Chapter 322

The bearing of a Great Emperor is not a fixed value, but a vague concept, because there has been more than one emperor throughout history.

They also had a weak era, also once had struggles, and then rose in a certain era.

For example, the Luan Gu Great Emperor went from weak to strong, growing step by step, until the last pass of the Quasi-Emperor, when he stood side by side with the enlightened ones of the past and present, possessing the Emperor's bearing, and then defied the heavens to become enlightened.

Another example is the Wu Shi Great Emperor, pushing horizontally all the way; there was never a time when he was weak, just two words: invincible.

There is also the Ruthless Great Emperor; in the early stage, she cultivated the Dao as a mortal body, without scriptures, without resources, not much stronger than Luan Gu; in the later stage, she created the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art, the Chaos Body attained the Dao, standing side by side with Wu Shi, another extreme.

The Golden-Winged Little Peng King, with heaven-defying talent, was praised by the world as having a bit of the demeanor of a young Great Emperor. He never ambushed, always fought openly and honestly, forcibly breaking through the Nine-Layer Heaven Pass set up by the Great Sage of the Heaven Peng tribe, and finally fell.

This is the lower limit of the Emperor's bearing, comparable to a certain Luan Gu Great Emperor. If one can carry through, there is hope for a Quasi-Emperor; if one cannot, at most a Great Sage; the worst is like the Golden-Winged Little Peng King failing to break through.

Going up a level, like Di Tian, the West Bodhisattva, the Human King... all can become Quasi-Emperors; they are young supremes, and Quasi-Emperor talent is also Emperor talent.

The third tier is the clearest, describable in two words: Emperor Son!

Whether it is the biological child of an Ancient Emperor: Saint Prince, Huo Qilin, Huang Xudao, or the successor of a Great Emperor: Wang Teng, Yin Tiande, Jin Chanzi, all belong to this level.

As for the Central Emperor Xiang Yufei, he is a peerless divine man. Even among Emperor Sons, he occupies the upper reaches, standing side by side with Gai Jiuyou, breaking all shackles, and finally attaining the Dao in an alternative way.

The Qishi Mansion actually brought the Central Emperor Xiang Yufei, which is truly not playing by the rules.

Lin Xian was so angry he wanted to rush to the Saint Cliff, invite Gai Jiuyou, and let these two peerless talents from nine thousand years ago fight again.

Fortunately, the Central Emperor Xiang Yufei had a good demeanor, did not collude with the Qishi Mansion, and believed that he had won, but Lin Xian did not count as defeated; this time it was a draw.

Because the gap in realm between the two was too large, it did not count as a fair battle.

Moreover, Xiang Yufei narrowed his eyes, scrutinized Lin Xian for a long time, and pondered: "I always feel that if we strike again, something earth-shattering will happen, and the ending won't be too good."

"You should still have a backup plan."

Lin Xian had a jolt; the Central Emperor's eyes were too sharp. The Source Heaven Master's means were his capital for normal escape. If he had to fight again, he could only use means that were outside the discussion.

Just like the inner universe combining the First World system and the Shrouding the Heavens system!

That was the foundation of his future enlightenment, and it could also be transformed into a supreme divine ability to kill his way out.

"Central Emperor Daoist brother, have you cultivated some kind of heavenly eye?" Lin Xian tentatively asked: "We Source Heaven Masters have secret techniques that can become divine eyes, capable of seeing through all the secrets of the world."

The Central Emperor Xiang Yufei shook his head and said frankly: "I have not cultivated pupil techniques, it is just a kind of spiritual sense, close to divine."

"Close to divine!" Lin Xian's heart moved, thoughtful. The Central Emperor was a peerless Saint Master at nineteen. Now that he had come out, he was probably going to impact the Dao-slaying domain and touch that legendary Divine Prohibition.

This was already Emperor talent, and he was a living young Great Emperor.

"Losing, being defeated, they all mean the same thing."

The Central Emperor was frank, and Lin Xian was not coy, admitting it generously, instead laughing: "This path was never my race track. I became interested by accident and dabbled a bit; afterwards, I still have to return to my own path."

The inner universe is Lin Xian's Dao foundation, and other Dao techniques and divine abilities are just means to protect the Dao.

The competition of divine abilities is ultimately not as good as the extension of the Great Dao. In the Dharma-Ending Age, what is compared is who lives longer.

Fighting to the death for a victory or defeat, ruining one's own Dao foundation, and damaging the root of longevity is not what Lin Xian would do.

Running water does not compete for the lead, but for the endless flow.

"Daoist friend is broad-minded, may I ask your name."

The Central Emperor Xiang Yufei revealed a strange expression. With his spiritual sense, he could naturally see whether a person was sincere or fake, and sense the other's emotions.

