The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

Chapter 520 The first question of the literary battle: the world of mortals

The long river of history in the past connects the present, reflected in the nine heavens above and the stars in the sky accompanied by the dim aurora, like the vast Milky Way, and like the surging Yellow River on the ground.

Countless strong men raised their heads. This was the law of heaven and earth that they had never felt before. The years seemed extremely clear at this moment.

 The history and reality of the spiritual world are connected.

This is not Li Yi's ability, but Panhu's merit.

The other party uses its own past to gain a glimpse of the leopard, thereby redefining the laws of heaven and earth. And he is also borrowing the merits of the other party to bring about the past history.

The old tree spirit looked at the dim light under his feet, feeling the weight of time and history in it, and then looked up at the man next to him who looked normal.

How come he knows everything?

 Can you control even the power of time now?

 The old tree spirit thought of the Nine Characters, and his surprise turned into a heavier silence. For a moment, his bodhicitta suddenly produced jealousy and malice towards Li Changsheng.

Wuxiang Yiyi spent their whole lives to get one, but suddenly someone is all-rounded, how can they not make people jealous?

 The old tree spirit exhaled a breath of turbid breath, and regained his composure, and all the confusing thoughts were cleared away.

Malice is not evil; evil deeds are evil.

 If you can sort out good and evil, distinguish right from wrong, and understand your original mind, then your practice will be successful.

“My fellow Taoist, this method is wonderful. You really know everything about the world.” The old tree spirit praised sincerely.

Li Yi replied: "I understand a little bit, and in my spare time I can review the old and learn the new."

Does anyone say anything?

The old tree spirit's face suddenly darkened. What does it mean to review the past and learn the new in your spare time? Is this something you can do in your spare time?

 How could it not be a disguised form of saying that their way is easy to learn?

 Sure enough, this guy is extremely shameless! Otherwise, how could you have the nerve to ask for three wives?

The old tree spirit remembered that Li Yi had a bad reputation in the old community recently. One of them was the prodigal son, and he was seen going out with different women every time. Old men and women understand that young people have fun, but this does not prevent those who lose money from condemning them.

Now he understands that although Li Changsheng's situation does not fall into the category of emotional deception, it does not prevent him from condemning the other party.

Panhu's eyelids were twitching wildly. He was still worried about Li Changsheng's past.

If he hadn't stepped in and looked at Li Changsheng with the seven emotions and six desires of a human being. Then he will not have any troubles. How can something that is born sacred suffer because of a common thing?

There is a saying among human beings that people’s joys and sorrows are not the same.

 But if you don’t take it in, how can you obtain Li Changsheng’s skills?

 Isn’t it just the life of a human being?

Then he regretted it. It was a kind of maddening despair. It turned out that being a mortal was such a miserable thing, and it turned out that power was such a wonderful thing.

 When it prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer.

  Human beings are very good at describing themselves. The world is vast and mortals are the most miserable.

 But everyone agreed, so I had to bite the bullet and read it again. This time there is no need to substitute, no need to be affected by the shadow of history, it should be fine.

Having thus strengthened his Taoist heart, he asked: "Will Wen Dou go through the journey of a Taoist friend again?"

"No, my experience is insignificant." Li Yi shook his head, as modest as ever, but it was extremely harsh in the other person's ears.

Perhaps he really felt that way, after all, he was much calmer than himself in his memory.

Panhu twitched the corner of his mouth.

 “Then how to write it?”

"The fighting spirit is what it is." Li Yi replied: "In the past, someone took the heaven and earth as a trap, led me into the battle, turned me into a mortal, and walked through the mortal world again. Today I can follow suit, intercept the past history, and go to the world of cultivation again Once."

“Fellow Taoist is Wuxiang, and he has my past, so it shouldn’t be much different.”

His tone and attitude are very sincere, and there is a desire for knowledge in them.

Li Yi has always had a doubt, that is, what is the biggest difference between himself and these Wuxiang? Since Wuxiang is born, why can he reach the point of analogy with Wuxiang?

 He can learn the Tao of Wuxiang, so can Wuxiang learn his own Tao?

So can Wuxiang reach his height?

 Theoretically, it should be possible. A strong person will still be a strong person even if he becomes a mortal. Once upon a time, Mara used heaven and earth as a cage, led himself into the battle, and became an ordinary scholar.

　　It not only makes up for the shortcomings, but also makes it fall into inner demons.

Even so, Li Changsheng still relied on thousands of years of accumulation to reach the top, and was almost only one step away from sitting on the 95th supreme position.

 Later he gave up. What he wanted was not power.

Panhu should be able to do it, and because he has peeked into his past, he is closer to himself, but he is not like him at all.

 Because he has no heart, no ordinary mind, and no trained mind.

 You were born as a god, how do you know my ways?

