What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 341 Han Zhixian!
After the lecture, Xu Ji assigned this year's winter and spring homework.

He gently stretched out his hand, and summoned the tower-shaped magic weapon and tube-shaped magic weapon from Lingxi boy.

With a quick slap, the components of these two treasures will be automatically separated one by one.

Then, in front of everyone, cast a phantom of three-dimensional structure.

This is Xu Ji's latest geometric Taoism.

In the form of mana, a three-dimensional phantom is projected.

Every detail, flawless, all steps, clear and unmistakable.

It's almost a scene that would appear in a science fiction movie!

"This is the winter and spring homework for this year!" Xu Ji said softly: "Even, everyone can regard it as a graduation work!"

"After completing them, everyone can count as graduation!"

"You can learn more profound knowledge!"

"If the graduation work does not meet [qualification], you will not be able to advance to higher education!"

Not even Xu Ji knows how to take high school courses!

I have to go to Blue Star to find a famous teacher to make up for it.

Naturally, this is procrastinating under the guise of a graduation project.

Unexpectedly, all the students became excited when they heard this.

Enrollment?More esoteric knowledge?

Is this some kind of promise?
The supreme opportunity is right in front of you!
For a moment, the entire willow tree was full of excitement.

Xu Ji had already quietly rode the big buffalo back to the cave in Lushan Xianshan.

In the cave mansion, Lingxi boy was busy washing various glass test tubes as usual, or busy doing experiments and recording experimental data.

Xu Ji walked over, picked up the record of Lingxi boy and glanced at it.

Experiment date: August [-]th.

Experimenter: Consonance.

Environment: Caves, full of aura.

Material: Struvite.

instrument:……

The method used: ...

Ah!
This boy looks a lot like an experimental assistant.

And, it looks like it's fun.

Xu Ji didn't bother him either, just said: "This seat will retreat again!"

"I'm in Liujun, keep an eye on me!"

"No!" The boy Jishou replied, he had already started retreating in Tianzun last year, and waited for his master to supervise all parties.

Because he had been practiced by Xu Ji, the Consonant Boy didn't say he fully understood Xu Ji's intentions, at least he might be able to understand it pretty well.

So many things that would be 404 when written, now Xu Ji is handed over to this boy.

This kid is doing pretty well!

Xu Ji is also very relieved of him!

Because this boy, at a critical moment, can summon the big buffalo to join the battle.

Therefore, if Xu Ji doesn't talk about many things now, Lingxi Boy can know.

Send Lingxi Boy to Shashui River to play with Qiu Xiao.

Xu Ji patted the back of his head lightly, and the mathematical clock fell into his palm.

Inside the body of the bell, the shadows of the two imprisoned villains loomed.

"Wait, let's reflect on this treasure among these treasures!" Xu Ji said lightly.

He knew that the imprisoned [Fearful Grandson] and [Dharma Treasure Man] could hear his words.

"And write down all your past actions in detail, without hiding anything!"

Xu Ji didn't have much time, so he came to learn from the instructors in the forest of meritorious deeds in the past to reform war criminals.

Therefore, he had no choice but to be a little rough and go directly to the small black room for confinement.

Anyway, in front of Taoist ancestor, all lies cannot be concealed.

And this, Xu Ji knew, the two captives must understand.

So, don't worry about them being dishonest.

As for whether they are willing to cooperate obediently?

Dao Patriarch's uncle asked his nephew to repent and repent.

This is a matter of course!
They dare not listen?
This is deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors!

Judging from Xu Ji's understanding of this mythical world, this crime is bigger than 'cause and effect'.

Sure enough, within the body of the bell, there was a faint voice: "Disciples, please abide by the decree of the law!"

Xu Ji nodded, and typed two stacks of white paper into it.

"It's so good, then let's write slowly!"

"Write down all the evil and good deeds you have done in your life!"

It is also a way to understand the past and present of this mythical world.

"No!" The two light spots bowed their heads.

They dare not disrespect the decrees of the saints!
Just like in previous years, after the great catastrophe of conferring gods and the defeat of Jiejiao, Jiang Shang presided over the saints according to the decree of the saints of Yuanshi and Taishang.

That section teaches the immortals, but also has to follow!

Afraid of keeping his grandson, he immediately received the decree and began to obey it.

Really seriously write about your past deeds.

Born from the prehistoric times, seeking the way, worshiping the entrance wall...

Master Lingbao didn't dare to disobey.

But the moment he picked up the pen, he silenced his thoughts.

Let the fictional Master of Lingbao be born.

……

As soon as Xu Ji put away the mathematical clock, he felt a little bored.

"Let me see how far the war in the Central Plains has gone?"

