Chapter 293

"Need more money?"

Lin Xian was puzzled at first, then suddenly realized; this was not said to him, but to the Emperor Fuxi Emperor, Wa Emperor, and even Amitabha Buddha behind him.

In the Great Universe of the First Generation, there are only three most ancient ones; the Primordial Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun Meng Qi has deep karma and cannot transcend for several kalpas, and the remaining Wa Emperor and Amitabha Buddha are fighting for one spot.

The weight of the Primordial Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun Meng Qi is extremely heavy; he is not just one person, but has the Golden Emperor Gu Gu Xiaosang, Yang Jian, and a group of Other Shore beings behind him; one could even say that whoever he helps wins.

"This is a multiple-choice question; whoever he helps wins, and the Primordial Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun sits firmly on the fishing platform."

"To sit firmly on the fishing platform, one cannot easily make a move; whoever wins, he helps!"

Under the gaze of Boy Silver Horn, Lin Xian put away the paper that had settled for ages, nodded thoughtfully and said: "So that's it, I have already realized it. Thank you, Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun, for your guidance, and thank you, Immortal Venerable Silver Horn, for leading the way."

Involving the game between the three most ancient ones—Wa Emperor, Primordial, and Amitabha—even the Emperor Fuxi Emperor is just a foil and can only go with the flow.

In front of these Other Shore beings, who dares to say they are the protagonist? Even the second-generation Primordial Meng Qi once had a process of struggling in the bitter sea, and none of it was a predetermined option.

The first-generation Primordial not only has Meng Qi as his successor but also has the Great Sage Sun Sun Wukong as a backup plan.

"Immortal Venerable?" Boy Silver Horn's mouth curled up slightly, but he said: "I dare not accept such a title from a predestined person; just call me Boy Silver Horn."

A seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's gate, let alone the boy attendant of an Other Shore being, can sit on equal footing with any existence below the Other Shore.

"That's not right; the two Immortal Venerables, Golden Horn and Silver Horn, have accompanied the Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun for many years, and although they are called boy attendants, they are no different from named disciples."

Lin Xian chuckled and cupped his hands: "One day when I go down to the lower realm to spread the Dao and pass on the Dharma, I will definitely let the beings of the myriad worlds know the prestige of the two Immortal Venerables, that you are under the Moral Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun and are also sages of the Daoist sect."

"Too much, too much." Boy Silver Horn kept declining, but his smile did not diminish, his face glowing; the two brothers had followed the Moral Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun for countless years, what scenes had they not seen?

If Lin Xian had used flat peaches or ginseng fruit to please them, Boy Silver Horn would definitely have disdained it.

But for this empty name, let alone the two boy attendants, even the second-generation Primordial Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun who opened heaven and earth could not escape it, and he loved showing off in front of others the most.

As boy attendants, what they were most obsessed with was the status of master and disciple; having been boy attendants for so many years, Silver Horn and Golden Horn dreamed of officially entering the sect of the Moral Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun.

But for this kind of thing, if the Moral Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun didn't mention it actively, who would dare to force it?

Only Lin Xian, a newborn calf not afraid of tigers, followed the game of the three Other Shore beings, guessed the true body of the Moral Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun, and then tentatively said: "Under the Moral sect, one must naturally promote the Great Dao, spread wonderful methods, save all living beings, and proclaim the prestige of the Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun."

"If the two Immortal Venerables have immeasurable merit and morality added to their bodies, they will definitely be favored by the Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun."

Boy Silver Horn was immediately moved, but hesitated: "My brother and I have served the Master in Doushuai Palace all year round, and only went down to the lower realm once during the Journey to the West, occupying the mountain as king, and never passed down a lineage."

"I can act on your behalf." Lin Xian said leisurely: "Doing moral things not only adds the Qi of the five virtues to one's body but can also evolve myths and form legends, which will also be beneficial to the two Immortal Venerables."

"I will discuss it with Senior Brother Golden Horn." Boy Silver Horn gritted his teeth and agreed; since ancient times, most of the existences who could enter Doushuai Palace were Other Shore beings, and cultivators with low realms like Lin Xian were very rare, and all were people with infinite potential.

