The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

"The Immortal is in that community. Please don't say anything to the outside world. This is confidential information. It is more to prevent people from disturbing the life of the Immortal. There are many people who commit suicide in modern times, even if it is just a little rumor."

The company clerk gave a reminder.

He is one of the few in China who knows Li Yi's residence. It is said that the local monks know no more than 50 people, which is one in a few hundred million in the whole of China.

Although he had never been inside, and he didn't know what Li Yi looked like, he only remembered what Li Chang looked like.

This is more than most people in the world.

Immortal Feixing and Lord Shui Ming got out of the car, the doors were closed, and the company's vehicles disappeared into the vast crowd. The surrounding noise instantly enveloped the two of them, looking at the old community in front of them.

"Two."

Suddenly a crisp voice came from behind, Shui Mingyuan Jun and Fei Xing Daoist suddenly turned their heads, and saw a wheat-colored woman standing behind them at some point.

Space Taoism?

This woman is dangerous!

Almost instantly, Lord Shui Ming Yuan and Master Fei Xing tensed up to the extreme. Although they don't know the way of space, they are extremely sensitive to space.

The wheat-colored woman in front of her is very likely to be the legendary master of space. In the era when teleportation didn't exist, this kind of powerhouse was undoubtedly an extinct species.

This also means that they themselves have no countermeasures and experience.

That's why I'm so nervous.

"Don't be so nervous, I won't hurt you."

The wheat-colored woman blinked, but she didn't respond equally to their vigilance, and she was very relaxed.

"Besides, this is the residence of immortals, I dare not kill people casually."

Not to mention killing people here, no one in the whole of Haojing dared to use force casually, because it was uncertain whether there would be a thunderbolt in the next second.

Living immortals do not hold power, and rarely pay attention to the affairs of the world, but they do not ignore the things in front of them. This is the "way of survival" explored by the powerful monks in the present age. In Haojing, the dragon must be coiled, and the tiger must be lying down, unless one thinks one's own life is long.

Furthermore, immortals generally only care about nearby things. There's no need to dance on the edge of a cliff if you want to do something and go out and do it.

These words made the two of them put down their guard, at least not so nervous on the surface.

Shui Mingyuan Jun cupped his hands slightly, with a humble expression, and said in a respectful tone: "This senior, the immortal sent you here?"

Immortals are different, the guards are all special powerhouses who master space.

"I hope so, too."

The wheat-colored woman had a look of regret on her face. If possible, she also hoped that Li Changsheng sent her here.

Now the little black man has understood the gold content of Li Changsheng, this is a real faceless person. According to his current elder brother, Li Changsheng is extremely powerful even if he is placed in Wuxiang.

For such a great god, he only hated himself for not being able to hug his thigh in time. Especially next door there is a silly Tiandi Qingling hugged up, which makes people envy and hate.

Although the little black man understands that his gender is likely to be unable to enter the door, that heaven and earth Qingling doesn't even have a gender, so he can secure his position as the little butler of the fairy family.

Now the little black man can be said to be standing on the luxurious building of the bathing center, looking at Qiong Yu, who lives in the old community next door and cleans every day, drooling.

Adjusting his emotions, the little black man introduced himself: "I am the manager of the bathing center next door. If you don't understand, you can search the memory of the original body. The spring water we operate has the effect of relieving fatigue. of spring water."

"Two, you can sit down if you have time."

She took out two gold cards, which are only available to the most precious customers of the bathing center. Either a Jindan cultivator, or a senior official in the government.

Relying on the Great Wuquan, the bathing center weaves a huge network of interpersonal relationships.

At first, the little black man didn't understand, until she saw a steady stream of cultivation resources relying on the business of Dawuquan, she suddenly understood what it meant to be a thief rather than an official.

Although it was obtained through trading, many precious medicines could not be bought even with money. When it comes to surpassing everyone, it is better to have more friends than enemies.

The two people in front of them obviously came to see Li Changsheng only after obtaining approval. They had a certain background and were also potential customers.

Bathing center, a strong man with space is opening a bathing center?

Immortal Fei Xing and Lord Shui Ming Yuan grope for the memories in their bodies that do not belong to them. They can understand what the bathing center is, and they can even understand everything in modern times.

This is why the government did not discover these powerful people at the beginning of the early reincarnation. Almost everyone can grasp all the memories of the original body within a short time after reincarnation, including common sense and living habits in modern times.

