The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

In Zhongshu Mansion, the morning light overwhelmed the lights in the room.

A breeze blew in from the window and swept away all the smell of smoke, leaving only a faint scent of rosewood.

The eyes of two people standing at different peaks are facing each other, and one is the prime minister who is above ten thousand people and shoulders the responsibility of the world. If there is no such thing as reincarnation, he can be said to be a person standing at the pinnacle, above ten thousand people. Although he is not as good as the ancient princes and emperors, he is not far behind.

And Li Yi is the pinnacle of mighty power, the largest black hole in China so far. Everything around him will be distorted, whether it is people, law, society, or power will all be dumped on him.

But such an existence has been hidden behind the scenes from the beginning to the end, as if it doesn't look like Shenzhou has never had any intention of getting involved.

Prime Minister Pan Jun used to be most wary of living immortals. The Zhenguo level is extremely powerful, but there are still existences in the world that can contain them. This is very important. Even if the government will not fight against the Zhen Guo-level, and even assist the other party to surpass other monks, it still does not want the Zhen-Guo-level to be completely detached.

A thing that no one can check and balance is frightening, and with the despicable nature of human nature, without shackles, it is inevitable to act recklessly.

The above is what he used to think, and now he finds that he is wrong. People have subjective initiative, and they cannot use a kind of rationality that is biased towards conjecture to guess anyone.

Prime Minister Pan Jun was stunned for a while, and gradually calmed down, without too many surprises and surprises on his face.

"Immortal, it's not the right time for you to come."

"Really? Then I'll go."

As soon as the words fell, the young man sitting directly opposite disappeared in a trance, like a wind that came in and was going to leave after all, no one stopped when it came, and no one came when it left.

Puzzling.

Even Prime Minister Pan Jun, who had seen the world, was stunned by a sudden move. But he didn't show any annoyance or regret, just smiled helplessly.

"It's really an unpredictable fairy. It would be great if all the practitioners in the world were like this."

Practitioners pay attention to self-cultivation and self-cultivation, but they are more about self-cultivation and self-cultivation, and they are the only ones. Most of them disdain to bully mortals, but their authority must and will crush mortals, crushing mortals to pieces.

Just like Heiyang Prefecture, which has been reduced to the world of Zongmen. From the original 60% poverty rate, more than 100,000 people starve to death every year, and now basically most people can have enough food and clothing. Those gangsters who were rampant in drug trafficking, and those bureaucrats who made money by traitors, were all killed.

The social order returned under the power of the monks, as if a god had redeemed the world.

But Prime Minister Pan Jun didn't want this scene to happen to the people of Shenzhou, because they were already in a prosperous age and didn't need God to save them.

"It seems that you are really not afraid of death."

The Taoist man in white suddenly appeared on Prime Minister Pan Jun's right hand again, leaning slightly to look at him, those dark and deep eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

"Do you think the formation here can protect you from death, or do you think the jade pendant on your body can resist all attacks? The magic weapon that can resist the Golden Core Stage is for the Golden Core Stage, and it will take some hands and feet at most for you to use it."

"It's like this when you meet people with better means."

Li Yi stretched out his hand and grabbed Prime Minister Pan Jun's shoulder directly, and the magic weapon for protection did not respond at all.

"It's nothing but fiction."

"People like you are a minority in the world." Prime Minister Pan Jun didn't feel too much surprise or even fear in the face of this scene.

"Since you are not afraid of death, then why did you put Zhao Si..." Li Yigang wanted to ask about Zhao Si, when suddenly a ray of understanding came to his mind.

"You didn't tune it."

"Your methods are daunting." Prime Minister Pan Jun expressed admiration.

The government has always speculated that immortals can know cause and effect, many things do not require much thinking, and the answer can be obtained just by understanding the world. Now it seems that the speculation has been verified, and the immortal does have the ability to understand cause and effect and distinguish right from wrong.

He explained frankly: "The government wants to gamble on both sides and use Zhao Si to test your attitude. If you make a move, we can enjoy the benefits. If you don't make a move, we can negotiate a compromise with those people."

"It's nothing more than maintaining stability. Whoever makes trouble will benefit. You can make the government both profit and famous, and you don't need to pay too much."

There is no evasion in explaining this way, and it doesn't look like an official frankly. It was not an order from the prime minister himself to transfer Zhao Si to participate in this incident, but it cannot be said that it has nothing to do with him at all, after all, he is sitting in this position.

What Li Yi didn't expect was that the other party admitted it frankly, instead of thinking about picking himself out.

He sized up the thin middle-aged man in front of him, and commented: "You have a good reputation and a bad reputation, and you, the prime minister, have become a daughter-in-law."

Faced with such an evaluation, Prime Minister Pan Jun was stunned for a moment, but then he thought it was true.

He is like a daughter-in-law, with parents-in-law and children, and a group of husbands in the middle. He has to take care of mortals, monks, Shangqing Palace, Zongmen, and even factions within the Six Ministries.

"There are still a bunch of people vying to be this daughter-in-law, but it's a pity they can't manage the family well."

