The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

In the endless ocean, there is an island that can be submerged halfway up the mountain when the tide rises.

The mountain peaks are like sharp cones, dotted with flowers and plants, and there are many fruit trees. A large number of migratory birds stay and refuse to leave. There are even alligators across the ocean just to come here and snatch an inch of that sand.

And the island in the center is the place where birds and beasts compete. Not for eating, just for killing each other. The circle around the island is purely dead seabirds, which have piled up into mountains, and the ground is covered with feathers.

There is no beast on the mountain, and the caves dug out by one person are located in groups of three or four, and there is one person sitting in each of them.

On the top of the mountain, a little black man with no facial features was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

He was once one of the top executives of the famous White Lotus Club in China, known as the pinnacle of square-inch skills, and currently the only strong man on the surface who can move hundreds of miles in an instant. Part of the reason why the Bailian Club is so difficult to destroy is because of the various space props he gave.

But now the little black man has rehabilitated, and plans to start a new life in the future. He figured out when the reconstruction of the island would be completed, let his subordinates pretend to be a little bit, and then ran to establish diplomatic relations with Shenzhou.

Although at this time all the forces outside Shenzhou offered olive branches to him, he accepted them without hesitation, and gave him a lot of insights in space. But the little black man knows the general situation. He understands that the main road is in China, and everything else is a back road.

As for China, there are no permanent enemies.

What's more, I was very secretive in my work back then, and basically didn't expose my roots. He's the leader, but also the best to get out of.

The little black man dug out a copy of Changchun Gong, and he didn't know how many times he had read this book.

Although the method recorded in it is very simple, and he has thoroughly comprehended it, but he really doesn't understand why such a method can be created? It is very simple to practice, but it makes people sweat profusely when thinking about it.

A pistol can shoot when the trigger is pulled, but it requires a little technology to make it. Changchun's kung fu practice and creation are no less than asking the person who fired the atomic bomb to make the atomic bomb.

"Strange, strange!"

Just as he was sighing, suddenly a ray of waves came from the east, causing the void to vibrate.

On the island, everyone opened their eyes in unison and looked up towards the direction of Shenzhou. They felt a strong yin qi, those who didn't know were puzzled, and those who knew were surprised and happy.

Everyone came out of the cave one after another, gathered on the top of the mountain, and looked into the distance.

The little black man hesitated for a while, and said: "The third time the world has recovered, no, why is there no movement in the spiritual pulse? It stands to reason that the law should move first, followed by the spiritual energy, and finally the flow of the secret realm."

This was the case with the previous two revivals of spiritual energy. In the beginning, the spiritual energy rose first, and then descended to the secret realm. Often, more than ten days before the spiritual energy recovers, people with a little knowledge can detect this change.

This time it's completely upside down.

"Hell comes out first? Could it be that some incredible treasure was born?"

"The last time it was the Heavenly Sword that made the change of the world earlier, the blood-red chaos was largely due to the Heavenly Sword."

"The treasure touches people's hearts. Shall we return to Shenzhou? Even if it is not a treasure, it is a chance to go to Huangquan and its laws of heaven and earth."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was a little moved.

After experiencing so many ups and downs, he was awakened from the scenery of his previous life so early, and returned to the most sober stage. In the past, He Yu led them to avoid the fairy thunder, and later, Master Hei led them all over the world, and finally got this treasured land.

They are not as majestic as sword immortals, and they don't have the blessing of immortality, but they landed smoothly after all.

This time, I was moved again and wanted to return to China. There must be some fantasies about the treasure, but more of it is the desire for the laws of heaven and earth.

The treasure of heaven and earth can only be obtained by the strong, but the laws and dao rhymes revealed by the revival of heaven and earth are available to those who see them, and there is no need for any competition. What's more, Master Hei's escape is first-rate, and there will definitely be a swarm of bees, and the risk factor is very low if they don't grab things.

All of them looked at the little black man.

The little black man saw the desire of everyone, and said: "The way is to fight, and we should seek good luck and avoid harm when we practice. But good luck comes first, and when it is time to fight, we must fight. But I ask everyone first, you should be good to die." Are you ready?"

Someone said: "Every time the world recovers, there will be a gathering of heroes. Then the Immortal Dao of Shenzhou should not have the energy to control us. Could it be that the Immortal Dao of Shenzhou can kill all people?"

"Why not?" The little black man asked rhetorically, and then he asked himself and answered: "Leave aside the ability of the living immortal, the power of the sword immortal is unmatched in the world, and the ability of Qingxuan crossing the world is only one point away from mine. There are opponents, even fighting to the death, I can only say that I am 40% sure."

