The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

Big Vine Mountain.

Lu Haochu, Zhao Si and a Jindan elder from the Shangqing Palace arrived here again by helicopter, preparing for the fifth meeting.

"Old Lu, how long will the negotiation last?" Zhao Si asked.

"The talk is over." Lu Haochu paused and said in a low voice: "At present, we both know what the other party wants, but the two sides are unwilling to make more concessions. From my experience, either the stalemate lasts for a long time, or suddenly fight."

Although the two sides did not talk about the death due to practicing Changchun Kung Fu from the beginning to the end, but every word is inseparable from this matter.

Negotiations will always be useful, the number of deaths is gradually decreasing with their negotiations, and now no one has died because of practice. During this period of time, Lu Haochu seemed to have returned to 5 years ago, when the government had a series of negotiations with practitioners, including how to persuade the other party to maintain the legal order on the surface.

For example, not all mortals are good people, and it is impossible for a monk to put a sign on his head telling others not to mess with him. It is inevitable that some old people will blame the monks, and then the monks will kill them, which will lead to a series of vicious incidents.

What the government needed to do at that time was to teach these powerful monks how not to get their hands dirty, how to use legal channels, and even how to order the government. Instead of drawing a sword to kill people immediately when something happens, and then leave in a hurry after killing people, and finally have the government wipe their ass.

But now the situation is very different, it is no longer the government to ask these practitioners, but to negotiate and negotiate on an equal footing. But the monks obviously didn't correct their attitude, and they still looked aloof when facing the government.

It is true that the government does not have overwhelming power, but it is no longer the soft persimmon that anyone could kick.

"Of course, it is not ruled out that people in the temple make concessions. It is said that some people suggested that the lower-grade spirit veins should be given up."

"Fuck, this is too embarrassing."

Zhao Si cursed secretly, and said indignantly: "They killed our people, threatened them with murder, and even gave them concessions. Isn't this a loss of power and humiliation of the country?"

Although the government's promotion of the public version of the practice method has caused great controversy, even local practitioners do not support it. After all, the benefits are there. If the people absorb more aura, they will absorb less. Too many practitioners will also weaken their special status from the side.

But Zhao Si, who became a monk halfway and was influenced by Li Yi's education, didn't think so, and even hated the behavior of such vested interests.

Reiki is born from heaven and earth, and all beings in heaven and earth have the right to absorb it. Leaving aside the existence of spirit veins that physically exist in the territory, it would be too much to monopolize something like air like spirit energy.

The most important thing is that this undoubtedly hindered Yi Ge's great event of becoming a Taoist ancestor. He Zhao Si firmly focused on the interests of immortals and would not waver!

"Damn it, if it wasn't for Brother Yi not wanting to meddle too much, otherwise they'd be able to jump in some round."

Lu Haochu shook his head and said: "You're going to make it difficult for that one, regardless of whether he wants to move or not. The spread rate of your current Changchun Gong is not to mention that 700 or 800 million people have practiced it, and at least 10 million people have practiced it. So With many people scattered throughout the region, who can protect them?"

"Furthermore, Changchun Gong generally has an exemption requirement, and any problems in practice cannot be blamed on the editor, creator, or publisher."

The last sentence was just the government's own excuse, and Lu Haochu also felt it was very nonsense. This series of things has nothing to do with immortals, but it has something to do with the government and the whole society.

This is not a simple death due to the practice of exercises, but a challenge to the entire social order by some people, purposefully carrying out indiscriminate murder.

"Aggrieved, too aggrieved."

Zhao Si still yelled with some dissatisfaction, but he quickly controlled his emotions before approaching the negotiation site.

Although I am very disgusted with this fucking thing, I still have a good life. There is no way to let these guys go to hell now, and he will settle accounts later when he has strength.

If you still don't have that strength in the future, then frantically report to Brother Yi.

The negotiation site is still set in an open space on the hillside. There is not even a decent table and chairs here, and the two sides just stand in the open space to exchange views with each other.

Taoist Xuantian has never studied modern diplomacy-related disciplines, and he obviously has no spirit of negotiation. He still said frankly like the previous few times: "Aura is the root of monks, and spiritual veins are the root of sects. Both are indispensable. If the government is willing to give us a few spiritual veins, we are willing to provide any help."

"I will be responsible for reporting this to the temple." Lu Haochu smiled, and then he followed the earphones and asked: "As for the recent death cases, we would like to entrust you to investigate. Life in modern society Guan Tian, ​​as long as the person dies, the nature of the person will become different."

In the beginning, Lu Haochu had a negotiator with him, but because this expert was a mortal, the people in the sect didn't even bother to talk to him. In many cases, the atmosphere becomes stiff and the talks cannot go on, so negotiators have turned to command behind the scenes.

