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Chapter nine hundred and thirteen saints are not human

With a major, breakthrough discovery, Lin Xi did not feel happy.

Because everything is so coincidental.

"Saints are not human, so Jiang Baixuan is not Bai Xuan, and the Jiang Baixuan in front of him is definitely not the future Dharma-ending saint." Lin Xi looked at Jiang Baixuan, observing Jiang Baixuan's past and... future.

Saints are not human... This truth is very simple.

Just like Bai Fan, Chu Lingxiao, Chaos Demon God Lin Xi... they can all be counted as Lin Xi.

But Lin Xi is definitely not them.

Sure enough, from Lin Xi's observation, Jiang Baixuan's future was clear at a glance.

A successful sports master, a decent game anchor, a silly boy who was teased and then abandoned by capital, and a green tea cash machine.

His peak period lasted only five or six years, and he had no shortage of money, reputation, status, women... it was as if the world was revolving around him, and then after the peak passed, he fell into an endless abyss.

It wasn't until I was forty that I came out of the gloom and re-recognized my ordinary life. Then I worked as a network administrator in an Internet cafe. When I had free time, I also taught some children to play some new competitive games.

His life has been full of gains and losses. It can be called ups and downs in a certain sense.

Perhaps you should be wondering... Why does a character who can become a saint, after his original 'reality' is taken away, the shadow left behind lead such a miserable life?

But actually, there is nothing to doubt about this.

Saints were once human beings, and not everything they do naturally goes smoothly.

Everything can be facilitated by their own efforts, talents and wisdom, but more often it is also due to factors such as the times and chance.

And growth does not happen overnight.

It does not mean that saints will not experience setbacks and failures.

Confucius traveled around the world, but his teachings and insights were still not popular!

"Although Jiang Baixuan is not a true saint of the end of the Dharma, by calculating Jiang Baixuan's 'possibility', I have found the direction." Lin Xi let go of his sight and planned to leave.

After a second thought, I suddenly paused for a second.

After thinking carefully, he gathered a familiar sword intention at his fingertips, and then gently penetrated it into the depths of Jiang Baixuan's spiritual platform.

"Yesterday you helped me, and today I will help you. Step out of the past, and the two shadows will become one... I hope you can step out of the shadow, truly gain yourself, and move forward!" Lin Xi left a mark in the deepest part of Jiang Baixuan's consciousness.

After uttering such a sentence, he cut through time and space again and disappeared.

This time, Lin Xi went to the deepest core of this era.

The galactic Big Bang has not yet occurred, and the core of the universe is extremely conspicuous and condensed.

It is between heaven and earth, transformed into a breath of energy and an invisible concept.

And right at the very core, there are some extremely terrifying...powers similar to resentment that are quietly gathering.

Throughout the ages, in many epochs, the resentment of the strong men who died because of the Tao Ancestor's plot, and the anger of the universe itself that has been regressing due to being suppressed, are entangled and kneaded together, and are about to turn into a catastrophe that will completely destroy the world.

Such a catastrophe is self-destructive.

What it wants to destroy is not just all matter in this world.

It is also the entire universe, all rules, all existence and non-existence.

In other words... when this catastrophe comes, the way of heaven will completely collapse, and in this era... those saints who are so-called one with the way of heaven will definitely fall with them.

The immortality of saints in later generations stems from the immortality of the multiverse.

In this era, the universe and the way of heaven are too fragile.

This also limits and suppresses the upper limit of what a saint can represent.

"The so-called Three Saints of the End of the Dharma were prompted by the instinct of Heaven on the eve of this catastrophe. Perhaps... Heaven chose more than three people, but only those three people achieved their goals, became saints, and broke through

Daozu’s lies caused the ancient sages to turn against Daozu.”

"After all, saints have no boundaries, but they also have feelings. How many of those powerful people have perished due to the calculations of Tao Ancestors throughout the ages... Should they be the close friends and disciples of these ancient saints?"

Lin Xi shook his head.

Then he took the initiative to hide his figure.

Use your huge computing power to mobilize some energy and cleverly cover up your traces.

It can also be regarded as a so-called... covering up the secret to a certain extent.

The next moment, Dao Ancestor and the six ancient saints arrived at the core.

Seeing the special Qi flowing at the core, Daozu's face was expressionless, as sublime and helpless as ever, making it difficult to see any emotions.

"Since the creation of heaven and earth, there have been countless catastrophes, among which the catastrophes of dragons, lichs, and gods are the most severe. However, these many catastrophes are just caused by the guidance of heaven, and then performed by saints to cause and eliminate them in advance.

The result of the calamity. All we want is to continue the lifeline of the world and push back the final calamity."

"The current catastrophe of the end of the Dharma should be the first of all catastrophes. It is several times greater than the previous catastrophes... I am afraid that some saints will fall." When Daozu said this, he seemed to glance at the hiding place of Linxi.

Lin Xi didn't take it seriously.

No matter how strong Daozu was, he is dead now.

The so-called glance at him is just some kind of instinctive behavior carried out by this shadow without a 'real self' under the influence of Qi.

"Then I dare to ask Teacher, how to solve this calamity?" Saint Jieyin, one of the two Western Saints, asked hurriedly.

Many great catastrophes in the past have taken away the ‘protagonists’ of the previous era.

Nowadays, although the Dharma has ended, the temples on earth are still flourishing.

This was the time when Buddhism was flourishing.

If a catastrophe occurs, follow past ‘practices’.

Then isn’t Buddhism about to bring out the ‘sacrificial flag’?

As for the fear of the saint's death, the saints did not ask.

Obviously, they all have calculations and plans in their minds, but if they ask, their thoughts will be revealed.

"It seems that at this time, Daozu also realized that something was wrong, and began to dig holes. He wanted to make the six ancient sages suspicious of each other and fight with each other because of their past conflicts. It would be best to fulfill what he said and really fight to the death.

Two...that way even if the matter is exposed, he won't have to face too many sieges from saints..."

"Wait! So, the method that can kill the saint was researched or released by Daozu himself?" Lin Xi suddenly thought of this possibility.

Even the ancient saints of this era cannot be killed normally without the complete collapse of the world and the universe.

In this way, the only one who can possibly create a way to kill a saint is this mysterious, powerful Taoist ancestor who was once extremely close to the position of the Holy Saint?

Lin Xi began to feel that this 'script' was becoming more and more interesting.

"This method of killing the saint...or the weapon should be unique to this era. Otherwise, Wang Xiu wouldn't have to go to great lengths to guide me to this era. But...his truest purpose is really

To kill me?"

"Or is it that he wants to use this method to let me... kill him?"


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