MM Racing Chapter 9 Evolution of Life
Chapter 9 Evolution of Life
"How could someone have such a constitution?!"
"The wheel of life is silent; the sea of suffering is as solid as divine iron, as stable as a rock, unshakeable, and utterly impossible to open..."
"Unparalleled in history, a divine body beyond compare!"
"Unfortunately, it has become a useless body after the Ancient Era."
"Ye Fan, being an ordinary person is actually quite good. I believe that with your abilities, you will live a good life."
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The words of the crowd and Li Xiaoman from not long ago still lingered in Ye Fan's ears. Bathed in the night, he walked outside the brightly lit hall, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and slowly exhaled, as if he wanted to expel all the pent-up emotions in his heart.
After Wu Guang was killed, his group was quickly taken away from that wild world and carried by divine light to a small town.
What followed was a rollercoaster ride for Ye Fan.
Several elderly people who claimed to be from Lingxu Cave Heaven were very interested in him and Pang Bo.
High hopes were placed on it.
However, an unexpected incident occurred during the physical assessment; he was found to be a useless body incapable of cultivation.
But Ye Fan is a determined person who is rarely swayed by external things. Once he sets his mind on a goal, he will do it. This is also the reason why he has been able to accumulate a wealth of wealth along the way.
Even if everyone says he can't cultivate, he will still try and work hard if he wants to.
Because his parents are getting old, he wants to go home, but going home requires strength.
"It's so late, aren't you going to rest?"
A gentle voice suddenly rang in Ye Fan's ears. He turned around, looked in the direction of the voice, and saw Yuan Qingsu not far away.
The boy, around seventeen or eighteen years old, with black hair, dressed in white and straw sandals, was extremely simple, yet he was the most unique boy he had ever seen.
In Pang Bo's words, "This guy is really handsome."
"Master Yuan..."
"No need for that. Just call me Yuan Qingsu, or Qingsu, or if you don't mind, you can call me Brother Yuan."
Yuan Qingsu arrived under the moonlight, her gentle voice carrying a hint of amusement: "Now you should realize that we cultivators who have mastered the power of flying and escaping are, in the end, just human beings, with the desires of mortals. Your companions have all fallen asleep after a day's journey, but you are the only one lingering here. It seems you have something on your mind."
"Yes, Brother Yuan."
Considering his actual age, Ye Fan couldn't bring himself to address Yuan Ge as "Brother Yuan," so he opted for a compromise, asking, "They say I have the Ancient Sacred Body, a useless body. Does that mean I'm truly incapable of cultivation?"
"What do you think 'spiritual practice' is?" Gen Kiyosu asked.
"this......"
Ye Fan reviewed the ancient books he had read and his stereotypes about them, and after a moment of contemplation, he said: "To cultivate by using a human body to eat the clouds and drink the dew, refining essence into qi, and obtaining great supernatural powers that ordinary people cannot obtain, and living for a hundred years without declining physical strength... This is my understanding of cultivation."
"That's right, that's exactly how it works. In essence, cultivation is actually 'evolution'."
Yuan Qingsu, reflecting on her own experiences as a reincarnator, calmly said:
"The evolution of life is a process of all beings striving to cross over, moving from the earth to the sky, from planets to outer space, and from one dimension to another."
"Every life represents a possibility. The Ancient Sacred Body is also human, a life form. How could it be unable to cultivate?"
"Moreover, you've already consumed the sacred fruit derived from the elixir of immortality; the immense medicinal power flowing into the Sea of Bitterness has already fulfilled the prerequisites for cultivation!"
Those red fruits… Ye Fan recalled them, and the fragrance seemed to linger in his mouth. They were truly the most delicious fruits he had ever eaten in his life.
"According to what Brother Yuan said, I can also escape the sea of suffering and embark on the path of cultivation?"
"Yes."
Yuan Qingsu nodded quite affirmatively, then added, "As long as there is enough source."
"source?"
This was yet another new term for Ye Fan.
"This is it."
Yuan Qingsu raised her hand and took out a Yuan from her Qiankun bag, which she then presented to Ye Fan.
It is about the size of a fist, with a crystal-clear color, like a rhinestone, shimmering with a hazy light. Just a little closer and you feel a vibrant and refreshing sensation that soothes the soul.
"By drawing upon the source to cultivate, you can open the sea of suffering. I can give you this source, and in exchange for the Daoist scripture of the Sea of Wheels, I will lend you that Bodhi seed for one day. How about it?"
"it is good."
Ye Fan agreed without hesitation and said solemnly, "Brother Yuan, thank you."
With his innate intuition, he could sense the boy's kindness towards him.
"Um."
Yuan Qingsu nodded slightly, handed Yuan Yu a scroll of scripture to Ye Fan, and took the Bodhi Seed from his hand, encouraging him: "The Holy Body lineage was once invincible. After reaching its peak, it could challenge the ancient emperors. I look forward to you recreating that glory."
