The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

Chapter 470 Great love is ruthless

"Space glaze, the embodiment of the laws of space. In a world where the laws of space are broken, it is like the foundation and beams of our houses. Without it, even a small space like a storage bag cannot be formed. In fact, space at that time was still There is only a thin surface layer left, which is as unsupportable as mud.”

"We call it the quicksand of space. We can stand on the sand, but we can't build tall buildings on it. The space glass piece is to solidify a piece of quicksand into stone."

Feixing Zhenren used his scarce magic power to construct a virtual shadow on the table, while simulating the process of building the cave in the past, while talking about the production process of space glass pieces.

Different from what Qingxuan imagined, the space glass pieces were surprisingly simple to make. Just like refining the most commonly used healing elixirs, adding certain drugs, and then performing different processes according to different grades of elixirs.

For example, the production process of the most common first-grade elixir is similar to that of various modern pills. It can also be made with a pressure cooker, or even cooked in a casserole on the street.

Nowadays, the government has built many pharmaceutical factories specializing in the production of elixirs. The most common one is the first-grade elixir, which is produced on the factory's assembly line and can produce tens of thousands of elixirs every day. If the raw materials are sufficient, it can produce hundreds of thousands of elixirs every day.

Perhaps the most difficult thing for ordinary people is how to refine medicinal properties, which requires a certain level of cultivation and little understanding of cultivation, but at least the level of "literacy" is required.

 Second-grade elixirs are out of the category of ordinary medicines and need to be refined by spiritual fire. They are mostly vitality elixirs that assist in practice.

Shenzhou also has related factories, but it requires an extremely complex array and a large number of alchemists to reach the level of producing several thousand pieces per day.

Third-grade elixirs, in addition to refining them with spiritual fire, also have certain requirements for alchemists, so they cannot be mass-produced. The most famous one is the foundation-building elixir.

  Space glass pieces, a divine object that can greatly increase the solidity of space, are only as difficult to make as third-grade elixirs. Converted to human society, it is roughly the level of a senior technician, and someone who graduates from college can be competent.

 This is based on the level of the human race at that time. The number of monks in the Immortal Palace has reached 4 million in 1000 years, and the total number of the human race is only 300 million. In other words, there is an average of one monk for every 75 people, which is enough for the fairy palace to achieve centralized production.

 And the Age of Asgard does have some modern shadows.

 Is it because immortals were born in modern times, or is it because when civilization develops to a certain extent, centralized production is an inevitable outcome. Just like mortal dynasties, there was no department specializing in the production of salt and ironware in the early ancient times, and it was slowly formed later.

 The most representative one is the weapons supervisor, who is supported by the government and is responsible for the production of various weapons. They are the earliest workers who are completely divorced from farming activities.

The same is true for monks. When the number of people is small, it is impossible to perform repeated work, and most of them are small workshops. The most typical one is the alchemist, who is basically an individual. In fact, sects that specialize in alchemy also have a certain degree of centralized production. Disciples who have just started will be arranged to refine some relatively simple elixirs for sale in large quantities.

For example, Vitality Pill, First-grade Healing Pill, Qi-Building Pill, etc.

 When the number of people reaches a certain level, centralized production is an inevitable trend.

Qingxuan thought so, and he was considering whether China should also build related factories. Although they do not have millions of monks, nor have they given birth to so-called heavenly beings, they do have billions of people.

 China is capable of giving birth to millions of monks, or even more.

 The world today is not as troubled as it was in the previous life, and development is smoother.

 Be prepared for a rainy day and mention it to the temple in a few days.

Qingxuan secretly wrote it down, and then asked: "After the establishment of Dongtian, will the human race live and work in peace and contentment?"

"That's true, but not entirely. Because we are still not separated from the world, we just have an extra protective shield." Feixing Zhenren put his hands together and touched each other with the tips of his ten fingers.

"The external environment has not changed. The sky and the earth are still squeezing the cave sky in various ways. You should know that the embankment breaks, right? When the water rises, as long as it does not exceed the river embankment, even if there is only a thin layer of soil, the water will not cover it. Come out. But as long as there is a gap, the river will rush in, constantly widening the gap, and eventually tearing the entire embankment apart."

"After the establishment of the cave, the first problem we faced was this. The entire space of heaven and earth was like quicksand. But our place is solid, so it would be like a **** bursting, and the surrounding space would continue to flow in and corrode. Holding the space glass piece."

Qingxuan raised his eyebrows and said, "How do you solve it?"

