The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

The weather is myriad, and the spirit of welcoming the New Year.

A group of colorful clouds gathered in Li Yi's palm, in which all kinds of weather evolved and countless lights gathered. The atmosphere formed by the gathering of a group of heaven and earth spiritual energy and the will of all living beings can be regarded as a rare treasure if collected.

After about five or six years of continuous collection, it can be made into a magic weapon for the Nascent Soul Stage. Or preserve the soul, or illusion, the latter should be more effective.

Of course, one must have the ability to collect it. The New Year weather is not aura, which can be collected by just grabbing it. It belongs to a special period, a weather produced in a certain environment unknown to ordinary people, a special kind of gas.

"Brother Li, why can you hold back the weather?" Dong Yunshu asked curiously.

It's not that she has never seen the weather of the New Year. She was reincarnated about eight years ago, which happened to be the Spring Festival. That night, Dong Yunshu noticed a strange phenomenon in the sky and earth, and observed it for a period of time.

She tried to collect, but because the efficiency was too slow, she had to give up in the end.

Even now, Dong Yunshu couldn't gather so many New Year's atmosphere with a single grab like Li Yi. But this time she could see that Li Yi didn't rely on his deep cultivation, but used a special method.

"This thing itself was created by me, but there have been some changes after reincarnation. With the huge population of this world, things that have anything to do with faith will expand dozens of times."

"It may also be due to food, clothing and lust. The spirit of modern people is obviously more active than in ancient times."

Li Yi judged the weather of this new year in this way.

He is no stranger to the New Year's weather, but the New Year's weather in this world makes him a little strange.

In the world of practice, the weather of the New Year is a unique product of the Guanghan Banquet, and it is used as a thing to set off the atmosphere. At that time, all sentient beings gathered the good meaning of the New Year like this, but at that time it was more about his own beliefs, and most of them were medical immortals.

Faith is useless to him, and the Immortal Doctor has been regarded as a rare temple of incense in the world for a long time. In the ancient society, getting sick was basically equivalent to going to hell. There were not many medicines to treat them, and doctors were even less pitiful.

Li Hua traveled all over the world for free medical treatment, and eliminated plagues all over the world several times, directly and indirectly saving many people. Moreover, he imparts his own medical skills to others without hesitation. I don't know how many barefoot doctors have become famous doctors by reading his books.

So it is not an exaggeration to be called a saint in common people, even if Li Changsheng is no longer walking in the common world, the incense is not only less but more and more.

Until he was 3,700 years old, the incense had reached the point where he had to deal with it.

So there is a new spring atmosphere, that is, the will of all beings in the world is melted into incense, and the weather is smooth wherever it passes. The so-called new year and new weather, many disasters will naturally be resolved in the new year.

For ordinary people, it was a miracle of saving lives, but for Li Changsheng, it was just fireworks to set off the atmosphere and deal with the incense.

Once every ten years, it is also the main purpose of some monks to go to the Guanghan Banquet, to experience the new year sweeping the world.

Dong Yunshu nodded slightly, and quickly put the so-called Chinese New Year weather behind him. For her, except for the way of swordsmanship, other ways can only serve as a reference.

She is very less exploratory about other things, unless it is related to the sword or Li Yi.

"But it's all the same, turn on the weather and welcome the new year."

The colorful cloud in Li Yi's hands was getting bigger and bigger, and in an instant it had completely enveloped the two of them. Messy and festive laughter sounded in my ears. Although it was mixed with the will of all beings, it did not pollute the soul like incense, but it was an extremely pure spirit.

This is the high-quality belief, and it was also the pursuit of Buddhism.

There is no desire, pure faith, but this has a huge conflict with faith. The vast majority of beliefs are asking for God. If God does not give anything, how can people believe in it. Even those Jianghe monsters need to threaten the safety of the people.

Without desire there can be no faith.

That's why the beliefs of meteorology and medical immortals are so special. The former is the joy of reunion during the Spring Festival, and the latter is pure gratitude. But if you really want to get to the bottom of it, both of these things are good for the people.

The good fortune of the new year makes the world smooth and the weather is good. The medical fairy has saved the world from fire and water countless times, and the inheritance I left behind is also constantly saving people.

one minute, two minutes, three minutes

Under their feet, countless fireworks rose up, bursting into gorgeous flames.

As if the clouds were infested by fireworks, the entire sky turned into seven colors, and countless people who were eating the New Year's Eve dinner also noticed the strangeness of the sky.

The sky on New Year's Eve is no longer black but colorful, and the colorful rays of light stretch for thousands of miles, and the roads are still being opened up, branching like trees and rivers, until they fill the whole of China.

Li Yi stood in the very center of Huaguang, with his eyes lowered, revealing his unparalleled cultivation. He didn't have the aura to overwhelm the world, he didn't have the majesty to make all beings bow their heads, and he didn't have the indifference of a great supernatural being to ordinary people like ants.

As plain as water, like a breeze blowing, there is a trace of joy in it.

He smiled, very gently.

