The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

Li family.

There is a cultivating family in Qingzhou that has been passed down for hundreds of years. In the rankings of major forces and families by busybodies, this cultivating family does not stand out. It can be said that it is unknown.

It is said that it is a cultivating family, but it does not have a huge industry, nor a complete inheritance, nor does it have the continuous emergence of outstanding family children.

But if it is not the case, there is a Nascent Soul strongman and several golden elixir monks.

Anyone who has interacted with the Hanshui Li family will find this family very strange. They almost have a free-ranging model for the younger generations in their family, and do not require them to practice or achieve any achievements in a certain field.

So after more than 600 years, from the old era to the Chinese era, from the peak of literature and art to the collapse of rituals and music, the Li family has lived through it calmly.

In the rural fields where Hanshui has not changed much for hundreds of years, the Li family built some houses on top of the original ancestral hall, with antique three-door courtyards. Various items are simple and unpretentious, and have nothing to do with luxury and desire, but they are better than poverty.

There are not many technological items, but various ancient daily necessities are retained. Such a retro-style house vaguely reveals its historical heritage.

Looking inside, there are more than a hundred members of the family. They are not prosperous, but there is less intrigue.

They gathered around a bed and looked at the old man lying on the bed. Most of them had real sadness in their eyes.

They are descendants of the Li family and the great-grandsons of this old man. This old man's cultivation in the Golden Core stage was not high in today's world, but he supported their family.

It was raining lightly outside, adding to the depressing atmosphere inside the house. There was a child who couldn't help but cry. The mother patted the child on the back, but she couldn't comfort him no matter what, so she had to apologize.

Then seven aunts and eight aunts took turns to help, and they managed to calm the child down.

In this era where children can be raised directly in childcare centers, this kind of ancient family relationship is extremely rare, and it seems like a plot in a film and television work. Six hundred years ago, the development of technology and urbanization divided large families into small working-class families in the city, and in this case the family was outlawed.

Society does not enforce socialized upbringing. What really destroys families is human laziness.

The Li family is a lone boat of the old era, a group of conservative ancient people.

They do not have the ability to live forever, but the entire family seems to be living in the past, never changing, and will never be affected by external factors.

When this ancient family needs to change, it is the whole world and the whole society that should change.

The old man smiled kindly as usual and did not blame him.

In my memory, this old man is different from other elders of so-called cultivating families. He rarely gets angry and never asks his younger generations to do what they want.

‘I am not qualified to practice, let alone you? Peace and security are blessings, and people cannot ask for things beyond their own abilities. ’

This is the mantra of the old man and the family motto of the Li family.

Suddenly the void twisted slightly, and a figure appeared beside the old man's bed. He has beautiful black hair and a radiant face. He looks to be in his thirties.

Everyone was stunned, and then recognized the middle-aged man.

Except for the ancestor Xuanqing (Li Lili), the Li family rarely shows up. There is another Yuanying ancestor unknown to outsiders. His Taoist name is unknown. I only heard that the old man said his name was Li Xingguo.

Because most of the Li family are just ordinary people, many of them have never met Li Xingguo, or they have only met Li Xingguo once in a hundred years.

Some elderly people had a vague impression that this person should live in the mountains, Hanshui Slope, surrounded by bamboo forests and almost inaccessible to outsiders.

It is rumored that there is a powerful monk living in seclusion inside.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in Blue Star, it can even be said to be seen everywhere. Mighty monks are like ancient protected animals six hundred years ago, and their territory is a nature reserve. But the cold water is very mysterious, and they have no idea who lives in it.

There are no official records.

The few descendants of the Li family who had the ability to cultivate themselves imagined an antique and extremely gorgeous villa.

Only those who enter the spiritual practice and break through the golden elixir are qualified to enter Yishan Mountain and follow a clear spirit from heaven and earth into an unknown medicine garden to receive the elixir.

Naturally, they also saw the residents. Everyone saw something different. After going down the mountain, they searched and finally pointed to a group that once shocked the world.

Now unknown, six hundred years ago they were all powerful men who shook the world.

The town-state level is a very unfamiliar name to them.

Because the country no longer exists, under the current social structure of Blue Star, no country exists. But there used to be, there used to be hundreds of countries in the world, and there were seven in China.

They are constantly disputing, ignorant and backward.

Fighting for religion, for profit, for resources, for the material things that are readily available in this era, seems to modern people to be barbaric and ignorant.

However, referring to the current boundaries of the Shenzhou region and the territorial division of the country in the past, the area that a town-level country can control is equivalent to a current continent, and its leaders are all strong men at the holy king level.

Sword Immortal, Flying General, Taiyin Star Lord.

