The old man in gray robe smiled faintly, "I am Emperor Tianbai, but I am not Emperor Tianbai. Strictly speaking, I am just a dharma image of Emperor Tianbai."
"The Dharma? What is the Dharma?"
Ling Feng sensed that the gray-robed old man did not have any ill intentions, so he put away Destruction in All Directions, but he still kept a trace of vigilance in his heart.
"The so-called Dharma is a spiritual body formed by the combination of a ray of divine consciousness and divine energy. It has its own consciousness, but must obey the orders of the deity. And I am a Dharma of the deity." The old man seemed very patient, and slowly
explained.
"How can spiritual consciousness be transformed into a human form and have independent consciousness?" Ling Feng looked at the gray-robed old man in disbelief and said in surprise: "You... who are you?
"My true self is Emperor Tianbai." The gray-robed old man smiled faintly, "The true self of Emperor Tianbai practices the "Ten Thousand Ways and All Transformations Scripture" and divides ten thousand clones into all the heavens and realms. Each clone has its own
Through cultivation, when all the clones reach the state of the original deity, all the clones will merge into one and achieve the supreme state. And I am one of the clones."
"Of course, I also have another identity, which you may be more familiar with. I am the founder of the Tianbai Holy Dynasty. I annexed the ten countries of the Eastern Spiritual Region in one fell swoop and established the immortal hegemony of the Holy Dynasty! The world calls me, Holy White Emperor.
Emperor."
"Never heard of it." Ling Feng shook his head, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes.
What the old man in gray robe said was too far away for Ling Feng. As for all the realms in the world, so far, he only knew about the Eastern Spiritual Realm.
Moreover, there are currently four kingdoms in the Eastern Spiritual Territory, and there is no Tianbai Holy Dynasty.
The corner of the gray-robed old man's mouth twitched, and the atmosphere became very awkward for a while.
After a long time, the old man in gray robe coughed dryly and said slowly: "The world has changed, and the world has changed. The Eastern Spiritual Territory that this emperor knows is no longer the Eastern Spiritual Territory now."
"In comparison, I think the "Ten Thousand Ways and All Transformations Scripture" that you practiced is more powerful. What happened next? Did your original cultivation succeed, but why are you still here?" Ling Feng blinked,
Asked.
"I? I'm dead..." The old man in gray robe stood with his hands behind his hands and said calmly, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
"Dead? How did you die?"
"I am just a clone. Although I can feel that I am dead, I don't know how I died."
Ling Feng looked at the gray-robed old man in great surprise, "Since I am dead, how did you survive?"
"Alive? No, no, my current state is neither dead nor alive. It's just that the remaining energy has not been exhausted. When the energy left by me is exhausted, it will naturally dissipate."
"It's a good thing that I found such a mine before I died, otherwise I might not be able to survive now."
"By the way, senior, what's going on with that donkey outside?" Ling Feng asked.
"That was a gift given to me by me, a mythical beast egg, and it hatched into a donkey."
The old man in gray robe clenched his fists, and it was obvious that there was anger surging in his heart, "That bitch, if you give me another chance, I will make it into egg fried rice and eat it!"
"Uh..." Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose, recalling the shameless face of the black donkey, and nodded with deep approval.
"That bitch's cultivation talent is very high, but his character is too obscene. So when I sealed it by myself, I trapped it here to prevent it from causing trouble everywhere and disturbing the country that I have worked so hard to conquer.
What a mess!”
"No wonder that black donkey hates you so much." Ling Feng shook his head and smiled.
"Okay, no more gossip, let me talk to you about business." The old man in gray robe cleared his throat and said: "When I sensed the death of this deity, I knew that I was not going to die soon, so
I left the Holy Dynasty and searched for spiritual veins to prolong my life. By just counting, it has been more than a thousand years."
"Now, I can only linger in this space, and even my body has decomposed, leaving only the last trace of my soul. I think it won't be long before I die completely."
