What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 155 The Doubts of the Leader of Tongtian

Mi Lu and Yingdao soon got two job opportunities to guard the windmill from Meng Bai.

Monthly salary ten catties of flour.

For Wangsun and Gongsun, this is an extremely meager income.

Even, it can be regarded as degrading.

But, by the sandy river.

There are no princes and grandsons, and there are no grandsons.

No one knew them, and no one knew that the grandson of the king of Chu and the grandson of Qin were in Shashui.

Some are just a few young people from other places.

Maybe some identity, but that's all.

"Alas!" when the first snow began to fall.

Mi Lu sighed softly holding the blank piece of paper that the Elder Master had left for him.

There is still no text on it.

In other words, with words.

But he can't see it!

"Sure enough, it's the great master!" Mi Lu sighed, "Every test is a questioning of Dao Xin!"

And Mi Lu knew that this might be because he didn't agree with the Great Master's Dao.

He is a prince and grandson, born noble.

Even if the mouth takes it, the body seems to be able to accept talking with ordinary people.

But Dao Xin is still high above.

Mortals are dust.

Only Gonghou Wannian, immortals and gods are supreme!
And he was born that way!

It is difficult to overcome Dao Xin!Disaster!Disaster!

Let alone a year, even 30 years, 300 years, 3000 years or even 3 years, there are many people who still cannot overcome their attachments!
"Your Highness..." Dou Yu looked at Wang Sun's expression, and said cautiously, "I think you might be able to learn from Qin Gongsun..."

Mi Lu turned his head and looked outside the wooden house. In the heavy snow, Ying Dao was carrying a large bundle of dry firewood picked up from the mountain forest.

At this moment, Ying Dao, with loose hair, bare upper body, carrying dry firewood, is walking in the snow.

While walking, he was talking to a mortal old farmer.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and it seemed that he had talked about something happy.

"Yingdao?" Mi Lu murmured.

He remembered what Yingdao had been doing here for more than a month.

Unlike him.

Qin Gongsun came alone.

After coming here, he didn't ask for money, people or even things from Mi Lu by virtue of his identity like that young master of the Zhao family.

He quickly integrated into the mortal life of Shashui.

He asked the carpenter for advice on carpentry, and the old farmer for advice on how to fertilize the field.

He even went to the fields in person to help the nearby people cultivate.

He lived in a wooden house with a windmill, rejected the attendants and maids sent by Mi Lu to serve him, and made a bed with straw in the wooden house.

Collect firewood by yourself, light your own fire, and cook by yourself.

He and the people asked for advice on kneading and making dough, and cooked by himself.

Sometimes, nearby farmers would invite him to their home as a guest, and he didn't refuse, just followed with a smile.

Mi Lu once saw that Qin Gongsun squatting on the threshold with ordinary people, holding a pottery bowl, and gorging on mutton soup.

Not like a grandson at all.

On the contrary, they are natives like this sandy water.

So, although he has only been here for more than a month.

But the status surpassed that of Mi Lu who had been here for a year.

Some people even made a fuss, wanting this outsider to run for the election of the head of Taojia Village next year.

There is even a little girl who follows Yingdao's butt every day.

"Like the grandson of Qin?" Mi Lu asked softly.

It is not only asking Douyu, but also asking yourself.

"Excuse me, please speak frankly..." Dou Yu lowered his head, "If things continue like this..."

"Gongsun Qin may soon have the opportunity to run for land...or even a mountain god!"

Today, Lushan Mountain God is still vacant.

In June next year, perhaps the Grand Master will let the people near Mount Lu elect a mountain god.

Mi Lu had seen it with his own eyes, and the people elected the land.

The moment the voting ended, God Liu sent a seal of land.

Then, the merits of humanity will be added to the body.

The victor was poured by heaven and earth, and gained the right to one side of the land.

From mortal to god.

Incense can be used to drive divine power and sort out the earth's veins.

Keep the soil fertile.

It can also be known in advance that a certain mountain is going to landslide, and there is such a thing as mountain torrent accumulation somewhere, so as to issue an early warning to the villagers.

That shocked Mi Lu for a moment!
mortal……

It can actually decide who can become the land!

This is something that was unimaginable in the past!

Every time he dreams back at midnight, Mi Lu always dreams about what the Elder Master said to him that day.

"My seat..."

"Waiting for the people of Qufu to arrest Duke Nalu..."

"Waiting for the people of the Lu Kingdom to arrest the descendants of the immortals in Qufu..."

"Then the people will have a public trial, and the crime will be determined, and the people will decide, and the punishment will be determined!"

Then, he seemed to see countless mortals and monsters rushing into Yingdu from all directions.

