Chapter 332

The primordial races were never a collective, but an alliance like the Eastern Wilderness Heavenly Court, created by the Undying Emperor and continued by the inheritance of the ancient emperors through the ages.

In the primordial era, the Ancient Mine of the Beginning was the divine court of all races. The ancient emperors of the past ruled the great universe in their first life, and in the late years of their second life, they escaped into the Ancient Mine of the Beginning, waiting for the opening of the path to immortality.

This is also one of the reasons why the imperial clans of the past are not like the Silver Blood imperial clan, which has Great Saints in every generation, but can still sit on an equal footing with other Great Saint races, and even quasi-emperors.

For a race, a great sect to be prosperous, there must be geniuses and talents below, invincible sect masters in the middle, and foundation ancestors above.

If there is no such foundation, the Primitive Lake is the best example. The Yuan Emperor passed away in the last second, and the Great Completion Holy Spirit came to snatch the Extreme Dao imperial weapon in the next second, so that all the ancient imperial sons died.

Other imperial clans have Emperor Sons and Emperor Daughters sealed, as the hope of becoming an immortal. The Primitive Lake can only have the eighth-generation grandson Yuan Gu, who is close to the Ancient Emperor Son.

As everyone knows, in the cultivation world, a difference of one line is often a world of difference.

The Ancient Emperor Son has the inheritance of the Ancient Emperor's Dao fragments, the bloodline is invincible, and he can eat the old until the ninth heaven of the quasi-emperor. Plus, undying medicine builds the foundation, enlightenment tea leaves are available every day, and divine source immortal liquid is drunk as water. The foundation is deep and unlike words.

Lin Xian has worked hard for so many years, eating to the extreme, and it is only the average treatment of the Ancient Emperor Son.

What the major imperial clans seek is nothing more than two points: one is to follow the Ancient Emperor to fly to immortality. If they cannot fly to immortality, waiting for the Ancient Emperor Son to grow up, they can also rule the great universe, seize the Great Emperor Dao fruit, and continue the glory for tens of thousands of years.

Standing high and seeing far, the major imperial clans sit firmly on the Diaoyutai, rarely taking action themselves, often living in seclusion behind the scenes, using Great Saint Kunzhou as a knife, using the Emperor's son as a chess piece, step by step.

What truly has territorial demands are the major royal clans, such as the Spirit Valley, which is a radical faction among the ancient tribes.

Nowadays, the radical faction has been wiped out, like killing a chicken to warn the monkeys. Other ancient royal clans instantly became friendly, one more able to sing and dance than the other. No one talked about going to conquer, attacking the areas with the most spiritual medicine, dragon energy, and earth marrow.

"There is no aura of imperial weapons in the Spirit Valley, unlike the human race's White-Clothed Holy King taking action."

"Besides the strength shown on the surface, the human race has supreme experts."

"This is too terrifying. Without dispatching imperial weapons, they can also wipe out a royal clan."

In an instant, the major royal clans turned into messengers of peace, talking loudly about the coexistence of all races. This life is hard to find through the ages, and it should be a prosperous age, not a terrible chaotic age.

There are even some weak races that only had one ancestor king in the primordial era, barely surviving, not even as good as the human race at the end of the primordial era.

The ancestor kings of these weak races covered their faces, entered the Heavenly Court Within Yaochi at night like stealing a bell, asked to see Sage Lin Xian, and talked about loyalty.

"We can also love the Heavenly Court!"

"We can also love the human race!"

One ancestor king after another said indignantly and generously. In the primordial era, weak races attached to large races, and large races attached to imperial clans was an extremely common primordial order.

The human race is also one of the imperial clans, and the attainers of the Dao are one after another, which can be called the number one imperial clan.

Since they want to hug a thigh, why not Great Change to a thicker one?

These weak races do not seek hegemony, they only need a piece of territory to continue the race inheritance.

The same world, different dreams. Some imperial clans think about flying to immortality and attaining the Dao, while some races have difficulty even surviving. Reality is so cruel.

Lin Xian also showed kindness at this time. The five regions of Beidou are vast and boundless, and there are many lands that can be entered.

Although the Northern Region is barren, it can become a pure land like the Western Desert in the future. The Heavenly Pivot Holy Land is willing to develop it together with all races.

The Northern Plains are also vast, although spiritual energy is scarce, it doesn't matter. What kind of person is Lin Xian? The sixth-generation Source Heaven Ancestor, plus Ye Fan and Duan De, two Source Heaven Masters, can be called the collection of the great universe's source arts.

With a casual point, he can point mountains into dragons, catch stars and take the moon, and forcefully create the barren wasteland into a pure land of cultivation.

"The Heavenly Pivot Holy Land is willing to contract the territory of all races, create a paradise, luxury clan land, top-level luxury, imperial clan enjoyment, with formation inscription benefits, created by the Heavenly Court formation master Black Emperor."

Sage Lin took the hand of an ancient tribe king and said affectionately: "I don't know if this fellow Daoist wants a rough house or a fine decoration."

"We have Heavenly Court style, Buddhist style, Hell style, Small World style..."

