The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

Asgard 117 years.

The Immortal Palace made of snow-covered white jade, this building that can be called the civilization of cultivating immortals, has not been overshadowed by this, but has added a bit of crystal clearness, making it more solemn in the cold wind.

In the courtyard, the garden is still like spring.

In order to make the temperature of the fairy palace pleasant, Fairy Taiyin specially found a fire spirit tree and planted it in the center of the garden to provide a steady stream of heat for the place.

There is no one here, the little girl who used to study formations here in the past, and the immortals and fairies who come here to play piano, calligraphy and painting in their spare time have not seen for half a year.

There was only one old Taoist priest sitting in the gazebo, enjoying his old age.

After questioning the investigation team, it was known.

Li Changsheng, Taiyin Xingjun, Zhu Xue, and a group of immortals are going to set up the earth fire formation. And Qingxuan stayed here to guard to prevent the enemy from raiding the fairy palace.

Guarding is just a superficial reason.

In fact, Li Changsheng didn't want Qingxuan to make a move, because Taoist Qingxuan was already in the five declines of heaven and man, and every time he made a move, he was shortening his lifespan and reducing the chance of a breakthrough.

As long as Qingxuan breaks through to the peak of transforming gods, his life will be extended by another 300 years, which is 2800 years old. However, the general transformation of gods stays in the junior and middle stages, and even only a small number can reach the middle stage.

Li Changsheng discussed this issue with Qingxuan and the others in their spare time.

The lifespan of a monk is actually not fixed, and there is no conclusion about the maximum age of all avatars. However, due to the fact that most of the people were injured in the early years and left behind unmentionable diseases, and their realms are in the junior and middle stages, 2,500 years old has become a fixed number.

When most of the gods die of old age at a certain stage, then the so-called limit will appear.

Qing Xuan took a sip of tea lightly, and looked at the snow scene leisurely.

This is embarrassing for the members of the investigation team, because they cannot leave Qingxuan for a radius of 10 miles. As for the Immortal Palace and the surrounding area, they have already investigated countless times, and it would be useless to do it again.

But it’s okay not to read it, so as not to miss any important information.

Memory is not effective all the time. Faced with this situation, the investigation team generally has two choices: one is to speed up, and the other is to ask Qi Ling questions.

Zhao Si looked up to the sky as a representative and asked:

"May I ask what exactly is the Earth Fire Array?"

The next moment, the old voice fell.

"A large formation capable of affecting the world was also called a power in ancient times. Formation was gradually formed in ancient times, until the name of power disappeared in the age of immortality, but power has not disappeared."

"The formation of ground fire is more like a momentum."

"What is the difference between formation and momentum?"

"The difference between spells and supernatural powers, the latter is enough to change the world. What an immortal has to do is to change the world. Ten years of wind and snow is too long. Immortal Palace intends to use this large formation in exchange for half a year of spring to harvest food once."

"Successful?"

"I have no idea."

have no idea?

There was a puzzled look on the faces of everyone, and they were a little surprised by this answer.

Qingxuan Daoist's memory has always been omniscient and omniscient. As one of the beings who came to the top first, he is a close person of the immortal.

Apart from what happened in Li Changsheng's boudoir with Fairy Taiyin, there was nothing he didn't know.

But whether the burst was successful or not, why didn't he know?

Zhao Si asked, "Why don't you know?"

"Because Qingxuan is dead, he doesn't know what the world will be like after the snowstorm. The only thing that is certain is that the human race will continue in the end."

After the investigation team finished asking the questions, the time began to speed up.

Memories flowed quickly, and a day and a night passed in a blink of an eye.

This is the second year that the world is frozen, and the human race is still free from disasters and diseases. With sufficient food and absolute trust in the immortals, the human race is united unprecedentedly.

Both mortals and monks are desperately trying to build the Earth Fire Formation.

Compared with the great flood a hundred years ago, the inside of the human race is simply a sky and a ground.

The investigation team concluded that the Asgard was only the highest governing body in name at the time of the great flood, and did not participate in direct rule. The real rulers are ancient dynasties, so people's hearts, public opinion, and even the underlying logic of the entire society belong to the farming society.

It is difficult to resist the catastrophe that destroys the world.

If it weren't for the immortal to reverse the situation abruptly with his own power, the cave doctrine would be the inevitable result.

At the end of the year, when Zhao Si and the others saw Li Changsheng returning to the Immortal Palace, they looked a little tired. As soon as I got home, I fell asleep, and the tiredness was evident.

