I have become an emperor, you said that covering the sky is an infinite box

Chapter 105 The Way of Destiny (Seeking Subscription, Monthly Ticket, Collection)

"I have ordered everything that should be ordered. Fang Han, I hope you will shine brightly in the future and become a new legend!"

After some instructions, the last remnants of Emperor Huang Quan disappeared with a hearty laugh.

"Congratulations to the Emperor of Huangquan"

Fang Han and Yan watched the last thought of Emperor Huang Quan disappear, and his face was full of disappointment.

For Fang Han, Emperor Huang Quan was his teacher and spiritual mentor in name.

For Yan, Emperor Huangquan is not only his master, but also a congenial brother.

Wang Chen carefully comprehended the mystery of Huangquan Dzi, and found that any laws of immortality inside are more like a natural treasure, and there is a strange and strange energy inside.

Carrying an innate ancient Taoist rhyme.

"Is it the breath of eternal life?"

Wang Chen pondered for a while.

Anyway, it is the gods of the heavens ejected from the gate of eternal life.

"Haha, this time I take out the treasures of the Underworld Treasure House, and I will really soar into the sky in the future."

Fang Han made a rough count of the huge harvest this time, and he was very happy.

He finally experienced the taste of getting rich overnight.

A large number of magic weapons, elixirs, Daoist scriptures, and all kinds of natural and earthly treasures made him harden his back, full of confidence.

Relying on his many treasures, he has full confidence in refining the Babu Stupa Sacrifice into a high-grade Taoist vessel.

Even facing Huatian already has an overwhelming advantage.

"Fang Han, when you reach the Realm King Realm, we can rebuild the Netherworld Demon Sect and let you be the new generation Netherworld Demon Emperor."

Yan also deeply agrees.

"In the future, if you cultivate to the level of Emperor Huangquan, you will be able to lead the two ways of immortals and demons in the Xuanhuang Great World."

"A small Huatiandu is just a floating cloud..."

"That's nature"

He obtained the wealth of Huangquan Treasure House without much effort, and Fang Laomo was also a little ecstasy, feeling that the position of supreme teacher was already beckoning to him.

Now he is full of vigor, as if he has the determination to break the sky, and his whole body exudes a strong self-confidence
Seeing that Wang Chen had been comprehending the Huangquan Dzi Bead, he suddenly said, "Yan, is there really any relationship between Linglong Immortal and Emperor Huangquan?"

"This is..."

Yan Mo stroked his paw and pondered for a moment.

"The Great Wish Art is the most powerful skill of Taoist Hongmeng. Immortal Linglong can learn this Taoism, which shows that she is the successor of Taoist Hongmeng."

"The master of Emperor Huangquan, Taoist Reincarnation, is the younger brother of Taoist Hongmeng."

"So, Immortal Master Linglong and Emperor Huangquan are also from the same sect."

"But Linglong Immortal Venerable should be a junior sister."

"So, Linglong Immortal Venerable is my uncle?"

Fang Han had a whim.

"Well, almost."

Yan thought about it carefully, nodded, and felt that it made sense...

"As expected of the Supreme Heavenly Monarch close to the Immortal King"

Appreciating the all-encompassing and vast cultivation perception and wisdom of Taoist Samsara, Wang Chen nodded in satisfaction.

The Taoist reincarnation body is a god of the underworld who has cultivated the way.

The attainments in the way of reincarnation are naturally extremely high.

If he hadn't been seriously injured by the ancestor saint king, given him enough time, he might have walked out of his own way on the path of reincarnation and achieved the position of immortal king.

"This Yellow Spring Dzi Bead, I will return it to you after I complete my comprehension."

Holding Huangquan Dzi in his hand, he shook Fang Han twice.

"Don't worry, I won't covet your chance."

"Senior, please feel free."

Fang Han nodded, he was still a bit desperate, if Wang Chen hadn't snatched the Emperor's Book from Su Xiuyi, and collected the other nine keys.

Just relying on his immortal little shrimp, he took his head to open the treasure house of the underworld.

"Fang Han, Fang Qingxue taught you a little fate."

Wang Chen changed the subject again.

"Little fate?"

Fang Han was stunned, Fang Qingxue taught him the little fate technique not long ago, how did Wang Chen know?

"I have two fragments of the World Tree here, how about exchanging a little fate with you?"

Two huge pieces of wood flew out of Wang Chen's sleeve and landed in front of Fang Han.

The annual rings are complicated.

I don't know how many thousands of years have passed.

But lifeless, just dead wood.

But it made Fang Laomo's eyes shine.

That was exactly what was on his mind.

"Ok, Ok"

Fang Han quickly agreed, fearing that Wang Chen would go back on his word, he taught Wang Chen the little fate technique on the spot.

A heavy song rang out and passed into Wang Chen's ears.

Like a song but not a song.

It seems like a curse but not a curse.

With a fateful cry, moan.

There is a supreme truth in the dark.

Wang Chen sacrificed Hetu Luoshu, trying his best to deduce this supernatural power.

The energy of yin and yang lingers around the river map, the radiance is brilliant, the power of the stars is falling, the avenue runes are flickering, the number of days is evolving, and the celestial light is dense.

The runes of the Nine Palaces on Luoshu are flickering, making people dazzled and swaying, constantly evolving the Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams.

Gradually, Wang Chen's eyes evolved a strange rune seed that seemed round but not round, flat but not flat.

Sometimes it jumps violently like a flame, sometimes it lingers like water, sometimes it whirls like the wind, and sometimes it's as steady as the earth.

"The power of fate permeates endless time and space. It is omnipresent. Light cannot penetrate it, and darkness cannot cover it..."

A burst of ancient singing sounded, and Wang Chen vaguely saw a river.

Whoa!

Many shadows appear on a river, invincible and immeasurable, they are immortals, gods, demons, and Buddhas...

River of fate!

boom!
"This is the breath of fate! The general outline of the Three Thousand Ways, the Great Fate Technique?"

The way of destiny, Wang Chen has dabbled in other worlds.

But it can only do a little bit.

But through comprehension, deconstruction, and analysis of the mysteries of the small fate technique, he vaguely felt that he had a new understanding on the way of fate.

In his eyes, the world of immortality is filled with countless vitality intertwined in the endless void.

Everything is made up of qi, and the root of qi is a kind of fate that is in control.

"The bearing of fate is for qi. The root of qi is for life, endless life, for luck. Rules are predestined, it is for fate"

After he translated the syllables of the Little Fate, an ancient idea flowed in his mind.

In the dark void, in the infinite time and space, there is a strange vitality conveyed.The connection between myself and all time and space, the endless empty space, became tighter at once.

In the endless time and space, an inexplicable force was mobilized by him.

This kind of power that jumps out of the three realms and is not in the five elements, and combines with the rules, is called "destiny".

It can also be regarded as a simplified version of "Force of Destiny".

Suddenly, through this power of fate, Wang Chen vaguely saw a simple and majestic fuzzy gate at the upper end of the mighty river of fate.

All the avenues in the world, fate, good fortune, karma, heaven, etc., are all under the suppression of the sect.

　Desperately coding
　　
　
(End of this chapter)