Ye Fan is the Emperor of Heaven. He is not only invincible in this world, but also there are few people who can compare with him throughout the ages. With such a shout, the sound of the Tao shook the thirty-third heaven.
His white hair was disheveled, and he strode forward to chase after him. However, the man was also very fast and did not catch up immediately. They climbed into the sky and entered the sea of stars.
This is definitely an emperor-level figure, otherwise it would be impossible to have such unparalleled magical powers, and his cultivation reaches the heavens and the earth, which is rare in ancient times.
As they walked and chased each other, the distance got closer and closer. Finally, the old man returned to Beidou, came to the ruins outside Lingxu Cave, and stopped to stand.
"Who is it?" Ye Fan asked with a dull expression.
"Cough..." The skinny figure coughed violently, turned around slowly, sighed, and sat on a Crouching Tiger Stone next to him.
Ye Fan strode over and sat on a big bluestone next to him. With his strength reaching his level, even if the most powerful people in ancient times were resurrected, he could face it calmly.
"Qing Emperor?" Ye Fan tried to ask.
"It's me." The skinny old man nodded. This is not the real body, but the supreme soul that has been transformed and manifested in the human world.
A simple question and answer is very dull, but if it is spread, it will definitely shock the ages. The legendary Qing Emperor is still in the human world and has not completely died, which is different from what the world knows!
"Fellow Taoist is indeed powerful. He is proud of the past and present. He single-handedly quelled chaos and swept restricted areas. His glorious achievements will shock the ages." The skinny old man said while coughing.
"The predecessors have paved the way and have almost killed the masters in the restricted area. These achievements of mine are nothing, it is just a matter of course in this life." Ye Fan said.
Although he was surprised by the reappearance of the Qing Emperor, it was not too surprising. After all, it was extremely abnormal for the only person who had attained enlightenment in the past hundred thousand years to die like that, and he should have gone against his will.
In fact, just in terms of longevity, the Qing Emperor should not have died.
"I dismembered myself, and my soul entered the Immortal Weapon Tower. I never thought that I would almost die." Qingdi sighed.
At this time, he revealed his true appearance. He was an old man with a pale face, gray hair, a tall figure, and deep eyes. He had the radiance of wisdom and insight into everything in the world.
There are only two immortal weapons left in this world, one is the Immortal Bell and the other is the Desolate Tower. The fact that the Qing Emperor could obtain one and take possession of it shows how powerful he is.
"You came out to meet me. Do you have any advice?" Ye Fan asked calmly.
"Fellow Taoist has come to this point. As the Emperor of Heaven, what else can I give you? I just hope to see him once." Qingdi said with a smile.
Ye Fan was dumbfounded, this was naturally not true, because he had seen the back of Qing Emperor here when he came back from outside the territory.
I think it was just because the Emperor of Heaven was in his twilight years and the Qing Emperor came to see him, just like Ye Fan went to visit the Golden Crow Emperor. Is this a similar farewell?
"Actually, I came out to thank fellow Taoist. If it hadn't been for you, I might have been in danger, and I might have slept until death." Qingdi sighed.
What he said was true, his emperor's blood once transformed into a green lotus, resurrected in Ye Fan's body, and then left, so that the Qing Emperor awakened.
"It takes a little effort, but it doesn't matter." Ye Fan said.
Their conversation was ordinary, but if word spread to the outside world, it would definitely cause huge waves. No one knew that there was a Qing Emperor still alive and alive again.
One is the Emperor of Heaven, and the other is the first person in the past 100,000 years. If someone sees the dialogue between these two legendary emperors, they will definitely be shocked. This is something even more amazing than the most glorious battle between gods in history.
This was a conversation between powerful men from ancient times. They didn't speak much, but they touched on various taboo topics such as the Great Way and immortality.
The Qing Emperor explained his way, and now perhaps only the Huangta and the Immortal Bell can accommodate his soul. This is far better than Huangxu's father who smelted his body and the gilded Phoenix Wings into one body.
The Qing Emperor suppressed the gods in the Desolate Tower and opened up a small divine realm there. He wanted to evolve into a fairy realm. He wanted to create a fairy world in this human world where he could live forever.
It has to be said that the Qing Emperor has amazed the ancient and modern times. He is really too powerful. He wants to single-handedly evolve the fairyland world that the Ancient Emperor longs for.
Don't ask for help, don't borrow external powers from the heavens, but create it yourself and create a real fairyland, which is astonishing and defying the heavens!
The two talked about the great road and elaborated on the method of immortality. It can be said that they were very speculative. The plain words contained the supreme truth and they felt like they were mutual confidants.
"It was just a failed world. In the desolate tower, although my life passed slowly, it was wasting away day by day. When one day I reappear in the world, it will prove that this road is unreachable. That will be me.
It’s time for one final push.”
After Qingdi finished speaking, he stood up and said goodbye to Ye Fan. At the same time, he gave a meaningful look and said, "Fellow Taoist, take care."
Ye Fan nodded, left, and returned to the heaven. He sat here for thousands of years, and in the process, he became older and his vitality was diminished.
But the enemy he was waiting for did not appear, and the similar flower he was looking for was nowhere to be seen. In this way, Ye Fan grew older day by day, and his energy and blood were depleted. By the time he was 23,000 years old, his true hero was late.
, just like the sunset that is about to set.