The ancient tribe king asked cautiously: "May I ask Sage Lin, what is the difference between this rough house and fine decoration."

"The difference is huge," Lin Xian said earnestly. "A rough house is a Source Heaven Master detaining a few dragon veins, building you a cave heaven and blessed land, and that's it. Later, what protection formation, what feng shui, what follow-up genius cultivation, are all up to you."

"If it is fine decoration, it is different. We can provide imperial clan-level conditions and use Beginningless formation patterns to build exclusive formations for you."

"You know Beginningless Great Emperor, right? That one in Purple Mountain is the most powerful Great Emperor of our human race, and even the primordial god Undying Emperor can be suppressed. His formation is undoubtedly the top existence in the world. Our Heavenly Court's Master Black Emperor is the expert with the highest attainments in the Beginningless Emperor Formation in this universe, and there is no second one in the world."

"Emperor formation, this is a god formation of the Ancient Emperor level? The Great Emperor who overturned the Ancient Emperor Mountain just like the Fighting Holy Emperor." This ancient tribe king gasped. Is this level of formation really something that a small race like him can enjoy?

The grade of the Emperor formation is too high, as if it were a scam, so the ancient tribe king was skeptical.

"This is the blessing given by the Heavenly Court to all races. Besides the Beginningless Emperor Formation, I also have some research on the Luan Gu formation, which is more compatible with the Northern Plains environment."

Lin Xian smiled and said: "The Heavenly Court provides theoretical guidance, which requires extra fees. In addition, the materials need to be prepared by your ancient tribes."

"So that's it." This ancient tribe king secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Only then was it normal. Then he thanked him thousands of times, swore to the sky, if the protection formation could really be built, their race would only have Sage Lin as a sun from now on, and would be greatly loyal to the Heavenly Court.

This look of being sold and still having to pay Lin Xian money made Ye Fan, who rushed back from the Southern Ridge, shake his head. In the primordial era where slavery was popular, Lin Xian's set was still too advanced.

"Besides materials, the coolies to build the formation can also be provided by the major royal clans themselves."

As President Ye, who drove an imperial weapon Mercedes-Benz at a young age, instructed: "Ancient tribes believe more in things they designed themselves. The Heavenly Court just provides the drawings. The less we intervene, the more at ease they are."

"If outsiders intervene, they are afraid that the Heavenly Court will leave loopholes in their protection formation."

"Loopholes?" Lin Xian's expression was strange. If the formation arranged by the Black Emperor really had loopholes, I'm afraid the whole formation was built on a loophole.

The craftsmanship of a certain big black dog is really high, but the error is also really big.

"Ancestor, the ancestor king of the Green Ghost clan asks to see you."

A boy carved from pink jade walked in to report. This was the son of Er Er Lengzi, the third-generation disciple after the revival of Heavenly Pivot.

"Let the Green Ghost ancestor king come in."

Lin Xian smiled calmly, flicked the whisk in his hand, looking like an immortal, and greeted another ancient tribe ancestor king, fooling him: "Fellow Daoist, have you heard of Heavenly Court blessings?"

"Heavenly Court Pure Land... Black Emperor formation... In addition, there is Master Duan De, who is proficient in feng shui tomb techniques and has some research on the Daoist methods of the Mythological Era. Let him design the cemetery. If you bury your ancestors, there is a probability of living a next life, realizing the legendary corpse-decomposed immortality."

"The Reincarnation Seal of the Mythological Era!" The Green Ghost ancestor king was moved. This clan tends to practice in the netherworld, so they know something about the legendary Underworld, and the Reincarnation Seal is a great secret that this clan cannot reach.

"Fellow Daoist, you are a person who knows goods at a glance, and you actually know the Reincarnation Seal."

Lin Xian sighed: "It is truly fate with my Heavenly Court. This cemetery will be sold to you cheaply. It only takes three liters and three dou of divine source liquid."

"This Reincarnation Seal is ethereal." The Green Ghost ancestor king hesitated: "I have never heard of anyone becoming an immortal after death."

"Fellow Daoist, look at what you said. If there was really a chance to become an immortal, the Ancient Emperors and Great Emperors would have broken their heads to fight for it. At least it would start at the price of three undying medicines; where would it be your turn?"

Lin Xian shook his head: "Having a trace of hope is already very remarkable. Fight for a mortal to become an immortal, fight for an ancient tribe to become an imperial clan—do you want this opportunity?"

"I want it!" The Green Ghost clan ancestor king gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, deciding to get himself a psychological comfort. Although it was unlikely to succeed, what if?

This thing is like buying a lottery ticket. Everyone clearly knows it is impossible to win, but they can't help but gamble.

Divine source liquid is invincible and precious in the Desolate Ancient Era, but in the primordial era, the essence of heaven and earth is surging, even ordinary royal clans have some stock.

After solving the Green Ghost clan ancestor king, the next ancestor king is a veritable poor ghost, with only a few children and grandchildren, and no need to buy land.

Even if Lin Xian used all his means, he could not scrape a trace of oil from this loose cultivator ancestor king.

In the end, it was the experienced President Ye who took action and muttered: "He doesn't want clan land, he should always consider his children and grandchildren."