But even so, the atmosphere is still very stiff, because the two sides have very few bargaining chips.

The government still keeps the red line of the spirit vein, and can only increase the number of spirit stones but not press the spirit vein. The Zongmen insisted on holding on to the spirit veins, no matter how many spirit stones were added, it would not waver, but instead attracted some casual cultivators who were not involved in this incident to stand on the side of the government.

But the problem is still not resolved, and the damage to Changchun Gong's reputation continues.

Taoist Xuantian closed his eyes slightly, and muttered something in his mouth: "Aura is the root of monks, and spiritual veins are the root of sects."

Anyway, they had plenty of time, so as long as the immortal didn't speak, they wouldn't let him go. And until now, the living immortals have not come forward, which shows that the immortals are also on the side of their monks, and they don't want to see the government completely monopolize the aura.

Changchun Kung Fu might just be spread by the government without permission, and the fact that the Living Immortal didn't show up gave the many sects who were already nervous all of a sudden a lot of confidence.

Although it is impossible for him to listen to all the sects when he comes forward, after all, the sect is a lovely sect but not all people from the age of immortals, but it is better than facing the majesty of the living immortals. For example, Taoist Xuantian has recently recruited some middle-of-the-road factions, and they want to come in and share a piece of the pie as soon as they see opportunities.

Although Taoist Xuantian was annoyed by the sloppy temperament of these people, he still had no choice but to win them over. The more people there are, the more bargaining chips you have in negotiating, and the higher the chance of getting a spiritual pulse.

He is very clear about what he is doing, and he also understands that the promotion of Changchun Gong is inevitable. Now the attitude of the town and country level is ambiguous, and the living immortals have not expressed their position, so they can fish in troubled waters. Perhaps those supernatural beings are waiting for an opportunity, and when the time comes, all changes will come like a flood.

Who doesn't know the relationship between living immortals and other gods in Shenzhou, and even sword immortals are related to immortals.

There are many considerations for them, but in the end it is nothing more than a gamble.

It's a pity that those who live in the age of immortals are unwilling to gamble. It is understandable for the likes of the Qing Palace on the Moon Palace, after all, the immortals are directly related to the forces. But why are big sects like Huolingzong and Tianji Pavilion still timid, and kick themselves out in fright as soon as they come to talk to them about this matter.

"The Spirit Vein Temple is already talking, before that we should lower the death rate."

"Spiritual energy is the root of monks, and spiritual veins are the root of sects."

Are these cultivators all repeaters?

Lu Haochu cursed inwardly, now he must either give in or turn his back on him.

[Group Lu, issue an ultimatum, there is no need to negotiate. 】

Lu Haochu was stunned by the sudden order from the earphones, how stubborn is the temple? According to his news channel, many people above proposed to use Huang Pin Lingmai to open the way.

But finally he didn't have to swallow his anger anymore, he looked up at Taoist Xuantian with a calm face again, and asked: "Final warning, if you are still stubborn, we will take necessary countermeasures."

"Spiritual Qi is the root of monks, and spiritual veins are the root of the sect." Taoist Xuantian still said that.

Seeing that the other party still had such an attitude, Lu Haochu didn't care about etiquette any more, and said with a sneer: "According to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the maximum penalty for buying a murderer is death. Don't think that we don't know, and don't think that we can't touch you."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left. Taoist Xuantian frowned slightly and felt offended. As soon as he raised his hand, the elder Jin Dan of Shangqing Palace who had been silent all this time opened his eyes slightly.

A golden light flew out and hit him, although it didn't cause any damage, but Taoist Xuantian didn't dare to make any more moves.

He is not much weaker than this Shangqing Palace Jindan, but at this time, he can't act rashly, because if he does it on the surface, he will only fall into the trap of the opponent.

After boarding the helicopter and leaving, Lu Haochu wiped off his sweat and thanked the Jindan Elder, "Master, thank you for saving my life."

Elder Jin Dan smiled and shook his head, this was his duty.

Zhao Si next to him gave a thumbs up and said, "Okay, Lao Lu, pointing at Jin Danqi's face and scolding your mother, I would like to call you the number one foundation builder in Shenzhou."

"If you don't scold him, my heart will not be at ease." Lu Haochu breathed out a foul breath, and his whole body was very refreshing.

He sort of understands why so many practitioners don't like to work in the government. Some of them must have an awkward self-esteem that doesn't want to work for mortals. But it is more subject to people's constant rebellion against their original intentions, and their mood will go wrong for a long time.