He had fought against Du Shi before, and it looked like a unilateral crush. But it was only temporary, the little black man felt very hard on the monk, and he could only make the opponent suffer some minor injuries with all his strength. And I am not good at protracted fighting, often I can't get away with a single blow.

The level of cultivation and Taoism does not depend entirely on fighting skills, and the victory or defeat does not depend on the realms or magical powers on paper. But one thing he can confirm is that if he bites the bullet and fights like a fool, he will have a slightly better chance of winning.

"Not to mention that recently there is the Lunar Star Monarch, who returned to Jindan in just one year, and the thunder method is rumored to be only slightly inferior to the living immortal."

After speaking, the little black man turned his attention to He Yu, who was the most normal-looking among them, and the other party noticed that his gaze was a little dazed.

"For example, our little brother He, the subtlety of Taoism is far better than that of everyone here. He is just a mouse with no background in the immortal way. How is the Taoism compared to the Qing Dynasty? Weak, too weak."

He Yu twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, who did he provoke?

But what he said was very reasonable, and he had no room to refute. Although I managed to touch the Nascent Soul in the end, the method I learned was far worse than those of the big sects.

"Therefore, you can have the will to die."

Everyone was at a loss for words, and the little black man turned his head and said: "I will go, but I can't guarantee that I will keep you 100% when those top beings make a move. Everyone has been with me for many years, and I will say my ugly words first." ahead."

Since then, no one has spoken about China.

The little black man is quite satisfied, he will use these people in the future, and the best policy is to convince them with virtue. If you don't take your subordinates to drink soup for such a big opportunity, there will inevitably be complaints in the future.

But he didn't want to take it, because he was afraid that there would be nowhere to run at that time.

And one person can do more things. For example, if there is a chance to grab the treasure, no second person will know. As usual, he can return here to occupy the mountain as king, continue to establish diplomatic relations with Shenzhou and ask for assistance from Lingshi International.

At that time, his place will be the Protectorate of the Oceanic Divine State, and it is best for a mortal government to have such a face.

"Friends of the underworld!"

Suddenly a voice came from afar, and when I turned my head, I saw a thin old man coming from the air, and he was in front of them in a blink of an eye.

The old man's hair was disheveled, his body was wrapped in a rag, his body was covered in mud, and he exuded a billowing yin energy. But the miraculous thing is that there are more yin qi on the body than evil spirits, but it does not appear yin and cold, but reveals the peace of the middle qi.

It can be described as a balance of yin and yang, both internal and external.

The little black man recognized this person, a mysterious existence who practiced in Wangchuan. Even in his time, Wangchuan was an extremely mysterious place, and ordinary people had no way to enter it. He himself had searched for it for a while, but in the end he could not enter the law of Wangchuan.

He showed his rotten teeth, bowed his hands and said, "Friends of the underworld, the situation is urgent, and I have something to ask."

The little black man first saluted, and then asked: "You are not old, what are you talking about?"

"Fellow Daoist should already know about the changes in the world. I don't know if you have any intention of participating? If so, please take the old man along."

The old man's words were quite anxious, he thought it would take some time for his hometown to open. So I took advantage of this time to come to Dayang to find some treasures, but I didn't expect my hometown to open ahead of schedule.

Hurry back now, when you get there, your family may be wiped out.

"No." The little black man said without hesitation. His words caused the rest of the people to look a little weird, but they didn't show it.

"This..." No, the old man didn't expect the other party to answer like that.

"Fellow Daoist, this is a sudden change in the world, there is a great opportunity."

"There is also a big crisis. It's hard to go because there are so many powerful people in the Immortal Dao of Shenzhou."

The four looked at each other, and the old man was an individual, and quickly understood what the other party meant, that he had to pay more.

He couldn't help feeling annoyed that he couldn't control his emotions just now. If you come to invite to accompany you, at most you can add some small gifts. But the other party knew that he belonged to Wang Chuan, so he must be the most anxious to open Wang Chuan this time.

The two of them had no relatives and no reason, so it was only natural that they were slaughtered.

After a while, the little black man said: "Fellow Daoist, I have been fascinated by the Netherworld in my previous life, but I just don't know how to do it."

Black, so black!

Just when the old man was hesitating, a strong evil spirit came from the sky again.

He recognized this breath, it belonged to an ancient saint!

It's too late!

The old man is in a cold sweat right now, he has been buried in Wangchuan for 10,000 years, his life is not very turbulent, but he knows a lot. For example, the Forgotten River is a huge tomb, and there are many terrifying existences buried in it, which are called ancient saints.

And these existences must not be born, otherwise the world will be in chaos.

