' families. Even the families of Liu Yunzhi, Wang Yan, and Li Changqing, he did not stand idly by.
The old people are gone, and there is nothing to say about the past grudges. The starry sky brings not only immortal fate, but also tragedy.
During the investigation, the only thing that surprised Ye Fan was Pangbo. There was a demon spirit transformed into Pangbo, accompanying his family.
When Ye Fan found the door, the demon was almost scared to death and honestly told the truth.
In ancient times, demons lived together with humans, and Pangbo's clan was the descendant of the demon god. They initially came to find him based on the story of the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, but later failed, so they turned to looking for someone with a strong bloodline of Pangbo's clan, wanting to lead them to the Ten Thousand Demons Valley for training. They have accompanied him for the past ten years without any ill intentions, and instead have fulfilled their filial piety for Pangbo.
"It's fine this way. I'll just think of it as a dream. I won't make the two old people sad and become as old as my parents."
Ye Fan sighed, gave the demon some pointers, gave him a few elixirs, and then told him, "The five-color altar will be built soon, and the real Pangbo will be back soon. Find a reason to travel far away, so that you can make a seamless transition."
The fake Pangbo thanks Pangbo profusely, bids farewell to Pangbo's family, and goes out to travel for two or three years. When the real Pangbo comes back, there will be some differences, and he can also attribute it to the variables encountered during the journey.
Looking at the appearance of Pangbo's family, although they are not as vigorous as Pangbo, they are all of strong build. Ye Fan thought thoughtfully that many prominent families in ancient times have been lost among the general public and become ordinary.
The ancient star of Honghuang is extraordinary to begin with, it is just silent now. When its spiritual energy revives in the future, many extraordinary bloodlines will surely rise, and king bodies and divine bodies will be born among the common people. It will surely be a prosperous era, and the situation of cultivation will not be weaker than that of the Beidou cultivation world.
"The source is in Kunlun Mountain..."
Ye Fan seemed to be thinking about something. He crushed a few elixirs and scattered them into the water dispensers of Pangbo's family, then floated away.
The civil strife in the Middle-earth was quelled, Tianlin and Penglai were destroyed one after another, and he was about to travel west to convert to Buddhism. As the lord of heaven, he had to go there to show his power before people and spread their faith.
The expedition to Jerusalem does not require Ye Fan to take any action. As the emperor, he only needs to sit there and look mysterious.
The heavenly army under his command swept across the four seas and eight wildernesses. The masters of the demon clan, Taoist sect, aristocratic families, and various sects all went out to fight, shouting slogans to welcome back the ancestral artifacts. Their morale was extremely high.
The invincible Crusaders of the Western tradition were undoubtedly defeated by the all-out force of Middle-earth, and then they kept moving forward!
The news shocked the entire Western spiritual community. The dark and light sects, which had been fighting among themselves, put aside their past grudges and came to support Jerusalem, including some legendary gods.
Under the holy city in the west, the Battle of Five Armies is about to break out.
"The ancestral bones and artifacts of the Yanhuang Emperors are displayed in the West and are displayed for onlookers. This is a shame for us, their descendants!"
"Today, the Heavenly Court has come to the mortal world to unify the prehistoric world. We will take back our ancestral artifacts and wash away the shame of our ancestors!"
The young master of Longhu Mountain shouted that there were not many Taoist sects in the Middle Earth that utilized the power of faith, and Longhu Mountain was one of them. The task of promoting the power of heaven and preaching to all living beings was naturally given to him.
"After reciting ten times, the heavens will sing in the distance, the emperors will perform rituals, the rivers and seas will be silent, the mountains will hide in the clouds, the sun and moon will stop, the Xuanji will not work, the demons will form, the ghosts and spirits will die, the corpse will rise to death, and the bones will become adults... …”
The Immortal Lin passed down the Sutra of Saving People, and the Taoists of the Lingbao Sect practiced it. Their power increased greatly, and they could even shake the beliefs of those with great supernatural powers. They brought out a full set of rituals, and their Taoist voices shook the sky, in an effort to save the people of the Western Taoist tradition.
Many Western paladins with weak minds converted instantly, took off their holy armor on the spot, put on Taoist robes, wore lotus crowns, and chanted the mantra of Lingbao Tianzun.
This kind of behavior in front of the Minotaur completely angered the Western Taoist school. Their strongest man appeared and his powerful aura was overwhelming.
"How dare you offend even the realm of God!"
"The crime of blasphemy shall be punished by death!"
A cold and merciless voice, as if it came from the ninth heaven, possessed a divine power that made many people tremble.
Many monks in heaven could not help but retreat, unable to bear this kind of aura.
Many old monks in the Middle-earth gasped and exclaimed in surprise, this is actually a king who has cut off the Dao!
