What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 736: Seed of the Holy King
The mathematical clock is beating in the palm of my hand.

Xu Ji knew that it was almost time for the transition.

Now, the conversion time is earlier than before.

According to Xu Ji's estimation, it was probably advanced from [-]:[-] in the evening to around [-]:[-].

And the end time has also been brought forward, from 7:15 to 7:[-].

It seems that there is some power that dominates and corrects the time between two different worlds.

But the speed of time remains unchanged.

This made Xu Ji often think about a question.

Two completely different worlds, the speed of time, but maintain unity on a certain standard!

As Xu Ji's understanding of the mythical world and his feelings about Yin-Yang and Five Elements deepened.

The more he pays attention to this matter, the more he pays attention, the more questions he has, and the more questions he has, the more curious he becomes.

Fortunately, he has some B numbers. Seeing that even the old god didn't mention this matter, he just hid his curiosity.

Just occasionally think of it, and then analyze the association.

Just like now, Xu Ji, who was idle, started to think wildly.

"It seems that the switching time at night has been moving forward, while the switching time in the morning is turning backward..."

"If it continues like this... After a few years, I'm afraid it may be reversed!"

"Change the evening switch to the morning switch!"

It's really possible.

"If so, is there any law in it?"

"If there is such a law, then what is the driving force?"

Xu Ji raised his head and looked at Tianque.

The divine sense of Taoist ancestors roams the world.

The birth and death of yin and yang, the alternation of the five elements, and the entanglement of cause and effect.

Everything is normal.

Xu Ji didn't notice any special or unperceived power.

Thinking about this, time slowly passed.

The speed of the mathematical clock in the palm of the hand is getting faster and faster.

At a certain moment, Xu Ji seemed to hear some familiar, weird but special voices.

buzzing...

woo woo woo...

woohoo hoo...

He thought for a while, and finally remembered where he had heard these voices.

A documentary about the solar system.

In documentaries, there is a similar voice.

And the things that make these sounds are the major planets in the solar system.

Buzzing is Venus, whining is Jupiter, and whooping is Blue!

Xu Ji remembered that these sounds should be transcribed by electromagnetic waves.

"So, I'm listening to the voice from the solar system now?" Xu Ji thought, he was 100% sure that he was still in the mythical world, still a Taoist figure.

"There are more things to see when switching!" Xu Ji sighed.

Ten seconds later, he appeared in Blue Star's Xinlu mansion.

The midsummer sun falls on the balcony.

And he was leaning against the sofa, facing the balcony, sitting cross-legged, with his mobile phone put aside.

Xu Ji let out a slight breath, and then felt his own blood.

So, he also knew that he was about to give birth to divine thoughts!
……

half a minute ago.

Master Tongtian sat on the sofa, staring at the sunlight falling on the balcony.

He clearly knew that he was still a mortal body.

However, the saint's ears, eyes, and nose seem to have returned to the prehistoric.

The birth and death of yin and yang, and the alternation of the five elements rang slightly in the eardrums.

In front of my eyes, countless lines of cause and effect are entangled together, weaving into a big net covering the world.

Under the sage, there is no one who is not trapped and bound.

In the nose, there is a faint fragrance.

This is the scent of the avenue!
From Yu Yutian!
Master Tongtian felt these, with a Dao heart, calm as usual.

But he knew that with the beginning of the great catastrophe.

The two worlds may be approaching at an inconceivable speed from a certain angle!
Perhaps in the end of the future, the distance between the two parties will be shortened to a limit.

In this way, there is the possibility of interaction.

If so, then some of the mysteries have been explained.

For example, how did the Fly Daoist get here?

There are also those "immortals" who fought desperately with the Fly Daoist in this world 2000 years ago, and it may be because of this that they came to this world.

"If my guess is true..." Master Tongtian thought: "Then, there will be an explanation for the origin of this world and all kinds of strange images!"

This world is definitely not normal.

Moreover, it is definitely closely related to Honghuang.

Time passed in a flash, and half a minute later, Master Tongtian returned to the prehistoric.

Yin-yang and five elements are no longer blurred in perception, but become extremely clear.

Karmic barriers are no longer far away, they are in the heaven and the earth.

The surging spiritual energy surrounds the body.

"Excellent! Exquisite!" Tongtian Sect Leader sighed, opened his hand, and the Chaos Clock obediently flew back to the Golden Wheel of Merit and Virtue behind his head.

And the Qingping sword fell into the hands of the sage intimately.

Obviously, these two treasures can already be distinguished accurately, who is their real owner and destination.

At the same time, they can also be used and sacrificially refined by Tongtian Jiaozhu or Xu Ji without hindrance.

In a sense, Master Tongtian can be regarded as the external incarnation of Xu Ji, and Xu Ji can also be regarded as the external incarnation of Master Tongtian.

It's just that they are in two different independent worlds.

"Mercy! Mercy!" The leader of Tongtian Cult once again said: "Perhaps, one day, Xu Ji can also become a poor Taoist friend!"

