The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

Chapter 544 Xiao Yuntian

“It’s the spiritual energy that has revived! The spiritual energy has revived again!”

 The officers and soldiers on the deck shouted excitedly.

 The average level of their cultivation is only Qi training. Many people even only have the sense of Qi, but still cannot convert the spiritual Qi into mana.

 So he is much slower to changes in heaven and earth.

 Then everyone sat cross-legged and began to enter a meditative state. Even if they couldn't calm down for a short period of time, they would still breathe hard.

 Research has shown that when the spiritual energy is rich enough to exist as a gas, the spiritual stone is the most concentrated spiritual energy. The large amount of spiritual energy produced in a short period of time by the spiritual energy recovery, even breathing hard has some effect.

 Although the specific effect is minimal, it is better than nothing.

 “Another spiritual revival.”

The naval commander who was over fifty years old came from a distance.

 A battleship said to be capable of traveling across the universe.

"Revival of spiritual energy? Is this what you call this celestial phenomenon?" Master Feixing asked.

The Navy Commander replied: "This is a historical issue 10 years ago. Many people thought it was the revival of ancient spiritual energy. I don't know if you have read our history and the records of spiritual practice. Many years ago, there was a period of time Qigong is very popular.”

“Coupled with the policy direction of concealing the supernatural and spiritual world, it is natural to say that it has recovered. How should you, a powerful person, call this phenomenon?”

"Aura Tide." Master Feixing said without hesitation, "In the Immortal Palace era, there were many studies on the world, and Supervisor Tiansi specialized in studying the heaven and earth department. Aura will not disappear, it will only transform into other things. Aura Tide is a kind of aura rising phenomenon.”

“Law of conservation of matter? Then recovery should be good too.”

"No, it will not disappear, but it will increase. One thousand years after the immortal calendar, Supervisor Tiansi discovered that spiritual energy has been increasing. The more powerful people are, the more spiritual energy they have. Under certain special circumstances, spiritual energy can be Increased."

Feixing Zhenren shook his head. These words made the navy commander's eyes light up. He took out his mobile phone and asked, "Can I record it?"

"Can."

 “You continue.”

 The naval commander turned on the recording. Since Master Feixing had agreed, he would not be stingy about being secretive.

"The yin and yang cycle of heaven and earth, if there is no problem, the amount of spiritual energy will not change, this is conservation. And the yin and yang cycle will wipe out part of the turbid air and transform it into clean air, this is a cycle, the above will cause the spiritual energy to not disappear or Fewer."

 The naval commander asked: "Then how can we increase it?"

"I don't know. In my memory, the Immortal Palace has not yet come up with the answer. One thing is certain, the more strong people there are, the stronger the world will be. And strong people will produce spiritual energy. This limit is at Nascent Soul. The higher the number, the stronger the world." many."

“No one knew about it in the past. It is most likely because one strong person in an era usually has difficulty detecting changes.”

　　Extremely vague memories emerged in Master Feixing’s mind.

 Indistinctly, there was a time when there were millions of golden elixirs, tens of thousands of Nascent Souls, and thousands of transformed gods.

“Why is this happening?” The naval commander quickly asked: “Practice requires absorbing spiritual energy. I remember that it was caused by too many strong people in the calamity.”

"Most of them are innate beings. They have been like this since they were born. They don't need to practice at all. Reiki is generated during the practice of strong people. As for the specific principles, we don't know. Not all phenomena have answers, and you can't be sure. The nature of black holes

Feixing Zhenren touched his chin, and after thinking for a moment, he remembered something from modern times, which was very consistent with the tone in his memory.

“Probably like a nuclear power plant, a few small pieces of matter can burst into billions of rays of light.”

  “I kind of understand.”

 The naval commander turns off the recording, and this information will be transmitted to a database and studied and summarized by countless scholars.

 But most of them are just talks on paper, various conjectures and associations.

 At present, the government is still in the stage of learning the method of cultivation and has no ability to study it at all.

“Senior, after this recovery, can you start building the fairy boat?”

Zhenren Feixing glanced at the commander, who was over fifty years old. His emotions could not escape his discernment, and he felt anxious.

He asked: "What, something happened?"

"No, but there may be in the future." The Navy Commander said with a wry smile, "As an immortal, you should not be able to understand the mortal concept of time. Orders are often changed overnight. And power will deteriorate, and now the Navy still has influence , but it does not mean the future.”

“If we don’t produce results quickly, the superiors may suddenly change their minds one day.”

