The Heavens: Man Covers the Heavens, Refines Treasures to Become an Emperor

"Before you stepped into this place, I sensed the faint breath of reincarnation in you." The ruthless man raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Xuan, with a barely perceptible glimmer in his eyes.

Jiang Xuan understood in his heart that this was the first time he caught a ripple of emotion from the ruthless man's indifferent eyes.

"If it weren't for this aura of reincarnation, it would be difficult to see the emperor's true appearance this time..."

He thought to himself that maybe the wonderful discussion before was an intentional exchange between those ruthless people because of the mysterious aura of reincarnation on him.

This breath of reincarnation was exactly the magical power he had refined, called the Samsara Disk, which meant rebirth and reincarnation. However, the status of this magic weapon in the Hongmeng Treasure Mirror was far inferior to that of the Xuanhuang Pagoda and the Bagua Furnace. Jiang Xuan did not devote his main energy to practicing this magical power.

"Your Majesty, do you think the theory of reincarnation is credible?" Jiang Xuan asked back, looking at the ruthless man.

After a brief silence, the ruthless man nodded slightly.

"Is there really reincarnation in this world?"

Ye Fan couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked. After all, in this world, reincarnation is a taboo topic, and no one can be indifferent to it.

Jiang Xuan and the ruthless man looked at Ye Fan at the same time.

???

Ye Fan felt a little scared when he was stared at.

The empress looked calm, her beautiful face was like a quiet deep pool, without the slightest ripple, her eyes were as clear as icy springs, staring at Ye Fan quietly.

Seeing this, Ye Fan suddenly felt relieved. He put aside all distractions and restraints and looked at the empress frankly. For a moment, the bronze hall was silent and time seemed to have stopped.

After a long time, Ye Fan captured a series of images in the depths of those eyes like clear springs.

In an instant, his heart trembled violently, and the calm lake of his heart was hit by a huge rock, causing ripples.

In the picture, a little girl comes into view. She is wearing tattered and patched clothes, and her little face is covered with stains. Only her big eyes are black and shiny, like precious black gems, which make people can't help but feel pity for her.

She has no father or mother, and there is only a young man by her side who depends on her. Although their life is hard and poor, their faces are filled with innocent smiles.

The ghost face mask was their only toy, and they had no expensive jewelry. In order to please the little girl, the boy carefully made a ring with bronze sheets. Although the workmanship was rough and simple, the little girl regarded it as a treasure.

The gears of fate turned mercilessly, and the boy was discovered by a discerning person to be a gifted genius. He was forcibly abducted and eventually taken to the Five-Color Altar.

The little girl was so heartbroken that she ran away crying and her worn-out shoes dropped off. After her desperate plea, the group finally agreed to let her go and see her off.

In front of the five-colored altar, it was their final farewell.

When the boy left, he took away the ghost mask and left only the ring. The little girl cried alone and collapsed to the ground. Her hands were scratched and bleeding.

Later, a great emperor emerged, and his fame would last for thousands of years!

Who would have thought that she had no talent for spiritual practice, but with her determination to change her fate, she broke through the shackles of heaven and earth and ascended to the throne of the Emperor of Heaven. Her brilliant achievements surpassed those of ancient and modern times and became a legend praised by the world.

Ye Fan sighed softly, and his eyes fell on the empress in front of him again. In the depths of his heart, another weak figure quietly emerged and gradually overlapped with the figure of the empress.

She was a little girl wearing ragged clothes, with holes on her toes. When she was scolded, she would lower her head in fear and step back timidly, with tears in her big eyes. She would turn around and leave, feeling lonely and wronged. Her little figure looked so pitiful and helpless...

"Little girl!"

Ye Fan couldn't control his emotions and blurted out.

At this moment, the empress's eyes lost their original clarity and became deep and unfathomable. Nine-colored fairy light flowed faintly in them, instantly penetrating Ye Fan's whole body and even penetrating into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness.

Ye Fan did not have the slightest intention of resisting. He took away many treasures from the empress, such as the rare Nine Wonderful Divine Medicinal Fruit, the extremely precious Mother Qi of All Things, the mysterious Immortal Treasure Map, etc. If the empress wanted to attack him because of this, he would be willing to accept it.

However, in the face of Ye Fan's affectionate call, the empress remained calm and did not respond, as if the call had not fallen into her ears.

The nine-colored fairy light flowed slowly and finally disappeared quietly without leaving any trace.

Ye Fan stared at her blankly, full of doubts, unable to guess the intention of her actions. At this moment, the empress's eyes were as deep as the vast starry sky, mysterious and unpredictable.

Until this moment, Ye Fan was certain in his heart that little Nannan and the empress were originally one. Could this be the fruit of the Tao that the ancient supreme beings talked about?

But deep in his heart, he would rather believe that little Nannan represents the empress's happy, carefree, innocent and simple childhood. Although her life was poor, it was full of simple happiness.

