Chapter 310: Qingdi's God Elephant Prison Suppressing

"I humbly request that the senior point out a path to becoming an Immortal!"

Qingdi looked at Xuanzang with a sincere expression; he bowed and performed a salute, completely setting aside his dignity and face as a Great Emperor.

"As expected of Qingdi, he saw through Xuan Ge's extraordinariness at a single glance," Ye Fan said.

"I seem to have seen the Holy Monk before, but I cannot recall it; my memories are blurred," the Little Tower said.

"Qingdi, why do you ask me for guidance? On what grounds do you think I will tell you?" Xuanzang said.

"Because this one feels that the senior is a peerless expert, a sage who is handsome, dashing, and embodies all the beauty in the world; you are worthy of reverence and can provide a Lighthouse for those who have lost their way, illuminating the path ahead," Qingdi said.

"..." Xuanzang.

"The way he put that, I reckon even Xuanzang would be too embarrassed to refuse."

Wang Wu laughed; she had not expected a dignified Great Emperor to be capable of flattery, and more importantly, he laid it on quite beautifully.

"Ahem." Xuanzang coughed slightly.

Qingdi's old face flushed slightly; in fact, he had already arrived back when Xuanzang and the others were in the great battle against the Dark Quasi-Immortal Emperor.

It was just that he could not intervene in a battle between such existences.

Even the Little Tower could not withstand it?

However, when he saw Xuanzang grant Ye Fan, Xiao Shi, and the others—whose cultivation was otherwise unremarkable—instant, heaven-defying cultivation realms, he was struck with wonder and deeply shocked.

Especially since Xuanzang had wiped out two Quasi-Immortal Emperors single-handedly, and with such ease.

Even the mysterious Desolate Tower could not see through Xuanzang's realm.

Qingdi was single-mindedly focused on becoming an Immortal, but unfortunately, the path to the Immortal Domain had vanished, and there had long been no hope of becoming an Immortal in the lower realms. In such an age, becoming an Immortal was too difficult, and how many Great Emperors of old were there like the Ruthless One?

The appearance of Xuanzang allowed him to see hope.

If it were Xuanzang, then it would certainly be possible.

"Ding, triggered 'One Good Deed a Day' mission: guide Qingdi to become an Immortal. Upon completion, receive a random reward."

At this moment, the system within Xuanzang's body transmitted a sound.

Xuanzang's expression remained unchanged; in fact, it was not impossible to guide Qingdi, so he said:

"Qingdi, when a person is in the Bitter Sea, the flesh is the boat. The Primordial Spirit is the person inside the boat. The boat carries the person, sailing toward the Other Shore.

Do you say one should cultivate the flesh, strengthening the hull until the Other Shore of the Bitter Sea is reached? Or cultivate the Primordial Spirit, making the person inside the boat familiar with the water?"

Once this question was posed, Qingdi's expression gradually became grave.

"Of course, one should cultivate both, advancing side by side."

Bai Yuekui, standing to the side, said with a firm expression.

"Qingdi, the reason you cannot become an Immortal is not because your talent is insufficient, but because you severed your own flesh and left behind only the Primordial Spirit; this is destined to never become an Immortal. Furthermore, you treat the Immortal Domain as the only hope for becoming an Immortal," Xuanzang said.

"Could it be that I was wrong?" Qingdi muttered, deeply struck.

"Not necessarily wrong, but certainly not right. There are those who can achieve Transcendence through the Primordial Spirit, but that is definitely not you as you are now.

You single-mindedly pursue Immortality, pinning your hopes on the ethereal Immortal Domain, but have you ever thought that Immortality is actually not that mysterious? It is merely a sublimation of life itself."

"With the existence of the flesh, all things must inevitably face birth, aging, sickness, and death; this is the law of all living things. As a cultivator, one must go against the current, break this law, and thus break through life and death.

The so-called Red Dust Immortal is one who struggles across the mortal world time and again, breaking through limits and the self time and again, seeing through life and death; only then can one live out a second life, a third life.

When you severed your flesh and lived in hiding within the Desolate Tower, you already lost the qualifications to become a Red Dust Immortal. Do you understand?" Xuanzang said.

Although Qingdi was a Great Emperor of his generation, whose good name would spread for ten thousand ages, and whose talent was peerless, comparable to the Ruthless One and Wu Shi.

But since the other party had asked for guidance, Xuanzang did not hold back in stating his own views.

Qingdi was stunned by Xuanzang's lecture, his entire being in a state of stupor.

