The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

My real name is Lu Erbao, and I was born in an ordinary family without favorable family conditions. My parents were neither officials nor merchants, but ordinary farmers.

Farming, herding cattle, mowing grass, doing corvée... living a life as far as the eye can see, spending every day in sweat and under the scorching sun. Life is a bit bitter, but after all, I can't go hungry.

I heard my father say that it was all due to an unworldly immortal. I asked what the immortal looked like, but my father couldn't answer. He just pointed to the tablet that had been kept in the hall.

On the pink wooden signboard, there is a character for Li written on it.

"The immortal's surname is Li. As for what he looks like, we can't know what he looks like. I think the immortal must be very good-looking, even more beautiful than the girls in the flower building."

My father described it in this way, and then I asked many people, but no one could answer what a fairy looks like?

But every household has the longevity card of the immortal, praying for the immortal's longevity.

When I was six years old, because my father rescued a landowner who fell into the water. By chance, I went to the landlord's house to be a school boy for his youngest son, so I could read and write.

Later I heard that two years later there will be a fairy descending to accept apprentices. There was a fairy in our village decades ago, and that is the current landlord's family. It is because of this fairy that they became landlords.

Two years later, before the gods came, the flood came.

I was only eight years old that year, and I saw the flood flooded the fields, destroyed the houses, and even the county town I needed to look up to was also submerged in the flood.

There are gods descending to earth, and the government notifies every household, and countless people flee with their families and their mouths.

I heard that we are going to a place called Tianzhou, which is very high and will not be flooded, but it is also very far away, and it may take a long time to walk.

At that time, I didn't know that this journey would last for ten years.

The landlord's family plummeted, and I became a refugee fleeing for refuge, even if it was an official who had to bow down in the past.

Because the celestial being does not recognize his origin, all people are the same to him.

To be honest, when I saw that the youngest son of the landlord's family who was sitting on me was as dirty as me, I felt a despicable pleasure. But soon this pleasure was overwhelmed by the misery of migration. After fleeing for their lives day after day, everyone's shoes were completely damaged within half a year of fleeing, and the soles of their feet were covered with thick calluses.

The infirm, the old, and the sick all died within a year.

Although there is a break in the middle, it is usually not too long, because there are people coming behind, and they have to leave to make room for others. The same next stop will make room for them, and so on until the legendary Tianzhou.

My mother also died, and my father died of exhaustion after carrying me for hundreds of miles because of my fever.

I recovered from my illness and continued to walk. The road ahead seemed to have no end.

The mountain leading to Tianzhou is so high that you can hardly see it when you look up, and the road is also blocked by mountains. At the last stop, millions of people huddled together. Nowhere.

I have a chance to breathe, people will think about it when they are idle.

When are you going to escape?

I heard that the flood has stopped, why do you still want to escape?

Did the fairy lie to me?

Doubts are raging, and this is not just my idea, but the people around me as well. They are bolder than I am, from whispering to shouting, from doubt to anger.

It took only seven days to go from a saint to a thief in the world.

My emotions were also stirred up, and I started shouting: "It's all the fault of the gods, they are all liars!"

The gods kept silent about this, just sitting in the clouds and watching the farce below.

I can see from the expressions of the gods that they are impatient, everyone is stretching the last straw, and this straw is about to burst.

All of a sudden, I fell to the ground, and so did the others.

Immediately afterwards, a bright light came oncoming, the mountains rose slowly, the sun shone through the cracks, and the whole mountain was lifted high.

This is the first time I have seen a fairy.

"I'm as mean as an animal in a pigsty."

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"... There is food to lie on the nest, no food to bark, it is really an animal."

The real Fei Xing spit out the language of the cultivation world, and the pitch was closer to the oblique tone of the ancient language, while the modern one is flat.

At the same time, the human race in the cultivation world has 24 tones, of which only four are used in daily use, so it is not difficult to learn. The remaining 20 tones are crucial because they are derived from the terms of practice.

It may be just a slight difference in tone, but the meaning expressed in the practice classics will be completely opposite.

This is a derivative product of human monks who have integrated their practice into their own language and culture as much as possible for thousands of years, so as to better pass it on to future generations. Equivalent to the modern formula, the element cycle, cumbersome but extremely necessary.

At present, language researchers in China are mainly focusing on the language of the practice world.

The nurse in charge of taking care of him obviously didn't understand, and just regarded it as nonsense.

"The patient is awake!"

The nurse hurried out.

Master Feixing opened his eyes, got up and sat on the hospital bed, his eyes swept over everything around him, and there was still confusion in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, his head ached again, which was some sequelae caused by his vain spirit, and it was only the mildest kind of sequelae.

