The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

Qingxuan thought over and over again, and finally let go of his fist.

The other party has not recovered his cultivation base, and the other party is still in the state of soul that has just been reincarnated. This kind of state is now likely to be 37 points against multiple foundation-building monks, so that Qingxuan, who has been infinitely close to Yuanying's cultivation base, might be knocked out of his wits.

He glanced at Li Yi, only to see that the other party didn't make any movement, still folding the paper man in his hand.

Those paper figurines caught his attention a little bit, the paper has no spirituality at all. It is an ordinary piece of paper itself, but the fairy master cast some kind of magic during the folding process, it seems to be the long-lost Qianjimen's transformation of spirits, but it doesn't seem to be.

Qingxuan was immediately attracted by the simple origami figures, and ignored He Kun.

These origami people can only look very simple on the outside, but they may have endless mysteries when you look closely. Among them, there are thousands of Taoism, and the movement of spiritual energy is like floating foam, layer upon layer, which cannot be seen clearly, and becomes secret again in an instant.

The most astonishing thing is that control, the control over the aura is close to the Tao, and there is no slightest fluctuation.

Between the control spirit and the square inch, the hair stands on the lake and the wind does not move it.

The higher the level of cultivation, the more attention should be paid to returning to the basics, and the specific mapping to the monks is to cultivate all the breath of oneself. A monk who can make a monk who is one level lower than himself cannot perceive its reality, or even notice himself at all, so it can be called perfection.

On the contrary, the greater the movement caused, the more it shows that the academic skills are not good.

After Li Yi finished folding a paper figurine, he turned his head to look at He Kun, and said, "Elder He, how do you see the world today? I don't know how many thousands of years ago, countless strong Tianjiao reincarnated, and now there are Nascent Souls in Taoism. More than a thousand people, and at least two digits of god-transformers."

Hearing this, He Kun's expression became a little solemn, and after thinking for a while, he replied: "Troubled times will arise, the strong will never be subordinate to others, and power will not be excessive peacefully.

Brother Li, you have never stayed in a serious sect, you should have heard of the sword debate among the candidates of the sword master, right? This Shenzhou occupies 70% of the world's spiritual veins. It is a heavenly sword, and whoever gets it can rule the world. And the strong have a fighting spirit, they are mostly top-notch in their respective eras, and they will not succumb to others after reincarnation. "

He Kun paused, and quickly searched for relevant modern knowledge from his memory.

"In modern terms, it is a zero-sum game, especially after Xiandao occupies the entire Shenzhou. Either accept our rules, or overthrow us, these are the two choices."

The main reason for this situation, he believes, is the character of Li Yi and his junior sister. Both of them have very strong personalities, and it is impossible to give up their existing spiritual veins just because the other party has strength, let alone to please cooperation.

If someone is willing to abide by the rules of Immortal Dao, there is no overturning.

Through his memory, he saw a lot of modern and interesting knowledge. The girl who shared his memory with him studied "Regional Security Studies". There are mentions of win-win and zero-sum games, and various arguments are eye-catching.

It includes modern scholars' research on these monks. Many points are very reasonable, but there is only one point that He Kun thinks is completely wrong.

There is no such thing as a win-win between monks, only two wins.

They underestimated the monk's obsession with Taoism and enlightenment.

"Those who can achieve success in cultivation are all people with strong willpower. It is difficult to change their ideas, and it is even more difficult to make them abide by the rules of the immortal way. Brother Li, you can do it because everyone who opposes it is dead. .”

He Kun showed a slight smile, and a chilling murderous aura was hidden under his upright face.

"For me, the relationship between Shenzhou and other people is the relationship between the enemy and the enemy, and it is life and death."

This is the vigor that Qingxuan didn't have when he lived under Li Changsheng's wing. Different times have created different ways of thinking. The era of Shixian is like the society ruled by law in China at this time, and the era of He Kun is the Spring and Autumn Period and Warring States Period.

The two ways of thinking in peace and troubled times can't say who is good and who is bad, but the latter is more able to grasp the dangers of people's hearts, because they have seen it before.

"So it's always good to have more strength. In this life, He Chang's aging spirit is not a problem and he is a swordsman. It is definitely a rare combat power."

Li Yi praised without hesitation, which made He Kun feel comfortable.

This is the recognition of his strength, and it is also the recognition of him by the strongest in the Xiandao era.

With a smile on his face, He Kun said humbly: "Brother Li is over the top, I am worse than my junior sister's sword."

