What is it like to be a saint?

The sun has set in Khmer, but it is still noon in the Middle East.

The intense sunlight scorched the dry land.

The sky is full of yellow sand and the vegetation is sparse.

But almost 2000 years ago, it was still a forest of life.

Multiple ancient civilizations sprouted here.

But now, apart from barrenness, drought and war, there is no sign of civilization and prosperity here.

Before the ghost era, this place was already the most chaotic, desperate, and depressive area in Blue Star.

Those who have been massacred raised their knives on the weak, repeating what the Nazis did to them.

Concentration camps, the wall, genocide, physical castration...

Except for not using the gas chamber, all other available tricks have been used.

After the ghost era began, this already hopeless area became darker and more depressing.

Endless demons and ghosts are nourished in endless wars and despair.

A hundred ghosts travel in the night, all ghosts are raging!
Now, in this once civilized place, apart from those core big cities, there is no order at all.

Tens of millions of people in the entire region have been overwhelmed by war and ghosts.

Here, there is already no hope.

Only war, despair and death!
Even if it is a high-level martial artist, it is the same when he comes here.

Facing the sun, the strange man wrapped in a black robe landed on the barren hills of this wasteland.

His face under the black hood twitched, his jaw opened and his slender tongue stuck out, licking the air like a straw.

"I... am back!"

"The sacred place where the father once stayed!"

His face was convulsed, and black eyeballs poked out from under his face.

He is the monster who came back to life from the corpse of the ancient Valkyrie, King Baldwin of Jerusalem.

A monster from myth and legend.

The idea in his blood has the memory inheritance of the magic fly family.

When he was born, these memories would wake up and tell him many secrets.

Including, his origin, heels, and supernatural powers.

It also includes the past of this land.

Eyeballs drilled out from under the skin, observing this barren land.

In the blood, the flashing memory reflects the phantom of the streamer here 2000 years ago.

Here, there used to be a river that gurgled through.

When the river floods, the wetland swamps are scattered over hundreds of miles.

Ancient mortals used to build towns and trade routes here.

Devout believers also set off from here along the trade route to make a pilgrimage to the Holy Land of God.

They brought sacrifices.

those captured slaves.

There are also all kinds of rare treasures collected from all over the world.

The eyeballs rolled one by one, following the direction of the pilgrimage team that flashed back in the blood memory.

He remembered.

"yes……"

"The garden has now sunk into the sea!"

2000 years ago, the holy land of God was a flourishing garden.

It is also the birthplace of the larvae of the magic fly family.

Countless mortals, carrying countless tributes, made a pilgrimage to the Holy Land.

Longing for the gift of God.

Strength and Immortality!
God, generously agreed to these poor mortals.

Promise that as long as they are devout enough, then, on the last day, God will give them eternal life.

Let them be with God.

Needless to say, that was a lie.

Because, the great Father, how could it be possible for mortals to obtain eternal life?
That is something that even the devilfly family dare not hope for!
However, they still got the gift of the great father - aura.

Under the great power of the great father, in this aura barren world, aura gradually appeared.

The incredible magic circle emptied the spiritual power contained in countless leylines.

take this piece

The land turned into a barren desert.

It also blows the aura from the earth veins and the sun to this world.

By the way, countless spores were also blown into this world.

Those spores, bred from the garden and watered with the blood and soul of mortals, each encased a magicfly egg.

Thousands of spores are thousands of magic fly eggs.

Same as in Nine Nether Blood Sea.

The magic fly family has always relied on quantity to win.

From 100 million magic fly eggs, if [-] of them can be hatched, it is already very good.

Out of [-] larvae, if one can grow into an adult, it is already a blessing!
But it is this one, as long as it returns to the garden, it can quickly lay thousands of magic fly eggs again.

Whether it is in Jiuyou or in this world, it is the same.

The only difference is that in this aura-poor world, the magic fly family needs soul gold to lay eggs.

Thinking of these, the monster shook its wings again and flew towards the end of the pilgrimage.

Today, it is a coastal area with a vast ocean.

In just ten minutes, He had already arrived at the beach.

He stands on a cliff, looking at the distant sea.

