Xu Ji woke up leisurely, opened his eyes, and muttered in a daze: "Are you dreaming?"

Then, he smiled again: "What a dream!"

If it weren't for a dream, how could these things in front of me be so bizarre and exaggerated?

Gems as big as ostrich eggs are set on pedestals in front of him that I don't know what material they are.

The pedestals seemed to be arranged around him in some pattern.

The gemstones set on it are round and natural, like the legendary pearl of the night, radiating a charming glimmer of light.

Not only that, but there is also a faint mist in the gem, which quietly flows out of it and permeates the surroundings.

Therefore, the body is surrounded by a dense multicolored mist.

It makes you feel like you're in a fairyland.

And what made him even more unbelievable was the looming treasures in the mist, blooming with the auspicious light of wishes.

It can only be a dream!

It is only in dreams that there is such an absurd thing.

"Why don't you ......" Xu Ji shook his head: "I'll drink some more?"

The voice in the dream, quiet and dull, full of magnetism, is extremely good, even for the best announcer, but so!

It's not just a nice sound.

Moreover, it seems to contain infinite wisdom and mysteries.

Let people listen, like drinking alcohol, crumbling, and hating to immerse themselves in it for a long time.

"This ......" Xu Ji muttered to himself, "It's too exaggerated!"

It sounds so good!

"If only I had such a nice voice in reality......"

"I'm afraid that a girl has already come to chase me......" Xu Ji couldn't help but think.

Unfortunately, it's just a dream.

And then......

He looked down and saw the clothes he was wearing and the futon he was sitting on.

The clothes seem to be Taoist robes?

He blinked, remembering the TV series he had watched so many times.

Feiyun Zhenjun wears it every day, and it seems that it is also this style?

It's just that......

He reached out and touched the robe.

The robe is as thin as a cicada's wings, but it has a thick feeling to the touch.

What's more......

On this robe, there seems to be a faint brilliance, slowly flowing.

Where is this robe?

Fairy robe, right?!

Also, the futon sitting under this butt.

Reach out and touch it, it's fluffy, it's very comfortable, and there are seven colors of light, intertwined in the futon.

Sitting is like sitting on a cloud of water, soft and very comfortable.

Xu Ji swallowed his saliva, he felt as if things were not so simple!

This doesn't seem like a dream!

How can there be such a concept of touch and comfort in dreams?

This is not a spring dream!

Suddenly......

Xu Ji only felt a whim.

The fingers of his left hand subconsciously moved according to a certain law.

It's like fortune telling on TV.

So, he knew something.

There will be guests!

Moreover, the guest will come from heaven!

Xu Ji was stunned!

Immediately, it dawned on him!

"I ......"

"Crossed?!"

"Moreover, he has crossed over and become an old monster in a certain Xianxia world?!"

Suddenly, he panicked!

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Whew......

Something was ringing softly in my ears.

A cool breeze blows on the body.

But the heat still lingered.

Wait a minute!

Cool, hot?

How can you feel this way?!

Before the catastrophe of the lich, he had already been sanctified, unsullied and dustless, coexisting with the heavens and with the Tao.

It can go through thousands of calamities without grinding, and perform cause and effect without staining.

As a saint, the five elements of yin and yang are just one mind.

Hugh said something hot and cold.

The saint is invincible for all calamities, and he has long been in the realm of doing whatever he wants and being omnipotent.

So......

How can there be coolness?

Why do you feel hot?!

At this thought, the Tongtian Sect Master opened his eyes.

Everything in front of him made his eyes glaze out.

It must be known that his Dao heart has already been tempered thousands of times and cannot be shaken.

Even in the Ten Thousand Immortal Array, he was betrayed by the Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal, and he was not moved.

But everything in front of him made him look surprised.

He found himself sitting in a small, cramped mortal house.

Overhead, there is a lamp of unknown material, shining brightly.

But on the contrary, I didn't find any spiritual power.

The heat was rolling outside the door, like a stove.

Not far in front of him, a strange artifact, windless automatic.

Leaf-like things, being urged by some kind of force, rotate at high speed, and constantly blow cool breezes.

And he didn't sit on a futon.

Underneath the butt is a slightly harder, worn-out seat, but I don't know what material it is.

In front of him is a square cabinet inlaid with transparent glass.

In the cabinet, there are many items that look beautifully packaged.

And on both sides of this cabinet, there are many things that cannot be understood.

Further on, there are two rectangular glazed cabinets about eight feet high.

There seems to be a lot of stuff in the cabinet.

It seems to be bottle by bottle.

These glass cabinets, in the absence of magical powers, automatically emitted bursts of cold air in such a hot season.

The small house was crammed and crowded with these things.

The Tongtian Sect Master lowered his head and saw the clothes he was wearing.

It's not the mixed yuan innate robe he wears every day!

It's an extremely delicate fabric!

There is no trace of Taoism, and there is no breath of heaven and earth.

But lightweight, breathable and comfortable.

Reaching out and touching it, he became even more curious.

