Chapter 315

The moment the Taiyin Human Emperor was incorporated into the spirit banner, wisps of imperial Dao rules intertwined, cold and bone-chilling, freezing the soul, and even dyeing the banner white.

At this moment, the Human Emperor's true spirit actually stabilized, unaffected by the external universe, and resided permanently in the Human Emperor Banner.

The white banner swayed in the wind, and the supreme Taiyin holy power swept over. Black mist covered the sky and earth, and that kind of destructive power turned everything into powder, becoming frozen earth, turning all vitality into a dead land, eternal silence!

Lin Xian's expression was strange. This time it really wasn't his deliberate doing; Taiyin holy power is just this color. A black moon illuminated the past and present, and the Dao rules like divine chains were scattered, extremely yin and soft, freezing everything.

Freezing the universe, making the long river of time stagnate, making the original matter frozen, and making the great void stagnate in expansion.

It was as if heaven and earth were pulled into the ruins, entropy increased to the maximum value, and it entered the heat death era.

But because of the law of conservation of energy, energy does not disappear, it only transfers.

At that time, the temperature of all matter reaches a balance, but it does not disappear, evenly distributed in every angle of the boundless void, everywhere, nowhere, boiling the great universe into a cold, thick soup.

This is the Taiyin Great Dao!

Ye Fan gazed at this scene, thoughtful, and a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind, muttering: "At the end of reincarnation, Taiyin evolves to the extreme—isn't that the final Underworld?"

In an instant, everyone shuddered, looking at Ye Fan in unison, as if wanting to see through something.

"I was just saying it casually." Ye Fan was stunned; this was just his simple conjecture.

Lin Xian took the white-bannered, black-poled Human Emperor Banner, felt something, and whispered: "Perhaps, the original banner was used to summon ancestors and sacrifice to heroic spirits."

"This is in line with the true meaning of the reincarnation Great Dao, and it is the embodiment of yin virtue leaving a glimmer of life."

Refining the Ten Thousand Soul Banner is just an evil path, using the slaughter of living beings to obtain blood energy and evil energy to refine magic weapons. The efficiency is too low, and the quality of the vitality produced is also extremely poor.

Even if it is finally refined, the ten thousand ghosts inside are either resentful and forced to work, or they have completely become puppets, unable to exert any subjective initiative at all.

How can it compare to the heroic spirits of ancestors who are of the same root and origin? Once the family is in trouble, for the sake of descendants and the human race of later generations, they are willing to shed their blood and use all their strength to fight.

One is half the effort for twice the result, and the other is twice the effort for half the result.

Only by mobilizing the enthusiasm of ghosts is it a genuine Human Emperor Banner.

"It's not just the heroic spirits of ancestors; the founders also reside in it."

Shakyamuni examined the Human Emperor Banner, realized something, and proposed another direction: in the Underworld of the Human Emperor Banner, establish the position of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

The Human Emperor Banner and the Bodhisattva Realm merged into one, led by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and also had a steady stream of faith power pouring in.

Besides descendants, disciples and grandchildren are also an open-source direction.

One is a sacrifice in the direction of bloodline, and the other is a worship at the level of spirit.

The Human Emperor Banner is the Bodhisattva Realm, and the Bodhisattva Realm is the Human Emperor Banner. High monks of the Buddhist sect enter Nirvana, and their relics enter it, receiving offerings from later believers of the Buddhist sect, and entering Nirvana to become Buddhas.

At that time, when the big banner is shaken, the Human Emperor manifests, ten thousand Buddhas follow, sublimating to the extreme.

Then, is the Human Emperor Banner still the Human Emperor Banner?

"This banner can seal Buddhas, and can also seal gods!"

Lin Xian's eyes burst with brilliance, finding a path that could be deduced, using the offerings of descendants as a foundation, appointing ancestor heroic spirits as gods, incense never ending, Underworld ghosts and gods.

In this way, the white banner finally got rid of the awkward status of an evil ghost weapon and sublimated into a reincarnation heavy weapon that suppresses the Underworld, having a sense of uprightness and magnificent Dao.

