Chapter 62: A Taoist heart, inheriting the thoughts of the third generation copper coffin owner?
Looking at the great road mark emerging on the girl in front of him, He Lang knew her origin.
In a realm that the girl could not perceive, the two great avenue marks on her body were conveying to He Lang a message that spanned the long river of time.
The two great avenue brands are the Emperor Wushi who has his back to all living beings and is shrouded in the mist of chaos, and the other is the Empress who is dressed in white and beats the snow.
"Weird and unknown...God...the great sacrifice..."
Pieces of information appeared in He Lang's heart, letting He Lang know the stories that happened in the years after he left.
The strange clan above the sky invaded the heavens and fought with a group of strong men from the Zhetian Era.
The empress, Ye Fan, and Wu Shi merged the reincarnation they created with the main god He Lang left in the virtual god world, and turned it into a supreme treasure. The sky is dark and the earth is dark, and it is difficult to distinguish.
The sentient beings of the Zhetian Era were transformed into something like the fourth natural disaster.
"Looking for me? You are worthy of being of the same lineage as Ye Fan! I think you are having so much fun that you almost forget about your mission." He Lang looked at this quirky girl, his face There was a long-lost speechless look on his face.
From the long river of time, he sensed that someone was touching his past, and he thought that there was a powerful enemy who wanted to kill his past. Unexpectedly, when he crossed here and took a look, he found that it was not what he thought.
When he saw the girl in front of him, the fog in his memory cleared, and he remembered some memories that were obscured by the power of cause and effect in the world.
Ye Qingxian looked at He Lang, who had a young face in front of him, and then looked at the old man he saw before, feeling that they were two people.
"Master Immortal Emperor, I grew up listening to your stories, can you take a photo with me!"
Ye Qingxian is obviously a familiar person, and has no Feeling a little embarrassed, he came forward with a smile, holding something like a mobile phone in his hand.
cell phone?
He Lang took another look and found that it was indeed this thing, and it was also a smartphone.
I can tell its past at a glance. It turns out that the cultivation civilization on earth has embarked on a path similar to that of the Eternal Star Field, embarking on the path of integrating technology and cultivation.
The one in Ye Qingxian’s hands is still a collector’s edition. It is old and precious, and it is also an immortal tool that can communicate with each other in the years that are not far apart.
“……”
Sure enough, it was his hometown that had such abstract ability. He Lang sighed in his heart. He took a look at the creator of this item and found that it was Ye Fan, a rough guy.
"Okay." He Lang nodded.
Ye Qingxian immediately put her hands on He Lang's shoulders and made many poses. The mobile phone in her hand automatically acted as a fairy light, marking the two of them.
Then He Lang saw Ye Qingxian tapping on her phone.
He took a look at the content above, and it brought back his long-standing memory.
"Family, I have reached the Immortal Calendar Era. Look, this is a photo of me and the Immortal Emperor..." After editing the text, Ye Qingxian also made a nine-square picture, all of which were of her and He Lang. Take a group photo and click upload.
These are passed back through the power of the main god space.
The creation he left behind was developed like this, and He Lang didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
"My lord the Immortal Emperor, have you already proved yourself as the Immortal Emperor?" After doing all this, Ye Qingxian regained her serious look and asked with a solemn expression.
"No, it's just that I discovered the message left by the empress in the ancient times, so I was going to the future to have a look. I happened to sense that someone had disturbed my past, so I came to have a look." He Lang Glancing at Ye Qingxian, the girl looked slightly embarrassed.
Originally, the power of the Lord God was to take her to the chaotic ancient times, but she suddenly had the idea of becoming the Immortal Emperor Master, so she begged the Power of the Lord God to stay in this era.
"Master Immortal Emperor, please don't blame the Lord God." Ye Qingxian pulled He Lang's sleeves and shook them, with a pitiful look in his eyes.
She discovered that the main god's big ball of light had become dim, so He Lang took action to wipe out the power of the main god. "Okay, okay, you're such a big girl, be careful! I didn't do anything to it." He Lang motioned for her to stop.
The main god is the product of a trace of his spiritual power. How could he suppress himself? It was just an exchange of information with the Lord God that led to this.
When Ye Qingxian heard this secret, she opened her mouth slightly, obviously very surprised. She had not expected this. In the years to come, she did not hear Grandpa Tiandi, Master Wushi and Master Empress talking about it.
After knowing the reason, Ye Qingxian breathed a sigh of relief, but soon she cleared her thoughts and remembered something.
"Just now, the Immortal Emperor said that he has not become an Immortal Emperor yet..." Ye Qingxian was extremely shocked.
Her cultivation level is not bad, she has reached the realm of mortal immortals, and she is often accompanied by the three emperors of heaven, listening to them talk about their own ways and discussing the realm of cultivation.
Although there were some things that she didn’t understand, she still knew a little bit about it. The power He Lang showed was no different from the mysteries of the Immortal Emperor realm mentioned by the three adults.
She suppressed the surprise in her heart and chattered around He Lang's various gossips and asked about this and that, which made He Lang's Taoist heart ripple.
"Xiao Qingxian, you'd better complete your mission." He Lang injected a divine power into the Lord God, activated the Lord God's power, and directly traveled across the ages, sending Ye Qingxian directly to her The place to be.
"No, sir!" Ye Qingxian's last words echoed in this space.
After sending this overly lively little guy away, He Lang looked back at his past self, with the sight of the birth and death of great avenues and the creation of the world emerging in his eyes.
He is like a person standing outside the painting, watching everything in the painting.
He looked at his past self, after Ye Qingxian left, his memory had been obscured by the cause and effect of the world, and he had forgotten the aftermath that disturbed the years, leaving only some spiritual light of practice.
"Soul."
After seeing the fruitless efforts of his past self, he turned his attention to the soul and Taoist heart, trying to find another way.
In the end, the progress was slow. Finally, he lay down, not caring about all this, and wanted to let go of everything.
However, he understood the natural way of Zhuofeng, and his instinctive desire for survival was born.
Slowly, a kind of indifferent and comfortable state of mind emerged in his mind, not stuck in things, as if he had forgotten his own existence, neither life nor death.
When this state of mind appears, it is like opening a portal in the dark world, matching a thought that echoes in the heavens and the world.
He Lang, who was outside the scroll, clearly felt that an incredible, unimaginable power emerged from his body at that moment, as if it existed within him, and as if it had gathered from nothingness. .
That kind of mind is peaceful and natural, but it can achieve everything.
Even if he is in the quasi-immortal emperor realm and is also a party involved, he can barely detect traces of its existence.
"So that's it!" He Lang suddenly realized at this moment, vaguely understanding the source of his amazing wisdom.
The state of self-sacrifice undoubtedly resonates with the power of an unimaginable strong man remaining in the world, and fits the thoughts of that existence.
This power is undoubtedly the power of the third-generation copper coffin owner. When his state of mind matches that of the third-generation bronze coffin owner at a certain moment, he inherits part of his power.
Of course there are countless sentient beings in the world, and he is not the only one who has reached this state of mind.
And a small ball of light that emerged from his body at that moment obviously played a big role.
It was only at this moment that He Lang saw the appearance of the adventure system in the heavens.
(End of this chapter)