At nine o'clock in the evening, Xu Ji sat in front of the computer anxiously, waiting for the exchange to come as promised again.
He double-checked the video he had recorded today.
The main purpose is to explain to the boss the pros and cons of the houses chosen.
So, today's video is very short, less than five minutes.
Nine fifteen.
The alarm clock is set and rings on time.
The next moment, Xu Ji found himself sitting in the familiar hall.
In front of him, the divine sword swung gently.
Patches of green lotus floated from the sword, as if greeting him.
"Hi!" Xu Ji greeted it skillfully: "We meet again... Little Jianjian!"
The sword flew around him, flew in a circle, and then hovered in front of him.
A piece of green lotus fell from the sword.
Xu Ji stretched out his hand and shook it gently.
The lotus leaves broke into pieces.
There was a faint sound coming from my ears.
"My nephew, Xuandu, congratulates my uncle on his release from seclusion!"
"Xuandu?" Xu Ji frowned: "Master nephew?"
"The old monster's descendant?"
"Since he is a nephew, he must have a 'senior brother'..."
Xu Ji thought.
A question then surfaced.
If his guess is correct.
A thousand years ago, a terrible accident happened to the old monster.
For example, Xu Ji once imagined the story of "the righteous people of the world besieged the ancestor of the demon sect, but the ancestor only escaped with his own body".
So, here comes the problem.
A thousand years ago, what was that 'senior brother' doing when the world was besieged by the Righteous Path?
Stand idly by and watch?
Or simply...Senior brother is also a member of the ‘righteous way’ in the world?
If this is the case, what does the "Xuandu" who calls himself "Master Nephew" want to do now that he has transmitted his voice through this sword?
What's more important is.
Xu Ji looked at the divine sword in front of him.
The divine sword is silent, but it communicates with his mind.
When his eyes fell on the sword body, patches of green lotus stretched out on the sword body, and a faint light flowed.
Xu Ji understood.
This is the task assigned to him by the old monster.
Let him come and receive the 'Xuandu Junior Nephew'.
This is a bit difficult to handle!
How to measure this degree?
Xu Ji thought and felt very troubled.
"I don't even know the old monster's name..."
"I don't even know about his past..."
"How to deal with a 'nephew' who may be familiar with him?"
"What if I say the wrong thing..."
He can almost guess now that the old monster is a famous figure in this fairy world.
He is the boss of one party and the leader of another party.
Maybe even the pole of the world!
That’s why the envoy who calls himself ‘Haotian Golden Tower and Miluo Heavenly Palace’ comes to ask for instructions.
That's why the person hidden in the book was scolded away by Xu Ji.
A single person can influence a large force with just one word.
With just a casual word, a big boss who doesn't seem to have a low status can be dismissed.
The sword was slashed out, and the person who was beheaded not only did not complain at all, but also immediately behaved himself, and has not bothered him again so far.
These known clues were synthesized by Xu Ji.
The brain that usually doesn't like to use much, is now operating with rare efficiency.
"If my guess is right..." Xu Ji lowered his head.
All known items were added together by him.
The old monster is the top boss in this fairy world, and it is very possible that he is even the top of this world.
It can be compared to Mao Zi after performing the magic of disintegrating demons.
The old monster is very strong, at least he is very powerful.
Like Maozi, he has tens of thousands of nuclear bombs.
No matter how depressed and declining you are, there are some things that no one will be able to accomplish unless Mao Zi nods his head!
Judging from the performance of the people in the book and the reactions of people who came to the ‘Haotian Golden Palace and Miluo Heavenly Palace’.
The old weirdo has a very bad temper.
so……
"Wouldn't it be better if I cosplayed with Mao Zi?"
Su Suizong, Su Xunzong, the almighty loving father, possessed their souls at this moment.
Xu Ji is no longer alone.
He raised his head slightly, and some of the video materials he had watched were swirling in his mind.
"I am steel!" he told himself.
He gently reached out and grabbed the divine sword in front of him.
