The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

World Fighting Championships.

Hearing the news again, Li Yi raised his attention a little bit, took out his phone and swiped it, and as expected, he soon saw the video about this so-called fighting competition.

Five billion worth of gold, this is an astronomical sum for mortals. Even those top tycoons are not rich enough not to take five billion in their eyes.

This is real cash flow, and it is also the most valuable gold.

Li Lili leaned over to look at the bonus inside, and said in an amazed tone: "This is five billion gold. If you specify me to put it in the bank for interest, then I will be soft on the interest."

"The current annualized rate is 0.35%, and some banks' large deposits can reach 4%. Five billion is put in the bank, and the interest for one year is..."

Li Lili is an accountant with a related major, and unconsciously began to pinch her fingers, imagining how much money she could make a day if she put five billion in the bank.

"The annual interest is at least 20 million! Oh - if you win this, you will live a lifetime of glory and wealth."

The next second a fist hit his forehead, pulling her back to the real world.

"I have time to think about this, have you finished your homework today?"

Li Yi really didn't feel much about five billion, he didn't need money at all. For example, it takes money to eat, and it takes money to buy small items of interest online, and the money Weixi gave him in the millions is enough.

"Oh." Li Lili didn't dare to talk back, and started today's homework aggrieved.

Although he is now fully able to meditate and practice qi as he imagined, he is still in the stage of qi training, and his body still needs to be tempered. In Li Yi's words, at least one who is as strong as a bull and a tiger can be considered qualified.

Before reaching the Nascent Soul, the body is always the biggest asset of a monk, the stronger the body, the smoother the road. The so-called foundation lies in the flesh, and understanding the world is a matter of Nascent Soul transforming into a god.

The movements that Li Lili is now completely familiar with no longer need Li Yi's assistance, and she keeps talking while practicing.

"Brother, what do you think if I go to participate in this competition after I build my foundation? Can I win the championship? It's five billion, and the interest of putting it in the bank is tens of millions every year."

"You'll be beaten until you cry."

"..."

This answer made Li Lili silent for more than ten minutes, and then asked: "Is there such a competition between monks?"

"Yes, and a lot." Li Yi took a sip of hot tea, and when he talked about the competition, he couldn't help but think that he also liked to participate in it when he was young.

Just entering the world of practice, he is very curious about everything, so naturally he will not miss the competition. At that time, most of the competitions were of a competitive nature, mainly to encourage monks to fight and make young people work harder in cultivation.

Although practice emphasizes training the mind, they are always a group of aggressive people, especially when facing their peers. With the comparison, it is natural that some people will work hard, so for a while, various competitions were very popular in the practice world. Those sects like to get together and hold various competitions together, and even bring in casual cultivators.

The effect is naturally very significant, and Li Yi also participated in a few games, and he still liked the feeling of everyone cheering at that time.

"Brother, have you participated? Have you met any geniuses? It's the kind of descendants, holy sons, holy women, etc. No, you have only woken up for a year, and you haven't left Hanshui much..."

Li Lili didn't know about the reincarnation, and obviously regarded Li Yi as a monk who had practiced for a year. Regarding these things, Li Yi felt that it was better to have less than one more thing, and it made no difference whether Li Lili knew or didn't know.

At present, her first duty is to cultivate, so that he can create exercises that are more suitable for ordinary people. The current version is still not very good. His ideal state is similar to radio gymnastics, and he can practice with correct movements.

Even if you do it for a lifetime, you may not be able to refine Qi at the first level, but at least you can get in touch with spiritual energy.

"Brother, you can teach me practice now. Are you the kind of particularly powerful monk, a genius monk or something. Before you drew the word "Thunder" for me, you could kill that monster. I was hospitalized and a large group of leaders came to visit. "

Li Lili kept babbling, but Li Yi didn't answer one by one. He leaned out a little, hiding from the shade of the trees and continuing to bask in the sun.

"I'm not interested in that."

