Chapter 261 Philosophical Issues of the Great Holy Body
In the starry sky of the universe, Meng Chuan stood alone, watching the Nine Dragons pull the coffin away.
"Shi Hao, the future, the chaotic ancient times..." Meng Chuan thought to himself, Shi Hao definitely knew him, and had known him before this time.
"How will I return to the chaotic ancient times in the future? Cultivate the other side and look back on the past?"
Meng Chuan thought secretly, and then remembered what Shi Hao said.
"Quickly and infinitely resurrected weird immortal emperors, dozens of times more in number, and weird ancestors..."
The situation on the front line is not very optimistic.
"But at least within a few million years, nothing will happen to Zhetian."
Meng Chuan's salty heart burned when he thought of this time period.
He is only 38,500 years old now, not even 100,000 years old!
For him, the span of millions of years is really too big.
What's more, with Meng Chuan's current cultivation speed, millions of years...
The spring water is directly exposed to Weird Fang!
"Take your time, don't be in a hurry, don't be hasty when traveling on the great road, the foundation is the most important thing." Meng Chuan will not rush forward and make breakthroughs regardless of hearing the news from Shi Hao today.
That's not necessary.
"First go back and undergo the eighth transformation, and then start making him and me. Legend has it that I have been stuck on this step for long enough."
"Is there still the sublimation and the tenth transformation of the mortal world and the Fairy Queen?"
Meng Chuan's figure disappeared here and returned to the Taoist world. When he was about to go to his secluded island, Meng Chuan suddenly discovered that the Dacheng Holy Body was fighting deep in the Taoist world, motionless.
"What are you doing, Brother Hongmao?" Meng Chuan wondered, thinking about life?
Then he went to the Dacheng Holy Body and patted his shoulder.
"Why don't you practice cultivation? Why are you standing here?" Meng Chuan asked curiously, feeling that the Dacheng Holy Body was quite melancholy.
"Emperor of Heaven." The Dacheng Holy Body shouted, and then looked towards the human world.
"When I came back, I passed through one mortal planet after another, watching them live and work in peace and contentment on them, growing old, sick and dying."
"Do you think all living beings have short life spans but are also very happy?" Meng Chuan guessed what the Dacheng Holy Body meant.
"No, didn't the Emperor of Heaven once tell me that every planet is filled with something called oxygen? Mortals and low-level monks need to absorb this kind of thing to survive."
"Yes, I said it, what happened?" Meng Chuan was confused. He once boasted and competed with Dacheng Holy Body in the ancient forbidden land. No, he said a lot when he and Dacheng Holy Body were exploring the world's avenues.
But when you look at mortals growing old, getting sick, and dying, how can you think of oxygen? Could it be that you, the red-haired monster, have awakened a scientific heart?
"I suddenly thought that this thing called oxygen could be a chronic toxic substance that poisons mortals. However, the onset of this toxic substance is very long for mortals, and it takes more than a hundred years."
"This may be the conspiracy of the Tribulation Tianzun, or the God Emperor's conspiracy, just like the Emperor Zun."
During the tribulation, God Emperor Feng Ping was killed for no reason.
Meng Chuan was dumbfounded and stared at the Dacheng Holy Body. Damn it, you are standing here, thinking about birth, old age, illness and death, and living and working in peace and contentment. In the end, you are thinking about this kind of cerebral palsy problem?
"Suck it or not!"
Meng Chuan was furious and left with a puff of his sleeves. He was of the same lineage as the Holy Body, and was imbecile in his old age! I don’t know how to deal with him, so I must stay away from him in the future!
When I get back, I will place a curse and make the Holy Body mute!
Damn it, listen to this kind of question, it doesn’t take ten years, no, ten thousand years of cerebral thrombosis will never come up with this kind of question.
"Why are you shouting?" Dacheng Holy Body looked at Meng Chuan's angry back and snorted, "I don't take oxygen."
"However, it seems that if a mortal does not breathe oxygen, he will die immediately. But if he breathes oxygen, even if it is a chronic toxic substance, he can live for about a hundred years? And the limit of their lifespan is a hundred years?"