If someone of the same realm had said this, Qingdi would not have been so moved, and might not have even cared.

But the person was Xuanzang, a Great Ability who had slain a Quasi-Immortal Emperor; what could he use to refute him?

"What he says makes sense; the flesh and the Primordial Spirit are indeed both indispensable. Back then, Liu Shen abandoned the flesh and crossed the Boundary Sea with the Primordial Spirit, but ultimately failed..." the Little Tower sighed.

"Senior, tell me, do I still have a chance?" Qingdi asked tremblingly, his thoughts complex.

"The problem is not major. I will impart a method to you, specifically for cultivating the flesh; you may contemplate it yourself," Xuanzang said.

"Many thanks, senior." Qingdi's face revealed a look of gratitude.

Xuanzang flicked his finger, and a point of spiritual light submerged into Qingdi's Primordial Spirit.

Qingdi's Primordial Spirit trembled, feeling a vast surge of information pouring in.

"Using Qi to guide the spirit, using the spirit to form the elephant; with every movement, the strength of a giant elephant,"

"Within a person's body, there are eight hundred and forty million particles. Once all are awakened, they rival the God Elephant, capable of Overturning Seas, roaring down the stars, plucking the moon and swallowing the sun, all within a single thought."

"God Elephant Prison Suppressing!"

After digesting the God Elephant Prison Suppressing, Qingdi's expression was one of horror; there was actually such a formidable cultivation art in the world.

This art not only recorded the method to awaken the particles of the flesh but also contained infinite methods for cultivating the Primordial Spirit, broad and profound, vast and unfathomable.

For instance, the Great Dao Endurance Heart, the World King Refining God Great Method, the secret technique of Spirit Creation of the Heavens' Godhead, and the Holy Brightness Illumination Great Method.

These were all methods for Primordial Spirit cultivation, among which the most powerful was the Wu Wu Great Method, created by the Supreme Sovereign.

This method could allow one to comprehend the subtlety of creation within nothingness; it was truly the essence.

Once cultivated to a certain realm, even a single strand of divine thought could possess the Ability to dispel all illusions, comprehend the Innate Divine Dao, break through all ancient cultivation, and become invincible and god-like.

"Many thanks, senior."

Qingdi bowed again, convinced and submissive.

With this method, why worry about not being able to become an Immortal?

The senior was right; Immortality was merely a sublimation of the level of life, and in fact, it was not as mysterious or difficult to break through as he had imagined.

He had simply been bound by his own obsession, imagining how difficult Immortality was to transcend.

Now, he was suddenly enlightened, as if finding a new path through the dark willows and bright flowers.

"Xuan Ge, you actually passed on the God Elephant Prison Suppressing technique. Why don't you give me a set too?" Ye Fan said.

"The time is not yet right," Xuanzang said.

"It seems this world will have a Green Elephant in the future," Wang Wu couldn't help but tease.

At this moment, the figure of the Time River beneath their feet began to slowly fade, because the Beidou Star Domain and even the entire universe, which had been frozen by the eight Quasi-Immortal Emperors, were once again brimming with vitality, and all things were cycling again.

"This matter is concluded, we should go," Xuanzang said.

"Xuan Ge, don't leave yet, stay a few more days," Ye Fan said.

"If you aren't afraid of a few more variables, you can try," Xuanzang said.

"Sob sob sob, the chubby girl, the little sister from the Ji Family, the Saintess of Yaoguang, and also big sister Yan Ruyu, and the cutest Nannan."

Xiao Shi was a bit sad; he had only just met the chubby girl and they were already parting.

"Get lost! You Diliu," Ye Fan said angrily.

"..." Qingdi.

"Hahaha, still the same as always," the Little Tower sighed with emotion.

"By the way, Qingdi, we are all old acquaintances. How about you share a tiny bit of the origin of your Demon Emperor Heart with me?" Ye Fan said.

"You are all friends of my senior, which means you are my beloved friends and family; this little matter is trivial," Qingdi said.

"Qingdi, I, Ye Fan, have decided to be your brother," Ye Fan laughed.

"..." Qingdi revealed a polite and not awkward smile.

Through the Dao Fruit, he also saw Ye Fan's future; having a Heavenly Emperor brother with such great strength was not a loss.

"The harvest this time is a bit small, all because of those Darkness creatures, sigh," Han Li said.

"How about we ransack those Forbidden Lands and such before we leave?" Wang Wu suggested.

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