The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

The powerful man who snatched the innate elixir and was killed as soon as he left the Arctic Circle seemed to have pressed the pause button on this crazy battlefield.

Located in the center of the battlefield, the beaten man stopped his movements and opened a safe distance by coincidence. The rest did not join the battle, and the outside observers also turned their heads to look in a certain direction in unison.

In the direction of the Death Transformation God, there are still traces of the Holy King's attack in the void.

With their current cultivation base, they can't see the outside situation across hundreds of kilometers, but their perception is beyond the naked eye, and their intuition is beyond common sense. The gap between the two is like humans hearing thunder from the sky.

I only hear the power of thunder, but not the true meaning.

No one could perceive those holy kings, as if these higher-level existences all hid in unison, but were besieged outside the Arctic Circle.

The Holy King does not enter the Arctic Circle.

"Stopped?"

He Kun, who was fishing, was surprised when he saw that the noisy fighting for many days had suddenly quieted down, and then suddenly realized.

The reason is not difficult to guess.

Everyone is not a fool and can deduce it at a glance.

In the beginning, everyone beat them to death. Although it was a bit dangerous, someone might have their brains taken off one day. But benefits and risks coexist, and the Arctic forests continue to produce all kinds of treasures. Each is extremely rare and can speed up their recovery of strength.

The world recovers slowly, step by step.

They don't need to become better than their previous life in a short period of time, they just need to be better than most people. If any treasure is born in the future, it may be just a few years of skill, and it will be able to win the treasure against all the heroes.

The original accumulation is completed in this way, and once the snowball rolls, ordinary people can't catch up at all.

There are two types of strong people in the world, one is strong enough, and the other is the first to occupy resources.

Often the latter is more victorious and more decisive.

Because the opponents of the strong are often people of the same realm, two people with similar strengths will definitely need to fight for their background in the end.

Take Sword Immortal as an example, there is no holy king in the world who can match him.

The variable is Tianjian.

Everyone wants to find a piece of original capital for themselves so that they can gain a foothold in the world in the future. But now the Holy King is hiding outside, which also means that they may not be able to take them with them when they go out.

Once the benefits disappeared, everyone's brains suddenly grew back.

"I just don't know if I can hold it back in the end, or if those holy kings will make a statement." He Kun shook his head and continued fishing. Compared with the other faces full of sadness, he was more indifferent.

The treasure in the arctic forest, if he can get a share of the pie, he will naturally not refuse. Shenzhou is rich in products, but it is not for him to spend alone. What's more, like innate treasure medicine, which is hard to come by, no amount of spirit stones can be bought.

Back then, when Li Changsheng searched for a life-saving treasure for himself, he searched all over the world and got back a quasi-innate treasure medicine, which was not as good as the panacea that everyone was fighting for just now. After all, such good things often only appear once in thousands of years. If you grab them, you will refine them. It is impossible to hang them at home as a treasure.

But if there is no life flower at all, then everyone will not work hard.

After about a stick of incense, He Kun got in touch with Shenzhou, and Qingxuan was on the phone.

When asked about the situation here, He Kun told Qingxuan what happened just now, and asked: "Daoist Qingxuan, do you know why the Holy King didn't enter the Arctic Circle?"

"I don't know, but I'll find out later, please wait for 10 minutes." The kiss on the other end of the phone answered in this way, which made people feel a little puzzled.

He Kun asked: "Why do you have to wait 10 minutes?"

Qingxuan replied: "Because today is Friday, the elder will go to play mahjong. A game of mahjong usually takes 5 to 10 minutes."

It turned out that I was going to ask Brother Li.

He Kun twitched the corner of his mouth, obviously he has not realized the efficiency of this method.

As long as Li Yi is not looking for work, he is still very happy to ask the other party verbally, and it can save Qingxuan a lot of unnecessary trouble. For example, in the current situation, he is not a holy king, and neither is He Kun.

Li Yi is comparable to Wuxiang, so he naturally knows more than others.

About 8 minutes later, Qingxuan replied: "Tigers roar in the mountains and forests, all beasts retreat."

"It's alright for you morphing gods to make a fuss. The Holy King is no longer a child, so naturally he doesn't dare to take it lightly. In the forest in the North Pole, there is a Wuxiang."

"The above are the original words of the immortal head. Daoists don't need to pay attention to this Wuxiang. The level is too high for us to worry about."

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Three days have passed like this, the wind and snow are still there, and the temperature is getting colder, breaking through the lowest temperature in history.

The entire Arctic Ocean turned into an ice cap.

There was an extra polar bear beside He Kun, who was sitting behind and secretly eating the fish he had caught. The huge body of several hundred kilograms walked lightly, and he might not notice it unless he turned his head.

Suddenly a black shadow descended from the sky, scaring the polar bear to run away with a fish in its head.

