Immortal, my aptitude is mediocre

Chapter 153 Nirvana?Reincarnation?
starry night.

The breeze was cloudless, the stars were shining brightly, and a large area of ​​silver light was sprinkled down, illuminating the world as bright as day.

On the ground, a bonfire was burning, and the two shadows stretched long.

Chen Sheng's flawless face was glowing with an orange light, his eyes were fixed, and he was looking at the star box in his hand.

An invisible spiritual force covered the star box, like flowing water, constantly washing away the restrictions on it, as if a big chain had been untied, and the remaining sporadic obstacles were nothing to worry about.

"It took a long time to open this star box. If it hadn't been corroded by the years, it would have been even more difficult."

Chen Sheng thought that he got this star box not long after he became the elder of the medicine house, he was asked by Liu Qingping to detoxify his Taoist companion, and later he entered the secret realm of Xilonghe, so he felt that it was a secret.

Over the years, he has accelerated the speed of cracking, and finally he will succeed tonight.

As the end came to an end, he suddenly had distracting thoughts in his mind, but he was actually entangled in cracking the secret of the star box, whether it involved a trace of the secret of life and death reincarnation.

What if not?
His past thoughts are all false, and his state of mind will be turbulent because of this.

"Longevity? What an annoying thought."

Chen Sheng put down the star box, stood up, his whole body was sprinkled with starlight, he held an iron sword in his hand, looked up at the stars in the sky, and cut down with his sword.

The majestic and beautiful sword light bloomed in the night, passing through the void, but it could not reach the other side, and slowly dissipated under the time.

He didn't care, the sword dissipated, and the sword rose again, and the courtyard seemed to be filled with clear frost, which was extremely bright.

"It was already difficult."

Luzhu said indifferently, looked at Chen Shengjianwu's figure, and said: "If I have the power to reach the sky, I will definitely cut off this period of time and seal it up."

Suddenly, she felt that the heaven-penetrating magic power was extremely useful, and it was more beneficial than fighting skills.

She couldn't think too much, she shook her head, that was too grand and far away, unrealistic, it's better to grasp the present moment.

"The Star Slashing Sword Art, practiced to the present, is no longer a simple sword technique, but also a way to soothe the soul."

As soon as Chen Sheng's sword light falls, the distracting thoughts in his mind will be less, although it will come and go, but the sword light can also fill the sky, and the brilliance will not be extinguished.

What exactly is in the star box?
This is what he has been thinking about.

The above prohibition has allowed a monk in the Foundation Establishment Realm to break it for nearly 200 years, and it seems that there are still some reasons for the loss of time.

The cultivator who imposed the restriction must have a high level of cultivation, maybe a Jindan Daoist?
When Liu Qingping presented the star box back then, he said that this object was extraordinary, and when he saw Youhe in the secret place of Xilong River, there was some movement in this object.

Combining various clues, the things hidden in the star box are definitely not simple.

"Qiang..."

He kept thinking in his mind, and the sword light danced, and cut off the meaningless thoughts, so that his mind was clear and he would not be confused.

After a long delay, Chen Sheng's mood calmed down again.

He sat by the bonfire, took out the star box again, poked out his spiritual thoughts, and broke the last few restrictions.

Green Pearl didn't bother him and left here.

"Crack..."

Chen Sheng broke the restriction on his own, and after half an hour, the box that had been sealed for nearly 200 years finally opened before his eyes.

Then, with a thud in his heart, he was a little dazed, and said, "There is another layer?"

There is a small coffin in the big box, and there are long letters. Through the words, one can feel a strong resentment coming across time and space.

"Hahaha, there is indeed a huge opportunity hidden in the star box, but it is not within the control of mere mortals."

"The method is as good as the sky, so what, I will just die of old age, holding it and passing away sadly."

"This damned thing, I will seal him up and bury him in the ground, so that he will never see the light of day."

"I dug it out again, I don't believe there is really no way."

"The phoenix coffin is indeed a game between immortals. I have no qualifications to enter."

"Hate hate hate."

The unknown powerful monk in the letter paper is probably a little crazy.

The reason for this is that a huge opportunity was touched, but he couldn't grasp it, and his mood was completely broken.

"Let a powerful monk be so resentful? What is this phoenix coffin? What is the game in the fairy world?"

