Chapter 74 [Competing with Heaven for Freedom]
Lin Xian spoke in a language that the 19th generation grandson of the Qing Emperor could not understand, and lied to him. The 19th generation grandson of the Qing Emperor also pretended to be confused and responded perfunctorily on the surface.
Two foxes, one old and one young, were testing each other. The nineteenth generation grandson of the Green Emperor couldn't do anything to Lin Xian, and Lin Xian couldn't kill the nineteenth generation grandson of the Green Emperor directly.
Although he could let Saint Tianxuan take direct action, the Qing Emperor was still alive.
It is really unacceptable to use the jade pendant of the Qing Emperor to kill his descendants.
Moreover, the nineteenth generation grandson of the Green Emperor did not put up a stubborn resistance. Strictly speaking, he was also a powerful man in his own camp. It was just that there were some minor contradictions and disagreements between the two sides.
"Master Yao, have you ever heard of the story of the Fire God Yan Emperor?" Lin Xian smiled slightly and clapped his hands, saying, "The experience of that great emperor is surprisingly similar to today."
“Emperor Yan…” The nineteenth generation grandson of Emperor Qing was slightly stunned. Among the one hundred and eight mythological masters, the seventy-two emperors of the ancient times, the thirty-six emperors of the prehistoric times, and more than two hundred enlightened beings, is there such a great emperor?
"Emperor Yan was once named Xiao Huohuo."
Lin Xian said eloquently, "He was a talented young man. After creating an unprecedented cultivation record for his family, he suddenly became a useless person, and all kinds of blows followed one after another."
"Just when he was about to despair, a ray of soul emerged from the ring on his hand, and a brand new door opened before him..."
“Yan Emperor.” The nineteenth-generation grandson of Qing Emperor finally understood the meaning of Lin Xian naming him Yao Lao, and said in a deep voice: “You want me to coexist with this kid.”
"The way of symbiosis is the tradition of the Qing Emperor. When the Qing Emperor rose to power, he was rooted in a piece of bronze. Yao Lao imitated the path of his ancestors. He may have a great opportunity in the future."
Lin Xian said with a smile, and pointed outside: "Besides, it doesn't mean that you have to stay in Pangbo's body all the time. There is an emperor's heart outside, which will use the emperor's blood to rebuild your body."
"Isn't it that if it is not stronger than a demon god's bloodline, it cannot reach the level of the emperor's own son or grandson? Can it be that it cannot be compared with the fourth generation grandson or fifth generation grandson?"
The nineteenth generation grandson of the Qing Emperor was moved. He was a descendant of the Great Emperor and naturally understood how important the Great Emperor's bloodline was.
The son of a great emperor, whose lowest level is the ninth level of quasi-emperor, has a better chance of achieving enlightenment in another way.
The bloodline of the emperor's grandson is a little thinner, but relying on the power of his bloodline, it is more than enough to become a low-level quasi-emperor.
The next few generations of descendants, with the support of the emperor's blood and the guarantee of the Great Sage, have hope of advancing into the quasi-emperor realm.
"You are right, Daoist friend." The nineteenth-generation grandson of the Green Emperor sighed, "It's just that my life span is almost exhausted."
Who in the world can be immortal? The fairyland is imperfect, the universe is incomplete, even the emperor cannot live forever, let alone a great and powerful person.
During those years in the Green Emperor's Tomb, his life span had dissipated with the wind. If he had not taken over Pang Bo's body, he would have died in no time.
"The Green Emperor is still alive." Lin Xian said calmly: "Even if the Great Emperor is not convenient to take action, I have saints in Tianxuan, so it is more than enough to add a powerful one."
There is a strange phenomenon in the Great Universe of Shrouding the Sky, that is, the higher the level of the cultivator, the more difficult it is to prolong his life. When it comes to the level of the Great Emperor, unless he lives his whole life again, only the Immortal Medicine and the Nine-Transformation Pill can prolong his life.
However, ordinary cultivators have too many ways to prolong their lives, including skills, elixirs, blood essence, medicine... they are quite diverse.
"Or, it just goes to show the saying: The opposite is the movement of the Tao, and the weak is the use of the Tao."
"Life will always find a way out. The weaker it is, the easier it is to survive."
"Powerful beings consume a lot of divine energy with every move they make. The innate essence in their bodies is scarce, making it difficult for them to achieve nirvana and be reborn."
Lin Xian couldn't help but fall into deep thought. He thought of the Golden Crow Emperor, recalled the gatekeeper Guan Cheng, and couldn't help but think of the Purple Mountain Taixu Divine King.
