What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 15 Shivering
Xu Ji put down the little rattle-like toy.

He shook his head, the original image of the evil tyrant in his heart was collapsing.

How can a person who likes children become a vicious, brutal, and murderous giant of the evil way?
What happened in the middle?
Has the old monster turned black?

Or, he misunderstood the boss?

Xu Ji is unknown.

This made him nervous.

"If I can't figure out the character and life of this old monster, I'm afraid that sooner or later, I'll be in a basket!"

Thinking of this, he walked out of the stone room, followed the same path, and returned to the stone hall.

Back to the stone monument.

The text on the stele is still vast and ancient. The structure seems simple, but in fact it is extremely complex, and there is a faint flow of halo.

Every stroke and every painting seems to contain some kind of huge information.

Mysterious and mysterious, wonderful and wonderful.

It seems to be able to understand immediately, but always maintains a delicate distance.

like the stars in the sky.

You thought you could reach out and pick it off.

But never enough!
Xu Ji looked at the stone tablet and felt his scalp tingle.

He understands that this stele may have some kind of divine passage method imposed by the old monster.

Similar to modern keys.

Without the password, the text on the stone tablet can never be deciphered.

He sighed: "This is terrible!"

The dignified and evil Dao giant, Zuo Dao old monster, can't even call out the names of his own disciples and disciples.

Any idiot would know there's a problem with this, right?
Looking at the stone tablet, Xu Ji suddenly felt a trance.

Everything in front of him suddenly blurred.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already back in his convenience store.

The electric fan in front of him is still blowing cool breeze.

The morning mist was filled outside the door, and the aunt who sold breakfast had already set up a stall on the side of the road.

"I...Did I just dream?" Xu Ji muttered to himself.

But he soon knew that he was not dreaming!

Because, he found himself sitting cross-legged in a chair.

Bought two years of gaming chairs, already a bit worn out.

On the black mesh cloth, a layer of black fine dust fell on it.

Xu Ji reached out and touched it, and a feeling like he had touched the soot in the tailpipe of the car came out spontaneously.

He carefully put his hand in front of his nose and sniffed it.

An unprecedented stench suddenly occupied the entire nasal cavity.

He couldn't help but spit it out with a wow.

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Clear air rises, turbid air falls.

The five elements of yin and yang are endless.

Master Tongtian opened his eyes.

He reconnected with heaven and earth.

No dirt, no dust, no disaster and no catastrophe.

On the Qingping sword in his hand, the immortal light of the Shangqing Dynasty, the dense clouds form, and the green lotus is manifested.

From a mortal mortal body, he once again became a saint of Hunyuan Wuji!
This shift is extremely abrupt.

In the last moment, he was still a mortal body, trapped in the mundane world.

At this moment, he has returned to Biyou Palace, and once again became a saint of Hunyuan Promise, away from the cause and effect of the world.

All this is like a dream.

Absurd, bizarre, but real.

The teaching block in front of you is the best proof.

After the Great Tribulation of Conferred God, Tongtian Sect Master never looked at the Sect of Intercepting Monument again.

Because he was ashamed of the disciples and disciples whose names were left on the stele.

Especially those disciples who fell into the catastrophe!
Saying goodbye to the disciples who loved and trusted him in the past.

Therefore, only the mortal named 'Aji' came here.

So what did he do?
With a thought, the Qingping sword in his hand trembled slightly.

This treasure is differentiated by Qinglian with 36 innate merits and virtues, and it is the companion spirit treasure of the leader of Tongtian.

He has already been in harmony with the sect master of Tongtian.

So, a lotus leaf on Qingping sword slowly fell.

In this stone hall, the moment when the Qingping Sword fell to the Western Pure Land was revealed.

The Tongtian Sect Master looked at the long-eared Dingguang Immortal who was wiped out under the Qingping sword.

The leader of Tongtian is neither sad nor happy.

Long-eared Dingguangxian, although he is his disciple.

But thousands of years ago, the moment the long-eared Dingguang Immortal in the Ten Thousand Immortals stole the Six Soul Banner, in Tongtian Sect Master's heart, that old disciple had already died.

What was alive was just a walking corpse who stole the body of his disciple.

It's just the Dingguang Tathagata of Western teaching!

