What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 506 This is no longer an ordinary enemy

After a long time, the vision in the Crystal Palace finally disappeared, and everything was peaceful.

But this Crystal Palace has undergone earth-shaking changes!
Originally, due to the resident saint's Taoist body and the long-lasting breath, the Crystal Palace had already changed to the direction of the cave.

Simply put it in place in one step, and become a cave that is independent of the Three Realms.

The so-called cave is like the swallow's nest under the eaves of ordinary people.

Inlaid on the eaves, the owner knows when the swallows come and go.

But it is not necessarily the case for the ants living in the owner's house.

However, this Crystal Palace is different from other caves.

Every brick and tile here is nourished by merit and virtue, and the jade bed under the seat is soaked with the brilliance of merit and virtue. Just sitting, even a saint feels calm and peaceful.

If it is an ordinary monk, I am afraid that sitting on this jade bed and meditating does not require any elixir or predestined method, and it will be smooth and smooth, reaching the Golden Immortal.

However, such a treasure is just a decoration for the saint.

It is roughly equivalent to the bathtub in Xu Ji's world.

Pure enjoyment!

Things in this world are like this.

Most people work hard for a lifetime, but what is still unattainable is just an ordinary thing in front of a few people.

Master Tongtian stood up, holding the Chaos Clock in his hand.

The baby is swaying, blooming with thousands of light and shadows, reflecting the jade walls on all sides of the Crystal Palace that has been filled with merit and virtue, shining brightly.

On each wall, there is a phantom of the pointer moving slowly under the swing of the iron ball.

The swinging iron ball affects hundreds of thin causal lines.

These causal lines, through the connection with the sacred tree of enlightenment, extend to one after another mortal workshops and schools.

Among these things, pendulum clocks of different styles are slowly swinging under the action of gears, the hands are ticking, and time is slowly passing.

The deceased is like Suffo!

"All the mortal pendulums are at the same speed as the clock in the Chaos Clock?" The Master Tongtian sensed these causes and effects, and then he knew a new supernatural power obtained by the fusion of the Chaos Clock with the quasi-spiritual treasure of that day: all pendulums or similar artificial timekeeping Artifacts will always be at the same speed as the Chaos Clock.

The Chaos Clock can calibrate the pendulum of the mortal world every moment.

Mutual time, always unified!

"What's the meaning of this?" The leader of Tongtian doesn't quite understand, but he knows in the dark that this will be of great benefit to the future of Huaguo, and it is even an indispensable thing.

Just like Xu Ji unified weights and measures in the past!
This is also where Tiandao put pen to paper with Xu Ji's hand.

Putting the Chaos Clock into the Golden Wheel behind his head, Master Tongtian looked at the Qingping Sword in his hand.

The scabbard of the divine sword manifested in a piece of green lotus. The saint stretched out his hand to hold it, and the green lotus bloomed. Xu Ji's voice appeared next to his ears.

"Guangchengzi?!"

Master Tongtian laughed: "So courageous! So courageous!"

Although in the past, Guang Chengzi visited Biyou Palace three times, and formed a great cause and effect with the Master Tongtian.

But Master Tongtian never hated that junior.

Not worth it, no fun.

Most importantly, it didn't work!

Explanation is not to cut off teaching!

The Yuqing sage is not the same as the Shangqing sage.

The disciples of the teaching are all humble dogs.

Even if you send a Guangchengzi Huihui, the Yuanshi sage can immediately create another Kuanchengzi and Houchengzi.

The crux lies in Da Luotian, in Yuxu Palace.

On this point, the leader of Tongtian Church is clear.

Therefore, Master Tongtian, who has been guarding Biyou Palace for thousands of years, never thought of going to the juniors to vent his anger.

From the beginning to the end, he was staring at Yuxu Palace, Bajing Palace, and Fangcun Mountain of Lingtai.

Until Xu Ji arrives!

However, although the Master Tongtian does not target juniors.

But the juniors are still trembling.

This Guang Chengzi actually had the courage to step into the land of Hua Guo.

The sage is naturally amazed by it!

However, that's all.

With a slight twitch of his fingers, the leader of Tongtian knew that Guangchengzi was visiting Yan Kingdom in the north of Buzhou in the south.

Moreover, the causal connection between him and Chanjiao is very interesting today.

"Guang Chengzi also rebelled?" The leader of Tongtian thought of what he had seen and heard in Biyou Palace when he rebelled by burning the lamp.

"Yuxu Palace is used to this!"

Burn the lamp to betray the door, and Yuan Shi sits down.

All saints know that there must be something strange in it.

But what the saints don't understand is: why doesn't Yuxu Palace even do superficial work?

Even if the Pangu Banner hits the Western Pure Land!

Even if the three treasures are wishful, knock on Fangcun Mountain of Lingtai!
But Yuxu Palace just didn't make any moves.