He, his grandfather, father, and countless descendants of immortals and great sages of the monster race in Chu State were all arrested and tied ropes around their necks.

One by one, they were hung up and hung under the palace city of Yingdu.

In the past, the immortal god and the great sage who was high above the sky and had invincible supernatural powers.

Now, kicking his legs weakly.

In the sky above Yingdu, the light of humanity bloomed.

Just like the sky above the legendary Naruto.

When the time is mourning, I and you are all dead!

So what about the Emperor?

The physical body is comparable to the ancestral witch, but the real body can be transformed into a golden crow, so what?

Ten thousand people boiled, ten thousand surnames cursed, humanity turned back, and everything turned into dust!
Although this period of history has been covered up by Da Neng.

However, in the Three Realms, no one dares to forget this past.

king...

The mighty Human Sovereign fell to the ground together with the entire Xiahou Clan.

Destroyed in the curse, ashes in the spit.

He let out a deep breath.

In front of his eyes, he seemed to be able to see the voice of Tianzun riding on the back of the bull.

"You want to be buried?"

"Still standing in the new world?"

The old man's questioning kept echoing in his heart.

Mi Lu slowly clenched his fist.

Of course he didn't want to be buried.

His country doesn't want to be buried either!

"If I learn from Qin Gongsun, can I overcome my obsession and get a glimpse of the master's way?" He questioned.

Dou Yu bowed his head deeply: "At least it's better than doing nothing..."

"Your Highness..."

"You should also know that it is impossible to maintain the current order of etiquette and law in the Central Plains!"

The emperor, who is a symbol of etiquette and the embodiment of order, was arrested by his younger brother and put on a green grassland.

What's more troublesome - the whole world knows.

Not only the world, but also the upper realm!
Etiquette came to an end.

Order has reached a precipice.

just now……

Already there is mourning for it.

The catastrophe is coming in a blink of an eye!
Once the calamity comes, no one in the world, people, ghosts and gods will be spared.

Everything today will be buried!
Like those things that have been buried in the ground, the past.

Thinking of this, Mi Lu hesitated again and again, and finally stood up.

He took off his brocade clothes, and took off his treasures.

then……

He took a deep breath, and said to Dou Yu: "Aiqing, go buy a set of regular clothes for me at people's homes!"

"No!" Dou Yu was overjoyed.

"You take everyone away!"

"From now on, I will live alone!"

"promise!"

"Take away the fragrant copper, fragrant salt and fragrant powder!"

Learning to win rice may not be useful.

But if you don't learn, you will definitely fail!

But in the Chu royal family, failure means death!

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Around two o'clock, Gui Ling drove a large box to Xu Ji's rental house.

"Consultant Xu, these are the trophies you deserve..." She moved the box in, and then handed a list to Xu Ji: "In addition, the cultural relics and other funerary objects in Ma Yin's tomb, Tancheng City Cultural Relics Bureau Comrades are urgently protecting the excavation..."

"After their work is completed, you can also get a national reward..."

"Although the money is not much, it is about 100 million, and it is exempt from personal income tax!"

Xu Ji didn't take this matter to heart either.

Now he really doesn't care about money.

Dao ancestors in the mythical world, future immortals in the real world care about money?
So, he just said casually: "Donate for me!"

"Donate to Hope Primary School!"

"Ah..." Gui Ling was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized: "Okay, there is no problem!"

The Public Security Bureau has encountered many similar things.

Martial arts masters, after realizing the freedom of wealth, will begin to seek the value of life.

Donating to Hope Primary School is the choice of many people.

Because this matter is very simple, just move your finger and give money.

The rest, of course, is that people from local governments, foundations and officials are running away.

Site selection, construction, and construction have long been mature systems.

Even, in fact, donors contribute only a small part.

The bulk is still the state footing the bill.

But the name and honor belong to the benefactor.

So, many people like it.

Therefore, Gui Ling asked: "Is Consultant Xu planning to name it after himself?"

Xu Ji shook his head: "No!"

"Use my father's name!"

Dad still loves this kind of thing.

Also loves to be in the limelight!
Xu Ji, forget it!

He needs to keep a low profile now, at least before becoming a fairy.

Otherwise, if Citi or something finds out about his existence, they may attack him.

The shamelessness of Citigroupers is well known.

If you can't get it, destroy it!
"Okay!" Gui Ling said, "I'll send you the document in two days!"

"Okay!" Xu Ji said, "Thank you, Police Officer Gui!"

After sending Gui Ling away, he threw the box into the bedroom.

Then it's over.

Because he doesn't understand these things.

I can only wait for the old fairy to come tonight.

So I sat on the balcony and continued to bask in the sun while reciting materials and reading books.

There are a lot of things to memorize today!
Still have to find time to read books!

