The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

Six hundred years, perhaps for mortals, countless eras have passed by, the ideology of society has changed countless times, and the name of the once living immortal has been gradually forgotten in the structure.

In this era of declining human nature, the word "immortal" is a thing of the past.

But it is limited to mortals who are fleeting and fleeting.

Li Changsheng disappeared for six hundred years, and the immortal did not appear for six hundred years. But he is not dead, and his authority will not dissipate in these six hundred years.

Those who truly rule the world and all those with great supernatural powers know that immortals are still immortals even if they have passed thousands of years.

Li Lili had actually read some comments on the Internet that were hostile to immortals, because his brother himself had been deified through countless legends and rumors. Especially six hundred years ago, when his reputation was at its peak, he naturally became a morally perfect person.

In the perception of people all over the world, immortals are probably the Jade Emperor sitting in Taoist temples, the Buddha sitting in temples, and the supreme gods.

Speaking of its legendary story, naturally it is gradually distorted by all kinds of adding details.

No one would have thought that an immortal would need to sleep twelve hours a day. He would either bask in the sun or follow the changes of the times and get involved in various forms of entertainment for young people.

I used to play cards and games, but now I play surfing and drinking tea. A few years ago, I even asked myself to buy a machine that can play fully immersive virtual reality games.

That is the online game world in many literary works of that year.

It's just that it took humans a full five hundred years to achieve control over the brain and nerves, out of the tens to hundreds of years that were once envisioned.

Of course, there were magic secret realms developed by monks a long time ago that could achieve this effect, but it was too heavy on the minds of mortals, so it was not popularized.

But for mortals, most young people at this time, their elder brothers have become representatives of feudal ethics.

If it weren't for the strict control of the Immortal Palace, Li Lili could have predicted how her eldest brother would be scolded. It is not just talk that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and there are countless people who do it just to show off their unscrupulousness.

"Don't be afraid, they are just doing business."

Li Yi comforted him, and Li Lili came to his senses and quickly followed behind.

The two walked into the house in the drizzle, surrounded by many ghosts and gods, put away their bamboo umbrellas, and the crowd automatically moved out of the way.

Both mortals and practitioners looked at Li Yi in awe.

The two god-level monks froze in place, and subconsciously straightened their backs after Li Yi came in, like students facing their teachers, or facing stern elders.

It was overwhelming in their minds.

I didn't ask clearly when I came here, but now I feel it a little bit, isn't this cold water? A place where immortals live in seclusion!

The two of them have never seen Li Yi's current appearance, but they understand that the only person who can make these ghosts and gods be so respectful is the legendary immortal.

At this thought, indescribable excitement surged into my heart.

Facing the strong requires awe, and facing the immortals also requires awe, but it definitely does not include fear.

Li Yi glanced at the second uncle, and he was not surprised by the other man's cultivation. The second uncle is a prodigy who understands the Tao. He is considered one of the top geniuses under the framework of Heavenly Dao.

Dong Yunshu is also a genius who is similar to enlightenment.

It’s just that the way of music is somewhat limited, too narrow, and it’s probably difficult to become a saint.

"Second Master, long time no see."

Li Yi nodded slightly, but the second uncle still stared, and his spiritual thoughts actually reached forward, almost fainting from the fright of the two people accompanying him.

This is an immortal, how dare he?

By the way, why did the immortal call him Second Master again?

The two of them were a little confused, and the second uncle was even more confused. He couldn't even detect Li Yi's existence, and there was nothing in front of him.

"Li Yi, you..."

"My cultivation level is a little higher than yours."

Li Yi said very sincerely. Such a straightforward and concise answer made the second uncle unable to speak for a while.

In fact, what he wanted to ask was another question. The second uncle had been wandering around for hundreds of years, and naturally he had always heard about the name of the immortal. But he didn't take the initiative to look for it. Beings like this were not something he could see if he wanted to.

Later, he met more people and learned more and more things. Until he heard about the place where immortals live in seclusion, he gradually came up with a guess.