These ancient strong men live on the cold water slope, and every time they are accompanied by an ordinary man.

And the identity of this one is self-evident.

The Li family is Li Changsheng’s Li family.

Someone once boasted about it unintentionally, but no one believed it, but people from the special department came to find it the next day. Then the old man also got furious, and this matter was gradually buried in people's hearts, so that future generations still don't know about it.

Their small rural family may be the most powerful family with Blue Star background at present.

"Little brother." The old man held the middle-aged man's hand and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for fifty years. What happened to the painting you wanted to give me before?"

"Brother, why should you care about painting at this time? Follow me up the mountain. You are only 600 years old. There must be a way to save you. I will ask Yi'er to extend your life."

Li Xingguo looked anxious. His years of self-cultivation were gone at this moment, and he faced the critical illness of his loved one like an ordinary person.

Practicing a very cruel thing, and he was facing the most cruel journey of seeking immortality for a short-lived species.

The longer a monk lives, he will not become ruthless. On the contrary, his relatives will become more affectionate and cherish them more than ordinary people. But life and death often go unsatisfactorily

Li Xingguo just wanted to move, but the next moment he was stopped by Li Xinglong. He held his palm with a slight force, and he was as skinny as a stick. He looked like he was in decline.

"That's enough." Li Xinglong smiled and shook his head, "I have lived enough. In six hundred years, I have sent away countless descendants."

Li Xingguo advised: "Nascent Soul still has a thousand years, and I have only lived for six hundred years. I don't think it is enough. Why do you want to take the first step?"

"I'm not a practitioner. You know, the total time I have spent practicing in the past six hundred years is less than one hundred years. In fact, I have spent many more years than you, so much that I can't even remember it. .”

Li Xinglong looked at the ceiling, his eyes a little blurry. He tried hard to recall the past, but all he saw was a few blurry figures.

His parents and his hometown are only shadows.

"Brother, what are our parents' names?"

These words are filled with endless doubts and hesitation. A person's spirit has its limits, and a person's memory has a shelf life.

Cultivation is like sailing against the current; instead of advancing, you retreat.

Regression does not refer to the regression of cultivation, but to all things that exist within oneself. If you don't want to disappear, you can only keep practicing and keep moving forward.

Li Xinglong does not have the talent or perseverance to practice. His cultivation relies on pills. In essence, he is still a mortal, a mortal who has lived for six hundred years.

"." Li Xingguo opened his mouth slightly. Even if he had all kinds of advice at this moment, it would be difficult for him to say it out. He closed his mouth and gritted his teeth, and for just a moment he seemed to let go of all worries.

He replied calmly:

"Li Dezhong, Luo Qinying."

"So my parents' names are Li Dezhong and Luo Qinying. What do they look like?"

"With dark skin and calluses on our hands, we were two farmers facing the loess. They frugally sent us to study."

"Then they must love us very much, right?"

"I love you very much, but don't love me that much. You are the eldest son, and I am the second son. They will leave the best to you. I obviously had better grades than you back then, but they let you go to college and let me I left the society. Fortunately, I caught up with the policy. At that time, rural teachers in backward areas did not have high requirements."

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Li Xinglong was silent for a long time. He no longer remembered it, but he still said sincerely: "Brother, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I don't blame eldest brother." Li Xingguo shook his head, "I have already let go. In that era, it was normal to prefer the eldest son. I can't say that my parents don't love me but they are just a little partial, and eldest brother treats me well."

The two brothers cannot be said to be close to each other, but they are worthy of being brothers. His eldest brother had given him a lot of help, and he had borne his son's medical expenses in the early days.

But later on, all love ran out, and after supporting a nephew who had turned into a vegetative state for three years, he gave up when he saw no hope.

Li Xingguo didn't blame him. After all, his eldest brother also had a family at that time, and he couldn't help himself with some things. Except for parents, there are very few people who help me unconditionally, and even fewer who have no bottom line.

"So brother, don't die, okay?"

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Li Xinglong didn't answer, but looked at the ceiling with a dull expression, as if the three souls and seven souls had gone to see reincarnation.

Outside the door, stood the Fengdu Yamas who could not be detected by the naked eye. They saw that a soul was about to leave the body, but they did not enchant the soul as usual.

When the souls of these powerful men die, some of them will not disappear directly, but will be scattered in pieces. These scattered three souls and seven souls may disappear completely over time, or they may be invaded by Yin Qi and turn into ghosts.

Therefore, Fengdu needs to be recycled.

In fact, this should be the job of the Judge City God, but this time all the ten Yamas came.