This is the first time Zhao Si has seen Li Yi like this, and the other party has always been calm. No matter what happens, first comfort the people around you, and then solve the problem.

It was also at this moment that he realized that the reincarnated Li Yi was much stronger than Li Changsheng.

At least he never showed fatigue in front of those close to him.

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Asgard 119 years.

Two years later, the pillars of Optimus were erected on the land of Tianzhou, and below it was the town altar covering an area of ​​more than tens of thousands of square meters.

Every pillar was built by the Immortal Palace at a huge cost. There are at least a thousand such pillars in the entire Tianzhou, and each of them is at least a magic weapon of the Jindan level, and some of them are even of the Nascent Soul level.

In this way, all the resources of Asgard were exhausted, and the entire spiritual library was emptied.

And the entire big formation has only completed 2/3.

Asgard is out of money.

Li Changsheng summoned many immortal sects to inform everyone about the matter, and then said straight to the point:

"It's been snowing for three years now, and the human race's food is only enough to last for another two years. Saving four years is already the limit. The opening of the formation is imminent, and the Immortal Palace needs everyone to borrow some spiritual objects."

The Immortal Palace holds most of the wealth of the entire human race, but the Immortal Gate with a long history is not bad. In terms of top-level magic weapons and spiritual objects, the sum of these fairy gates is definitely far better than the fairy palace.

As soon as these words came out, Qingxuan was the first to stand up and expressed his willingness to donate all the treasures of the Shangqing Palace.

Then I went to the Great Leiyin Sect of Buddhism. As the sect left by the master of Dushi, the contemporary Buddha head also expressed that he would donate all the spiritual objects unconditionally

Needless to say, the Moon Palace itself is the immortal's purse, which has been emptied long ago. Now the clothes worn by the fairies in the Moon Palace have become mundane things, and all the magical artifacts have been thrown in and melted.

Now some moon palace fairies with low cultivation bases have already gathered around the kang to keep warm.

One word is poor, so poor.

It can be said that they and the immortals are all prosperous, and all are hurt. They eat under Li Changsheng's hands, and they have power that other sects can't match, and they also have the same responsibility when something happens.

The three major sects of the Immortal Age have all expressed their views, and the remaining immortal sects will continue face to face.

In the next second, a person who was beyond everyone's expectations stood up.

"Feixianmen, willing to donate all property except inheritance."

The real Feixing bowed his hands, his face full of determination, without any hesitation.

Just like when he dared to stand up and stand up to the immortal.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly. In their cognition, the real Feixing is the main supporter of Dongtian.

In the early years, he was even questioned about building the cave without permission. If he hadn't embezzled public funds, but just took advantage of his position, he might have been chopped down long ago.

Li Changsheng asked in a calm voice: "You have to figure out all the property except the inheritance. If necessary, Pindao will even strip your clothes."

"This junior doesn't dare to fool the immortal." Daoist Fei Xing confirmed it, and then changed his voice and said, "This junior just has a request."

Could it be that he wants to ask the immortal to grant him the opportunity to transform into a god?

Everyone's expressions were changing, and thoughts flashed through their minds. None of them are fools, as long as they start from the perspective of interests, they can think of all possibilities in an instant.

In terms of their current status and cultivation base. The biggest pursuit is nothing more than becoming a god.

At the beginning when the three gods lived together, people thought that the prosperous age was coming, but they never thought that it was the age of the end of the Dharma. The owner of the Tianji Pavilion once risked his life to divination, and now the difficulty of becoming a god is more than twice that of ten thousand years ago.

It has been almost a thousand years since the birth of a god of transformation, and the three closest ones are disciples of living immortals.

Now is an opportunity!

"Speak." Li Changsheng rested his right hand on his chin, his eyes neither happy nor angry.

"There is nothing in the world that the poor can't do, only you can't do it."

As soon as this remark came out, there was a commotion in the audience, and everyone couldn't bear it anymore.

Isn't the subtext that I can transform you into a god, but the question is can you accept it?

Master Feixing ignored the gazes of other people, bowed his hands again and said: "The junior has only one request, if one day in the future I really can't support it, I also ask the immortals to open up caves and continue the fire of my human race."

At this moment, even Qing Xuan couldn't help opening his mouth slightly.

This junior from Feixianmen is a real top-notch, he questioned the elder again and again, and he has no EQ at all.

Aren't you clearly saying that immortals will fail?

Li Changsheng's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "Is there anything else you want?"

"right."

"I'm so poor."

Li Changsheng turned his attention to the others, and said, "What about you? Just say what you want, poor people never take advantage of others."