It is too simple for these thousand-year-old monsters to imitate a mortal.

There are still people who maintain their original social identity and interpersonal relationship, and call a certain mortal as their parents. These people are officially classified as the mind refining sect, perhaps because of some pre-existing reasons, some of them need some kind of opportunity from their native families to complete the heart refining in the world of mortals.

For them, this is only a few decades, compared to the long life span of a thousand years, it is only a blink of an eye.

Sometimes the powerful reincarnation is like helping the poor. Even if they don't use magic power and cultivation, they are like dragons and phoenixes in other aspects, and many families have prospered because of this. Many of the so-called geniuses or late bloomers who are suddenly emerging from all walks of life are reincarnations.

But such a strong man opening a bathing center is really outrageous.

You open a brothel in front of the immortal's house, aren't you afraid of being caught?

Both of them expressed doubts at the same time. They were both public officials in their previous lives, and they were both responsible for maintaining order. They both participated in the formulation of laws about the prostitution industry.

One of them was still a chicken head.

Immortals have always cracked down on the prostitution industry, among which industrialization is the top priority. Those who do not form an organization can be imprisoned for a maximum of 15 days. Once organized prostitution trading is carried out, the maximum possible penalty is the death penalty.

Because Huang is often involved in human trafficking.

"Do you think the immortal has ever been to this bathing center?" Lord Shui Mingyuan said via voice transmission.

There is no man in the world who is not lustful, as long as there is a distinction between yin and yang, there will be a tendency in that direction, because it is an instinctive desire. Practitioners can restrain or indulge.

She wanted to ask: Is there any shortage of people there?

No need to turn your head to look, the real Feixing can feel the opponent's heavy breathing, lift his feet, drive his legs with his waist, and kick in circles.

Shui Mingyuan-jun flew out on the spot and hung on the fence of the community. The wall did not collapse, enough to show that the strike was very measured.

The little black man frowned. Although he didn't understand what happened, he still covered up the movement for the two of them very intimately. This is Haojing, the capital of the gods. Regardless of the number of monks, there are three policemen stationed on each street just to maintain social order.

Someone calls the police and within 5 minutes the police come.

They are certainly not afraid of the police, but there is no need to cause trouble.

The ordinary people around were stunned for a moment, then the original strange eyes disappeared, and they never looked this way again.

"Grass! You're sick, right?" Shui Mingyuan yelled on the spot, just like a modern person. The delicate facial features are full of anger, she really can't stand this lunatic.

In the previous life, the other party had power, and she was not easy to get angry. Now the real Feixing is an ordinary Nascent Soul.

According to the Taoist of Qingxuan, today's Shenzhou Yuanying walks all over the place.

Only Huashen can be regarded as a powerful party, and only those who have attained the Tao can dominate one party.

Real Flying Star is now a stick!

"Put away your little thoughts, don't act presumptuously, even if you just think about it." Daoist Fei Xing was condescending, with a slightly cold expression, and boundless pressure fell.

The hearts of the two present sank, as if a mountain stood in front of them.

The little black man froze for a moment, showing a look of surprise.

This doesn't look like the breath Nascent Soul should have.

"I'm saving you too. Everyone is reincarnated, which means Lord Xing is also reincarnated. Once your grandma wanted to seduce an immortal, and she was almost beaten to death by Lord Xing. The legendary sword fairy should also be reincarnated .”

Hearing Taiyin Xingjun, Shui Mingyuan-jun immediately turned off the fire, but still muttered: "The immortal is so powerful, it is not normal to have three wives and four concubines."

"Hehe, the wives and concubines of immortals are also strong, do you think they will allow you to intervene?" Daoist Fei Xing asked, "And with your body, let's forget it."

"What's wrong with me? My body is a big star, and I have a very high status in this era."

"Actors and oirans can't get on the stage, they can't get on the temple."

"You handicapped!"

"If the body is disabled but the mind is not disabled, if you can climb the high hall again, you can be a great talent."

The two quarreled several times, and in the end Lord Shui Mingyuan was completely defeated just like in the previous life.

Seeing that the two stopped arguing, the little black man smiled and said, "We are running a serious bathing business, and senior immortals often come to visit us, so there is no need to worry."

After all, Mo Luo built a bathing center for Li Changsheng, and built a seafood supermarket so that he could eat seafood.

In the future, maybe I have to open a chess and card room, or open a game company.

