PFC Chapter 1015 The Matter of Rotating Chapters (Supplement)
Chapter 1015 The Matter of Rotating Chapters (Supplement)
Chapter 1015 The Matter of Reincarnation (Supplement)
I've been back on Earth for several days now.
After treatment, Ye's father and mother have recovered their health.
During the day, Ye Fan took Ji Ziyue to accompany his parents to the market to buy groceries, and in the afternoon, the three generations of the family went out to explore the rapidly changing city.
An ordinary life, nothing more, was what Ye Fan longed for in the starry sky.
However, Ye Fan always felt that something was missing from his family. After a little thought, he realized that the missing thing was a daughter, which would have allowed them to achieve the goal of four generations living together.
"You little pervert, if what's written there is true, how do you plan to face An Miaoyi and the others?"
"Only little perverts make choices; I'm the big devil."
"Then I want to go home. You tell Ye Qingxian to find someone to take me home. Behave yourself, or I'll tell on you!"
Ye Fan was pushed out of the room. Under the same roof as his parents, he really didn't dare to do anything to this little girl who had learned to tattle.
But you want to go back?
"Dream on! You've delivered yourself to my doorstep, do you think I'd let you go back?" He swaggered away.
Ye's parents didn't understand the relationship between the two young people, but they seemed to have decided that Ji Ziyue was their daughter-in-law, and repeatedly warned Ye Fan not to bully the girl.
"You should go and see Xu Qiong when you have time," said Mr. Ye in the living room.
“Xiao Xu is a very good person. She got married five years ago, but she has taken good care of us over the years. A few years ago, when I was hospitalized, she was taking care of her newborn daughter while also running around for this old man.”
But your mother and I didn't want to be a burden to them, so we cut off contact. Try looking for them.
In the past few days, Ye Fan brought them many legendary immortal treasures and elixirs as souvenirs. Seeing that his son seemed to have truly gained a connection with immortality, Ye's father reminded him to remember Xu Qiong's kindness.
"I have arrangements, don't worry," Ye Fan sighed.
He and Xu Qiong had known each other for three years, and she had waited for him on Earth for three years. After their marriage, she even helped take care of the two elderly people. In this materialistic age, this is truly a rare and precious thing.
He will always remember this kindness and gratitude.
It would be a lie to say I have no regrets, but nothing in this world is perfect.
Time is the cruelest thing; some people and things, once missed, can only be buried in one's heart.
"Alright, if you have nothing to do, go help your mom wash the vegetables, stop wandering around."
Mr. Ye waved his hand, and then took out a box of donkey rolls he had just bought that morning as a snack for his little girl.
The little girl is well-behaved, lively, and lovable, completely making up for the regret of the two elders that they couldn't have another girl because of the one-child policy.
There's also Ye Qingxian. Ye Fan was afraid that his parents wouldn't understand, so he said that she was a relative of our Ye family's ancestors in the starry sky, and according to seniority, she was Ye Fan's granddaughter, which made it impossible for him to hit or scold her.
Ye Fan thought to himself, "It's only been a few days, has my status in the family declined a little too quickly?"
However, Ye's father and mother naturally had their own ideas.
The matter of the starry sky and immortals is too mysterious, but the fact that they would travel thousands of miles to find Ye Fan proves that their friendship is extraordinary. Their own child has probably suffered a lot outside over the years, and it is probably because of the help of these girls that he was able to come back.
Ye Fan simply acquiesced, saying that family reunion was the most important thing, and everything else could wait.
"Dad, are you going fishing this afternoon?"
"I'm not going. Anyway, a lot of the fish in the lake have disappeared over the years. I might as well keep you company since I can't catch anything."
"I'll take you to my buddy's pond another day. There are a lot of giant fish there, and you can even fish for dragons."
Ye Fan was joking and chatting with his father when the phone rang. He picked up the phone and saw that it was Pang Bo.
He returned home a few days ago and moved in. Because a demon from the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons was taking care of his family, it was practically a seamless transition.
Of course, the little demon was also about to undergo his tribulation. Pang Bo took him in as a disciple, thus averting his future death, which can be considered a perfect ending to this cause and effect.
"What's wrong, craving a drink? Want some beer tonight?" Ye Fan asked.
"I can eat home-cooked meals, but when it comes to wine, it has to be good. Earth's so-called 'sauce-flavored' technology is boring." Pang Bo said dismissively.
Perhaps because he was surfing the internet on another planet, this guy showed no signs of becoming disconnected from society even after returning.
"You've really gone for it," Ye Fan said with a laugh, "What's up?"
"Xu Qiong is getting a divorce soon. Although I know her second husband is a good person, Ye Zi..."
"Stop."
"I want to ask you what to do about Li Xiaoman. She's been watching you from Mars."
"I'm going to beat you up."
"Don't be like that, I'm asking for Su Lin. I received a copy of the Imperial Scripture from him, and he told me to ask you about it every few days," Pang Bo explained.
BYD, they've only been quiet for a few days, and they're already laying the groundwork for something?
Ye Fan was almost laughing in exasperation: "Is there anything else?"