Therefore, Li Yi asked for proof that if Wuxiang can train his mind like himself, can he reach his own height?

Everything in the world has its own rules, so this great power of mine also has its own rules, and it is not without any reason and logic.

 The strong are not divided by strength and realm, but they can reach the top in any environment. For example, Li Yi also considers those people who can leave their names in human history to be strong.

"Intercepting history?" Panhu was stunned for a moment, "History is very important, even if it is just interception, even if it is just a shadow. The method you use may affect the living beings at that time and the living beings now."

“The world of spiritual practice no longer exists, but those who can be reincarnated are still there.”

 Time is an irreversible river. This is Panhu's consistent saying to the outside world, but he has never said that this irreversibility is absolute. Just like he said he couldn't travel through time, he didn't say he couldn't hide in time.

 Nothing in heaven and earth is absolute. The way of time is that big trends are hard to change, but small trends can be changed.

 Li Yi understands time, and he understands it too, and he understands it better than the other person.

“The world of spiritual practice is like duckweed in the general trend, which cannot be changed even if the world is turned upside down.”

Li Yi waved his hand to clear away the layers of fog, and set the time at 60,000 years before the Immortal Path. That was the sect's most prosperous period, and it was also the world of cultivation that he initially recognized.

 The immortals are separated from the mortal world, and they are enslaved to the mortal world.

At that time, the dynasty had already been formed, but it had different names and different forms. Mortals are completely the blood-making machines of major sects. They only care about whether they can select talented disciples and various herbs that can refine low-price elixirs.

 Ignore the rest, so there is also a cyclical history of dynasties in the world of spiritual practice.

 These are not important.

 Li Yi has three requirements, which are in line with the environment when he was young.

 Two mortal children came into their sight.

"You and I each choose one, throw in a ray of soul, how to stir up the storm in this mortal dynasty."

 “Take the years as a chessboard, you and I each hold a piece.”

Panhu understood and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Even if he looked at Li Changsheng's suffering from a distance, he would find it too miserable. If he were a mortal, he would not be much different.

How to say that he is also a phaseless, and he is more well -known to Li Changsheng's past. It can also be regarded as the top of the hundred family and the top talent.

"Wonderful, wonderful." The old tree spirit couldn't help but clapped his hands in praise when he heard the words, "Such a fighting technique is new, and it can better reflect the ability of a person without form."

 We have seen each other throughout the ages, but now that we have met, it would be a bit boring to fight with fists and feet.

 After all, Tao is more than just fighting, and practice is not just about fighting for strength. For example, the Lord of Tongyou under Li Changsheng, his contribution to the world can actually be regarded as formless, but his own cultivation is just a step behind.

Even if God helps you, you still have to be qualified.

 No form is the perfection of heaven and me.

 “Just a mortal, it’s a bit bullying?” the old tree spirit said.

Li Yi added: "This is just the first game. I choose one question and you choose one question. If each gets one point, then there are three questions in total."

"Then I will choose the second question, name..." Panhu raised his head slightly, his eyes brightening slightly, as if he had a slight chance of winning.

 “Cultivation of the Tao, cultivation of freedom, cultivation of the great road.”

Li Yi nodded and said: "This is the world of mortals, cultivating immortals, please take a seat, fellow Taoist."

A dim chessboard falls between the two people. Each grid and line metaphors the laws of heaven and earth, and each soldier and each **** evolves the past of cultivation.

 The two of them were sitting cross-legged on the ground, each holding a son.

ˆ Li Yiming [Xu He] ˆˆ Panhu name [Li Shengxian]

The meaning of the name is not concealed, but it makes the old tree spirit laugh heartily, making people confused about which side he is on.

 “Fellow Taoist, go first.” Li Yili gave way.

Panhu did not hesitate, his eyes fell on the past years, and he slowly placed the chess pieces on the chessboard. The weight of the years made his fingertips tremble slightly.

 What they talk about is the phantom of history, but everything is like a dream. When this false world has everything in the past, is it still false?

 For formlessness, yes, only the forefront of the long river of time at this moment is true.

  But for all living beings, it is the same.

Li Yi’s topic is the world of mortals.

Panhu chose a peasant family with a middle-to-upper-income family. The elders in the family valued education. Although they were not scholars, they were extremely determined.

Since you want to surpass Li Changsheng, you must study in mortal society. Only fame can achieve enlightenment.

 He is serious.

 The old tree spirit could see it, so he completely put down his body and considered it from a mortal perspective.

 Da!

 The crisp sound of the falling pieces resounded through the sky.

The two people's eyes turned to Li Yi, and he was a little casual, holding the chess pieces in his hands and throwing them in casually.

 Finally it fell on a little beggar.

 Beggars, lowly people, homeless people.

“Are you looking down on me?” Panhu raised his head dissatisfied.