He looked at himself, if he couldn't quickly refine the remaining medicinal properties, it was very likely to damage the root.

And this body, too weak.

Real Feixing frowned, looking at the skinny body, looking inside again and again.

The body is weak, the flesh and blood are weak, and the meridians are blocked.

This body won't last a few years without recovery and exercise.

And where is here? Why is the aura so thin, and the law of heaven and earth is like a field that has been cracked by the sun.

Daoist Fei Xing lost his confusion, and looked at everything around him with vigilant eyes. At this moment, he remained calm and did not act suspiciously.

Suddenly the door opened, and several mortals in white coats swarmed in, fumbled around his body, and placed a cold iron block on his heart.

"presumptuous!"

Daoist Fei Xing almost jumped up, but Nai He really had no strength in his body. At the same time, he didn't dare to use his spiritual thoughts. At this moment, his spirit was worse than his body, like an inflated balloon.

It might break with a little effort.

Fortunately, Master Flying Star didn't feel any malice from these mortals, and his fur-like expression gradually calmed down.

And his reaction as if he was stressed made the doctor take a few steps back. It's not that I'm scared, but I don't want to stimulate the patient's mental state.

The doctor was observing the real person Feixing, and he was also observing the other person. From their dress, to their behavior habits, and even their pronunciation.

Subtle footsteps came from outside the door, followed by an aura that was different from ordinary people.

Mana, golden core stage cultivation base.

Immortal Feixing looked up at the door, one was wearing a bright yellow robe, with a thin face, yellowish skin, and a high forehead.

With a smile on his face, he reached out and knocked on the open door a few times, and said, "Friend Daoist, it seems that you are awake."

"Go out first, it's none of your business here."

The latter sentence is for the doctors.

Hearing this, everyone put down the business at hand and walked out quickly.

This is a sanatorium specially set up by the company, and its staff naturally often come into contact with monks. But in their cognition, retro clothes are very powerful, and the director of the nursing home has to bow his head when he sees them.

It's the big shots who come here to get medical services, and they have to be very nice when they meet these people who are like immortals.

Those who know the company better will recognize the titles of these people.

Company consultant, practicing great power.

"..."

Master Feixing remained silent.

The master of alchemy felt a little bit of coolness, and couldn't help but be surprised.

This person's cultivation seems to be higher than I imagined.

It's not Huashen, but at least it's at the level of Bajue.

"Friend Daoist, we are not enemies."

"It may be the enemy."

Master Feixing spoke slowly, there was no hostility on his body, let alone killing intent in his eyes, but for some reason, there was something colder than killing intent pervading his body.

The master of alchemy came from the land of Qin. He had participated in the war, and the state of the opponent was like a soldier with a high nervousness in the war.

Everything can be the target of attack, regardless of hostility or murderous intent, regardless of reason. As long as you think there is a threat, you will take the most violent attack.

"Maybe you should give me a chance to explain."

He stopped in his tracks and did not approach any further.

The ghost knows what kind of environment this kind of reincarnated person was in before he was alive, would he suspect that he was under an illusion? Will you really treat yourself as an enemy?

I am also a monk, so I understand their urine nature very well. Once self-confirmed that there is danger, it is possible to use one's life to use ultimate moves.

"Aren't you curious about where you are? Let me declare in advance that this is not an illusion, nor are you in an illusion, let alone in danger."

"On the contrary, you are very lucky. You happened to be reincarnated at the time after the birth of the immortal. If it was seven or eight years ago, maybe someone would kill you before you recovered."

There was a trace of envy in the alchemy master's words.

Alchemists like him are not aggressive in themselves, and prefer a peaceful and safe environment. But things backfired. The period when he was just reincarnated was the years when the conflict between the government and the monks was the most intense.

If it wasn't for treating a few mortals and big shots, I might have died in that turmoil

reincarnation? Fairy!

Master Feixing grasped the key information almost instantly, and an extremely majestic figure immediately appeared in his mind.

"Immortal? May I ask who is this immortal?"

"You still have to ask, aren't you from the Immortal Era?"

The alchemy master's expression suddenly became more vigilant. Originally, he regarded the other party as his own, and if he was not from the age of immortality, he was an outsider.

This is not because he has a strong xenophobic mentality, but because he was really scared of being tricked in the early years. People who are not in the age of immortality are analogous to meeting anti-social people in modern society, and they have no bottom line in doing things one by one.

He's not a saint, but he definitely can't get along with those cannibals.

"What's the name of the fairy?"

Master Fei Xing hurriedly asked, no longer had the indifferent attitude before.

"Is it surnamed Li, named Changsheng, who looks very handsome, with a majestic demeanor that would make heaven and earth kneel down?"

