Chapter 58

Lin Xian said words that the Green Emperor's nineteenth-generation grandson didn't understand, bluffing all over the sky, and the Green Emperor's nineteenth-generation grandson also pretended to be confused, perfunctorily.

One old and one young, two foxes were testing each other. The Green Emperor's nineteenth-generation grandson couldn't do anything about Lin Xian, and Lin Xian couldn't kill the Green Emperor's nineteenth-generation grandson directly.

Although he could let the Heaven Swirl Saint do it directly, the Green Emperor was still alive.

Holding the Green Emperor's jade pendant to kill the Green Emperor's descendants was really unreasonable.

Moreover, the Green Emperor's nineteenth-generation grandson was not stubbornly resisting. Strictly speaking, he was also a Great Power in his own camp, just that there was a small contradiction and a small disagreement between the two.

"Medicine Old, have you ever heard the story of the Fire God Flame Emperor." Lin Xian smiled slightly, clapped his hands: "That Great Emperor's experience is actually quite similar to today."

"Flame Emperor..." The Green Emperor's nineteenth-generation grandson was slightly stunned. Among the 108 Venerables of Mythology, 72 Emperors of Taigu, and 36 Emperors of Desolate Ancient, there are more than 200 people who have attained the Dao. Is there such a Great Emperor?

"The Flame Emperor was once named Xiao Huohuo."

Lin Xian talked eloquently: "He was a genius boy who suddenly became a cripple after creating a cultivation record that was unprecedented in the family. All kinds of blows followed one after another..."

"Just when he was about to despair, a wisp of soul emerged from the ring on his hand, and a brand new door opened in front of him..."

"Flame Emperor." The Green Emperor's nineteenth-generation grandson finally understood the meaning of Lin Xian taking the name Medicine Old for him, and said in a deep voice: "You are letting the old man coexist with this kid."

"The way of coexistence is the tradition of the Green Emperor's lineage. Don't you see that when the Green Emperor rose in the past, he took root on a piece of bronze, and Medicine Old imitated the ancestor's path. Maybe there will be a great opportunity in the future."

Lin Xian said with a smile, and pointed outside: "Besides, it's not that you have to stay in Pang Bo's body forever. There is an Emperor Heart outside. Use Emperor blood to recast your body."

"Isn't it stronger than a demon god bloodline, and it's impossible to compare with the height of the Emperor's son and grandson, can't it compare with the fourth-generation grandson, fifth-generation grandson?"

The Green Emperor's nineteenth-generation grandson was moved. He was the Emperor's grandson, so he naturally understood how important the Great Emperor's bloodline was.

An Emperor's son, the lower limit is the ninth level of Quasi-Emperor, and there is more hope for alternative enlightenment.

The Emperor's grandson bloodline is thinner, but relying on the power of the bloodline, becoming a low-level Quasi-Emperor is more than enough.

The descendants of the next few generations, with the support of Emperor blood, have Great Saint as a minimum, and have hope to march into the Quasi-Emperor realm.

"Fellow Daoist's words are reasonable." The Green Emperor's nineteenth-generation grandson sighed: "It's just that my lifespan is about to run out."

Who in the world can be immortal? The Immortal Domain is incomplete, the universe is not complete, even the Great Emperor cannot be immortal, let alone a generation of Great Power.

In the years since the Green Emperor's tomb was extinguished, his lifespan dissipated with the wind. If it weren't for possessing Pang Bo, I'm afraid it wouldn't be long before he would have to fly away.

"The Green Emperor is still alive." Lin Xian said indifferently: "Even if the Great Emperor is not convenient to take action, my Heaven Swirl also has a Saint, and it is more than enough to supplement a Great Power."

There is a strange phenomenon in the Shrouding Heavens universe, that is, the more advanced the cultivator, the harder it is to continue life. At the level of the Great Emperor, unless you live a second life, only the Immortal Medicine and the Nine-Turn Immortal Pill can extend your life.

However, there are too many ways for ordinary cultivators to continue their lives. Techniques, Immortal Pills, Essence Blood, Medicine Kings... it can be described as varied.

"Or, it corresponds to that sentence: The movement of the Dao is the opposite, and the weak are the use of the Dao."

"Life will always find its own way. The weaker it is, the easier it is to survive."

"Powerful existences consume a large amount of divine energy in every move, and the innate essence in the body is scarce, but it is difficult to Nirvana and be reborn."

