The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

The world of creation.

Standing in the center of the world, the giant tree that blocks out the sky and sun sways slightly, and bursts of spring breeze sweep across the world.

"died?"

There was some doubt in the old tree's voice, the ground shook slightly, and a tree root as thick as an arm grew rapidly and plunged into the entrance of the cave.

Boom!

With a slight impact, the tree roots drooped weakly, and some branches fell to the ground. With this as the center, tens of thousands of hectares of surrounding land and vegetation grew wildly.

Originally, the trees here were wiped out due to the fighting, and what grew back was only saplings. However, in an instant, they grew to be several times taller than the surrounding ancient trees.

In some cases, a little bit of wisdom has been born.

The power of the formless, even if it is the tip of the hair, is an unparalleled opportunity for other creatures.

Trapped.

The old tree made such a judgment.

The space at the entrance to the cave is not sealed, but it resists its own passage due to some kind of force. And this power is extremely mysterious, an unheard of space power.

Boom!

The ground trembled violently, and thousands of vines rushed out from the ground, crashing into the entrance of the cave like a flood.

It was as powerful as a ten thousand gun, as if the entire land had fallen. Before it even hit the ground, the wind pressure it generated had already broken countless trees.

boom!

With one blow, the entire world trembled, and cracks like spider webs spread around, spreading hundreds of miles.

Some cracks appeared in the space, and the entrance was almost destroyed directly. However, it was still unable to penetrate the repulsive force inside.

Such movement caused the golden bird demons stationed on the branches to fly into the air one after another, and countless insects, fish, birds and beasts were alarmed in the world of creation.

The plant and tree spirits guarding the door were frightened and fell down on the spot.

The old tree deliberately avoided them, and the vines threw them out before the attack could land.

But the ants will not be afraid whether the giant hurts them. The existence of the giant itself is intimidating.

What's more, this is the first time the old tree has taken action. Except for the golden bird demon family living on the canopy, the grass and tree spirits actually don't know whether the old tree spirit has a will.

I didn't dare to disturb him rashly.

Just like the ancient sacred mountain, everyone knows that the old tree spirit is not simple, but if he does not take the initiative to communicate, there is no way to know his mind.

"Is this a sacred tree? There is sanity in the sacred tree?!"

One of them has turned into a humanoid grass and tree monster with a look of astonishment on his face, and his expression reflects the hearts of all the grass and tree monsters.

This sacred tree that supports the entire world of creation actually has self-awareness.

Someone once speculated that if the sacred tree has self-awareness, then its realm is definitely higher than that of the holy king, which is the legendary enlightenment.

Because of this conjecture, King Yao has been testing it for the past few years, and even finally took the risk and broke off a branch.

However, there was no movement from the sacred tree from beginning to end. Even more and more vegetation and monsters tried to break the branches, but there was still no movement.

Although only Medicine King has the strength to break off the branch so far, there is still no movement after being so offended. Everyone thinks that the sacred tree does not have self-awareness. It is a sacred object in the world of creation, a sacred tree that accompanies the world of creation.

"God bless my world of creation. With this great god here, who in the world would dare to invade the world of creation! Please follow me to visit the sacred tree! Let the sacred tree save the Medicine King!"

The old man with a gourd on his head was overjoyed and jumped towards the towering tree in the center of the world of creation.

As soon as he got close, a golden light fell, and a golden bird revealed its true form, spreading its wings and blocking his way.

"Shu Zun doesn't see anyone now."

The Golden Bird, the most mysterious race in the world of creation, has been living in the canopy of the sacred tree since all the vegetation and monsters became intelligent, and has been protected by the sacred tree.

Now it seems that they do have a chance to communicate with the sacred tree.

The old man Calabash did not dare to offend easily, but the constant fluctuations of fighting skills coming from the cave entrance behind him made him anxious.

He searched the memories of those intruders and expressed his thoughts word for word, saying: "Fellow Taoist, now that foreign enemies are attacking, those despicable invaders want to refine us into elixirs and turn us into medicine and food! Let us turn this world into food and medicine!" Let creation serve as a pasture!”

"Now that the King of Medicine is alone and unable to support himself, and we can't help him, we still ask the Lord of the Trees to help save the grass, tree, and monsters from the fire and water!"

"There are no eggs in the nest! If they are allowed to enter the world of creation and plunder them all, where will fellow Taoists get the spiritual herbs and spiritual objects?"

The eyes of the golden bird blocking the road changed slightly, and it couldn't help but feel hesitant when it came to its own interests.

The golden-threaded divine bird family will also devour elixirs and spiritual objects, but under the influence of the sacred tree, they are equally peaceful in nature. He will not devour spiritual elixirs, let alone kill.