With the divine sword in hand, his whole aura suddenly changed.
"I'm still an Avenger!"
A thousand years ago, the old monster once suffered a big loss.
The disciples were separated and all the disciples were destroyed.
"I am also at the top of the world!" he said softly.
What will happen at the end of the world?
Seeing that you are unhappy, I will give you a good beating regardless of the reason!
As for the reason?
Does the door with your left foot first count?
I wonder if it counts if you use washing powder to make prohibited substances?
Of course it counts!
Because I have the final say!
…………………………
Lord Tongtian opened his eyes.
He already somewhat likes the feeling of being a mortal.
No longer omnipotent, no longer omniscient.
But it also relieved countless burdens, pressures and knots.
The Tao mind is peaceful, quiet and natural.
He looked at the familiar cramped house in front of him.
He reached out and touched the 'mobile phone' placed in front of him.
With one swipe, the phone is unlocked.
A video appears on the screen.
Xu Ji's appearance is fixed on it.
With a light touch, the picture flows and the sound comes out.
"Hello, Ancestor, today I followed the method you mentioned and polished my body seriously... I believe you can feel it too!"
Master Tongtian closed his eyes and felt this physical body.
Um……
A slight improvement!
The qi and blood of this body have increased a little.
"But... there is a problem..." Xu Ji on the mobile phone said: "I found that I don't seem to need to eat... I just need to bask in the sun, follow the method you taught, and breathe for a while, and I can regain my strength.
…”
"Does this make me a monster?"
When the leader of Tongtian Church heard this, he shook his head slightly: "It's unfounded to worry about the sky!"
Cultivation itself is a process that transcends the limitations of the physical body.
Where is this?
When the foundation of Taoism is laid and the mind is clear, the monk can initially communicate with nature and use magic power to interfere with the heaven and earth. This is the foundation for building the foundation.
Foundation-building monks no longer need the breath that mortals rely on for survival.
You only need to absorb the spiritual light of the sun and the moon to maintain yourself.
After establishing the foundation, one's own Qi, blood, and soul are condensed and fused with each other.
Using the physical body as yang and the soul as yin, evolving the universe and condensing a golden elixir, one can break away from the barriers of the physical body and travel around the world with the soul, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and absorbing the spiritual veins of the mountains and rivers.
At this point, a monk can be called a true monk.
It's no problem to shout thunder, drink lightning, and travel around the world.
In this way, only the mortal body can be called extraordinary and holy.
He will no longer be treated as a mortal.
Of course, this is a long process for Xu Ji and Fang Tiandi.
Master Tongtian felt that even with his guidance and teachings, Xu Ji could not expect to be able to condense the golden elixir for at least one or two years.
As a human being, it is better to be more down-to-earth.
The phone in hand continues to play.
Soon, ‘photos’ appeared on the screen one after another.
"Ancestor, this is the rental house I chose near Chu Province University..."
"Look, which one do you like?"
Leader Tongtian looked at the 'photos' showing the layout of mortal houses one after another.
Suddenly...
He clicked on his phone to freeze the screen.
A house that looked quite quiet and had a bookish atmosphere appeared in front of me.
This house doesn't look as bright and spacious as the others.
It seems to be quite old, with many mottled marks on the walls.
but……
The leader looked at a copybook hanging on the wall of the room and nodded gently.
"Every time comes, heaven and earth all work together, and the heroes are not free..."
Look at the copybook that looks like dancing dragons and phoenixes.
Master Tongtian's Taoist heart swayed slightly.
He thought of himself.
In the past, when Jiejiao was at its peak, he was so high-spirited and ambitious.
But now...
Forced to confine himself to Biyou Palace, he has not been born for thousands of years.
He gave up all his ambitions for the Great Dao and the Three Realms, and was willing to sit in the small Biyou Palace and watch the events of the Three Realms with cold eyes.
Could it be that when times come, heaven and earth all work together, and heroes are not free when they are transported?