Moreover, in the past thousand years, Dingguang Tathagata has repeatedly borrowed the flesh of his disciples to spy on the Biyou Palace with Western spiritual treasures, and even more hated the Tongtian sect master.

The fault is not to think about the overall situation, otherwise the leader of Tongtian has already cleaned up the door by himself.

It's just that now, seeing the long-eared Dingguang Immortal disappear into smoke, the past and the future have been cut off, and there is no possibility of reincarnation, he can't help but feel a little sad in his heart.

After all, the long-eared Dingguang Xian is the disciple who has served him for millions of years.

How can it be ruthless?

Only self-comfort.

"Long-eared Dingguangxian, finally liberated..."

"Maybe we can meet Wudang again somewhere..."

While comforting himself like this, Tongtian Sect Master carefully felt the cause and effect.

He soon discovered that he felt nothing.

He is still free from the Three Realms, jumping off the chessboard, not involved in the slightest cause and effect, not walking on the dust.

"Good! Good!" Tongtian sect master pinched his fingers, and he already had a clear understanding.

"Murder without cause and effect!"

"That 'Aji' really is not a person from the Three Realms, not within the yin and yang!"

This is a well-understood thing.

Even in the way of heaven, it is impossible to attribute cause and effect to a non-existent person.

Turning around, carrying the Qingping sword, the Tongtian Sect Master slowly stepped into the immortal mist of Shangqing in the stone hall of Biyou Palace.

Exchange bodies with mortals from the other side of the world.

The sect master of Tongtian had a huge harvest.

Now, he needs to retreat to understand and digest what he has gained.

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Xu Ji was sitting in the noodle restaurant next to the convenience store, burying his head in a mouthful of rice noodles.

The smooth rice noodles were quickly swallowed into the stomach.

It's almost like the wind and the clouds, and a large bowl of rice noodles has already been eaten.

He raised his head, looked at the waiter who looked at him in shock, finally picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, burping.

"Comfortable!" Xu Ji patted his belly, and then said to the waiter, "How much is the checkout?"

The other party looked at him like a monster, and replied: "15 yuan..."

Xu Ji took out his mobile phone, scanned the receipt code on the table, and paid the pink money.

Then, he took brisk steps and walked back to his convenience store.

Behind him, the manager and waiter of the noodle restaurant looked at him like a monster.

ten times!

The owner of the convenience store next door has renewed his followers ten times this morning!

Just a monster!

The King of the Big Stomach!
Why didn't I find out that this guy has such an appetite in the past?
Xu Ji returned to the store, and before he could sit down, there was a whimper in his stomach. He quickly picked up a roll of toilet paper and ran to the public toilet behind the convenience store.

A few minutes later, he walked out of the toilet refreshed and lighter.

Xu Ji wiped the sweat from his forehead.

But it looked a little weird.

"That old monster, what did he do to me?" He thought about the layer of black dust that fell on the chair mesh cloth and the floor, and also thought about the breakfast that he had just refilled ten times in the fan hall. It was an extremely smooth experience when I just went to the toilet.

Obviously, last night he swapped bodies with an old monster from the Xianxia world.

The old monster seemed to do something with his body.

Everything this morning was the result of what the old monster did.

"I'm practicing?" Xu Ji thought.

The novels I've read seem to have something similar.

After the protagonist cultivates, he will expel toxins from the body.

Even looks handsome.

Thinking of this, Xu Ji couldn't help but feel happy.

But soon a question came to mind.

"That old monster didn't take my body, did he do something illegal?"

A wicked giant in the world of immortals, will he obey the law in modern times?

joke!

This kind of person is the most terrible criminal.

Because in their eyes, there is no law, no morality, or even humanity.

Yours is mine, mine is mine!

What's more terrible is that this kind of person has the ability to be above the law!
Xu Ji shivered suddenly.

"What should I do?" Xu Ji couldn't help but panic.

A giant of evil Dao who understands the legendary immortal arts, Taoism, and supernatural powers, and who can also practice in modern society!

Once it grows up.

I am afraid that it is a modern weapon, and it is difficult to control it.

This one is not good, I am afraid that when I wake up one day, I will become a criminal who is reviled by the world, a butcher who is extremely sinful, accused by thousands of people, and a public enemy of the whole people!
"But what can I do?" Xu Ji frowned.

(End of this chapter)