As soon as the star box was opened, Chen Sheng became more and more suspicious. There was a coffin sealed inside, or the Phoenix coffin was the real treasure, while the star box outside was put on by a powerful monk who became angry.

There is definitely a big secret hidden deep in this coffin, and it has to involve life and death in order for it to die with regret.

"A game between immortals? Only immortals are eligible to enter?"

Chen Sheng was extremely concerned about the criteria for the evaluation of immortals.

Heaven-penetrating mana?
Invincible supernatural powers?
An eternal existence that lives forever and lives with the sky?

If it is the latter, is he considered a fairy?

After all, from an alternative point of view, he can be regarded as a living immortal.

Eternal standing, immortal and immortal.

"These lines..."

There were too few clues, so Chen Sheng could only focus on the phoenix coffin, scanning inch by inch.

Its whole body is deep and secluded, and it is made of stone, with lines traced on the black background, outlining the image of a phoenix.

This phoenix wanted to escape from the dark river water, with flames burning all over its body, nirvana could not be extinguished, and its aura was extremely strong.

"tear……"

Chen Sheng's finger skimmed over the phoenix pattern, touched a sharp point, and was cut open, and a trace of blood flowed out.

then.

This phoenix seemed to be alive, with a winged body and a faint red gold color, as if it had been finished.

It looked at Chen Sheng, and it seemed to move. It closed the wings on the edge of the coffin and restrained a little.

"It can be opened."

The sudden change made Chen Sheng realize something. He saw a gap in the lid of the phoenix coffin. He tried to open it, but it was actually opened.

The inside of the coffin was pitch black, with no light at all visible, like a ghostly world.

Chen Sheng glanced at it for a while, and then he was in a daze, and something appeared in his mind.

He saw a strong man, who was about to die of old age, but sealed himself in the phoenix coffin and exiled him into Youhe.

With the passage of 10 or a million years, almost all the people in the coffin were turned into smoke and dust, but a few people walked out of the coffin and were extradited to the fairy world.

"This is the power of the phoenix coffin? No wonder it made a powerful monk die in regret."

Chen Sheng was silent for a while, he didn't know if what he saw was real, but it was undeniable that the Phoenix coffin was mysterious.

It involves the secret of reincarnation, perhaps at the last moment, he can use the phoenix coffin to fight.

"This rebate is a bit big."

Chen Sheng thought of Liu Qingping. The phoenix coffin was given to him by the other party. It was a great gift, but there was nothing he could do to make up for it.

Putting down this thought for now, he murmured, "I need more information about the Phoenix Coffin."

He doesn't know his footsteps, he doesn't know his origin, even if there is a glimmer of life, it is very vague. He needs to control more information before he can change anything.

……

The outer door, the Sutra Pavilion.

The place has not changed, inside are rows of bookshelves, numerous inheritance jade slips, and the deacons under the counter are very leisurely, doing things, mostly drinking tea when they have nothing to do.

It's not that Liu Dahe doesn't do nothing. When he is free, he will take a careful look at the young man who comes into the scripture storage pavilion.

This habit is formed based on a real event.

Now the elder in Yaohu, who is in full swing, was caught by his previous deacons and treated him with courtesy, which finally became a good story.

"They are all ignorant teenagers who don't know what to ask for. How can such a person be my Maxima."

He looked at the young man in the Sutra Pavilion and shook his head. Even if he wanted to be a bole, he had to have a thousand-mile horse.

From his perspective, the spiritual will of these young people is mostly mediocre, and it really doesn't seem like they can rise.

This was a delusion, he knew it was useless to think too much, so he sat back.

At this time, a young man came in. He was dressed in white, without a speck of dust on his body, as if he had just come down from the clouds. His eyes were warm and moist with a special charm, a bit thick and vicissitudes. traces of time.

"In a daze, I seem to see Deacon Mo."

Chen Sheng hadn't been to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for a long time, but when he stepped in, he felt a sense of familiarity in his heart, especially when he saw the deacon here. He nodded his head.

"This boy, do you know me?"

Liu Dahe was also stunned, mainly because of the nodding, there was an indescribable feeling, the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't calm down, as if something grabbed his attention, he said: "No, I have to observe carefully."

He had a premonition that this young man was not simple, his Maxima might be coming.

"Things involving immortality should be classified in the category of miscellaneous ancient books."