It seems that the rebellion of Ran Deng, the vice-master of interpretation and education, never happened.

Nowadays, it is also normal.

Guangchengzi betrayed his family, but Yuxu Palace ignored him.

"Hey!" Master Tongtian brought up the Qingping sword, regardless of the many calculations.

The great catastrophe is approaching, even if Yuxu Palace has thousands of schemes, they will see the plan poorly, so there is no need to worry too much.

But now in the world...

The divine mind of the saint, as soon as he interacted with the sacred tree of enlightenment, he knew that Huaguo was on the border and accommodated a large number of refugees from the Central Plains.

Moreover, the number of refugee villages and refugee towns on the border is still increasing.

From Chu State, Chen State, Cai State, and even Wu State and Yue State, there was an endless stream of fleets, loaded with grain, fish, salt, and cloth, along the Huaihe River and the Great River, and entered Hua State continuously.

And in the human world outside the country of Hua.

The smoky atmosphere is full of murderous intentions, cause and effect are boiling, and evil obstacles break out.

A vicious figure entered and exited it.

Tens of thousands of miles away, the fundamental place of Ji Zhou's Taoism, is now full of gunpowder and flames of war.

"Mercy! Mercy!" Master Tongtian couldn't help but groan.

Every time the Huiyuan changes, there are always swordsmen in the world.

Violence is rampant, and evil spirits are everywhere.

There is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles, bones are exposed in the wild, and the famous city of Dayi is in ruins.

The number of days dictates this, and the inevitability of cause and effect.

It's just a pity that mortals are innocent and have to suffer this calamity!
Fortunately, today's Huaguo already has the power to save the innocent.

The only problem is that Huaguo can save 100 million, 500 million or even 1000 million.

But it certainly cannot save the tens of millions of suffering people.

"Hua Guo has to expand!" Tongtian Cult Master murmured softly.

However, he understands that now is not the time.

Xu Ji had already told him that the sage had also sensed the current situation in Huaguo.

Enlighten the sacred tree, orthodoxy, and students, and entangle each other.

If you want to expand, you have to wait for the students to condense the golden core, promote the sublimation of the orthodoxy, and let the holy tree grow.

Fortunately, you don't have to wait too long.

Master Tongtian knows that there is no need to wait too long.

……

Luzon, Manila.

This magical city in Latin America in Asia, in the era of ghosts, truly explained what cyberpunk is.

Among the luxurious CBD buildings, white-collar workers in suits and leather shoes are drinking imported coffee.

And just downstairs from them, the poor in the dilapidated slums, holding the crumpled and dirty banknotes in their hands, bought a so-called so-called meal that was just enough to satisfy their hunger from vendors with mixed flavors. 'pagpag'.

This kind of food is what hawkers dig out from the slop buckets of nearby hotels, wash it, and then sell it.

In this city, there are millions of poor people who survive by eating pagpag every day.

Moreover, those who can afford pagpag in the slums are actually considered 'middle class'.

The real poor can't even afford this kind of kitchen waste.

I can only lie down in the trash can and pick up the smelly and sour things that even the hawkers don't want to eat.

Sitting on the concierge car sent by the hotel, Li Xiaofeng looked at the poor people who were sitting on the side of the road and eating.

His pupils were blurred, and he remembered the 'troop hot pot' he had eaten when he was a child.

The fingers couldn't help tapping slightly.

"President..." Beside him, the beautiful female secretary whispered, "Professor Cruy, you've arrived!"

"So fast!" Li Xiaofeng sighed, "Is the Citiman so efficient this time?"

He received the notification from the Silla Prosecutor's Office at nine o'clock last night.

Then he immediately started to prepare for departure. Unexpectedly, the head of the Citiman was already waiting for him at the hotel as soon as he got off the plane.

This is really not normal.

Gently rubbing the ring on his hand, Li Xiaofeng said: "This kind of opportunity is very rare!"

"Back then, Kaka sent hundreds of thousands of loyal and brave citizens to the Cochin jungle in exchange for the economic support of Citigroup, which made our country's economy develop rapidly!"

"Now, the Citigroupers want us to work hard again..."

"Something has to be changed!"

The female secretary lowered her head and said softly: "I heard that Citi has promised to permanently increase the number of troops at Longshan Base by [-] to help us deal with the Northern Puppets!"

"Five thousand?" Li Xiaofeng straightened his tie, "That's about the same!"

He looked out of the car window at those Luzon people who were eating food scraps, and remembered the scene when he was a child waiting for Citi soldiers to come out to dump garbage outside the Longshan Base.

Li Xiaofeng closed his eyes.

In Blue Star, Silla fortune-telling is good.

At least, you can serve Citigroup as a servant and live a very good life.

Even poor people no longer need to go outside the Longshan base to pick up luncheon meat and noodle cakes discarded by Citigroup to satisfy their hunger.

Even army hot pot can enter the room.