Recently, his pleasure is to watch the battlefield in Chengpu, which is [-] miles away, from time to time.

Although, Xu Ji didn't understand how the battle between Jin and Chu Chengpu became the battle of Jin and Qicheng Pu.

However, the great power war in this mythical world is really interesting!
Fortress to fortress, magic weapon to magic weapon, treasure ship to treasure ship.

Fighting is consumption, filling is flesh and blood!
It made Xu Ji feel like he was dreaming back in the trenches of the Blue Star World War I!
In short, the battle mode of the two sides is that the magic weapon is bombed, the chariot rushes, the chariot is rushed, and the magic weapon bombs.

Ping pong pong, hundreds of miles around Chengpu were almost turned into white ground by them.

Mountains were cut, rivers were cut off, and the earth was cracked.

It is pure consumption!
It's pure hard work!

However, this dull battlefield is inexplicably interesting.

There are battles every day.

On each other's army array, dozens of magic weapons bombarded each other, and in the big river, warships spread out magic circles and collided constantly.

One by one, martial arts masters took advantage of this spare time to start dancing.

These guys, wearing thick heavy armor and holding broken magic swords made of mahogany and fragrant copper, once they jumped to the gang, they would hack around the pattern, deck and structure of the opponent's battleship.

Just like ants gnaw on elephants, they can always gnaw one or two unlucky eggs.

Although, these kinds of scenes, under the eyes of Daozu, are childish, rough, and low-level, and they are completely pecking at each other.

But inexplicably emotional!

Moreover, it also provided Xu Ji with countless valuable knowledge.

Let his understanding of this mythical world continue to deepen!

At this moment, Xu Ji peeked at the screen again.

He found that the Chengpu battlefield had hardly changed much compared to the past.

To say that there is, that is, changes in details.

The two sides of Qi and Jin seem to have completed the exchange in some narrow areas or protrusions.

However, the forces of the two sides are still intertwined and intertwined with each other.

"Interesting!" Xu Ji watched silently: "Has the war been going on for more than a year?!"

"As a result, the front line remained basically unchanged..."

"The background of the war in this mythical world is indeed terrifying!"

In the world where Taoism is manifested, the war seems to be developing towards the flesh and blood mill from the very beginning.

At least, this is true of many battles that Xu Ji has heard about so far.

In the battle of Honghong, the confrontation alone lasted for a full 30 years!

The decisive battle has been fought for another ten years!
After World War I, Song State declined.

Why?

Because the spirits of the ancestors who had worked hard for tens of thousands of years, and the treasures that had been sacrificed for hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of years, were all consumed on the chariot.

There are no such things at the bottom of the box.

The State of Song is just for show!

This is also the reason for the decline of Qi State.

Henggong and nine princes combined to control the world, but the result is unknown in his later years. A wave of horror legends took away all the spirits of the ancestors of Qi.

The take-out has defiled many important treasures of the Qi State, and they have since become evil treasures.

This is also the reason for the rise of Jin, Chu, and Qin.

An old powerful country loses all its cards.

Wouldn't it be those big countries that didn't lose?

Naturally, the current situation on the Chengpu battlefield was actually intentionally so on the Jin side.

Xu Ji looked into the depths of the Jin camp, where the breath of hundreds of magic weapons rolled.

The killing breath is quietly accumulating.

Obviously, the Jin people were waiting for something.

Wait for a chance to kill with one hit!

The war of more than a year was just a trial.

It's just a big country's temptation.

Xu Ji had heard the arguments of the king and ministers of the state of Jin.

It is to complete all their achievements in one battle and leave all the heritage of Qi State here!
It's ridiculous, but on the side of Qi State, they are still dreaming of death, thinking that they are Ollie, and they are [-]-[-] with Jin State.

That Duke of Qi himself was even more triumphant.

But they didn't know at all that until now, the main force of the Qi State was fighting against the Jin State's miscellaneous cards.

Those private soldiers of the emperor, and the main force of the public clan, have been recharging their energy and waiting for the opportunity.

He looked at the camp in the direction of Qi.

The breath of ashes enveloped the entire army.

The Qi people seem to be completely unknown.

"Interesting!" Xu Ji thought of the many documents, records, and murals found in Qufu City.

Thoughts wander on and off the battlefield.

Between the monks, warriors, magic weapons, magic circles and fortresses.

Both Jin and Qi are using spiritual food for food.

Replenish mana, heal injuries, and revive morale.

Therefore, the consumption of spiritual food is constantly increasing.

However, the Jin State, through trade, continuously sent the captured, captured, and salvaged Qi State warships to Liujun in exchange for a large amount of spiritual food!
Even if the main force of the Jin State does not move, relying on second-tier miscellaneous brands and purely fighting for consumption, I am afraid that it can consume Qi State to death.

