The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

Seeing a memory after Du Shi died, Li Changsheng couldn't help thinking about his farewell by the river.

There must have been sorrow back then, but it was not as strong as it was in Tianjianzong. It is undeniable that after years of tempering, his emotions and desires are much weaker than when he was young, and his psychological threshold is much higher.

Furthermore, one's lifespan is finite, so why insist on making the mistake of reincarnation again?

But the premise is that it is really the end of life, and now it seems that it is not, it is more like a question of impending decision. It's just that this problem can be said to be so slight that many strong people didn't see the clue.

This is not perfect.

"Sir, is that all?"

The picture that Du Can saw stopped at Du Shi, who was refined into a relic by Li Changsheng with the real fire of Samadhi, and then left with the relic, and he, including many monks, cried and passed out.

After reading his lost memories, he still can't figure out how did the master die? What is the problem with Linzijue?

I don't have any of these in my own memory, what I have is just a picture of my master as if he has fallen into a demon.

that's it.

"There are still many memories." Li Yi tapped his fingers, and the memories that had stopped continued to move forward.

The gray air mechanism appeared again to prevent the memory from reappearing, and Li Yi looked at it a few more times to guess its effect.

Shield perception, shield heavenly secrets, and isolate all dharmas. It often appears in some special environments, usually where the world wants to cover up, such as the fog in the Wangchuan River.

There is no way to get a glimpse of Wang Chuan from the outside world, no matter how good the divination is, you can't see the slightest bit.

The Zixiao Shenlei flashed across his fingertips, and all the gray fog was wiped out. Things that are both heaven and earth also have ranks and ranks, and Zixiao Shenlei is undoubtedly the best.

The memory flows again.

After passing through the world, Du Can inadvertently found the bamboo slips that recorded Linzijue. At first, he only had Jindanqi cultivation base, he couldn't understand Linzijue, and couldn't realize the true meaning in it.

After breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, I gradually understood the bamboo slips and began to practice Linzi Jue.

A ray of true spirit merged into the way of heaven, and then wandered among the stars all over the sky, and got the inheritance of many Buddhist seniors, and his cultivation base also began to improve by leaps and bounds.

He regards Lin Zijue as the greatest inheritance of Buddhism, and believes that this method contains endless Buddhist teachings, so he never mentioned it to outsiders from the beginning to the end. Not everyone is as generous as Li Changsheng when it comes to sect inheritance.

Besides, even if I want to be generous, I still have to take into account the sect, it is impossible to teach it casually, or even mention it.

Back then, Li Changsheng and Dong Yunshu were Taoist couples, and the exercises they exchanged and taught did not involve the core swordsmanship of Tianjianzong.

In the end, the disabled Yuanying died, with a lifespan of only 900 years.

Although he has not turned into a god, he can do good deeds for many years to save people and educate all living beings. Every disaster must be the first to go down the mountain, and there are tens of millions of people who have directly or indirectly benefited from him.

He has been practicing the way of crossing the world all his life, and he can be called a holy monk.

This is also the reason why Li Changsheng saved him many times. Doing good and accumulating virtue has no merit in the way of heaven, but it has merit in him. In a big way, it is said that peace in the world is conducive to the development of Taoism and Dharma exchanges. In a small way, it is said that Li Changsheng can enjoy the prosperous times without running around.

He was able to lie leisurely in the moon palace and watch the rabbits dance, all thanks to the youngsters like Du Can. In fact, since the age of 3500, Li Changsheng's life can be described as full of luxury, singing and dancing, and it can even be said to be extravagant.

Enjoy the joy of the emperor, and don't have to work hard like an emperor. That's really "Cheng Huan has no time to serve the banquet, and Chun Cong has a special night for spring outings. There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and three thousand dote on one body."

Three thousand beauties in the harem do not refer to the disciples of the Moon Palace, but the avatar technique of the rabbit. Li Changsheng had never had much contact and closeness with batches of moon palace fairies over the millennia. After all, there is a difference between men and women. Although he is old, his appearance has always remained young. Talking too much to the little girl will inevitably make her think too much.

