What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 37 Turtle Spirit?Guiling!
Master Tongtian sat on the small bed with a 'mobile phone' in his hand.

Study the usage of this 'mobile phone'.

As a saint, the leader can naturally draw inferences from other facts and draw parallels.

So soon, he learned how to use this thing in many ways.

He even took a few night shots with it.

At the moment, he is playing a game on a 'mobile phone'.

It is called 'Happy Mahjong'.

The leader first came into contact with the 'game' of this world.

Intrigued, he soon learned how to play.

Master Tongtian only used three games to figure out the rules and gameplay of the so-called 'Mahjong'.

When I got to the fourth hand, I started to win.

After ten, it is more wins than losses.

By the time he got No.20, he would no longer be able to lose.

No matter how bad the card is, it can also be guaranteed.

As a result, Tongtian Sect Master began to feel a little dull.

"After all, it's just a 'game' for mortals!" he said: "There are only a hundred cards that come and go... There are too few changes!"

However, the mortals in this world can create such interesting and game-like games, which can be popularized and can be played by everyone, which is already very impressive.

The prehistoric world opened from the beginning of Hongmeng.

After countless calamities.

Even the heavens and the earth were shattered once and evolved into the four continents they are today.

Lives in billions of trillions.

There is also that congenital soul, the wild relic, born extraordinary, and has a long life span.

And the monks among the mortals, once they set foot on the path, they will rise to the top, and they will be able to see for a long time.

however……

It is clear that in the Three Realms of the Great and Desolate, there are more living beings than this world, and they are more outstanding, talented, and rich in spiritual energy.

Even mortals have far more longevity in this world.

Why, no one can create such delicate and ingenious objects?

Why, the mortals in this world can wear fancy clothes, eat wine and meat, and even live in a humble house, they can still be warm in winter and cool in summer!
Moreover, it seems that there is no harm from silverfish and beasts, and there is no harassment of ghosts and ghosts?
This made Tongtian sect master very puzzled.

In the Three Realms of Prehistoric and Desolate, there are saints instructing, immortals supervising the sky, dragon kings walking clouds and raining, star officials mastering the four seasons, mountain gods lands, and sorting out the terrestrial veins.

As the saying goes, there is a god when you raise your head three feet!
Moreover, judging from the introduction of that Xu Ji.

It took only 5000 years for this world to develop into what it is today.

And in Honghuang, 5000 years?

The 5000 years of a mortal are but a nap to a saint.

The sect master couldn't figure it out.

Because, in his opinion, no matter how you compare it.

The prehistoric world has an advantage over this world!
But rather...

Whether it was the Um clan that once ruled the land, the demon clan ruled the sky.

Still today, the five saints stand side by side, the heavenly court rules the world, and the three religions discuss together.

The flood is still the same flood!
It's just that the protagonists of heaven and earth have changed from the demon clan and the witch clan to the human clan.

Everything else, nothing has changed.

Ordinary people are still in hardship, without clothing, and without food.

Silverfish beasts, evil demons, roam the earth.

Disasters occur frequently, and the world is restless.

The wronged souls of the deceased wailed day and night in the cycle of six paths.

The undead of the wrongly deceased, within the six reincarnations, continue to curse.

Therefore, Chan Jiao wants to build an underworld to judge the souls of all living beings in the cycle of reincarnation of the six realms.

The Western religion is even more faintly wanting to open up hell in the sea of ​​nine secluded blood.

In this way, trying to control the ghosts of the afterlife.

Eliminate the causal evil between heaven and earth that has always been lingering.

Let the dead rest in peace, let the wronged get snow, and let the wicked be punished.

I want to use heavy code to rule people's hearts.

The Master of Heaven did not approve of this method.

Because, he knows, this is a temporary solution.

Even drinking poison to quench thirst.

Because of karma, it will not disappear out of thin air.

Moreover, whether it is the hell that the Western religion wants to open up, or the underworld that the interpretation and humanism want to open up.