He is not a righteous person, nor does he have the idea of ​​protecting the world, but he also knows that there will be no eggs in a nest.

Old Man Wukong grabbed a large handful of feathers, the white feathers dissolved into books, and then threw them to the little black man.

"Also ask fellow daoists to use their supernatural powers and send me back to Shenzhou quickly."

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry, I will send you back even if I risk my life."

As soon as the words fell, ripples appeared on the black figure on the little black man's body, and an incomparable momentum erupted, shaking all the birds and beasts down the mountain to death.

And his subordinates rushed down the mountain again and again, not daring to come any closer.

The little black man has always been the customer is God, since the other party has paid, he will naturally try his best to burn some blood.

A group of black shadows enveloped the mountain, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving only the half of the mountain that was cut off.

As soon as the screen changed, two figures suddenly appeared above the Eastern Sea of ​​Shenzhou.

"Thousands of miles in a blink of an eye, Taoist friends are also great supernatural powers. The old man will stay soon when he has something to do."

The old man praised, and then hurried towards Zhou Di.

He was going to move a person out of the mountain, and he could only deal with monsters with monsters. In my mind, that person is already the strongest person in the world.

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The East China Sea is not far from Qingzhou.

For a Jindan strongman like the old man, it was only a two-hour journey. If it wasn't for avoiding the air ban imposed by the Chinese government, he could only travel in hiding, and he would be there in an hour.

cold water.

It was midsummer, and the flowers and plants were lush. He landed on the mountainside and saw a small farmyard.

"Immortal, Immortal! Something is wrong! Something is wrong!"

The old man hurried in, and suddenly choked up his words. He can't sense whether there are people or people in the room, even with that person's cultivation level.

But he stopped because he took another step forward.

will die!

I saw the couplet at the door glowing slightly, and a white tiger stepped out of the air, with auspicious clouds on its feet, and soldiers attacking in its eyes, with a murderous aura.

Ranked in the west, palm killing.

The deep roar of the tiger shook the mind, and a chill rushed straight to the forehead.

Where did the holy beast come from? !

The old man felt that he might be slapped to death for no reason. Although he had a golden core cultivation base and could be called a rare master in the world, he was nothing in front of this white tiger.

"Who are you?"

A crisp female voice came to the ear, and the killing spirit instantly faded a lot.

The old man turned his head and looked at his savior, a woman wearing a straw hat and carrying a wooden bucket, looking at the woman who had just returned from the field. Behind her are a bull and a dog, both of whom have built foundations.

Li Lili, ever since Li Yi went to study, she has taken care of the vegetable garden with all kinds of elixir.

You can also practice with the help of Hanshuipo's aura on weekdays.

It was someone who came on my brother's birthday, and Li Lili recognized the old man.

The old man wanted to cry but said without tears: "The young one is an acquaintance of the immortals. I don't mean to offend you when I come to look for it today. I ask the girl to spare her life."

In his eyes, the white tiger was done by Li Lili, because the spirit of the white tiger was on the opponent, protecting her to death.

Li Lili also knew what was going on when she saw the white tiger. This is the door god left behind by her elder brother. Anyone who enters without invitation will be rejected, and anyone who commits the crime again will be killed.

"Please come in."

As soon as the words fell, the white tiger disappeared.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, miss, is the immortal at home?"

"Not here, my brother went to study in Tiandu, do you need me to help you contact him?" Li Lili asked, she had never seen anything in the world, and she didn't know the sinister heart.

In Li Yi's words, it is not suitable to be a strong man, and he does not ask Li Lili for this, after all, Fang Zhi is not here. Unlike Zhao Si who still has a heart, that's why he asked Zhao Si to have a strong mentality.

"The old man would like to thank the girl first."

Li Lili took out her mobile phone and dialed Li Yi's number, and said, "Hey, brother, there is an old man looking for you. What's his name?"

"It's old, the immortal is my old man."

After some communication, the old man learned of Li Yi's current location, bowed his hands and left again after saluting.

After several twists and turns, the old man came to Luoshui, so tired that he was sweating profusely and out of breath.

Under the bridge of the tributary of Luoshui River, I finally saw the fairy face.

The young man sits cross-legged in the mud and rubbish without any trace of filth, and a palm-sized humanoid Qingling sits on his shoulders.

He was wearing monotonous and simple short-sleeves and slacks, with regular and ordinary facial features, restrained eyes, and a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth. He said calmly, "Old man, are you rushing to reincarnate in such a hurry?"

Seeing his exhaustion and uneasiness for some reason, the old man took it as a long sigh, and almost collapsed on the ground because of the sudden relaxation.