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Chapter 35 The Smog

Put the so-called ‘mobile phone’ in your hand aside.

Master Tongtian slowly leaned back in his chair.

"As Xu Ji said, this world is distinguished by the so-called 'science' and 'technology'..."

“But who should we ask for advice on ‘science’ and ‘technology’?”

This is a problem.

Leader Tongtian decided to ask "Xu Ji" carefully.

Saints never shy away from the fact that they need to ask others for advice.

Putting this matter aside for the time being, Master Tongtian stood up and walked towards the exit of this room.

Open the door and a small balcony appears in front of you.

Standing on the balcony, you can easily see the night view of this mortal city called "Tan City" according to Xu Ji's introduction.

The lights dimmed and the neon lights shone.

The evening breeze was blowing, slightly cool.

With the ubiquitous lights, Master Tongtian was able to examine the streets, shops, and pedestrians downstairs.

I saw only mortals walking back and forth on the streets.

The women's clothes are all quite bold.

And men also wear it simply.

Looking from the road, it looks very clean and tidy.

People come and go, but on such a night, they don't seem to be afraid of poisonous insects and beasts, and there doesn't seem to be any strong men or thieves.

There is quite an ancient custom of not picking up lost items on the road and not closing the door at night.

even……

Looking at these pedestrians, Master Tongtian felt that there might still be a bit of the atmosphere of the human race when the Holy Emperor ruled the world, who painted clothes and the people did not offend!

"It seems that the mortal officials and imperial courts in this world are quite capable!" Leader Tongtian praised.

but……

When he raised his head and stared at the starry sky above his head.

But I clearly noticed that the entire sky was gray.

The stars are dim and the moon is dim.

The space between heaven and earth seemed to be obscured by a thin layer of gray mist.

"Is this the reason why the spiritual energy in this world is thin and barren?" Tongtian Cult Leader guessed.

It should be noted that even in the prehistoric times.

The spiritual energy spread from the Thirty-Third Heaven and Zhoutian Xingdou also accounts for most of the source of spiritual energy in the ancient earth!

Especially after the Lich Catastrophe, the ancient world was shattered, and countless sacred mountains and fairy mountains that had existed since the Hongmeng Era collapsed one after another.

Even Mount Buzhou, the ancestor of all mountains, was smashed into pieces by the ancestor Wu Gonggong in his rage.

Therefore, the aura of the mortal world especially needs the support of the lunar calendar and the sun, and it also needs the spread of the stars in the sky.

But the sky in this area is always covered by a thin, yet quite tough, gray fog.

So much so that even the light of the stars in the sky was obscured by the gray mist, and the lunar sun also became hazy under the gray mist.

so……

"Is this some kind of grand formation?" Leader Tongtian thought.

Although the spiritual energy in this world is thin.

But it's not without spirit.

Although it is difficult to give birth to an immortal.

But if someone, with great wisdom and perseverance, gathers a spiritual energy and gathers the energy of a thousand miles around, there is still a chance to set foot on the path, understand one's mind and nature, and lay the foundation of the path.

Is this the formation used by the monks here to gather the essence of the sun and the moon and the starlight in the sky? The leader of Tongtian is a little excited.

If only I could find one or two moral people in this world.

As Xu Ji said, rocks from other mountains can attack jade.

Perhaps, it can also enlighten you about your own Taoist and magical powers.

In the past, long before I was enlightened.

Leader Tongtian is the person among the Three Pure Ones who likes to make friends from all walks of life the most.

His fellow Taoists once spread all over the three realms.

Whether they are from the Witch Clan or the Monster Clan, they all have friends.

It is precisely because of such an experience and understanding.

That’s why the Taoist teachings of Tongtian Cult Master appear so different and unique.

Unfortunately, since his enlightenment, Taoist friends who can discuss the Tao with him and inspire him have become increasingly rare.

Gradually, those few Taoist friends also drifted further and further away from him because the road turned to the left.

In the end, they even met each other and fought with each other!

As a result, he finally became a loner.

In such a vast world, one can meet fellow Taoists.

Even if the cultivation level is very low.

Master Tongtian will also be very happy.

Then, Master Tongtian took a deep breath.

Take the art of letting go of the old and incorporating the new into full play.

He wanted to inhale the layer of gray mist floating in the sky, isolating the stars and the earth.

So that you can feel it carefully.

See if it is the formation of a certain fellow Taoist.

The leader of Tongtian Cult, with the dignity of a saint, personally did his best.

It is extraordinary.

then……

Just like a dragon sucking water.

Countless air currents, driven by the full strength of the Tongtian Cult Master, rolled in like a river flowing backwards.

At night, a strange scene appeared in the dimly lit city.

A thin stream of air slowly took shape like a miniature tornado.

This air current shoots straight into the sky and stretches for hundreds of meters.

So much so that several surrounding windows made banging sounds as if they were being beaten by strong winds.

People in several nearby rooms seemed to hear the whining sound of the wind.

A housewife, thinking it was going to rain, hurried to the balcony to collect clothes.

But I only saw a thin miniature tornado, flashing past the window.

"Am I dazzled?" She stuck her head out of the window sill without knowing why, but saw nothing.

The night outside is still dark.

The gray sky is filled with thick haze.

The stars in the sky are gone, and the starry sky of childhood is no longer traceable.

She scratched her head, feeling hard to understand.

……………………

puff!

Master Tongtian's face turned red and he exhaled heavily.

"What is this?"

My lungs felt very uncomfortable.

It feels like inhaling a lot of poison.

He stroked his chest and firmly grasped the balcony railing with both hands to prevent himself from falling.

There is a bad smell in the mouth, nausea, discomfort, and wanting to vomit.

Bah! Bah! Bah!

Leader Tongtian kept spitting.

It took a while before he finally recovered.

He raised his head and looked at the layer of gray fog that shrouded the sky and blocked his sight.

Leader Tongtian knew that it was definitely not the formation of some fellow Taoist.

Not even the Asuras of the Nine Nether Sea of ​​Blood could do such a stupid thing.

He finally understood why there were so many toxins accumulated in Xu Ji's body.

That layer of gray fog covering the sky, isolating the sun, moon and stars, is probably the culprit.

"No!" Leader Tongtian said, "It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time!"

"Under such filth, even if you spit out the old and adopt the new, it will be difficult to cleanse this body!"

One side is vomiting old stories, and the other side is swallowing poison.

In this way, there will be endless descendants!

Don't talk about three to five days, even thirty to fifty years, I'm afraid it won't be able to cleanse the toxins in this body!

Even for a saint, it would be very difficult for him to understand his true nature in such an environment.

"I have to leave a letter with Xu Ji..."

"Tell him to move out of here as soon as possible..."

"Choose a place with beautiful mountains, clear waters, and azure earth..."

With this thought in mind, Master Tongtian walked back to the room and came to the table.

But after searching for a long time, I couldn't find any paper or pen.

I want to be like Xu Ji, leaving words on the rectangular crystal on the table, but I don't know how to leave words.

In desperation, the leader had no choice but to use his pen to write on the wall.


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