A dozen small fishing boats are fishing in the sea.

And the memory engraved in the bloodline also began to flash back.

At the entrance to the sacred garden stands a statue of a god carved by mortal slaves.

These statues are solemn and majestic.

It is almost comparable to the Arhat protector in the Western Pure Land.

Pairs of sacred wings spread out behind them, and countless pilgrims prostrated themselves to worship the messengers of these gods, calling their honorable names.

Those sacred names and taboos echoed before the garden.

Teams of slaves were escorted into the garden.

The Garden of Eden, the kingdom of heaven, and the holy land that the people of the world speak of.

"It's here..."

"The entrance to the garden is here!"

"Before the Father departed, the Beacon that was left to guide our sons and follow his great path is left here!"

In this spiritually barren world, for the magicflies, there is not much to be desired except that mortals can kill and squeeze at will.

A great father will naturally not stay for long.

After getting enough soul gold, he has left here.

to his promised land.

A true magic fly paradise.

The eternal place of all magicflies.

The memory of the bloodline, that's where it ends.

The monster couldn't hide the excitement in his soul.

The wings on the back began to vibrate, and He took off again, flying towards the sea.

Also flew to the mortal fishing boats.

"Humble slave!"

"How dare you hunt on the ruins of the great garden of the Molefly family!"

"Unforgivable!"

Scary monsters descended from the sky.

The ferocious mouthparts gave out ear-piercing screams, like the whispers of the devil, shaking the fishermen's minds.

In an instant, the entire sea became a slaughterhouse!
Almost all the fishermen who went fishing in the scorching sun were killed. Only the fishermen on one fishing boat started the engine and escaped quickly while the monster was hunting.

Half an hour later, a piece of information appeared on the desk of the local flag state intelligence agency.

Super ghosts, hunt in daylight!
Even if this is the Middle East, one of the most dangerous areas in the entire Blue Star with the most ghosts, it is extremely rare!
Seven o'clock in the evening.

Just as Xu Ji finished his meditation, Colonel Mark couldn't wait to run up to him with a test tube.

"Mr. Xu, this is the compound that scientists just found in the extract!"

"A brand new compound!"

Colonel Mark was a little excited.

Although, science is not so respected anymore these days.

However, a new scientific discovery will always be remembered in history.

Xu Ji looked at
The test tube brought by Colonel Mark showed a faint blue color in the night.

It contains some liquid.

Xu Ji looked at it, took it, and held it in his hand for a closer look.

After thinking about it, he opened the cap of the test tube.

Colonel Mark's eyes widened, and he immediately shouted: "Mr. Xu, once this kind of thing meets the air, it will have a violent reaction!"

But it was too late, because Xu Ji had already opened the lid of the test tube.

The faint blue liquid inside, the moment it came into contact with the air, quickly produced countless bubbles.

Cuckoo.

In less than a second, the liquid in the test tube reacted violently with the air.

boom!
The test tube was blown to pieces.

A strong, foul-smelling stench immediately permeated the air.

This smell is not just a perception of smell.

The moment it dissipated, even the qi, blood, and soul felt a sense of nausea.

Xu Ji frowned.

"This smell..."

He remembered where he had smelled it!
After thinking about it carefully, Xu Ji recalled.

The male Asuras in China seem to have a similar smell when they practice.

This strong stench directly acts on the primordial spirit level.

Therefore, when the male Asura practiced, even the witch clan would stay far away.

"The origin of the ghosts of Blue Star is related to Asura?" Xu Ji thought.

"Probably not..."

"When the old fairy comes, I have to ask!"

"Hmm! I remember that in the Taoist palace of the old god, there is the ancestor of Asura called 'Styx'!"

"According to the introduction of the old god, this ancestor is the creator of the Asura clan!"

"A quasi-sage, super character!"

"Maybe you can ask him?"

Amidst the many thoughts, Xu Ji has already quietly operated the spell to isolate those 'stinky smells'.

Colonel Mark was so smoked that he rolled and crawled, retching while running.

Seeing this, Xu Ji cast a spell on him, helping him clean up the entanglement of the stench.