He was waiting for something ominous to happen, waiting for the enemy, but after the golden hair appeared on his body, he sat cross-legged in the heaven, and nothing happened again.
With white hair and shawl, he could no longer see an old friend in the vast world. Ye Fan showed signs of fatigue, his face was full of traces of time, standing alone in the familiar palace, but the seat of the old friend was empty, just like him
My heart is empty.
"Repay the Emperor of Heaven!"
Outside the Heavenly Palace, there was a great sage who spoke with great respect. He was a descendant of Li Heishui for who knows how many generations. He had extraordinary cultivation and was now one of the giants in Heaven.
In this withered world, where the law is suppressed and the quasi-emperor is invisible, the Great Sage already possesses peerless combat power.
It has been 10,000 years since anyone came here to report to Ye Fan, because he had already ordered that if there was no important matter of life and death, no one should come here to disturb him. This heavenly palace has been covered with dust, and spider webs have formed.
"What's the matter?" Ye Fan asked.
When he heard the response from someone in the Heavenly Palace, Li Tianming was overjoyed and even trembled with excitement. More than ten thousand years have passed since the last time his disciples reported this. The Emperor of Heaven is already twenty-three thousand years old and he is still in the world. This is a god.
Traces and surprises.
Because there have been rumors in the outside world that the Emperor of Heaven was seated at 20,000 years old and is no longer in the world.
"God, the reason why I alarm you is because there is a letter from you here."
As soon as Ye Fan raised his hand, the glow flashed, and the letter appeared in his hand. After unfolding it, his expression changed, and it turned out to be a letter from Duan De.
"Boy, your life is really long. You haven't died yet?"
The words that came up made Ye Fan look weird.
"Don't look for it. Master Tao, I buried myself a long time ago. It has been exactly eight thousand years since my soul dried up and died. I set the time for this letter in advance with the magic circle and passed it on to future generations."
Ye Fan was moved. Although Duan De had buried himself a long time ago, if it was according to what the letter said, he would not have really died until he was about fifteen thousand years old.
"The Pluto Emperor is indeed amazing, his methods are unparalleled!"
Obviously, Duan De is extremely powerful, and his final result is not weaker than that of the Great Emperor. He is accumulating the reincarnation seal of the Supreme Being. He already has four paths in his body, and he doesn't know how many more lives his body will have to regenerate.
"Don't look for me. I know you are far superior to Master Yuan Tian and I have been on guard against you for a long time. Don't try to steal my tomb." After reading this, the corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched.
"Nothing else, I just feel lonely after death. I want to talk to you about life and connect with you." Ye Fan couldn't laugh or cry. This... was really his unscrupulous style.
"Don't be grateful to me. Friends are friends. I am a principled person. When I reappear in the next life, I will definitely rob your tomb. Who calls you the Emperor of Heaven? I think I will definitely treat you then.
I am very interested in the tomb of the Emperor of Heaven, and I get excited just thinking about it. Hundreds of thousands of years later, when I reappear, I will dig the tomb of the Emperor of Heaven. Hey, in ancient times, who could do this? Who can do this? I will look down on the world, but I am the only one who can do it!"
After reading this, Ye Fan could only curse and said: "You bastard!"
"I'll give you a piece of advice: hide the grave, otherwise we'll have to reminisce about old times in both human and ghost ways." This was Duan De's final words.
After that, the universe was peaceful, and Ye Fan stayed in seclusion on the cliff of the Immortal Mountain for thousands of years. During this period, he only saw his little girl and never met anyone else.
He lived until he was 26,000 years old, his body was haggard, and all his blood and essence were gone. He finally reached the end of his life, and this life was about to end.
"Where is that similar flower? Has it been missed in this life?"
Although Ye Fan didn't go out, the heaven was still running, looking for that flower, but he had never seen it.
"Are you afraid? I'm already old and my blood is withered, but I still dare not show up. What's the so-called ominous thing?!"
He kept waiting, but there was still no movement.
At this time, the outside world was spreading rumors that the Emperor of Heaven had passed away and a generation of supreme masters had left the world.
"Be careful!"
Twenty-six thousand years old, Ye Fan couldn't stand it any longer. A flash of sunlight appeared in his palm, and a purple unicorn appeared. This was the fruit of the immortal elixir that he had picked.
Ye Fan opened his mouth and swallowed it, and then with a roar, the blood rushed into the sky and spread to all directions, submerging the entire Immortal Mountain and shaking the entire universe.
In the past, Ye Fan had eaten the Nine Wonderful Medicine Fruit, but it was not born from a complete mother's body. The total was only a part of the perfect elixir, so taking it now is still effective.
Twenty-six thousand years later, the Emperor of Heaven was reborn. No one needed to spread the news. Everyone could feel the fluctuations of his Dao, shaking the universe, and all Dao surrendered and wailed.
"It's amazing. This is the beginning of the journey to the Emperor of Heaven!"
The whole world was shocked and everyone was stunned. Ye Fan's first life was over and he lived for 26,000 years. Not to mention that he had only seen him since ancient times.
Now that he is reborn, this is such a shocking thing. How many years will he live? No one can tell clearly!
Ye Fan sighed. He has been suffering until now, waiting for something ominous to happen, hoping to smooth everything out in the first life. He never thought that the person did not come. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to register as a member of Piaotian Literature
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