What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 1 Xu Ji and Master Tongtian
Tancheng in July is worthy of the reputation of its stove.

Even though it was past nine o'clock in the evening, it was still a little hot and irritating.

Especially sitting in this small convenience store that is less than ten square meters!

Xu Ji cursed and dropped the phone in his hand.

"Spicy chicken teammates, none of them can play, they are all elementary school students, right?!"

"In less than 10 minutes, people will be blocked in the spring water!"

"Fuck!"

But he ignored it, and his character data was displayed on the phone screen.

Little Baili, less than 10 minutes, already has 0-7-1 data!
Anyone who sees it will take a deep breath and exclaim: It's so terrifying!
Not to mention, the teammates on the screen sprayed a string of words to greet Baili Lingzun Lingtang.

He only knew that he lost the game and was very upset!
He walked to the freezer, took out a can of happy water from it, and drank it.

After drinking the happy water, Xu Ji sat back to his seat.

"This boring life..." He muttered in pieces: "When will it be exciting?"

As he said that, he slowly closed his eyes and hummed on the chair of the convenience store.

Xu Ji, 24 years old, has graduated from university for two years.

From childhood to adulthood, he is quite satisfactory.

The height is neither high nor low, the figure is neither fat nor thin, the appearance is neither ugly nor handsome, and the grades are neither good nor bad.

The only thing worthy of praise is to obey the law!

Growing up, he never even ran through a traffic light. When he was a child, he picked up money on the road and gave it to the police uncle as soon as possible.

So, I read an ordinary two books, which was the computer department that was very popular at the time.

After graduating from college, he worked in an Internet company.

It's a pity that he is just a well-behaved young man.

There is no virtue and no blessing, and it is impossible to enjoy the blessings of the boss.

So after half a year, he could only pick up his tail and return to his hometown.

Seeing that he was idle all day, his parents gave him the convenience store of the family.

I don't expect him to make money, to support himself, just don't eat old.

So, since then, this small convenience store has become Xu Ji's workplace and address.

Occasionally go home.

This kind of life, Xu Ji liked it at first.

But gradually... the boring life day after day, year after year, made him feel numb.

Lying for too long, he also wants to exercise.

But in today's world, even if young people want to work hard, where should they go to work hard?
The electric fan was whirring, and Xu Ji gradually fell asleep in the cool breeze brought by the fan.

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The towering East China Sea, the blue waves are endless.

In the depths of the ocean, there are many immortal mountains, and the island of God stands tall.

Under the blue waves, you can vaguely see countless huge and terrifying skeletons scattered on the seabed.

Some skeletons, because they are too huge.

Part of it even sticks out of the sea.

Needless to say, this place is forbidden!
It is the Optimus Prime, the meeting place of Baichuan, for the root of the earth!
In ancient legends, there is another unique name for this place: Jinao Island!

Ten Tianjun's Jinao Island.

Intercepting the Dojo of the True Immortal!
It's a pity that now on Jinao Island, there is no shadow of Tianjun and no trace of true immortals.

All kinds of past are gone, and all kinds of future will collapse.

Now, thousands of years have passed since the Conferred God Tribulation.

The number of days has been set and cannot be changed!
There is only Jinao Island, the faint light is faint, and the circulation is endless, as if telling the glory of the past.

"Alas!" A sigh echoed in the blue waves.

On Jinao Island, fairy light blooms, and the shadow of a palace quietly emerges.

As a result, the essence of Yuchen turned into mist, and the purple smoke of Qingyun turned into flowers.

Therefore, Yuhui Yaohuan, Jin Yingliuzhen, Jiehua Hanxiu, Bao Ning stood up.

Therefore, the creation of Zhong Shenxiu, the merits and virtues of the nine days.

Biyou Palace!
Saint Dojo, Yu Si is coming!
But this sage dojo, like this Jinao Island, is lonely and cold.

The once crowded Interceptor Immortals.

Now either it has turned into ashes, and even the soul no longer exists, or it is scattered around the world, wandering in the distance, life and death cannot help.

The sage in Biyou Palace is even more trapped in the dojo, and will not be born again.

It's as if this world, this sentient being, this everything... no longer care about it!
"Teacher, I'm sorry for you guys!" Tongtian Sect Master, I don't know how many times he sighed like this.

He looked at Jinao Island.

It was as if I saw the former Ten Heavenly Monarch sitting on this island and talking about it.

He also seemed to see his disciples coming to him one after another and saluting him.

Duobao is still as stable as before, and he will definitely be the first to come to him.

As the eldest sister, Jin Ling always loves the naughty female disciples and protects the female disciples, so she usually waits outside for the second and third generations of female disciples to arrive safely one by one.

Wu Dang will definitely follow behind Jin Ling at this time.

The turtle spirit is always half a beat, everyone else has come, and she is still on the road.

At this time, Wu Yunxian will take the initiative to go out to meet the turtle spirit.

They have a friendship of millions of years, and they have been married to Jinlan long before they took shape.

At this time, the golden hoop fairy horse will definitely tell some jokes to attract everyone's attention, so as to divert the attention of the turtle spirit for being late, so as not to blame the turtle spirit.

Vairocana had already begun to take the opportunity to sell the medicinal pills he had recently made to the coming brothers and sisters.

This idiot once swore an oath to forge an elixir that could protect the souls of those who fell due to calamity among the disciples of the second and third generations.

The four disciples, Qiu Shou Xian, Ling Fang Xian, Jin Guang Xian, and Chang-Ear Ding Guang Xian, have always been the most filial, and they must have brought the recently found treasure.

The grand occasion of the past is still in sight.

Because of this, it is so desolate now that it makes people burn all the way inside.

Tongtian Sect Master took a deep breath, barely suppressing the hatred and anger in his heart.

He knew and understood.

I can't be impulsive anymore.

because……

He is the last reliance and hope of the disciples who are still alive today.

For thousands of years, he has repeated the original catastrophe time and time again.

But every time, it was a dead move.

No matter how he tossed and turned, he could not escape the demise of his disciples in the end, leaving him alone.

Because, the one who is playing against him is not one side.

But a full three.

Western two, deliberate.

The two senior brothers stared at each other.

The only person who can talk and be an ally is the master in the snail palace. Unfortunately, she was already in the midst of the lich catastrophe, and she was disheartened. Like him today, she was reviewing the lich every day. The dead chess of the robbery.

In such a situation, how can there be any chance of life?
Even if he returned to the day when the three sects signed the list of gods, he would be helpless!
At most, it's just to barely avoid being humiliated in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation and save some face.

But if so, how could he face the dead souls of his disciples?

"Ugh!"

Sighs echoed in this forbidden area of ​​the East China Sea.

Advance also lose, retreat also lose.

Can only be trapped in Biyou Palace, separated from the world for a long time.

Whatever you like, do whatever you want.

As long as I don't kill my disciples anymore!

The phantom of Biyou Palace slowly converged.

On Jinao Island, calm was restored again.

(End of this chapter)