Opportunity knocks but once; if he could build a good relationship now, perhaps he could let Lin Xian put in a good word in front of the Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun in the future.

Moreover, the innate divine spirit body has deep shackles; for so many years, the two boy attendants have always been in the legendary realm and have not reached legendary perfection.

If they could use Lin Xian's hands to leave endless legends in the Real World, imprint themselves, and reach the realm of legendary perfection, they would barely meet the threshold of the Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun's disciples.

You know, among the twelve golden immortals under the Primordial Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun, only a few are in the creation realm, and the rest are only legendary perfection.

"Good, good." Lin Xian smiled slightly, made a Daoist salute, and was self-satisfied.

The most ancient ones have the plans of the most ancient ones; the people who can do subtraction and become empty for them are not Other Shore beings, but at the very least, they are those with perfect creation.

Below perfect creation, one doesn't even have the qualifications to be a pawn, just dust on the chessboard.

Lin Xian does not covet proving the Other Shore in two hundred years; that is too delusional.

But by taking advantage of the game of the Other Shore and the flourishing luck of the final kalpa, there is great hope to sprint to a legendary or even creation realm in two hundred years.

The Other Shore has the game of the Other Shore, and the disciples of the Other Shore have the calculations of the disciples of the Other Shore.

Currently, he can't gnaw on the Moral Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun, but can't he gnaw on the two boy attendants, Golden Horn and Silver Horn?

A long-standing legend is equivalent to a True Immortal in the Perfect World; if he reaches legendary perfection in the future, he will be comparable to a Quasi-Immortal King, a true immortal figure.

Anything they reveal from their hands is enough for Lin Xian, who is in the human realm, to eat his fill.

After walking out of the scripture library, the two boy attendants, Golden Horn and Silver Horn, no longer led Lin Xian to pay respects to the Moral Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun, but led him out of Doushuai Palace.

The moment he stepped out of Doushuai Palace, Lin Xian only felt his physical body suddenly lighten, becoming increasingly close to the Dharma principles of heaven and earth, almost achieving the Outer Scene on the spot and condensing the Eight-Nine Dharma Image.

At the same time, he felt his Primordial Spirit become heavy, as if shrouded in a layer of mist in the dark, re-weaving an identity, and a memory appeared in his mind, natural and perfect.

"A disciple of a branch of the Langya Ruan family, Ruan Xian, ranked second among the young people of this generation, also known as Ruan Erlang."

"Because he was born in a branch lineage, he had no chance to learn the core divine arts of the family, so after opening the orifices, he chose to enter the Chunyang Sect, with the Daoist name Daoist Qingyuan."

"Erlang, Daoist Qingyuan, Eight-Nine Mysterious Art, this is for fear that others don't know my identity."

Lin Xian murmured, realizing in his heart that this is the foundation of existence, the identity arranged for him by the Moral Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun, the household registration given to him by God.

This is the first layer of his avatar on the surface; if a person with great supernatural powers breaks through the mist, they will discover that his second layer of avatar is not Daoist Qingyuan of the Daoist sect, but a person of the Emperor Fuxi Emperor.

The second layer of avatar is used to cover up his third layer of avatar, a visitor from another world.

"Fellow Daoist Ruan." Boy Golden Horn walked over with a smile, stuffed two Daoist books into Lin Xian's hands, and lowered his voice: "Please."

"If it can be done, we will not forget your benefits." Boy Silver Horn also secretly took out a golden gourd and gave it to Lin Xian, instructing: "Inside are the first, second, and third turn Golden Dans that we brothers refined; use them sparingly."

"Good."

Lin Xian nodded, took the things, but felt a chill in his heart for no reason, and a thought appeared in his mind: "This is the bitter sea!"

Even as a boy attendant of an Other Shore being, as a great power born as a legend, one cannot escape this hurdle, like an NPC refreshing and correcting randomly.

Even if one advances to creation, one cannot get rid of the identity of data, at most counting as an NPC with memory.

In the Great Universe of the First Generation, there seem to be so many realms, but in reality, there are only three: Dao Fruit, Other Shore, and below the Other Shore!

With one step, radiance flowed, Lin Xian left Doushuai Palace, and what came into view was the Six Paths of Reincarnation Space!

(End of chapter)