"The Spring Festival is a reunion, and I like reunions."

Reunion used to be a luxury for him, and reunion was always an unattainable delusion, and some people just left him alone.

Think of the Guanghan Banquet in the Moon Palace, where guests from all over the world will be entertained, the Four Transformations Gods will be gathered, and even the monster race and monster saints will also attend the appointment. But thousands of years later, there are still people coming and going, but the former guests are all dead.

Until the rabbit who poured wine for him also died, Guanghan Banquet disappeared.

"Happy New Year."

Li Yi raised Fengyun Fusion slightly with his right hand, and then pressed down slightly, as if he wanted to give the colorful clouds in the sky to all living beings.

Dong Yunshu suddenly raised her head and looked into the distance, she saw that countless weathers were being affected, bursting into colorful splendor.

On the dark horizon, a colorful river surged into the sky, piercing the night.

Countless people in the city noticed the colorful river in the sky. Some people took pictures with their mobile phones, some took their relatives and friends to watch, some were making wishes, and some were jumping and jumping happily.

A strange power swayed to the world, mixed with blessings to all living beings, and also blessings from all living beings to themselves.

——

Shangqing Palace, the top of the majestic mountains, in the unpretentious Taoist temple.

Taoist Qingxuan slowly opened his eyes, looking at the distant horizon, his eyes full of nostalgia.

At that time, the way of immortality was prosperous, and there were no equals in the world among immortals, three gods, eight geniuses, and the human race was the only one in the world. The grand occasion of the Guanghan Banquet is still vividly remembered.

There are no natural treasures, just a bowl of glutinous rice balls from living immortals will make people all over the world go.

Nothing but celebration.

Taoist Qingxuan got up and walked out of the courtyard, stepped out, and arrived at a square halfway up the mountain. At this time, the disciples of Shangqing Palace were holding a New Year's Gala.

When the disciples of Shangqing Palace saw the young man who suddenly appeared, they all stood up suddenly and bowed towards him.

"Meet the head teacher."

"No need to be polite."

Daoist Qingxuan came to the top seat and sat down. This is his seat. The Spring Festival Gala of the Shangqing Palace will reserve a seat for him every year, but he basically doesn't come.

On the left and right sides are the seats for the elders, and there are nearly nine seats, only Qing Xuzi is one. The elders are basically in seclusion and are not very interested in mundane festivals. Only the old urchin Qing Xuzi is drinking and having fun with his disciples.

Qing Xuzi asked curiously: "Headmaster, why are you here?"

"Hahaha, how can there be no banquets during the Spring Festival?" Daoist Qingxuan stroked his non-existent beard, let out a rather brisk laugh, and then began to pick up the wine and vegetables on the table.

"Everyone, don't you come out for a drink during the Chinese New Year?"

Qingxuan's voice echoed throughout the Shangqing Palace, and the elders who hadn't participated in previous years appeared one after another, sitting in their seats, and everyone looked at Taoist Qingxuan with more or less doubts.

"Aren't you interested in previous years? Why are you in the mood to participate this year?" Qing Xuzi was even more puzzled.

"It's not the Chinese New Year in previous years, so naturally I won't come, master, do you know about Guanghan Banquet?" Qingxuan asked back while pouring wine for himself.

"The biggest banquet in the Immortal Era, almost all the monks in the world, and even the great sages of the monster clan participated."

Qingxuzi replied without thinking, he accidentally saw it when he was looking up classics in the age of understanding immortality.

"You guys are really peaceful. We couldn't hold such a banquet at that time."

Leaving aside the conflicts within the human race, it is unlikely that the conflicts between the two races will come together. But in the age of Immortal Dao, they came together, Dao, Buddha, demon, human and demon, monks from all over the world gathered together to eat and drink, it was simply a miracle.

"It's not the whole world. At most, half of the people came at one time." Qingxuan took a sip of the wine, "For us, the Guanghan Banquet is the New Year's Eve dinner and the Spring Festival."

"For us, a banquet with living immortals is the New Year's Eve dinner."

Qingxuzi and the rest of the elders couldn't understand, they couldn't feel the feelings of Qingxuan and others towards living immortals in the era of immortality.

It is as high and unattainable as the sky, and it supports the sky like a father.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth trembled, and everyone looked up and saw a ray of light spreading across the sky, and a colorful river ran through the night.

A little bit of starlight sprinkles, joy comes from my heart.

Taoist Qingxuan raised his glass to the sky, and said: "Happy New Year, may my Shenzhou be the only one in the world."

Now Shenzhou belongs to the Immortal Dao, and all the existing towns and states come from the Immortal Dao era. And only in the age of Immortal Dao that the immortals are different, the idea of ​​protecting the world and saving the people can be in harmony with the government.

Protecting the world is the inheritance of sword immortals, while saving the people is the inheritance of living immortals.

Shenzhou is the continuation of the immortal way. They firmly believe that the world can be peaceful, because living immortals want the world to be peaceful.

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Buddhism.

