Chapter 5: 【Punching the Forbidden Zone Nursing Home, Kicking the Holy Spirit Kindergarten】

"Ye Zi, he is the barbarian."

In addition to the shock, Ye Fan suddenly hears a familiar whisper ringing in his ears. Barbarian is his nickname in university.

Ye Fan looks back and sees Pang Bo, who has thick eyebrows and big eyes and a strong body.

Pang Bo is Ye Fan's best friend in university, who failed to attend the gathering due to some private matters. His sudden appearance makes Ye Fan surprised and happy, and a trace of doubt arises in his heart.

"Pang Bo, is it really you?" Someone questions.

"It's me." To prove his identity, Pang Bo tries his best to explain, saying many past events from university.

These past events are only known to the classmates, and outsiders cannot know them, so the crowd gradually relaxes their vigilance.

"I don't believe it, Pang Bo didn't come to the gathering at all."

"I was the last one in the team, I didn't see Pang Bo at all."

At this time, someone asks with a trembling voice: "Who exactly are you, human or ghost?!"

The crowd only feels their scalps tingling. They are all elites who graduated from university and would not believe in ghost and god talk in the past.

But today, it is Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, five-colored altar, and a self-proclaimed immortal cultivator, making people cannot help but guess in the direction of ghosts and monsters.

Outsiders cannot know some secrets, but ghosts may not be.

Some people even make bold, crazy guesses, terrified: "Pang Bo must have died on the way to the meeting, what we see is Pang Bo's ghost."

"I believe he is Pang Bo." Ye Fan says with a firm tone, then walks to Pang Bo's side, hugs him tightly, and nods: "It's warm, it's a human, not a ghost."

The crowd relaxes a little, but there are still people who don't believe, afraid, panicked.

At this time, an elegant young man walks out, bows slightly to Lin Xian, and says solemnly: "I once heard family elders mention that there are cultivators in the world."

"Just didn't expect to meet immortal traces here. May I ask the immortal's name and where he comes from?"

"Zhou Yi... you?" Someone reveals the elegant young man's name, his pupils full of incomprehension, as if opening a corner of the curtain and seeing a brand-new world.

Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin and mysterious immortal cultivators are fine, but why are even his classmates not simple.

Is this world still the world they know?!

Ye Fan's pupils also shrink. It is no secret among classmates that Zhou Yi's family background is deep.

During university, he had many interactions with Zhou Yi, mainly on the topic of seeking immortals and visiting ancient times, and they had common topics.

Zhou Yi showed extraordinary attainments in bronze inscriptions, and the two talked happily.

Back then, Ye Fan only thought Zhou Yi's family learning was profound and his foundation was deep, never thinking that Zhou Yi's family was actually related to cultivators.

Lin Xian smiles slightly and says frankly: "This poor Daoist is surnamed Lin, named Xian, and accidentally obtained the inheritance of a high-ranking official of Mount Longhu, so I am half a disciple of the Celestial Master's Mansion."

"Now I have only initially glimpsed the door of cultivation and cannot afford the word immortal."

Zhang Huaiyi, the founder of the Origin of Qi Body of the Eight Miraculous Skills, is a direct disciple of the Celestial Master's Mansion on Mount Longhu.

He really didn't lie.

As for which direction the crowd brain-complements, it is not something he can control. Anyway, what he said is the truth, without half a lie.

Compared to extraterrestrial demons and visitors from outside the realm, the identity of a Mount Longhu Daoist is easier for people to accept and more convincing.

"Mount Longhu, Celestial Master Dao."

Zhou Yi secretly relaxes. In his impression, Mount Longhu is one of the few righteous paths that communicate and cooperate with the secular government, which is much more reliable than loose cultivators.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi's attitude becomes more respectful, pointing at Pang Bo and saying: "Celestial Master Lin, I want to ask you to identify him."

"Take a look, is Pang Bo a human or a ghost."

In an instant, the atmosphere in the bronze coffin becomes serious and strange. Mount Longhu Celestial Master catching ghosts sounds more grounded than interstellar travel and is easier for people to accept.

Instantly running from the sci-fi style to the suspense channel.

Lin Xian looks at Pang Bo and says leisurely: "He is a demon..."

Demon?!

The crowd is instantly terrified, their hands and feet are cold, and they retreat toward Lin Xian's direction one after another. Some girls are pale with fear and scream on the spot.

"Demon..." Lin Xian pauses and smiles: "Descendant of the Demon God."

The crowd relaxes. Zhou Yi looks at Lin Xian with extremely resentful eyes, as if saying, Celestial Master, can you not pant when you speak?!

People scaring people, scaring people to death.

Descendant of the Demon God?

Many people think for a moment, looking at Pang Bo with playful eyes, and the atmosphere becomes strange.

"Descendant of the Demon God?!"

Ye Fan frowns, steps forward to bow, and asks for advice: "Celestial Master Lin, may I ask what is meant by descendant of the Demon God."