"This thing is neither silk nor hemp...... It's not innate, it's not acquired!"

"Everything here, half of the Thai side is like this!" Tongtian Sect Master's eyes swept over the items in his line of sight, nodded, and sighed, "It's wonderful!"

What's even more wonderful is this world!

The Tongtian Sect Master stretched out his hand lightly and swept it through the air, only grabbing a trace of aura that was invisible to the naked eye.

The aura here is so weak that it is almost imperceptible, and I am afraid that even the embryo of an acquired spirit treasure will be difficult to conceive!

The Tongtian Sect Master calmed down again and sensed himself.

The immortal body of the Mixed Yuan Dao that has been tempered for thousands of years has disappeared without a trace.

The immeasurable mana that can open up the world and redefine the earth, water, wind and fire is also gone.

In the treasure house of the sect interception, the treasures of the ten thousand immortals have lost contact.

It's as if cause and effect have been cut off.

The cause and effect were also cut off, as well as the many innate spirit treasures he had sacrificed.

This made him wary.

"Who's calculating me?" he frowned, subconsciously trying to calculate.

I pinched my fingers for a long time, but there was no reaction at all.

He came to his senses: "This body is just a mortal body!"

"What's the mana?"

"If you can't do it, how can you calculate it?"

Indeed, the present body is a mortal body through and through.

The mortal body of the human race!

And this physical body is very fragile, and it is far from the human race in the impression.

It must be known that the human race was created by the one in the Snail Palace, and was educated by the senior brother to open the light of moral civilization.

It is the new lord of heaven and earth in Zixiao Palace, the spirit of all things.

Therefore, although the Terrans are strong and weak, the conditions are very balanced.

Although the physical body is not comparable to the Wu Clan, the magic power is far inferior to the Demon Clan.

But the human race, the physical training, the supernatural cultivation.

It has the strength of the Lich, but not the disadvantages of the Lich!

As a result, there are human races that can be cultivated through the day after tomorrow and compete with the innate gods.

Among them, the best such as Yang Jian, Lei Zhenzi, Wen Zhong and others are born creatures in the future, surpassing many strong people since the primeval period!

But this physical body ......

There is no supernatural power, so forget it.

The fragility of the flesh is really unbearable!

The two arms are thinner than the woman's, and I am afraid that I can't even hold a weapon weighing a hundred pounds.

A pair of weak legs, I'm afraid that I can't run dozens of miles, and I'm going to cramp.

There is no elasticity in the whole body, and I may not even be able to jump over a one-foot high earthen wall.

The internal organs are even more inflexible, and if they jump off the high wall, the result may be direct death.

With such a physical body, I am afraid that any big insect in the mountains can be smashed with one claw.

Therefore, the Tongtian Sect Master was very puzzled.

"Such a fragile body, if the human race in this world is like this, then how did these human races survive?"

At the same time, he was curious.

What the hell is this place?

With such a barren aura, I am afraid that Xiniu Hezhou, which is occupied by Western religions, also dares to say 'Creation Zhong Lingxiu' and 'Fortune Lasts for Eternity'.

"Could it be that this place is the world secretly opened up by those two Dao friends in the West?" the Tongtian Sect Master frowned.

After the God Tribulation, the two Taoist friends of the Western Sect each hid into the Pure Land.

This is both to avoid him finding an opportunity, catching a single person, and doing a game.

It is also for a major event that is planned for eternity: to open up the world of the West.

This is one of the great wishes of those two Taoist friends.

It is the only way for Western religion to flourish.

But the Tongtian Sect Master only thought about it a little, and he understood that this could not be the Western world.

Those two Taoist friends are not so capable!

A thousand years ago, they fought in the Ten Thousand Immortal Array.

The Tongtian Sect Master was very clear about the abilities of those two Daoists.

Just as he was thinking, an emaciated man walked in outside the door.

He hurried in, his steps vain and weak, his face as pale as paper.

The eyes were densely covered with bloodshots. The hair on the forehead has also fallen out a lot.

It's like, being haunted by some evil thing, it's like being picked up by some monster.

As soon as this person entered the door, he immediately said to the Tongtian Sect Master, "Boss, borrow a lighter and use it!"

The Tongtian Sect Master looked at each other.

Boss?

Me?

And what is a lighter?

The mortal unceremoniously reached out directly and picked up something from the corner of the glass plate.

Then he took out a cardboard box from his coat pocket, which was similar to the box in the glass cabinet, and took out a slender piece of something wrapped in some kind of dried leaf from it, and held it in his mouth.

There was a snap, and a little fire lit up.

The other party took the thing in his mouth, sent it to the firelight, and ignited the thing, and a smell that made the Tongtian Sect Master feel very uncomfortable diffused.

The man's eyes narrowed in comfort, and his face was a hint of ruddy, as if he was smoking some kind of panacea.

"Suffocate me!" the mortal took a deep breath of the burning smoke and spat out a smoke ring, looking a little like a hungry person who had been hungry for a long time and finally grabbed a bite to eat.