Prime Minister Pan Jun made fun of himself, then straightened his body, and repeated solemnly:

"You didn't come at the right time. You will only be caught in the rush again when you enter the game. They will fear your name and your power, but in the final analysis, they fear power instead of virtue. People die for money, birds die for food, this You should know one thing."

Some people pin their hopes on the immortals, and even think that as long as the other party speaks, the world will not dare to move. But Prime Minister Pan Jun felt that they thought too well, but also thought too badly of those practitioners.

Spiritual Qi is the root. The White Lotus Riot, the blood-red thyroid disease, and the rest of the many terrorist attacks are all extensions of the Spiritual Vein War. Although the upper limit was only in the foundation building period, there were still countless monks who faced the army without fear and used all means to seize the spiritual veins.

Monks have never been an easy group to submit to.

"You are a fairy. As the strongest person, you can do nothing if you don't make a move. If you make a move, you must strike the world with one blow."

Prime Minister Pan Jun didn't think that the immortal's action would make things go smoothly. On the contrary, he felt that the other party's prestige would become an obstacle. The words may be harsh, but he must take this opportunity to dismantle all the mines of the public version of the practice method.

"There are those who cooperate with the government in the Zongmen, those who have nothing to do with themselves, and those who protest. Not all monks strive for profit by killing people. There are also those like you who think about ordinary people. I hope that there will be more such people in Shenzhou. It is better to have more friends than enemies."

"And you can use me as a touchstone, after I fail."

This is the second point that Prime Minister Pan Jun does not want the immortal to appear at this time. The other party has become an invisible barrier for the people of Shenzhou, and he does not want the other party to lose his unparalleled reputation. It may be irresponsible to entrust the hundreds of millions of people in China to one person, but at present this is the best way.

Li Yi raised his brows slightly and said, "You can be more vulgar, there is no need to hold everything on your body, can your shoulders bear it?"

He saw similar figures from this prime minister, it was Yun Shu, He Kun, and Jianzong. These people have a bad problem, that is, they always want to carry a weight that does not match it, and they are crushed to pieces in the end.

This is a "cancer" for which there is no cure.

"There must be someone who is extraordinary." Prime Minister Pan Jun lowered his head slightly. His phone rang again, and the word "daughter" flashed on the cracked screen. This time he turned off the phone.

He clenched his fists tightly, his body weighing more than a hundred kilograms seemed to be bearing the weight of the whole world.

"Throughout the history of the practice world, mortals are as weak as floating in the sea. I don't know how long a mortal government like me can exist? I don't know how long a society ruled by law can last? I don't know my next generation, the next generation Will you shout out the law of the jungle?"

The three sentences are not clear, it is the hesitation about the future, and the helplessness after watching the history of the practice world.

"Governments, aristocratic families, high-ranking officials, etc. don't care about these, because they firmly believe that they are the one who accepts the kneeling."

Pan Jun was born in the most prosperous era of China, and was active in the most turbulent era of China. What he studied was anti-princess and feudalism, and what he witnessed was the begging and begging of mortals to those who practiced. In front of him is a world in turmoil, behind him is a peaceful society, and he is the rotten log in the middle.

"Before I was a prime minister, before I was a regional leader... I was still a father and a grandfather. I don't want my daughter to tell my grandson many years later, child, you can't practice, you are a waste, you have to kneel down. "

He is different from others, he never wants to get anything from Li Yi or use him to achieve some purpose.

He loved the land, that's all.

"My meager body will be buried in the ground sooner or later, but the people of China will stand on this land forever."

Li Yi took a deep look at him, then patted him on the shoulder three times, with no pressure.

He said so with certainty:

"This is transcendence, you are Mr. Pan Jun, a powerful man."

The Taoist walked away leisurely with his hands behind his back, the wall and formation were useless to him, and just like that, they disappeared under the morning light and the gradually recovering city.

Then a voice floated like the wind.

"And those people are mortal."

Originally, Li Yi was still thinking about how to solve this matter, or let Xiaoqi handle it. After all, he is only one person, and now it is a peaceful age, so he can't kill him over and over again like he did in Jianzong. And in the final analysis, this is a matter that belongs to the government and the whole society, and only the few causes and effects belong to oneself.

He can control or ignore the indirect framing. If the government uses this to make him take action, maybe he will beat the government even if he doesn't like it.

The mediocre people regard Li Yi as a machine that obeys cause and effect, thinking that as long as he has cause and effect, he will definitely rush out to kill. Perhaps it is the impression given to the world by "Da Lei Yin Shu" and "Tong Xuan Shu" that he is perfect and a great sage, but on the contrary, he always pins himself on himself to save suffering.

That's why Li Yi said he didn't look like himself, and those autobiographies didn't look like himself.

There are trillions of people in this world, and millions die every day. When encountering a car accident on the road, he will help to raise his hand, and when he sees an elderly person falling, he will also help him. He will not take the initiative to run over to help someone who is too far away from him.

