Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Qin Xuan's immortal body seemed to have lost all its power at this moment, and its bones and blood seemed to have returned to normal, with only an ordinary half-emperor grade.

The half-emperor thought also merged into the source seed. In this source seed, the crack expanded again. Indistinctly, endless fog seemed to be seen from the crack, and it was difficult to see what exactly would be born in this source seed.

The thirty-six innate lotuses were constantly withering, and some lotus petals were annihilated. Wisps of the power of the innate emperor medicine were still merging into Qin Xuan's body.

These innate lotus powers no longer entered Qin Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness and body, but merged into the source seed.

Bang! Bang...

At this moment, the source seed made a rumbling sound, as if a divine monk struck a fairy bell, a huge bell roared, and a god struck a heavenly drum, shaking all things in the world, more like the heartbeat of a prehistoric beast.

In that source seed, nine rays of light suddenly flew out from the crack.

There is ink-colored power, water-like power, colorful power, emerald green power, gray-black power...

Nine completely different powers appeared around the source seed.

That is the power of the nine paths. The nine paths of power cultivated by Qin Xuan now all flew out from the source seed and kept changing around the source seed. Immediately, the nine paths of power turned into shackles, interlaced with a bang, and covered the source seed.

These are shackles formed by the power of the nine paths. Each of the nine paths of power has condensed into substance, but it has blocked the source seed that Qin Xuan has cultivated with great difficulty.

At this moment, Qin Xuan was completely disconnected from the outside of the source seed, as if there were endless nine barriers between him and his body outside the source seed. Fortunately, Qin Xuan's imperial thoughts were already in the source seed, and his consciousness had already existed in the source seed.

For Qin Xuan, he seemed to be in endless darkness, surrounded by those shackles, blocking his body.

Although the power of thirty-six innate lotuses continued to penetrate the nine chains and merge into his body, he was still like a trapped beast in a cage, unable to break the nine chains.

Qin Xuan sat cross-legged quietly in the nine chains. He was not panicking at all, but just kept swallowing and refining the power of the innate lotus.

The power of the innate lotus not only nourished Qin Xuan's half-emperor mind, but also nourished the nine chains.

From the outside of the source seed, every twenty-four hours, there was an additional nine subtle chains.

Or the chain of destruction, or the chain of time and space, or the chain of chaos...

Qin Xuan was getting stronger, and the nine chains remained the same.

In the source seed, all the power of the longevity realm body, the power of the emperor's mind, and the power of the source seed were condensed. Qin Xuan sat cross-legged in the darkness, and the Five Mountains Emperor Text slowly lingered around him.

He was like holding the Yuan, and in his hands, something seemed to be gradually gathering.

Time is still passing. For Qin Xuan, these boring and long years are more like a journey.

The long road has no end, leaving him alone on this road.

In his heart, there is a faint fantasy. Even though this fantasy is hard to move his heart, it is always bewitching. Whenever Qin Xuan has a little wave in his heart, the fantasy will rise from the emperor's mind, bewitching his consciousness and sinking into it.

In this fantasy, Qin Xuan seems to see what he has condensed.

It seems to see a series of figures, Jun Wushuang, Mo Qinglian, Xiao Wu, Tu Xian...

There are Qin Hao, and there are big and small Jin'er...

Old friends in the past appeared in front of him one by one, without saying anything, just appearing, but disappearing again.

It's like a mirror flower and water moon, so Qin Xuan can only watch, but it will never be touched.

Qin Xuan's heart was as calm as still water. Even when facing many old friends he cherished, he did not have the slightest ripple.

The state of mind that had been honed for eternity in his previous life made him unmoved and fearless of the temptations of this world.

In this way, Qin Xuan sat cross-legged for sixty-two years.

Counting the years Qin Xuan had spent on the time and space altar before, he had been practicing here for more than a hundred years.

Time flies, and no one can imagine how deep the water and fire Qin Xuan is in at this moment.

And the thirty-six innate lotus flowers seemed to have reached their end.

With the annihilation of the last petal of the Chaos Blue Lotus, the thirty-six innate lotus flowers officially turned into nothingness.

Qin Xuan was still sitting cross-legged on the time and space altar, as if dead.

On the Tiandao Platform, Xu Wushang was vaguely aware of something, and her eyes fell on the innate world.

I saw four lotus seeds faintly breaking out of the ground on the innate ground. The power of heaven and earth was rolling up like a storm, and it entered the four lotus seeds.

"Have all the thirty-six innate lotuses been used up?" Xu Wushang looked indifferent, "He should be about to break through!"

"The Emperor Qin Changqing?" Xu Wushang sighed lightly. In her mind, Qin Xuan's memory was still there. No oneShe knew better than she did how terrifying Qin Changqing would be after he became an emperor.

Even though she had no intention of plotting against Qin Xuan, there was still a strong fear in her eyes.

This did not mean that she intended to harm him. This was a self-protection instinct of a living being when encountering something that could threaten him.

Although her body was integrated with the Way of Heaven and her heart was the same as Heaven, the Way of Heaven might not be ignorant of awe.

…

On the altar of time and space, Qin Xuan's consciousness was still in the source seed. In the endless darkness, at the moment when the thirty-six innate lotuses completely disappeared, those eyes suddenly opened.

Those eyes saw through the endless fantasy, as if they saw the truth.

Between his hands, a blue-white seed quietly emerged. This seed was only the size of a grain of rice, but it was different from any kind of Dao power in this world.

Qin Xuan looked at the nine chains and uttered only one word.

"Destroy!"

Boom!

In an instant, nine strands of power as thin as gossamer flew out from the seed in his hand.

Nine strands of power as thin as gossamer fell on the nine shackles that crisscrossed each other.

Silently, the nine shackles collapsed wherever the nine strands of power passed.

Outside, the crack in the source seed suddenly expanded, and then the nine shackles were broken one by one, and the source seed was completely broken. The next moment, the annihilated nine powers and the broken source seeds merged into the endless fog.

"Congeal!"

As if the highest and ethereal sound in this world resounded in the fog.

Quietly, the fog broke, revealing the figure in white.

Qin Xuan was still sitting cross-legged, dragging a inch-long tender bud in his hands.

On the tender bud, there was a power that had never been possessed in this world.

Qin Xuan showed a faint smile on his face. The next moment, his consciousness returned to his body and he slowly stood up.

There was no strange phenomenon in the world, only the figure of that person, but it seemed to be proudly above the world, eternal and everlasting.

The first level of the Changsheng Breaking Disaster Scroll!

Cultivating a power can become the tenth path out of the nine paths in this world.

This power can make one immortal in life, indestructible in destruction, eternal in death, eternal in reincarnation, and eternal in nothingness.

It can transcend time and space, suppress Hongmeng, dispel chaos, and control the way of heaven.

Breaking the nine paths and coming out...

It is called Changsheng!