The ancestor king is invincible, and his descendants become the soft rib.

In an instant, Lin Xian was thoughtful, a smile appeared on his face: "This fellow Daoist, have you heard of school district housing?"

"School district housing?" The poor ghost ancestor king was stunned, not understanding the meaning.

Lin Xian induced: "How weak is your inheritance? Don't you want to Great Change this situation?"

"I want to, I dream of it, but where to start."

The poor ghost ancestor king sighed. In the primordial era, the hierarchy was strict, and status was divided by bloodline. Imperial clans are always imperial clans, and small races are always small races.

Imperial clans have imperial blood, imperial scriptures, imperial weapons, and almost every generation will produce a Great Saint, and even a quasi-emperor, holding the primordial order.

Like his small race inheritance, let alone cultivating a Great Saint, even producing a Sage King is an incomparably difficult thing.

"Unless..." The poor ghost ancestor king's eyes showed a trace of expectation, and he asked tentatively: "Is the Heavenly Court willing to support us?"

Lin Xian smiled slightly, did not answer directly, but asked back: "Do you know why my human race far exceeds other ancient tribes, with Great Emperors one after another, and countless attainers of the Dao?"

Mentioning this question, any ancestor king wants to know the answer. Because the number of attainers of the Dao in the human race is too many, making the primordial races terrified.

In the primordial era, one emperor per race almost became a law. The emergence of the Sun and Taiyin Emperors broke the curse that it is difficult for one race to produce two emperors, shocking the entire era.

By the Desolate Ancient years, the human race Great Emperors emerged like bamboo shoots after rain, which should be to raise the human race to the point of being on an equal footing with the primordial races.

How mythological it is for one race to resist ten thousand races. When the ancient tribes just emerged and knew the history of the Desolate Ancient years, they were almost scared crazy, and even some ancestor kings believed that the human race Great Emperors were not existences like the primordial emperors, and only quasi-emperors could make sense.

A race producing more than a dozen Ancient Emperors is simply more terrifying than a true immortal descending. If it produces more than a dozen Quasi-Emperors, although exaggerated, it is at least within the scope of understanding.

After all, Quasi-Emperors can be called supremes when there is no emperor.

But with the deepening understanding of the human race, the primordial races were silent. Extreme fear and extreme anger coexisted. In the face of huge pressure, the ten thousand races chose to unite to fight against the human race.

Why does the human race have so many attainers of the Dao?

Is it because of the number of human races?

Did quantitative Great Change lead to qualitative Great Change?

The poor ghost ancestor king was full of curiosity, and then humbly asked: "I would like to hear the details."

The mystery of the human race being able to give birth to countless Ancient Emperors, if he could learn a little essence, it would be enough for his descendants to take off.

"It's the sect system!"

"The human race has its own Dao, and the holy land aristocratic families cross-breed it."

Lin Xian said decisively: "The Ancient Emperors of the primordial era only left scriptures and imperial weapons to their descendants, because although the Great Emperors of our human race established aristocratic families, they never stingy with spreading the Dao and are willing to spread their scriptures."

"In the primordial era, because the human race was weak, the two human emperors, Taiyin and Taiyang, were selfless and spread their imperial scriptures to every human tribe and every human cultivator."

"This move is no less than picking up the sect system of the Mythological Era and carrying it forward."

"With the selfless dedication of the primordial human emperors and the exemplary power of predecessors, the Great Emperors of the human race in later generations also inherited this spirit and spread their imperial scriptures."

"Even in the late Desolate Ancient period, the major aristocratic families solidified and were unwilling to spread the Dao, but the blessings of the human race Great Emperors had long been scattered, and one holy land after another rose like bamboo shoots after rain."

"They obtained the Dao from the human race Great Emperors, realized their own scriptures, but did not establish aristocratic families, but established holy lands, passing on their life's insights, power, scriptures, and weapons to descendants outside their bloodline. Such salary fire inheritance is the root of our human race's endless life."

"Looking at the ten thousand races, a royal clan can get incomplete imperial scriptures is lucky, and an imperial clan has at most one imperial scripture."

"How can it compare to the human race with a large number of imperial scriptures and holy scriptures."

"It is not that the human race is stronger than the ancient tribes, but that the sect system is far superior to the ancient tribes, and can select one young Great Emperor after another from the vast sea of people!"

"The one who did this to the extreme is undoubtedly the Amitabha Great Emperor of Buddhism, all living beings are equal, no bloodline is left, all living beings are widely saved, not only accepting human disciples, but even ancient tribes are treated equally."

"Don't you see, the Great Saint of the Fighting Holy Ape clan moved into Mount Sumeru, turned into the Fighting Holy Buddha, presided over the Great Thunder Sound Temple, and is the World Honored One of Buddhism."

"Fellow Daoist, this is the opportunity for your children and grandchildren."

"Are you buying clan land? No, it's a quota for enrollment, an opportunity to learn immortal scriptures, and an opportunity to hold imperial weapons!"

"Fellow Daoist, you can't suffer the children no matter how bitter you are, you can't be poor in education no matter how poor you are."