Chapter 52 [The Great Way of Gnawing] "Then, do we still need to look for Duan De?" Ye Fan asked "No hurry." Lin Xian shook his head, then took out a crystal clear stone from his arms and said mysteriously, "We still have things to do." "This... what is this?" Ye Fan looked at the stone curiously. It didn't look like a source stone. "Photo Stone." Lin Xian took the reward from the system and smiled slightly, saying, "Do you still remember the immortal scripture in the bronze coffin in the dragon coffin?" "Immortal Scripture, you heard it too, senior." Ye Fan suddenly woke up. When he was in the coffin holding the Bodhi seed, he indeed heard the heavenly sound coming from the ancient and mysterious bronze coffin. Later he asked Pangbo and others, and they said they didn't hear it, which made Ye Fan extremely surprised. Now it seems that only those who have held Bodhi seeds can hear that passage of scripture. "That scripture is very mysterious. It can not only improve oneself, but also benefit all living things. I need to record it and do something important." Lin Xian invited, "You have also heard the Immortal Scripture. Let's verify it with each other and imprint it in the Image Stone together." Ye Fan naturally agreed, but said worriedly: "The Immortal Scripture is mysterious, as if it was given by heaven. It is no problem for us to practice it ourselves. If we narrate it orally, I am afraid there will be some mistakes and we will not be able to explain the true meaning of the Immortal Scripture."
"Man proposes, God disposes. If Wan Qing cannot even perform one or two mysteries while holding the Bodhi seed, then he will be doomed." Lin Xian spoke softly, and deliberately recited the real name of the Green Emperor near the Demon Emperor's tomb, trying to attract the attention of the great emperor's spirit. The next thing he had to do was to send the scripture left by Emperor Huangtian to the soul of Emperor Qing who was trying to evolve the fairyland in the Huangta. Because among those hundreds of ancient characters, half of them are the means to construct and evolve the fairyland. Chaos Blue Lotus, the creation of the world, the evolution of the fairyland, the supreme scripture, all of this is too coincidental, and the Green Emperor is professionally matched. It's worth a try. If it fails, Lin Xian will at most lose a piece of photo stone. If it succeeds, there will be big changes in the future. Ye Fan discussed Taoism with Lin Xian and expounded on a small hill for several hours. He imprinted all he knew about the Bronze Coffin Immortal Scripture on the photo stone and gained something for himself. "After the Four Extremes, the cultivators' demand for resources began to weaken, and they focused more on enlightenment. If you can break into the Four Extremes Secret Realm, this immortal scripture will be of great help to you." Lin Xian gave some instructions, then stood up and walked away. He did not set up the divine rainbow, but measured the land and searched for Duan De's trace in all directions. Ye Fan's heart moved, and he followed him and asked the question in his heart: "Master, is it true that the Holy Body cannot achieve enlightenment?" Since coming to Beidou, Ye Fan has been subjected to too much ridicule and sarcasm. Although he is firm in his Taoism and has never wavered in his determination to practice, he is still a little confused about the future. So he subconsciously asked Lin Xian for help. In his opinion, although Lin Xian's cultivation was not very high, he, like him, came from the mysterious mother planet Earth, mastered some kind of ancient heritage, seemed to have read many ancient books, and was very knowledgeable. "Yes, who says it can't be achieved?" Lin Xian said in surprise, "A mortal body can achieve enlightenment, let alone a saint body. It's just too difficult, so no saint body can achieve enlightenment." "Then why can't the holy body even break into the four poles?" Ye Fan asked puzzled. As the number one physique under the Great Emperor, he couldn't even cultivate the third secret realm. This was too ridiculous. The best physique before the ancient times has now become a waste body, and there are too many mysteries hidden in it. "The water is very deep..." Lin Xian seemed to be talking at length, but in fact it was nonsense. Ye Fan's face was dark, and he said helplessly: "Master Lin, there are no outsiders here, so there is no need to speak Earth language." "To put it simply." Lin Xian coughed and said seriously, "The Holy Body has offended people. There are many tribulations in the world, either natural disasters or man-made disasters, and sometimes man-made disasters are more common." "Man-made disasters are solved by humans. Next, we need to find a big backer." "This photo stone is the key. If we can successfully find a backer, the road ahead will be easier." "What if it doesn't work?" Ye Fan didn't want to be a pessimist, but since it involved himself, he couldn't help but ask. "If it doesn't work, then it doesn't work." Lin Xian laughed and said, "If it doesn't work, let's find another backer. Boy, the great way of chewing is profound and abstruse. You still have a lot to learn."
Ye Fan was stunned. Among the three thousand avenues, there is actually such a avenue? Lin Xian stood with his hands behind his back, smiling unfathomably. Of course there is. You, Ye Tiandi, are the most critical link in Lin's plan. Who says that the only way to survive is to survive on the elderly? He can also survive on the young. "It can even chew the system..." System 10086's resentful voice sounded "Ahem." Lin Xian tried to argue: "How can the affairs between the system and the host be called gnawing? This is called win-win cooperation. How can the affairs of the host be considered gnawing?" Then there were a series of difficult to understand words, such as "community of shared future" and "common interests", which made the whole system laugh. …… When looking for a dragon, you must look at the winding mountains. Each winding mountain is a barrier. If there are a thousand locks on the gate, there must be a king living there. The big men from all the holy places blocked off all directions, trying to track down the whereabouts of the legendary treasure, the Desolate Tower. Duan De couldn't go far, and finally, after circling several hills in the east, west, south, and north, the two finally saw a pool of water. It was a dark, deep pool, silent as a rock, without a single ripple, and exuding a chill that made one's heart palpitate. A fat and wet Taoist priest was sitting beside the pond, and the cold air from his body had corroded the surrounding area, turning it into an icy area. Ye Fan looked carefully and found that the fat Taoist priest was Duan De! His face, which was originally rosy, was now purple due to the cold, and his lips were trembling. He kept muttering, "I'm so stupid, really, I shouldn't have come to the Qing Emperor's Tomb. If I hadn't come here..." "Tianshi, what happened to him?" Ye Fan asked with interest, "Is he frozen stupid?" "What do you know!" Duan De roared, then lost his temper, walked out of the ice area dejectedly, sat on the ground, and said to himself: "I hate it..." Beside him, Ye Fan was secretly happy. Seeing this wicked fat man so depressed, he felt extremely refreshed. Lin Xian laughed and joked, "The most painful thing in the world is to put an emperor's tomb in front of Duan De, but he just can't enter." It is just like a wealthy family has set up a table of delicacies in their mansion, and outside the door there is a beggar who has been hungry for three days, staring at the food with eager eyes and drooling. However, the burly guards in front of the door can kill the beggar with one punch. What can the beggar do at this time? He can only watch outside the door. This kind of visible but unbearable pain tortured Duan De to the point of wanting to die. "You, what can you do?!" Duan De glared at him, hatred mixed with a bit of expectation. Lin Xian knew about the existence of the Demon Emperor’s Tomb, so maybe he knew a way to open it. Lin Xian smiled without saying anything. He just took out the photo-taking stone and threw it into the pond, creating ripples on the water. Then, everything became quiet, as if nothing had happened. Duan De was anxiously waiting for changes. This wait lasted for six hours, a full half a day. (End of this chapter)