"There is no solution, we can only keep repairing." Master Feixing shook his head and said, "But then more and more heavens were born in the human race, and the number of human monks also continued to expand. Our repair speed soon exceeded It has exceeded the speed of the corrosion of heaven and earth, and continues to expand to the outside world."

 That's why he said that he can live and work in peace and contentment. The dangers still exist, but the human race is constantly growing. And because the immortals continue to come up with various magical methods that can conquer the heaven and earth, the upper and lower limits of human monks are constantly rising.

By the time the Sun-level Immortal Boat was built, Ji Ji could only work as a teacher in a training school. Because the Urban Management Department that maintains law and order only accepts elite monks, who are the best in foundation building, and in the sect era, they were also direct disciples at least. In industries such as alchemy and weapon refining, only those with superb skills are accepted.

 When the number of people reaches a certain level, the monks will lose their sanctity.

In today's era, the status of monks is very high, but it may not be so in the future. The most effective way for the Immortal Palace to eliminate the differences between immortals and mortals is to increase the number of monks. Small groups are very cohesive and hierarchical, while large groups are dispersed and tolerant.

"About 1500, most people entered the cave, and the human race only kept a small number of cities outside. The rest were rented to several large clans in the ancient sacred mountains in exchange for various elixirs. It’s funny to say that those people wearing hair and scales also started to learn to wear clothes after they got our city.”

Feeling offended, Shui Meng Yuanjun retorted: "Who wants to sleep in a **** hole when you can sleep in a golden nest? It's just that monsters have very low requirements in this regard, but if you can enjoy it, you won't refuse it, and you humans will too. Things weren’t going so well in the beginning.”

"Let's not argue about this issue for now." Qingxuan interrupted the argument between the two, then looked at Shui Meng Yuanjun and said: "What do you think about the immortals in a thousand years? I want to hear your opinion."

 Rabbit is dead. Although Zhu Xue exists, he is still not as good as these people. Not to mention that the rabbit stayed with the fairy for 2000 years, and the feelings involved are immeasurable.

 When a familiar person dies, the damage will be long-lasting.

When talking about this issue, Shui Tianyuanjun's face suddenly became much heavier and he said: "The efficiency of immortals in handling affairs is getting higher and higher. They can handle all the affairs of a year in one day. And the immortals are also constantly expanding. The scope of his own power, the areas under his jurisdiction.”

“For example, punishment, originally only the death penalty and sentences of more than 10 years required immortality to be witnessed. Later, all crimes and punishments, no matter how big or small, would be sent to the immortal palace.”

As for this, Shui Meng Yuanjun thought for a long time before saying cautiously:

“Immortals are like the way of heaven, omnipresent and omnipotent.”

 This is the source of his fear, the fear born of an unknown and perfect existence.

 As a ruler, the Immortal is so perfect that it is so frightening.

All crimes and punishments are governed by immortals?

Qingxuan is a person who has experience in managing the world. When he heard these words, his scalp went numb.

 There are 6 regions in China. Among them, Zhou area alone has 1 million crime cases every year. Looking at the entire China, it is less than 5 million. If one person had to look over all these things, even without conducting an investigation, the workload would be inhuman.

 It’s hard to imagine how the immortal could handle it.

"Is this true?" Qingxuan asked, "All crimes need to be dealt with by the Immortal."

 “Absolutely true.”

"Then what do we need you guys for?" Qingxuan cursed loudly and said, "Don't you know that the immortal hates working the most? You really treat yourself like a child."

 He admitted that he couldn't hold it back. People in this Asgardian era were really useless. With so many monks and so many people, how come the Immortal Chief does all the work?

Depending on the situation, the immortal may become too supreme and forgetful again.

Qingxuan still can't forget how cold and holy he was when he first met Li Changsheng. Standing in the mire and making the moon fall down, it was the ultimate in Tao.

The more I think about each and every move of the other party, the more frightened I become.

 If you want to describe him, you will use two words: the way of heaven.

 Originally, the death of the rabbit had made Qingxuan worried that the Immortal Chief would join forces again, but he did not expect that these idiots in the Immortal Palace would let the Immortal Chief take over most of the things.

It’s not that I don’t believe in the immortal’s ability, but it means that the immortal doesn’t have time of his own, so he can’t travel around the world again, and he can’t continue to meet people worthy of being close to him.

Qingxuan still remembered that the immortal once said that love lies in meeting. Sometimes on the road, I meet someone who can make me smile. Even if we never see each other again, that's enough.

The Immortal has become a high-ranking Immortal of Immortality, overlooking the world as the king and father of the human race.

　　If you stand too high, no one will be able to get close to you.

