What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 365 The mantis catches the cicada, the oriole is behind
Han Zhixian's figure slowly landed on the city wall of Qufu.

The wind was blowing by her side.

In the distant field, the huge wooden equipment began to rotate slowly under the drive of the wind.

For Zhu Fengshen, it is very simple to increase the wind that blows the sky and the earth a little bit.

The difficulty lies in maintaining it continuously.

The difficulty is that there are too many places to respond.

She is useless.

"Now, I can barely cope!" Han Zhixian thought: "But if my cultivation is still like this in the future, I'm afraid it will be difficult!"

She is just a fairy.

Among the Heavenly Immortals of Jiejiao, they are not even ranked high.

but……

Han Zhixian took a breath of air, and the mellow scent of incense lingered between her mouth and nose.

"It's so fragrant! It's so good!" Han Zhixian reminisced about the hundreds of strands of incense that he inhaled not long ago.

At first, she refused.

Mortal incense, the source is mottled, and the cause and effect are deep!

Immortals refuse to eat directly.

That would kill someone!

During the catastrophe, karma is settled. If you owe too much karma to the world, you will be bombarded and killed by the catastrophe!

but……

When Han Zhixian saw a group of monsters happily smoking incense, she couldn't sit still.

The mellow incense is long and long-lasting, without any causal residue!

Most importantly, the brilliance of humanity contained in it can hardly be concealed!

And the merits and virtues hidden in it made Han Zhixian's Dao heart tremble accidentally!
Where is the incense?
It is clearly a gift comparable to Tianyin or even Tianjin!

Immediately, Immortal Han Zhi took the incense from the world for the first time.

Not many, just five hundred strands.

But, that taste, that feeling...

Han Zhixian couldn't help but licked her lips: "If I smoke five hundred strands of incense every day..."

"A year in this world is probably far better than a few months in the sky!"

"Moreover, not only can you improve your cultivation, but you can also get the favor of humanity and earn merit!"

"No wonder there are so many meritorious beings here!"

"It's no wonder that there are so many auspicious signs here!"

Humanity prospers, then all immortals and gods who rely on humanity will benefit!

When the Human Sovereign Huiyuan came, the people, witches, and demons who attached themselves to the Human Sovereign of Xia's clan all gained infinite benefits!
Legend has it that someone once became a golden immortal from a mere mortal in less than ten thousand years!

Thousands of years in the world, only thirty years in the sky.

After more than [-] years, he became a golden immortal!

An unprecedented miracle!
"If the senior brothers and sisters all descended to the mortal world, it would be great to come here to help the teacher's Taoism!"

"Everyone earns incense together..."

"I'm afraid that in less than 1 years, our physical body can be reshaped with merit!"

Merit is the omnipotent thing of heaven and earth.

As long as there is enough merit, nothing is impossible.

Thinking of this, Han Zhixian lowered his head.

She knew that the great cause of teaching a teacher should not be damaged or interfered with in the slightest.

Since the sage didn't make a decree, he brought in the same disciples from the past.

Then there must be a deep meaning!

"Let's go!" Immortal Hanzhi walked away in the sky: "It's time to go to the next place!"

She is now a 'help wind envoy' who has signed a contract with the Liujun sentient beings committee.

He is not a member of Liujun, but is employed by the "Committee of All Beings" to provide "wind power value-added services" (it is said to be the name set by the teacher) for the [-] miles of mountains and rivers in Liujun, and the windmills owned by all human races.

Six thousand five hundred miles of mountains and plains, thousands of windmills.

All her clients.

She doesn't need to pay too much attention at ordinary times, but if the windmill works with insufficient or high wind force, she needs to adjust the local wind force and wind speed.

At the same time, she also shoulders the task of alleviating the intensity of coastal storms, guiding storms, and preventing storms from ravaging coastal villages.

Therefore, it is very hard and needs to run around, feeling the call of incense at any time.

but……

Han Zhixian is full of energy!
He even regards this work as a temper and exercise for himself.

Cultivating the Tao is inherently difficult.

The Dao is already difficult!
Now, you only need to run around and pay attention to the induction of incense day and night, so that you can cultivate more and more diligently, and earn human brilliance and merit.

Immortal Han Zhi knows about such things, if the gods of heaven know about it, I am afraid how many people will break their heads and want to squeeze in!
I don't even know how many ancient great powers will be born from the hermitage, and come here to be cattle and horses, and they will do anything!

Here is the paradise of all fairies!

Cultivation, humanity, and merit!
Can earn!

Moreover, everything is just the beginning, just a sprout.

Vigorous orthodoxy, high-spirited upward.

