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Chapter 1815 A similar flower

The gray-haired man smiled, his white teeth shining brightly, his eyes deep, and he said: "I'm still alive."

"You're a liar. It's been more than 125,000 years and you're still alive. Could it be that the emperor's corpse is a psychic, or are you a fake in the first place?" The fat man shouted, quickly retreating.

However, his spiritual sense was keen, and he soon sensed a familiar aura. He was stunned and said in a trembling voice: "You...could it really be Mark?"

"It's me." The Emperor of Heaven nodded, still sitting at the exit of the tomb, looking at him quietly.

"It scares people to death. Do you know that anyone can do things like you?! By the way, how did you survive?" Of course he was Duan De. At this time, he was a little messy and his mouth was dry.

It's hard to accept this fact.

"I have survived life after life like this. This is the twilight years of my fourth life." Ye Fan said.

Duan De's eyes almost popped out of his head, staring at him as if he were a monster, and said: "Your grandfather, does it really make you defy the heavens? The poor Taoist has only accumulated five reincarnation seals so far through hard work. Although it has reached

The speed of this life has begun to accelerate, but it is still far from the theoretical speculation that the nine reincarnation seals will merge into one and become an immortal, and you have actually reached this step."

When Ye Fan heard this, he was deeply touched. He stared at Duan De and looked at the five white marks formed in his body. He suddenly felt that there was no limit to the mystery.

Duan De felt guilty and hurriedly retreated. But Ye Fan, as the Emperor of Heaven, can naturally understand all the secrets. A brief gaze can yield huge rewards!

"Alas, I won't be able to dig your tomb of the Emperor of Heaven in this life. Let me help you make some assumptions. Although you said you are already in your old age, why do I think you can live for more than ten thousand years? You will probably die in this life.

Behind me, Pindao is very unhappy!"

Duan De rolled his eyes and stared at him angrily. In this life, Ye Fan might actually die for him. Seeing him buried first, it really made him feel weird.

After so many years, Duan De was used to seeing life and death. Generations of relatives and friends left him, and he was the one who saw them off. Unexpectedly, he met a pervert who watched him die first.

"I don't have much time. I will kill everything within an hour, leaving only a piece of Xuan Gong to protect the body." Duan De said, this is a real new life for him, and when we meet again, it will be like the end, and we will no longer know each other.

"Waiting for your nine reincarnation seals to gather together." Ye Fan nodded, then smiled and said: "Or when you are in your later years in this life, I will come to see you off and inject everything from your previous life into your memory crystal."

"You are so perverted, I don't believe I will see you again when I open my eyes next time!" Duan De turned around and left, feeling free and easy, and disappeared into the world of mortals.

Ye Fan watched him go away and couldn't help but sigh. In ancient times, there were so many outstanding people who traveled to heaven in search of immortality, and succeeded one after another without any regrets. But now, no one has succeeded, and most of them died on the way.

As powerful as he is, he is just groping now. He is not truly immortal, but has just gone farther on this road.

But it is such a group of people who have no regrets that make the road to eternal life colorful. The emperor commands the mythical era.

Or, the physical body undergoes tribulations one after another, living nine different lives and creating a true reincarnation.

They either died, or ended sadly, or were still persistent, or were still on the road, blooming the brightest light and playing a sonorous war song on this road.

Ye Fan returned to heaven and sealed Ye Tong, Xiaosong, Jiang Tingting, etc., leaving only the Chaos baby girl behind, and wanted to teach her personally for a few years.

After four years of this, even a man as powerful as the Emperor of Heaven could not help but marvel that this kind of physique was extraordinary and was naturally suitable for cultivation, and any method could be carried forward in his hands.

"Grandpa Shi, can I be as powerful as you in the future?" Xiao Yexian asked, blinking his big eyes.

"You can become an emperor, and you should be invincible for the rest of your life, but you need to know that there are people outside the world, and there is a world outside the world. Even now, the master dare not say that his combat power is the best in ancient and modern times. Bloodline can give you an advantage, but it does not represent the ultimate achievement." Ye Fan warned.

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The little girl nodded and practiced very seriously.

Another half year later, Ye Fan sealed her. This life was not the time for her to shine. Her glory was destined to be in a future life, because the Emperor of Heaven had already foreseen something.

Through these years of getting along with each other, Ye Fan not only taught the little girl Taoism, he also gained a lot and truly understood the mystery of the Chaos Body.

"Is it really like what the world says? Only the innate holy body and Tao embryo can be compared with it." He whispered, looking at the sky in the distance.

Apart from this, there may also be the stone egg under the Immortal Heavenly Sword. It is very mysterious and has not been born yet. And if the Emperor has heirs, they are destined to be unpredictable.

Thinking of this, Ye Fan laughed again. This melon boy, the God Baby, is definitely an extraordinary person!