She has been silently persevering and practicing alone in this world. How many heroes and talents, even the peerless geniuses with extraordinary talents, have been unable to become emperors because of their obsessions, let alone transcending the ordinary and becoming immortals.

But the ruthless emperor was different. Relying on the obsession in her heart, she rose against the tide of the world, overcame all obstacles along the way, and achieved the honorable position of the supreme emperor.

Inside the bronze palace, there was silence at this moment. The empress looked like a fairy carved out of mutton-fat jade. There was no ripple around her. She stood there quietly, motionless, her eyes like the deep ocean.

Ye Fan asked a few more questions, but the empress seemed not to hear them. She kept her red lips tightly closed and did not utter another word.

Seeing this, Ye Fan stopped asking questions. He straightened his body, stood up slowly, and saluted the empress solemnly. In his heart, apart from blood relatives and close friends, perhaps only the empress was worthy of his salute and could bear such respect.

Ye Fan couldn't help but turn around and ask, "What on earth is the reason why the Great Emperor has come all this way, experienced countless years, and struggled through reincarnations one after another?"

"Await your return."

Unexpectedly, the empress spoke again. These four short words hit Ye Fan's heart like a heavy hammer.

Ye Fan's body shook violently and he stood still on the spot for an instant.

The boy in the blurry picture before involuntarily emerged in his mind. The boy's appearance was extremely similar to his own, as if they were carved from the same mold.

Ye Fan stood there for a long time, and his mood gradually calmed down. He knew in his heart that the ruthless emperor was not waiting for him, and that "you" was only one person from beginning to end, and that was the young man in his memory.

As an emperor-level figure standing at the pinnacle of cultivation, Ye Fan understood the truth after a little thought.

It is not entirely unreasonable to say that a ruthless person is waiting for him. Perhaps he is waiting for him to reach the top and show his glory, so that he can reflect the soul of the long-sleeping flower.

What a strong and persistent belief this is!

Ye Fan sighed inwardly.

The empress's eyes were as deep as the sea. What was hidden in them was probably not just obsession, but also the most hidden and core secrets on the road to immortality.

It is not for the pursuit of immortality itself, but just to hold on to a piece of waiting world in this world, hoping that the young man can return.

Suddenly, Ye Fan's heart moved.

"Jiang Xuan, is there really reincarnation in this world?" Ye Fan couldn't suppress his inner curiosity. The topic of reincarnation was mysterious and intriguing, and everyone's interest was aroused.

Jiang Xuan looked indifferent. He first shook his head gently, then nodded slightly, which made Ye Fan confused and his eyes lost.

"Yes, but also no." Jiang Xuan said calmly.

The ruthless man stared at Jiang Xuan quietly, waiting for his next explanation.

Seeing this, Jiang Xuan stopped beating around the bush and said bluntly: "I don't believe in reincarnation in this world. But I firmly believe that people can create reincarnation with their own strength."

When the ruthless man heard this, his eyes were filled with astonishment, and he said, "I have explored for many years, but I am unable to create reincarnation. Even if I try my best to speculate, it is probably difficult for the immortals to open up the path of reincarnation!"

"If the Immortals can't do it, then what about the Immortal King? If the Immortal King can't do it, then what about the Emperor among Immortals who stands at the pinnacle of the Immortals?!!"

Jiang Xuan's words were steady and powerful, like a huge bell. Thunder suddenly roared between heaven and earth, as if he had touched a taboo of heaven and earth. At this moment, Jiang Xuan's originally peaceful eyes turned into a pair of sharp and flying eyes of a fairy, revealing an extraordinary aura, yet still indifferent.

"Immortal King? The Emperor among Immortals?"

The ruthless person whispered softly, his tone full of doubt and shock. This new concept shocked her heart far more than when she heard that the Heavenly Lord of Tribulation and the Emperor Lord were still alive.

"I have another inheritance, and becoming an immortal is not the end of the road." Jiang Xuan looked normal and spoke in a flat tone, as if he was just an insignificant messenger of information.

“Becoming an immortal is not the ultimate destination of cultivation. Above that, there is the realm of the Immortal King who can create a new world with a single thought, and there is also the supreme Immortal Emperor who rules over the heavens!”

Jiang Xuan's voice was steady and powerful, and it echoed clearly in this quiet space. "Just because we are unable to do something doesn't mean that the Immortal Emperor can't do it. After all, those who stand at the pinnacle of cultivation possess unimaginable power and magical powers."

When the ruthless man heard this, he slowly closed his eyes, his chest rising and falling slightly. It was obvious that his heart was in turmoil and it took a long time to calm down.

These words, like a ray of light, illuminated the path she had been groping for in the darkness for a long time, opening a new door for her and allowing her to see a vast world that she had never touched before.

"Thank you."

After a long time, she thanked Jiang Xuan softly. For her, these new cognitions and information were of extraordinary significance, even surpassing what she had learned from her previous discussion with Jiang Xuan.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope ahead, as long as there is a way to go, she will rush there without hesitation. The obsession deeply rooted in her heart is as hard as steel.