Just like the crops that have just sprouted in spring, everyone knows that it is far from the harvest season!

……

The willow branches are Yiyi, countless radiance flows on the willow leaves.

Once countless are written, they may be flowed by 404 words.

Xu Ji sat down and looked at the students who were immersed in their homework.

"Finally finished the physics content of the first year of junior high school!" He thought in his heart: "Next time we can talk about the content of the second year of junior high school!"

"In the next year, the progress of physics will be able to catch up with mathematics!"

As for the mathematics content in the second semester of the third year of junior high school, Xu Ji had already broken it down.

The main purpose is to make up for physics, but also to teach the Taoism left by the old gods, so that these people can successfully condense the golden core after building the foundation.

In Bluestar, productivity determines production relationship!
And in this mythical world, it's just average.

It's just that there are more magical powers!
Facts have already proved that Taoism and supernatural powers are also productive forces!

No matter which aspect you look at, people with Taoism and supernatural powers far surpass ordinary people without Taoism and supernatural powers in terms of work efficiency and output!

It can be understood as a high-tech talent!
All of them have the potential to be an eighth-level fitter!
In the future, everyone will have the opportunity to become a senior engineer (master of refining) and a scientist (immortal)!
"In other words..." Xu Ji looked at the sky above: "Why, the gods and Buddhas in this mythical world refuse to come to the world to help mortals?"

"Is it interesting to stay in the sky and be otaku one by one?"

This is a question that Xu Ji has never been able to figure out.

In his eyes, those gods and Buddhas are simply reckless!
Living in the sky, it's just a slow death!

Because karma is here, whether you stay at home or not, you always have to face it.

It is also because the doom is here, whether you come or not, you will face it sooner or later.

Below the Dao ancestor, except for some special creations, as long as the cultivation base reaches a certain level, no one will be spared.

Here are the rules!

The rules of heaven and earth!
It was also what Xu Ji felt from the cycle of the five elements.

How to say this kind of thing?

Language is difficult to describe.

It is also difficult for non-Tao ancestors to comprehend.

It's a bit like the bunch of security protocols and development programs that Xu Ji learned in college.

I didn't major in this major, so looking at it is basically the same as reading a book from heaven.

What linux, shell programming, what snmp/mib, in general, passers-by seem to have a big head.

However, if you are an expert, you will just chuckle, and then drink a cup of wolfberries: "Simple!"

The same goes for these things.

It seems that something that has been written at the bottom layer has formed a rule.

Those who cultivate the Tao want to seek longevity and to be at ease.

But heaven and earth won't let you get longevity so easily, and don't take any responsibility!
Vaguely, Xu Ji even felt that even the Taoist ancestors seemed to be restricted by certain rules of heaven and earth.

These things are all new things and new knowledge that Xu Ji and Bai Ze talked about that day, after he suddenly discovered that he could interact with the Yin, Yang and Five Elements of the world.

It opened his eyes and solved many of his previous doubts.

Thinking of this, Xu Ji couldn't help shaking his head.

"Maybe it's because the gods are too powerful!" He sighed.

Being powerful is sometimes a disadvantage.

Perhaps it is precisely because the gods and Buddhas in this mythical world are too strong that this mythical world has been standing still for hundreds of thousands or even millions of years!
It's possible.

Because those with vested interests are always conservative, backward, and decadent.

"If that's the case, then..."

"Let Liujun become a spark!"

"By the way, Liujun's influence is also great now!"

"A few days ago, I discovered that quite a few officials from Chen, Cai, Xue, Ji, and Ju sent their descendants, children, and even brothers and sisters to Liujun!"

"As for Chu State..."

Xu Ji turned his head to look at Liucheng. There is a Chu people's city in Liucheng, all of which live in the wives, concubines and children of dignitaries from Chu!
Unknowingly, Liu Jun's soft power has surpassed hard power!

The customs, culture and products of Liujun swept the surrounding area.

If it goes on like this, it will probably not be a few years, even if Liu Jun wants to hide it, he won't be able to hide it.

A dazzling torch will always attract attention.

Fortunately, the Great War in the Central Plains has now overshadowed the influence of Liujun.

"By the way, how is the fight at Chengpu going?" Xu Ji thought about it, and with a little divine sense, he looked at the Qi Jin battlefield.

After only one glance, Xu Ji shook his head: "It's boring!"

"It's been a year, and the battlefield has barely changed!"

"It's hard work, right?!"

But while the battlefield remains stalemate, little has changed on the front lines.

But Xu Ji could tell at a glance that this battle would soon come to an end.