"Eh!" Suddenly, Ye Fan's heart was shaken, and then he calmly deduced and sighed: "A similar flower finally appeared. Is this confusing my Taoist mind and denying my path?"

He has deduced it, but it will take some time to actually find it.

On Gouchen Ancient Star, an old man with sparse hair and few hairs left was walking in the mortal world. He saw Duan De at a glance, as if he had seen a ghost, and then chased after him, saying: "Fellow Taoist, please stay.

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Duan De stumbled, did a big somersault, and got up chewing on the dirt, saying: "Damn bad luck, you can even fall down while walking."

Now he has long forgotten the past and only knows this life, but there is always a thought in his head reminding him of what he is looking for.

"Are you really... Taoist Master Duan?" The old man opened his eyes wide and was extremely shocked.

"Did you trip me just now?" Duan De frowned.

"Fellow Taoist, please calm down, everything is in harmony." The old man smiled, shook his big head, and came closer, hoping that Duan De would recognize him clearly.

"Why does it sound so familiar to me? It seems that I have heard it more than once." Duan De shivered, and then he tore the void with a chirp and disappeared from here.

"The emperor-level body has lost its memory. Could it be that he has succeeded in another life? I think this immortal body will be cut off by itself soon." The old man said to himself. It was the declining god Huntuo Great Sage who took advantage of him in the past.

He sealed himself early before his longevity was over.

Not long after, the great sage Huntuo came to heaven and asked to see the Emperor of Heaven. When his name was announced, to his surprise, even though many lives had passed, someone actually knew him.

"You are... the legendary god of decay?!"

"Fellow Taoist, that's a ridiculous compliment, but how could you remember me?"

"I'm not appreciative, I'm afraid. I've seen the ancient book about the emperor's struggle for hegemony in the world, and there's a portrait of you in it. It's really exactly the same. You...can't be a real person, right?"

"It's me."

As soon as these words came out, there was a vacuum in front of Nantianmen. A group of people backed up and shouted: "Don't come over, just wait, we will report it to you."

When Ye Fan saw Huntuo again, he was a little speechless. This decrepit god actually survived, but he was really old and unbelievable.

"Thanks to the dragon loach that fellow Taoist gave me back then, which allowed me to live for another eight hundred years," Hunduo said.

Ye Fan nodded and asked him to sit down. The dragon loach was just something he exchanged with his descendants in the stone workshop when he was young.

"Fellow Taoist, I am here to deliver a message to you. I once saw two people who were old acquaintances in the past, but they no longer recognize Pindao and have lost their memories."

Hun Tuo talked about Duan De, and then mentioned another person, who turned out to be An Miaoyi.

"It's really her, a similar flower has appeared." Ye Fan sighed, and finally he extended his life for Lao Hun by cutting his veins and using the forbidden method of the Emperor of Heaven for two thousand years before sending him away.

"Can I stay? I can also guard the Nantian Gate." Huntuo hoped that one day Ye Fan could seal him in the heaven to show his loyalty.

Finally, a thin-haired divine general appeared in front of the Nantian Gate, making all the heavenly soldiers tremble.

It was still Beidou, still in that sacred city, a girl dressed in white as snow was walking, and as soon as she entered the city, she alerted several ancient sects.

"This girl looks very similar to the person in the Tianjiao picture!"

"It's... An Miaoyi! But that's not right, she is already dead."

The girl was quirky, and said with a smile: "I'm from the Western Desert."

When Ye Fan came and found her, he felt sad. The same appearance, but a little more immature, but the soul was completely different.

"Emperor of Heaven!"

"The Emperor of Heaven is here!"

At this moment, the divine city was in a state of shock, and people rushed in crazily, causing a huge uproar.

"Ah, you are the Emperor of Heaven, can you accept me as your disciple?" the girl asked innocently. She was much more immature and innocent than An Miaoyi back then, and she is now sixteen or seventeen years old.

"Okay." Ye Fan nodded, with only this sentence, he knew that the real An Miaoyi would never be seen again, and would never appear in this world again.

It took hundreds of thousands of years for similar flowers to appear, but the soul was completely different. I think Miaoyi was just comforting him and telling him not to be sad.

Thinking of this, the Emperor of Heaven felt great pain in his heart. Even though his current combat power was unparalleled and he could look down upon all the strong men in ancient and modern times, he still felt powerless.

"Why does being with the Emperor of Heaven make me feel so familiar, as if it happened just yesterday?" the young girl muttered in a low voice.

Ye Fan was startled and didn't say anything. He took her back to heaven. After observing her soul carefully, he began to teach her Dafa in person from that day on.

The girl's name is Kou Xiaoxiao. She has a lively personality, is simple and has no scheming. Compared with the past An Miaoyi, the personality difference is really huge and completely different.

Ye Fan taught her Dafa seriously, fulfilled his promise to another person in the past, protected him, and made her strength soar.