"Great! It's God. We are saved!"
After a brief silence, Jerusalem was in an uproar and many ascetics cried for joy.
"The ancient royal family also pretends to be a god?"
Lin Xian smiled slightly, like a spring breeze blowing past, dispelling the pressure, and then walked in the air, saying calmly: "Don't say you are an ancient clan, even the real ancestor king I have seen, like the Great Sage Qianlun, I had a good chat with him."
"You are only a half-saint, not a true saint!"
Another huge voice was heard, no weaker than the previous one, and it was another king of the way of killing.
"A half-saint is still a saint."
Lin Xian sighed, shook his head and said, "You want to defeat a half-saint? Who do you think you are? An ancient emperor reincarnated? Or the son of the Emperor of Light?"
"If it's the former, I'll turn around and leave. If it's the latter, you can just fight me."
The holy power was so vast that it covered the mountains and rivers, and then it rushed up to the ninth heaven. It was so mighty and overwhelming that it suppressed the Slayer King, and even the glory of faith in the Western Holy City was dimmed.
"Rankong Finger!"
Lin Xiandao shouted, pointed out with one finger, and walked into the realm of semi-saint. He also created his own magic, which possessed great power.
With just a slight touch, the King of the Slaying Dao seemed to encounter a spatial turbulence. His body was cut into countless pieces and disintegrated in an instant. He didn't even make a scream. It was extremely strange.
Going against the flow to attack the immortals is exclusive to the emperor's sons and geniuses. Ordinary cultivators have no power to resist when facing the absolute crushing of the realm.
There is nothing against the will of heaven, no explosion, it is normal for saints to sweep away everything.
"How can it be!"
Another god trembled. He grew up in the ancient star of Honghuang and practiced Taoism for two or three thousand years. He had never seen the ancestor king. He thought that there was a gap between the Dao of Slashing and the Half Saint, but he should be able to make up for it with the magic weapon in his hand. But everything in front of him was beyond his imagination.
Is the Sanctuary Barrier really that big? !
"Kill!" The ancient king desperately sacrificed his semi-holy weapon. Countless runes intertwined and transformed into immortal lights to kill.
Lin Xian remained motionless, only sighing and saying, "After all, he has never seen the world. If he were the King of Beidou, he would use the Holy Weapon to fight."
Weapons of the same level are a joke in front of the body of the Ancient Saint.
As the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist was thrown out, countless golden lights flew into the sky, and with a bang, the semi-saint weapon was shattered.
Then came another punch, the color turned from gold to red, and blood rained down like a heavy rain, as if the heaven and earth were crying, and Jerusalem was shaking.
"God is dead!"
"The great demon of Middle-earth killed the gods!"
Many Western monks cried out in despair, unable to believe what they were seeing. Some fanatics even had their faith collapsed and committed suicide on the spot.
Only some old monks remained calm. They were the true descendants of Western Taoism, not believers, and knew the origin of the so-called God.
The Western tradition originated from the Son of God, and it worships the God of Light. It only has a cooperative relationship with these extraterritorial gods, who are not its real gods.
After killing the two gods, Lin Xian took out the Human Emperor Banner to summon their souls, extracted their memories, and learned a lot of secrets.
This clan of gods came from an ancient life star called "Tongtian". They crossed the starry sky and came to the ancient star of Honghuang. As a result, they were left here during the migration.
Because he has no racial heritage, he is considered half a casual cultivator and is ignorant and fearless of saints.
"Tongtian, Lingbao, the Sutra of Saving People, the God Clan..."
For a moment, Lin Xian narrowed his eyes and thought carefully. There must be a huge connection between them, but the clues were limited and he couldn't guess it.
Could it be that Lingbao Tianzun's resurrection and flying immortality are related to the way of faith? Is it related to the scriptures of saving people?
"The immortal way values life, and saves people without limit..."
Countless Taoist monks stepped out from the army of heaven. They entered the Holy City, chanting sutras to save people. Countless rays of light poured down, covering every corner of the Holy City.
They preach on behalf of Heaven, on behalf of the Emperor, and on behalf of all the gods.
The sound of the mighty scripture resounded through the sky, enlightening the people of the world and dispelling the murderous aura. The fanatics who originally wanted to commit suicide and the paladins who originally wanted to resist all calmed down.
Lin Xian also uttered words and evolved immortal sounds to purify everyone's hearts and cleanse their spirits. The more powerful the person, the greater the impact.
This sutra is the first of the three cave sutras of Taoism. It can dispel natural disasters, protect the emperor, ward off poison and save the people, and protect both men and women, and transform all mortal beings.
"Praise the Heaven, praise the Emperor of Heaven, praise Lin Tianzun..."
