Chapter 210: Cultivating Nirvana and Going North to Ask the Yuan Emperor If He’s Old (1)
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Li You’an and the Sixth Mountain Lord seed to have known where Zhao Huangting would go.
Even though Zhao Huangting had ignited the Nirvana Fire, the two of them did not feel sad or emotional after sighing slightly.
Hua Jiebing was originally rather sorrowful, but when she saw Li You’an and the Sixth Mountain Lord’s calm expressions, she couldn’t help but calm down. She turned her head to look at the sunset that burned the entire sky in the distance. Her crystalline and pitch-black eyes flickered with a glint.
“Master’s Heart Sword?”
Hua Jiebing thought of sothing and pursed her lips, revealing a smile.
The ninth realm Heart Sword was even more unfathomable than her Heart
Sword, which was at the limit of the eighth realm. It also had a special power.
Why did Emperor Zhao set up a big sche against her, Hua Jiebing?
The goal was to obtain the Heart Sword. The Heart Sword was rare and very difficult to refine. It could be said to be more precious than so first-grade Dharma treasures.
The Heart Sword could dispel confusion, suppress ntal demons, and tear through the haze that covered the sky. It could always let a ray of sunlight shine on one’s mind to maintain clarity.
This was a great thod.
Emperor Zhao wanted to fuse with the immortal blood to extend his life for 500 years, but the immortal blood was not his own blood after all. It contained the will of an immortal and an immortal abnormality that devoured souls.
Prolonging his life was not to still stand in the mortal world and be a living dead. If he was devoured by the immortal abnormality and beca a muddle-headed immortal slave, losing his consciousness and being controlled by an immortal… then prolonging his life would be aningless.
It was an ending that was even more painful than death.
Emperor Zhao needed the Heart Sword. Only by using the Heart Sword to maintain clarity in his mind could he still have an autonomous consciousness during the process of obtaining 500 years of life extension and continue to be the undying Emperor of Great Zhao.
“Can Senior Zhao live?”
An Le’s face was as pale as paper, but his eyes were filled with worry.
He knew that the old man still had many things he wanted to do. He had yet to have a satisfying ti. It would be a pity if he turned into ashes of life in the flas of Nirvana.
However, Li You’an shook his head and said softly, “His lifespan is coming to an end. How can he live?”
“Lifespan limit is a problem that all lifeforms face. In front of the limit, everyone is equal. Too many people make a fool of themselves in front of the limit and ss up their thoughts. Even soone as strong as Emperor Yuan ng will face the limit one day.”
“Since ancient tis, how many heroes have appeared on this land? There was the peerless Emperor who united the four seas and made dragons his subjects, the Sacred Confucian who attracted righteousness to fill the world and educated the mortal world, and the peerless War God who had surging Qi Blood and could penetrate mountains with a drop of blood… They were ultimately no match for ti and finally disappeared in the long river of ti.”
Li You’an sighed.
“Ti is one of the most terrifying powers in this world.”
The mountain wind blew, causing the clothes of everyone standing on the field to flutter.
The Sixth Mountain Lord carried a huge pine sword case on his back, and his eyes were filled with complicated emotions. “The Sacred Teacher once said that in the face of ti, no one can hold their head high, even him.”
Even the Sacred Teacher was no match for ti.
An Le was also extrely shocked.
“Will the Sacred Teacher also have a lifespan limit?” An Le asked.
The Sixth Mountain Lord nodded. “Humans will have their limits. No, it should be said that all living beings in the world have their limits… Even the Heavenly Immortals, the demons of the Kun Peng Mountain, and the dragons in the Eastern Sea, although they will live much longer than humans, their limits will still be like sword lights engraved in the depths of their souls. When the ti cos, they will cut off all their lives and wither like frost flowers.”
“The Sacred Teacher is no exception.”
An Le took a deep breath. There was no immortality in this world, or rather, there was no true immortality.
When cultivators worked hard to beco stronger, they were extending the length of their lives.
From three hundred to five hundred years, from five hundred to eight hundred years…
The stronger one was, the more difficult it was to extend one’s life. This was because when one reached a certain level of strength, there was no path in front of them. There was only a blocked precipice.
“I once spoke to the Sacred Teacher and asked him about his lifespan. The
Sacred Teacher replied that longevity is actually not very interesting.”
Li You’an smiled and said at the right ti, “On second thought, what you said makes sense.”
“The Heart Sword suppresses the Nirvana Fire, but it can’t suppress the loss of life. However, at the very least, it can prevent Zhao Huangting from dying instantly.”
“Zhao Huangting should also be aware of this. The reason why he ignited the Nirvana Fire without hesitation today is not only because he used his absolute invincible strength to completely stop the embarrassing situation of the Great Zhao Imperial Family to prevent Emperor Zhao from completely throwing out the Zhao Family’s assets in exasperation, but also because of an evolution in his ntal state. Nirvana is the most prosperous, and it’s rare for him to et
Attained Suzhu outside Sensory Temple.”
“He once said that at the end of his life, he would cross the river again and challenge Emperor Yuan ng to a good fight.” “Therefore, he naturally won’t seek death now.”
Li You’an’s words made An Le heave a sigh of relief.
While everyone was chatting, flas filled the sky in the distance.
An Le looked at Zhao Huangting, who was walking over in the air with a straight back like a god. He also saw the beautiful female Bodhisattva beside
Zhao Huangting who smiled like she had walked out of a painting.
“Bodhisattva, give a chance.”
As soon as the two of them landed on the field, An Le heard Zhao Huangting’s pleading voice..
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