The leader of Tongtian opened his eyes.

He found himself lying on a piece of glass plate, with the light of unknown material above his head shining brightly.

Not far away, leaves were moving without wind, rotating at high speed, and blew cool breeze.

Outside the door, there is still night, and there are still countless lights of unknown materials that shine the entire city like daytime.

Everything is almost the same as last time.

"So, is it at this time of night in this world?" The leader of Tongtian thought: "I just don't know how much time has passed since the last time the world changed?"

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

There are words on the paper.

The leader of Tongtian picked it up and looked at it, and he knew it in his heart.

one day!

The last conversion should have been exactly one day so far.

Because, looking up on the paper is: to the ancestor who exchanged bodies with me last night.

The handwriting is ugly and crooked, and it looks like a ghostly talisman.

The handwritings copied by children in the mortal world on the sand are more pleasing than the words on this paper.

Fortunately, the leader of Tongtian is a saint.

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

Even if he wrote it wrong, he could see it clearly.

The reason is very simple, he is a saint!

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

And the saints are born to know it!

Holding the paper in my hand, looking at the words on it.

Traces of correction can be seen in many places.

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

After bowing his head, the leader of Tongtian saw a cylindrical utensil next to the chair he was sitting on, throwing paper all over.

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

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

But the general context and trend can still be seen.

"Interesting!" After reading all the master Tongtian, he laughed.

It's really fun!

Isn't it?

The mortal named "Aji" seemed to regard the saint of Jie Sect as the evil heretics hiding in the Nine Nether Blood Sea.

It vividly interprets what it means to peek into the leopard in the tube and touch the elephant in the blind.

However, the Tongtian Sect Master did not intend to correct the mistakes of this mortal.

The sage does nothing and let it go!

However, these words on paper reveal a message.

This mortal, whose surname is Xu and whose name is Ji.

"Xu Ji..." The leader of Tongtian chanted this name and slowly leaned on the back of the chair: "My physical name is Xu Ji?!"

"Not bad!" He nodded slightly.

Name is a very important thing.

The Three Pure Ones are the manifestation of Pangu's primordial spirit, and before Hongmeng, they were destined to attain enlightenment.

Therefore, all the three purities have no names.

Like the leader of Tongtian.

Tongtian is just a name given to him by outsiders, a description.

Describes Daozu's love for him.

On the Fenbao Cliff, the countless innate spiritual treasures were all taken by him.

Isn't it just the heaven?

And the spiritual treasure is his Taoist name, given by heaven and earth.

As for the name?

Where does the three pure pure things that are not nurtured by heaven and earth, or conceived by yin and yang have the names?

It’s nothing more, the surname is Pangu and the name is Pangu, and it is also Pangu, but neither Pangu!

This is what the Taoist ancestor once said: nameless simplicity.

However……

Just as the Taoist ancestor said, the nameless simplicity must be understood, balanced and perfected by the nameless desire.

Just like the world has universe, the great way has yin and yang, and all things have male and female.

Therefore, the name is very important to the saints of the Three Pure Land.

Even the things the saints of the Three Pure Land pursued when they were pursuing the Great Way!

However, this matter cannot be forced to do so.

You can't give yourself a name, or you can't let others come.

The mystery of this matter is so wonderful and wonderful, and the mystery of it cannot be told to outsiders.

It is a natural process.

Now, the leader of Tongtian is thinking about this name.

His heart was pounding.

Just like when I was in Zixiao Palace, in front of the Taoist Ancestor's seat, I first heard about the mystery of the great Tao.

"Good! Good!" The leader of Tongtian Sect bowed his head and praised.

Of course, he knew and understood.

Now, it is far from the time when he has a ‘name’.

Now, just the beginning.

Just like when Hongmeng first opened and when Yin and Yang differentiated.

It is necessary to have a Pangu who cuts open the heaven and earth and separates the clear and turbidity.

Close your eyes, the leader of the Tongtian Sect sat cross-legged and began to breathe.

This mortal body must be washed and then embarked on the way.

He also has to adapt to his life as "Xu Ji".

This is also a kind of cultivation, an exploration of the great way.

So he breathed gently and adjusted.

With one breath and one breath, you can vomit the old and bring about the new, and your qi and blood will be transformed.

Straws of undetectable black gas slowly evaporate from the mouth, nose and pores between breathing.

………………………………

It's 11:30 p.m.

The barbecue stall business is free.

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

The wife who was standing beside her looked at her and quietly approached Chen Hong.

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

It's a novel reading software.

My husband seems to be reading a novel.

"Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Cultivation"?

Online novels?

The wife turned around silently and began to pack up all kinds of garbage left after the wave of guests just left.

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