"The human race in this world is poor and needs to be saved, so I won't coerce you."

Everyone was silent, not because they were reluctant, but because they were silenced by this immortal who had always existed like a father.

This is worse than the fairy threatening them with force.

Sensuality is sometimes fleeting.

After a while, everyone bowed their hands and bowed, expressing their willingness to donate all their property.

Some people represent the entire sect, while others represent themselves. Not all immortal sects are united in one word, and some people can only do their part.

Another month passed, and all the immortal sects basically moved out their old backgrounds.

Everyone gathered together and found three treasures. After years of erosion, these treasures have lived up to the power of the past, but the lower limit is not much lower.

For mortals, immortals are like kings and fathers, so why not for immortals?

They contacted Li Changsheng a thousand years earlier than ordinary people.

The construction of the Earth Fire Formation started again. Since the spiritual objects of the various immortal sects did not have a special account book like the spiritual treasury, it took several months just to count them.

It was not restarted until the end of the year.

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120 years of Asgard.

A kind of weird rice worm reappeared in granaries everywhere, causing a large amount of food loss and further shortening the food reserves of the human race.

The granaries in various places were in a hurry, the food supply was cut in half, and the people began to go hungry.

There are only slight complaints about this, and most people not only don't complain but take the initiative to go on a diet.

In the middle of the year, various places began to report mass suicides of the elderly.

Qingxuan came to a snow field outside Yundong City, followed the thick footprints, and saw several old people sitting together.

The clothes on his body were thin, and his skin was flushed red from the cold, but his expression did not show the slightest pain.

Ten steps away, the old people heard the movement, turned their heads to look, and saw Qingxuan's old-fashioned look and couldn't help asking: "Is the old man also here to die?"

"What is parasitic death?"

"Sending death, sending death, sending it to the wilderness. Those of us who are rare and old, living is a waste of food, it is better to die."

The headed old man looked free and easy, he raised the wine gourd in his hand, and said: "It can make you honorable, and you can also get a sip of wine. It's a pity that you came late, and we finished all the wine."

"This thing will freeze if you don't drink it. Come on, don't just stand there, sit on the ground more comfortably."

Qingxuan took a look at their lower bodies that had already merged with the snowy ground, obviously their lives were hanging by a thread, but they were still talking and laughing.

He didn't ask these old people why, nor did he explore the reasons, but just sat down beside them, talked with them, and relied on them.

If it was hundreds of years ago, Qingxuan would ask, and would help him to the end. He was also influenced by Li Changsheng, and insisted that if he saw it, he must take care of it, and if he couldn't see it, he would ignore his business.

The last old man said: "I heard that a hundred years ago, the gods took us through the flood. Now it is snowing heavily, and the gods should be able to take us through."

"Can our death help the immortal?"

As an old man, their life is a waste of resources, and they have changed to death in their seventies.

This is a kind of correctness under the shortage of resources.

Qing Xuan nodded unconvincingly. After the last old man died, he continued to the next city.

He is old and immortal, and he can only act as the eyes and ears of a fairy.

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121 years of Asgard.

The human race is expected to consume all the food in half a year. For a long time at the beginning of the year, the fairy gate was extremely silent.

From time to time, people turn their eyes to the direction of Xianmen, because it is time to make a decision.

If most of the people were given up, then the current food of the human race would be able to last for at least five years. If the extra people are made into rations, then the human race can last for twenty years.

Morality is worthless before survival.

"The junior asks to see the immortal!"

Immortal Fei Xing knelt outside the Immortal Palace. At this time, the Immortal Palace had long believed that no one could come close because of the ground fire formation.

Even immortals dare not take it lightly when manipulating the fires of the entire Kyushu.

This kneeling is one month.

At last Asgard was opened.

Immortal Fei Xing stepped into it quickly, bowed his hands and said, "This junior pays homage to the Immortal, and it is alright for the Immortal to decide the future for the human race. Is it life? Is it death?"

"If the immortal can't bear it, then please retreat for ten years and leave everything to the younger generation. If you don't abandon it, how can you protect it?"

After finishing speaking, Master Feixing waited for a long time for no reply, so he couldn't help but look up.

The ordinary Taoist's face was pale, his wrists were drooping, and bright red blood slowly flowed into the veins.

Rumble!

The ground fire formation was activated, and a gust of warm wind blew in.

One month later, the Hetao area of ​​Tianzhou was fertile again, and countless people planted seeds on it.

Asgard 121 years, the year of abundance.