The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

The Temple of Incense hangs high in the sky over the Western Region.

Panhu was sitting on the throne of God as always, but this time he was no longer hanging high above people's heads. He was the heavenly father who had been sacred and inviolable for thousands of years.

He is no longer a statue, but a god who has fallen to earth.

He took over the Western Region a year ago, began to contact social affairs, began to formulate laws, began to manage finances, began to improve people's livelihood, began to punish evil and promote good, began to kill officials, practitioners, and the god of incense...

The most obvious one is that due to the fusion between supernatural power and reality, social income has plummeted. Now residents' income has recovered to 1/3 of what it was ten years ago. As for prices, due to the "population incense field" theory, the original monopoly giants have long been wiped out, and prices have dropped three times.

In terms of social development, monks are obviously inferior to modern officials with rich experience in the short term. But if they just want to satisfy their basic necessities, food, clothing, housing and transportation, it will not be difficult for these reincarnations at all.

At present, the most popular thing in the Western Region is to turn the people who were originally responsible for management into soul slaves, control everything about them, and let them manage it.

Incense Divine Court is no exception, but Panhu was never responsible.

But just a year ago, Panhu absorbed all the past of these soul slaves, a total of 12,000 people.

Then began his reign.

The incense palace hangs high above the heads of the world, and the light of the gods drives away all ugliness.

As Wuxiang, Panhu does not need to consider the interests of anyone under his command.

This is also the government's initial fear of powerful individuals. Strong people do not need to consider the logic of any social operation, and the laws accumulated by human beings for thousands of years lose the right to interpret them.

Panhu has become a real god. Even though mandatory prayers were banned half a year ago, the incense he gets now is several times that of before.

The figure of Dayu Yansheng appeared under the throne. Looking from a distance, he seemed to see a strange way of heaven.

Panhu's state is very wrong.

"You look a lot like Li Changsheng now, Li Changsheng in the Immortal Palace period." Dayu Yansheng said.

This is a kind of temptation. If the other party admits it, then there is still room for recovery. If the other party denies it, then the situation may once again exceed his expectations.

Being Wuxiang, being able to detect his own abnormal state shows that he still has some remaining strength.

Panhu's movements in dealing with various things in the Western Region stopped slightly, and his indifferent expression became a little stunned, and then he nodded calmly: "For a while, mortals have been spying on the memories of reincarnated people after they mastered the soul-searching technique, and some people have seen too much. It will be affected by memory, and so will time."

"It's just that what I see is the memory of heaven and earth, and I see individuals through heaven and earth. Li Changsheng's influence on my existence is expected, and I can control it."

"Control? Your current state is called control?"

Dayu Yansheng raised his eyebrows.

Now Panhu is exactly the same as the Lord of Immortal Palace that he learned from the Broken Cultivation World, for a conceptual human society, which is the so-called world. Work hard and rely on your own efforts to create a peaceful and prosperous age.

This is a display of individual power, but it is not the mentality a strong man should have.

Li Changsheng is determined to make the world conform to his wishes, but Panhu obviously has no intention of doing so.

"Since you woke up a year ago, you have killed 100,000 people so far. Nobles, high-ranking officials, practitioners, and even the god of incense. You are in charge of politics, economy, military, culture, people's livelihood, and all other human beings. Out comes altruism, cooperation, social behavior.”

"In the end, it is just to completely take the power of this so-called human society into your hands."

"And you don't need more incense, just enjoying the power."

"You are pursuing power over the ants."

Incense is also a avenue, but it is meaningless to Wuxiang, because they themselves have become enlightened.

Outsiders all say that Panhu will become enlightened after occupying the incense. In fact, he only uses the incense as a tool, a temporary transitional tool. Once the world recovers to a certain extent, Panhu will definitely leave the position of Heavenly Father.

Heavenly Father is too cheap for him.

Panhu looked calm and replied: "Everything in the world has cause and effect, and time itself is also cause and effect. Since I want to know the way, I have to become that person."

"I am still required to take the place of a human race who has not yet entered the Dao, let alone Li Changsheng?"

"Brother, you have seen my methods, but you have never understood them, just like I do to you."