Countless Crusader monks sat cross-legged and chanted scriptures, joining the chorus. They looked solemn and majestic, as if they were immortals.
At this moment, the immortal light was shining, their cultivation was improved, their hidden injuries disappeared, their diseases also ceased to exist, and they gained enormous benefits.
"Too terrifying! This kind of power of salvation is unprecedented!"
The true monks of the Western Taoist tradition trembled and dared not stay for a moment, for fear that they would be saved if they were late for a second.
The Heavenly Army did not stop them, because they needed these monks to spread the message, arouse a full-scale resistance from the Western Taoist sect, and then wipe them out in one fell swoop.
"The power of the Perfect Sutra of Saving People is immense. What if we recite it together with the Sutra of Saving the God?"
"Spiritual treasures save people, ruthless people save gods."
“Who in the world cannot be saved?”
Lin Xian seemed to be thinking about something. The ruthless emperor wanted to compete with the nine great celestial masters. Could it be that the Soul-Saving Art was the devilish version evolved from the Sutra of Salvation?
The perfect Sutra of Saving People is not as terrifying as the Sutra of Saving Gods, but it breeds tranquility in its ordinariness.
You can save others, and you can also save your own soul and lead it into nothingness.
Although it has no combat power, no laws, and only a little sensitivity, it can illuminate the nine heavens and ten earths, the ten directions and three realms, and even the six realms of reincarnation!
He sat cross-legged on the top of the holy city, guarded by everyone, carefully pondering the difference between the Sutra of Saving People and the Sutra of Saving Gods. The mighty power of faith surged towards Lin Xian, carrying through the cycle of reincarnation. If you keep thinking about it, there will be a response.
This is the greatest mystery of faith, and also the mystery of saving people.
"The human path is vague, the immortal path is vast, the ghost path is joyful. When one is at the gate of life, the immortal path values life, the ghost path values death..."
"The power of thought is so terrifying that it can affect reincarnation and give us a glimpse into our next life."
"Even an Immortal Emperor can come back with this ability. It's really terrifying."
Lin Xian sighed and talked to himself, evolving a "Great and Mysterious Spiritual Treasure for the Infinite Salvation of Humankind"
Suddenly, a voice echoed in his ears, praising: "Yes, if you keep thinking about it, there will be a response. This is the greatest magical power in the world."
Lin Xian suddenly felt cold all over. Someone approached silently without him noticing. This was too terrifying. He couldn't help but ask in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
"My hair has turned white, and the years have flown by in vain. In a blink of an eye, several eras have passed. I almost forgot who I am." The mysterious voice sighed, "I didn't expect that in this Dharma Ending Age, there is still someone who remembers me."
"Junior, you look familiar. Well, there's another person who looks very familiar, too."
"Reincarnation is so profound that even an emperor cannot comprehend it completely."
Lin Xian looked back, and it was as if time had frozen, with everyone standing still, like a painting. In the painting, only he and the mysterious man who claimed to be the emperor could talk.
emperor?!
The emperor's corpse on Earth is psychic, so how could it have the magical power to freeze time? Among the emperors of humanity, even Xiaoyao Tianzun can only slightly touch the long river of time.
To be able to play with time, one must have touched the path of immortality and be a great achiever, truly achieving immortality and eternity.
And, such an emperor, such an Immortal Emperor.
Lin Xian happened to know one of them. Thinking of that name, he couldn't help but reveal a smile that was uglier than crying, and said in a trembling voice: "Are you really that one?!"
The ancient star of Honghuang is known as a place for raising corpses. The person before him is the number one corpse calamity in all the heavens and worlds, the Corpse Immortal Emperor who created the darkness and turmoil in the world sea, and his dark body.
"It's me." The Dark Immortal Emperor said calmly, "You practiced the Emperor's Scripture "Original True Explanation" that I created, and you were thinking about reincarnation, and you even knew of my existence."
"It's really rare, so I'll give you a surprise."
Surprise, not shock, I guess.
Lin Xian just wanted to slap himself twice. You are so stupid as to recite the sutras randomly. At first, he thought that at most he would provoke an Emperor of Light. He never expected that an Immortal Emperor would come. Who the hell can stand this?
"You don't have to be nervous. If I want to kill you, no one can stop me." The Dark Immortal Emperor said calmly, without any murderous intent revealed.
"Master, please be respected by your disciples!"
"You created the original scriptures, blessed the heavens and the worlds, and pointed out the path of cultivation for all races. Your great contributions and virtues are something we will never forget!"
Lin Xian was suddenly startled, and immediately bowed his head in worship, extremely pious, but in his heart he was already reciting the names of Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick frantically.
(End of this chapter)