Even if they are not close, there will be a large group of people flirting with each other, let alone close.

And Li Changsheng understands that what they like is the self in the eyes of the world, a nearly perfect saint, but he is not such a saint. The little girl is young and ignorant, and he, an old guy, can't make mistakes.

Even in terms of appearance, no one in the world can beat Tuer.

The memory ended, and Du Can was finally burned into a relic by Li Changsheng. According to his last wish, relics were used to strengthen the water veins of Kyushu.

Since then, there has never been a strong person in Buddhism who can catch Li Changsheng's eyes. It's not that they are weak, but that most people's hearts are not pure, and few people are sincere for the people of the world.

After the one or two generations brought out by Li Changsheng left, Kyushu faintly showed signs of retrogression. But Li Changsheng didn't know it, because after everyone he knew died, he seldom showed his face in public.

All of the above are things to come.

Li Yi is not alone now, and he doesn't want to recall the second half of Li Changsheng's lonely life.

He recalled his memory and played the process of practicing Linzijue several times. Soon they noticed the very repetitive vocabulary among them, Hedao, Zhou Tianxing, learning the Buddhadharma of the past, true spirit.

"Oh!!! I'm enlightened, I know what Lin Zi Jue is."

Qiong Yu suddenly yelled and attracted the attention of the two of them. She stood on Li Yi's shoulder, her excited expression seemed to be asking for credit.

"Senior Immortal, Linzijue is very likely to be a method of harmony, similar to the practice of our spirits of heaven and earth. Integrating the true spirit into the way of heaven can increase the understanding of heaven and earth, and better drive mana and aura."

While checking his three souls and seven souls, Du Can said with some fear: "I have integrated a ray of true spirit into the way of heaven? Now that the way of heaven has disappeared, what about our true spirit?"

"Of course it will also disappear, so this should be the reason for the amnesia. But the memory is not lost in large chunks. It is too precise and coincidental to lose the information about the Heavenly Dao. There must be tricks in it. There is also lifespan. If the true spirit is damaged, it will shorten the lifespan. Yes, so this technique will consume lifespan."

Qiong Yu replied without thinking, and then popularized the way of their heaven and earth spirits. It is rare to show the insight that a great power in the stage of transformation of the gods should have. Qiong Yu has never been ambiguous in terms of practice.

Lin Zijue has the same direction as the spirit of heaven and earth's way of combining Taoism, but its efficacy and power are different. The former can roam the world and comprehend the past, while the latter can only increase the understanding of the world.

It is equivalent to the difference between magical powers and ordinary spells.

Lin Zijue, true spirit, heavenly way.

Li Yi looked at himself, and he also lost his memory, but he remembered that he had never practiced the nine-character motto of heaven and earth. Because at that time, I no longer need to understand Taoism from heaven and earth, and too much contact with heaven and earth will be bad for myself.

But I did lose my memory, and so many guesses are useless. Maybe I really practiced the nine-character mantra during the period of amnesia.

Gathering up his emotions, Li Yi waved his hands and everyone left the altar and returned to the simple rental house.

The clock on the wall was ticking, and only three minutes had passed. They watch hundreds of years of memory, and the time of self-knowledge in their thousands of thoughts will also be accelerated countless times.

Li Yi took a sip of the soy milk on the table, and then his breath became calm, his expression remained calm.

Du Can said: "Immortal, do you want to go and see my master, I'm afraid he has something wrong again."

"No hurry, I've only been home for a month."

Li Yi lay back on the sofa, his head bent slightly weakly, as if he was about to collapse on the sofa.

This is the first time for Du Can to meet such a demeanorless immortal... It seems that it is not the first time. Except for public occasions, it is very casual to meet immortals in private, and to put it bluntly, they look lazy.

"But... if something happens to the master..."