"So good!"

"It's best to drag this war on for more than ten or twenty years..."

"Let Liujun rely on the war to accumulate enough shipbuilding technology!"

In Blue Star, the economic base determines the superstructure!

But in this mythical world, it is Taoism cultivation that determines the superstructure!
This is the conclusion that Xu Ji came to after observing for a long time.

The reason why the gods and Buddhas of the heavens are high and long-lived is because they have mastered more powerful Taoism and supernatural powers, and possessed magical powers that are unmatched in the world.

Therefore, it is possible to formulate etiquette and establish order.

Therefore, mortals in the world want to control their own destiny.

It is necessary to have gods and Buddhas who belong to them, obey them, and are willing to fight for the benefit of the majority.

Moreover, the number of these gods and Buddhas cannot be less!
At least, in terms of quantity, it can be divided [-]-[-] with today's gods and Buddhas.

Thinking of these, Xu Ji withdrew his thoughts.

He shook his head slightly.

"Gods and Buddhas of mortals?" He sighed.

Today in Liujun, there are more than [-] Daoist monks, and it took him nearly ten years.

Above the Dao foundation is the golden elixir, above the golden elixir is the Nascent Soul, and after the Nascent Soul is the Earth Immortal.

If the earth immortal wants to live forever and see forever, it must pass through the tribulation and ascend.

Only the Earth Immortal who ascended through the tribulation is worthy of being called an Immortal.

And above the heavens, there are countless gods and Buddhas.

There are countless heavenly soldiers and generals!

Those ancient gods who have lived for countless years probably have more heritage than Qi and Jin combined!
However, Xu Ji searched and searched in this mythical world, but he did not meet any fairy gods like him or the old gods who had the will to change this corrupt world.

"You can only cultivate yourself!"

"I just don't know, today's Liujun youths will attain the Tao in the future, how many people can stick to their wishes and remember today's oath?"

"Even if everyone doesn't change their original intentions, how many of these ten thousand Taoist foundations can truly become immortals?"

"Among the few who have become immortals, I don't know if there are any who can grow up smoothly and even catch up with those ancient gods and Buddhas!"

"It can only increase education and strengthen education!"

If the quality is not enough, the quantity will pile up!
"Since the state of Lu has won, then Cao, Ji, Xue, Song and other countries can actually think about it!"

"There is also the deserted Huai land in the south!"

In the south of this mythical world, there is a huge barren land.

Before Liujun appeared, it was densely covered with swamps and full of monsters.Do not come to strangers!
And with the emergence of Liujun, the Shui and Yao tribes in Huaidi continued to be recruited.

Today, the remaining Yao and Shui tribes in the Huai region are less than half of what they were in the past.

Those with ambition and luck left.

However, Xu Ji gave up the idea after only thinking about it for three seconds.

He shook his head slightly: "The Gu worms in this world are too scary!"

"It's too difficult to develop the Huai land!"

There used to be a human nation in Huaidi.

However, due to the flood of Gu insects, even the monks were forced to flee.

Because, the parasites in the mythical world also carry mythological characteristics!

Even monks, even immortals are not immune to the parasitism of these tiny evil things.

"Ugh……"

"I'm so hard!"

"If I can find some immortals, please come and help me!"

"Old Immortal's disciples in the old years, there are no fish caught?"

"They all died a thousand years ago?"

Thinking of this, the divine sword in Xu Ji's hand jumped.

A piece of green lotus floated in front of his eyes.

The green lotus manifested, and a temple surrounded by thunder appeared.

Countless cyan whirlwinds flowed slowly in and out of the palace according to a certain law.

A female fairy dressed in Tsing Yi, with skin as white as snow, bright eyes and white teeth, was sitting in the hall.

The fairy muttered something in his mouth: "The teacher is above, and the disciple Hanzhi is always at your disposal!"

Xu Ji blinked his eyes, and somehow he knew that this was the disciple of the old god.

Moreover, she prayed day and night, hoping to fight side by side with her teacher!

the most important is……

"The old god has already contacted her?"

and……

Xu Ji twitched his fingers, all the windmills in Liujun had a faint line of cause and effect, and they were entangled with this fairy in the dark.

At this time, Xu Ji felt something in the dark.

With a twitch in his heart, he already understood.

"This female fairy is the goddess who masters 'wind' in this mythical world!"

"Wind God?"

He looked at the divine thunder outside the temple again.

"So...the disciples of the old god are the gods who master wind, thunder, electricity, and rain?"

When he thought so.

In the ear, I heard a clear, respectful, and admiring female voice: "But the teacher is calling the disciple?"

(End of this chapter)