These three people have different realms and experiences, but they all achieved nirvana and lived a second life.
The similarity, perhaps, lies in weakness.
The Golden Crow Emperor was a man of courage and determination, and knew how to endure. When he was at the peak of his quasi-emperor status and encountered obstacles in his tribulation, he deliberately failed in his tribulation to avoid being hunted down by the Supreme Being, and destroyed his own foundation in order to survive.
On the planet transformed from Lingbao Tianzun's head, he remained silent for many years, and finally reborn in Nirvana to live a second life. After being defeated by Ye Tiandi, Guan Cheng was disheartened and did not move again. Instead, he guarded the city gate for more than 6,000 years and finally lived a second life.
Jiang Taixu explored the Purple Mountain and was unfortunately trapped inside. He ran out of energy and could not move for four thousand years. It was a torment and also a test, with a sense of silence running through it.
Movement is the basis of stillness, clarity is the source of turbidity, combat power and lifespan, just like yin and yang, influence each other.
Lin Xian passed on his insights to the 19th generation grandson of the Qing Emperor.
The nineteenth-generation grandson of the Green Emperor thought about it carefully, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes. He asked with a strange look: "What realm are you in?"
"The Secret Realm of the Wheel Sea." Lin Xian said frankly. He was also a powerful being from the other side.
"Are you following the example of the ancient sages and practicing in a single secret realm?" asked the nineteenth generation grandson of the Green Emperor.
"I have only recently started my journey of cultivation." Lin Xian smiled slightly, "I am just crossing to the other side of the sea of suffering."
"How is it possible!" The nineteenth-generation grandson of the Green Emperor cried out: "If you are really in the Secret Realm of the Wheel Sea, how could you possibly comprehend these things?"
He had only glimpsed a little bit of this kind of thinking about the way to immortality in the notes left by the Green Emperor.
Lin Xian smiled without saying anything. If you can look down on the years and live for hundreds of thousands of years, and know how a Heavenly Emperor rises, you can also comprehend the method of immortality.
It was just copy and paste. Lin Xian had not cultivated to that level. He just sorted out the wisdom of others and summarized it.
However, the nineteenth generation grandson of the Green Emperor did not know this. At this moment, he looked at Lin Xian with an extremely complicated gaze.
Can't see through, can't see through at all.
"Or, this is the reason why the Emperor chose him." The nineteenth generation grandson of the Green Emperor thought to himself, and finally chose to compromise. He became a medicine old man who parasitized in Pangbo's body and became a plug-in grandfather.
After solving this hidden danger, the Qing Emperor and Tianxuan lineages cooperated without any hindrance. During the years when the old madman was in seclusion and striving for nirvana, Lin Xian also had an extra helper.
The nineteenth generation grandson of the Green Emperor fell into silence, and with the help of Pangbo's bloodline, he cultivated himself. Ye Fan also successfully met his good friend Pangbo.
"Ye Zi!" Pangbo laughed and tears flowed down his face. The feeling of being locked in a small dark room was really uncomfortable.
"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive!" Ye Fan was extremely excited and patted Pangbo's shoulder, feeling extremely sad.
Along the way, classmates turned against each other, good friends lost each other, and I went through so much, so much.
"Is it really worth it to practice and become an immortal?" Ye Fan whispered in a very complicated voice. If he had a choice, he would rather be a mortal and stay by his parents' side.
"Throughout the ages, among tens of millions of people who have practiced cultivation, only three or five have achieved enlightenment." Lin Xian said solemnly, "Could it be that the meaning of cultivation is just as simple as achieving enlightenment?"
“Perhaps people will die one day, but their will will live forever. We pursue immortality and the Tao, and our achievements are the fruits of the Tao, but the truly meaningful part is the process.”
Lin Xian said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "On the road, as long as you are not dead, just keep going, pursue what you want, and compete with the sky for freedom!"
"Let's go on..." Ye Fan seemed to be thinking about something, and fighting spirit reappeared in his eyes. He clasped his fists and said, "I understand."
Lin Xian nodded with satisfaction and watched Ye Fan go away.
System 10086 also said with relief: "Host, you finally..."
"Yes, I finally fooled Emperor Ye Tian." Lin Xian broke out in a cold sweat and said with great relief: "If this kid doesn't practice Taoism anymore, how can I curry favor with him? I will have to feed him more spiritual chicken soup in the future."
System: "...Sure enough, he shouldn't have any illusions about the host."
(End of this chapter)