Still that sentence: robbers will never be as profitable as opening a bank!

Ghost banner evil weapon, burning, killing, and looting, is a desperate act of digging up the roots of leeks, which can only be enjoyed once. How can it compare to the population dividend of children giving birth to grandchildren, grandchildren giving birth to children, and children and grandchildren without end.

Next, several people left the Feng family and headed to the Eastern Wasteland earth to seek the traces of the divine thoughts of the Great Completion Sacred Body.

The Blood Pagoda and the Central Plains Immortal Mansion would not move and were easy to find, but the evil thoughts of the Great Completion Sacred Body wandered everywhere, not knowing where to hide, like a drop of water merging into the sea. Even if a Quasi-Emperor took action, there was no way to overturn the Eastern Wasteland and check every blade of grass and tree.

"If the mountain doesn't come to me, I will go to the mountain."

After searching in vain, Lin Xian clapped his hands and smiled: "I have a plan that can make the divine thoughts of the Great Completion Sacred Body come to the door automatically."

"What is your plan?" Ye Fan asked suspiciously: "You won't go to Duan De, right? That dead fatty's asking price is very high."

"Why do we need Duan De to take action? We only need a Desolate Ancient Sacred Body." Lin Xian laughed, laughing meaningfully.

Ye Fan shuddered, and an ominous feeling surged in his heart.

Half a day later, Lin Xian crossed the Central Plains, came to an ancient city, and in the ruins near a few ancient yin trees, carved a few words.

【Desolate Ancient Sacred Body Ye Fan】

This is a unique contact method of the ancient killer god dynasty. A few days later, the killer responded that killing Ye Fan would require 5 million jin of source.

"Damn, these killers are richer than the Source Heavenly Master."

In an instant, Lin Xian's eyes turned red, only feeling that his heart was bleeding.

"My money, my Saint Master's money!"

"Wait for you to finish assassinating Ye Fan, and I will take Ye Fan to the door for revenge, earning back the principal and interest."

"No one can take food from my Saint Master's mouth, no one!"

In order to act realistically, Lin Xian gritted his teeth, endured the pain, took out a part of the Ye Tianxuan Treasury's collection, and placed it in the ruins.

Not long after, a shocking piece of news shocked the Eastern Wasteland earth!

The Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, who had passed the Four Extremities Heavenly Tribulation, encountered an assassination by the killer god dynasty. Although he killed all the killers, he was also seriously injured and was on his last breath, about to die.

The world was shaken, and the news not only echoed in the Eastern Wasteland but also swept across the Central Plains, Northern Plains, Southern Ridge, and Western Desert like a storm.

Some gloated, some sighed with regret, some cried with sadness, some were cold and ruthless, and some questioned that this was a fake news.

However, half a day later, the Ye Tianxuan Sacred Land, where the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body was located, admitted this news.

The Feng family Saint Master, God Wang Jiang Taixu, and others even used their connections to invite the most brilliant King Divine Doctor in the Eastern Wasteland to diagnose.

The result was that there was no way to save him, and he could only wait for death!

"Ye Sacred Body, on his last breath, like a living dead person, can only live for fourteen days at most." The King Divine Doctor shed tears, cooperating with the acting, and sighed: "If you want to save your life, unless you find an Undying Medicine, or live a second life."

Everyone sighed, putting the Sacred Body, who was like a vegetable, into a divine coffin, hoping to use the power of the divine coffin to let him revive.

"No, Ye Zi, Little Ye Zi, without you, how can I live."

"Didn't expect that at this age, the white-haired person sends the black-haired person..."

The contemporary Ye Tianxuan Saint Master Lin Xian was even heartbroken, pouncing on the coffin built for the Sacred Body and wailing.

"Dong dong dong..." The Sacred Body in the coffin seemed unwilling, struggling on his deathbed, wanting to fake death and jump out.

"Dying without closing eyes, this is dying without closing eyes." Lin Xian's voice choked, trembling: "How could it become like this? Who exactly bought the killer god dynasty to assassinate you? If I find out, I will definitely not let him go!"

