Chapter 140: 【Meeting the Emperor without worshipping, the true life is lost】 (Ask for monthly ticket)

"Meeting the Emperor without worshipping, the true life is lost, your name is on the reincarnation tablet!"

Lin Xian's majestic voice resounded throughout the small world, like a thunderclap. He stepped into the void, and one green lotus after another grew under his feet, like the master of creation, leading the style alone.

As if an Immortal King descended to the Nine Heavens, green lotuses bloomed, time wrapped around his body, evolved the Battle Saint Method, one hand was the Hengyu Furnace, one hand was the Western Emperor Tower, just ask if you are convinced!

The Green Flood Dragon King gritted his teeth and braced himself to top it, wanting to maintain some of the style of the Thirteen Great Bandits.

However, the words Lin Xian said in the next second almost scared the Green Flood Dragon King to death.

"Delaying to worship, it must be that you have a different heart." Lin Xian shouted, and one big hat after another was buckled down: "Green Flood Dragon King, are you thinking in your heart that the Green Emperor lineage is dead, escaped, and even the Green Emperor himself has hidden away? Now it is a broken household, without the majesty of the Great Emperor family."

"Do you think that even the Green Emperor is not good, didn't become an immortal, not as good as becoming an Emperor yourself, what kind of dog-fart Demon Emperor to respect, you are the Lord of the Demon Race yourself!"

"Convinced, convinced! Holy Master Lin, hurry up and take back the divine power."

In an instant, the Green Flood Dragon King was sweating profusely. Don't look at him as a King, in fact, he is not a Sage King, nor a King who cut the Dao, just a Great Power.

This kind of pot is also something he can carry. If he really admits it, don't talk about the Chaos Green Lotus, other demon race Kings and Great Powers would not spare him first.

In the face of Emperor power and the black pot, the Green Flood Dragon King slid and knelt incomparably smoothly, without any resistance, and shouted: "Worship the supreme Demon Emperor!"

"Pilgrims, pious and sincere, came from the Northern Region, just to see the Great Emperor, why bring killing intent."

After suppressing the Green Flood Dragon King, Lin Xian looked at the first Great Bandit, Old Immortal, and the half-piece Emperor Weapon on his head, and said calmly: "As a human race, do you want to start a massacre in the Ten Thousand Emperors Divine Temple?"

Old Immortal's voice was very ethereal and difficult to fathom: "The Thirteen Great Bandits dare not profane the Great Emperor."

As soon as the words fell, in the void, an eighty-one-step ladder like mutton-fat jade fell, cast by radiance, and led the several Great Bandits to the small divine world.

The first Great Bandit saw this and put away the Swallowing Heaven Demon Jar. People gave a step.

A Half-Sage plus half an Emperor Weapon is indeed invincible in the Eastern Wasteland, and vertical and horizontal in this life, but unfortunately, it is invincible in the present world, and the enemy of the past.

They forced out the foundation Saint and the Emperor Weapon, which was a grade higher than the Thirteen Great Bandits.

And it was not just one Sage. When Old Immortal stepped into the divine temple, looking at Wei Yi, the Jiang family Saint, the Yaochi Saint, and the two Emperor Weapons, his heart trembled, and he rejoiced that he had valued peace and did not use force.

Because this group of people really didn't talk about martial arts. Three Sages plus two Emperor Weapons, and a Quasi-Emperor Weapon, this lineup was enough to destroy a Sacred Land, but they were fishing and law enforcement here.

"Green Flood Dragon King, you and I have known each other for a long time, but I have been in the Northern Region for many days, but you have never come to meet me."

Lin Xian sighed and said: "What exactly did I do to make you so disrespectful to me? You don't even want to call me Alliance Master."

The Green Flood Dragon King was laughing on the face, but cursing in his heart. Who knew that this Alliance Master had wandered to the Northern Region, and actually, like the Southern Region, pulled up a second Immortal Alliance.

When the Ninth Great Bandit Jiang Yi notified them back then, he said it was a Holy Master of the Wu Shi lineage looking for them to cooperate.

Who knew that the spokesperson of the Wu Shi lineage and the Tianxuan Holy Master were the same person.

You have too many relationship networks.

"I really didn't know the Alliance Master had descended. Little King has lost his welcome." The Green Flood Dragon King lowered his eyebrows and said incomparably humbly: "Little King only knew that the Alliance Master was the Emperor's son-in-law, and didn't know that he also had a connection with the Great Emperor Wu Shi."

"I said long ago that I am the messenger of the various Emperors." Lin Xian shook his head and sighed: "I told you the truth, you didn't believe it, and forced me to make a move."

"Now I represent the Green Emperor, Great Emperor Wu Shi, Great Emperor Void, Great Emperor Hengyu... and ask you one sentence: Southern Region, Northern Region, which of the two Immortal Alliances is the orthodox one."

The Green Flood Dragon King looked at the statues of the various Emperors in the divine temple, then looked at the three Sages and the two Emperor Weapons, and without any hesitation, said incomparably crisply and neatly: "Naturally, the place where the Alliance Master is, is the orthodox Immortal Alliance!"