The Master of Babel doubted them and would not be impartial - that's almost [-]% of what will happen.

As such.

I am afraid that the karmic obstacles will not be eliminated, but will become the source of future catastrophe!
"Maybe..." Tongtian Sect Master said: "I should discuss with that Xu Ji...not to leave this place for the time being..."

"Stay here, although you will be trapped in the poison barrier..."

"But you can also visit the officials here, ask for advice, and observe the actions of the officials in this world..."

Have these in mind.

Tuk Tuk Tuk!
There was a faint knock on the door.

There was also a female voice from outside the door: "Is anyone home?"

Hearing the sound, Tongtian Sect Master stood up.

He took the 'mobile phone' and checked the time, it was one o'clock in the morning.

Converted into prehistoric time, when it is midnight, when the night is quiet and everything is sleeping.

"Who would come to find 'Xu Ji' at such a time?" Master Tongtian thought, "Is it his family?"

Think of the word family.

The Taoist heart of Tongtian Sect Master couldn't help beating.

After Pangu opened the sky, Sanqing was born.

No parents, no relatives.

Born to be sacred, born to know it, to be blessed by the sky and rewarded by the earth.

Therefore, although the Three Qings are related to the same origin.

In theory they are brothers.

In fact, they refer to each other as fellow Daoists.

After the sermon, they drifted farther and farther from each other.

Not only is the leader of Tongtian.

It is the sage who taught Yuqing Yuanshi and the sage who taught Taishang Laojun.

I am afraid that now, it has become a stranger.

Different road non-phase plan!

With such a throbbing, Tongtian Sect Master walked to the door, gently pulled the door bolt, and opened the iron door in front of him.

A young and beautiful mortal woman in blue clothes and a big cap appeared in front of him.

She looks quite valiant, with a hint of a female general's demeanor.

And the moment the leader saw her, his pupils suddenly tightened!His hands were shaking a little.

Because, this mortal woman in front of me is very similar to a disciple of the leader!

Do not!
Almost exactly the same!
The same heroic, generally sassy and confident.

"Turtle spirit!" The leader sighed softly in his heart.

And reason told him that the turtle spirit was already gray!

The soul is gone, all the past is dissipated, and all the future is collapsed.

He has already confirmed it [-] times, even [-] times!

His disciples...

The disciple who was always half a beat in everything he did, and who was always afraid of suffering and tiredness, was already ashes.

The flesh body and the primordial spirit are completely sucked by the mosquitoes in the sea of ​​blood.

The person in front of him should just look alike.

Looking at the mortal woman in front of her, she raised her hand, put her hand under the big cap, near the temple, and performed a mortal etiquette to the sect master, which seemed to be the world of this place, and then said: "Hello, respectful. Citizen friends, I'm Gui Ling, a police officer of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Tancheng Public Security Bureau!"

Tongtian Sect Master's pupils suddenly locked.

Gui Ling?

Or Turtle? !
He listened to her and asked, "I wonder if you found anything unusual tonight? Or did you encounter something that was difficult to explain or believe?!"

The Master Tongtian listened to the words of the mortal woman in front of him who was almost exactly the same as his disciple who had been confirmed to have been ashamed for 1000 years.

He looked a little dazed.

1000 years ago, in the formation of ten thousand immortals.

The turtle spirit wearing the red gossip clothes, stepping on auspicious clouds, holding a sword, flew down in front of the three saints: "Teacher, don't be angry, the turtle spirit is here!"

After 1000 years, a mortal woman who looks exactly like the turtle spirit appeared in front of him.

But already like a passerby.

It's a pity that the sect master is not powerful now, otherwise, he can use his magical powers to identify the soul of the woman in front of him, and even use the secret technique of cause and effect to distinguish Yin and Yang, and trace her past life!
(Comrades, be patient! You must distinguish clearly, the sky of the modern city has no mana yet!)

　I will fill in the holes in Chapter 41 after I think about it. For the time being, everyone can make up their own brains!
　　You know everything.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)