Master Feixing understood clearly, looked up at the falling stars in the sky, and said: "Building the Immortal Boat requires a lot of resources and time. In the previous life, the Immortal Palace took a thousand years, and now it is estimated that it will take five or six years to complete the prototype. "

 “This is already the limit, it can’t go any faster.”

 Most of the millennium was spent on research. For example, in the early stage of the Buddha Immortal Boat, there were 190,000 formations, and each formation was interconnected.

 Just the problem of formation coordination took them hundreds of years.

 Now there is an experience, there are complete drawings, there are no wrong plans, the construction still takes decades.

"It's okay to at least start construction first, right?" The naval commander was a little reluctant.

Xianzhou will most likely still be built in a few decades, but he will have retired long ago, and the credit will not be his.

This is an achievement that will go down in history. In the future, when human civilization enters the universe, it will definitely record its name in history. Maybe not the one with the greatest merit, but at least it ranks second.

Master Feixing said: "At least 100,000 foundations are needed to start construction, or you can find 100 golden elixirs."

　　　…”

 The naval commander took a deep breath.

Where can he find so many monks? Nowadays, there are less than 10,000 foundations in the entire China, and there are 100 golden elixirs, but they are all reincarnations.

Several local golden elixirs that have recently been discovered are being offered as treasures. How could they come to work as welders?

 Is it possible to wait for it to fall from the sky?

 The naval commander looked at the sky and prayed to God to drop 100 golden elixirs for him.

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 North of Heirangzhou, it is named Northern Eagle.

 Bounded by the Hengduan Mountains, Beiying has a flat terrain suitable for large-scale mechanical farming. It was once a major agricultural export country and is also a powerful country in the world today.

Now it has also become the territory of the sect.

There are 36 sects in total, and squares are drawn straightly one after another as in the colonial era. The population, products, technology and spiritual veins inside are all the sects' property.

The entire modern society has been replaced by a strongman society. The human rights and laws of the past have been completely reduced to nothingness. Everything is respected by the strong and everything is based on cultivation.

  The first round of shuffling of various classes in society is called Qiling.

 Those who have the ability to practice Qi, even if they were beggars before, will become masters in the next second. If you can break through the foundation building, your social status will be equivalent to that of a multimillionaire in the old society, and you will have a certain amount of wealth.

 Some sects will adopt a medieval-style enfeoffment, giving land and population to local monks and letting them manage it. This is also to save management, and the sect, which has become the ruling class, does not want the society under its control to be in chaos.

 The first criterion, without exception, is to ensure food, so another privileged class was born.

 Grain-related companies will be favored by the powerful. They have expanded into giant companies in just a few years and can ignore certain rules.

 The people regard food as their top priority, and the sect regards people as the most important thing.

A middle-aged man wearing blue overalls is immersed in the field, repairing paralyzed agricultural equipment.

 If it is not repaired by night, you will inevitably be flogged.

 He knew it couldn't be repaired because the parts were basically worn out. Even if the top maintenance workers come, it is impossible to repair a machine without parts. Since the collapse of society 10 years ago, many machines have been damaged beyond repair. Because the factory that produced the parts is no longer there, the factory does not have the corresponding raw materials, and there are raw materials but no processing plants.

 It is not possible to preserve the human science and technology system by retaining just a few enterprises.

 The middle-aged man wiped his sweat, looked up at the dim sky, and murmured to himself:

“I’m afraid the only one in the world that can repair this machine is Shenzhou.”

 He had heard the Chinese radio station on the radio.

Just like the apocalyptic movies of long ago, there will always be a utopia in the apocalypse, an order that still exists, symbolizing a good place.

 I just don’t know how much is true and how much is false.

 The numb mind cannot give an answer, and the thoughts that have long been rotten to the root will not resist.

Just like that, the middle-aged man returned to the farm. Faced with his failure to return, the person in charge whipped him, leaving a few more red marks on his already scarred body.

He did not dare to kill him for fear of taking responsibility.

 Only monks in the foundation building stage can kill people at will.

There are rows and rows of iron houses. It had just rained and the ground was muddy, an indescribable mixture of soil and feces.

 Many people dump their feces and urine outside casually.

Although the sect followed the previous laws in order to avoid the plague, no one enforced them, so the effect was naturally lost.

 The middle-aged man doesn’t care, since life is already so bad anyway, he doesn’t need this little shit.

 But so do most people.

 Humans will return to their original animal nature under the oppression of extreme environments.