"Um?"

The alchemy master's expression softened when he heard the other party's name at first, but he was a little confused by the subsequent description.

He has seen immortals before, and he was there when he fought the Dragon Palace.

That's called a great way to simplicity, let alone dignified manners, even walking without wind.

As for appearance, he doesn't care much, but he can still distinguish beauty from ugliness. Immortals have regular facial features, and are definitely not ugly, nor good-looking.

The alchemy master took out his mobile phone, opened the photo album and put it in front of the real Feixing. What caught his eyes was an ordinary young man in a white T-shirt and slacks, holding a red plastic bag in his hand, standing on the ridge in the countryside.

"Is this a fairy?"

This is a photo taken by Zhao Si, which is used to upload to the company's database, which is the monk's record. Originally, I wanted to shoot taller, but thinking of the other party's daily style, what should I do if I am too tall for others to recognize.

It is recognized that Li Yiping is unremarkable, except for a few extremely fanatical immortals. They think that most people in Shenzhou are dignified and handsome, because immortals are similar to ordinary people.

Closer to home, all monks need to be filed and managed, and Li Yi belongs to the high-level people, so that they can keep their eyes on the future and don't provoke others.

The alchemy master naturally belongs to the top management of the company, the cultivation base of the Jindan stage, and the Taoism of the Nascent Soul stage. Even in this environment, he is also the mainstay.

"no."

Immortal Fei Xing shook his head without hesitation, and then revealed a little honesty on his face, and commented: "I don't think this kid is anything special, how could he be a fairy?"

The alchemy master swiped to another photo. The giant city covering the sky and the earth stands in the sky, and a figure holds the giant city high, standing upright.

The photos are taken from bottom to top to show the grandeur of Fengdu City and the strength of individuals.

It is simply the ultimate display of individual might.

In modern words: there is a beauty of intensity.

This photo was taken some time ago, and now it has been widely circulated on the Internet and has become a new generation of screensavers for many people.

"what about this?"

"Although I can't see the face clearly, I guess this is an immortal."

Real Flying Star nodded repeatedly.

In the whole world, only immortals have such great power.

"Can't see the face? I'll look for it."

The alchemy master rummaged through his mobile phone again. In fact, he had thousands of pictures of immortals, but there were very few of them who could see their faces clearly.

That person is both low-key and high-key, and he is extremely low-key on weekdays, but if something happens, the world will be turned upside down.

Finally he found a photo that met his requirements.

It was taken at the mouth of the Yangtze River, which is also the entrance of the Dragon Palace today, and he was there at the time.

An ordinary young man stood on the river, and behind him stood a golden giant. The former has no breath, while the latter is like a god, still and moving.

"what about this?"

"hiss……"

Real Flying Star looked pensive and looked at it for a long time.

The appearance is completely different, the temperament is very similar, but the difference is very big. If you have to say it, there is a little more human touch, without the overwhelming domineering.

Suddenly, he noticed the golden giant.

Soldiers' longevity law?

It should be right.

Immortal Fei Xing slapped his thigh and praised: "It's really heavenly! It can be said that it is unparalleled in the world."

The alchemy master twitched the corners of his mouth. He remembered that someone said a few minutes ago, "This kid is nothing special."

The misunderstanding was resolved, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly eased a lot.

The master of alchemy began to explain the situation to the other party, reincarnation and rebirth, modern times, countless strong people gathered in an era through the ages and so on.

After listening, Master Feixing didn't show any excitement or fear, even if he heard about Wuxiang, he was able to deal with it calmly.

This made him a little curious.

"Fellow Daoist, it doesn't look like your mind has been shaken by such a world of great contention."

First-time reincarnations are either excited or terrified. In the beginning, most of them were the former, and they basically needed to be beaten severely to wake up.

In his opinion, the real Feixing belongs to the former.

Reverend Feixing replied irrefutably: "The truly terrifying thing is always formless. I don't have the way to transform into a god, I don't know the power of a holy king, and I don't even know the power of formlessness."

"But I am a human race, a man who cuts down on the sky."

But Master Fei Xing is not arrogant, let alone arrogant, it's just that the enemies in the past life are more terrifying than the current one.

It is the calamity and the way of heaven.

"ah?"

The master of alchemy opened his mouth slightly, his eyes were a little dull, and then there was more apology in his eyes.

I took too much medicine, and I became hysterical.

How can the way of heaven be cut down, and how can it be cut down by people?

Taking ten thousand steps back, everyone is a part of the way of heaven. When someone can reach the point of cutting down the sky, then the way of heaven is only stronger than him, not weaker.

If you break away from the way of heaven, then the so-called cultivation base will disappear.