Animals' perception of danger is far superior to that of humans. In its eyes, these people are not two-legged sheep, but wild beasts that are countless times bigger than themselves. But just as the tiger doesn't pay attention to the butterflies that fall on it, He Kun and the others don't pay attention to the animals in the Arctic Circle.

Of course, those who were affected by the fighting and died were not counted.

Furthermore, very few people would intentionally lick the ground to attack with Taoism, so the creatures in the Arctic Circle would not be extinct.

The polar bear went away, He Kun ignored it, and instead looked at the person who fell in front of him.

With a high forehead, single eyelids, and a somewhat sinister face, his cultivation level is also a transformation of a god.

He bowed his hands slightly and saluted, and announced his family name: "Head of the Tianxia Sect, his name is Jian Heng. Fellow Taoist, you are polite."

The head of Tianxia Sect, Venerable Jianheng, just by knowing his name, you can know that he is also a founder-level figure.

There has always been an unwritten rule in the spiritual world. In terms of titles, those who are called kings or venerables are basically gods. In addition to the Tianjian Sect, sects such as Shangqing Palace with a long heritage usually have one incarnation god, who is the founder.

The majority of future generations are in desolation, and there are also a few who have disappeared in the long river of history.

The Tianxia School did not exist in the Immortal Age.

"The daoist name is Yu Fu, and fellow daoists can call me He Kun."

He Kun bowed his hands and said, "If someone gives me one face, I will give others three cents."

Reciprocity is applicable no matter where it is placed.

Previously, the demonic god knew that he was escorting the expedition team from the Arctic Circle, but he still kept an eye on him. Naturally, he wanted to test him.

Everyone is not stupid, but some people overestimate their own strength.

So since that time, other people's fights revolved around He Kun, except for some unavoidable aftermath, no one provoked him again. The Venerable Jianheng also spoke politely and explained what it means to fear power but not virtue.

"Fellow Daoist, what are you talking about?"

"I came here on behalf of a senior, and wanted to reach a consensus with Jianzong."

"consensus?"

He Kun narrowed his eyes slightly, his face remained calm, and thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind.

Now the holy kings near the Arctic Circle have reached an agreement, but the junior sister has not communicated with them.

"It seems that the holy kings have already discussed it. I don't know what advice they have for my sword sect?"

"Gao Jian dare not say that the name of Sword Immortal is still powerful in the world." Venerable Jian Heng complimented him, which was both modest and true.

Those beings above the Holy King generally would not make a move, and it is difficult for them to compete for anything in this world. In the end, the most powerful people active in this world are basically saint kings.

Sword Immortal is no longer the strongest, but definitely not the weakest.

With the Heavenly Sword in hand, killing the God of Transformation is like chopping vegetables, and King Dou Sheng is probably not much worse, as can be seen from the attitudes of those seniors.

"Holy King, don't enter the North Pole. You don't take any elixir, but you only take one piece of innate medicine, is that good?"

really.

He Kun had a clear expression on his face, he had expected this consensus a long time ago.

The Transformation Gods who were beaten to death were not fools, nor were the Saint Kings who blocked the outside. Smart people often have a very tacit understanding.

The sage king is afraid that the Wuxiang inside will not dare to make a mistake, and the gods are afraid that they will go dormant again after fetching water from the bamboo basket, so there is a compromise between the two evils.

The holy kings don't kill people, but they charge tolls.

Although there is a little less benefit, the commitment of empathy is worth it. If the Holy King enters the game, the innate treasure medicine will basically not transform into a god.

But what does this have to do with the Immortal Dao of Shenzhou?

Now he is the only one in China who came here, but it doesn't mean that he is the only one in China. Taking it out for comparison alone, any force is insignificant in the face of the entire Shenzhou.

Therefore, Shenzhou Xiandao does not need to reach a consensus with them.

They don't deserve it yet.

In their eyes, the generous tolls are actually very small in the whole of China.

He Kun shook his head and said:

"Fellow Daoist, please go back, I, Shenzhou, have no intention of participating."

Venerable Jianheng's expression froze slightly. He thought that the other party would refuse, but he didn't expect it to be so straightforward.

But he also had nothing to say, who told him to have big fists?

At the same time, he is also a messenger, so there is no need to make enemies for nothing.

"Farewell."

Lord Jianheng left.

He Kun looked down and saw that the hole he had just dug was frozen, and a little spiritual fire melted the ice, and he continued fishing.

After another three days, the last batch of Arctic expedition team left, and his work was over.

Boom!

There was a loud noise in the distance, and the battle of martial arts kicked off again.

A huge blade flew from afar and hit the ground with a loud bang. The ice surface with a radius of tens of miles cracked, and the waves were hundreds of meters high.

Afterwards, the icy true energy remaining above froze all the sea water, and the splashed water froze at this moment.