Jiang Xuan smiled faintly, then stood up and bowed to say goodbye.

The message was clear, and there was no point in staying here any longer.

"Your method is very powerful, but complicated and confusing."

"Your method is very demonic, surpassing the Heaven Devouring Demonic Art!"

The sound of a fairy bell floated into Jiang Xuan's ears.

Jiang Xuan's steps paused for a moment, then he resumed his steps. He did not look back, but just nodded slightly to indicate, then strode out, his clothes fluttering, revealing a bit of casualness and elegance.

In fact, if Jiang Xuan looked back, he would be surprised to find that the ruthless emperor had kept his eyes closed since he stood up and had never opened them.

This reminder to Jiang Xuan was only out of consideration for his previous talk about reincarnation.

Ye Fan also stood up and bowed in farewell.

He gained a lot from this trip.

……

Fenbao Rock.

Jiang Xuan was sitting cross-legged alone on a cliff, refining treasures.

The refining of the first magic weapon, "Chaos Banner", was difficult and long.

Jiang Xuan first took out the Chaos Stone obtained from Zishan. The Chaos Stone contained endless chaotic energy and was the core material for refining this banner.

He swallowed the Chaos Stone into his stomach and performed mysterious magic spells with his hands. As time passed, the Chaos Stone gradually became transparent and pure, emitting a soft chaotic light.

Then, Jiang Xuan absorbed the endless essence collected from the outer space. Under the wrapping of the chaotic energy, it slowly melted and deformed, blending with the chaos stone, and finally disappeared in Jiang Xuan's body.

Day after day, year after year, at Fenbaoyan, time seems to have lost its meaning.

In Jiang Xuan's world, there was only the constantly dancing flames and the magic weapon that was gradually taking shape.

After thirty years, the "Chaos Banner" was finally successfully refined.

boom!
Countless chaotic sword energies tore through the universe and rushed towards the edge of the universe.

"This is……"

Countless eyes turned towards Fenbao Rock, with horror in their hearts.

Jiang Xuan frowned slightly.

"This Chaos Banner has the power to interpret the infinite creation, control the mysteries of all things, and open up the universe."

"The power has increased, but the essence of life has not yet reached the level of the immortal realm!"

Jiang Xuan continued to immerse himself in practicing his magical powers.

Another ten years passed.

Dozens of fragments of imperial weapons emerged. These were fragments of supreme weapons that were defeated by Jiang Xuan. They were all divine materials of the emperor level and were collected by Jiang Xuan.

The fire of the Bagua furnace reaches the sky, illuminating the universe.

The fragments of the imperial weapon slowly melted and eventually formed a spear.

The spear is about two feet long, with a red tassel and a silver blade.

The entire gun handle was blood red, full of evil spirit. The surface of the gun blade was engraved with the inscription of the Great Dao and the mark of the blue lotus, and the center of the gun also had the words "killing the gods".

Jiang Xuan was surrounded by a violent murderous aura, and the entire Beidou was like a small boat in the huge waves.

The violent force came and went quickly, and the land of Beidou returned to peace again.

He also took out countless grains of star sand, which were collected from the Hongmeng Treasure Mirror.

Ten years have passed.

Jiang Xuan's left eye released the true fire of the sun, and his right eye flashed the light of the moon.

The 365 major acupoints correspond to the 365 main stars in the sky, absorbing the power of the stars as the root of the formation. One hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred small Zhoutian star flags serve as the backbone of the formation.

Endless starlight gathered together to form a dazzling light curtain that covered the sky and the earth.

The power of the stars interweaves, and chains of starlight crisscross like substance, weaving a huge and complex pattern.

Zhoutian star formation!

"What kind of magic is the Emperor of Heaven practicing? It's so terrifying!"

Outside the domain, a quasi-emperor was trembling with fear. Even across the sea of ​​stars, he could still feel the terror.

In heaven, Ye Fan looked at him with envy.

"Is Jiang Xuan transforming?!"

In the Demon Court, the Golden Crow Emperor had a bitter look on his face.

"not enough!"

Jiang Xuan waved his hand, and another pile of divine materials emerged.

Fifty years passed.

The Impermanence Sword, the Wheel of Life and Death, the Dragon Armor of the Emperor, the Blue Lotus Banner, the Thirty-six Sea-fixing Beads...

Another ten magical weapons equivalent to the peak of imperial weapons were integrated into his body.

Jiang Xuan has reached his limit and can no longer withstand any more magical power from the magic weapon. Forcing it to be refined will only lead to his death.

"It is several times more powerful than a hundred years ago, but still not an immortal."

"I am roughly equivalent to a great emperor who has lived through five lifetimes. If I can continue to transform, I can grow in one lifetime. Unfortunately..."

Jiang Xuan had a hunch that even if he could refine more magic weapons, the power of the magic weapons would only help him less and less.

One will infinitely move towards the level of immortality, but will never be able to reach it.

(End of this chapter)