As for feelings, he only regarded Kou Xiaoxiao as his disciple and his daughter, because she was completely different from the person she was back then. Seeing her bright smile, Mark was in a daze for a while, with tears in his eyes, and finally he could only sigh.

This was the most depressing time for the Emperor of Heaven in a hundred thousand years. After that, his eyes became profound and he no longer had any other mood swings.

Looking back again, it seems that the woman in white in the sacred city is still there, but she is not the person in front of me. She can only feel the sadness flowing quietly through the years.

Finally, Ye Fan gave a rare treasure to Kou Xiaoxiao. It was a rare thing that he cut out in the Northern Divine City. It was called Xian Linglong, which could emit bursts of divine sounds and flow five-color divine light.

Legend has it that as long as you enter the fairy world, the fairy will turn into a fairy scripture. He gave it to An Miaoyi back then, and now he gave it to this similar flower.

"I have seen this kind of rare treasure in ancient books, and only one or two have appeared in all ages. It is said that if it is brought into the fairy world, the fairy sound it emits can also awaken the past and present lives." Kou Xiaoxiao liked it very much.

This is a golden age. A similar flower disturbed the tranquility in Ye Fan's heart, but his path became stronger. His eyes were extremely deep and he wanted to see through the immortal road.

Ye Fan shocked the universe by accepting this closed disciple.

What an honor and luck it is to be accepted by the Emperor of Heaven as a disciple. Over the past hundreds of thousands of years, countless people have wanted to enter this door, but in the end they could only sigh with regret.

Five hundred years later, Kou Xiaoxiao became a quasi-emperor. A thousand years later, he became enlightened in a different way. The fairy in white was invincible and shone brightly on the world!

People calmed down and thought about it carefully. She was a disciple of the Emperor of Heaven, and it was within the acceptable range to achieve such an achievement.

The Emperor of Heaven is indeed terrible, invincible in ancient and modern times, this is the emotion of everyone.

Ye Fan looked back, vaguely looking through the long river of time, and saw the gorgeous An Miaoyi, smiling at him from a distance, making him silent.

"The path to immortality will be opened!" This is the roar of the Emperor of Heaven.

"Yes, the path to immortality will finally be opened!" At this moment, someone in the universe responded to him.

Beidou, Donghuang.

An ancient tower rises, surrounded by immortal energy, shaking the sky forever. A great emperor rises and reappears in the world. He is the Qing Emperor, and he has returned in his true form!

The whole world was shocked. The Qing Emperor was still alive and not dead either?!

Ye Fan stepped forward to greet him, and met the Demon Emperor again in the sea of ​​stars.

Now that the Qing Emperor is born, he has adjusted himself to the peak state. He has a majestic appearance, loose black hair, eyes like lightning, and a lotus in the sky for eternity, reappearing the peerless style of that year.

"My path is wrong. I have reached the end, but there is no hope. Today will be my last chance in this life." Qingdi said calmly, while the desolate tower above his head rumbled.

The tower is simple and simple, divided into nine floors, flowing with the power of time, as if it runs through the entire ancient history of cultivation.

"I protect the Dharma for my fellow Taoist and help you." Ye Fan said.

"Okay!" Qing Di nodded, and when he raised his hand, a Lotus Soldier flew from the Big Dipper and appeared in his palm. When it danced, the universe thundered, chaos surged, and the world was created.

In this way, with the desolate tower on his head and the Green Lotus Soldier in his hand, he made the last fight in his life to forcefully penetrate the fairyland!

This was neither the right time nor the right place, because there was no time to wait. There were only two of the most powerful people in ancient times, standing side by side.

"boom!"

In the past 100,000 years, the most powerful heaven-defying strike broke out. The Qing Emperor and the Heavenly Emperor jointly took action, shaking the vast universe.

Endless fairy light burst out, the desolate tower collided, the lotus soldiers trembled, and the Qing Emperor roared. He entered a passage made of blazing light, and Ye Fan's Emperor Fist also penetrated there!

When everything came to an end, the aura of light faded away, and the large cracks in the void that spread to many galaxies slowly closed. The desolate tower remained in place, and Ye Fan stood alone.

"The sad picture of a lifetime, how many heroes are buried in foreign lands, how many brilliance will never be seen again..."

After a long time, Ye Fan whispered that he didn't know whether Qingdi succeeded. A few broken green lotus leaves withered and fell on the spot.

The universe is empty and silent, but it cannot bury the eternal tragedy on the road to immortality. Looking in the distance, generations of amazing heroes have fallen on this road. The fighting saint emperor who vowed to become a warrior immortal, the amazing and talented Demon Emperor Xue

The moon is clear, and there is a lotus in the eternal blue sky... There are many tragic songs on the immortal road! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Piaotian Literature Register Member to recommend this work. Your support is my greatest motivation

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