"After I come to this era, how should I go back?" Lin Bei was also thinking secretly. He was not from this era, and there was no way he could live until later generations.
If this were the case, then he would have already become a supreme being in future generations.
If that's the case, it's impossible. After all, there can't be two him. One is him, and the other is him. It's a time and space paradox. 58○
As for dying in this era?
Lin Bei doesn’t think so!
So, another two days passed.
finally.
Lin Bei felt a commotion coming from behind.
He turned around and realized that the commotion behind him actually came from a man stepping on the coffin. As soon as he appeared, a cold aura erupted.
This person appeared in a very high profile.
Of course, this also caused dissatisfaction among some creatures. Some people shouted at them because of their strong cultivation, but they were suppressed by the man who stepped on the coffin.
"If it were not outside the White Holy Palace, I would not kill anyone. Today, you have turned into a dead soul."
Burial opening.
far away.
Lin Bei narrowed his eyes slightly.
No wonder Chenwu doesn't like burials.
To be honest, he doesn't like it either.
Coupled with the events in later generations, it can be said that Lin Bei has no good impression of Zian Yuan, and is even hostile. To be precise, if he had not come to this era by chance, he would still be following Zian Yuan's ghosts now.
There's a big war.
"This burial, it seems, is not as good as mine!"
Lin Bei was deep in thought.
He was thinking, what attitude should he take towards this funeral?
Rush up and beat him up?
Anyway, it is definitely impossible to kill. If it could be killed, there should be no burial abyss in future generations.
Take a beating to relieve your anger?
Or...get to know each other?
When the time comes, I will show my face in future generations!
Ghost, I am your ancestor!
...friends!
Just when Lin Bei was thinking this, Zang's eyes turned towards Lin Bei.
However, at this time, Lin Bei's appearance and aura had changed. He was different from his original self. He looked at each other calmly.
Just at this time.
The White Palace is opened.
"If you want to hear the sermon, come in!"
As a voice sounded, all the powerful men gathered here immediately took off and headed towards the White Holy Palace.
In the White Saint Palace, a square filled with mustard seeds appeared, like a world.
It obviously doesn't look too vast, but it can easily accommodate millions of creatures.
Later.
Lin Bei saw that a beautiful woman in white appeared out of thin air, a wave of holy power circulated, and all the creatures on the scene were silent.
"Today, I am giving a sermon at the opening of the palace, aiming to explain the nine secrets of spirituality and the method of cultivation!"
Saint Bai Jie spoke up.
Lin Bei's expression changed slightly.
Nine secrets of spirituality?
Could it be that he harvested the method of opening nine spiritual portals in that white pillar of light, the Nine-Character Spiritual Art?
"The Nine Secrets of the Spirit are divided into: Lin, Soldier, Fighter, Reception, Formation, Line, Front, and Line!"
"Among them, Linzijue corresponds to Linmen in the spirit, which can communicate with the spiritual world and open a spiritual portal..."
Saint Bai Jie began to explain the Nine Secrets of Spirituality.
This is the Nine-Character Spiritual Art that Lin Bei obtained.
This surprised Lin Bei.
Isn't this some undisclosed secret?
But is it a creature of this era, something everyone knows?
Or is it that Saint Bai Jie was so generous that he directly taught this supreme method?
Lin Bei was confused.
But he also took this opportunity to listen carefully.
The saint's sermon was not just about explaining the nine spiritual secrets, but during the process of her explanation, there was a kind of holy voice lingering around, which made Lin Bei feel that it was easier for him to realize the Tao and to understand many things.
This is probably why many people are willing to come and listen to the saint’s sermons.
And in the sermon of Saint Bai Jie, Lin Bei also understood that his guess was not wrong. The last spiritual portal he had not opened, the corresponding "Xing" formula, was indeed the corresponding speed, the spiritual realm.
