God loves the world, God makes laws, order returns, and spirits guard.
The Western Region is getting better at an incredible speed.
Why? Why is this happening?
Xu Zhongxian looked solemn as he paced back and forth in the room, constantly calculating the outside world with his fingers.
"Something is wrong. Why would a natural god pity mortals? Why doesn't Wuxiang go to the Dao, but restore peace? Throughout history, only immortals would do this. And why did Wuxiang do this in the first place?"
Xu Zhongxian made a prompt decision to go out and take a look, because seeing is believing, hearing is not.
This was related to his plan. If the great sage did not use the original Heavenly Dao "correctly", then the Tianshu Instrument would still be a bomb that could kill immortals at any time. If so, he might as well stay by his side and imitate his previous life.
As he walked out of the farmhouse, a golden light fell and turned into starlight that sprinkled on Xu Zhongxian's head.
In an instant, he seemed to see a supreme being looking at him.
Discovered.
Xu Zhongxian's face froze, but he quickly understood what was going on.
He had no confidence in hiding from this supreme being when he had the original Heavenly Dao, let alone now. He had neither the original Heavenly Dao nor showed his face in front of Wuxiang.
Now is not the first time of reincarnation, and each of us has only the ability to practice Qi.
"Little guy, go and see the Western Regions. Who is stronger, me or Li Changsheng?"
During these three days, Xu Zhongxian visited three cities in the Western Regions.
The first city.
He saw the formless mind sitting on the judgement stand in the court, deciding good and evil, maintaining order, declaring the law, and restoring peace.
The powerful man directly interfered with the law, which reminded Xu Zhongxian of the White Jade Palace. At that time, all criminal cases had to be transferred to the White Jade Palace.
This can completely prevent people from abusing their power for personal gain, but Xu Zhongxian has always been opposed to this system. It is true that all trials by immortals can prevent people from abusing their power for personal gain, but wouldn't the workload of immortals increase exponentially?
Misjudgment and self-interest within a certain range can be tolerated.
Although the Western Regions are nominally judged by God, in reality they only rely on mortals.
That Wuxiang refined people into soul slaves, manipulated their minds and turned them into puppets.
"A poor imitation," said Xu Zhongxian.
He doesn't mind using any means to achieve his goal, but compared with the immortals, he is far inferior.
The reason why immortals are revered is because they can do what others cannot and are beyond all common sense.
Later, Fu Tu Xian Zhou replied to him: This is a small love, the immortal wants to kill fewer people. The desires of the human heart are like weeds, which grow once every hundred years and once every five hundred years.
Xu Zhongxian gradually understood that the Immortal Palace also had historical cycles, and as long as people's desires still existed, they would repeat themselves over and over again. It was just that the immortals took on the heavy responsibility and killed the corrupt vested interest groups.
Rebellion is not uncommon in the Immortal Palace, but under the majestic figure of the immortal, all rebellions seem so insignificant.
The second city.
Xu Zhongxian saw spirit warriors transformed from incense on the street acting as police officers to maintain order in the city. Although these spirit warriors were not as good as a ninth-level Qi training cultivator, they were enough to deal with ordinary people.
And according to his observation, the spirit warriors are more like supervisors, and the actual executors are still the police composed of mortals and monks.
There are also recorders in the cultivation world for law enforcement, and behind them are the thoughts of immortals.
'Very similar, barely qualified.'
The third city.
Xu Zhongxian came to the core of the Incense Temple, the Holy City.
He finally saw a prosperous city in the Western Regions, which was an even closer imitation of the Fairy Palace and had more than three points of its charm.
Relying on the power of the original heaven, with incense as the body, one can eventually achieve a thousand thoughts like an immortal.
I am the world and the world is me.
Finally he came to the statue in the center of the square, where countless people gathered, kneeling and praying spontaneously, and the incense was more popular than before.
Xu Zhongxian looked up and suddenly remembered the argument that had been existing in his previous life.
Assuming that an immortal takes the path of incense, he will instantly have unparalleled incense, and even reach the ultimate incense in the legend, replacing the heart of heaven with his own heart.
But the immortal never burned incense from beginning to end because there was no need.
In theory, incense has infinite possibilities, but in reality, the harm caused by incense alone is enough to overwhelm thousands of people.
Panhu has some of the demeanor of an immortal.
"how?"
The voice fell from the sky, and when he came to his senses, he was already in a paradise of incense and fire, looking up at the great sage.
Panhu had a calm look in his eyes as he sat on a high platform overlooking the prosperity of the world.
'Very much.'
Xu Zhongxian didn't know what the other party meant by this? This supreme being at the same level as an immortal could even ignore his own life and death, but at this moment he was asking for his opinion.
No, it's compared to the immortals.
For some reason, the other party seemed to be imitating an immortal.
Xu Zhongxian thought that the flattery might save his life, so he replied: "I learned to walk in Handan, but I have three points of the demeanor of an immortal."
If he answered truthfully, what greeted him was not death, but a chuckle.
"If you say I am better than him, you are ignorant. If you say I am weaker than him, you are fearless. Three points of style, not bad."
"I won't kill you. Go tell Li Changsheng that he will come to the Holy Hall for instruction soon."
The Great Saint of the Universe is Panhu's honorific title. It was the most formal title in ancient times. He rarely used it, but now Panhu felt that it should be more formal.
Xu Zhongxian returned to his original place in the blink of an eye. He had the ability to travel a thousand miles in an instant and move at will. He was unstoppable and undetectable.
Facing Wuxiang, he felt a deep sense of insignificance and an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
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