But it seems like now is not the time.

"Li Yi, it's up to you."

The second uncle stepped aside without asking any questions. This was something Li Yi had planned for a long time.

Regarding your identity, there is actually no need to express it. There is no harm in your relatives knowing, but there are not many benefits either. It can even cause problems with people's mentality, which is not in line with the mental training I arranged for my parents.

Now that his cultivation level has improved, the second uncle can roughly guess his identity at a glance. After his parents broke through the golden elixir, they actually knew everything through the special skills of several daughters-in-law.

Everything is self-evident, you will naturally know it when you reach the level.

Li Yi sat beside the bed. The old man on the bed looked at this face that had never changed, somewhat in a daze.

"Everyone go out, Lily stays."

Everyone looked at each other and then walked out of the room, leaving only Li Lili.

Li Yi said: "Lily, I asked you to stay so that you can see your uncle for the last time. This is your father, and you should know about it."

Li Lili's face turned pale and her lips trembled as she said, "Brother, is there nothing you can do?"

"I have a way. I can make my uncle live another thousand years." Li Yi shook his head slightly, and then said in a different tone: "But there is one thing you need to understand. You only have the right to know, but not the right to decide."

"This life belongs to uncle. Uncle, do you still want to live?"

Li Yi raised his hand to hold Li Xinglong's forehead. There was a sense of death in his old skin, and his palm shimmered with light. The ninth level of rebirth swept away all decay in an instant.

In just a blink of an eye, the old man seemed to be rejuvenated, more than ten years younger.

Li Xinglong slowly breathed out a sigh of relief, his body no longer feeling as uncomfortable as before.

Li Yi pulled out his hand and waited quietly. He did not extend the other person's life, but only eliminated all the pain. Just like when he opened a clinic in the village before, the greatest treatment for the dying old people is to eliminate their pain.

As for longevity, Li Yi generally wouldn't give it.

He can give it to his relatives, just like he gave his uncle hundreds of years ago to practice elixirs.

It's just that this time the uncle obviously doesn't want to live anymore.

Five hundred years ago, Li Yi could actually foresee the death time of his elder, because the other party obviously could not calm down to practice. If you can't completely become a monk, even if you have a long life, it will be a kind of suffering.

The human heart cannot bear the suffering of eternal life.

The uncle's mental lifespan has reached its limit, and continuing to stay would be the greatest torture for him. Zhao Si was like this once. In order to save his daughter, he forcibly fed her life-extending pills, which ultimately resulted in countless suicides.

Life has an end.

Li Yi went through tens of thousands of years and suffered hardships in his previous life and this life before he gained an immortal heart. For a mortal who hardly needs to put in any effort, it is good that he can live for six hundred years. The life span of a dynasty is less than six hundred years.

The uncle will not be the last one, next will be his mother, then his father, followed by Zhao Si or Bai Shi.

Tu'er and Wei Xi both lived about the same length of time.

Yun Shu's chance of becoming a Taoist with his strength is less than 10%, but the higher his cultivation level, the easier it will be to extend his life.

The beginning of my life is a long but short farewell.

After a long time, Li Xinglong took a breath and spoke. Looking at Li Yi's face, he asked: "Li Yi? Or should I call you an immortal?"

At this moment, his memory became extremely clear, and his conversation was no longer as vague as before.

Li Yi is an immortal.

In fact, this problem started four hundred years ago. At first, Wei Xi and Fei Jiang had somewhat similar faces, but Wei Xi had long hair and Fei Jiang had short hair, and there were some differences between the image and the real person. Later, when the Li family came into contact with spiritual practice and learned about the Sword Sect, they knew that Fairy Taiyin was even more suspicious.

In other words, you can already guess it, but you just can't reveal it.

Li Yi was not surprised and said, "Just call me Li Yi."

"So you are really an immortal?"

"Is this important?"

The two looked at each other, and Li Xinglong looked at the other's ordinary and familiar face. In his imagination, the immortal should be like the Jade Emperor, but the immortal was so ordinary.

