Urban Medical God

Ling Ying said: "Of course, he is the immortal god of destruction, and he is the best in fighting, but Tianzu will not be stupid enough to compete with Shiva in martial arts. In terms of the mysterious changes of magical powers and Taoism, Tianzu is much more powerful than Shiva. The profoundness of the reincarnation path can make the whole world reincarnate, restart and destroy continuously, and Shiva can't escape.▲𝐺𝑜𝑜𝑔𝑙𝑒Search𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑐𝑜𝑚Read▲"

"Alas, in short, each of the seventy-two pillar gods has its own strengths, and no one can kill anyone."

Ye Chen was silent. The mystery and greatness of the seventy-two pillar gods were obviously not something he could understand now.

Ling Ying waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this. Anyway, Tianzu's beloved left Tianzu because she wanted to seek the ultimate secret of the reincarnation tomb burial technique."

"She cut off her own destiny, and Tianzu almost forgot everything about her, only remembering a silhouette of her..."

He looked up at the moonlight and nodded slightly, "Well, it's almost done, the silhouette should be appearing soon, Lord of the reincarnation, watch carefully."

Ye Chen's heart trembled, and he said, "Okay!"

He looked at the Jinghong Zhaobi. On the surface, the Jinghong Zhaobi was just an ordinary mountain wall, but it was a little smoother. The smooth mountain wall vaguely reflected the waterfall on the opposite side and the moonlight in the sky, shining with a layer of hazy light like gauze.

Ye Chen watched intently, and suddenly, he saw a black silhouette appearing from the left side of the mountain wall, as if it was infinitely fast, and as if it was infinitely slow, passing over the mountain wall.

That silhouette was a silhouette of a woman, with a graceful figure, long skirt and long hair, holding a long sword, sweeping across the sky, dancing with the sword, coming like flying flowers and dancing butterflies, leaving like flowing wind blowing snow, the silhouette passed from left to right, and then from right to left, it was really a misty and lonely wild goose shadow, dancing with the sword and stepping on the snow without leaving any trace.

Ye Chen was stunned, and in a trance, he felt that time had stopped. It was obviously just a silhouette passing by. Under the moonlight at night, the picture looked a little mysterious, but in Ye Chen's mind, he seemed to see a fairy in white clothes dancing with a sword under the snow.

He tried his best to see the fairy's appearance, but he couldn't see it clearly. The fairy in white was dancing with a sword on the snow, and between the vast snow in the sky, there was a sun hidden, or to be precise, it was not the sun, but the reincarnation disk manifested by the reincarnation tomb skill!

As the white-clothed fairy danced with her sword, the wheel of reincarnation was turning with a click, and a terrifying aura of burial and destruction was constantly spreading out, making the peerless scene of the fairy dancing with her sword even more weird and terrifying.

"This beauty of Tianzu has a profound reincarnation method!"

Ye Chen secretly admired. He could no longer see other scenery in front of him. All he saw was the vast snow, the fairy dancing with her sword, and the wheel of reincarnation hanging high in the sky.

Tianzu obviously taught the reincarnation burial skill to his beauty. This beauty's reincarnation method was incredibly profound and was thousands of times stronger than Ye Chen.

Ye Chen only cultivated to the first level of the burial ground, but this beauty had cultivated to the eighth level, the realm of "burying fate"!

Ye Chen just watched and felt that his soul and fate were all buried. Fortunately, what he saw was just an illusion. If he really saw that beauty, he would definitely not be able to withstand the shock.

The fairy danced with a sword. The sword intention of the white-clothed fairy was full of changes. Ye Chen saw the mystery of the Heavenly Light Reincarnation Slash and was shocked. He quickly gathered his spirit to observe and thought: "The reincarnation of this fairy is probably second only to the Heavenly Ancestor. Observing her posture will be of great benefit to my own cultivation." Thinking of this, Ye Chen calmly comprehended, comprehending the white-clothed fairy's every move and every gesture, and also comprehending the changes in the breath and law of the heavenly reincarnation disk. Gradually, Ye Chen seemed to have some enlightenment in his heart, and had a feeling of enlightenment. He had a deeper understanding of the various burial mysteries contained in the reincarnation tomb technique itself. He also had a further understanding of the Heavenly Light Reincarnation Slash. However, when comprehending various advanced reincarnation methods, Ye Chen felt his body shrunken and felt a sense of emptiness as if his flesh and blood were squeezed. "Ah, yes, the Taoism I comprehended is too profound, and my body can't support it!" Ye Chen suddenly understood that thinking hurts the body, and the brain runs at a high speed, which needs the support of the body's flesh and blood energy. His life cultivation is only the eighth level of the Tianyuan Realm. In a moment, he deeply comprehends the Samsara Burial Technique and the Heavenly Light Samsara Slash, which consumes too much of his body. However, Ye Chen didn't want to miss such a rare opportunity to realize the Tao. He used all his stored resources, many natural treasures, to replenish his body and support the consumption required for enlightenment. Time passed by bit by bit, and Ye Chen didn't know how long it had been until he saw the sky full of snow, the white fairy dancing with a sword, and the picture of the Samsara disk as bright as the sun in the sky gradually disappeared. He woke up and opened his eyes, but found that the sky was already slightly white, and a night had passed. "Lord of Samsara, you you!" Ling Ying on the side pointed at Ye Chen in shock and trembling all over. "What's wrong with me?" Ye Chen came back to his senses. The rising sun shone on the Jinghong Zhaobi. The silhouette on the mountain wall had disappeared. He had been meditating all night and his body was exhausted. He felt a sense of emptiness. He looked at his reflection in the pool not far away and found that he was emaciated and withered.