The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

A gust of fresh wind blew over the flashing heat, and there was still a little electric current mixed in the air.

Yang Cang opened his mouth wide, his eyes widened, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

The breath of sky thunder filled the void, and a little ashes dissipated with the wind. A huge pit was smashed out in the jungle below, the soil turned upside down and the bushes turned upside down, with a diameter of more than five kilometers.

Originally, the whole forest was instinctively ignited by the thunder, but in the next second, a little thunder fell from the sky and extinguished the flames.

The scene in front of him is not exaggerated for a monk who has seen the world, and any golden core can make a bigger commotion than this. But the real strong do not distinguish between strong and weak by size, and often "only hurt their leaves but not their trees" is their true skill.

More than a dozen golden elixirs, a strong man whose aura was infinitely close to that of Nascent Soul, were just wiped out in an understatement.

"My ancestor, this... this..."

Yang Cang's mouth is tied, it's really unbelievable.

The immortal should have only recovered for less than three years. Could it be that he has recovered to his peak?

Before Yang Cang could think too much, in the next second an indescribable chill rushed into his heart and rushed straight to his forehead, immediately making the hairs all over his body stand on end.

Looking up, I saw the golden giant sizing him up, and then slowly raised his hand.

Yang Cang thought that the immortal didn't recognize him, so he quickly raised his hand and shouted, "The immortal is me! It's me, my god, don't you remember?"

The golden handprint fell, like the sky falling, and the airspace in all directions froze in an instant.

Yang Cang subconsciously resorted to many Taoist defenses. He raised his six-talent divine light to resist the giant hand, and with the other hand he used the ancient Taoist secret method tortoise's breath, and the emerald green tortoise shell wrapped him.

There is a hint of basaltic charm faintly revealed.

My ancestors! what am i doing

Yang Cang's mental thoughts run counter to his physical body, he chooses to believe that the immortal will not kill him, and resisting will only lead to more painful beatings.

Generally, it's not a big mistake. Immortals should just take a pat, most of which are skin pains, and will not leave hard-to-heal injuries.

If you resist, you will not die, but it will definitely not be easy.

But Yang Cang still resisted, he seemed to have his own ideas in this ancient Taoist inheritance, and he didn't obey his orders at all.

Attacking and defending, he was in a stalemate with the golden giant hand for a few seconds, and then he was slammed into the ground by unparalleled force, half of his body buried in the ground.

The ancient Daoist method suddenly shattered, and it was difficult to recover in a short time.

Yang Cang felt the changes in his body, he didn't care about the pain all over his body, and quickly raised his hand to apologize: "Thank you immortal for saving your life..."

Just in the middle of speaking, another golden slap fell, and the original half of the slap was abruptly slapped into the mud, leaving only one head outside.

"Whisperers should be hit."

After the faint voice fell, Yang Cang supported himself for a few seconds after listening, then his head tilted and he became dizzy.

Yang Cang remembered a sentence from his master.

Immortals have small eyes.

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Hao Jing, a rental house.

Li Yi didn't act like a lazy guy as usual, idle around all day, either playing videos on his mobile phone, or going downstairs to find the old man to play cards.

He is a good student today, and the desk is full of all the textbooks and teaching materials of the first semester of the university. It only took half an hour for Li Yi to finish reading all these books, and killed a few mice with a shot in the middle.

Li Yi still attaches great importance to going to school. As a student, he will complete his studies and take the exams he should take.

As for class attendance?

Li Yi also took this into consideration, and he asked Zhao Si to help with a special research project called "On the Evolution of Heaven and Earth". In a cutting-edge university like Dijing, there is never a shortage of talented people, let alone geniuses. In order to enable these students to better develop their talents, the school will allow these students to study and research freely without having to attend classes.

Some can even teach classes to students of the same grade.

Li Yi received this special treatment, but he didn't go through the back door, because he was really studying the evolution of the world. Of course, the intensity of this research is equivalent to observing ants when I was a child, and just glanced at them when I have nothing to do.

At this time, "On the Evolution of Heaven and Earth" is already a top-secret study in Zhoudi.

Perhaps in Li Yi's eyes, it was just a simple observation diary, but in the eyes of others, it was a major event involving the mysteries of heaven and earth. It is equivalent to the study of controllable nuclear fusion, and even far exceeds nuclear fusion.

There are at least a dozen areas in the nuclear fusion world that can be studied, but only immortals can observe the changes of laws anytime and anywhere.

Qingxuan Daoists in the Shangqing Palace had to meditate for four or five months to understand the world, and they could write it as a diary in Li Yi's hands.

This is the biggest difference between the field of practice and the field of science and technology. The former almost brings the individual into full play.

Suddenly Li Yi stopped what he was doing, put down the textbook, and looked out of the window with a little interest and exploration in his eyes.

"My god, are you lucky, or unlucky?"

Qiong Yu, who was sitting at the corner of the table playing with her mobile phone, turned around and asked with some doubts: "Senior Immortal, what happened?"

Li Yi replied: "I just saved a junior, and he has a very mysterious inheritance. Every Taoism points directly to the root of the law."

After reminiscing about the aura and trajectory of Taoism in Xiaoshensuan, Li Yi subconsciously deduced it. With one fingertip, a few streaks of light flew out, which were then crushed by him.

just?

Qiong Yu was puzzled by the first paragraph, since she had been by the immortal's side from the very beginning. Although part of the attention is on the phone, if the immortal makes a move, he should be able to feel it.

Could it be that the strength of the immortal has recovered to the point where I can't feel any breath even when I make a move?

Qiong Yu quickly suppressed this doubt, because she no longer wanted to spy on the strength of the senior immortal.

She noticed the second paragraph and asked, "A very mysterious inheritance? To be evaluated so by the senior immortals, it must be an incredible inheritance."

With a thought, Li Yi followed Yang Cang's cause and effect, and only got one title for communicating with the world.

He is not good at fortune-telling, and often uses exhaustive methods. For example, when looking for Moyuan before, if it was the old gods from Tianji Pavilion, they could directly calculate the location, but Li Yi could only find it step by step.

His only advantage is probably that he doesn't waste his lifespan, and he doesn't have to spit out two liters of blood like those old magic sticks.

But this time the answer was rarely clear and direct.

Inheritance of the ancient Taoism.

It seems to be rooted in the heaven and the earth, like thunder, vegetation, rain, wind and fire, which exist objectively.

What kind of means is it to root the inheritance of Taoism in the world, and it must be done against the sky.

Li Yi gave a little admiration in his heart, and he never hesitated to praise the excellence of others.

"Inheritance of the ancient Taoism, Xiao Qiongyu, do you know?"

Qiong Yu nodded and replied: "I heard from other brothers and sisters that the ancient Taoism is vast and boundless, and it is the origin of all laws in the world."

"It is said that the Taoism in ancient times was founded by Dao Zunpan. This great god enlightened all living beings in the world and taught the post-natal souls to practice. The methods we practice all come from this existence."

"Actually, I'm not sure if this is true. The method of congenital life is a gift from God, and no one needs to teach it."

Speaking of which, Qiong Yu glanced left and right, then isolated the surroundings with two cylinders of yin and yang, and said mysteriously:

"In the era I live in, the ancient Taoist sect has long since ceased to exist, but there will be successors popping up every once in a while. Many great supernatural beings and innate creatures searched, but no matter how hard they searched, they couldn't find those How does the successor get the inheritance."