I am a fairy in the world of mortals

Chapter 120 It’s easy to see the world, but it’s hard to see yourself

Just as Xue Qing said, Li Lang was not idle for the whole next day, and he was merciless in accepting gifts.

And among so many 'gifts', the least valuable thing is money itself.

I dare not say that the panacea is endless, but at least it guarantees that Li Lang and even Xue Qing and Xuemang can cultivate several more divine veins without having to worry about resources.

Of course, if you manage enough resources and you can't use them yourself, it's another matter if you get stuck in the realm.

"Really, what a huge windfall!" Xue Qing held the account book in her hand, counting the last batch of gifts, and said with a smile.

"A windfall?"

"It's hot!" Li Lang thought to himself, but didn't say anything.

Some words, said in vain, only spoil the atmosphere. Why bother?
"Okay, our brother takes three points and one point. If you can use it, feel free to take it all and use it. You're welcome. Strength improvement is the first priority." Li Lang said.

With his help, Xue Qing had already seen clearly that he had been on a smooth road before, and if the resources could keep up, he would be able to practice very quickly with his qualifications.

Xuemang is probably the same. He is a very pure person, and if a person is pure, it will be easier for him to recognize himself.

In the capital, the only people Li Lang could almost absolutely trust were Xuemang, Xueqing, and Tianshan Yue.

The two senior brothers are stronger and will definitely be of great help to Li Lang.

Of course, everything else can be divided. The most important ones, the Tianxi Dan and the Lingtai Mirror, were put away by Li Lang early. They were for his own use.

"We are not in a hurry. We will protect you first. You can try and see if you can use the Lingtai Mirror to see yourself clearly and open a way forward." Xuemang said.

He always talks little and is reliable.

"Okay! I'll trouble you two senior brothers then!" Li Lang was not polite and accepted the offer calmly.

If someone came to assassinate him while he was looking back at his inner world with the Lingtai Treasure Mirror, Li Lang would probably not have time to react.

Xue Qing and Xuemang, one was sitting cross-legged at Li Lang's door, and the other was sitting on the roof. The aura between the two was connected, even covering several meters underground, ensuring that there was no leakage.

In the room, Li Lang first took a Tian's Breath Pill. After entering the pill, Li Lang used his magical power 'Spiritual Snake' at the same time. The Tian's Breath Pill that was originally swallowed by Li Lang had now turned into a huge force. The ownerless spiritual energy surged up to Li Lang's spiritual platform and was swallowed by the magical spiritual snake.

A Tian's Breath Pill can briefly increase Li Lang's mental power by three to four times, lasting for about two hours. At the same time, due to the effect of the Spiritual Snake, even if the increase subsides, 10 to 20% of his mental power will be retained. Strength becomes solidified growth.

"It's a pity that there is only eight pills in a bottle, and it will be gone after eating it. Even I am embarrassed to ask the queen for more." Li Lang felt a little regretful.

Most of the elixirs with outstanding effects in Daqian's treasury today were refined during the reign of Emperor Heng.

After Emperor Heng's practice reached a bottleneck, the practice of longevity skills was far behind the loss of longevity, which also involved the practice barrier of "the gods and men decline by themselves".

In the late period of his reign, he recruited a large number of alchemists to refine various elixirs for him, which consumed a lot of manpower and material resources, as well as the most fundamental national power. Many people who were loyal to him came to help him bring back precious spiritual pills. Medicines and spiritual objects died in this process.

This is also one of the reasons why Emperor Heng was unable to control the huge magic weapon of the capital in time for his use even though he controlled the capital.

He had long since deserted his relatives, so much so that when the Eight Kings entered the capital, countless people were secretly fueling the situation. No one wanted a lunatic who was bent on immortality and almost crazy to continue to sit on that throne.

As for the higher Emperor Yuan, when Emperor Yuan was on the throne, Yujing City had not yet been built, and the capital at that time was still Xiuluo.

It was precisely because of the death of Emperor Yuan that Emperor Heng, who succeeded to the throne, hurriedly moved the capital, abandoned Xiuluo, and entered the 'safer' Yujing City.

After receiving a huge increase in mental power, Li Lang did not hesitate anymore and unsealed the seal on the Lingtai Mirror. He saw the two chilong carvings on the frame suddenly came to life, and at the same time he exhaled a breath of white breath, covering the mirror surface.

The originally calm mirror surface rippled like water waves.

"Alang! Alang!" A voice kept ringing.

She called 'Alang', warm and familiar.

"Mother! It turns out to be mother!" Li Lang opened his eyes and recognized the young, familiar, yet unfamiliar face deep in his heart.

"Mom!" Li Lang shouted subconsciously, but received no response.

This is not an intelligent interaction, nor is it a fantasy experience.

It simply opened up Li Lang's memories and clearly displayed the past that he had ignored and forgotten in front of him again.

My mother was quite beautiful when she was young.

She is an actress at Jiangcheng Theater and is also proficient in singing and dancing. Otherwise, she would not have been favored by her father.

