The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

Western Region.

Chaos arose and riots continued.

Mortal resistance quickly spread throughout the Western Region like a prairie fire, and countless exiled officials who had been overthrown resurrected, and were later suppressed by force by reincarnations.

Incense is like the fate of the country, falling quickly in rebellion after rebellion.

The Temple of Incense and Fire has ceased to exist, and the name Heavenly Father has disappeared. Its impact is not only on Li Daitao's death, but also on indirectly denying the existence of the god itself.

If the Father is in disguise, then the god himself does not exist.

People can think, not misunderstand. When deception is proven, when trust is in crisis, endless suspicion will follow.

Panhu was also affected. All the faith belonging to the Heavenly Father left him, and the original incense turned into poisonous fire.

But in an instant he suppressed it with Taoxing.

The many incense and fire gods below have begun to shout and kill.

"Please respect the decrees of the superiors and subordinates. We will definitely clear up all chaos within 10 days!"

A god of incense and fire at the level of a holy king knelt down on one knee. His name was the God of War. As his name suggests, no one in the divine court could defeat him except Panhu.

Also influenced by the incense god, he became warlike and irritable over time, often clashing with others, and was also the most cruel among the many gods.

But in the final analysis, it is due to his nature. His predecessor was a scourge named Ranshi, the source of all fires. In the calculation, anger caused disasters.

Among all the difficulties in the world, anger is one of them.

How many things are delayed by impulse and anger, and how many disasters are caused by it.

The Holy King of Burning World has a magical power of heart fire, which is good at making others more angry and impulsive than himself, and eventually the whole soul is burned.

Panhu sat high on the throne, facing the gazes of many incense and fire gods, as calm as usual, but there was something slightly different between his eyebrows.

He revealed a sense of security, as if he could calm down no matter what happened.

"How to smooth things over? Governing the world is not about fighting, it is not about life and death."

The Great Sage Burning the World replied: "Kill first and then make peace. My subordinates are not trying to kill everyone, but to wipe out all the rebellious officials and traitors, leaving only mortals who can listen to the teachings."

"Why are they rebelling?"

"Don't listen to the teachings!"

"Why don't you listen to the teachings?"

"Greedy and ungrateful!"

The Great Sage Burning the World said in a loud voice, and also expressed most of the thoughts of the God of Incense and Fire.

Earth Mother was silent, she was obviously not one of them.

The phoenix is ​​originally a pure stream, which is called auspiciousness in later generations. Its general temperament is relatively kind.

Therefore, she will fulfill her basic duties towards the believers who provide incense, at least to ensure that they live a stable life and have enough food and clothing. It is an area under the jurisdiction of Earth Mother and one of the few civilized communities in the entire Western Region.

But Mother Earth's kindness is just like her nature. She only targets her own actions, but does not take the initiative to help others, let alone benefit herself or others. It can be seen from this that good and evil cannot generalize all things, and the goodness of some existences is only their own wishes.

"When governing the world, gentleness should be the main focus."

Mother Earth spoke.

It immediately attracted everyone's attention, which was inevitably mixed with surprise.

I don’t understand why Mother Earth would say such a thing.

Being gentle to a group of mortals?

Mortals are like nothing to most reincarnations, but their status in this life is higher. Because there are so many people, it is a good choice whether it is used as a place to select successors or as an incense and spiritual field.

Therefore, after most powerful people seize control of society, their first reaction is not to massacre, but to maintain stability and maintain food prices.

China calls it forced equalization.

Requiring a few areas to live decent lives has set most areas back 80 years.

Earth Mother ignored everyone's gaze and continued: "I have been waiting for the Western Region here for many years, and it is a mess just from the perspective of development. Looking at China's prosperity, the economic strength of the people is no longer of the same magnitude."

"Once upon a time, the Western Region was also a place that the East longed for."

The Great Sage of Burning the World said: "What does this have to do with us? We only need to believe in the incense. Only the ignorant people can gain faith, and only in precarious situations can there be believers."

"It's just a temporary method. Are you still confused about your current situation?"

Earth Mother looked at the Burning World Monkey King with a cold expression. He was eight feet tall, with red skin, and was covered with cracks, and the flames built in them were looming.

The incense is poisonous.

Now he is affected by the incense, but it is not a departure from his faith, but a blessing in disguise as the number of believers continues to expand. Because all thugs will worship him more or less, advocate force, and exercise violence.

But the thoughts were too complicated, making him even more irritable.

The violent thoughts made him almost crazy, especially the chaos in the world, which was destroying his soul all the time.