With Deacon Mo's acquiescence, for a long time, Chen Sheng was able to freely browse the classics and inheritance of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. He was no stranger to this, and he quickly found the place.

In the Sutra Pavilion, there are the most spells and exercises, followed by auxiliary cultivation. If it involves immortality, it is rare, and it is a side door among side doors.

Because, for monks in the Qi Refining Realm, the space is too fake, and there is no simple technique that is real.

"No, none at all..."

Chen Sheng grabbed all the jade slips that might contain information about the "Phoenix Coffin", and stretched out his mental power, constantly scanning the contents.

Walking all the way, he grabbed a lot of inheritance jade slips, but he couldn't find the information he wanted.

In a quarter of an hour, he read all the relevant content in the Sutra Pavilion, but he didn't find what he wanted.

It's not that he is fast, but that such records are too rare, and some of them are compiled records, which are the imagination of monks in the Qi Refining Realm and cannot be regarded as true.

Helpless, he had to leave after settling the contribution points.

"and many more……"

When Liu Dahe saw that he was about to leave, he was anxious, still thinking about the deeds of Maxima, and wanted to make more contact and understand.

"What's the matter?"

Chen Sheng looked back and asked.

"It doesn't feel right."

Somehow, Liu Dahe felt that there was a sense of majesty in this gaze, and his tone became weaker, and said: "What are you looking for, maybe I can help."

pressure.

The young man's spirit was extremely powerful, and he belonged to the exceptionally talented type. His heart became hot and he started thinking more and more.

Funding, supporting, and spreading fame.

"Is there that... extremely mysterious coffin and ancient books that record it?"

Although Chen Sheng knew that the possibility was very small, he still had a glimmer of hope and told his needs, but he didn't mention the phoenix coffin in detail, for fear of being seen into something.

"Jiu Xia Yuan Ji and the Demon Book of the Demon Garden seem to have been recorded."

Liu Dahe didn't realize the secret. Hearing Chen Sheng's needs, he thought about it and told the classics containing the "coffin".

"I've seen it, it's useless."

Chen Sheng shook his head, he had seen all these things.

"Then there's no way."

Liu Dahe waved his hands, and in order to prevent Chen Sheng from getting away, he said cryptically, "Have you ever heard the story of what happened to the deacon of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion and the elder of the Yaolu here?"

He substituted himself into the past, with discerning eyes to recognize talents, and quietly hinted that Chen Sheng should speak up.

Chen Sheng probably couldn't understand the deep meaning, and sighed: "I am the elder of Yaolu."

In the blink of an eye, even Deacon Mo has fans, but he is gone, and only he still exists. It feels like time is changing.

"It's okay, the Sutra Pavilion in the inner sect may have what you need, after all, that's where the real inheritance is."

For a moment, Liu Dahe experienced many thoughts in his mind, some were embarrassed, some were stunned, but more of a kind of helplessness.

Such a big man looked very gentle in person, but he was already the most powerful and distinguished person he had ever met.

"Thanks."

Chen Sheng left a word, turned and walked away.

"This is a Maxima, but it was a Maxima more than 200 years ago."

After a while, Liu Dahe slapped his thigh hard. He does have the potential to be a bole, but this Maxima has already become famous all over the world.

……

One Yuan Peak.

Surrounded by deep clouds and fog, looking at it for no reason, it has a majestic demeanor that makes people dare not make noise.

A letter entered here, it was supposed to be intercepted, but when the servant glanced at the name, he hurriedly took it and walked in.

"What's the matter!"

In the hall, the figure stood upright, exuding a kind of majesty, his eyes were indifferent, his appearance was sacred, his voice was faint, but he had a domineering arrogance.

At this time, there should be no letters, and there shouldn't be any letters, breaking the rules.

But he is not a violent temper, knowing that this servant dared to come, there must be a reason.

"A letter from the person in the medicine house."

The servant bowed his head and bent his body, not daring to look at the majestic suzerain, and presented the letter with both hands.

"Ah."

Chen Ergou snorted softly, put down his majesty unconsciously, took the letter, and read it.

"I want to go to the Inner Gate Sutra Library to take a look, the kind that can be seen in secret."

Nothing big, just a small thing.

Chen Ergou untied the token at his waist, a jade tablet with the word "Chen" written on it, which represented himself, seeing it was like seeing the deity, handed it to the servant, and sent it to the medicine house.

(End of this chapter)