Lord Tongtian opened his eyes.

He found himself lying on a glass panel, with a lamp of unknown material above his head shining brightly.

Not far away, leaves were moving without wind, spinning at high speed, blowing cool breeze.

Outside the door, it was still dark, and there were still countless lights of unknown material illuminating the entire city as if it were daytime.

Everything is pretty much the same as last time.

"So, does every change happen at this time of night in this world?" Leader Tongtian thought: "I just don't know how much time has passed in this world since the last change?"

At this time, his eyes saw the paper on the glass cabinet.

There are words on the paper.

Master Tongtian picked it up and took a look, and he understood clearly.

one day!

It should have been exactly one day since the last conversion.

Because, what is written on the paper is: To the ancestor who exchanged bodies with me last night.

The handwriting is ugly, crooked, and looks like ghostly symbols.

The handwriting copied by a mortal child on the sand is more pleasing to the eye than the words on this paper.

Fortunately, the leader of Tongtian Cult is a saint.

No matter how scrawled the handwriting is, he can still understand it.

Even if he wrote it wrong, he could still understand it.

The reason is simple, he is a saint!

Even if he has no magic power and loses his spiritual treasure, he is still a saint.

And saints are born knowing it!

Hold the paper in your hand and look at the words on it.

Traces of alteration can be seen in many places.

After looking at it for a moment, Master Tongtian laughed.

Looking down again, Master Tongtian saw a cylindrical utensil filled with papers next to the chair he was sitting on.

He picked them up one by one and opened them one by one.

The above content has changed several times, and the wording has been changed again and again.

But the general context and trends can still be seen.

"Interesting!" Leader Tongtian laughed after reading them all.

Very interesting indeed!

Isn't it?

The mortal named 'Aji' seemed to regard the saint of Jiejiao as one of those evil heretics hiding in the Nine Nether Sea of ​​Blood.

It vividly explains what it means to see a leopard in a tube and feel an elephant in the blind.

However, Master Tongtian has no intention of correcting this mortal's mistake.

The saint does nothing and lets nature take its course!

But the words on these papers revealed a message.

This mortal's surname is Xu and his name is Ji.

"Xu Ji..." Master Tongtian read the name and slowly leaned back on the chair: "My physical body is named Xu Mingji?!"

"Not bad!" He nodded slightly.

Name is a very important thing.

Sanqing is the manifestation of Pangu Yuan Shen, who was destined to attain enlightenment before Hongmeng.

Therefore, all the three pure beings have no names.

Like the leader of Tongtian.

Tongtian is just a name that outsiders call him, a description.

Describe Daozu's love for him.

On Fenbao Cliff, all the countless innate spiritual treasures were in his hands.

Isn’t it like reaching the sky?

And Lingbao is his Taoist name, given by heaven and earth.

As for the name?

What are the names of the three pure beings that are not nurtured by heaven and earth, and are not conceived by yin and yang?

It’s just that the surname Pangu and the given name Pangu are both Pangu, but they are not Pangu!

This is what Taoist ancestors once said: Nameless simplicity.

However……

As Taoist ancestors said, the nameless simplicity must be penetrated, balanced, and completed by the named desire.

Just like heaven and earth have heaven and earth, the great road has yin and yang, and all things have male and female.

Therefore, the name is very important to the Sanqing saints.

It was even something that the Sanqing saints pursued diligently when they were pursuing the great road!

However, this cannot be forced.

You can't give yourself a name, and you can't let others do it.

The mystery of this matter is so wonderful that it cannot be explained to outsiders.

It's a process that happens naturally and naturally.

Now, Master Tongtian is thinking about this name.

His Taoist heart was pounding.

Just like that time when I first heard about the mysteries of the Tao in front of the Tao Ancestor in the Zixiao Palace.

"How good! How good!" The leader of Tongtian Cult bowed his head and praised.

Of course, he knows and understands.

Now, it's far from the time for him to have a 'name'.

Now, it's just the beginning.

Just like the beginning of the Hongmeng, when yin and yang separate.

You must know that there is a Pangu who cuts open the heaven and the earth and separates the pure and the turbid.

Closing his eyes, Master Tongtian sat cross-legged and began to breathe.

This mortal body still needs to be cleansed before embarking on the road.

He also has to adapt to life as 'Xu Ji'.

This is also a kind of cultivation and an exploration of the great road.

So, he breathed gently and adjusted.

Every time you exhale and inhale, you let out the old and bring in the new, and your qi and blood change.

Undetectable wisps of black gas slowly escape from the mouth, nose, and pores between breaths.

…………………………

Half past eleven in the evening.

The business of the barbecue stall has slowed down.

Chen Hong was holding his cell phone, a little absent-minded.

The wife watching on the side quietly came to Chen Hong's side.

I looked at the page on my husband’s phone.

It is a novel reading software.

My husband seems to be reading a novel.

"Rebirth: Urban Cultivation"?

Internet novel?

The wife turned around silently and began to pick up the various garbage left behind by the group of guests who had just left.

But I couldn't help but murmur in my heart: "What's going on?"
To be continued...