“Yes.” Pang Bo put away his previous nonsensical tone and said, “What do you plan to do with those annoying eyes? I don’t care, but I’m worried that Zhang Wenchang and his family will get into trouble.”
Whether it was Ye Fan or Pang Bo, on the second day after returning to Earth, some cultivators appeared near their residences, including even cultivators at the Dragon Transformation Realm.
It is true that Earth is in the Dharma-ending Age, but many traditions have been secretly passed down, but practitioners cannot interfere with the world of ordinary people.
After the Nine Dragons Pulled the Coffin in the past, the families of the missing students on the list were monitored by practitioners at home and abroad, and the list was gradually removed over the following years.
Ye Fan and his group made no attempt to conceal their return, which naturally attracted the attention of those with ulterior motives.
To disappear from Earth and then return, becoming a cultivator, is akin to a living divine being possessing extraordinary opportunities. If it weren't for the attention from various forces, some people would probably have already been unable to contain themselves and wanted to extract their divine souls to uncover the secrets.
Ye Fan could clearly sense that there were many greedy and undisguised malicious people frequently appearing near his home.
“We can’t stay on Earth forever, and we’ll often have to travel to other worlds beyond the stars. How can we not deal with the pests in our house soon?” Ye Fan said.
"You make a good point." Pang Bo thought for a moment, then asked, "When will we make our move?"
"Things have calmed down in the West, so these guys have the energy to keep an eye on us now," Ye Fan sneered.
As long as Su Lin and his group don't cause trouble in the country, they can go wherever they want and cause chaos outside.
Anyway, he doesn't need those treasures from the church anymore. It's even better if the group members can have so much fun that they forget about him, and he can finally have some peace and quiet for a while.
After that, all I have to do is clean the house, and then I can go out and work without any worries.
"I've given some talismans and magical artifacts to Wenchang's family."
Ye Fan was on the phone with Pang Bo when he suddenly sensed that a magical artifact had been activated in another city. His eyes narrowed, and he said coldly, "You're courting death."
His figure vanished instantly, and in that instant, an unparalleled killing intent erupted, and an endless aura of terror permeated the air.
Many figures fell from the shade of trees or rooftops, their pupils dilated and their bodies convulsing. Some of them died instantly, their breaths cut off. All of them were cultivators who had conspired against Ye Fan and his family.
"This aura is from someone who has severed the Dao... no, it's from an ancient sage?!"
"It's over."
"I must report to the head of the family."
Earth is in the Dharma-ending Age. Under these conditions, anyone who can cultivate independently is a chosen one in any star field. Therefore, the revival of saints is already the limit of imagination.
But it was too late. In the blink of an eye, Ye Fan appeared on an altar inside a large group of cultivators.
"Ye Fan!" Wang Ziwen exclaimed excitedly.
He and his family had just been forcibly teleported here by some kind of formation when Ye Fan appeared the next second, leaving a group of cultivators astonished.
"Don't worry, I'm here." Ye Fan nodded.
At the same time, Lin Jia and others also had their protective magic items triggered, which seems to be a premeditated conspiracy by multiple forces.
It's likely that they saw the pills and talismans that Ye Fan gave them. These items were all refined by Han Li and could increase lifespan, making them extremely attractive to cultivators.
Seeing that Wang Ziwen and the others who had returned to Earth had low cultivation levels, they began to plot to seize opportunities and search for secrets.
This is the world of cultivation.
Unfortunately, Ye Fan had already made arrangements; anyone who dared to make a move would have to pay the price.
Following that, more than ten powerful demons from the Changbai Mountain Tianlin clan, the leader of the Longque lineage, and a branch of the lineage appeared.
All those who made the move were killed instantly, and some factions suffered devastating blows.
"I am Ye Fan, the Lord of the Heavenly Court." Ye Fan left behind these words: "All cultivator forces, come to Kunlun to see me immediately."
He requisitioned Kunlun's territory, leaving the Kunlun sect leader completely bewildered. Before long, representatives from the Lingbao Sect, the Celestial Masters Sect, the Shangqing Sect, and the Immortal Sword Sect all arrived.
However, the arrival of an unexpected entity surprised Ye Fan.
A blue ox leisurely walked by, carrying an old Taoist priest. The old man on the ox looked like a hermit, with white hair and a youthful face.
Another middle-aged man stood in the mist, indistinctly visible.
There was also a middle-aged monk with thick earlobes, dressed in white and exuding an otherworldly aura.
They brought a stone coffin with them. When the coffin was opened, a man emerged who was not particularly handsome, but whose demeanor was reassuring.
The former Heavenly Venerable of Morality, Emperor Hengyu, Amitabha Buddha, and Emperor Xukong, after their imperial corpses became spiritually connected, gave birth to the present-day Li Er, Emperor Yan, Shakyamuni, and Emperor Huang.
That's what makes Earth so amazing.
To outsiders it is just an ordinary star, but in the eyes of the Great Emperor it is a Great Dao Star covered with Dao patterns and woven from endless runes. Being buried here will allow one to form the Reincarnation Seal in the shortest possible time.
"Several seniors have chosen to emerge now?" Ye Fan invited them to take a seat with the courtesy due to a junior.