Lin Xian is not a riddle man, nor is he vague, saying directly: "It is exactly what you imagine, Xu Xian and White Snake."

"Pang Bo's ancestors were a supreme Demon God. The ancestor's life imprint lived in the descendants' bodies. It's just that time flows, bloodlines settle, the demon bloodline becomes recessive, and the human bloodline becomes dominant."

"White Snake, grass-python hero... son of human and demon." The crowd whispers: "Then is Pang Bo a human-demon, or a demon-human."

Although it is a whisper, the bronze coffin is only so big, and thirty-something people are whispering, so it is inevitable that some words fall into Pang Bo's ears.

"My ancestor is a monster?" Pang Bo's expression turns red, then green, clearly finding it hard to accept, like a dream.

No matter who tells you that you are not a human, but a demon, you will have this expression.

Grass-python hero, undead knight, immortal true person... our human race has its own heroes, and Pang Bo's ancestors were among them.

Even Ye Fan cannot help but pat Pang Bo on the shoulder, comforting: "Pang Bo, even if you are a demon, you have a human heart."

"As the saying goes, although the foreign dress is worn on the body, my heart is still a Chinese heart."

Looking at the other classmates who avoid Pang Bo like snakes and scorpions, Ye Fan says loudly: "Four years of university, familiar with each other, what kind of person Pang Bo is, if others don't know, can we not know?"

"Do you think Pang Bo will hurt you?"

"If he were really a man-eating monster, would we still have a chance to live until now?"

Without the incitement of Liu Yunzhi and others, the crowd calms down, recalling the four years of classmate friendship. During university, many people had been alone with Pang Bo, and they were all safe and sound.

"I believe Pang Bo is not a man-eating monster."

Lin Jia, with shoulder-length hair and charming appearance, is calm in analysis at this moment, smiling lightly: "Pang Bo, heroic as a demon, helpful, not a bad monster."

Wang Ziwen, who looks gentle, also nods: "I have been alone with Pang Bo a few times, and he didn't turn into a man-eating monster. Even if he is a monster, he is a good monster."

Zhang Wenchang agrees: "I also think Pang Bo is not a bad monster. Except for looking a bit stronger, there is nothing special."

Li Xiaoman says indifferently: "Since you think it's not, then it shouldn't be."

In a few words, the atmosphere gradually relaxes, the crowd's expression calms down, and Pang Bo cannot help but complain: "You guys, one after another, have expelled me from the human race."

"Didn't you hear the Celestial Master say that I still have a part of the human bloodline? It's a demon-human, not a human-demon."

Seeing Pang Bo blackening himself, many people laugh out loud, not so nervous, easing the icy atmosphere.

Lin Xian takes the opportunity to speak, making a final decision: "Having the Demon God bloodline may not be a bad thing. Awakening the ancestor's bloodline and inheriting fragments of the Great Dao is equivalent to a special physique, which is of great benefit to cultivation."

"Cultivation?"

Except for Liu Yunzhi and others who fainted, the others in the bronze coffin light up and look over.

The descendants of Yan and Huang have an immortal cultivation dream in their bones, even if they live in a big city, they cannot erase this longing.

Who hasn't fantasized about cultivating immortals to seek longevity, being hot-blooded and free, stepping on lotus flowers to wash the sword bones, and using the wind to shape the holy soul!

Only the foreigner Kaide, the foreign monk, is confused and doesn't understand at all, but follows the crowd to look at Lin Xian, listening to his words.

Unknowingly, Lin Xian becomes the core of the crowd in the bronze coffin.

This is also one of his purposes.

There will be a big crisis next, there is the demon Crocodile Ancestor on Mars, if they don't unite, many people will die, including Lin Xian himself.

Cultivation?!

Ye Fan has wild thoughts. The *Huangdi Neijing* records that ancient true people could grasp heaven and earth, hold yin and yang, breathe essence and Qi, independently guard the spirit, and their muscles were the same, so they could live as long as heaven and earth, without end, this is the Dao of life.

The *Basic Questions* chapter repeatedly mentions that in ancient times, there were people who understood the changes of heaven and earth and could cultivate essence and Qi, and could live forever.

In the past, Ye Fan was also half-believing.

But now, a person who can truly cultivate appears in front of him, giving him a positive answer, making his heart bright and full of yearning for the future.

Becoming an immortal, who doesn't want to.

Pang Bo is even more heavy-breathing, unable to suppress his excitement, and asks: "Celestial Master, are you saying I have the talent for cultivation?!"

Lin Xian nods and smiles, saying truthfully: "The path of cultivation in this universe emphasizes blood Qi first. Your bones are strange, you have the Demon God bloodline, your body is strong, you can be counted as an immortal seedling."

There are countless special physiques in the Shrouding the Heavens Great Universe, with vigorous blood Qi and special bloodlines, which are more suitable for cultivation than ordinary bodies.

It is said that the ordinary body is the foundation.