So Li Yi doesn't have their bad habits, and he never takes things that he can't afford.

As for cause and effect, he thinks that if he kills today, he will not live tomorrow, and if he does not want to kill today, no one can force him, and he can even ignore cause and effect.

Ordinary people are afraid of consequences, and those who talk about cause and effect are just vulgar people. Because they can't bear the consequences, but Li Yi can bear all the causes and effects, so he acts according to his preferences.

And now it is confirming that sentence, the world is the world of the world, and when people need heroes, there will always be someone who will stand up regardless of their own safety. Instead of thinking about yourself, you will only pin your hopes on yourself.

Even if the common people know how to rely on themselves, some people just wait for food.

Yangshen returned to the flesh Li Yi sat at a roadside stall and yelled at the boss: "Boss, why are the rice rolls still not ready?"

"I'm coming."

Just as Li Yi was eating rice rolls, a sudden sense of heaven and man brought a little enlightenment to his heart, and he couldn't help but look towards the sky.

His original purpose was to let Xiaoqi take care of it, but for some reason, the other party was obviously not in Tiandu, not even in Zhoudi. Now Li Yi knew where the other party had gone, and ran out of Shenzhou early.

"It's a little worse than others, Xiaoqi, you are inferior."

——

To the west of Luzon, outside of Shenzhou, on a barren island, there is a vast ocean when the tide is high, and there are only a few reefs left when the tide is low.

A series of floating figures tapped their toes lightly on the top of the stone. They were men and women, old and young, with knives, swords, or bare hands.

The turbulent waves rushed over, even if there were tons of seawater, they couldn't get within arm's length of them.

The leader standing at the front had a majestic breath and took a slight step. The surrounding sea was instantly shaken and the huge waves were more than ten meters high. He raised his head and looked at the clouds, and said with a loud voice:

"Fellow Daoist has chased this far, isn't it enough? There is no grievance, no enmity, and no cause and effect between you and me. It's just killing a few mortals. As for such a big fight?"

There was no response above the clouds, only the glimpse of the breath made people tremble with fear.

The leader continued: "We only use money to do things. We just killed a few people. We never thought of taking a penny from Shenzhou. If you want to settle accounts, you should go to those sects, not like now. Such a dead hold on to us."

For 10 days, they were kicked out of Shenzhou like a dog, and then they were chased all the way, and the killers even came here to take people's lives without mercy. The other party seemed to want to kill them all, biting them tightly.

After a while, there was no answer, only Yuan Cheng's suffocating depressive feeling was left.

There was a flash of inspiration in the eyes of the leader, and his tone became fierce: "Since the Taoist friends are going to do a game, then we will accompany you to the end!"

There were a total of 13 of them in a group, and each of them occupied a different position, and the spiritual light flickered under their feet, and the lights extended out of thin air. The dense array spreads, forming eight directions, forming four images, and forming an array.

Formation is the uncrowned king of multiplayer fighting in fighting methods. Through formation, the power of monks can be integrated together, and the combination of the two can exert a huge power.

It can not only win more with less, but also attack less with more.

There is a reason why every monk is required to learn the three-art alchemy array for monks.

The clouds rolled, and a figure slowly descended from the nine heavens, with a blue Taoist robe, a handsome face, and frosty eyes.

When the Taoist entered the formation, the entire formation was turned upside down in an instant. The thick clouds in the sky fell and washed away not rain, but tens of millions of talismans.

When everyone came back to their senses, the entire formation had already fallen into the opponent's hands.

Taoist Qingxuan looked down at them with compassion, and said in a calm voice: "You have been brewing for so long, is this all?"

He originally wanted to take the opportunity to eradicate some mice hidden in the dark, and also made the government determined to promote Changchun Gong. In order to avoid those so-called factional disputes, which will eventually delay the great event of the fairy.

However, Qingxuan suddenly changed his mind temporarily. He felt that the reputation of the immortal head was more important than the plan of Shangqing Palace. Changchun Gong must be promoted, but there is no rush. These mice who have ruined the reputation of immortals have escaped, and it is as difficult as heaven to dig them out again.

"Fellow Daoist, what is the cause and effect of my waiting with you, and why are you so aggressive." The leader was so regretful that his intestines were green at this time, he thought it was a simple job, but he didn't expect to meet such a lunatic.

Their foundation is not in Shenzhou, and if they run immediately after killing someone, no one will chase them. It is also those sects who pay for murder, not killers like them who came from afar.

"A fairy is like my father, what should I do if I scold my father to my son?"

"." The leader stared wide-eyed, looked at the other person's face and subconsciously said, "It's not like that."

He naturally knew the famous living immortal in the Immortal Dao, but he had never heard that the other party had descendants. Moreover, according to the images circulated in Da Lei Yinshu, Li Changsheng has nothing to do with the Taoist in front of him, at least they don't have any similarities in appearance.

As soon as the words were finished, the sea water was boiling with the falling talismans, and the leader fell silent in an instant.

The murderous look on Qingxuan's face became even stronger, and he said, "I should kill you."