"That's good." Lin Xian smiled slightly and asked: "Is the Green Flood Dragon King willing to leave the Southern Region or join the Northern Region?"

"Naturally, the Northern Region." The Green Flood Dragon King naturally understood that those who know the times are heroes.

Once the showdown is revealed, Yan Ruyu will likely join the Northern Region Immortal Alliance with the Chaos Green Lotus, and the Southern Region will be left with only the Ji family, which is difficult to support alone.

Whoever can win, the Green Flood Dragon King helps.

"Green Flood Dragon King first leaves the Southern Region, then joins the Northern Region." Lin Xian said with deep meaning: "Still need some personnel to show sincerity."

"What did the Alliance Master take a fancy to? Take whatever you want from the treasure house." The Green Flood Dragon King gritted his teeth, knowing that this was the critical moment to hand in the redemption volume, and could not pull his crotch, otherwise it would be hard for him to settle old accounts in the future.

Only by handing in the redemption volume can he be forgiven for his past, and still be a member of the Immortal Alliance.

"I am the Alliance Master, not a bandit. Taking people's things requires a famous and reasonable reason."

Lin Xian smiled slightly and said: "I don't want anything else. I heard that there is a Holy Body in the Green Flood Dragon King's treasure house, which is the elder of my Saint Son's ancestors. I want to welcome it back, and I hope you agree."

As he spoke, Ye Fan also cooperated with the performance, tears in his eyes, and said painfully: "The unfilial descendant is ashamed of the ancestor, letting the ancestor's corpse flow outside, and I hope the Green Flood Dragon King will fulfill it."

The Green Flood Dragon King felt a bit greasy in his heart. You are a Holy Body from the other side of the starry sky, what does it have to do with my Big Dipper Holy Body? This source has to be traced back to the Holy Body ancestor of the mythological era.

This is not that they were one family five hundred years ago, but one family five million years ago.

But, those who know the times are heroes, the Green Flood Dragon King still agreed happily, and then listed the meeting.

Only one person attended the meeting among the Thirteen Great Bandits. The first Great Bandit, who was in the Half-Sage realm, held the Swallowing Heaven Demon Jar and sat down in front of the Ruthless Great Emperor's statue, while the other Great Bandits could only stand.

Looking at such a pattern, looking at the statues of the various Emperors, the remaining few Great Bandits felt awe in their hearts, and the original complaints and dissatisfaction now vanished.

The union of the Northern Region Immortal Alliance exceeded their imagination. This was a collision belonging to the Extreme Dao forces. The words were not about the pattern of the universe, a few life ancient stars, or related to the immortal secret, or it was a topic at the Great Emperor level.

If there was no half-piece Swallowing Heaven Demon Jar, the Thirteen Great Bandits would not even be able to enter the threshold of the divine temple.

Lin Xian walked to the statue of the Great Emperor Wu Shi, sat down slowly, looked at the first Great Bandit, and asked: "I am the spokesperson of the Great Emperor Wu Shi, descendant of the Great Emperor Hengyu, descendant of the Great Emperor Void, descendant of the Yaochi branch, Green Emperor's son-in-law, Tianxuan Holy Master. With this identity, can I be the fourteenth Great Bandit of the Northern Region?"

"It's an honor." The first Great Bandit understood, this was Lin Xian actively integrating into them, otherwise the whole alliance would be outsiders, which was too disharmonious.

So under the witness of the various Sacred Emperor Weapons, the Thirteen Great Bandits swore an alliance with blood and worshipped again, and Lin Xian became the fourteenth Great Bandit among the Thirteen Great Bandits.

It's just that he doesn't participate in the bandits attacking the Sacred Land, but focuses on managing the Northern Region faith, belonging to an honorary Great Bandit.

Then Old Immortal signed a treaty with several Sages. The Thirteen Great Bandits no longer attacked Yaochi's mining area, but targeted other Sacred Land sects, such as the Yaoguang Sacred Land, Yaoguang sect, and Yaoguang lineage.

As for the Jiang family mining area, because of the existence of the Ninth Great Bandit Jiang Yi, the Thirteen Great Bandits did not attack it, which was a tacit understanding, but now it has officially formed an alliance.

Yaochi, Jiang family, and the Thirteen Great Bandits were all the Extreme Dao forces in the Eastern Wasteland Northern Region, and were condensed together by Lin Xian in various ways.

Since then, there have been no great enemies in this area.

After the Black Emperor reported to the Wu Shi Bell and got the default, Lin Xian completely let go of his hands and feet, focusing on developing faith, covering the mountains and rivers of the Northern Region.

Promoting the reputation of the various Emperors and Holy Bodies, Lin Xian, as an agent, scolded the evil of the Undying Emperor, depicting him as the ultimate demon king. All the suffering in the world was brought by him, which could be called the source of all evil.

With the support of the three families, a glorious big sect rose from the ground, unstoppable. The divine temple faith did not target practitioners. In this world, the creatures that can practice are ultimately a minority, and the mortal world is the majority.