Dayu Yansheng was speechless. He was temporarily certain that Panhu had not become the incarnation of Li Changsheng, and he had also seen the influence of the power of time in the broken practice world.

But how can Mortal Phantom compare to Li Changsheng?

Panhu stopped explaining, and with his eyes slightly closed, thousands of spiritual thoughts spread out from the void, weaving a dragnet that ran through the entire Western Region society.

Soul Slave, a Taoist method of manipulating the soul, is also a proxy for the person being manipulated.

In ancient times, the application of this method was sparse and common, ranging from being used by Buddhist gods and beasts to protect mountains, to being used by slaves with different names in different eras but with the same destination. The real distinction between good and evil comes from Li Changsheng.

Panhu now has 100,000 soul slaves, all of whom are the original management.

They now live like normal people, but their divinity has been engraved deep in their minds and they cannot do anything that violates the law.

Li Changsheng, who reflected the Immortal Palace period, did not seem to have become an incarnation. Panhu didn't have the other person's humanity, and he didn't have what humans call benevolence.

Perhaps his method belongs to the reverse practice of Li Changsheng.

Dayu Yansheng thought this way, and then disappeared again.

I don’t know how long passed.

Panhu picked up a jade slip mechanically, otherwise his hand would not be steady, and the jade slip would fall under the throne with a clang.

An indescribable fatigue surged into my heart, followed by a severe headache, as if my brain was about to explode.

"...Why is this world so heavy? There is obviously no calamity like during Li Changsheng's time?"

"Is it because you haven't practiced enough magical powers with thousands of thoughts?"

Panhu thinks so.

But everyone knows that he is now ten times more relaxed than Li Changsheng.

——

China, Roche Group Bath Center.

The office located on the top floor has a luxurious interior decoration. On the left and right sides are a bright yellow spring and a blood-red tree one meter high.

Big Wuquan, Dragon Blood Tree.

The former is a rare treasure from heaven and earth, which can continuously produce spiritual springs. The value it produces is equivalent to a high-grade spiritual vein, or even worse. The latter is a dragon blood tree. Its production capacity is not as good as that of Dawuquan, but it is of great benefit to body refining and is equally valuable.

Converted into Chinese currency, these two treasures can produce spiritual objects worth 300 million every day. If some immeasurable premium is added, it is not impossible to add a zero at the end.

These two treasures were obtained from the first two meals.

Boom, boom, boom!

There was a knock on the door, and then a woman with wheat-colored skin walked in.

"Boss, you called me?"

The little black man has no name or surname, and his name belongs to a race with social and heritage characteristics. Although she did not say it explicitly, it is not difficult to guess that she does not belong to social races such as humans, dragons, phoenixes, and fox demons.

Or you may never want to fit into a group.

Entering Taoism and cultivating oneself will give you the qualifications to establish yourself outside the world in your previous life.

Not now.

But the little black man was very satisfied, so satisfied that he had forgotten about the group of little brothers far away on the island.

After all, those who can live in this street, least of all, start as a Saint King, a living immortal, a Tree Lord, the Lord of Tongyou, the Ancestor of the Inner Demon, a Sword Immortal, etc.

"I need to go to the Western Regions."

"Oh, I'm going to prepare your luggage right now."

"I participated in the struggle of those supreme beings. I need to disrupt a certain plan of the great saint in the Western Region."

The two talked in tandem, and the little black man was stunned for a moment, and then started to sweat profusely. For a moment, she wondered if she had drank too much in Dawuquan recently, and had some kind of undetectable problem with her body.

She asked tentatively: "The struggle between Wuxiang?"

"Um."

"You want me to come too?"

"Um."

Mo Luo nodded. When it came to the means of escaping, he was really not as good as his opponent.

"Boss, there are still a group of little brothers in my hometown who are waiting for food, so I will take my leave first."

The little black man bowed and resigned, turned around and left. He was kicked out of the room and a pair of hands grabbed her collar.

The surrounding space was already blocked at this moment. When the Holy King took action, even a little black man who had learned the art of space could not easily break free from such a short distance.

She was still sure she could run, but walking would require some sacrifice, but it didn't have to be that way.