"Saint Master, please mourn." The big black dog stepped forward and sighed: "The Desolate Ancient Sacred Body wouldn't want to see it like this."

"Yes, yes."

Duan De sighed, arranging the scene. As a professional, what wreaths, what elegiac couplets, what paper money were all prepared. Even the tomb of the Great Emperor in the mythological era did not have such a complete set.

Only Duan De saw the seven-star nail fixing the divine coffin, sealing the three souls and seven spirits, and the talisman of the mythological era inscribed on the coffin body, suppressing all evil.

Soon the coffin that was making a mess of dong dong dong sounds returned to peace, a piece of auspiciousness.

It can be said that the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body Ye Fan was sent away clearly and clearly.

"Our lineage pays attention to falling leaves returning to roots. Ye Sacred Son cannot be buried here."

"Even if I die, I will send him to the sect."

Lin Xian sighed, refused to wear sackcloth and mourning for the Ye Sacred Son, but held a white banner, personally transporting the coffin, rushing back from the Northern Region of the Eastern Wasteland to the middle of the Eastern Wasteland, wanting to bury the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body in the Ye Tianxuan ruins.

In the middle of the Eastern Wasteland, endless mountain ranges, the momentum is magnificent, towering and majestic, is the land of the dragon, noble and unspeakable, is the foundation of a sacred land, can establish a supreme great sect.

Unfortunately, 6,000 years ago, the Ye Tianxuan Sacred Land was wiped out, and this place was abandoned, because the Ye Tianxuan Sage came over to cry for mourning from time to time, and no one dared to occupy it, and it has been empty until now.

The ruins were desolate, grass and trees grew wildly, submerging the mountain gate, the withered old trees could not be hugged by more than a dozen people, and the dry, hard old branches stretched toward the sky.

Lin Xian transported the coffin into the mountain gate, used the secret method passed to him by the Great Sage Wei Yi, and opened the Ye Tianxuan Pure Land. That was the last divine land, the last foundation.

In the divine land, there were no immortal treasures or divine sources, but countless coffins, countless crystal-white petals flying in the void, telling the endless sorrow of the Ye Tianxuan lineage.

"The Saint died, the people were destroyed, the Ye Tianxuan true inheritance."

Lin Xian swayed the white banner, burning paper money, his eyes withered and empty, sighing: "Only I am left..."

"Ye Tianxuan!!!"

Suddenly, a long whistle sounded, and an ancient green figure appeared in the Ye Tianxuan ruins, black hair flying, like a peerless demon god, full of anger.

He walked over slowly, but Lin Xian had no fear at all, because the visitor's face was righteous, bronze-colored, with a straight nose and square mouth, angular, and extremely familiar.

It was the old madman who had successfully entered Nirvana and broken through the barrier!

"Who killed him?" The old madman did not know the truth. Just after leaving the barrier, he heard the news of the Sacred Body's fall, rushed over, looked at the red coffins all over the ground, and couldn't stop the sadness and anger in his heart.

Died again, another Ye Tianxuan disciple died. It was like this 6,000 years ago, and it was still like this 6,000 years later.

He didn't protect the Ye Tianxuan Sacred Land back then, and now he couldn't stop a disciple from passing away.

Ye Tianxuan's hope was shattered, but he couldn't do anything.

"Uncle Master..." Lin Xian swallowed, considering the old madman's state, fearing that telling him the truth would cause big problems, stimulating this crazy old man, so he said tactfully: "It was the killer god dynasty. They are extremely guilty and are the source of all turmoil."

"The killer god dynasty will not take action for no reason." The old madman had lived for 6,000 years, experienced the world, and understood everything. He guessed the truth in one word and said in a deep voice: "Who bought the killer god dynasty?"

"Uh, don't worry about this." Lin Xian smiled awkwardly, coughed: "It is currently under investigation, and Uncle Master Wei Yi is responsible."

Immediately after, Lin Xian changed the subject: "Although the Sacred Body has fallen, the inheritance has been left behind. We established a new sect in the Northern Region, and we also completed the Xing Zi Mi."