Colonel Mark finally recovered, wiped the snot and tears that had just been smoked out, looked at Xu Ji, and said with admiration: "Mr. Xu"

"You really are a god!"

At this moment, Colonel Mark couldn't help but want to worship.

Evil is driven away with a wave of the hand.

Incredible 'supernatural powers,!
This is the domain of 'God!
Xu Ji smiled, looking at this Bannerman, he had a thought, deliberately shook his head and sighed: "God?"

"That's not my pursuit!"

"God, you are a poor creature bound by rules!"

"And what we are after is to be carefree, happy, free from any restrictions, and break free from all shackles of the 'Xiandao,'!"

"Certificate is the way of immortality, jump out of the three realms from now on, not in the five elements!"

Colonel Mark blinked, although he probably understood the words of this 'god'.

But the combination of these words is somewhat beyond his cognition level.

After all, there are deep barriers and gullies between the flag country culture and the Central Plains culture.

Especially in terms of myths and legends, they are not exactly the same, at least they are not right!
For example, in the legend of the Central Plains, the gods will be punished even if they make mistakes.

Even many punishments are carried out by mortals.

For example, in Journey to the West, Wei Zheng killed the dragon king who violated the rules of heaven.

This is impossible in the imagination of Banner Country people.

Mortals are mortals.

How can one stand against a great god?
How can it be surpassed?
However, those things revealed in Xu Ji's tone still made Colonel Mark terrified.

He swallowed, and asked respectfully: "Mr. Xu, what does it mean to jump out of the Three Realms and not be in the Five Elements?"

What Xu Ji was waiting for was his words.

With a slight smile, Xu Ji slowly floated up: "This is jumping out of the Three Realms and not being in the Five Elements!"

"A simple understanding is that you are not bound by gravity and gravity!"

"Also completely break free from the shackles of genes and cells!"

"If you want to be big, be big, if you want to be small, be small!"

"Live forever, never grow old and never die!"

"Even if the body is completely burned and turned into ashes, it can still survive in the world and be resurrected at any time!"

"Control the sun, hold the galaxy!"

"This is the immortal way!"

"A road to eternal life that leads to freedom, carefreeness, and joy!"

"A way to find the true truth and the truth of all worlds!"

"And I am seeking for this path!"

Speaking of this, Xu Ji glanced at Colonel Marko meaningfully: "Does the colonel understand?"

Colonel Mark nodded, then he looked at Xu Ji frantically, and asked: "Mr. Xu, do you need faith?"

As he spoke, he looked at Xu Ji anxiously.

As long as the 'fairy,' nods, Colonel Mark swears, he will give up everything for the position of a 'fairy,' shepherd.

Preach him, preach him, spread the Gospel in his name.

Let countless lost lambs, also called countless blind people, worship under the greatness and holiness of the immortal.

Xu Ji shook his head, and smiled disdainfully: "That's the way of inferior things!"

"It's also the way of slavery!"

"To enslave others is to be enslaved by others!"

"How could I go this way?"

It's arrogance, it's wanton, it's arrogance.

But, that's exactly what Colonel Mark does.

He said humbly: "Mr. Xu, are you willing to teach this sacred way to the ignorant people of Blue Star?"

He wanted to offer himself.

because……

The "immortal way" described by this fairy, perfectly hit the *** of Ban Guoying like Colonel Mark.

Free, happy, carefree.

Unfettered, unfettered!
Not to mention, the incredible things described by this immortal.

Immortality, immortality, eternal life.

Even if killed, it can be reborn.

Control the sun, master the galaxy.

Perfect! So perfect!
Colonel Mark was trembling all over, he felt like Abraham.

Now it will be possible for him to listen to immortal divine teachings!
Colonel Mark only saw the fairy's pupils turn into golden plasma.

The dazzling brilliance showed a miraculous color.

Then, the immortal shook his head: "You, no!"

"why?"

"The opportunity is too thin, the fortune is too shallow, you can't preach!"

Colonel Mark was suddenly disheartened.

However, he immediately became excited again.

"I can't...but what about the elders of the Banner State?"

"Where are those powerful plutocrats?"

"This news, this information, is worth at least one billion knives!"