"No, no, hard work can make up for one's weakness. What Elder He lacks is a few powerful magical powers." Li Yi also smiled, lightly and gently.

"I happen to have a few supernatural powers here, which are especially suitable for Elder He. Do you want to learn them?"

Here we come, the immortal will give you supernatural powers!

Qingxuan's spirit was greatly lifted, he was still a little confused at first, did the Taoist priest tolerate this He Kun so much? They all beat around the bush and said that they are immortal father-in-law and brother-in-law, and this is not in line with the style of immortal elders.

He Kun obviously didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, and nodded happily: "Brother Li has a heart, I am very relieved. It is said that you have thousands of supernatural powers, I don't know if it is true, I don't have many requests, just come here Just two or three supernatural powers."

Supernatural powers are the top method, and all sects and sects regard them as treasures, and would rather lose them than leak them. Tianjianzong's swordsmanship must be the best in the world, but other spells are not necessarily the same.

There is no need to worry about supernatural powers, and even learning has benefited a lot.

"Do I want to learn my thunder method? You can transform yourself into a god if you master it, and you can stand alone in the world when you have no time."

"study!"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Kun only felt that the world was turned upside down and he came to an empty space in the blink of an eye, with dark clouds covering his head, and streaks of thunder reflected on his face.

A ray of purple thunder flashed across, and He Kun's originally excited expression froze, and gradually he had some bad premonition.

"Brother Li, are you sure you want to teach me supernatural powers?"

"nature."

Li Changsheng's voice came from all directions.

"When you practiced Taishang Wuji Sword Intent, you should have suffered a lot of injuries. My lightning method is too extreme, and the cultivation process is a bit special. There may be a little pain. Please bear with it."

He Kun expressed his understanding: "There are things in the world that you can get something for nothing. I understand that supernatural powers are difficult to learn."

Boom!

A thunderbolt struck directly at his soul, the pain made him almost cry out.

The soul also has a sensory sensation similar to pain, which is a perception of danger. The pain is more intense than this, and it penetrates deeper into the bone marrow. It's not that He Kun has never been attacked before, but this is the first time he has experienced such a painful sensation.

It's not that his willpower is weak, but that this thunder is exactly like Heaven's Tribulation!

"What's wrong with you Lei?"

With a bang, another thunderbolt fell, completely covering his voice.

The thunderbolts fell continuously as if they were endless, and each one could instantly defeat all the defenses on his body, but fortunately, each thunderbolt was scattered at the touch of a touch, and did not really hit him, but the pain was really painful!

It didn't take long before He Kun couldn't bear it anymore, but he couldn't save face.

"Stop, stop, Brother Li, I...I think it's almost done. I have learned something that needs to be settled."

However, the thunder did not stop, and continued to fall one after another. And He Kun's soul also became more and more vigorous, but for this growth, he can just practice hard for a few months, and there is no need to suffer.

"Li Changsheng! Did your grandmother do it on purpose!?"

Outside, Li Yi looked at the black spots jumping up and down in his palm, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.

Qing Xuan who was next to him could hardly swallow his saliva. If it was a life-and-death fight, no matter how painful it would be, it would be fine, but usually no one would find it uncomfortable for him. Their monks are not disabled and can feel pain, but their tolerance is higher than ordinary people.

"Xianchang, you seem to be very happy." Qingxuan said.

He could feel that the immortal head was becoming more and more human, and more humane than the coldness he had just reincarnated, at least the joy could be seen on his face.

"Why do you say that?"

Li Yi was stunned for a moment, and Qingxuan pointed to his mouth and replied: "You just smiled, but you smiled with joy."

Qingxuan seldom saw such obvious joy from the head of the fairy, as if he was happy to bully He Kun. But this seems a bit too vulgar, and does not conform to the demeanor of the fairy head.

"Yeah?"

He didn't answer any further questions, and continued to fold the paper figurine with his head bowed. He stuck a note in place of long hair to distinguish it from the other paper figurines, and picked up a pen to add a crooked smile to it.

This is Yu Nannan's origami man, breaking away the old and slightly unfamiliar memories.

Li Yi remembered that after Yu Wu'an died, the first thing he saw when he brought his body back to the clan was the girl with beautiful long hair and an innocent and bright smile on her face. Several years later, when Yu Nannan stood in front of her again, she was already a swordsman with a sword.

Cold, dazzling, sharp.