After he became a demon, he was hunted down all the time, and later he retreated from the world, so he gradually lost interest in these things. It's not that I didn't like it because I haven't seen it for a long time, it's just that after being born again, I walked in the world and saw too much suffering in the world, so I looked down on this kind of thing.

When the year is famine, the people eat each other.

After the epidemic, ten rooms and nine empty rooms.

These two sentences are the most he has seen in the thousands of years of walking in the world, and many things that people talk about have lost their luster in his eyes. The fame that attracts the attention of thousands of people, the love of a golden boy and a jade girl, etc., are not as shocking as a famine.

The same is true of the Eight Wonders of the World later on. Many people's experiences are very legendary, just like the genius protagonist in Lily's fantasy. Along the way, some of them stirred up the situation in the world, some died at the peak of Yuanying, and some were shot to death by themselves.

Their hearts are extremely proud, but they have never seen the world under their feet, and their hearts are always flying in the sky.

The monk walked for thousands of years in the common world after being trampled down on Wanfo Mountain, Qingxuan also traveled down the mountain for countless years, and the rabbit itself survived in the cracks.

In the end, it is rare to become a god who can fly in the sky without landing.

"I've beaten some geniuses, though."

Li Lili's eyes lit up when she heard the words, and she asked, "Who?"

"A lot, I don't remember."

"How can I not remember." Li Lili looked suspicious, "Brother, did you defeat a young man and use it to lie to me? If I defeat some genius, I will definitely be able to boast for the rest of my life."

"Maybe." Li Yi closed his eyes slightly, his sister still understood him very well on a certain level.

In his eyes, those so-called geniuses are just little guys, and he doesn't even pay attention to the best in the world. For example, what he remembered about Wang Huan was not because of his talent, but more because of his bowl of wontons.

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Black soil state, a football field in a certain city.

At this time, the green lawn of the football field has been replaced with concrete, and a circular arena with a diameter of 50 meters has taken shape. A magic circle that can resist missiles is arranged around it. Naturally, this magic circle is not used to resist attacks from the outside, but to trap the people inside.

This is the home ground of the so-called World Fighter Competition. It looks very simple, but it is enough. This fighting game is not an ornamental show, but built to collect beliefs.

Mu Qiang is human nature, there are people who believe in the champions of competitive competitions, and there are naturally the strongest fighting champions. In order to gain a better name and gain faith, the organizer has already adopted an alias of Martial Arts Conference.

High above the sky, two figures, a man and a woman, stood in the air. In their eyes, the place was shrouded in an indescribable force, mixed with an extremely chaotic and complex atmosphere of law.

Of course, they also felt their breath.

No one knows how the Madonna of the White Lotus did it, but she did prove to everyone that fragments of the Heavenly Dao can create laws and achieve some things beyond common sense. If it weren't for the extremely difficult use of Heavenly Dao fragments and the assistance of a large number of powerful people, it would be almost impossible to use them for fighting skills.

But the two of them paid more attention to this strange game than this.

"Do you think there will be that person's Tao in it?"

The man was wearing a light blue robe, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, he was extremely handsome. A person who has reached the late stage of Jindan, can be said to be a relatively top-notch group of people in today's world.

He stared closely at the aura below, his handsome face was full of tension that he hadn't seen before, and his consciousness kept digging down as if he was looking for something.

"Perhaps, he is so strong that he will definitely leave traces."

The woman nodded slightly, her aura was only at the early stage of Jindan, which was relatively low among reincarnations.

The two came from two different eras, and they met and fell in love with each other in this era.

The man looked down blankly, and said: "If I win his way, is it also a kind of victory? I want to win him, no matter what means I use."

"It's a bit self-deceiving." The woman frowned slightly, looking at her Taoist companion, she suddenly felt very strange. Compared with one of the eight masters of the Immortal Dao Era, he is now more like a crazy madman.

"Fellow Daoist, why do you become so dazed when you involve him?"