As for the soul of this golden elixir cultivator, the Yamas just stuffed it back silently, and even used the power of Fengdu to maintain it.

Until the immortal arrives, reincarnation will not be completed.

This is the will of His Highness Samsara. Even if the Lord of Tongyou comes today, he will have to wait here.

Suddenly, there was a roar in the sky, and the wind and clouds in hundreds of miles were stirred.

A powerful monk arrived, and three figures appeared above Hanshui, unabashedly displaying their divine-level auras. This attracted the monks from the Immortal Palace Urban Management Department who were guarding this place to approach in a flying boat. After confirming the identities of several people, they left.

According to the rules and regulations, strong men above Nascent Soul will be punished if they deliberately leak their breath in densely populated areas.

But the situation here is somewhat special.

One of the rosy-faced old men landed and led two monks who were also at the level of gods into the room.

The two brothers from the Li family looked shocked, and then they said in unison: "Second uncle."

The leader was the second uncle who had disappeared for many years. When Li Yi returned to Hanshui for about ten years, he said that he wanted to go out for training, and he would stay there for six hundred years.

Now he has become a god.

Li Xingguo asked: "Have you become a god?"

He was just a Nascent Soul after taking all kinds of elixirs at home. The second uncle went out to live for hundreds of years and came back to become a god?

"A hundred years ago, we had a lucky break. Recently, on a whim, we sensed that Xinglong was in trouble and came back." The second uncle nodded slightly, then turned to the other two fellow travelers and said, "Two fellow Taoists, please use your magical powers to help my nephew come back again." Live for hundreds of years.”

These words made the two powerful men who were both transformed gods look bitter. They were friends of the second uncle and were invited to save people. I thought it was a serious illness, but I didn't expect that it was the end of my life.

One of them said: "Fellow Taoist, we are just transformed gods. Although we are proficient in some principles of elixirs, we are not immortals. How can we extend the life of a mortal by hundreds of years?"

"How many years can it extend your life?" asked the second uncle.

The two transformed gods stepped forward to feel his pulse and carefully explored his meridians and Dantian. Then they shook their heads one after another and gave the same answer.

"Extend your life by up to thirty years."

Li Xinglong came back to his senses and said, "Second uncle, there is no need to exert any effort, I have already lived enough."

"What life is enough? It's better to die than to live in vain, just thirty years!"

The second uncle waved his hand and ignored Li Xinglong's wishes.

In his opinion, this kid was purely affected by the five degenerations of heaven and man. The reason why people become old and want to die is because of their health.

If a person remains young forever and his body does not age, even if he dies at the age of eighty, he will still be a young man until his death.

"Second uncle."

"If you still recognize me as your elder, live a good life!"

The second uncle glared and immediately suppressed Li Xinglong.

It may be difficult to understand in this era, but for Li Xinglong and his generation, sometimes the words of their elders are louder than heaven.

It's just that he's really tired.

"The ancestor is back."

There was a voice outside the door, and everyone turned to look.

In most cases, the old man in the Li family calls Li Xinglong, and the ancestor calls Li Lili. The former is because he is closer to the descendants of the family, while the latter is a more orthodox title.

Li Lili is a sacred and inviolable existence to future generations of the family.

It was raining lightly outside the house, and two figures came through the rain and mist, a man and a woman.

The beautiful woman in a goose-yellow dress holds an umbrella, half a step behind the ordinary man. The man was wearing simple clothes and had an ordinary face.

But Li Lili, who is obviously backward and submissive to him, vaguely makes her look as calm as a fairy in a painting.

When he stepped out of the courtyard, he saw a large family in the house and two outsiders.

Just the meeting of eyes, the two gods didn't feel anything special, but the next moment they saw a scene that made their scalps numb.

The courtyard was suddenly filled with people, standing neatly on the left and right sides. The city gods in official robes were in the back row, and the Yamas were in the front row!

Fengdu Yama, the ghost and god in charge of life and death!

Li Lili also saw it. She froze on the spot. Li Yi turned around and asked doubtfully: "Lily, what's wrong?"

Looking up at the calm face of his elder brother, stepping across his presence, the ghosts and gods who control life and death have already bowed down deeply, their postures are not at all as powerful as the ghosts and gods of the past, but they are convinced.

Li Lili had known about her brother's identity for a long time, but she rarely stayed with him, lacking a clear understanding of his existence. Li Yi treats her very harshly and tenderly, and rarely shows strength to his family.

It's so close that it makes people ignore it.

What is Li Changsheng and what is invincible?

This feeling, this scene, is silent, wordless and invincible.

An elder in the family is dying, and Fengdu Yama needs to wait outside the door, waiting for his brother's arrival.