On the Jin side, there is no doubt that they will win a complete victory!
The reason is simple-the main force and reserve team of the Jin Kingdom have not moved at all.

What was consumed with Qi State were all servants, vassals and miscellaneous names!

But Qi State is at the end of its rope.

The aura of those magic weapons began to dim, and the supply of fragrant copper in Qi State was rapidly decreasing.

When the aura of the magic weapon of Qi State was exhausted, the fragrant copper was exhausted.

The main force of the Jin State is afraid that a single charge can crush the entire Qi State camp.

At that time, the army will be defeated like a mountain.

The Jin army can drive straight in, take Chengpu, and even go down the river to Linzi.

The people of Qi have no backup and no energy left.

"Strange?!" Xu Ji frowned: "It's been beaten to this point...Why does Qi still insist on it?!"

"Surrender loses half, don't you understand?!"

So, he couldn't help letting this distracted mind stare at Qi's camp.

However, in the big camp of Qi State, the thick blood energy soared to the sky, and the ominous black lingered above each camp.

It seems that there are countless weird things crawling on the monks, ministers, and monarchs of Qi State.

They covered their eyelids, they covered their ears, and they even haunted the nostrils of those people who were bloody and as black as black charcoal.

Xu Ji was slightly taken aback, this was the first time he found such a situation.

Such a strange phenomenon made him curious.

"What's going on?" he murmured.

Therefore, the intuition belonging to Daozu made him understand the answer.

This is to blame God!
Offended by the sky, there is nothing to pray for!
The crime is serious and irreparable!
Therefore, all people in the Qi camp will become sacrifices and sacrifices.

They will be irredeemable towards their own destiny.

An opportunity to become a person with profound merit, and become a source of wealth for someone with predestined relationship!
Their treasures, their cultivation, and their wealth will all be reduced to nothing.

And their flesh and soul will be torn apart by countless wronged souls.

"Red names?" Xu Ji suddenly remembered the concept in this online game: "All Qi countries have become red names?!"

Red name.

100% burst equipment when killed!

Even the gold coins inside the package will pop out!

But the celebrity in this mythical world is ten thousand times worse than the celebrity in the game!
The red name of the game can be hidden or dismissed.

But in this mythical world, the red name is entangled by those bloody evil spirits, and the ears, eyes, nose, and pores are all disturbed by those black things.

What they see is likely to be the complete opposite of reality.

Even, maybe the Qi State still thinks that I have the advantage so far!
Seeing this, Xu Ji became curious: "What will happen to Jin?"

Then he turned his gaze and looked towards Jin.

"Huh?" Xu Ji's spiritual sense was surprised.

"Jin's situation doesn't look too good either!"

In the perception of his divine sense, although the Jin camp is not so entangled with such a strong evil spirit, let alone the Qi country, the five senses are covered by those black unknown auras.

However, in the sky above the Jin State formation, there is an ominous aura lingering above it.

Xu Ji knew instinctively that this was also a terrifying omen.

It is a product of intertwined causality.

Xu Ji instinctively thought of the three divisions.

So, with a pinch of his finger, he already knew.

It is inevitable that the three families will be divided into Jin Dynasty!
Moreover, within a hundred years!
"A hundred years?" He murmured, "It's too soon!"

"Obviously, now seems to be the era of Duke Wen of Jin, and even the orphans of the Zhao family have not been staged..."

"The state of Jin is about to fall from its peak?!"

"Even being divided up directly?"

But Daozu's perception will not deceive people.

This is the inevitable result, because something has happened.

Xu Ji couldn't help but let his divine sense sink into the camp of the Jin State, came to the public account of the Duke of Jin, and took a look at the contemporary Jin State who had been in power for thousands of years.

He is very old!

Although it seems that the lifespan still has at least a thousand years!

But under the perception of the Taoist ancestor, it looks like his life is not long.

The top of Duke Jin's head was even shrouded in an aura that could be called 'unknown' even if Daozu sensed it.

"No!" Xu Ji frowned: "No..."

"The problem is not with him!"

Xu Ji felt it, and Daozu's intuition told him.

The future of the Duke of Jin and the state of Jin seems to be affected by something else.

"Duke Jin is dead, and Jin is dead!"

In Xu Ji's heart, an assertion emerged.

Vaguely, Xu Ji seemed to understand something.

He withdrew his divine thoughts, opened his eyes, and looked at the students under the willow tree.

"How do I feel...the Jin Kingdom and the Qi Kingdom are all sacrifices put on the altar by someone, they are the lambs waiting to be slaughtered..."

He looked at Tian Qiong: "Even my own descendants in the world, can you abandon them like shoe shoes?"