"It's normal for rats that steal oil to eat poison."

quiet!

The face of the Burning World Saint was filled with shadows for an instant, and the silent murderous aura spread, the surrounding space solidified, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

Those who were confident in their own strength stood still and watched the show, while those who were not confident quietly retreated some distance away.

Just when the conflict was about to break out, Panhu spoke.

"You're right."

Panhu cast a somewhat approving look and said: "If the people have a place to live and have fun, how can the world not be peaceful? Why worry about the incense not being prosperous? Throughout the ages, there have been many who know, but few who practice. In the end, it is greed."

"Now we need to make concessions to the people."

He waved his hand and countless spiritual objects spewed out from the incense cave. Mountains of spiritual stones, various precious medicines, and various ores and rare treasures piled up.

"Take what you want and go and recreate the Western Region according to my method."

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, and no one reached out because they were not sure what Panhu was thinking.

I don't even understand why he would do this.

Use your own property to make up for the world? Isn't this a fool?

"Take it."

Panhu spoke again, and everyone had no choice but to go and get it. After confirming that there was no danger, their movements became bigger and bigger, and the place fell into a carnival for a while.

The collection of Wu Xiang in Panhu was so rich that no one could finish it even though they tried their best to get it.

Even the Earth Mother could not resist the temptation. She took a piece of fire spirit stone, and as long as she refined it, it would be enough to further her Taoism.

In the end, all the treasures were looted, leaving only a Lingshi Mountain several hundred meters high.

"Use these spiritual stones to buy food."

"Then you..."

Everyone looked at Panhu with strange eyes.

Panhu shook his head and said calmly: "If the yellow and white things can bring peace to the world, that will be enough."

A month later, the riots in the Western Region quickly subsided.

Among them, China played a decisive role, providing a massive amount of food, and the convoys transporting food were like long queues that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Because the Western Region gave me money.

Adhering to the idea of ​​​​being a bastard who doesn't make money, Shenzhou made a lot of money, almost all at once taking away most of the money accumulated in the Western Regions for several years.

As a result, the transportation system in the Western Region that had been abandoned for many years was reactivated.

All modern government restart activities start from the transportation system.

At the same time, thunder from the sky continued to fall, punishing rape and eradicating evil, demonstrating divine power.

The sunshine called order shines on the earth.

It was as if years of storm had passed and people finally saw hope.

God may actually save the world.

Of course there were those who resisted, but in the face of powerful individuals, all the high-level resistance organizations were cleared out overnight. Without leadership, no organizational structure can survive.

At the same time, the Incense Palace was shrouded in a strange atmosphere.

The three incense gods knelt on the ground, their bodies trembling with great fear.

Panhu looked at them with cold eyes, the murderous intent in his eyes barely concealed.

The Great Sage Ranshi, who had regained his senses, couldn't stand it any longer, and cautiously warned: "Your Majesty, they just made a small mistake, and they don't need to go into such a big fight."

It all stems from the uneven distribution of food in the region.

Due to some common sense, food will be greedy by the people below, and in a town called Dunkirk.

A few orphans were so hungry that they ate the gods' offerings and were undoubtedly beaten to death. Of course it wasn't the God of Incense who killed him, they weren't that busy yet.

But it was the rules they set. Several children were tied up in iron cages by the believers and paraded through the streets with great fanfare, which also attracted Panhu's attention.

By then it was already too late.

God’s majesty is insurmountable.

This is a commonplace thing.

But Panhu got angry for the first time, and it was a kind of anger that everyone could feel.

It almost made the entire Incense Cave tremble.

Panhu's breathing became heavy, and images appeared in his mind uncontrollably. When he saw the corpses of those children in reality, when he saw the death of children, it seemed that some kind of reverse scale was triggered.

Great sadness instantly occupied his mind.

In the White Jade Palace, he held a child silently.

He was silent, his expression unchanged from beginning to end.

But what was reflected on Panhu's face was a look of extremely ferocious anger, with an almost crazy look in his eyes.

Everyone present was frozen in place, even moving was a luxury.

Hey--

There was a rapid thunder, thunder flashed, and the three incense gods kneeling on the ground disappeared into nothing.

Both form and spirit are destroyed.

Panhu regained some sense and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother, help me throw them out."

Buzz.

The space shook slightly, and everyone present disappeared in an instant.

A single figure was left behind.

Dayu Yansheng looked at the ferocious-looking Panhu, and he could feel the violent fluctuations in his emotions, a huge sadness.

Panhu seemed ready to cry at any moment.

"What's going on with you? What did you see in Li Changsheng's past?"