"This is a blessing in misfortune. With you suppressing it, Ye Tianxuan can still recruit disciples widely in the future."

Saying that, Lin Xian passed the Xing Zi Mi to the old madman, begging the old madman to take revenge for the Sacred Body.

As for the funeral side, Lin Xian was responsible. If the old madman approached, with his peerless means, he could see at a glance that Ye Fan was not dead, only seriously injured, and then everything would be exposed.

"The enemy's head is the best sacrifice."

The old madman nodded and said slowly: "Kill one of my Ye Tianxuan, I want one of their killing Sages to pay with their life!"

"Flash!"

A flash of brilliance, a turn of brilliance, the old madman stepped on the Ye Tianxuan pace, escaped into the void, and killed toward the Central Plains.

Lin Xian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, let out a long breath of turbid air, and then walked to the front of the coffin, chanting the Rebirth Mantra.

Time passed bit by bit—one day, two days, three days... As the vitality in the coffin weakened bit by bit, the holy blood was about to turn cold.

In the end, even Lin Xian sighed and left, leaving a white banner inserted in place, as if mourning the Sacred Body.

Finally, on the night of the ninth day, a vision occurred. The originally auspicious Ye Tianxuan Sacred Land ruins suddenly blew with gusts of yin wind.

Accompanied by the blood rain, a black demon shadow appeared, standing there, taller than the mountain dragon veins.

Beside him circled seventy-two blood-red stones. This is the Soul Blood Stone, the favorite of the Ghost Sage, which can help the divine thoughts resist the Sacred Body blood energy and seize the body.

"Finally waited for this day..." The divine thoughts of the Great Completion Sacred Body were incredibly excited. Beside Ye Fan, he saw one obstacle after another.

Gai Gai Jiuyou, the Undying Daoist, the Investiture of the Gods—they appeared continuously, making the divine thoughts almost doubt life, almost giving up on Ye Fan as the target for seizing the body.

Now, thanks to Lin Xian helping him, the divine thoughts of the Great Completion Sacred Body, who had been looking forward to it, saw hope.

He roared, his body the size of a giant mountain shrank, and then rushed into the Ye Tianxuan Pure Land, killing toward the holy coffin where Ye Fan was, attempting to seize the body.

I don't know how much time passed, when a terrified scream suddenly rang out in the coffin: "There is a ghost!!!"

A figure jumped out, as if avoiding a snake or scorpion, fleeing in panic. He was not Ye Fan, but the divine thoughts of the Great Completion Sacred Body.

Only to see a pale young man standing up slowly in the Sacred Body's coffin, covered in blood, making a strange laugh, and in his hand was a human-faced ghost-faced bronze lamp, shining with a green, oily, eerie light.

This scene, even the divine thoughts of the Great Completion Sacred Body were afraid to see. A ghost scaring a ghost—scaring a ghost to death!

"Accumulate yang to become a god, there is form in the god. Form is born from the sun, the sun is born from the moon. Accumulate yin to form, there is a god in the form..."

Ye Fan chanted the Scripture of Saving People, took out the Great Sage Wei Yi's blood prepared in advance, and dripped a few drops into the bronze lamp.

At the wick, a dry little old man actually appeared, incredibly gloomy, laughing weirdly and terrifyingly, but spitting out supreme yang divine fire, which could hurt the divine thoughts of the Great Completion Sacred Body.

The divine thoughts of the Great Completion Sacred Body retreated continuously, both surprised and angry. This lamp was cast by the Lingbao Heavenly Venerable himself, specifically restraining corpse disasters, and had trapped him for countless years. He did not expect it to appear in Ye Fan's hands again.

"The heavens sing from afar, ten thousand Emperors set rituals, rivers and seas are silent, mountains and mountains hide clouds, the sun and moon stop the scenery..."

The human-faced ghost-faced lamp floated in the void, spraying weird green fire, and transmitted the sound of chanting, weird and mysterious.

If you want to deal with weirdness, you must be weirder than it.

At this moment, under the shining of the green fire, Ye Fan, dressed in white and stained with blood, looked more like an evil ghost than the divine thoughts.

(End of chapter)