Luzon will not have this fate.

So, their commoners, don't just eat pagpag.

It has to become a petri dish and carrier for ghosts.

Thousands of people die every day in silence and in obscurity.

It was precisely because he understood this point that Li Xiaofeng came immediately after being greeted by the Citiman.

The people of Silla could not afford to be abandoned.

Even, what Silla is doing now is actually walking a tightrope.

If you are not careful, you will be smashed to pieces.

But Silla had no choice.

And there can be no choice.

The Northern Puppet is eyeing it like a tiger.

Being beaten in by the North Puppet, a big chaebol like him might have to prepare in advance to choose street lights.

"President!" After answering a phone call, the female secretary leaned into Li Xiaofeng's ear and whispered, "I just received a call from the gluttonous President Miyamoto..."

"The president would like to invite you to dinner tonight..."

"President Miyamoto said that Mr. Fujita will also attend the meeting!"

Li Xiaofeng's eyes gradually opened up, and his face also became rosy.

"Mr. Fujita?!"

"really?"

"Yeah!" The female secretary nodded.

"Then we must treat it seriously!" Li Xiaofeng said seriously.

Mr. Fujita is a giant in Japan and the head of Fujita Industries.

He is also Li Xiaofeng's nobleman.

Back then, Li Xiaofeng started his business by accepting orders from Fujita.

For Li Xiaofeng, Mr. Fujita is like a father.

It's a pity that Mr. Fujita is old and now retreats behind the scenes, rarely appearing in front of others.

Li Xiaofeng has not seen him for several years.

After thinking about it, Li Xiaofeng leaned back slightly.

"Even Mr. Fujita was shocked!"

"It seems that the forces that Citigroup has to deal with this time are very unusual!"

"You must strike hard!"

"Can we send an air transport brigade to Luzon to stand by?" Li Xiaofeng asked tentatively.

The female secretary shook her head: "Cheong Wa Dae considered it...but was rejected by Citigroup!"

"Oh!" Li Xiaofeng lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Soon the courtesy car drove into a resplendent hotel.

Several Citigroupers wearing sunglasses stepped forward and said to Li Xiaofeng who got off the car: "President Li, please come with us!"

After Li Xiaofeng confirmed the identities of these people, he immediately followed obediently.

Go directly into the hotel lobby, then pass through the customer department, enter an elevator, and after swiping your card, go straight to the top floor.

On reaching the top floor, Li Xiaofeng was taken to a reception room.

Many acquaintances have gathered here.

Most of them are chaebols from Silla and Japan.

Seeing Li Xiaofeng, these people immediately began to say hello: "President Li is here!"

"Hello senior!"

"Hello, President Li!"

Li Xiaofeng greeted these people one by one, until he saw a figure, he immediately walked over and bowed, and said in skilled Japanese: "Mr. Miyamoto, please send my greetings to His Excellency Fujita!"

"President Li!" The potbellied Japanese man in his 40s smiled, "Your Excellency Fujita mentioned you to me this morning!"

"Say you are a rare honest person in Silla!"

"Don't dare!" Li Xiaofeng's face was a little rosy.

Silla people may not have much affection for Japan, and even have some hostility.

However, the chaebols of Silla have a good impression of Dongying!
There are not a few people like Li Xiaofeng who regard the Japanese chaebol as their father and mother!
Because they were supported by Dongying people.

"Mr. Miyamoto..." Li Xiaofeng took the opportunity to ask softly: "You know, Citi summoned us this time and ordered us to gather all our forces and gather in Siam. What exactly are we going to do?"

Mr. Miyamoto smiled mysteriously, but did not answer directly, but just pouted towards the east.

Li Xiaofeng immediately understood.

Republic!
The black hand behind the North Puppet!
It is also the confidence of the North Puppet.

Li Xiaofeng just thought about the supersonic missiles that popped out of the rocks inexplicably in the North Puppet military parade in recent years, and the North Puppet pace that has become more and more oriental.

He bit his lip.

If the North Puppet crossed the military demarcation line, a person like him would be executed by dogs and cannons without even having to hang up street lights!
Therefore, Li Xiaofeng clenched his fists and said: "If this is the case, the righteous men who will be safe in the future will definitely have to be defined!"

"That's good!" Mr. Miyamoto nodded in satisfaction: "This time, our two families must work together!"

"After it's done, we, Taotie, are willing to share some technical secrets of ghost breeding with President Li!"

Mr. Miyamoto lowered his voice: "In addition, Mr. Cruy also promised that in the future, he will help us cultivate our own, obedient and cheap ghost fighters!"

Li Xiaofeng thought of those overlords who were sitting in the Silla Prosecutor's Office.

Eyes lit up!

Ghost warrior, this is Citi's trump card!
At this moment, the door was pushed open.

A Citi official said to everyone: "Everyone, Professor Cruy is welcome!"

(End of this chapter)