He nodded and said, "It's very important. Is Li Yi still alive?"

Li Yi was stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, the uncle's last concern was this issue. Then he showed a faint smile and said softly: "Li Changsheng is Li Yi, but Li Yi is not Li Changsheng. It has always been like this."

Yes, he has never forgotten the name Li Yi, nor has he forgotten that Li Yi became Li Changsheng. This is his foundation and his original name.

Li Changsheng is just the pseudonym of a seeker, his yearning and yearning for the Tao.

Now that he has attained enlightenment, there is no need for the word immortality.

The uncle also smiled and did not ask any more questions, saying: "It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive."

The room fell into silence again, and Li Lili's expression became more and more anxious. She reflected the expressions of everyone outside the room, except Li Yi who was very calm.

He is not very close to his uncle, and they don't communicate much, but they both recognize him as a relative. Relatives sometimes don't have much interaction with each other, and can even become a burden, but it is undeniable that the ones who are most likely to help you when you encounter real problems are your relatives.

The relationship between China and China, which has been based on blood since ancient times, is natural and is an alliance recognized by most people.

The uncle is a very face-saving person, a paternalistic person who values ​​family ties and blood ties more than anyone else. In his eyes, blood has nothing to do with justice or wrong.

This kind of person will sometimes be the maintainer of bad habits, but sometimes he will also be a reliable elder.

He can take the lead in grabbing water from the village, he can raise the medical expenses for a nephew who has become a vegetative state, he can protect his descendants for six hundred years, and he can maintain family relationships in the old era.

You can also ask a sage, is his nephew still alive?

Because Li Yi has the same blood flowing with him.

"Li Yi." The uncle said again: "I want to ask you to take care of those children. Although they are not the kind of good people and have many minor problems like the children of the family, they are not the most evil people."

"How many years?"

"This generation will be fine, but it will all depend on fate later on. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings."

"good."

Li Yi just nodded lightly, stood up and gave his seat to Li Lili. Knowing that things could not be changed, the other party rushed to the bedside and cried bitterly.

The crying made Li Xingguo and the second uncle couldn't help but barge in, followed by the Li family, who surrounded the dying Li Xinglong. Li Yi silently withdrew, waved away the Ten Palaces of Hell, and sat alone on the steps under the beams, watching the drizzle, listening to the cries, and letting his uncle's three souls and seven souls disappear.

The second uncle tried to stop him many times, but was held down by an irresistible force.

Li Yi said: "Second Master, it's time to let go. I have cured my uncle's body, and he doesn't have any pain or weakness now."

The second uncle walked out of the room, many emotions such as entanglement and reluctance flashed through, and finally turned into a sigh.

He looked at Li Yi, who was watching the rain calmly, and asked, "Is this forgetfulness?"

Li Yi shook his head and said: "No, this is the pain of immortality. The so-called forgetfulness of love is not the emotion that is worn away by the process of cultivation, but the departure of all the familiar people on the road to immortality, which makes the Taoist heart become more and more solid as a rock.

We monks know the word love better than anyone else. Our heart is like a clear state reflecting the seven emotions and six desires. We remember all this and cherish all this. We will cry but we will not stop crying. We move forward but never look back. We are not forgetful of love, but we are enlightened after a great enlightenment. "

He raised his head to look at the second uncle, his eyes were clear and untainted by the world. The rain curtain became his background, and the old mansion became his aura, as if the person in the painting was out of reach.

"Second uncle, you are still too naive in terms of practice, just like an old kid."

The second uncle twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "You kid did teach me a lesson. You said you have eaten salt. After all, I am an elder and it is not your turn to teach me a lesson."

He originally wanted to use the salt-eating method of his elders, but then he thought that this kid seemed to have lived longer than him.

Li Yi smiled and didn't care. He waited until his uncle's three souls and seven souls disappeared before getting up and letting people prepare for the funeral.