His goodwill towards Ye Fan stemmed partly from his admiration, and partly from an investment.
According to the original trajectory, as long as someone had formed a good relationship with Ye Fan in the early stages, they would have a good life in the later stages, even in the very late stages. They could easily become a Celestial King, and even if they died, they could be resurrected.
Investing in this main character is a backup plan.
"If you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can come to me."
After leaving those words, Yuan Qingsu transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the night. A gentle breeze blew, and Ye Fan looked at the spot where the boy had stood, feeling a mixture of envy and excitement.
Even the Ancient Sacred Body can cultivate...
It is not impossible for the divine power of the ancient times to reappear in the future.
In youth one should know the ambition to reach the clouds, for one has aspired to be the best among men.
Meanwhile, in another room, Li Xiaoman was doing her makeup in front of a bronze mirror. She looked at herself in the mirror, at the wrinkles on her forehead, the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, and the nasolabial folds at the corners of her mouth... Thinking that this was her future self, she suddenly had an urge to pick up the mirror and smash it.
But right now she has difficulty even standing up, let alone moving such a large mirror.
A beauty fades with age...
If she cannot regain her youth through cultivation in the future, she might die on this strange planet in two days with her current body. All of this is too cruel for her. Li Xiaoman chewed on the bitterness, feeling so unwilling. If we really talk about appearance, she is no less beautiful than Weiwei.
Thinking of that girl, Yuan Qingsu's voice and appearance involuntarily flashed through Li Xiaoman's mind. He was truly a man who was like a femme fatale.
That's too fantastical; such a person shouldn't exist.
Just then, she suddenly turned around as if sensing something and looked at the window behind her.
The lacquered red window had been opened at some point, letting in a gentle breeze and moonlight. From the distant, dim lights, faint strains of song drifted by, a blend of prosperity and antiquity, depicting the vibrant life of the mortal world.
"Nobody's here..."
Li Xiaoman looked around, then reached out her aged hand and closed the two windows.
"Want to regain your youth? Cooperate with me; it couldn't be simpler."
An androgynous voice suddenly echoed in her mind, carrying an indescribable allure.
"The Crocodile Ancestor..."
"What, you disagree?"
"I'll agree if you leave my body first," Li Xiaoman whispered to herself.
How could a normal person not feel resentment when possessed by a demon suppressed by Shakyamuni, whose every thought and feeling is known to others?
Moreover, she was a beautiful and arrogant woman.
Regardless of the final outcome, the conflict between the two sides will inevitably escalate into confrontation.
"Why bother with such petty tricks? From the moment I chose you, unless that bald-headed Buddha himself comes, no one can separate us." The neither-male-nor-female voice of the Crocodile Ancestor continued to echo in Li Xiaoman's mind with a laugh, like a cat toying with a mouse.
'...'
"Stop resisting, it's useless. One day, you'll come to me on your own."
Crocodile Ancestor continued his attempt to break the girl's will, saying, "At that time, your thoughts and feelings will all be in accordance with me."
While the man and the crocodile were exchanging whispers, in the darkness far from the house, Yuan Qingsu, carrying the bright moon on her back, withdrew her observational gaze. She confirmed that the Demon Saint's second primordial spirit was indeed extremely weak now; otherwise, she would have already attacked Li Xiaoman directly.
Even so, Li Xiaoman couldn't hold out for long. Under the influence of the other party's saintly nature, her temperament would be gradually distorted, and her emotional cognition would gradually become closer to that of the Crocodile Ancestor.
However, in such situations, there is very little outside help that can be provided.
The second primordial spirit seed was planted within her soul light, and they merged together, making them impossible to separate by external forces. At least a Saint King or a Great Saint would be needed to influence them.
But in this world, which saintly king would take action for this? Let alone the Great Sage.
Therefore, unless Crocodile Ancestor leaves on its own, the simplest way to deal with it is to destroy Li Xiaoman, its host, along with it.
In a short time, Yuan Qingsu grasped some of the inherent causes and effects of Li Xiaoman's personality development within the original trajectory.
Deeply entangled in a predicament, unable to confide in anyone, forced to negotiate with a ruthless tyrant, and ultimately gradually twisted and succumbed to depravity...
"Weakness has become the original sin."
"If we want to obtain the forbidden artifact of a quasi-emperor, she might be a good starting point."
Yuan Qingsu smiled slightly, her figure vanished in a flash, and she returned to her temporary residence. With a wave of her hand, she closed the door, took out the eight hundred jin of Yuan she had obtained from Wu Guang, and began to refine it.
He needs to get himself into peak condition before proceeding with the first stage of the Wisdom Gate ceremony.
Once you've accomplished these things and gained sufficient power, you can then acquire the forbidden artifact intended for quasi-emperors.
In this era, even the most powerful beings who rule over mountains and rivers cannot target the Crocodile Ancestor's primordial spirit alone without harming innocent people.
However, Yuan Qingsu, who possesses the "ferry" ability, is an exception.