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Sitting upright in the retreat place in Shangqing Fairy Mountain.

The consciousness of the Master Tongtian passed through Yu Yutian quietly, and fell into the vast sea of ​​blood silently.

This is the filthy place of the Three Realms.

It is also a place where Western religions operate secretly.

After the Great Tribulation of Conferring Gods, the Western Sect quietly dispatched Bodhisattvas and Buddhas to the Sea of ​​Blood while managing Xiniu Hezhou.

Today, countless Asuras have been surrendered and transformed.

Take these races created by the Styx into the Western Pure Land and become the Asura tribe.

But the purpose of Master Tongtian's coming here today is not to trip up the Western Church.

That doesn't make sense.

The Western religion is in a sea of ​​blood, and the general trend has already been achieved.

The Western Avenue naturally restrains the filth of the sea of ​​blood.

That Patriarch Styx is now blocked in the depths of the sea of ​​blood by the Zhunti saint of the Western religion, and he can't even get out.

Therefore, for thousands of years, Styx could only watch the Western religion devour the sea of ​​blood.

The consciousness of the Master Tongtian fell silently to a certain place in the sea of ​​blood, turning into an expressionless Taoist.

"Mercy! Mercy!" The saint raised his head, sensing the sea of ​​blood.

I saw a tribe of Asura being chased by a group of Buddhist soldiers of the Western religion, with no way to go to the sky and nowhere to go to the earth. I could only grit my teeth and try my best to break through the barrier of the sea of ​​blood in an attempt to escape into the world.

And this is the opportunity for the Master Tongtian.

He followed quietly.

Follow behind the defeated Asura and lock their aura.

Wait until the moment they break through the barrier of the sea of ​​blood.

The saint quietly waved his sleeves.

Cover up the causal traces of these Asuras, and then put them all in their sleeves, forging the traces that they have escaped into the world.

Sure enough, the chasing Buddhist soldiers stopped their pursuit when they saw the Asura clan fleeing into the human world from the broken barrier.

An arhat clasped his hands together and said: "The evils, but let them run away!"

In the world, especially Nanzhan Buzhou, today's West, dare not set foot at all!
If the bodhisattva gets involved in the karma and evil obstacles there, he may also perish.

I can only give up at this point.

No one took this matter to heart.

After all, the Blood Sea Asura does not know how many there are.

There are those who escape into the human world every day.

Master Tongtian watched those Buddhist soldiers disappear into the sea of ​​blood, and after confirming that no one had found any traces.

Only then did he release all the Asuras in his sleeves.

As soon as he thought about it, he transformed into the appearance of a great witch.

The witch clan is also the natural enemy of Asura!

In the prehistoric past, it was the witch clan who beat Asura the hardest!
Therefore, when these Asuras opened their eyes, they found that a great witch appeared in front of them.

Suddenly trembling with fright, even his legs were shaking.

"I follow the decree of Empress Dowager Empress to come to Blood Sea to investigate the matter!"

Hearing the great witch, he asked in a low voice: "If you tell the truth, I can save you from death!"

"Otherwise, I will eat up all your souls!"

This is why Asuras are afraid of the Witch Clan.

The witch clan was transformed from Pangu's flesh and blood.

Asuras, on the other hand, are the filth born from Pangu's blood stasis.

Born to be restrained by the Wu clan.

These poor Asuras were suddenly trembling with fright, and they all kowtowed: "What do you want to ask?"

Master Tongtian looked at them, and asked in a deep voice: "In this sea of ​​blood, is there any Asura king who has disappeared without reason for thousands of years?"

The Asuras glanced at each other, and replied tremblingly: "Report to Your Honor...all the devil generals, devil kings and princesses are serving by the ancestor..."

"How do the little ones know?"

The great witch manifested by the leader of Tongtian immediately opened his eyes with anger.

These guys kept kowtowing in fright: "My lord, spare my life... My lord, spare my life... The little ones really don't know..."

Master Tongtian looked at them, Dao Xin calculated quietly, knowing that they were not lying.

He carefully released his consciousness and sensed the entire sea of ​​blood.

It was also not discovered that the karma of those Asura demon generals and demon kings had disappeared.

"It shouldn't be..." The leader of Tongtian lowered his head and sighed.

He thought of what he had seen and heard in that world and the source of mortals' drug production mentioned by Xu Ji.

Poppies.

It is [-]% or [-]% similar to the mandala in the Nine Nether Blood Sea.

"Is there really no Asura who escaped into that world?!"

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It's a bit of a calvin this afternoon, so it's even slower~
PS: I recommend "Wife, Be More Restrained", warm dog food, you can stuff it in your mouth! (The author has promised others for several days, but he forgot every update! Ashamed!)

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