Honghuang: How can I be invincible after death?

Chapter 42 Chang'e's real name is Ye Changqing?
In Guanghan Palace, Ye Changqing was drinking with the wine jar in his arms, and the others were also sitting around him a little bit drunk.

"Brother, please tell us about your past."

Bi Xiao's little face was flushed, and he hiccupped and suggested.

"Yes, big brother, tell me!"

"We want to hear it too."

The other Jiejiao disciples are also looking forward to it.

Their elder brother is too mysterious, and only gradually heard some rumors about him in the past few years.

Every origin is amazing, far beyond their imagination.

"Alright!"

Ye Changqing smiled slightly, it was boring anyway, why not tell them a story.

"Have you ever seen the end of chaos?"

he asked them suddenly.

Jiejiao Wanxian fell into contemplation, the chaos outside the sky was boundless, and even the saint could not explore where the end of the chaos was.

"One flower, one world, one leaf, one bodhi."

"Have you ever thought that our huge prehistoric world is just a leaf or a grain of dust from other worlds?"

Ye Changqing asked again.

This is a theory taught by the West, and he happened to use it to broaden their horizons.

Their pattern is still too small, just looking at the present.

"Sigh~"

"This……"

The Jiejiao disciples were quite frightened by his words. If it was true what the senior brother said, that world should be surprisingly powerful.

"Compared to the world of Grandmist, big brother?"

Zhao Gongming raised such a question.

The primordial world is already unimaginably powerful, and ordinary creatures have the realm of Hunyuan Daluoxian.

Even an existence as powerful as the Great God Pan Gu is only in the middle.

"The Hongmeng world is indeed the top of all worlds."

Ye Changqing nodded and said.

"But do you know the origin of the Hongmeng world?"

he asked again.

He grabbed a handful of dust from the ground and sprinkled it from between his fingers.

"As I said, there may be countless worlds in this handful of dust."

"These worlds below the prehistoric world are collectively called the heavens and myriad worlds."

Jiejiao Wanxian also followed Ye Changqing's example and picked up a handful of dust. They released their spiritual senses to search carefully, but found nothing.

Seeing them looking at the dust and giggling, Ye Changqing decided to tell them an inspirational story.

The name of the story is Star Transformation. (The first novel I read, The God of Eternity!)
It is a story of a mortal who is unwilling to be ordinary and becomes powerful step by step, constantly ascending and finally gaining a foothold on the heavens and worlds.

Of course, the protagonist of this story was changed to his name.

"I once taught three thousand immortal kings in a small world called Zhetian, and led them to quell the darkness and turmoil."

"When I killed the Dark Immortal King and set foot on the Nine Heavens, there was no one there..."

"In the end, I cut off the long river of time and chose to be arbitrary."

Sanxiao, Our Lady of Wudang, Our Lady of Guiling and other female fairies stared at him bewilderedly, feeling inexplicably distressed.

Why isn't the current big brother arbitrarily arbitrarily trying to cut off the teaching?

"Ding, congratulations to the Master of Three Thousand Immortal Kings created by the host for arbitrarily succeeding in the mysterious past of the ages, and everything will come true after death."

"Reward: Hunyuandu Erdan*3, Shengling Treasure Coupon*5."

No one doubted what Ye Changqing said, and the reward was achieved again.

In the final battle of the Conferred Gods and Quantity Tribulation in the future, the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation was destroyed, countless disciples of the Jujiao were killed and injured, and the heartbroken Master Tongtian tried to destroy the prehistoric world and repeat the chaos.

Ancestor Hongjun personally took action to subdue Master Tongtian, forcing him to eat the death pill and confine him in Zixiao Palace.

His life and death are in the hands of Heavenly Dao.

If there is such a day, this Hunyuan Du'er Dan is the best antidote for the Perishing Saint Pill.

And the Ascension Spirit Treasure Voucher is also very useful, it can upgrade the level of the magic weapon, and even upgrade the Innate Spirit Treasure to the Chaos Spirit Treasure.

Ye Changqing inexplicably thought of the Four Swords of Jade Immortals. After upgrading them to Chaos Spirit Treasures and adding the improved Jade Immortals Formation with the Chaos Formation Master Volume, how many saints can break it?

He smiled and drank the remaining sweet-scented osmanthus wine in the jar.

How much he wanted to see the powerful Jiejiao in the future, but unfortunately he couldn't see it.

Now there are only more than [-] years of life left, and my body is getting weaker and weaker.

A sleepless night, when the sun rises, the story is about to end.

"I swallowed the sun and the moon, absorbed the universe, and embraced the world of universe evolution, and finally became the master of the primordial realm."

San Xiao and the others listened with gusto, taking dantian as a practice they had never heard of before, and felt very novel.

There are even Jiejiao disciples who are planning to break through and then build up, and plan to try after abolishing their cultivation base.

But they immediately realized that there is only one Ye Changqing in this world.

Seeing their disappointed and annoyed looks, Ye Changqing taught him all the Hunyuan Immortal Techniques.

On the Lunar Star, powerful auras broke through one after another.

Some people even took this opportunity to kill the corpse successfully.

One must know the cultivation technique passed down from Zixiao Palace, one must be assisted by the Innate Spirit Treasure if one wants to kill the three corpses.

But in the entire prehistoric world, there are only more than a thousand innate spirit treasures.

Many of them only have one or two Houtian Lingbao in their hands, and some of them are poor and only have a body of cultivation.

This set of exercises subverted their imagination, and they could behead corpses without Lingbao.

Jiejiao Wanxian looked at his rising strength in surprise and was speechless.

This technique is really amazing!

"Thank you, Big Brother!"

The Jiejiao disciples bowed in front of Ye Changqing and thanked him.

Although Ye Changqing cleared out some traitors in Jiejiao, he still kept a hand.

There are prohibitions on the exercises he taught, and practitioners can only understand them by themselves, and cannot pass them on to others.

Even if a sage seized their souls and searched for their souls, they would only return in vain.

"OK OK."

"It's time for us to move on."

Ye Changqing stood up from the ground and patted the dust off his body and said.

When he was about to leave Lunar Star, Ye Changqing planned to give some compensation to Chang'e who was disturbed by him.

"Drinking so much sweet-scented osmanthus wine from you should give you a fortune."

"Do you want to leave here and return to the prehistoric world?"

Chang'e's eyes widened instantly, full of disbelief.

During this night, she didn't say a word, just quietly being a listener.

She always thought that what he said were lies and lies, and she was even a little contemptuous.

But when he asked this question, she couldn't hold back.

Big teardrops rolled down her cheeks, she had waited too long for this opportunity.

"What you said...is it true?"

Ye Changqing sighed, she is also a miserable person.

It's just a pity that Chang'e will no longer be there when future people land on the moon.

However, the name left by him may be regarded as the trace of Chang'e's existence.

Maybe someone will come out and argue that it is not Chang'e who is flying to the moon, but a guy named Ye Changqing.

It is even possible to produce evidence to prove that Chang'e's real name is Ye Changqing.

Ye Changqing put aside the weird thoughts in his head, and handed Chang'e a Hunyuan Duerdan.

She was stunned!

At the beginning, it started because of a pill, but now it ends with another pill.

It seems that every drink and peck, there is a definite number in the dark.

(End of this chapter)