"Dead... everyone is dead... I can't save anyone, no, not me!"

Panhu shook his head suddenly, trying his best to maintain the last trace of rationality.

"I spied on his past, for the sake of that unparalleled power. Therefore, I put my body into my heart and was meticulous. I became his substitute and felt everything about him."

"His emotions, his feelings, everything. I thought it was very relaxed, but...under his calm appearance, it was like a torrent swallowing everything. His thoughts were like a mountain that I couldn't bear."

"Why can he stay calm?"

Panhu seemed to see a person standing in front of him in a trance.

The ordinary Taoist in Qingyi looked as usual, looking at everything in the world coldly. And he was like a mirror in the other person's heart, reflecting a miserable face.

Is he pretending to be calm, or am I unable to bear it.

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In the year 1364 of the Immortal Calendar, the center of the Sun-level flying boat pagoda.

Master Feixing carefully put on his Taoist robe, smoothing every wrinkle with magical power, striving for perfection in every detail, even combing his hair meticulously.

Although he no longer needs to wear clothes, everything is just an illusion transformed by magic power.

He has broken through the limitations of heaven and earth, crossed the path of becoming a god in one step, and achieved enlightenment in one step.

The price is the seven emotions and six desires, everything as a human being.

Now he can feel that his existence is passing rapidly, his perceptions have become huge and unfamiliar, and his emotions are getting weaker and weaker.

But he can't disappear yet, he needs to wait for someone, someone who is far away from everyone, but who is the closest to him.

"you made it?"

A calm and familiar voice reached my ears.

A Taoist priest in Tsing Yi stood inside the [Buddha] flying boat at some point. Master Feixing’s old and serious face showed a smile, and he said as if to show off:

"Fortunately, I have succeeded and lived up to your expectations."

"In the future, the pagoda will be your help. It may not be as good as you, but when the flood comes, you are the dam. The shipbuilding department is responsible for blocking the gap, while the remaining monks hold up the gap."

Li Changsheng asked: "It's not like your style."

"You always say that I am too much of a personality worshiper, but I never deny the contributions that the masses have made for the human race. Senior Qingxuan transformed himself into the sun, and countless senior Yuanyings never spared their lives. Even those old mortals committed suicide for food. Now it’s just up to me.”

"Sacrifice is the way for my race to survive. I have no regrets."

Master Feixing slowly knelt down and kowtowed once, twice, three times, and the floor made of spiritual weapons made a dull sound.

Just like the human race in this era, dullness is the main theme.

Li Changsheng asked again: "Are you leaving too?"

"A thousand years is not a short time." Master Feixing raised his head and smiled, then he fell silent, trying his best to pretend to be free and easy.

After a long time, he met Li Changsheng's calm and deep eyes, and his heart felt at ease.

"Thank you for giving me life and letting me live like a human being. I didn't get swallowed up by the flood, and I didn't starve to death on the roadside like a wild dog."

Li Changsheng nodded slightly, as a farewell, or maybe he didn't want to say it.

Feixing Zhenren closed his eyes with a smile, and finally turned into stars and merged into the Sun-class flying boat, leaving only Li Changsheng standing in the dark and empty room.

The sun-chasing flying boat pagoda ignited with spiritual light, and the huge roar shook the sky and the earth, as if announcing its birth and birth.

Li Changsheng stood outside the White Jade Palace, looking back at the immortal boat that was also blocking out the sky and the sun. He listened to the cheers of millions of human beings and stayed there for a long time without seeing his old friend.

He returned to the White Jade Palace, and at this moment a petite figure squatted at the door, his head lowered and asleep.

Those with the five degenerations of heaven and earth will eventually become like mortals, needing to eat, need to sleep, get tired, sleepy, and die.

"Shu Shu." Li Changsheng gently patted Zhu Xue awake. The other person opened his eyes in a daze and smiled happily when he saw him.

"Chief Immortal, are you free to celebrate my birthday with me?"

The biggest difference between the protagonist and other Wu Xiang is not the definition of strength, but the definition of heart.

Everything without form is born with nourishment from the earth, the spiritual roots of heaven and earth.

Only the protagonist has walked step by step from a mortal, and every step is as heavy as a mountain to others. Going against the will of heaven does not mean that he will be struck by lightning, but that he will walk on the mortal road of a short life as an immortal.

It is Li Changsheng who does what ordinary people cannot do.

This can be regarded as my understanding of the protagonist's tribulation. What he surmounts is not a natural tribulation, but his own source.

What you are cultivating is the world of mortals, what you are cultivating is immortality.