But that is something only the Huang Tiandi is qualified to say, just like the richest man saying he is not interested in money.

If a bottom-level cultivator really believes it, that is really deceiving oneself.

In an era, the most outstanding geniuses, the strongest creatures, fight to the death, finally attain the Dao and cross the tribulation, casting the only Emperor position, suppressing all spirits, and being the only one who respects me, there cannot be a second creature attaining the Dao.

The number one physique in the Great Universe, the Chaos Body, is guaranteed the Emperor position. Even if someone attains the Emperor position first, the Chaos Body can also combine with ten thousand Daos, and two Emperors can stand together.

Breaking the iron law of one Emperor per generation.

This is the terror of physique, which cannot determine the upper limit, but can determine the lower limit.

If Pang Bo can fully stimulate the Demon God blood in his body, he is basically guaranteed to be an Immortal Six Great Sage, which can blind the dog eyes of many ordinary bodies and king bodies, and stand side by side with the holy sons of holy lands.

This is the lower limit, the upper limit is naturally hugging Ye Huang Tiandi's thigh and lying flat all the way to become Pang Dao Ancestor.

"The path of cultivation emphasizes blood Qi first?!"

Pang Bo mutters, thoughtful, but his eyes look at Ye Fan. Not only him, but everyone in the bronze coffin also looks at Ye Fan together.

In the university era, Ye Fan and Pang Bo had the strongest bodies and the strongest physiques, and they had the nickname of barbarians.

If Pang Bo is the Demon God blood, then Ye Fan, who is even better than Pang Bo, what kind of physique is he.

Ye Fan's heart moves, cannot help but take a step forward, ask for advice, and the crowd retreats one after another, leaving a relatively empty position.

"Desolate Ancient Sacred Body."

Lin Xian pretends to look for a long time, and finally sighs: "I thought the Demon God blood was invincible in the world, never thought there would really be a congenital primary Sacred Body in the human world!"

Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, congenital primary Sacred Body, the crowd is restless, looking at each other. This title sounds very awesome.

Even Zhou Yi, Lin Jia, and others look at Ye Fan, and at this moment, they all show strange expressions.

The word "Holy" cannot be used casually; it has special meanings.

The two most respected words in ancient times are "God" and "Holy".

Holy and God stand together, a physique named after Holy, how can it be ordinary.

"Desolate Ancient Sacred Body?"

Ye Fan reads the four words, presses down the restlessness in his heart, and looks over with expectant eyes: "May I ask Celestial Master, what is a Sacred Body?"

"Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, one of the top physiques in the Great Universe."

Lin Xian smiles leisurely, teasing: "Even if you don't work hard, eat your old capital, and only cultivate your bloodline, after cultivating to the Quasi-Emperor Ninth Level, the Sacred Body is Great Completion, comparable to attaining the Dao in another way."

"Punching the forbidden zone nursing home, kicking the Holy Spirit kindergarten, it's not just talk, it really has that kind of combat power."

In an instant, Ye Fan is extremely embarrassed, and the crowd tries their best to hold back their laughter, struggling to support.

"Nursing home, kindergarten... really awesome!"

Finally, Pang Bo cannot help but laugh, pats Ye Fan on the shoulder, raises his eyebrows, as if indicating, brother, you are not much better.

Ye Fan's face turns black. The Desolate Ancient Sacred Body sounds awesome, but when it comes to fighting, it specializes in harming the old, weak, sick, and disabled, not talking about martial virtue at all.

"Celestial Master." Pang Bo coughs, holding back his laughter, and asks boldly: "How is the future of this Desolate Ancient Sacred Body?"

"Second in the world." Lin Xian smiles indifferently, using the calmest tone to say the most terrifying fact.

Second in the world?

Second in the world!

The bronze coffin is dead silent. For a long time, Zhou Yi asks carefully: "Celestial Master, does this second in the world refer to Earth, or..."

"It is the Myriad Heavens and Domains, hundreds of millions of galaxies." Lin Xian says meaningfully: "To be precise, it is the second in the Great Universe."

"Since the Desolate Ancient era, the strongest person in every era is honored as the Great Emperor."

"Great Completion Sacred Body is the number one person under the Great Emperor."

"Under one person, above hundreds of millions of people."

Saying this, Lin Xian suddenly says to the system in his heart, it turns out we didn't transmigrate to the wrong place.

The Under One Person version of Shrouding the Heavens is also under one person.

System 10086:???

It seems, maybe, perhaps, it makes some sense.

Silence, still death-like silence, even Ye Fan is a bit confused, am I that awesome? Even I don't know.

The crowd looks at Ye Fan with strange colors.

Heroes create the times, times create heroes. As small citizens of Earth, what they pursue is just a rich life, and they have never thought of claiming kings and hegemony.

But, the big environment is changing too fast!

It's like an ordinary person suddenly knowing that their neighbor who sells mats can be an emperor in the future.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 6 =====