It was rare that there was someone as leisurely and elegant as him at such a late hour. Ling Han hurriedly chased after him. At first glance, he saw that he was an old man. He must have looked very old. But the strange thing was that after a second glance,
, and I think he is very young.
This feeling is really weird and contradictory.
However, this is not the weirdest thing, but the old man is not real!
Hit a ghost!
Ling Han was shocked, this was a holy land, and there was actually a ghost that could walk around. This ghost was too powerful.
He quickly made a defensive move and prepared the six-character Great Ming Mantra.
Damn it, is Jixiang Tian a pig? There is clearly a big ghost here, but she, a Buddhist saint, didn't notice it at all. It's such a dereliction of duty.
"Hey, can you see me?" the ghost said suddenly. Of course, what he made was not a sound, but fluctuations in consciousness.
Ling Han was stunned. Is Yinhun still sane?
This is a big monster!
"You really have to see it!" The old man Yinhun nodded, and then counted with his fingers, "Let me think about it, how many people have you seen me?"
Ling Han originally wanted to attack, but after hearing the old man's words, he forcibly suppressed the urge to attack and said: "Senior, what do you call me?"
"You live on my territory, but you still ask me who I am?" The old man Yinhun said with a smile, then stopped pinching his fingers and said, "You are the tenth."
Ling Han was stunned for a moment, and then almost jumped up: "You are the Nine Sun Saint!"
"Boys can be taught." The old man Yinhun nodded.
No, this is actually the founder of the Nine Suns Holy Land, the Nine Suns Saint who once crossed the universe and almost became the ancestral king!
Awesome!
He has been dead for hundreds of millions of years, but his ghost still lingers.
"Boy, are you cursing me?" Saint Jiuyang asked.
Ling Han spread his hands: "How is that possible!"
"Hey, you are really thick-skinned, but that's the only way you can thrive in such a world." Nine Yang Saint nodded.
Hey, have you made an agreement with Lord Jiushan?
Ling Han never expected that he would encounter the ghost of Jiuyang Saint in Jiuyang Holy Land. Moreover, the other party seemed to be sane. What kind of ghost was this? It was as if he was not dead.
Can a strong person reach such a point? He is obviously dead, how come he still seems alive?
Look at Dorje Buddha, he still has the power of a quasi-emperor!
"Senior, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?" Ling Han asked.
Saint Jiuyang nodded: "I failed to become the emperor at the beginning, and I did have a barrier in my heart. Therefore, I specially went to grab a top mother tree, which can make my soul dissipate at an extremely slow speed. See with your own eyes, among future disciples
Is there anyone who can become an emperor?"
"As a result, alas, no one became an emperor, not even a single one became a saint."
Ling Han complained in his heart, where do you have the eyes to see it with your own eyes? He was so thick-skinned that he immediately said: "Senior, the matter of becoming an emperor and becoming a saint is left to this junior. You always have some unparalleled inheritance, why not
Teach me everything, as becoming an emperor and becoming a saint also requires a foundation."
"Over hundreds of millions of years, there have been a total of ten super geniuses who can meet me, but when it comes to being thick-skinned, you are number one." Sage Jiuyang said, "Even if others think so, you are the only one who is so generous.
Speak out."
Ling Han was not embarrassed at all: "This can only show that this junior is not hypocritical at all."
Saint Jiuyang laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, since you can see me, I will naturally teach you my secret knowledge."
Oh I see.
Ling Han sighed, he should have been a bit "shy" if he had known better to make a good impression.
"Senior, how can I see you?" he asked.
Saint Jiuyang has been dead for hundreds of millions of years, but during such a long period of time, and only ten people have seen his ghost, what are the conditions for this?
Moreover, he and the big black dog had searched the holy land many times before, searching every corner, but they did not see this ghost at all.
Did he go to have a tryst with a female ghost?
Ling Han couldn't help but complained again.
"The nine tripods can be combined into one, and it must be achieved by one's own strength." Jiuyang Sage said.
puff!
Ling Han immediately spat it out. No wonder he hadn't seen the ghost of Nine Yang Saint before. It's also no wonder that only ten people have seen this dead saint in hundreds of millions of years. It turned out that the requirements were so high.
Although the Imperial Clan also has geniuses who can combine nine tripods into one, how many of them can do it on their own?
"Besides me, who are the other nine people?" Ling Han asked.
Saint Jiuyang shook his head: "They were all once amazingly talented people, but unfortunately, seven died unexpectedly on the way to growth, and two were too strong in the early stage, and their life sources were too much lost, and they stopped in the Four Extremes.
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"According to what the senior said, the holy art you created has not been lost at all?" Ling Han asked.
"That's natural." Jiuyang Sage said, "It's just that I told them not to reveal the secret, so there has been no rumor."
"By the way, what secret method did you create in your later years?" Ling Han was curious. The original Nine Yang Saint was an extremely powerful person. The Nine Yang Finger was invincible against all Saints and could compete with the unenlightened Emperor.
And after he failed in the competition for the throne, the secret method he created in his later years will be so powerful, it must be more powerful than the Nine Yang Finger.
"God-killing technique!" Jiuyang Saint said solemnly.
Well, this name sounds domineering.
"At the beginning, I touched the edge of the emperor level, but failed to take that crucial step." Jiuyang Saint was full of regrets, "This is what I have learned in my life. I am too strong. Alas, it is easy to break.
.Although I have never believed in evil and believe that as long as you are extremely strong, you can ascend to the throne of God in any way, the facts have proved..."
He shook his head and said: "Later, I began to deduce the emperor's art, but after all, I only touched the edge, so this god-slaying art is only a semi-finished product. I hope that after passing it on to you, you can completely perfect it in the future and become an expert.
True imperial art."
"Only the Dharma created by oneself is the strongest!"
The old man said solemnly.
Ling Han nodded, he strongly agreed with this point.
It's not that the emperor's skills are not strong, it's that those who come after him are all imitators, and it's impossible to fully grasp the essence and exert 100% of the power.
The Jiuyang Saint was able to fight all over the world with few opponents, even the emperor bowed his head, because his method was self-created.
If Ling Han can complete the God-Slaying Technique, it can be regarded as his own method, and he can naturally exert the strongest power.
"Senior, please teach me!" Ling Han said solemnly.
Saint Jiuyang did not whet Ling Han's appetite. He immediately began to teach Ling Han the god-slaying technique. However, this god-slaying technique was too profound, exceeding the level of holy arts and touching the edge of imperial arts.
Therefore, after this night, Ling Han only learned a little bit.
"The power of the sun consumes a lot of my soul power. Come back at night." Nine Yang Saint said, and then disappeared in a flash.