Li Yi also thought of the three brothers of the Zhong family who were naturally connected with each other. He remembered that Qiu Yelong and Shao Shiyan were rough men who were often punished for stealing and drinking.

He remembered that he often took a book to record their daily life, and finally engraved it on a stone tablet. When a hundred years have passed, the inscriptions blown away by the mountain wind and the steles buried in dust.

Li Changsheng can make the stele last forever, but he knows that the dust of the dead is still tiny. Instead of leaving a flashy inscription, it is better to let them pass by with the years, and it is enough for him to remember.

And He Kun made him understand that death is necessary, and it itself is a way.

Li Yi placed all the paper figurines neatly on the table, a total of 8 paper figurines. They are the only reincarnations of the last sword sect, and they were also the best disciples back then.

"Xiao Qi, what do you think is the greatest opportunity for reincarnation?"

Faced with this question, Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and then replied without hesitation: "The heaven and the earth have just opened, the air of the heaven and the earth is clear, and the laws are within reach."

"Your morality has indeed improved because of this, and the late stage of transformation is not a problem." Li Yi nodded slightly, and he never hesitated to praise others for their excellence.

"In fact, Elder He said that my problems have not been corrected, and now it seems that there is no need to correct them for the time being."

Qingxuan was very curious about what this so-called problem was, but soon he was attracted by the origami man on the table, and the ordinary paper man suddenly burst out with amazing spirituality. Thin bodies stood up slowly one by one, and phantoms gradually appeared on top of them.

Li Yi bit his fingertips lightly, and drops of bright red blood fell onto the paper and merged into the phantom.

The first origami figure rises without wind, falls to the ground and ignites a fire, which burns eight feet into flames.

It turned into a woman with long hair, small facial features, and a scar on her right cheek. She looked left and right, and she was not used to the strange things around her.

Yu Nannan.

"My lord."

Li Yi didn't respond to him, but threw out a paper figure again, this time drawing a man with a firm face.

"Daddy?" Yu Nannan's icy expression changed slightly, her voice trembled, revealing a trace of disbelief.

Yu Wu'an said with some uncertainty: "Are you Nan Nan?"

"Um."

Yu Nannan just nodded slightly, and then the two of them didn't move any more. The crying and crying as imagined did not appear, because their hearts were a little numb, and they could only feel the agitation of their emotions from the slightly trembling hands.

Then came the three brothers of the Zhong family, Qiu Yelong and Shao Shiyan, two tall men over two meters tall, and Kang Yuhong in short-haired men's clothes.

In the end, Li Yi released He Kun as well. He was full of anger when he came out, but his anger disappeared instantly when he saw other Jianzong disciples.

He said with a look of disbelief: "How did you do it? Reshape their physical bodies in such a short time. No, it's not reshaping their physical bodies, but it's not too far away."

"It's just a temporary substitute, made with my blood." Li Yi replied, "I told them to show them Taiping."

He Kun slightly frowned and said, "Will this be exhausted by you? After all, you have just helped them stabilize their spirits. Don't be so hasty, we can wait a few more years."

"Do you need to wait? I don't think so."

Li Yi was puzzled at first, then calm and decisive.

Standing up from the chair, the Jianzong disciples who covered the entire room and aisle turned sideways at the same time, forming a human wall extending all the way to the entrance.

He crossed the crowd and came straight to the entrance of the gate, lightly holding the doorknob with his hand.

"Welcome to modern times. This is the Shenzhou Zhou area, the oldest civilization in the world, and my hometown."

With a click, the heavy door opened, and the neon lights outside shone in.

The corridors of the old community are not fully enclosed, only one side is a house, and you can see the sky when you open the door.

To the last swordsman, the sky at night is like a legendary fairyland, exuding colorful brilliance, so dazzling. They were used to seeing mountains of corpses and seas of blood, dead bones by the roadside, and hungry people, and they were speechless for a while.

Li Changsheng once asked them a question, if there is reincarnation, do they still want to live in troubled times?

If there are troubled times, we will.

"Now I'm reincarnated, but this is not a chaotic world. Let's look at the tens of millions of Yaos and Shuns in China, and see the prosperity and peace in this prosperous world. Does it suit your wishes?"

The sky is hidden in the old city in the shadow of high-rise buildings, the people wear silk, iron horse floats flow back and forth, and the lights are like stars, falling all over the sky.

The swordsmen who put down the three-foot green blades submerged in it, washed the killing with the world of mortals, and washed away the evil spirit with fireworks.