This has been written in the company's plan, and Mo Luo, who has mastered Dawuquan, is equivalent to the previous oil guy, and basically does not need to consider whether to lose money or not.

It's about how to create your own persona as a people's entrepreneur.

At that time, the clothing and food of millions of Cao workers will be a "golden body of merit and virtue", and anyone who dares to beat them will hand in the golden body.

Having said this, Master Fei Xing and Lord Shui Ming Yuan received the gold card, the latter looked very disappointed.

Since it is opened at the door of the immortal's house, there is basically no problem.

"Then don't bother the two of you."

The little black man cupped his hands slightly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

And at the bathing center across the street, Mo Luo's figure appeared, touching his chin, and looking at the back of the real Fei Xing.

The little black man beside him asked, "Senior Mo Luo, what's wrong with that man?"

It even made a sage king show interest. It would be fine if he turned into a god, maybe he has the qualifications for Taoism. But in the little black man's perception, these two people are both in the Nascent Soul stage.

The only special thing is that it is more profound than ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, and there is a high probability that they can break through the transformation of the gods.

"It's a bit special. The little guy on the right has a surprisingly large altar, even bigger than mine. It should be because he has practiced some very magical exercises."

Mo Luo looked away, then turned and returned to the bathing center.

There are so many things in the world that you don't know about, and who doesn't have any secrets.

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Entering the community, Master Flying Star and Lord Shui Mingyuan did not attract the attention of ordinary people in the community because they used spells to conceal their figures.

Instead, it was a land temple next to the banyan tree in the center of the community that caught their attention. The land temple was very small, only about a few square meters, and there was a clay sculpture inside.

The scent of incense is weak, not much, but enough to support a little god.

They cast their eyes, at first they didn't pay much attention, but suddenly a flash of inspiration appeared on the clay sculpture.

As if in the underworld, a cloudy emperor in a black robe cast his gaze.

After another second, everything returned to calm.

Shui Mingyuan-Jun broke out in cold sweat, and hurriedly bowed his hands and bowed. The real Fei Xing looked dignified, and bowed his hands in salute to show the offense just now.

"Let's hurry up and find the immortal." Lord Shui Mingyuan urged.

She has already deeply felt the dangers of modern times, and only Junfu can give her a sense of security.

Before the two of them could take any action, a gaze came from above their heads. Looking up, they saw a small man the size of a palm sitting on a balcony, with his calves dangling in mid-air, staring at them.

stare~

Another peak of transformation.

Immediately after his neck was slightly chilled, a subtle sword intent came, and a woman in white clothes with long hair reaching her waist appeared behind the villain and gave them a condescending look.

The two of them fell into an ice cave, at this moment even real Feixing couldn't keep calm.

Grass! What kind of magic cave is here? ! Why are there so many great gods.

Shui Mingyuan Jun is not well, she deeply understands the great struggle that Taoist Qingxuan said. In this era, I'm afraid Huashen is not considered a top powerhouse.

And Master Feixing raised his chin slightly, a sense of pride welling up spontaneously.

It is worthy of being the residence of immortals! Even such a humble place can gather the world's strongest.

Dong Yunshu just glanced at it, then looked away. There are only two things in the world that can attract her attention, Brother Li and someone stronger than herself

Qiong Yu said. "Senior Taiyin, there are two sneaky people below."

"Those two little guys should have come to look for the fairy head."

The rabbit came out of the kitchen wearing an apron and holding a spoon in hand, and went to the balcony to look out, and saw the shivering Shui Ming Yuan Jun and Fei Xing.

"The fairy is playing mahjong."

Mahjong?

The two showed doubts, and then followed the direction pointed by the spoon in Taiyin Xingjun's hand, and saw the chess and card room in the community. There was a sign on it called "Old People's Club"

There was constant noise inside, and a large group of people gathered together.

Their gazes passed over a group of old people, and they saw an ordinary young man, surrounded by many mortals, amidst the noise and the world of mortals.

A mortal, a mortal everywhere.

If there is no photo given by Daoist Qingxuan, at least they don't think it will be a fairy.

"Nonsense! Give money, give money."

With a smile on the young man's face, he coincided with the figure in his memory who sat on the jade throne, the father of the world, the head of all cultivators, and the invincible figure in the world.

He is neither sad nor happy, his eyes are downcast, sacred and supreme.

‘All my lords, are the heavens and the earth all ministers? '

The two suddenly realized that immortals can laugh and live like ordinary people.