He, Ye Fan, just wants to live an ordinary life.
However, a person's destiny depends on self-struggle, and the process of pulling the coffin in Kowloon must also be considered.
There are so many geniuses who have been buried in the world. What they lack is just an opportunity, and the Kowloon Coffin just gave them an opportunity and a sufficient stage.
At this time, the heaven and earth all work together to transport the heroes to freedom, the great world is flourishing, the wind and clouds are gathering, and the ancient stars of the ancient world are also quietly undergoing mysterious and mysterious changes.
Countdown to the arrival of the Kowloon Coffin - seven days.
Ye Fan felt that his life suddenly became strange. The familiar world was no longer so familiar. He suddenly switched from the urban situation channel to the extraordinary magic channel.
Experts from all walks of life gathered together to talk about the door to life and tap the potential of the human body. You sing and I come on stage. All kinds of methods are just to dig out the sea of suffering.
Ye Fan also tried it, but found that the divine wheel of his life was silent, and the sea of suffering was as strong as magical iron, as stable as a rock, unshakable, and could not be opened at all.
"Am I following the waste stream?"
Ye Fan was a little depressed, but fortunately, he was a sensible person and did not get into trouble. When he failed to practice, he drove his horse and wandered around the city.
Then, he encountered the most classic part of the city - gambling on stones! ! !
Cultivation of immortals and gambling, mortals gambling on stones, as a generation of urban invincible protagonists, how could he not gamble on stones? This is a perfect way to show off, meet Bai Fumei, the CEO's daughter, the lady of the aristocratic family, offend the ancient martial arts sect, and the reclusive family. Chance.
The stone gambling place was bustling with people, fish and dragons mixed together, three religions and nine schools gathered together, and there were even many practitioners hiding among them.
Nowadays, great changes in the world are imminent. Not only secular jadeite, but also divine sources and even rare treasures left by ancient emperors have appeared. Compared to Beidou, which hides countless living emperors, the ancient star of the prehistoric era is the true emperor-burial star.
In their later years, the Great Emperors of the past and present almost always come to the Ancient Star to lay down and learn about the reincarnation path. No matter whether they succeed or not, or whether they bury themselves or not, they will always leave something behind, which is a burial object and also for the Ancient Star. rent.
It can be said that there are countless rare treasures buried under these mountains and rivers, and there are many immortal treasures, just waiting for the destined people to open them.
"interesting."
A man with a vicissitudes of life and dressed in linen clothes suddenly looked at a stone, his chaotic and primitive eyes flashing with ripples. He was originally wandering in the world of mortals and had no great interest in mortals gambling on stones.
I never thought that there would be such a fairy in the world.
"The burial object of a Heavenly Emperor?"
The man in linen looked at the stones on the stall with great interest and asked the stall owner about the price.
"five million."
The stall owner with a simple face, his eyes twinkling, smiled, and offered a sky-high price.
five million? What is it, five million catties of source?
The man in linen was stunned for a moment, then realized that five million refers to the secular currency of this planet.
Even if the stall owner asked for five million kilograms of divine source, the man in sackcloth could grit his teeth and get it together, but he really didn't have five million in secular currency.
"How about exchanging this for something?"
The man in linen clothes took out a small sword, which was crystal clear and dripping with divine patterns. It was considered a quasi-imperial weapon, enough to protect the stall owner as he cultivated to the saint realm.
"No matter how shabby something is, it should be taken out and embarrassed!"
"You don't even have five million, but you dare to come here to bet on stones. You are really a country bumpkin who has never seen the world. I'm afraid I can't even afford a good old pit stone."
A richly dressed young man sneered, followed by four bodyguards, and even two monks came not far away.
"It's him...Jiujiang Xia family..."
"What's the Jiujiang Xia family? That's a hidden family!"
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In an instant, there was a sensation in the quarry, and countless people were eating melons. One of the passers-by, who knew everything, told the story of the young master, causing everyone to gasp.
It turns out to be the Hidden Xia Family. As for why the Hidden Family can be known to others casually, why do they care so much?
Just fine.
Ye Fan was also very interested in watching the fun in the middle of the crowd. He thought that this kind of plot would only be seen in the city.
I didn't expect that there would be such idiots in reality. This melon is so satisfying to eat.
"It's interesting. You can see this scene as soon as you are born. It's worth remembering."
"The chaotic body in the mythical age had not yet achieved great success and took away half of the life of the Enlightened Heavenly Lord to create the myth of the universe."
"Now, I'm actually facing off against a mortal and two Taoist monks."
Beside Ye Fan, a young man as ethereal as an immortal stood, with deep eyes and a half-smiling expression: "This is going to be uploaded to the Virtual God Realm. It must not be a big hit. I have already thought of the title, The Chaos Emperor's Rebirth in the City." Stone legend."
"The Dao Palace monks are no weaker than Tianzun, fighting against the Chaos Body!"