White silk ribbons were hung in the Li Mansion, a spiritual wood coffin was placed in the lobby, and hundreds of people wore hemp and mourned.

Then no one else came to worship.

Because almost all the people we had friendship with before are dead.

The weather in March was a bit cold. Li Yi was sitting on the left side of the coffin, flipping the brazier. His parents, Li Lili, and the second uncle were sitting cross-legged on the ground with their eyes closed, and the people on the right were sleeping on the floor.

Li Yi felt that when the ancestral hall was built so big, his uncle probably considered that many people would keep vigil at night.

Suddenly, a wisp of breeze blew from outside the door.

Yuan came in, put three sticks of incense in the incense burner, then bent down and bowed three times.

A ghost and god in charge of life and death saw him off, which can be regarded as the first person in history.

"Your Majesty, his soul has entered reincarnation, does it need to be reincarnated?" Yuan asked.

If you can, Yuan will be very happy to help. Reincarnation itself is an important industry in Fengdu to collect favors from the outside world. Six hundred years after the beginning of the world, there has been no achievements yet, but in another thousand years, many powerful monks will begin to consider reincarnation.

And the human kindness of the Immortal is comparable to that of any strong person.

Li Yi shook his head and said: "No need, there is no need to torture the uncle. Since he has reached the end, he should rest in peace."

"You go ahead and break through."

"yes."

At the end of the first seven days, Li Xinglong was buried on the cold water slope. As his younger brother, Li's father buried the last handful of loess.

After the second uncle stayed for a few days, he said goodbye again and left to practice practice. When parting, Li Yi taught the other party some magical powers, enough for the old man to learn for thousands of years.

Li Lili stayed on Hanshui Slope, living next to the white stone room in the west wing.

Li Yi did not forget his uncle's last instructions. He selected a seventy-year-old "child" from among the descendants of the Li family.

A child with white hair, age spots on his skin, and a slightly curved waist, who looks very old.

In terms of seniority, he has to be called Taizu Li Yi.

With the third level of Qi training, I fell in love with him not because of his talent, but because of this junior. There are no artificial spiritual roots implanted, and Qi cultivation is cultivated bit by bit through Changchun Gong.

With the appearance of transforming into a god, the Nascent Soul is guaranteed.

Boom!

Suddenly one day the heaven and the earth shook.

Fengdu City is in the sky, thousands of laws are intervening, and then layer after layer of thick clouds of calamity spread out.

Thunder tribulations are divided into nine levels and nine, which are formless tribulations.

But unlike Qiu Wuji, Yuan did not completely achieve enlightenment through force, because reincarnation itself is a formless path, but he failed at the beginning.

"There are nine forms in heaven and earth, but there are not necessarily only nine."

The three Wuxiangs gathered under the ancient tree to watch the thunder catastrophe from a distance and overlook the changes in the heaven and earth.

Panhu said: "The number of positions without form is increasing, and the requirements are getting lower. Reincarnation is basically borrowing the power of time. If it is not the only one, it is destined to fail to achieve enlightenment in the previous life."

Feng Wa made this judgment and said: "The world is progressing, but Qiu Wuji's enlightenment also integrated part of Li Changsheng's way into the world."

"Fellow Taoist Fengwa, I have a question to ask for advice." The old tree spirit placed the newly carved chess pieces on the chessboard. The word "Yuan" was very conspicuous.

This represents the Lord of Tongyou.

"The so-called will of heaven and earth is our will. If Brother Li gets the support of half of the Wuxiang people, can he win without a fight?"

"Invincible in the world." Feng Wa nodded, then changed her words.

"But if he doesn't intend to merge with the Tao, then it's the same, which means Li Changsheng intends to merge with the Tao!"

Feng Wa stood up suddenly and ran into the Li family garden on her short legs. Her eyes were shining as she looked at Li Yi who was lying on a chair and sunbathing.

"Hedao."

"roll."

Li Yi calmly uttered the word without any malice, and then closed his eyes again. The word "Hedao" was still heard around him.

It's like going back to a previous life.