We walked through human and animal feces, smelled the stench, and came to the red light district. We touched the oil-stained prostitutes and spent all our hard-earned money before leaving.

 Back home, the kerosene lamp on the table provides a faint light.

The co-workers were picking their smelly feet and holding a torn-up photo book, engaging in the most primitive form of entertainment. I didn’t stop when I saw someone coming back, or even covered up the photo.

Instead, he scolded: "You know how to enjoy yourself. Whenever you have money, you will go to those women and you are not afraid of getting sick. They are not clean, and they are full of diseases."

The worker is only 20 years old, a time when he is full of vitality and not as numb as middle-aged people.

 “A day that you can live is a day.” The middle-aged man took out half a cigarette **** from his pocket and used a kerosene lamp to

 A tape recorder plays a radio station from China. Nowadays, only China broadcasts radio stations to the outside world.

【Our news reports, relevant departments have recently issued a draft for the popularization of spiritual practice, proposing three major ideas: practice for all, immortality for all, and dragons for all...】

 “Practice practice for all people?”

The middle-aged man suddenly had a strange light in his eyes, and his scalp was slightly numb, as if something was about to come out.

“Yeah, I don’t know if it’s true or not.”

 The co-workers looked envious and yearning.

 He ​​yearns for China, not only for a society where order still exists, but also for the practice of allowing all the people there to practice spiritual practice.

 He wants to practice cultivation, want to live forever, and even more, he wants to become a master.

“There are rumors that there are immortals in China, who can achieve immortality by wearing hair and allowing all mortals to practice cultivation. If immortals appear here, will the situation get better?”

 “Can we practice?”

 “Can we restore civilization?”

  He was only 10 years old when civilization collapsed, but the strong difference between before and after is still fresh in the young man's memory. When he was a child, he lived in a clean and bright big house. He ate various delicacies every day, played video games, went to amusement parks and other beautiful memories like a dream.

 When everyone is in despair, some unrealistic legends always come from the East.

 The Immortal Li Changsheng.

This name is highly respected even by the disciples of the sect. The young man often hears the disciples discussing it.

 Later, I heard various legends.

 “Immortal?”

 The middle-aged man's body trembled slightly, and a spiritual light appeared in his eyes, like a whirlpool, swallowing his consciousness.

"Yes, Immortal Li Changsheng, he should be the most powerful immortal in the world. When I mention his name, he is the most arrogant and domineering practitioner, and his face is filled with admiration and humility."

“It’s really hard to imagine how powerful a person can be to make those monsters fear him.”

The worker nodded and answered, with excitement on his face, thinking that the other person was discussing Li Changsheng with him.

After all, in the past, this old guy always looked like he was in a state of inebriation. He didn't care about the outside at all. At most, he only listened to the music on the radio.

As everyone knows, what Li Changsheng said from his mouth completely plunged the middle-aged man into an endless abyss.

 In the depths of his mind, there was only a bang, and memories came flooding in like a tsunami.

 An endless majestic figure appeared.

Stepping on a green lotus with your feet and holding three feet of green in your hand can make heaven and earth bow their eyebrows.

 As soon as you see his body, you know his name.

 The Qingguang Sword Master Xiao Yuntian.

Xiao Yuntian looked at the middle-aged man covered in dirt. Their eyes were full of confusion, like a mystery in the womb, covered by a thin veil.

Stretched out naturally, and the moment the fingertips touched each other, memories merged.

 Thousands of years and decades.

The middle-aged man fell to his knees on the ground, his soul numb to the extreme, like spring snow melting into water. Tears welled up in his eyes endlessly. He saw an indescribable prosperous age and an eternal figure.

 Li Changsheng, the father of the emperor.

 What I long for, what I long for, what I don’t have...

  In the dim iron room, the middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes. His face had not changed at all. His body was still full of dirt and smelled of stench.

 But those eyes exuded unparalleled perseverance.

That is a decisive decision that dares to conquer the sky, even if it means slaughtering all the descendants of his disciples and sacrificing all his compatriots.

With each breath, Xiao Yuntian grasped all the memories. He looked up through the iron door, through the messy slums, and looked to the east.

 “Your father is in the east?”

After saying this, he sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes.

In an instant, endless spiritual energy surged in, and the power increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

 Building a foundation only takes a moment.

Perhaps he felt the spiritual energy fluctuations here, the void vibrated, and a voice came.

 “He Fangxiao is so small!”

 (End of this chapter)