Lin Xian couldn't help but fall into deep thought. He thought of the Golden Crow Great Emperor, recalled the gatekeeper Guan Cheng, and couldn't help but think of the Taixu God King in Purple Mountain.

These three people have different realms and different encounters, but they all Nirvana and lived out their second life.

The similarity between them, perhaps, lies in weakness.

The Golden Crow Great Emperor has courage and courage, knows how to endure, encountered obstacles when crossing the tribulation at the peak of Quasi-Emperor, and in order to avoid the pursuit of the Supreme, deliberately failed the tribulation and destroyed his foundation to seek life.

He settled for many years on the planet transformed by the head of the Spiritual Treasure Heavenly Venerable, and finally Nirvana lived out his second life.

Guan Cheng was defeated by Ye the Heavenly Emperor, felt disheartened, did not move again, but guarded the city gate for more than six thousand years, and finally lived out his second life.

Jiang Taixu explored Purple Mountain, unfortunately trapped in it, exhausted, and could not move for four thousand years. It was a torment, but also a tempering, a quietness running through it.

Movement is the foundation of stillness, clarity is the source of turbidity, combat power and lifespan, just like yin and yang, influence each other.

Lin Xian pointed out what he had realized to the Green Emperor's nineteenth-generation grandson.

The Green Emperor's nineteenth-generation grandson thought carefully, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, his expression strange: "What realm are you exactly?"

"Wheel Sea secret realm." Lin Xian said frankly, he is also an Other Shore Great Power.

"Are you imitating the ancient sages, practicing a single secret realm?" The Green Emperor's nineteenth-generation grandson asked.

"I haven't been on the road of cultivation for long." Lin Xian smiled slightly: "Just the other shore that crossed the bitter sea."

"How is it possible!" The Green Emperor's nineteenth-generation grandson exclaimed: "If you are really in the Wheel Sea secret realm, how could you understand these."

This kind of thinking about the law of longevity, he only glimpsed a little bit from the notes left by the Green Emperor.

Lin Xian smiled without saying a word. If you can look down on time and live for tens of thousands of years, knowing how a Heavenly Emperor rose, you can also understand the law of longevity.

Just copy and paste. Lin Xian didn't practice to that realm, just sorted out the wisdom of others and summarized it.

However, the Green Emperor's nineteenth-generation grandson didn't know this. At this moment, he looked at Lin Xian with incomparably complex eyes.

Can't see through, can't see through at all.

"Or, this is the reason why the Emperor Ancestor chose him." The Green Emperor's nineteenth-generation grandson said in his heart, and finally chose to compromise, becoming Medicine Old parasitic in Pang Bo's body, becoming an external grandfather.

Solving this hidden danger, the cooperation between the Green Emperor and Heaven Swirl lineages had no obstacles. In the few years when the Old Madman was in seclusion for Nirvana, Lin Xian also had an extra helper.

The Green Emperor's nineteenth-generation grandson settled down, borrowed Pang Bo's bloodline to cultivate his own body, and Ye Fan also successfully met his good buddy Pang Bo.

"Ye Zi!" Pang Bo laughed, tears flowed down. 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 incomparably excited, patted Pang Bo on the shoulder, and had an incomparably sad feeling.

Walking all the way, classmates turned against each other, friends were separated, and they experienced too much, too much.

"Cultivation, becoming an immortal, is it really worth it?" Ye Fan whispered, incomparably complex. If he had a choice, he would rather be a mortal and accompany his parents.

"Throughout the ages, thousands of people have practiced, and only three or five have attained the Dao." Lin Xian said solemnly: "Is the meaning of cultivation just as simple as attaining the Dao?"

"Perhaps people will die in the end, but the will will last forever. We pursue immortals and the Dao, and what we achieve is the Dao fruit, but what is truly meaningful is that process."

Lin Xian said sonorously: "On the road, as long as you don't die, keep walking, pursue what you want, and compete with heaven for freedom!"

"Keep walking..." Ye Fan was thoughtful, and fighting spirit appeared in his eyes again, bowed: "I understand."

Lin Xian nodded with relief, watching Ye Fan go away.

System 10086 also said with relief: "Host, you finally..."

"Yes, finally fooled Ye the Heavenly Emperor." Lin Xian was covered in cold sweat, incomparably lucky: "If this kid doesn't practice the Dao, how can I hug his thigh? I have to pour him more chicken soup for the soul in the future."

System: "...Sure enough, it shouldn't have illusions about the host."