"By the way, Lao Lu, have you received any news? Why are you so stubborn all of a sudden?" Zhao Si asked.

He understood Lu Haochu's temper. Apart from some bad tastes, he was very knowledgeable about current affairs and would not act emotionally.

"The higher-ups said that an ultimatum was issued, so I think it's time to fight."

As soon as Lu Hao finished speaking, his eyes reflected fiery red meteors in the sky, and then an unparalleled coercion fell from the sky, like a mountain pressing down.

A bronze tripod descended from the sky, instantly covering the entire mountain.

"Fucking green cauldron?!"

Qingding, the full name of which is Qingzhou Ding, is one of the most important weapons in the country.

On weekdays, it is placed in the largest spiritual vein in Qingzhou to suppress luck and resist foreign enemies, and prevent the spiritual vein from falling into the hands of others. Once Jiuding is taken out, it means that the government will go all out, but is it time to go all out now?

They still have Taoist Qingxuan who didn't make a move? And the living immortal didn't make a move?

"This prime minister is so courageous, and he is so generous when he makes a move." Elder Jin Dan narrowed his eyes slightly, and he saw a figure on the top of the mountain shrouded by the nine tripods trying to escape with all his strength.

How can it be so easy to break through the country's most important weapon that can carry the luck of a state and carry the supreme spiritual power? But there is no way to kill a Jindan with this alone. Could it be that you want him to go in and fight?

The Shangqing Palace has an appointment with the government, and they can get as much power as they help. Now it seems that the government has given up

Suddenly his expression changed slightly, and he raised his hand. An oval barrier opened up and wrapped the helicopter in it in an instant.

"Close your eyes and protect your eyes and ears with spiritual power."

"Old Lu is not right! Very wrong!"

Zhao Si was trembling under the effect of the induction between heaven and man, while Lu Haochu had obeyed the elder's order and closed his eyes. When the two closed their eyes and protected their eyes and ears with aura, the whole world trembled in the next second.

At an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, the silver-white sharp sword dragged the flames and arrived thousands of miles away at a speed of Mach 20 in an instant.

Surpassing all the shield techniques in the world today, only the teleportation technique can match it.

It broke through the clouds, plunged vertically toward the ground, and its speed skyrocketed again, accelerating! accelerate! Speed ​​up!

In the big rattan mountain under the suppression of Jiuding, a small number of reincarnated disciples who were still unwilling to follow the government's advice to leave looked up at the sky, only the silver white sword remained in their eyes.

But Taoist Xuantian tried his best to hit Jiuding, he had long lost his former calmness, only the madness to survive.

Nuclear weapons are his last consideration for mortals, and he has become more and more indifferent to this kind of scruple after Jindan. His target is small and moves fast, even as long as he runs to a densely populated place, the opponent will not dare to attack.

There are too many methods for monks to avoid harm, and nuclear weapons are just empty destructive fireballs.

The silver-white sharp sword pierced into this cage-like space without hindrance, Taoist Xuantian tried his best to bombard the nuclear warhead. He has read some modern scientific knowledge, and he knows that the trigger of a nuclear bomb is extremely strict, as long as it is cut in half, there is a high probability that it will not explode.

A little white light lit up, everything around began to collapse, and all Taoism was slapped by the invisible big hand called Shockwave.

He is just a golden core, so how can he face the dragon's voice of a mortal.

boom! ! !

The flames engulfed everything, and there was no mushroom cloud formed under the internalized space of Jiuding, but the high temperature of 100 million degrees Celsius burned everything like the real flame of the sun.

one second, two seconds, three seconds

The light gradually weakened. Lu Haochu opened his eyes and touched his body. He didn't suffer any harm. It seemed that there was only a burst of light just now, and then there was no more sound.

It was as if watching a nuclear explosion through a screen, and there was no movement other than the light.

He said with disbelief: "I just faced the nuclear explosion with my mother's face? Fuck! Are those masters in the temple crazy? They are so ruthless, and this place is less than 30 kilometers away from the city."

"Putting nuclear bombs on our own land, we have opened reservoirs in the past, and this is the first time to beat people!"

Zhao Si and Lu Haochu looked up at each other and saw the shock in their eyes. They realized that the government was about to use a knife, and a nuclear bomb would fly over in the next second.

When were those officials so brave? Aren't you afraid of taking responsibility if you don't make it right?

Just when they were shocked, flashes of white light came from the sky again, as if there were still nuclear bombs exploding in different places.

——

In Donghai City, in a luxurious courtyard, a bronze tripod descended from the sky and sucked everyone inside into the internalization space.

An old man sat cross-legged in it, opened his cloudy eyes, and found that there was not much panic on the face of the unfamiliar courtyard.