Du Can just finished speaking halfway, when Qiong Yu picked up the bottle and knocked his bald head. It didn't hurt but made a bang bang sound.

Qiong Yu reprimanded with a pretentious look on his face: "Little monk, are you questioning the senior immortal? Besides, how could the Great Buddha who has saved the world be so advanced, how could he die so easily? Don't look at your memory just blinking your eyes. It will be almost a hundred years before and after death."

"Senior Immortal just came back from Wangchuan. After working so hard for so long, why not take a break? Let your master come to see Senior Immortal. This is in accordance with the etiquette."

Du Can was rendered speechless, as if that was the case. Anyway, he is also the "master" of the master, even if he puts aside his status as a fairy, he should be his own master.

"Then... the monk will go back and find the master."

"This matter is not urgent, crossing the world is not a child, so I don't need to worry about it." Li Yi's voice was calm, as if he was really not in a hurry.

"Things have a sequence. What are you going to do with the kidnapped children you rescued before? Given the temperament of you two, master and apprentice, you should want a good person to help you to the end."

Du Can really wanted to say that the master was more anxious, but when he thought of those people who were both sad and happy, he couldn't help but said with some entanglement: "The poor monk can't do anything, so I ask the immortal to give advice."

"It's only a dream to solve this problem without brainwashing and harming the victims."

Li Yi replied that Du Can thought that dreaming was impossible, so he couldn't help sighing: "It's the little monk who asks for a lot. It's a good thing for those benefactors to meet each other but have long-cherished wishes."

Perhaps not all families are obsessed with their lost children, but parents who still miss them more than ten years later must hope that their children will live well. They don't care about what their children can bring to them, they only care about whether their children are doing well?

During the search for children, Du Can saw an advertisement for missing children. The parents just begged to tell the person who bought their child not to feed the child fish, because the child is allergic to fish.

In terms of what I saw with my own eyes, the lonely rural female benefactor finally saw her son come back and fled immediately. There was no resentment, only reluctance and relief.

The wish has been fulfilled, and there will be no regrets in death.

But Du Can still wanted to help, but he couldn't do it. You can't just forcibly distort the minds of abducted children and let them transfer their feelings to their biological parents, right?

This is a way, but too evil. Children are not the private property of their parents, and they cannot only take into account the biological parents, not the wishes of the children.

Du Can thought about it, but still didn't get the answer. So just like in the practice world, I came here to ask the immortals.

Of course, the main purpose is still for my own master.

It was about his master, and Du Can had to admit that he also had selfish intentions.

Li Yi shook his head helplessly: "You two masters and apprentices were carved out of the same mold, donkeys don't know how to change their temper. Dreaming, I mean dreaming, is really dreaming. I have a magical power here, and I can dream freely."

With a wave of his hand, the magazine paper on the table split itself, turning into finger-long talismans, and then flew into Du Can's hands.

"Take it. If both parties agree, they will enter the dream together. If they disagree, let one of them have a daydream. Considering their ability to bear, they will each be given three cards, one for one month, and three stages of childhood and adulthood."

"But isn't this self-deception?"

Du Can knew that the immortal must have a solution, but he didn't expect to solve it in this way.

The monk seeks the truth, this is simply harming people.

Li Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked back: "Ordinary people are superficial and easy to satisfy. The strong can have strict requirements, but they cannot impose these requirements on the weak. For me, it is enough for them to make up for their regrets." .”

"Yes, the little monk will take his leave first."

Du Can walked two steps and still didn't forget to turn his head to remind: "I also ask the immortal not to forget to stop the teacher, the teacher only listens to you, and the little monk will only be punched and kicked if he speaks."

His master didn't know why he was very violent. His face looked kind and kind, but the way of education was often accompanied by sticks. It was as beautiful as the name said to teach Buddhism.

Unlike the immortals who are always so gentle and refined, they obviously have the reality of master and apprentice, but why is the gap so big? How he wished that his master could learn the temperament of an immortal, so that he would suffer less punches in the future.