Tianzun, Dao Palace, Monk, Chaos, Great Emperor...
Listening to these words, Ye Fan's heart trembled and he couldn't hide his shock. He recalled the recent storms and various publicity, and incredible thoughts came to his mind.
Ye Fan looked at the man beside him and asked, "Are you an ancient immortal?"
"Immortal, in the ancient immortal era, I might be one."
Taichu shook his head and sighed: "There is still some way to go now. The Supreme Being interrupted my perfection and brought me to this life. I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse."
"Thousands of emperors have come together in this life. The ancient supreme beings have lived in the same life. It is said that true immortals have killed themselves, heavenly emperors have reached nirvana, and immortal kings have reincarnated... Hehe, they all come to seize this good fortune."
"It's difficult, it's difficult, it's difficult..."
"Contemporary Holy Body, how about an alliance between you and me? On the road to the Emperor's Immortal, after you become a great emperor, you will protect my path to prevent other supreme beings from blocking my path. After I become an emperor, I will help you suppress all the ways and help you achieve the path of the Ninth Saint Emperor."
Ye Fan was dumbfounded. He could understand every word of what Taichu said, but when combined, he looked confused.
Then, he looked back around. There was a huge crowd of people eating melons. It seemed that no one heard Taichu's words except him.
Taichu seemed to come specifically for him.
"This sage... I am just a mortal."
Ye Fan considered his tone and said
"mortal?"
A trace of fairy light bloomed in Taichu's eyes. After looking at Ye Fan for a moment, he murmured: "It is indeed the bloodline of the innate holy body. Didn't the Eighth Holy Emperor tell you?"
"Or, you are a wild pure-blood holy body."
Ye Fan's body went cold, feeling that his whole person was being seen through, and he subconsciously took a step back to avoid Taichu's sight.
Immediately after hearing Taichu's words, his expression darkened, what the hell is the wild holy body?
"Wild holy body?"
After killing two Taoist monks with one eye, Wang Bo looked back at Ye Fan and slowly said: "How about the contemporary Holy Body becoming my disciple? After I become the emperor, I canonize you as the first divine general in heaven."
"Haha, the number one divine general." Taichu sneered: "The Chaos Emperor is indeed powerful, but according to the legend of the Eight Holy Body Emperors, how can you be considered a divine general."
Wang Bo stood with his hands behind his back and said indifferently: "In this life, I will definitely attain enlightenment and become an emperor among immortals."
"Taichu, I know you."
"The immortal child born in the ancient mine of Taichu was originally destined to become a supreme emperor. Unfortunately, he was discovered prematurely by the Emperor of Taichu, took the ancient mine, and turned it into a restricted area. But you, defying fate, managed to escape."
"You are no match for me."
"You won't know until you fight." Taichu sneered: "There is no such thing as the strongest physique, only the strongest person."
"Chaos body, I would like to learn something."
Before Wang Bo grew up, he was killed by Shinhwa Tianzun. He had a murderous intention in his heart, as if he wanted to destroy the universe.
How could Taichu be so bad? If he was born perfectly and became an emperor as an immortal, he would most likely embark on the path of the Emperor of Heaven, but he would be interrupted by the Forbidden City Supreme, and he would also have hatred in his heart.
It's just that the ancient mine in Taichu was pacified by the Emperor of Heaven, and the hatred in his heart was restrained and did not appear like Wang Bo.
Both of them are destined to be the Supreme Emperor. Once they become enlightened, even if
It is extremely powerful in the realm of the Great Emperor.
And their experiences are very similar. They have both been interrupted by enlightened beings. They have similar talents and experiences. They can be considered similar people.
When they met, they did not comfort each other, but became tense because they were both reserves for the emperor, equivalent to the supreme cultivator of the imperial way. As long as they achieve perfection again, they are destined to become emperors.
But this life happened to have an extra Emperor Immortal Dao Fruit, which was extremely noble and powerful.
Whoever seizes the throne of Emperor Immortal first will be able to overpower the emperors of his generation, be destined to become an immortal, be destined to become a king, and even be able to forge his own path to Taoism.
Competing for strength in this life is also a competition for speed in cultivating the Tao.
Although the Holy Body lineage is powerful, it is still the genius of the world.
It takes at least one or two thousand years for the genius of the world to become an emperor, practicing to the threshold of another kind of enlightenment, and trying to overcome the tribulation and become an emperor.
However, in this battle for the Emperor and Immortal, a group of old guys are re-cultivating, and their cultivation speed is so fast.
The winner should be decided in about two hundred years, and no later than five hundred years.
Therefore, in the eyes of Taichu, the genius of the world like Ye Fan is the helper, while the rebuilt old antique like Wang Bo is the real opponent.
The same goes for Wang Bo, who does not regard Ye Fan as a rival and wants to be his subordinate.
The two young emperors faced each other, and their auras shot straight into the sky, overwhelming everything, as if the world had been destroyed, making the mortals at the scene tremble and even their thoughts freeze.
