Chapter 364: 【Life and Death Reincarnation, Immortal Three Dao-Severing】

Nine Great Holy Bodies gang-beating—even a Great Emperor would be beaten to pieces. A tragic ending is destined.

This is an unsolvable problem.

But fortunately, Lin Xian has a flash of inspiration and calls upon the power of his "Past Self." His "Present Self" looks down upon the river of time, while his "Past Self" remains eternal and unchanging!

His Past Self chants the Nirvana Scripture for his Present Self in the past, sharing the injuries. His Present Self is immortal and indestructible, operating the initial version of the Zhe Secret to drip blood and be reborn, forever residing in this life, relying on the return of immortal energy.

In the Perfect World, Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the High Priest Lin Xian, who was meditating under the willow tree in Stone Village, suddenly coughs up blood, his face pale, looking sickly.

It seems he has encountered a great tribulation that has not been erased for hundreds of lifetimes. That wisp of thunder force penetrates his soul, causing heart-wrenching pain!

"High Priest!"

"Lord Lin!"

Inside Stone Village, it immediately becomes a mess, calling friends and companions, hurriedly forming a circle.

Since Lin Xian came to the village and led the entire village in cultivation, Stone Village has begun to recover its former glory, having a bit of the style of the Stone clan's ancestral land, becoming a holy land for Dao cultivation. It can be said that his status is very lofty; he is a spiritual mentor.

"Master Lin, you are coughing up blood again, old man."

The old village chief of Stone Village also hurriedly rushes over, looking at the sickly Lin Xian, sighs, and asks with great concern, "Do you want to use the precious cauldron to refine medicine? That is a divine artifact left by our ancestors; perhaps it can treat your hidden injuries."

Since Lin Xian preached in Stone Village, he has been coughing up blood from time to time, looking like a patient, and this injury is not fixed, appearing randomly.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that the injuries from the heavenly tribulation thunder punishment account for a relatively large portion.

The High Priest Lin Xian waves his hand weakly, sitting sideways under the willow tree, his expression pale, his breath as thin as a thread, and with great difficulty spits out a few words: "Bring the Milk Baby... over to me!"

"Hao'er?!"

The village chief of Stone Village is startled and puzzled, saying, "Your injuries every time—why bring Hao'er over? He is just a child; even if his talent is excellent, he won't know how to treat illnesses."

"My injuries are too heavy; I don't know when I will collapse."

The High Priest Lin Xian casually prevaricates, finding an excuse, saying, "While I still have the strength, I must give him more guidance in his cultivation."

"So that's how it is." The old village chief nods, seemingly understanding, and after half a day, calls for the little one.

The little one runs over happily, his soft hair hanging to his shoulders, his black-gem-like eyes becoming more and more spirited. He is beautiful and cute, looking like a white porcelain doll, except there is still milk stain on the corner of his mouth.

"Big Priest Brother, what do you want with me?" The little one, who loves to drink beast milk, smiles brightly and asks very innocently.

The High Priest Lin Xian glances at him and sneers, saying, "Did you tear down all the houses in the village?"

"I didn't mean to; I helped Village Chief Grandpa and the others rebuild them later."

The little one lowers his head, his big eyes flashing with wisdom, his two fingers unable to help but poke each other.

He has recently attained the Dao in his cultivation, his realm soaring. Sometimes, when he takes too many medicinal baths, in order to release the energy in his body, he cannot help but carry out great destruction. Chasing birds and teasing dogs is not even worth mentioning; he also goes everywhere moving giant rocks to vent his strength.

Most of the houses in Stone Village are built of stone and cannot escape the little one's devil claws.

"The village chief let you off, but I didn't agree."

The High Priest Lin Xian snorts coldly, order divine chains appearing at his fingertips, immediately tying up little Shi Hao, and then takes action: "Eat my iron fist, hands clenched into fists, turn and attack!"

"Ah ah ah~!"

The little one's screams echo in the mountains and forests, resounding through the entire firmament, penetrating the ages of time, and even affecting later generations. The thunder sea rolls because of it.