"What is the virtue of this old man? How can the government spend tens of thousands of spirit stones to punish him? If you give this spirit stone to this old man, this old man will immediately withdraw from Shenzhou."

No one responded, the old man raised his hand and punched the invisible barrier, causing the entire space to tremble.

"Don't use your so-called nuclear bomb to attack here, the old man is sure to bring the explosion to Donghai City."

boom! ! ! !

Pedestrians or vehicles near the courtyard suddenly heard an explosion. When they looked up along the source of the sound, they did not see any fire or unusual places.

An old man suddenly appeared in a narrow alley. He was covered in pitch black, blood was spitting from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of fierce light.

"Good! Good! A mere mortal, enough courage!"

——

Jingzhou, somewhere in the primeval forest.

The plane hovered in the sky like a black eagle. A well-armed and well-equipped soldier slipped down a zipline. The building hidden in the forest below had been blown to pieces.

At this time, the flying sword happened to fly across the sky, directly attacking the black armed helicopter group and the heavily armed special forces. Accompanied by a crisp impact sound, a piece of black iron knocked down the flying sword.

The little cultivator hiding in the forest widened his eyes, and saw 10 special forces forming a small group, and a huge black iron block was suspended in front of each small group.

They hold firearms, have self-cultivation, and step on formations, and the extremely hard and heavy iron block is their shield and weapon.

Official monks never pay attention to whether they look good or not, and whether the talisman does not conform to the rules of the practice world, they only pay attention to a practicality.

It is impossible for each person to configure a magic weapon, but ten people controlling a magic weapon not only lowers the price, but also exerts better effects.

"Seventh Squad suppressed."

"Sixth Squad suppressed."

"The suppression of the first team is complete"

"Team 2 Spots Target, Spots Target"

With the sudden stop of the communication, a roar spread throughout the dense forest, and an incomparable breath erupted from the depths of the dense forest.

"Mice!"

A golden light swept down, and the three monks turned into minced meat on the spot, and the indestructible block of black iron was also crushed into rubble.

The burly Golden Core cultivator soared into the air, and then a bronze crown came crashing down from a distance.

——

The day and week were in complete chaos, and all kinds of mysterious and mysterious scenes that were rarely seen in the past sprung up like mushrooms after rain. Some people fly into the sky in the daytime, some bronze tripods stand in the sky, and some people have a great sun on the ground

The sects and casual cultivators who had negotiated with the government before were suddenly attacked by the government frantically. The swift and violent actions caught everyone off guard. The entire cultivation world was in a state of bewilderment on this day, and all the monks either threw themselves into the battle or found a place to hide.

The latter are not in the minority, and it can even be said that they account for the majority.

On a certain cliff, three reincarnated people drank coke together, chatted and argued with each other, and ignored the turbulent situation outside.

"The ancestor of your family also participated?"

"Hey, I can't be persuaded. If you want to die, let him go. He was living a good life, receiving the government's salary every day. I don't want to go crazy with him. It doesn't matter if he dies. I don't like him a long time ago."

"Hahaha me too, I can't talk to those old things if there is a generation gap."

"The immortal didn't say a word, so he jumped out in a hurry, didn't he die? He was still angry hahaha, their anger was just fighting for power. Killing a few mortals really made themselves a hero."

"Don't say it's the immortal who didn't say anything, I don't have the guts to ask me to rob him. But this mortal government is really capable, maybe it can be settled by itself."

"Let's fight, let's fight, anyway, there are immortals who have the bottom line. His old man has a knife mouth and a tofu heart, so he will take care of it if something happens."

"Shh! What kind of knife mouth is so hot?"

The three chatted with each other one sentence at a time, clinking glass cups filled with Coke from time to time, and repeatedly praised how good the world is, and all kinds of food are extremely plentiful.

And a person was tied to a tree stump not far away. This person was wearing a khaki Taoist robe, his facial features were bruised and swollen, and his consciousness was still vague.

This is the comrade who just came to persuade them not to become angry, and was beaten to the ground by them.

It is true that my own style of conduct is not as ruthless as these people, but if I really fight, I will screw their heads off, so that they can understand what is the magic method of reaching the peak.

As for this incident, they will not get involved, neither the government nor those who jumped out to make trouble are not in support. Besides, this is also an opportunity for the government to prove itself. If everything depends on the powerful monks, what face do they have to talk about co-governance between immortals and mortals.

Whoever has merit has the right, and mortals who want the right to speak must take some action. Otherwise, the government of Qidi will be completely attached to the sword fairy, or be swept away by flying generals like Qindi.

Although their fairyland is very peaceful, it doesn't mean they are fools.