The old man in gray robe stared at Ling Feng and said slowly: "Over the past few hundred years, the black donkey has let some people enter here, hoping to help it break the magic circle. It doesn't know that the so-called magic circle is actually
This is the place where the emperor’s Taoism is hidden. Only with my inheritance can the magic circle be opened."
"Although I am not as outstanding as myself, I still want to find a good successor for the things I left behind. Unfortunately, the talents of those people before were very limited, but you seem to have some hope."
Ling Feng's eyelids twitched and he couldn't help but ask: "What about those people who failed to get the inheritance before? Where did they go? Were they eaten by black donkeys?"
"No, no, no, accepting the inheritance of this emperor is very dangerous. Nine out of ten of those in front will explode and die. Another ten percent will go crazy and jump from this suspended platform and fall.
Dead." The old man in gray robe said calmly.
"This..." Ling Feng took a deep breath.
Ninety percent of the ten percent are dead and ten percent are crazy. Is this a legacy or a loss of life?
"Can I try it first? If it doesn't work, can I stop halfway?"
"Stop? Boy, your idea is too beautiful. Once you accept the inheritance, you will naturally not be able to stop. You will either succeed or die." The voice of the old man in gray robe was very calm, "You still look very young, and you are naturally intelligent.
Although the body is not very powerful, the success rate is still much higher than that of ordinary people."
Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose. At first Wen Tingguang said that he was not even a spirit body, but now the old man in gray robe said that he was a natural spirit body. It seemed that as the number of times he injected spirits increased, he could improve his physique.
Keep improving.
However, Ling Feng was too lazy to explain so much to the gray-robed old man. Since only by accepting the inheritance of the "Tianbai Holy Emperor" could he lift the magic circle and leave the misty ghost forest, he had no choice but to take a risk.
Otherwise, even if he leaves this place, there will still be a sixth-level monster black donkey outside clamoring to eat him, which will be even more dangerous.
"Okay, in that case, I'll give it a try." Ling Feng took a deep breath and didn't complain about anything.
Things in the world are like this. Danger and opportunity coexist. Wealth and honor are sought in danger. The path of martial arts is to defy nature and take life. If you don't dare to take risks, why should you practice martial arts?
"Very good, you are very courageous, I am optimistic about you." The old man in gray robe smiled faintly, "I will pass on the first inheritance to you first. Please go and sit down in front of the stone statue."
Ling Feng followed what the old man in gray robe said, walked to the front of the stone statue, and sat down cross-legged.
In an instant, a ray of white light shot out from the stone statue, from the center of Ling Feng's eyebrows, and penetrated into the sea of consciousness.
Ling Feng felt as if a door had opened in front of him. With a thought, he had already entered behind the door.
This is a dark space, as if in a universe of stars, with some strange runes densely suspended around it, and in the center is a line of large golden characters.
"Forging Qi Hunyuan Lock!"
"Forging Qi?" Ling Feng raised his eyebrows, confused.
He had only heard of body forging, but never heard of Qi forging.
"This is the most powerful secret technique created by this emperor back then. Unfortunately, it was too late when he created this secret technique, so he was unable to use this secret technique to its limit. Therefore, those who practice the Qi Forging Hunyuan Lock, age
The smaller the better, the lower the cultivation level the better."
In a flash of light, the figure of the gray-robed old man also appeared in Ling Feng's spiritual world.
"The lower the cultivation level, the better?" Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose and then understood.
This is the so-called blank paper theory. The more blank the paper is, the less likely it will be affected by too many interfering factors.
"You should first observe the Dharma doors around you." The old man in gray robe smiled faintly, "See how much you can comprehend."
Ling Feng nodded, gathered his mind, and focused on those strange floating runes.
These are not words, but when Ling Feng focused his attention on it, he naturally saw the route of moving Qi and Gong.
The more Ling Feng watched, the more surprised and shocked he became. He gradually became addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself.
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