One divine art after another manifests, all of them invincible methods that shock the myriad heavens and domains and sweep across the Great Thousand Universes.

"Tribulation Light of the Heavens!"

The Imperial shadow resembles a peerless Supreme, dominating the heavenly tribulation, evolving the most terrifying tribulation punishment in the world. It is divine light descending from heaven, which can destroy all things and cut down the strong of the heavens.

That figure is invincible, various precious arts coming at his fingertips. His right hand waves and flies, Kunpeng wings spread out, reincarnation imprints appear between his left hands, reincarnation fists shake the sky, and his mouth spits out the Thunder Emperor precious art, shocking the universe.

Lin Xian has no power to parry in front of him, only seeing one supernatural power after another, time and thunder intertwining, bombarding his physical body and brain.

Following that, the Peace-Settling Art, the Grass-Character Sword Art, and the Immortal Tribulation Sword Art all slash over, the sword light wanting to extinguish his Primordial Spirit.

Lin Xian is dying to live, and in a trance, he hears the Dao sound again.

"Eight-Nine Heavenly Art!"

"Indestructible Scripture!"

The Supreme Heavenly Art turns into an imprint, smashing into his brain, in an extremely unreasonable and incomparably despicable way, forcibly embedded.

Lin Xian wants to scream, only feeling as if stones are being stuffed into his brain, his entire Immortal Platform about to explode.

The Five Great Secret Realms bloom with billions of immortal lights, the Eight-Nine Profound Art is ever-changing; it is the true Seventy-Two Transformations.

It is not just a technique of change, but also copy and paste. Whatever creature you turn into, you possess the innate supernatural powers of that life.

Of course, how much power the supernatural powers have depends on the realm.

If a King who has severed the Dao changes into a dragon form, he has at most the strength of a flood dragon; if an Immortal King changes into a dragon form, he is a true dragon in the flesh.

"Coming from chaos, returning to chaos, a green lotus in the eternal blue sky!"

Lin Xian is ever-changing, finally turning into an invincible powerhouse he has seen in this life, a peerless Heavenly Emperor, a twelve-petaled lotus blooming, green creation power.

Flowers bloom and I see myself, I see the person, taking the body as the seed, the Immortal Domain within the body!

Three hundred Imperial characters intertwine, constructing the laws of the Immortal Domain. The Chaos Green Lotus blooms, nurturing the Yuanshi True Self. The Chaos Banner opens heaven and earth, solar holy power and Taiyin holy power divide everything.

Finally, a punch is thrown out, Six Paths of Reincarnation, order exists between heaven and earth, life and death repeat, the ghost gate opens, and all living beings with spirits enter the banner.

"Where there is life, there is death; where there is death, there is life. The Dao of life and death is the purest Dao of the great universe."

"Where does reincarnation come from, evil spirits? It is nothing but natural evolution, the foundation of the universe!"

Lin Xian severs life and death, punches out reincarnation, evolves the Immortal Domain, opens up the universe, three thousand Daos all return to a green lotus, then bursts with Yin and Yang divine light, rushing into the thunder sea, breaking the heavenly tribulation.

There is the sharpest spear, and there is the most stubborn shield, opposite and unified, one thing subdues another, and is subdued by another, which is the principle of Yin and Yang.

Yin and Yang open up, nothing is unbreakable.

Suddenly, purple energy appears in the east, vast for thirty thousand miles. One golden lotus after another falls from the void, and sweet spring divine dew emerges beneath the earth, nourishing the ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers.

Severing the Dao to become a King, from now on he is a Dao cultivator, different from the mundane, and heaven and earth resonate with him.

Starting from this realm, Kings comprehend the Great Dao of the universe, master the laws of heaven and earth, and are able to compare with gods in their mortal bodies.

Lin Xian slowly opens his eyes, divine light flickering, electricity born in the void, like a comet flying past. Deep in the starry sky, the meteorite area shatters, and a small planet explodes instantly.

Holding the sun and moon, picking the stars, there is no one like me in the world!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 365 =====