"Disaster for mortals, destroying ancient stars."
"Are these two fellow Taoists planning to...violate the laws of heaven under the eyes of the Ancient Star Emperor Sect?"
Suddenly a voice sounded, making people feel like a spring breeze, as if a ray of sunshine shone into the winter and melted the frozen snow.
Saved all the mortals and allowed Ye Fan to break free from the suffocating environment.
However, when it fell into the ears of Wang Bo and Taichu, it was like the snow falling in June, and the eternal injustice had frozen their hearts.
Violating the laws of heaven on the ancient planet is no longer a matter of seeking death.
Not to mention the Chaos Emperor, even a Chaos Immortal King will die. The Minghuang Cult will use the Immortal King's blood to defend the sanctity and majesty of Tianziao at all costs.
"Fellow Taoist, you are joking."
Wang Bo whispered a word, and the murderous aura that was about to bloodbath the universe instantly converged and turned into peace, simple and quiet like an old monk.
"What do you call this fellow Taoist?"
Taichu looked not far away, and said hello to the graceful goddess, who looked like a fairy from the ashes, and was exquisitely carved.
"exquisite."
The goddess said calmly, glanced at Ye Fan, and finally walked away, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with her.
"The Nine Emperors of Heaven, Linglong Supreme!"
Taichu looked solemnly and said: "Even she was born, this life will be in chaos."
Wang Bo also looked gloomy and remained silent.
People like them were born supreme, destined to be emperors, and invincible in the realm of humanity.
Even if true immortals come down to earth and immortal kings are reincarnated, they can surpass them in the realm of immortality, but at most they will be equal to them in the realm of humanity, because the upper limit is there.
Unless you are cheating like Emperor Amitabha or Emperor Wushi, there must be an upper limit for your practice.
This is where Taichu and Wang Bo’s confidence lies.
The competition for the position of emperor and immortal is in the realm of humanity, not the realm of immortality.
However, Linglong Supreme represents another type of person, the Guanxi household.
That's right, they are related to each other, they are both the Nine Emperors of Heaven, and they are in love with the Emperor of Heaven. This is the most critical point.
You are not sure about Linglong Supreme's connections and friendships, the extent of her relationship with the Emperor of Heaven, and her relationship with the other Nine Emperors of Heaven.
After all, the Nine Emperors become immortals and become kings. As long as they lend a little helping hand, they can break the balance in the human realm.
"You always have to walk your own path."
Wang Bo whispered softly and left with the Emperor's burial objects, leaving behind a quasi-emperor weapon for the stall owner.
Taichu also shook his head and drifted away, leaving only one sentence: "Holy Body, see you on Mount Tai."
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Tarzan! "
"It's Tarzan again!"
Ye Fan's mind was shaken and he stood there for a long time unable to regain consciousness. The stalls beside him were all being robbed like crazy. After all, this was a stall that sold magical items. What if there were still more?
After regaining his consciousness, Ye Fan did not join in the snatching of the rough stones, but left the venue in his big Ben with a solemn mood.
He didn't notice that behind the car, there were two pairs of dirty, green eyes staring at him.
"is it him?"
"That's right!"
"Hiss...this face is a bit weird."
"That's right, it's weird. The Holy Body lineage has always been so weird."
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After walking and walking, Ye Fan came to an antique street inexplicably, ready to buy something to relieve his mood.
Ninety-nine out of ten things in the antique street are fake.
Ye Fan played with the mentality of buying imitations. Once the price exceeded 100 yuan, he gave up decisively. Along the way, he collected many ancient books and some pen and paper stationery.
Suddenly, he took a surprised look and found an ancient sword placed on a stall. One side of the sword was engraved with the sun, moon and stars, and the other side was engraved with mountains, rivers, and vegetation. On one side of the sword's hilt is written the art of farming and raising livestock, and on the other side is written the strategy of unifying the four seas.
"Xuanyuan Sword?"
Ye Fan's mouth twitched, but his heart moved inexplicably. He stepped forward and asked the price: "Boss, how much does this Xuanyuan Sword cost?"
The stall owner, the old god, said: "This is a good imitation, one of the ten most famous swords in ancient times, a legendary magic weapon... at least five hundred yuan!"
"One hundred yuan." Ye Fan asked tentatively
"Deal!" The stall owner was extremely decisive and showed a bright smile.
Ye Fan's face darkened, and he was sure that this was not handmade, but probably a Xuanyuan Sword mass-produced by a factory.
Paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, the stall owner was afraid that Ye Fan would regret it.
Holding the hilt of the sword, there was a warm feeling like jade. Ye Fan's heart trembled, and he quickly left with the sword in his arms.
Suddenly a voice sounded.
"Little brother."
"Can you show me your sword?"
Ye Fan was speechless and looked up to the sky inexplicably. Which chapter of the urban novel is this?