But after all, the golden bird is not without form, and it also needs spiritual grass and spiritual objects.

Who wants to have a burglar in their home?

Previously, the old man Gourd didn't understand why the King of Medicine turned into a human form and why he needed memory.

Because this can make up for their natural defects, which are an extreme lack of social experience and no language arts.

Failure to communicate will ultimately lead to two extremes.

The Golden Bird obviously hesitated for a moment, then shook his head in refusal and said:

"You can't advance half a step, and the life and death of the plants, trees, spirits and monsters are left to fate."

The sacred tree does not belong to any party, and has no obligations or rights as their parents. Because of the friendship accumulated in their previous lives, the golden bird family can be protected by the sacred tree, but it does not mean that they can let the sacred tree stand up for unrelated people.

After all, for such long-lived beings, all fights are natural for them, and it doesn't matter who wins.

Even if the winner really turns the world of creation into a medicine garden, the sacred tree will not care. Just like in the ancient sacred mountain in the previous life, the demon saints and demon kings rotated like flowing water. Who was called invincible, who was undefeated, and who dominated the world.

In the end, it was nothing more than a casual listen to the old tree when he woke up. The next time it was "Who is called invincible now?"

Then the contemporary golden bird announced his name and finally said when he died.

The old tree responded. If he was interested, he would continue to ask. If he was not interested, he would continue to sleep.

From the end of ancient times to the time of immortality, the old tree's territory has always been the small pool. Now because the world has just opened, the body unconsciously reveals its true form.

That's why it grew so big.

The old tree just let nature take its course without changing it, and has a slight resemblance to someone else.

The center of the world of creation.

The person with the highest cultivation level of the golden bird family fell on the tree trunk. The old tree recounted the cause and effect, his voice was smooth and long, as if he had no sense of danger at all when he was surrounded by powerful men of the same level.

Because it is sure that it will not die, and even the other party cannot hurt itself.

The old tree never kills, but that doesn't mean he has no interest in his own safety. On the contrary, it is not good at other things, but it is the best at self-protection in history.

At his peak, even if he was struck by the Heavenly Sword a million times, even the bark of the tree was not broken. The strength of his body had surpassed that of an innate treasure, and he was truly immortal.

His way is eternal.

But he is not good at fighting.

"You don't have to worry about Lao Chan's safety, but Lao Chan has never fought with an existence of the same level. I don't know if I can protect you. I will send you out later to China, where there is someone who will protect you."

"He should be stronger than me, and he should be stronger now."

Recalling that when he entered Taoism at the age of 80, Laoshu had the most violent mood swings in his nearly 100,000 years, which almost made him stand upright from the ground.

Later, they were separated for thousands of years, and when they saw each other again, they had no trace of each other.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for him to imagine what kind of grace it would be if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes for 5,000 years.

And since that time, the other party should have lived for a long time, and he is definitely stronger than himself.

The leader of the Golden Bird Clan asked: "May I ask, Your Majesty, who is this powerful senior?"

"You saw it before," said the old tree.

I have seen?

The head of the Golden Bird Clan immediately thought of an ordinary Taoist in green, and he turned into a boy, holding up pots and pans to help him ask for rewards from mortals.

This was done to entertain the public, they were hoping for a lucky draw, and I was getting money for drinking and watching the show.

Little one, if you want to come too, I’ll give you a chance.

Later, she became a demon saint, and the golden bird family also became divine birds. The demons become saints, one person attains enlightenment, and the whole clan ascends to heaven.

Relying on their bloodline, they can also gain a foothold in the world.

And the monkey demon finally stayed in the demon king, and it was difficult to break through until it died. Because the immortal gave them two opportunities at the beginning, the former was a spiritual creature, and the latter was a skill.

Monkey disliked the Changchun Kung Fu and chose the spiritual fruit, so she chose the Kung Fu technique.

It wasn't until she broke through the Demon Saint that she realized that the Changchun Kung Fu given by the Immortal was tailor-made. I also gradually understood the great talent of the sacred tree, which can throw out a book of ways to enter the Tao.

"The living immortal Li Changsheng?"

"Well, go ahead and come back in a thousand years."

The old tree doesn't care who targets him. If he doesn't move, he will be immortal.

No matter whether it is a thousand years or ten thousand years, no one can survive himself.

A breeze picked up all the canaries, carrying a section of branches with them.

The leader of the golden-threaded divine bird held a branch in his mouth and flew out of the world of creation with his clan members. As soon as he reached the entrance, an indescribable force of space imprisoned him in place.

A green leaf fell from the branch, the space became calm again, and the golden bird family successfully flew out of the world of creation.

What catches the eye is the snow and Taoism all over the sky.