He discovered that Saint Master Lin was not pretending about the temporary victory or defeat, or the battle just now, but truly did not take it to heart.

Supreme goodness is like water; water benefits all things and does not compete, and nothing in the world can compete with it.

"Easy to say, I am from the Tianxuan Holy Land, the Desolate Ancient Holy Body." Lin Xian stood with his hands behind his back and said leisurely.

Before he could finish speaking, he saw the Central Emperor suddenly realize: "You are the Holy Body Ye Fan. I heard that you have only cultivated for a few years and have reached this realm. You are truly brilliant, and your talent is not weaker than mine."

"Cough cough... actually I am Lin Xian." Lin Xian coughed, because the Ye Holy Body had already flown up with a dark face.

"I am the Holy Body, I am Ye Fan." The Ye Holy Body took a deep breath, proving it for himself!

"Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, Little Friend Ye is also extraordinary."

The Central Emperor Xiang Yufei smiled slightly, nodded to indicate, commenting like an elder. In fact, he also had this qualification; he was a peerless Emperor Master, discussing the Dao with the various Saint Masters of the Eastern Wasteland, and even Gai Jiuyou could chat a bit based on past interactions.

His strength could not be said to be weak, and his seniority could not be said to be small.

If it were just this, Ye Fan would swallow this breath, after all, his strength was not as good as others.

The most annoying thing was that after the Central Emperor Xiang Yufei finished commenting on Ye Fan, he turned around and discussed the Dao with Lin Xian as peers, and the two sang in harmony as they entered the Qishi Mansion.

Leaving Ye Fan alone standing in place, clearly they were of the same generation, similar in age, but just now he seemed to have become a junior, taken advantage of by the Central Emperor and Saint Master Lin together.

In front of the Qishi Mansion gate, beautiful mountain peaks were in rows, silver dragon waterfalls fell, ten-thousand-year spiritual medicines were fragrant, and the two walked side by side. Lin Xian looked sideways, listening to Xiang Yufei calling him Daoist friend Lin, Little Friend Ye, and couldn't help but mutter secretly, this Central Emperor is also not a good person.

The Feng Shui of this Shrouding the Heavens universe is really not good; the talents are all weirdos.

Stepping into the mountain gate, divine flowers bloomed, strange trees swayed, longevity deer and immortal foxes appeared, spiritual birds and mysterious cranes flew, as if it were the source of ten thousand veins, the nest of the Ancestral Dragon, worthy of the name of a pure land outside the world.

At the end of the pure land, that Ancient Saint of the Qishi Mansion was entertaining Great Sage Wei Yi, Great Sage Great Xia, Fighting Victorious Buddha, and Shakyamuni, talking and laughing, as if he had expected it long ago.

"Your battle with the Central Emperor is indeed extraordinary." The Qishi Mansion Ancient Saint nodded and praised: "You have already far surpassed your generation. The future of the Big Dipper is your world. I will make an exception once and recruit you into the Qishi Mansion to become one of the core true transmissions."

"Can this Tianxuan Saint Master also join other sects?" Lin Xian smiled awkwardly, looking at Great Sage Wei Yi.

Great Sage Wei Yi saw the two generations of Desolate Ancient Holy Bodies growing up, and the revival of Tianxuan was in sight, so he was in a great mood, just smiled slightly: "You can abdicate the position of Saint Master to Ye Fan, and in this way, you will not be restrained."

This works too?!

The contemporary Qishi Mansion Master and the contemporary Great Xia Emperor Master standing on both sides twitched their mouths. It was their first time seeing a Saint Master of a Holy Land defecting to another sect.

This is really, Your Majesty, why are you rebelling?

The most outrageous thing is that the foundation ancestor of Tianxuan Holy Land, Great Sage Wei Yi, actually did not object.

Little did they know, this kind of thing had already happened once, and Great Sage Wei Yi was used to it.

Ye Fan, who had just walked in from outside the gate, was stunned for a moment, then ecstatic. What's the situation, I'm the Tianxuan Saint Master again?

This is already the second time he has ascended!

Unexpectedly, before becoming a saint, he, Ye Mou, could still be a Saint Master, and he couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.

"Little Ye Zi, come, let's go over there and chat."

Lin Xian chuckled, instantly hugging Ye Fan, and the two Holy Bodies walked toward the other side of the pure land with their arms around each other's shoulders.

If he couldn't beat the Central Emperor at the Second Immortal Realm, couldn't he beat Ye Fan at the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm!

Facing a Second Immortal Realm cultivator, Lin Xian was submissive.

Facing a Dragon Transformation Great Power, Lin Xian struck with heavy fists!

(End of chapter)