"Thanks!" the mortal man casually put his things back and walked away.

As he walked, he muttered, "Damn, I'm going to work overtime until 12 o......'clock today."

The Tongtian Sect Master looked at the figure of the mortal and disappeared into the doorway.

He shook his head, a little confused.

"This person's qi and blood are weak, his yang qi is insufficient, and his soul is weak, which has already hurt the root!"

"But he didn't know that death was coming, but he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and continued to consume his own vitality!

Like the situation of that mortal, the Tongtian Sect Master knew that the best way was to recuperate, restore qi and blood, and then use the elixir to regulate the physical body, if possible, it was best to go to a cave heaven blessed land, absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and warm the physical body.

In this way, there is a possibility of recovery.

But the man didn't do anything.

Instead, they continue to consume themselves.

If he continues like this, he will inevitably run out of oil and die soon!

"Moreover, the things he just smoked are by no means good!" The Tongtian Sect Master recalled what he had just seen, so he opened the glass cabinet in front of him and took out a package of things that were the same as the cardboard box that the man had touched, this carton was very soft to the touch, the surface was a little hard, and there were many words and patterns on it, all of which were very simple, did not contain any power, and naturally there could be no supernatural powers that confused cause and effect and reversed cognition.

Therefore, the Tongtian Sect Master just looked at it and easily recognized it.

In the upper left corner, under a pattern, is the word 'filter cigarette'.

In the middle is the word 'Magnolia cigarette'.

At the bottom, it is reminded with black and bold text: The company reminds:

Smoking is bad for your health!

Please refrain from smoking in non-smoking areas!

Flipping through, there is also a black and bold text reminder on the back of the box: quitting smoking as soon as possible is good for your health!

Quitting smoking reduces health hazards!

"Strange, strange!" the Tongtian Sect Master became more and more incomprehensible.

In this world, everything is weird.

The text is simple and easy to understand, and the utensils are exquisite and convenient.

There is no power, and there is no supernatural power.

It's like the words on the carton in this hand.

It's full of weirdness, but also full of contradictions!

The Tongtian Sect Master flicked the carton lightly, and the transparent film wrapped around the carton was bounced open, and then gently torn it, and the contents of the box were scattered.

Thin, standard tube-shaped objects wrapped around dried leaves are scattered all over the glazed panels.

He picked one of them and put it in front of his eyes, then put it in front of his nose and sniffed it.

Then, imitating the mortal, the Master of Babel picked up a 'lighter' from the groove in the corner of the glazed panel.

With a light touch, there was a click, and a firelight appeared, and the thing in his hand was ignited, and a faint green smoke rose.

Sniffing the smoke, the Tongtian Sect Master's brow furrowed.

"It's poisonous!" he said softly.

He is now only a mortal in the flesh.

But the vision and vision have not been lost.

From the primeval times to the present, he has seen countless things and things over the years.

Naturally, nothing can escape his discerning eyes.

So he knew that this thing should be made by sentient beings from this side, who had picked some kind of herb with refreshing effects and dried it.

However, in addition to being refreshing, this substance is also toxic!

In particular, smoking will defile the lungs, and may even defile the soul, so that the most precious innate aura in the soul will be dusted.

Even if the monk sucks it, it can damage the foundation.

As for mortals?

If you ingest this substance, your foundation will be damaged, and you will basically be deprived of your cultivation qualifications, and there will be no possibility of seeing immortality from now on.

In addition, smoking this substance is equivalent to taking some kind of filthy poison to mortals.

Although it is impossible to ask for people's lives immediately, but in the long run, the damage to Shouyuan is probably no less than that of the evil demon's outer way.

The man who had run out of oil and dried up, and he didn't know how to love himself, sucked this thing.

In the eyes of the Tongtian Sect Master, this is simply a person who has been replenished by the demons and demons of the outer way, who does not think about cultivating his body, but instead hooks up with an Asura who runs out of the sea of blood, which is simply self-defeating.

It's just that......

The thing in his hand burned slowly.

A faint smoke wafts into the nose.

The pupils of the Tongtian Sect Master's eyes suddenly dilated!

He looked at the burning so-called 'cigarette'.

His flesh is also about to move, sending out a desire to suck!

This body also sucks such poisons!

And, indulge in this thing!

It's the same as the mortal he just criticized!

Anger boiled in the heart of the Tongtian Sect Master.

The feeling of falling into calculation hits my heart.

"If it is really calculated......

He habitually reached forward, but grabbed a void.

Qingping Sword is not there!

But he was not disappointed, nor depressed, nor depressed.

On the contrary, it aroused infinite fighting spirit!

"The calculating man should be careful!"

He is the heavens, the master of the sect!

"If I get out of this fence, I will definitely make you look good!"

It's a big deal, beat him to a broken world, kill him and bleed like a river!

At that time, even Zixiao Palace was afraid that there was nothing to say.

Counting saints?

Then be prepared to be broken by the saint and take everything down!

Anyway, he is now alone and has nothing to worry about!