Looking at his beautiful, confident, and elegant mother, Li Lang seemed to have forgotten that she was like this.

He even found the reason why the bridge of his nose would be raised and become extra straight after traveling through time.

His nose used to be like his father's. Although it wasn't flat, it was just average.

My mother's nose is straight and beautiful, just like what was made by cosmetic surgery later.

Perhaps something happened during the time travel that re-adjusted his genes, causing him to make different physical choices when he developed again.

"The mother in my memory has already become sharp and mean due to her luxurious consumption life, competition with the real wife, and more importantly, jealousy with those younger and more beautiful girls. At the same time, the sequelae caused by excessive medical beauty treatments have made her Once she takes off her makeup, her face looks a bit scary, and she no longer has such natural beauty, but looks exactly like some Internet celebrities."

"Later, she seemed to be abroad, learning how to fly leaves with some so-called celebrities. Although she never did this in China, if she got infected, she would be over long ago."

"She is indifferent to me, and it is even just a pretext for her to ask her father for money." Because of this, the image of his mother has already faded away in Li Lang's heart.

To be honest, Li Lang is just a prodigal and has not really turned into a bad person. He really has to thank the compulsory education and the several good teachers he met while growing up.

Before the traditional teacher education was castrated, although there were some scumbags, it is undeniable that most of them were good teachers who were responsible, responsible, and dared to discipline children.

Their strict education formed a protective dam in Li Lang's character and did not let him cross the line in indulgence.

If he was thrown out to study abroad at such a young age, God knows what kind of virtue he would become.

Some of the international students who are government-sponsored to study abroad cannot control themselves and let themselves go when they go abroad. Those rich second- and third-generation international students who have not yet formed a correct outlook on life at a young age and whose families are wealthy, have they gone abroad? Without the control of parents, what will happen to the child? It is really up to fate, and there is a high probability that it will not get better.

"A Lang! When your father comes to ask questions later, just say that you like grandpa, want to stay with grandpa, and don't want to travel far away to study!" his mother whispered in Li Lang's ear.

Li Lang was stunned when he heard this.

Memories are coming like a tidal wave.

So this is ah!

At the crossroads of fate, it was his mother who used her young wisdom to hold him back and find an amulet for him.

Her subsequent self-annihilation cannot undo the right things she once did.

In an era where foreigners are generally worshiped, it is not easy for her to make such a clear judgment.

"And what role did I play in my mother's self-annihilation?" Many scenes flashed back clearly in Li Lang's mind.

There is a scene of him at school, after parting ways with his best friend, going home and getting angry at his mother, calling her a mistress.

There are scenes of him throwing away the lunch boxes made by his mother, then waving the money, and going to spend money in Internet cafes and restaurants with a group of high school classmates who fawned over him.

"So, am I the murderer?"

"At least one of the murderers!" Li Lang felt regretful and painful in his heart, but his strong spirit made his core stable.

Even if you regret the past, it is difficult to look back on it.

And Li Lang would not bear all the changes in his mother on his own shoulders.

Even without his actions, the real lady, who seemed dignified and virtuous but was actually vicious and vicious, would have used other methods to lead her mother to self-destruction step by step.

She and the forces behind her have too many ways to constantly corrode and dissolve a person's spiritual core.

Killing his mother, the real lady would not do it.

If you can't control your husband, what's the use of eradicating those dewy beauties?

It's better to keep such a person to help her charge into the battle and deal with those little goblins who can never be eliminated.

The picture flashed, and Li Lang was standing in front of the desk. The energetic white-haired old man was drawing a picture of an eagle spreading its wings.

"Xiao Lang! Come and see, what is there in this painting?" the old man asked Li Lang.

Li Lang shouted again in a low voice: "Grandpa!"

Although he knew that the old man couldn't hear it at all.

He is Li Lang's protector and the guarantee that he can live a comfortable and luxurious life.

When the old man was in good health, even if the woman had the means, she would only dare to use them in a sneaky way, not openly, let alone go overboard.

It wasn't until the old man was dying that she spit out her fangs like a poisonous snake.

In my memory, I was facing the eagle in the painting, praising loudly and saying all the good things.

But at this moment, Li Lang saw many shortcomings in the painting, and even saw that the eagle had no legs. The mountains in the painting were high and steep, but they seemed to have no roots.

Likewise, he also saw the regret in his grandfather's eyes.

Being young can be a reason or even an excuse, but without the mature mind and keen insight of youth, how can we afford support?

The old man gave him a chance, but he missed it.

Then, his memory jumped, and Li Lang discovered that the old man had given him eleven chances.

A lot, a lot!

This old man, who had been decisive in killing all his life, never gave others more than three chances.

He was given eleven times, and the last time was in the garden of the sanatorium villa. The old man asked him if he wanted to go to Da Mao. He had several friends there and he could do some business of his own in Da Mao.

He refused immediately.

At this time, it seemed that the old man had clearly guessed something and was arranging a way out for him.

(End of this chapter)