Isn’t this an alternative way of heaven?

"But this is the responsibility of the Immortal himself, and there is nothing we can do about it." Lord Shui Meng Yuan said a little aggrievedly.

“No one in the Immortal Palace can disobey the Immortal. In the past, we could even ask Lord Taiyin Star. We also tried to persuade him, but not only did we not succeed, we were also scolded by Fei Xing, a lunatic.”

Such misfortune was diverted to the east, which made Master Feixing feel Qingxuan's unkind gaze. He explained in a hurry: "Senior, don't listen to this fox's nonsense. I absolutely support the immortal not to overwork, but I don't disobey the immortal." Order."

"I scold them for other reasons. If everyone does not fall into the mire, if the crimes in the world do not come from the powerful, and if fairness does not need the protection of immortal power, then the world will be ours."

Qingxuan's unkind gaze faded and he asked: "How greedy is the Immortal Palace?"

"No." Master Feixing shook his head and said: "At least those who can go to the White Jade Palace may be greedy, but they will never harm the people and the Immortal Palace. As Lord Xing once said, take nine for the public and one for the private."

“But people can change, and some people’s morals have a shelf life. Immortals have seen too many, so they should take more care of themselves and let them die less.”

Master Feixing glanced at Shui Meng Yuanjun next to him. Now he was even more charming than in his previous life. He had completely transformed into a daughter, and there was no sense of disobedience inside or outside her body.

 Exquisite facial features, graceful figure, a person with perfect skin and bones.

 But he only saw the fear in the other party's heart, a fear of the White Jade Palace and the immortals.

"You are afraid of the immortals, and so are you, Senior Qingxuan. You are all afraid of the immortals on the high platform. Everyone pursues the supreme and forgets their feelings, but they are also afraid of the ruthless."

Shui Meng Yuanjun turned away his eyes slightly, while Qingxuan said unequivocally: "The Immortal Chief is not a tool, and he hates this kind of life. Since he is a minister, he should be allowed to relax instead of relying on him blindly."

"I never think that immortals are tools. You treat me as a madman and blame the changes in the immortals on the shipping department. This is because you don't understand the immortal mind." Master Feixing shook his head.

 “Oh? So you understand very well.”

Qingxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his impression of Master Feixing getting worse and worse.

“I think at least I understand the immortals at that time better than you do.”

Master Feixing showed no fear in the face of Qingxuan's pressure. Lord Shui Meng Yuan next to him couldn't help but secretly thought: This madman is indeed the same as in his previous life. I can't quite figure it out.

Taoist Qingxuan is a disciple of an immortal. Although there is no blood relationship, in the human concept, the master is also the father, and is even closer than the father.

You are somewhat losing your mind when you argue with someone else's son.

Feixing Zhenren continued: "Senior is afraid that the seven emotions and six desires of the immortal will be eliminated, and eventually he will completely forget his feelings. This state is called heart failure in the immortal palace, and we think it is a disease. But the immortal does not have it, and the immortal is better than everyone else. There is affection.”

"The death of Taiyin Star Lord did not make the immortals forget their feelings. The immortals value the living people more. The weak resist pain and escape from pain, while the immortals accept all sufferings and give back to the world with greater love. Don't use your tiny little ones like fireflies. Use your eyes to speculate on Lie Lie’s immortal intentions.”

At this point, the heat in his eyes was undisguised.

 “He loves the world and loves everyone. This is great love.”

Qingxuan was stunned. He seemed to be able to see a figure in the other party's fanatical eyes.

Zhenren Feixing calmed down the heat in his eyes and glanced at Shui Meng Yuanjun.

“The Immortals also love you, but it’s a pity that you don’t understand. You only see yourself, but not the Immortals.”

"As I said, the Immortal works so hard because you may rot. The Immortal will not allow anyone to harm the people, because they are the Immortal's children, and so are you."

"The Immortal loves you and does not want to kill you with his own hands, so he rules the world alone."

 All practitioners say that immortals are ruthless, but the great love of immortals is not partiality.

Shui Meng Yuanjun opened his mouth slightly, and finally closed it silently, silently.

The conversation ended in silence. Compared to the first millennium, the thousand years of Immortal History were peaceful and nothing major happened.

Neither Feixing Zhenren nor Shui Meng Yuanjun lived to the third thousand years.

They said this, and Qingxuan had no doubt about it, because neither of them had reached the level of spiritual transformation. Now that the environment of heaven and earth is complete, there may be a breakthrough after a while, but the lifespan at that time is definitely limited.

 (End of this chapter)