The world called Blue Star is extremely vast and endless.

Although there is no way of heaven, there is no cause and effect, and the aura is thin.

But in the eyes of saints, it already has its value.

As long as Xu Ji is in that world, he will become a golden immortal.

Then, Xu Ji's way can also become an important reference and object of observation for saints.

This is Daoist.

The Qingping Sword flicked lightly in the palm of the Saint.

In the past few months, Xu Ji's various perceptions and experiences in the world are presented by Qingping Sword.

Master Tongtian realized this, but his thoughts drifted to all directions.

Western Pure Land, Yuxu Palace, Bajing Palace, Wahuang Palace...

He knew that Huaguo would soon face scrutiny from all sides.

The saints will send their disciples to Huaguo even if they don't end up on their own.

At that time, all kinds of Huaguo's orthodoxy will be known to everyone.

Thinking of this, the Master Tongtian pinched the decree, and a formation map flew out from the golden wheel of merit and virtue at the back of his head.

It is the Zhuxian Formation!

The formation diagram rotated slowly, and four causal lines extended from the formation diagram.

In the past, in the Zhuxian sword formation, the four swords of Zhuxian that were taken away were constantly calling for the formation map.

Master Tongtian looked at the picture of Zhuxian formation in his hand, and Jishou said, "Good! Good!"

"Cause and effect, one drink and one peck!"

"Baby, let's go!"

With that said, he tossed the picture lightly.

The baby is psychic, so he naturally understands the meaning of the saint.

As a result, the array was submerged into the palace walls of the Crystal Palace, and then along the water veins of the Shashui River, it escaped into the land veins of Huaguo.

Then, it followed the ground veins, went deep into the buried ancient city, found a comfortable position, and fell naturally.

In this buried ancient city, although the earth has been buried for countless years.

But the houses and city walls in it did not change their shape.

Layers of cyan moral gleams linger inside and outside the city.

Faintly, there are still ancient patterns on the city streets.

These extremely ancient patterns can be traced back to at least the period of the Five Emperors.

In the center surrounded by these ancient patterns, there is the remains of a towering giant tree that has already collapsed and turned into ashes.

There is a kingly aura, still surrounding the wreckage.

……

Fire Cloud Cave.

In Emperor Shun's dojo.

The Holy Emperor, who was preaching to his former ministers, suddenly stopped preaching.

The impoverished Huoyun Cave, the holy emperor who had lived for millions of years, twitched his fingers slightly, and suddenly laughed.

"Mercy! Mercy!" The Holy Emperor clapped his palms and said, "So you are a fellow Taoist!"

"Thanks to the great love of fellow Taoists, I would like to form a cause and effect with me, how can I be stingy?"

Saying that, the Holy Emperor stretched out his hand to grab it.

A seal treasure fell into the palm of the Holy Emperor.

This treasure is crystal clear, with merits and virtues lingering all over the body, and the breath of the king comes out.

It was the seal that was used to convey the decree when the Holy Emperor ruled the world in the past!
Now, the Holy Emperor has already ascended to Huoyun Cave, and will no longer rule the world.

This treasure, the natural pearl is covered with dust.

Now, because a sage has dropped a treasure in the former capital of Emperor Shun.

This treasure finally has another chance to be born!
"Go! Go!" The Holy Emperor lightly tossed the seal into the causal tide, into the Yin-Yang and Five Elements.

Karma will guide it back to the imperial capital of the past.

The Yin-Yang and Five-Element Society pushes it to appear quietly.

Until the predestined person appears, until the person who inherits the destiny appears.

After the Holy Emperor finished this, he looked at the courtiers in front of him, and passed down the decree: "Today's affairs must not be leaked!"

"It's not my subject to vent!"

If you are not my subject, you can no longer live in Huoyun Cave, which means that you will end your friendship.

"The minister waits to obey the order!" All the ministers immediately bowed.

At this time, Emperor Shun stood up and walked to the edge of the dojo.

In the light curtain on the edge, Emperor Shun saw Emperor Yu dressed as a fisherman.

The two holy emperors looked at each other, and everything was silent.

The catastrophe of the Yuan Dynasty in this meeting is to say: fight!

What is fighting is not only morality, but also civilization and order!

It's not just the saints fighting.

All living beings in the world will fall into it because of this robbery.

Since there is competition, there must be winners and losers.

According to general experience, at this time, all the saints in Huoyun Cave should bet separately.

The five holy emperors each choose one to ensure the transcendent status of Huoyun Cave.

When the outcome is about to be decided, the three holy emperors take advantage of the trend to bet again.

In this way, the saints of Huoyun Cave can maintain the situation.

But now, there are two holy emperors who have chosen to bet on the same orthodoxy.

Huoyun Cave, the dojo of the Saint Emperor and Saint Emperor of the human race.

Known as the closest to humanity.