"If you are not a child, you won't be so fragile."

Li Yi picked up his mobile phone and started playing leisurely, while Qiong Yu was watching with a bottle in his arms.

The two were speechless, and Du Can could only resign first, and leave with the dream charm given by the immortal.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

Li Yi put down his phone suddenly, and rarely turned it off before finishing the game.

Qiong Yu couldn't help casting a puzzled look, but she didn't ask rashly. As long as it does not involve cultivation, she will not bother the senior immortal too much.

Just like the troublesome companions of the senior immortals, Qiong Yu will always be a loyal little transparent. There are some things that you can't interrupt yourself, and some things that you can't talk too much about.

This is called measure.

Li Yi then closed his eyes slightly, leaned on the sofa and snorted evenly, as if falling asleep.

A voice came from the void.

"Xiao Qiongyu, I'm going on a long trip, you take care of Baishi."

Qiong Yu hugged the bottle and blinked, and after thinking for a while, she commented: "In ordinary people's terms, is this duplicity?"

She didn't follow Senior Immortal for a long time, but it was because the other party never practiced. For practitioners who have often retreated for decades, spending half a year together is worth hundreds of years.

No matter how good the game is, Senior Immortal would quit after finishing a round of the game, and never quit halfway through.

In the words of the immortal, it is to have game literacy.

"Fake Taoist, teach me the spell that can make you clean without taking a bath..."

Baishi came out of his room and saw Li Yi who was sleeping on the sofa, he couldn't help showing doubts: "Why did you fall asleep? It's not even night."

Li Yi usually sleeps, usually laying down at 12 o'clock, waking up at 8 o'clock in the morning, and getting up at 10 o'clock.

Qiong Yu explained: "Senior Immortal is going to save his apprentice, don't worry, with the power of Senior Immortal, it is as easy as hugging a kitten down from a tree."

"oh."

Baishi stopped asking, she was not interested in who Li Yi's apprentice was, but she was interested in Li Yi.

Looking at the peaceful sleeping face, a thought of human nature emerged.

Baishi must have thought a lot, but quickly restrained himself. In the words of false Taoists, it is not shameful to have thoughts driven by various desires, as long as they can be restrained.

But it shouldn't be a problem if you don't restrain yourself at this time, right?

Bai Shi took two steps forward, but was stopped by Qiong Yu, she crossed her arms and said, "No."

"What are you doing?" Baishi was a little annoyed, "I need your permission to get close to the fake Taoist priest? Well, you, you really are a stealing cat."

"It's hard to say who is the stealing cat, but you must not have sex."

As expected of an inhuman creature, Qiong Yu didn't have the slightest shame or reserve in her words, she just said what she had. She could sense Baishi's thoughts, and knew that the other party had restrained himself, but she still had to warn him.

"It must not be possible!"

Baishi asked furiously, "Why?"

She is lustful but not courageous, but it doesn't mean she has to endure a mere boy holding a bottle in Qiong Yu to tell her what to do. In her dream, at least she and Li Yi were married, which she called a half-step wife.

The reality is at least a childhood sweetheart.

"You can't bear the body of an immortal. Even if an immortal controls his strength, his primordial yang energy is not something you can bear."

Qiong Yu's petite face with the size of a thumb was full of seriousness, as if she was popularizing some common sense for Shiraishi.

"The Dao of Yin and Yang is originally one of the principles of heaven. Anyone who has Yin and Yang must cultivate his Yuan Yang or Yuan Yin. Dual cultivation will inevitably result in intercourse of Qi and machine, and then you will be burned to death by the Yuan Yang of the immortal."

Not to mention the special state of Baishi and himself with two souls, her death will seriously hurt her vitality. If Shiraishi died because of this behavior, it would be his greatest dereliction of duty.

Immortal Yuanyang, how can you, a small foundation builder, be able to bear it?

Honestly go dreaming!