This immortal is a little crazy

Chapter 149 Lord of Reincarnation
"Are you here again?"

Lingbao Tianzun stood in the distance and looked at the landing Nine Dragons Coffin, and there were several ethereal and illusory figures standing there.

The Kowloon Coffin has continued to set sail over the long years, as if fulfilling some ancient mission and embarking on an endless voyage.

Countless strong men have tried to get something from the Nine Dragons Coffin, but in the end they all got nothing. Only nine eternal dragon corpses pulled an empty copper coffin and wandered in the endless void.

8000 years ago, Taiyi Tianzun massacred everyone, bringing many Tianzuns in mythology and ancient history on the road to immortality, and brought the mythical era to the end of the era.Although the Academy has preserved many records about Taiyi Tianzun's great ways, it is still unable to record them all. Especially the immortal laws that Taiyi Tianzun penetrated into the universe have caused countless strong people to pursue them.

However, the Lingbao Celestial Clan disdains to pursue the path of Taiyi Tianzun. As a Jiutianzun, he has absolute confidence that he can become a true immortal.

But the problem now is.
The red-haired boy's breath was unstable, and a bright moon rose in the sea of ​​blood. The cold moonlight made the chaotic mind begin to give birth to the intelligence of intelligent life.

But this is still not enough, because the instinct of life is too powerful.

Wisdom is not a necessary quality of life. It is an existence that needs to be born as the life of the weak. The strongest do not need wisdom. Their powerful existence is enough to replace the role of wisdom, allowing them to survive in the world wantonly.

Being born a god and invincible means that Mo Luo has no need for the auxiliary existence of wisdom.

Unless there is strong enough pressure for Mo Luo to evolve, and Mo Luo cannot evolve, Mo Luo is forced to give birth to wisdom, the intelligence of the creature.

Lingbao Tianzun could feel the bright moon suddenly appearing on Mo Luo. It was an incomparably powerful existence, but that existence didn't care about Lingbao.

The mirror doesn't care about the Lingbao. Although the Lingbao is valued as a heavenly being and has even reached the realm of the so-called Emperor of Heaven, the mirror doesn't care about this little human supreme being.

Even he doesn't care about those true immortals, because the realm of the mirror is still a mystery!

It's just that Jingjing didn't expect that Shenluo would be so stubborn that he would become an enemy of a group of giant immortal kings.

The god-level civilization has reached the realm of true immortals; and the great god-level civilization that surpasses the god-level civilization has reached the level of the Immortal King.

Shenluo became an immortal in the mortal world, borrowing some of the technology of the mirror civilization and the power of local beings to fight against the great god-level civilization. Although due to the characteristics of technology, the giants of the immortal kings were seriously homogenized, the great god-level civilization was the great god-level civilization.

Ego Li Luo is a crazy selfish demon, while Na Luo is simply an idealist who knows no life or death, cannot be convinced, and is unreasonable.

Shinra is an irredeemable idealist, and if he is thrown out of his paradise, he will create an ideal hell.

So the mirror came to Mo Luo, this little retarded person.

As a mentally retarded Mo Luo, he lived like a wild beast with only instinct. If Lingbao Tianzun had not stopped him, it would have been a disaster of blood that spread throughout the world.

"At the end of this mythical era, I will take advantage of the change of era to live out my fifth life." Lingbao Tianzun's eyes are brewing with infinite sword intent. This is her way.

At the end of this era, when the great road changes, I will send all my life force to Mo Luo, and take advantage of the vitality in my heart to transform into my fifth life and my own chaotic body.

"You are such a treasure."

Lingbao Tianzun looked at Mo Luo. Under the forging of the immortal fire, the two fairy swords that had been forged were contaminated with Mo Luo's breath, and automatically evolved into Tianzun Taoist weapons that were most suitable for Mo Luo.

One is called life, the other is called death, and together they are called reincarnation!
The cycle of life and death is endless. The end of life is death, the end of death is life, and nirvana of life and death.

Because of self-grasping, sentient beings create delusions and karma, and receive retribution due to karma. Therefore, self-grasping is the root of the spread of life and death.If there is no self-grasping, there will be no delusional karma, and the true nature of all dharmas can be fully realized at the moment, and everything will be peaceful Nirvana.Although Mo Luo at this moment is almost without wisdom, he still contains the purest and simplest way, because he transforms into all kinds of things in the world, making cause and effect follow each other, and the three lives are continuous without interruption, making all living beings circulate in the sea of ​​life and death. And cannot escape.

But this sea of ​​samsara is a sea of ​​joy and ease, a primordial sea of ​​milk, beneath which lies the nectar of immortality.

"If I become an immortal, I will also help you become an immortal and transform into a reincarnated immortal."

There is no reincarnation in the world, but Mo Luo has his own reincarnation of life. He creates a great reincarnation of life through the flow of karma, and can resurrect the dead from ancient times.

Mo Luo looked at Lingbao Tianzun with ignorant eyes, with an innocent smile on his face. He didn't realize any problem at all, but instinctively followed the big sister who made him feel very comfortable.

Looking at the silly Mo Luo, Lingbao Tianzun couldn't help but patted Mo Luo on the head, and then took Mo Luo to meet an old friend, an old friend whom he had never met before, but who had been famous for a long time.

The prehistoric land hides eternal myths. The ancient Tianzun who returned from death is like the evolution of the Tao. He is born with a Tao body and evolves all things.

This is the way to overcome calamity, and it is a new avenue that has never appeared in this world.

"Long time see, Yuanshi."

Walking on the prehistoric land, feeling the pulse of the entire prehistoric land, inheriting the Tao Fruit of the Yuanshi Tianzun, a powerful person who evolved from the spirit of the emperor's corpse, is extremely noble.

With his long hair hanging loose and playing with tortoise shells in his hands, a middle-aged man in linen clothes was telling fortunes in the bustling city.

"Yuanshi, no, my name is Fuxi."

The middle-aged man's face is very ordinary, no different from ordinary people. He has returned to his original nature to the extent that even Tianzun can hardly distinguish him when he comes in front of him.

But Lingbao Tianzun didn't care about Yuanshi Tianzun's denial, but chuckled.

"I didn't expect that Taiyi Tianzun's legacy that was spread into the entire world was given to you by you. You also embarked on a brand new path to becoming an immortal. You evolved an eternal civilization and became an immortal in the world of mortals. You are as majestic as ever."

Taking advantage of the change of the era to enter a new era, if Yuanshi Tianzun can once again become the supreme deity, then taking advantage of the opportunity opened by the era, he might be able to become an immortal in the world of mortals.

"So you came to me to cooperate?" Fuxi already understood Lingbao's thoughts.

Lingbao destroyed the avenue of the mythical era, and Yuanshi opened the avenue of the new era. At the same time,
"Is this the resident Taoist Master, the Lord of Reincarnation?"

Fuxi's eyes fell on Wu Luo, and he could feel the endless flow of life. The three of them combined to dominate an era and become immortals together.

"That's exactly it." Lingbao Tianzun said.

But Fuxi smiled.

"It's a good idea, but it's too late."

His eyes looked towards the distant sky, the Kowloon coffin carrying the new legend.

(End of this chapter)