Perfect World: The Holy Spirit of Perfection is actually myself

The Emperor of Heaven is 600,000 years old, and the eighth life of Ye Fan is 200,000 years old. Although he looks old and thin, his condition still shows no signs of aging. His blood energy and mana are like a vast ocean. Every move can cause the avenue to shake, and the universe is moving. Creation.

According to Ye Fan's own calculations, his eighth life should have come to an end when he lived to be 150,000 years old, but he did not fail because of old age. Instead, he accumulated strength over the years and his cultivation became deeper and deeper.

Ye Fan has evolved his own state many times. Even if there are no bad results, he is still a little worried, because according to the method of becoming an immortal in the ninth life in his deduction, the eighth life has obviously not been completely completed.

"I don't think that's normal."

For this reason, he even set out in person, climbed to Burial Sky Island, found the depths of the Immortal Mountain where Feng Lie and Pan Wang were, and consulted the two seniors on the Immortal Path.

Unfortunately, Tai Cang is not here, and Pan Wang is the only one on Burial Sky Island.

As the ultimate Immortal King who once almost became a giant, King Pan was obviously very interested in Ye Fan. After carefully studying Ye Fan's condition, he let out a sigh of relief, shook his head and said:

"It doesn't matter, it's just that your cultivation is too deep, and the road to immortality has been completed."

"You said the road to immortality was successful?"

Ye Fan was puzzled. Over the years, he had intermittently learned a lot of news about King Pan from the great emperors of the Immortal Mountain. The psychic who knew the elixir was probably an ancient immortal from countless years ago, and he respected him very much.

"Yes, that means you have almost reached the limit of the Immortal Path. In the eighth life, you have almost reached the limit of time. If you want, you can step into the Immortal Path at any time."

Pan Wang said, and took out a page of yellowed fairy paper and sent it to Ye Fan. This is the fairy paper refined by Pan Wang using the peach tree himself. It tells a fairy scripture that can help people become immortals.

"As time goes by, doesn't it mean that my ninth immortal path is rarely perfect?" Ye Fan was stunned, followed by a burst of regret. He was a little unwilling to have reached this point.

"That's not the case. The path to immortality is at your feet. You can still try Nirvana. The ninth life is a hurdle. There are very few people who take this road. If you can achieve perfection in the ninth life, it will be of great benefit to your future. "Pan Wang shook his head and said.

"Thanks for the advice!" Ye Fan understood and said goodbye.

On that day, the Emperor of Heaven returned from his burial on the Heavenly Island and began to wash away the path he had walked in his previous eight lives.

Someone once saw the Emperor of Heaven sitting cross-legged on the ancient star of the Big Dipper, evolving the physical body and the soul cauldron, cultivating hundreds of scriptures in the furnace, and uniting all laws into one:

Someone once saw the Emperor of Heaven reciting ancient sutras near the ancient Ziwei star and performing the nine secret techniques of the ancient Heavenly Lord from the mythical age. Then he fundamentally analyzed the nine secrets, uniting those supreme techniques into one and turning them into the most powerful blow.

Some people have also seen the Emperor of Heaven descending to the Ancient Star Territory of Amitabha, revisiting the ancient Emperor Amitabha's dojo, gathering the power of faith like a galaxy around him, and then after many years of study, he scattered them and returned them to heaven and earth...

I don't know when the day started, but the Emperor of Heaven appeared again in the deepest hall of Heaven. He re-evolved the golden and red holy blood, and then combined his body with Tao to evolve the great power of the innate holy body and Tao womb, and then transformed into a chaotic body. , causing the surging light to flood the heaven.

Many years later, the Emperor of Heaven cut off all these bloodlines and transformed into a mortal body again. In his realm, all bloodlines became illusory.

Some ancient practitioners lamented that the Heavenly Emperor's humanistic practice may have come to an end, and now he is retracing the past path to achieve greater brilliance with consistency!

