What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 35 Smog
Put aside the so-called 'mobile phone' in your hand.

The Sect Master of Tongtian slowly leaned back on the chair.

"Then what Xu Ji said, this world is distinguished by the so-called 'science' and 'technology'..."

"But who should I ask for 'science' and 'technology'?"

This is a problem.

Tongtian sect master decided to ask that 'Xu Ji'.

Saints never shy away from the fact that they need to ask people for advice.

Putting this matter aside for the time being, Sect Master Tongtian stood up and walked towards the exit of this room.

Opening the door, a small balcony appeared in front of you.

Standing on the balcony, you can easily see the night view of this mortal city named 'Tancheng' according to Xu Ji.

The lights are dim, the neon is shining.

The evening wind was blowing, slightly cool.

With the ubiquitous lights, Tongtian Sect Master was able to inspect the streets, shops, and pedestrians downstairs.

I saw mortals one by one, coming and going on the streets.

The women are dressed quite boldly.

And men are also simple and easy.

The road looks very clean and tidy.

People came and went, and on such a night, they didn't seem to be afraid of poisonous insects and beasts, and it seemed that there were no strongmen or thieves.

There is quite an ancient style of not picking up things on the road and not closing the door at night.

even……

Looking at these pedestrians, Tongtian Cult Master felt that there might still be a bit of the taste of painting clothes without the people committing when the Holy Emperor of the human race ruled the world!
"It seems that the mortal government and the imperial court in this world are also quite effective!" Tongtian Sect Master applauded.

but……

When he looked up and stared at the starry sky above him.

But it was obvious that the whole sky was gray.

The stars are dim, the sky is dim.

Between heaven and earth, it seems to be covered by a thin layer of gray fog.

"Is this the reason why this side of the world is so thin and barren?" Tongtian sect master guessed.

Notice, even in the primeval times.

The aura from 33 Chongtian and Zhou Tian Xingdou also accounted for more than half of the source of aura in the Great Desolate Land!
Especially after the Lich Catastrophe, the ancient prehistoric wilderness was shattered, and countless sacred and immortal mountains that had existed since the Hongmeng era collapsed one after another.

Even the Buzhou Mountain, the ancestor of the Wanshan Mountains, was smashed into pieces by the Zuwu Gonggong in anger.

Therefore, the spiritual energy of the mortal world is especially needed. The help of the lunar sun and the sun also needs the spreading of the stars in that week.

And the sky of this world is always covered with a thin layer of gray fog, but it is quite tenacious.

So much that even the light of Zhou Tianxingdou was obscured by this gray fog, and Taiyin also became hazy under the obscurity of this gray fog.

and so……

"Is this some kind of grand formation?" Tongtian Sect Master thought.

This world, although the spiritual energy is thin.

But not without aura.

Although it is difficult to breed immortals.

But if someone, with great wisdom and perseverance, gathers the spiritual energy of one party and gathers the energy of a thousand miles, there is still a chance to set foot on the road, understand the heart and see the nature, and lay the foundation of the road.

Is this the way the monks in this world gather together the essence of the sun and the moon, and the formation of the stars of Zhou Tian?The sect master of Tongtian was a little excited.

If you can find one or two moral people in this world.

As Xu Ji said, the stone of the mountain can attack jade.

Perhaps, it can be enlightened to one's own Taoist magical powers.

In the past years, when the Dao was not yet proven.

Tongtian sect master is one of the Three Pure Ones who likes to make friends from all walks of life the most.

His fellow Daoists once spread all over the Three Realms.

Whether it is a witch clan or a demon clan, there are friends.

It is precisely because of such a period of experience and knowledge.

The Taoist fruit of the Tongtian sect master will appear so different and unique.

It is a pity that after self-evidence, there are fewer and fewer fellow Daoists who can discuss the Dao with him and inspire him.

Gradually, the few fellow Daoists also drifted further and further away because the road with him turned to the left.

In the end, even the soldiers meet and fight in the same room!
So he ended up being a loner.

In such a square world, you can meet fellow Daoists.

Even if the cultivation base is very low.

The Master of Heaven will also be very happy.

So, Master Tongtian took a deep breath.

Make the most of the technique of expelling the old and accepting the new.

He wants to inhale the layer of gray mist that floats in the sky and isolates the stars and the earth.

in order to feel it carefully.

See if it is the formation of a fellow Taoist.

The sect leader of Tongtian, with the dignity of a saint, did his best in person.

It is extraordinary.

then……

Like a dragon absorbing water.

Countless air currents, under the full strength of the Tongtian Sect Master, rolled in like a backflowing river.

In the dark of night, the dimly lit city has a strange sight.

A thin airflow, like a miniature tornado, slowly took shape.

This airflow, straight into the sky, stretches for hundreds of meters.

So much so that the surrounding windows made banging sounds as if being beaten by the strong wind.

People in several nearby rooms seemed to hear the humming of the wind.

A housewife who thought it was going to rain hurriedly came to the balcony to collect her clothes.

But only saw a thin miniature tornado, flashing away from the window.

"I'm blinded?" She stuck her head out of the windowsill for no apparent reason, but couldn't see anything.

It was still dark outside.

The gray sky was filled with thick smog.

The stars in the sky are gone, and the starry sky of childhood is hard to find.

She scratched her head, feeling incomprehensible.

..............................

puff!
Tongtian Sect Master's face flushed red and he was breathing heavily.

"What is this?"

Very uncomfortable in the lungs.

It felt like inhaling a whole load of poison.

He stroked his chest and held onto the railing of the balcony with both hands so that he did not fall.

Mouth full of odor, nausea, discomfort, nausea.

Pooh! Pooh! Pooh!
The sect master of Tongtian kept spitting.

After a while, he finally recovered.

He raised his head and looked at the layer of gray fog that enveloped the sky and blocked his vision.

Tongtian sect master knows that it is definitely not some kind of Taoist formation.

Even the Asuras of the Nine Nether Sea of ​​Blood couldn't do such a stupid thing.

He also finally knew why there were so many toxins accumulated in Xu Ji's body.

That layer of gray shrouds the sky, and the gray fog that separates the sun, moon, and stars is probably the culprit.

"No!" Tongtian Sect Master said: "It is not advisable to stay here for a long time!"

"Under such filth, even if you spit out the old and take in the new, it is difficult to cleanse this body!"

This side is vomiting the old story, and the other side is swallowing poison.

In this way, the descendants are endless!
Don't say three to five days, even three to fifty years, I'm afraid it will be difficult to wash away the toxins in the flesh!
Even a saint, in such an environment, wants to understand his mind and see his nature, but it is still difficult.

"I have to leave a book with that Xu Ji..."

"Tell him to move out of here as soon as possible..."

"Choose a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, where the sky is blue and the earth is spiritual..."

Thinking like this, Tongtian Sect Master walked back to the room and came to the table.

But after searching for a long time, I couldn't find the pen and paper.

Like that Xu Ji, he left a letter on the rectangular crystal on the table, but he didn't know how to leave a letter.

In desperation, the leader could only refer to the pen and leave words on the wall.

(End of this chapter)