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In mid-January, the Arctic Circle was completely reduced to a battlefield, and the world's strongest gathered.

The south of Greater Khingan Mountains was put on alert, and some small towns along the Arctic Ocean were fully evacuated.

At the same time, the Shenzhou Xianmen did not participate in the battle, but many reincarnations who were dormant in Shenzhou began to show their heads. According to the official records, a certain deep mountain and old forest full of aura was originally inhabited by 38 reincarnated people, but 20 of them left in just a few days.

They don't join the government, they don't work in the company, and they are not regular members of the fairy sect, they are out-and-out civilians.

The government leased some eyes full of spiritual energy to them, which is considered to appease them, lest these people come out to make trouble.

Now that I have walked more than half of it at once, it is enough to see the grand occasion of the Arctic forest.

A small town on the coast of the Arctic Ocean has been transformed into a military center at this time, and there are a total of 3,000 Daqin quick-response monk troops stationed here.

It is also the product of the current transformation of China's military.

There are also methods similar to the army in the practice world, such as puppets, Taoist soldiers, battle formations and so on.

In a red brick house, the firewood in the fireplace burns the room very warmly.

Wei Xi sat in front of the desk, on which dozens of exit applications were piled up, from fairy gates all over China.

People in Xianmen generally have public positions and work in companies, so they can't just leave like folk reincarnations.

The assistant next to him, Tang Ke, was puzzled: "As a person of the Immortal Way, you can be considered as having no worries about food and clothing in China. Why do you put yourself in danger? In today's Arctic Circle, even if a spirit enters, it is not possible to come out alive. What happens there every day?" Like dropping a nuclear bomb."

"Man perishes for wealth, and birds perish for food. This has been the case since ancient times."

Wei Xi signed all the exit application forms without having to read them.

Because it can't be stopped, China has no shortage of these reincarnations.

As for the reason why they took the risk, it was very simple.

"Although these people are members of the Immortal Sect, they are not the reincarnations of the Immortal Dao who corrected Hongmiao. They are either blessed by future generations, or they are from before the Sword Immortal Era. In China, which inherited the one-palace and two-sect system from the Immortal Era, , they can neither speak nor get into the circle."

"Of course, I'm not saying how dark the Immortal Path is. It's just that there are only a few positions. Unless they have the talent to govern the world, why should they be given to them?"

Circles and relationships are very important. Even Wei Xi once had to rely on his family, which is what people call aristocratic family.

Dong Yunshu is actually the same, but she is more respectable and relies on the sword sect, which is the relationship in the previous life. Otherwise, with her kind of personality, she would probably overthrow the entire China or be labeled as a wanted criminal.

It's not that it can't be done without Sword Sect Dong Yunshu, but without the middleman, the situation will become uncontrollable.

Such as rabbits for them.

"Most people are mediocre. If you want to be extraordinary, you have to work hard."

"But you only have one life."

All exit applications were approved, put into special envelopes, and delivered to the hands of the smug reincarnations.

They walked together, disappearing into the wind and snow with their determination and hope to be transcendent again.

About a week later, one person came back.

Wei Xi met him and saw that his arms were empty, his left eye was smashed, his right leg was broken, and only his left leg remained.

The other party was in a daze and was deeply injured, although he had taken the elixir to save his life. But an injury of this degree has already severely damaged the foundation. If there is no innate treasure that can change one's destiny, this life will be nothing more than a golden elixir.

"Master Yuan Ming, did you say that you entered the core area of ​​the Arctic forest?"

Wei Xi asked straight to the point. This was also the reason why she met the other party.

Otherwise, she has no interest in meeting losers, not to mention that they still choose their own path.

“What’s in the core area?”

"It's a cave in the sky." The injured Jindan's body trembled slightly and said: "It's all elixirs, all elixirs that can turn into spirits! There is a medicine king that has broken through the upper limit of heaven and earth, and has powers comparable to those in the early stages of divine transformation. Strength."

"The elixir that turns you into a spirit? The king of magic medicine?"

Wei Xi looked stunned. She didn't expect to get such an answer.

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Deep in the Arctic forest, vines sprout out of huge circular holes, strangling anyone who attempts to enter them.

Some monks broke through the blockade and rushed inside.

What you see is a new world.

It is full of greenery, the clouds are thousands of feet high, and there are ancient trees.

A blade of sword grass swayed slightly, and in an instant the stars in the sky appeared, converging into a ray of sword light, and slashed down the peak of the golden elixir with one sword.

There are countless unheard of vegetation and monsters left.

This is the opportunity for those who were reincarnated at the beginning of the world, and it is also the opportunity for the elixir that was completely reduced to oral food in the previous life. It takes an extremely long time for plants and trees to become spiritual, and often there are only a few in an era.

Now after reincarnation, there are thousands of giants, no weaker than the Dragon Palace Dragon Clan.

Named the world of creation.