A word that became a prophecy, in the 640,000 years of the Emperor of Heaven's calendar, Ye Fan attained nirvana again in the depths of heaven. He reversed his own path and pushed his cultivation, blood, Taoism, etc. to the strongest limit, and then solidified. , maintain it forever.

In this life, Ye Fan's humanistic practice is completely perfect, and everything has reached its limit!
..."In the ninth life, he has really come this far!"

The Heavenly Emperor's Dao Yun spread to the entire universe in just an instant, and even in the depths of the ancient restricted area, in the Bronze Immortal Palace, a certain woman in white felt it. A glance swept across it, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"It's a pity that he is too stunning and seems to be different from your layout and thoughts."

The wide hall was silent and empty. Opposite the empress, Feng Lie sat on a bronze throne. He also raised his head and seemed to be staring at Ye Fan and whispered.

According to the original layout of the Empress, Master Ye can also become a Taoist. The Hedao Flower has been prepared for him for hundreds of thousands of years. Once Ye Fan's holy body is completed and his talent is exhausted, he can use the Hedao Flower to become a Taoist.

When the road to becoming an immortal opens, the Empress will take Ye Fan to the Immortal Realm together. Master Ye, in this reincarnation, will remember all the past in his previous life, gain enlightenment, and live happily with the Empress...

"He doesn't believe in reincarnation, and everything I prepared is false." Hearing this, the empress' voice was a little lonely and regretful, but she was also a little sentimental, and she was really happy for Ye Fan.

"Tao is different. If he believes in reincarnation, your brother may indeed come back in reincarnation." Feng Lie said.

In Ye Fan's point of view, if you believe in reincarnation, it exists, if you don't believe it, it doesn't exist. If Master Ye doesn't believe it, then all reincarnations can be classified as so-called "similar flowers", blooming and withering like their predecessors.

"Whether you believe it or not, I respect his idea," the empress shook her head, nodded to Feng Lie, and whispered, "Thank you also to Ancient Immortal Tai Cang for discussing the Tao with the great sage. I gained a lot."

In her hand, a blood-stained paper boat was shining brightly. This paper boat was obviously extraordinary, and the immortal laws flowing on it were otherworldly. Even the empress was greatly shocked.

"It's rare to see the Ninth World Immortal. I'm also very happy." Feng Lie also said.

In the past 30,000 to 40,000 years, he has been living in the Ancient Bronze Immortal Palace, occasionally carving the Dao patterns on the Ancient Bronze Palace, and often discussing Dao with the ruthless empress. At this time, the ruthless empress has completed nine generations of practice and set foot in the realm of immortality. Apart from Feng Lie, she is definitely one of the strongest creatures in this world.

"Heaven is about to go to the Immortal Realm. How does the Empress make a choice? Should she follow him or stay in this world and wait for the next similar flower to bloom?" Feng Lie stared at the blood-stained black boat in the Empress' hand and stood up. asked casually.

"I have recognized him, so naturally I want to go with him." Seeing this, the empress also stood up, moved her lotus steps gently, and sent Feng Lie to the gate of the Immortal Palace before speaking slowly.

"Well, when you in the future meet me in the past, remember to say hello at both ends of the river." Feng Lie was not surprised by the empress' choice. He just took a deep look at the blood-stained boat in the empress' hand and said goodbye.

"I will,"

The empress didn't quite understand what Feng Lie was talking about, but based on the other party's attitude, she might have a lot of interactions with this ancient immortal from the ancient times in the future. After thinking about it for a moment, she nodded.

"If my guess is correct, this ancient bronze palace should be an immortal weapon refined by Emperor Taicang in the chaotic ancient times. Won't the emperor take it back?"

Before leaving, the empress suddenly pointed to the bronze palace at the feet of the two of them. She clearly felt that when Feng Lie was around, this immortal palace would be overflowing with joy.

"No need, it is the hope I leave to future generations. If the empress feels it is necessary, just pass it on to future generations." Feng Lie shook his head. (End of chapter)