Mara would not kill himself because of this.

He will add money.

"You are now only one step away from the Holy King. The most test of the way of space is the body. The essence of the so-called space shuttle is to polish yourself into a drill and forcibly break through one space barrier after another. I can Part of the original spring of the Great Wu Spring is given to you so that you can cultivate an indestructible body."

Mara's move was very generous, and he also caught the little black man's weak spot, causing her breathing to quicken for a moment.

All she needs now is her physical body to break through the Holy King and further control the space.

In the end, the desire to survive defeated greed, and the little black man shook his head and refused:

"Boss, we can't get involved in a fight of this level. If you go in and narrowly escape death, I'm afraid you won't be able to come back."

"Shu Zun will give us the means to save our lives, and we are just pawns, soldiers against soldiers, against generals. The chance of the Great Sage taking action against us is very small. The real opponents are other powerful people in the Western Region, such as the Earth Mother."

"But if that great saint looks at us, we will die without any life. We will be just ants in the eyes of those supreme beings. Boss, the world has recovered to this extent, and you should accept your own mediocrity!"

The little black man's voice rose, and the surrounding space began to tremble slightly, and the blockade was about to be broken.

Human cognition is limited by the height at which they stand. Compared with ordinary people, those who have entered the Tao are like a high mountain.

But when those who follow the Taoism look up, what they see is not mountains, but the insurmountable sky.

"Without appearance, they are all ants."

Mara was silent, he was very aware of the current situation, and the current world could no longer tolerate the Holy King's intervention.

What truly determines the general trend of heaven and earth is Wuxiang. Any one of these supreme beings is enough to suppress everything.

He said calmly:

"Be the first to enter the battlefield, and then be promoted to an official position. Nothing is perfect in the past. The immortal way has its own words, and practice is worth fighting. We are also a group of desperadoes."

"Li Changsheng and Shu Zun are going to deal with that great sage. Maybe I will go one step further and be considered a legend even if I die."

Mo Luo let go of his hand, and the surrounding space blockade was lifted at this moment.

"I won't force you, but I need you to spend a lot of money to make a life-saving means, at least to be able to escape the pursuit of the Earth Mother with confidence. I don't want to waste the back-up skills given by the Tree Master on this kind of thing, of course I will pay of."

"And help me take care of this place, keep a backup plan, maybe I can come back from the dead."

Facing Wuxiang, Mara couldn't guarantee whether his methods would be effective.

"What happens after you die?" the little black man suddenly asked.

The next second he was kicked out.

"roll."

Then the door closed with a bang, and Mara left only one sentence.

"Leave in a week, you can think about it yourself."

"If you eat it, won't it be mine?"

The little black man muttered in her heart, and then she did not prepare for the matter entrusted by Mara, but turned around and came to the old community.

Under the unit building, he raised his hands and waved continuously, and soon a heaven and earth spirit floated down from above.

He briefly explained the situation. Ordinary black people would not tell anyone about this kind of thing, but Qiong Yu would definitely know about it in the Xian family.

This community has essentially formed a circle. The two beings must know about the conversation here now, but they can only get on the line with Qiong Yu.

Finally, the little black man offered the spiritual object with both hands.

"I dare you to ask my sister to tell me whether the Immortal wants to deal with the great saint of the Western Region."

Qiong Yu thought for a moment and felt that this question could be answered. He accepted the spiritual object, nodded and said, "Senior Shu Zun has indeed discussed it with the Immortal Chief many times."

"Thank you."

The little black man dodged back to the bathing center and opened the office door with a bang.

He looked solemn and said righteously: "Boss, I am willing to accompany you to risk my life! But I want 30%!"

Mo Luo raised his eyebrows and said, "I'll give you 40%."

At the end of the month, the two left China.

The moment their feet left the border, they silently took two steps back.

"Boss, you go first."

"Coward."

As he headed toward the Western Region, Mara saw various statues of gods. The incense temple he saw along the way was actually 100,000 in size.

The things that mortals need to do every day are clearly arranged. In addition to basic social production, everyone is praying.

Pray to all kinds of gods.

This place has completely become a spiritual field of incense.