The Dacheng Holy Body is caught in a dilemma, is it poisonous or non-poisonous?
All the emperors in the Taoist world saw what happened here, and they all hid their faces at this time.
How could I be in the same realm as such a person and become a god!
Meng Chuan returned to his island, still angry, his good mood was ruined, and then he became more and more angry and couldn't bear it.
Directly open the long river of time, use the Dacheng Holy Body as the coordinate and support, go back in time, and see the Dacheng Holy Body when it was a child.
He wanted to see if this person had ever read a book!
"Fuck!" Meng Chuan called out the name of a plant next to him. This guy, Dacheng Holy Body, had an extraordinary background and was a descendant of a secular noble.
His academic qualifications, if converted to future generations on earth, would be at a university level!
"We must strictly inspect all monk schools in the future to prevent all those who are pretending to be fake to sneak in and poison the next generation!"
Meng Chuan secretly made up his mind, and at the same time decided that Ye Fan would never be trained by Dacheng Holy Body in the future.
Let Wu Shi come. Anyway, Wu Shi's father is also the Holy Body, and he also knows this lineage very well. His own physique is also related to the Holy Body, and his realm is high enough. It is more than enough to give guidance to Ye Fan!
By the way, I will also train a successor for Wu Shi!
Wu Shi will be the "Prince", and Ye Fan will be the "Grand Grandson"!
"Eh? Why is Wu Shi still the crown prince a hundred thousand years later?" Meng Chuan suddenly became confused about his own thoughts.
"Is it because I haven't given up my throne even after a hundred thousand years?"
Meng Chuan calmed down his mood and tried hard to put the strange problem of the Dacheng Holy Body behind him. After calming down, Meng Chuan was ready to retreat. The eighth transformation was close at hand!
The amount of Taoist qualifications in his body is almost gushing out!
……
Meng Chuan is in retreat, Meng Chuan is also salting fish, Meng Chuan is still in the water group, they are all Meng Chuan...
[Administrator] Meng Chuan lv149: Hi everyone!
[Group Member] Dugu Baitian lv140: Good Emperor
Meng Chuan was startled, but he didn't expect that Lonely Baitian would be the first to respond to him.
"It seems that Dugu Baitian has nothing to do at this time?" Meng Chuan thought about it and found that Dugu Baitian didn't seem to have much to do in the entire plot of Tomb of Gods.
Couldn't it be that there is another big water monster in the group? Well, with Dugu Baitian's temperament, it should be impossible for him to become a water monster. That is the king of diving and peeking at the screen?
[Administrator] Meng Chuan lv149: Hello, great master! How about it, are you still used to being here?
[Group Member] Dugu Baitian lv140: Very used to it
Dugu Baitian felt that this was really his biggest opportunity, especially the magical skills in Qun Store, which really scratched his heart.
As a person, the legends about others and me, cultivation, martial arts, and secret methods all opened his eyes. Even if he just looked at it without formal practice, he benefited a lot.
I vaguely felt as if I had seen a higher world.
[Administrator] Meng Qi lv59: Tsk, tsk, if you have a new love, you will ignore us old people!
[Group Member] Lu Mingfei lv43: Great Emperor, Xiao Meng is jealous, the kind that can be coaxed with just a mouthful!
[Group Member] Yaochen lv65: I can’t see one, so I’ll count them, one hundred!
"Shadow!" Meng Chuan scolded with a smile. A group of pickpockets know how to play tricks, and so does Yao Lao, who is hundreds of years old.
Meng Chuan subconsciously ignored that he was already tens of thousands of years old.
Dugu Baitian had also discovered what the strange feeling was when he first entered.
That is, he found that the people in this group seemed not serious...
The style of painting is a little different from the group of heaven-level and heaven-defying powerhouses in his own world.
Dugu Baitian was about to talk to Meng Chuan about cultivation when his expression suddenly changed and he looked outside at the cemetery. There was a tomb there, and it moved!
"It turns out that the period of ten thousand years has arrived..." (End of Chapter)