There is more than a slight difference in status between a good citizen and a beggar. He is a scholar, peasant, industrialist, and merchant, but his status is low and he is not even qualified for the imperial examination.

Li Yi shook his head and explained: "That's not the case, it's just a casual throw."

“Humph.” Panhu snorted coldly, spent a lot of effort to take back the chess piece, and then threw it away.

  Good household, common people.

The conditions are not as good as those he carefully selected, but in the end they are more than ten times better than those of beggars. At least there is still the possibility of imperial examination.

 This time he did not take it back, because this was a pure luck competition, and he would win if he was better!

 His luck is better than Li Changsheng!

However, according to Li Changsheng's past, this guy's luck seems to have been bad. In his previous life, he always missed out even after trying his best.

 Two pieces of chess entered the game, and everything changed suddenly.

A new and false long river of time flows. Although it is only built on two supreme existence chessboards for a moment, it can also be a world for living beings.

 The outside world.

 Those who have entered the Tao or above all feel the strange changes in the world, an indescribable feeling.

Only the Wuxiang who stand in the sky and the earth, either grandly or hidden, can see two people. They use the years as a chessboard, each holding a piece to change the heaven and the earth.

Of course, Mo Luo and the little black man couldn't be seen. The two returned to the other side of the road with some uneasiness. Suddenly, the little black man fell to the ground in a hurry, his head buzzing.

 Mara asked: "What's the matter?"

"Boss..." The little black man's beautiful features suddenly became extremely pale, "I suddenly remembered something, a trivial thing, but extremely unexpected."

 “As if out of nowhere.”

"whats the matter?"

 “About the mundane.”

As soon as the little black man finished speaking, his head sank and he fainted on the spot. .

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 In the first year of Jiali, the new emperor ascended the throne, and there was a severe drought.

In the cracked fields, a group of ragged refugees walked toward the capital, lifeless like zombies.

An eight-year-old child named Xu He followed the refugees, drifting with the current like fallen leaves on the flowing water, rootless and bottomless.

 Last year, my mother died of starvation.

 At the beginning of this year, my younger sister died of starvation, and my elder sister sold herself.

 A month ago, my father was beaten to death by officials.

　　Ten days ago, he was supposed to have died of the cold. At that time, he only had one breath left. He was fed a sip of water by a kind-hearted man and came back to life.

 With the uncle taking care of him for the next few days, because the other party thought he was tough.

 The uncle gave the name to Xu. He has no descendants and hopes that his children will inherit it.

Although my uncle’s family is only a third-generation poor farmer.

“Brother Xu, let’s go south in a few days, otherwise we’ll be freezing to death in the winter.”

 “Aren’t you going to wait for the royal family to distribute grain?”

"The emperor has no hope, so it is better to go south to find a tenant farmer. But the journey is long, and I don't know if my master and my wife can endure it."

　　 Xu He followed the uncle who had no relatives and went south. Along the way, the wind and rain hit him, and he saw many corpses of refugees.

 The uncle is not the only one who wants to escape to the south.

Before winter, Xu He fled to the south, and became a lowly citizen with Uncle Xu, becoming a domestic slave of the landlord's family.

If Uncle Xu hadn't been able to blacksmith, the landlord wouldn't have accepted them.

Although Xu Ye and Xu He were not related by blood, they regarded him as one of their own children. They relied on their connections, kowtowed in various ways, and sent him to be a book boy.

Within a landlord's family, although he is still a domestic slave, he is still considered a good citizen and can obtain honors.

Xu He is very up-to-date, has an eye for ten things, and is extremely intelligent. Apart from being a little lazy, he is also a malleable person.

He also met a friend named Li, who was equally talented and intelligent, and also more diligent and studious.

 It is the habit of wealthy families to raise children with foreign surnames. Being from a peasant family, he received financial support and passed the Tongsheng examination at the age of 10.

 When Xu He was eleven years old, old man Xu died.

Since then, Xu He seems to have become a different person, working harder and harder, and no longer having money to study in a private school.

　　When he was 15 years old, Xu He used money to redeem the deed of betrayal, and Li Shengxian became a scholar and caused a sensation in all parts of the country.

 Took the opportunity to marry the legitimate daughter of a landlord.

　　That day, he was wearing bright clothes and angry horses.

On that day, Xu He was unfaithful and even though he paid some silver to redeem his body, he was beaten to half a disability as a warning to other slaves.

As for the reporter, there is no need to think about it. Xu He was still a domestic slave when he was beaten.

The two looked at each other, then turned away and walked in different directions.

 A scholar and a disabled person.

Li Shengxian once asked him why he was not the adopted son of a landlord?

 Xu He grinned:

 “Straight to the **** landowner.”

He was unwilling to succumb to the master, and Li Shengxian felt that as a scholar now, if he won the imperial examination in the future, he would be on an equal footing with the master of the family.

 (End of this chapter)