If so, then the reactionary nature of the gods and Buddhas of the heavens is too strong!
Tiger poison does not eat children.

But they can even sacrifice their own offspring!
Is it too ruthless? !
But thinking about it carefully, Xu Ji can also understand.

Who among the gods and Buddhas in the heavens has lived for tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years, or even millions of years?

Who cares about the life and death of his great-grandson's great-grandson's great-grandson?
"It really is rotten to the end, rotten!"

Even one's own descendants can be sacrificed or exterminated at will.

Naturally, the gods and Buddhas of the gods will not care about the life and death of mortals.

Just ants!

Xu Ji looked at the sky, and he probably understood the purpose of the heaven and earth in this mythical world.

Cut off all the rotten things!

That's probably what it means!
"It turns out that I'm not just a tool man..."

……

Luoyang, the palace of King Zhou.

The young emperor stared blankly at the bronze mirror in front of him.

Bronze mirror left by King Wen.

Most of the magical powers and restrictions have been worn away, and the mirror is almost indistinguishable from ordinary bronze mirrors.

In the yellow-orange mirror, his face was reflected in it.

Antlers dangled on the forehead.

"One more year!" He whispered: "One year later, the remaining dragon energy of the Zhou family will be swallowed up by me!"

The emperor Zhou is the emperor Huode.

He was favored by Emperor Yao's luck and enjoyed the blessing of the Southern Red Emperor.

Today, although it has long been decayed and dilapidated, it is just lingering on its last legs.

However, once the luck and dragon energy are all swallowed up.

For monks, it is no less than a consumable treasure!

Most importantly, all causes and effects can be passed on!
"Have this dragon energy, get this luck!"

"I can use this crippled body to prove the way in the great calamity!"

Of course, he understands that the risk of doing so is extremely high, and the cause and effect are extremely high.

But he has nowhere to go!

Had to gamble on this one!
……

Tushitian.

Kunpeng quietly turned into a swimming fish, and his saliva kept dripping down.

Great supplement!

Kunpeng licked his lips!
There is nothing more dear to him than a Da Luo who can prove to be a quasi-sage.

"Eat this feast..."

"I'll be free for one more time!" Kunpeng said in his heart.

The sinners of heaven and earth are deeply sinful.

Kill it, and there will be a big reward in the sky!
There are countless merits and virtues, long luck, and disaster relief!

However, this is one of the secrets of Kunpeng's survival to this day.

Dead Daoist friends, not dead poor Daoists.

However, Kunpeng didn't notice, or he didn't care at all, behind him, behind his head, was a fishing line that was invisible to the naked eye, and even the magic eye couldn't perceive it, something that seemed to exist but didn't exist. Around his neck, tied to his primordial spirit.

This line has no shadow, no quality and no form.

It is both infinitely long and infinitely short.

The other end of the line is tied to a Tai Chi map.

In the Tai Chi diagram, the yin and yang fish flow slowly.

Countless lines protrude from it.

Fishing in the Three Realms, you can make hundreds of millions!
Back then, Jiang Taigong was fishing, and those who wished were hooked.

And the sage fishes, the way is natural, and he is at ease with the situation.

Those countless lines will always meet a destined person.

The anchor is good, and the hook is also good.

Saints don't care!
I only care about whether there are fish.

And no matter how these people were caught.

Saints don't care about it, and they won't interfere with their lives and choices.

Even the saints expect that these people will break free and go free.

Because, that means, that is a material that can be made.

Can be a saint disciple!
Among these countless lines, there is one that is faintly visible.

At the other end of the line, it seems that there is no trace and no whereabouts.

Only the saint knows where he is.

In Laojun's view, a drowsy saint.

As if he was swimming in a dream, his cloudy eyes saw a figure.

A figure suppressed and isolated by a certain innate treasure.

Master Lingbao!
And on Master Lingbao's neck, head, and even the Lingbao in his body, there are shadows of lines.

No one knows when Laojun dropped his pole and hooked another saint's empty shell.

It is very likely that apart from Laojun, even the Daode Tianzun, who is the incarnation of Tushitian, does not know about this matter.

Only under the light of this Taiji diagram, the drowsy Laojun knew when he caught this fish.

"Good!" In the empty Laojun's view, the drowsy Laojun suddenly murmured: "Great good!"

A saint does nothing, but does everything!

In the past, it was idle chess, but today it is a rare soldier!
Thus, the yin-yang fish in the Taiji diagram swims lightly.

Sentences of words of the Dao, sneaked into the fish's body from the lines through a way that is mysterious and mysterious, wonderful and wonderful, indescribable, and even incomprehensible.

(End of this chapter)