Mortals seem fragile, life is only a hundred years, not as strong as practitioners, and can offer powerful thoughts, but they are better in space and time.

Countless creatures multiply and live, spread across the universe, blood inherits life, and spirit is also a kind of longevity. Thousands of years, ten thousand years, mortals offer sacrifices uninterruptedly, which is also a kind of alternative immortality.

A Great Emperor's lifespan in one life is only more than ten thousand years, and the race spreads for ages, and there is no lack of those who have continued from the mythological era, and even the Luan Ancient and Immortal Ancient eras.

If you don't become an immortal, in the face of time, no matter how strong an individual is, it is just a brilliant flower, fleeting in the long river of the universe.

In a sense, becoming a mortal is eternal!

"If you want to be a dragon and elephant of all Buddhas, first be a horse and cow of all living beings."

Lin Xian pondered the Buddhist teachings, contacted the power of faith, and had an alternative realization: death is eternal, and mortals are eternal.

Those brilliant ones will eventually wither. At the end of reincarnation, everything will come to an end. Prosperity fades, and what remains is just ordinary.

If the era of absolute spirit comes, how can the extraordinary manifest?

Except for the immortal Red Dust Immortal, perhaps only the power of faith.

So, Lin Xian gave an order, ordering the practitioners under his command to build water and roads, truly helping mortals.

Some believers prayed that travel was inconvenient, and generations of people were trapped by big mountains. The Holy Body Ye Fan went to pick up two big mountains and opened up the road.

Some mortal kingdoms had chaos. The Big Black Dog descended, cut the mess with a sharp knife, directly killed the high-level officials who caused chaos, and unified several kingdoms within a few days. The mortal people called it loyalty and worshipped it as the Black Emperor.

Some believers were plagued by diseases. Lin Xian did not skimp on the power of faith, but learned from the Great Emperor Amitabha, feeding back the collected power of faith to everyone, eliminating disasters and difficulties for them, and preventing all diseases.

Taken from the people, used for the people, such actions received feedback.

Strands, strips of pure and flawless radiance rose, flying from all directions. Alone, they were small and fragile, but when they gathered together, they could be said to be ten thousand zhang of light, incomparably holy.

Countless pure thoughts gathered, deposited there, heavier than mountains and rivers, possessing an immortal aura, power that can turn decay into magic. If bathed in it for a long time, practitioners can prolong their lives.

Lin Xian bathed in the radiance, holding the Human Emperor Banner, surrounded by faith, a circle of light appeared behind his head, like a righteous immortal, his eyes incomparably deep, as if listening to the Dao scriptures.

If you think about it, there will be an echo.

At this moment, it really came true. Lin Xian sensed his own passing self that was gradually drifting away, wandering in the long river of time, tracing the imprint of his ancestors along the fragments of the Dao of countless creatures.

Many creatures, regardless of cultivation realm, regardless of race and bloodline, can always see in their dreams pictures they have never seen before. That is the obsession of their ancestors, the most profound memory, engraved in the bloodline genes, and inherited together.

Worship of gods, fear of snakes, fear of wild beasts, have become instinct, which is the result of ancestors experimenting with blood and tears.

A touch of radiance appeared, bloodline continued, it is a burden, it is a memory of the past, the achievements of ancestors cannot be forgotten, the glory of time cannot be forgotten.

Who still remembers that the Solar Holy Emperor lit up the path of human progress

Who still remembers that Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs, worked hard, and founded the foundation

Who still remembers that at the end of the Primordial Era, the universe changed greatly, and the Great Emperor Nuwa cried blood to mend the sky.

Desolate Ancient years, Primordial years, Mythological years, one by one, scene by scene, like a revolving lantern flying past in the eyes, never staying, tracing back to the more ancient past, walking toward the mist.

Never forget, keep history in mind, and permanently engrave it in the descendants.

"Rumble!"

Lin Xian broke through in this extreme, naturally stepping into the Four Extremities Secret Realm, not just faith, not just bloodline, not just ancestor imprints, he truly connected the heaven and earth Dao!

The Dao roared, and suddenly a white paper boat appeared, like a bright lamp, illuminating time, dispelling the mist.

Then one, two, three... thousands of sails passed, hundreds of boats competed, time flowed like a roar, and in a blink of an eye, it was ten million kalpas.

The white paper boat was like a dragon head, leading the style, rushing to the end of the Dao!

Keep moving forward! Forward! Forward!

Beyond the universe, beyond the other shore, beyond time, beyond everything.

Countless faiths resonated, calling out to the past self. The Great Dao of heaven and earth evolved, and in the deepest part of his bloodline, Lin Xian actually caught a glimpse of an era, witnessing the glorious years.

A grain of dust can fill the sea, a blade of grass can cut off the sun, moon, and stars, and the world can turn upside down in a snap.

Heroes rise together, ten thousand races stand, various Sages compete for hegemony, shaking the sky and earth. Ask the vast land, who is the master of ups and downs?!

A teenager walked out of the wilderness, and all legends and myths started from here...

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