The Great Sage Pingtian fought against the heroes alone, repelling one holy king after another with one man and one sword. But until now, no one has tried their best. They all do it in the name of competition, and will immediately give in after being slightly injured.

Of course, there are those like Fengdu City who extend an olive branch, and there are also those who do nothing but delay time, which fully reflects the complexity of the era after reincarnation.

A few days ago, a little loach who transformed into a god came to join in the fun. He had an immortal sign hanging around his neck and claimed to be the Dragon King of the Dragon Palace.

He boasted that he wanted to fight the Great Sage Pingtian, and then dragged it on for three days and three nights, allowing King Medicine to take a breather.

In order to express his "respect" for such a powerful enemy, the Loach Dragon King, the Great Sage Pingtian cut off a section of his hair and presented it to him.

Others dare to be angry but dare not speak out.

If this loach didn't have a dog tag, someone would have slapped him to death.

Holy King Pingtian noticed the golden bird, their eyes met, and then they looked away.

The leader of the Golden Bird Clan flew away from the Arctic Circle, and no one stopped him this time. Because once before, the Taoism disappeared into nothingness, these powerful men knew that this kind of bird demon was protected by the existence inside.

As for these vegetation and monsters, they have not taken action until now. It is obvious that they are not related to each other.

The leader of the golden-threaded bird tried his best to fly to China, but she could feel a great fear in her mind.

Buzz!

The space fluctuated slightly, and she was squeezed out of the void in an instant, unable to move anymore.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding space solidified, and it was collapsing towards them from all directions, with no escape or escape.

Another green leaf falls, and the crisis disappears again.

Arriving in the land of China, the Golden Bird Clan Leader's heartbeat inexplicably accelerated, and his life was rapidly draining away. He seemed to have aged a year in one second.

Another green leaf falls.

Its life is replenished but still passing away.

All the golden birds were frightened. The unknown is the greatest terror in the world. The leader of the Golden Bird Clan suspected that without the branches from the sacred tree, they might not be able to fly out of the world of creation.

What kind of terrifying existence is targeting them?

The golden-threaded divine bird clan flew over the long Greater Khingan Mountains and was immediately noticed by the monks stationed on the hills here and intercepted them.

The stretching mountains lit up with thousands of spiritual lights, the magic circle appeared, the real person soared into the sky, and the spiritual sword was unsheathed.

Qingxuan stood in front of them, and when he saw the coat color of the golden-threaded bird family, his eyes showed a different look.

"Where are you going?"

"Come to China to find immortals."

The leader of the Golden Bird Clan replied that she recognized this Taoist, known as Qingxuan Half Immortal, and he was also a disciple of Li Changsheng.

Privately, everyone calls him a simple version of an immortal, so he is called a half-immortal. Later, I gradually stopped calling, because Qingxuan couldn't even qualify as the simple version.

What else did Qingxuan want to ask, but a familiar voice came to his ears. He waved his hand and said, "Let it go. Inform local governments, companies, and immortal sects to let them all go. Don't beat people down."

The sky in China is restricted, and every big city is protected by its magic circle. If you fly upright in the sky without the protection of a token, you will most likely be bombarded down.

The leader of the Golden Bird Clan thanked him, and then hurriedly led his clan members towards China as if they were escaping.

A silent sigh came from the void, everything was in vain.

The golden-threaded divine bird clan completely leapt over the Greater Khingan Mountains, and the steel forest of the human city came into view, with the smell of noise and fireworks blowing towards them.

Unlike the turmoil in the Arctic Circle, there is only peace and prosperity.

The branches pointed it in a direction.

A group of golden birds flew into the divine capital and landed on a tree in the old city.

The mortals below started a busy day, including office workers leaving home in a hurry, sanitation workers sweeping the floor, and vendors setting up food stalls.

A somewhat slovenly young man walked out of the community, yawned, scratched his belly, and sat down at the breakfast stall as usual.

"Boss, give me a clear noodle soup."

The leader of the golden-threaded divine bird fell on the table, put down the withered branches, lowered his head slightly and said, "Greetings to the Immortal Immortal of the Human Race. I am asking for your protection on the order of the Tree Lord."

In her eyes, he was just an ordinary mortal, and his appearance was not that of the immortal in his previous life, but the branches were unmistakable.

"What happened to the old tree spirit?" Li Yi asked casually.

The leader of the Golden Bird Clan recounted the incident, and what he received was not a solemn attitude from the other party, but a chuckle.

"Haha, the old tree spirit is still as stubborn as ever. He was frightened by such a simple thing. Isn't it just one Wuxiang? No, there should be two."

Li Yi chuckled, as if he looked down upon him, but also as if he took it for granted. While pouring vinegar into the clear soup noodles, he said casually:

"Hide for a thousand years? Do you want to wait for me to kill them?"