Living here, Holy Emperors and Holy Emperors can clearly perceive the rise and fall of human civilization, and can also see the ups and downs of human luck.

Obviously, all the saints of Huoyun Cave have seen some obvious signs and sensed some incredible possibilities.

Therefore, there are only two sons of the Holy Emperor.

The stakes are high!
But once the bet is won, the rewards are equally huge!
……

Among Zheng Guo, Xinzheng, and the royal palace.

Young Master Qiao is meditating, with countless Ganoderma lucidum around his body, gradually growing with his breathing.

It soon covered the palace room, and even grew beyond the palace wall.

But he's used to it.

I have been used to it since I was sensible.

As he breathed out, Young Master Qiao's mind gradually swayed.

Before he knew it, he heard someone calling him.

"Junior brother...junior brother..."

He turned his head subconsciously, and saw a Taoist sitting on top of a red lotus, approaching him quickly from the boundless void.

Almost instantly, the Taoist came behind him.

The lotus leaves of the red lotus shook one by one.

The ancient hymn comes from the lotus leaves.

"A shaman's true energy is enough to stop, and there is no worry about doing nothing. It's hard to meet the white wall in my heart, and I don't ask for gold in the world. The sound of the stream beside the stone talks Sanskrit, and the mountains by the stream swallow the cold current. Sometimes I sit on the beach of Qili, and the new moon hangs down the river. Hook!"

Young Master Qiao subconsciously wanted to salute.

But this Taoist beat Jishou on top of the red lotus, and said to him: "Junior brother! Junior brother! I follow the decree of the teacher's law, and specially send the book of etiquette and law, the Sutra of Compendium and Perseverance!"

As he said that, two volumes of golden books fell in front of Young Master Qiao.

When Young Master Qiao saw the book, he was overjoyed immediately, and before he had time to think about it, he opened the book.

But on the book, there are words one by one, as big as a compass, with golden light, so dazzling that he can't even open his eyes, let alone see clearly.

Unexpectedly, he was overjoyed in his heart, only felt that these words were really the truth of heaven and earth, and they were indeed the magic law of truth that would never change.

If you understand it, you will be able to save the world and bring peace to the people!

Young Master Qiao's mind was completely immersed in it immediately, unable to extricate himself.

So much so that he forgot that there was a Taoist in front of him calling him "junior brother", and even the time.

The Taoist sitting on the red lotus sighed when he saw his former junior brother, and said, "Junior brother, oh junior brother, I thought that you and I would not see each other for ten thousand years, but unexpectedly, you have never sunk for a lifetime, so you want To be awakened is to entrust such a heavy responsibility!"

He couldn't help lowering his head, looking at the shaking star under the red lotus.

That's Arctic crape myrtle.

It is also the natal star of Bo Yi Kao.

He could clearly see that countless causes and effects were densely entangled on it.

However, these could have been avoided.

Boyi Kao only needs to be reincarnated ten times, accumulating merit and luck for ten lives.

Under the shelter and isolation of the merits and virtues of the ten lives and the luck of the ten lives.

Another sage shot, and the treasure was blurred.

[-]% cause and effect, [-]% evil, at most only half can find Ziwei Xing.

Now, Bo Yi Kao, who has only been reincarnated once, has not accumulated any merit, and has no luck at all, can only rely on the past accumulation to resist the erosion of cause and effect, and the entanglement of evil obstacles.

It was the saint who shot with all his strength, suppressing and stripping it with the Pangu banner.

Bo Yi Kao is also inevitably entangled in cause and effect!
If he does well, that's all.

If there is a slight mistake, Boyi Kao may be doomed!
Thinking of this, the Taoist sighed faintly.

Thousands of years ago, the mine field collapsed, and Zong Zhou ascended to the immortal gods, all of them were caused by the backlash of karma. Under the five decays of heaven and man, they turned into ashes.

Even Zhou Gong and Zhao Gong were just reluctant, they lasted for an extra hundred years, and continued their life for Zong Zhou's luck for a hundred years, but they were finally wiped out in the five declines of heaven and man.

When Zhou Gong, Zhao Gong, and heaven and man were in decline.

Hao Jing also collapsed under the attack of the Lich clan!

"Bo Yi Kao, Bo Yi Kao!"

"May you cherish!"

"Don't be ashamed!" The Taoist sighed in his heart, and walked away quietly.

Young Master Qiao is just like this, intoxicated in the dream, unable to extricate himself.

And as time went by, more and more auspicious signs appeared in the place where Young Master Qiao retreated.

Flocks of red geese hover in the sky day and night.

Countless auspicious birds flew into the palace wall.

There is even a white deer, stepping on the wall.

A month later, someone discovered that in Xinzheng Palace City, there were rumors of the king's humble words and great righteousness.

That brilliant momentum is unstoppable, let alone fake.

Immediately, all people of insight in the state of Zheng knew about it.

Zheng Guo, the seed of a holy king will emerge!

(End of this chapter)