Even though they are no longer the emperors of the past, their willingness to sacrifice everything for the sake of all living beings is still worthy of Ye Fan's respect.
The four exchanged glances and all said, "The Lord of the Chaotic Ancient Forbidden Zone need not do this."
"This matter is not to be taken seriously." Ye Fan said, embarrassed.
Upon learning that Ye Fan had only returned to Earth to visit his family and that he did indeed have a home in this era, the four quasi-emperors were somewhat taken aback and asked him if he was a reincarnation.
"I don't believe in reincarnation." Ye Fan was too lazy to explain, and simply blamed Duan De, that fat bastard.
The four of them looked even stranger.
"I once met an old monk in the Western Desert. He told me that in the next life, if you believe, it will exist; if you don't believe, it won't. As time goes by, two identical flowers will eventually appear in the world."
Ye Fan looked at the Shakyamuni of this world and said, "A glance back over thousands of years."
"One flower withers, another blooms." Shakyamuni Buddha clasped his hands together and said with emotion, "Amitabha."
A relic flew out from Ye Fan's body and came to Shakyamuni. He smiled, as if reminiscing, and with his right hand he made a flower-making gesture, flicking the relic into the world.
"This is part of Amitabha Buddha's Nirvana, and also the soul of my teacher. I thank the Heavenly Emperor for granting it."
That's more like a true Buddha.
For a moment, Ye Fan thought of the two fake Buddhas in the group, and even the Five Wisdoms Tathagata on Li Huowang's side didn't seem quite normal.
"Buddha speaks of reincarnation and values it most highly," Ye Fan couldn't help but ask the question that had been on his mind:
"But between you and him, who is Amitabha Buddha?"
In the past, the path to Nirvana split into three parts: the main consciousness entered the consciousness of Shakyamuni, a part of the auxiliary consciousness was transformed into the body of an old monk in the Western Desert, and later Shakyamuni walked his own path.
"Neither," Shakyamuni Buddha replied as expected.
Even if he possesses the consciousness of Amitabha Buddha and the physical body of Amitabha Buddha.
“But your teacher believes he can be reincarnated, and that in the future he will be my disciple,” Ye Fan added.
"Past, future, and present," Shakyamuni said with a smile.
“I am the Buddha of the present, so I only look at the present and not the past or the future. The Buddha of the future will not look back on the things of yesterday either. Amitabha Buddha already knew this in the past.”
Therefore, Shakyamuni chose not to become Amitabha Buddha, but only to be himself, and the old monk from the Western Desert who met Ye Fan did the same, except that Shakyamuni had a greater understanding of Buddhism than the old monk.
"So none of you are Amitabha Buddha," Ye Fan asked doubtfully. "In fact, you have nothing to do with Amitabha Buddha."
He gradually felt relieved, receiving the answer from the Buddha, who valued reincarnation the most, which strengthened his resolve to follow the path in his heart.
"No." Shakyamuni shook his head:
"There is still a connection. As time goes by, the original spirit dies, and the hearts born are different, so they are different people. But tracing back to the source, our birth is indeed related to Amitabha Buddha."
"Both my soul and that of my teacher contain the light of Amitabha Buddha."
“These fragments partially constitute me and also constitute him, but after being pieced together, neither of us is the Amitabha Buddha we once were.”
Many sect leaders had already arrived at Kunlun, but as they listened to this self-proclaimed Heavenly Emperor discuss reincarnation with Shakyamuni, they all stood respectfully outside, not daring to utter a sound.
"The matter of the mixed soul and spirit, the soul factor," Ye Fan frowned, "What if your soul fragments had never separated?"
"Didn't the Heavenly Emperor already have the answer?" Shakyamuni laughed.
Upon hearing this, Ye Fan chuckled. He shook his head, feeling somewhat uneasy, and found himself agonizing over the matter.
He handed the pass to the four seniors of the Heavenly City and changed the subject, wondering why they had chosen this day to meet him.
Shakyamuni: "The temples, traditions, and ritual implements we left behind were taken away; those fellow practitioners had some karmic connection with us."
“We were forced to wake up and saw those fellow Daoists who had been traveling with you. We thought it was you who summoned us here,” Li Er said.
Ye Fan was taken aback. He hadn't expected those guys to make such a big commotion without making a sound, probably even scraping off a layer of the ground. So he could only apologize on their behalf.
"Do any of you seniors know where they have gone?"
"Right here, in the Kunlun Mountains."
The Yellow Emperor asked in bewilderment, "They are searching for something in the land of immortals, don't you know?"
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then looked at the hidden area woven with lines, a celestial valley constructed from numerous Great Emperor array patterns.
Those familiar faces squatted near a tomb by a fairy pool, dozens of fragments pieced together to form a ghost mask, accompanying a blood-stained garment.
At this moment, they seemed to be sifting through a pile of 'trash,' and finally selected the ghost face mask left behind by the Ruthless Great Emperor, which made Ye Fan's scalp tingle, and put it into a mailbox.
Are you in Ganzhou?
I corrected the typos on my phone; there were just too many.
(End of this chapter)