In an inconspicuous small temple, an old monk is sitting under the bodhi tree, clasping his hands tightly to the bead that seals the bodhi world.

Suddenly he opened his eyes and raised his head slightly to see the colorful glow.

"Finally it's Chinese New Year."

The old monk walked out of the temple, found a bowl of plain noodles, sat on the roof of the temple, and ate it leisurely under the colorful sunlight.

Memories emerged in my mind, and the surrounding scenes began to change.

The Moon Palace, the gods of all transformations, the monks of the world, and the living immortals.

An unremarkable Taoist in a green shirt sat at the top, and the Moon Palace Taiyin Fairy, known as the most beautiful woman in the world, knelt beside him and poured wine for him.

Taoist Qingshan looked at himself with a smile on his face, and said: "Monk, I heard that there is another girl who publicly wooed you, and she is still a mouse spirit. Have you considered returning to vulgarity and promoting the relationship between transvestites?"

"The poor monk has cut off three thousand roots of afflictions."

"I can help you grow your hair."

For their cultivators, the Spring Festival is not a specific time, but the happy new year that the living immortal said, and the splendor he shed.

——

In Donghai City, on a certain street, a lonely wonton stall was still open.

The owner is a plainly dressed young man in his 20s. If Li Yi was here, he should recognize him, known as one of the eight wonders in the world, and Wang Huan, the wisest man.

Now he is just a peddler carrying a wonton stand and walking around the streets to hide from the urban management.

Suddenly, a patrolling police car stopped, and two policemen stepped down from it. Wang Huan immediately picked up his family's (re-made) wonton stand and wanted to run away.

The policeman hurriedly said, "Boss, wait a minute, it's not that the urban management doesn't want to drive you away, so we just want to eat a bowl of wontons."

When Wang Huan heard this sentence, he stopped his movements, his expression changed quickly, and he smiled happily.

"What kind of wontons do you want? Big meat or small meat? 8 yuan or 10 yuan?"

"You are not only old-fashioned, but also old-fashioned." The policeman was quite novel, and this wonton stand seemed to have come out of ancient times.

"It's ten yuan, pack it up."

"Me too."

Two policemen sat on the bench next to them, chatting while waiting.

"Boss, why don't you go home for the Chinese New Year?"

"I don't have a home anymore, my parents are dead, and I only have this wonton stand as a memory." Wang Huan replied, without any slight slack in the movements of his hands, and made two bowls of wontons from that year according to the memory in his mind.

Not much seasoning, just minced pork, oil, salt, green onion, soy sauce.

Put it in a plastic bag, and the police paid and drove away in a police car.

Zhou Zhou became quiet again, and the sound of families eating New Year's Eve dinner in the neighborhood not far away could be faintly heard in the air.

Suddenly the sky brightened slightly, and Wang Huan raised his head to see the colorful glow of the sun, and a little bit of starlight fell, which brought him a little comfort.

Happy New Year.

This is what he felt vaguely.

"Happy New Year."

Wang Huan let out a breath of white air, tidied up, and left with the wonton stand on his shoulders.

——

The New Year weather only lasted 10 minutes.

Li Yi waved away the last trace of the atmosphere in his hands, then left with Dong Yunshu, and his phone rang just as he returned to the hotel.

【Xi'er】

"Hello."

Li Yi answered the phone without thinking too much, and Dong Yunshu looked at him quietly, wondering what was going on in his mind.

[Husband, happy new year. 】

At this time, Dong Yunshu suddenly leaned over, not disturbing his phone call but sticking very tightly. Li Yi's soft and gentle body hugged Li Yi from the right side, and her cheeks were almost pressed together.

Li Yi pushed her and said, "Don't make trouble."

【Husband, what's the matter? 】

"nothing."

While Li Yi was communicating with Wei Xi, he also had to endure the interference from Dong Yunshu. Fortunately, he was very determined, at least there was nothing unusual in his voice.

After chatting for a while, Wei Xi hung up the phone again because of his busy schedule.

As soon as the phone was hung up, Dong Yunshu immediately left Li Yi, as if he was afraid that he would take advantage of him. But in fact, apart from the Dao of Yin and Yang and kissing, basically everything that should be touched has been touched.

At 2 o'clock in the morning, the New Year's Eve dinner ended, many people stayed in the hotel directly due to drinking, and did not drive away until the next day.

The following days returned to calm, and Li Yi lay in bed every day during the New Year, just like usual.

Until the fifth day, Dong Yunshu left a space bag and left.

Li Yi felt a little regretful, although Dong Yunshu didn't let him do other things, it was very comfortable just to hold him while sleeping.

Who doesn't like soft and fragrant and can warm the bed to throw pillows.

A few days later, when the Spring Festival was over, Li Yicai struggled to get up from the bed and called Li Lili to come to him.

He planned to change Li Lili's aptitude without using the Duohua Pill, and he was also preparing for his parents in the future. After all, how to guide an unqualified mortal to practice is his first attempt, and there is always an experimental question for comparison.

Li Lili is the best experimental subject. After her success, her practice experience can also be applied to her parents.