The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

Chapter 511 The birth of the Sun-class flying boat

  Western Regions.

 Chaos abounded and riots continued.

Mortal resistance spread quickly throughout the Western Region like a prairie fire, and countless exiled officials who had been overthrown resurrected, and were later suppressed by force by reincarnations.

Incense is like the fate of the country, falling quickly in rebellion after rebellion.

And the Incense Divine Court has become in name only, and the name of Heavenly Father has disappeared. The impact is not only on Li Daitao's death, but also on indirectly denying the existence of the **** itself.

The Father is in disguise, and the **** himself does not exist.

People can think, not misunderstand. When deception is proven and trust is in crisis, endless suspicion will follow.

Panhu was also affected. All the faith belonging to the Heavenly Father left him, and the original incense turned into poisonous fire.

 But in an instant he was suppressed by Dao Xing.

Many incense gods below have begun to shout and kill.

“Please respect the decrees from above and below, we will clear up all chaos within 10 days!”

 A saint-king-level incense **** knelt down on one knee. His name was the God of War. True to his name, no one could defeat him except Panhu in the divine court.

 Affected by the incense god, he became warlike and irritable over time, often clashing with others, and was also the most cruel among the many gods.

  But in the final analysis, it is due to his nature. His predecessor was a scourge, named Burning the World, the source of all fires, in the calculation, because anger brings disaster.

 There are many difficulties in the world, anger is one of them.

 How many things are delayed by impulse and anger, and how many disasters are caused by it.

The Holy King of Burning World has a magical power called Heart Fire, which is good at making others angrier and more impulsive than himself, and eventually the whole soul will burn up.

Panhu sat high on the throne, facing the gazes of many incense gods, as calm as usual, but there was something slightly different between his eyebrows.

 Exhibits a sense of security, as if he can calm down no matter what happens.

　　"How to smooth things over? To govern the world is not a battle of laws, it is not a matter of life and death."

The great sage Burning the World replied: "Kill first and then make peace. My subordinates are not trying to kill everyone, but to wipe out all the rebellious officials and traitors, leaving only mortals who can be taught."

 “Why do they want to rebel?”

 “Don’t listen to the teachings!”

 “Why don’t you listen to the teachings?”

 “Greedy and ungrateful!”

The Burning World Great Sage said in a trembling voice, and also expressed most of the Incense God's thoughts.

Earth Mother is silent, she is obviously not one of them.

 Phoenix is ​​originally a pure stream, which is called auspiciousness in later generations. Its general temperament is relatively kind.

 So she will fulfill her basic duties towards the believers who provide incense and at least make them live a stable life with food and clothing. It is an area under the jurisdiction of Earth Mother and one of the few civilized communities in the entire Western Region.

 But Mother Earth’s kindness is just like her nature. She will only target her own actions, but will not take the initiative to help others, let alone harm herself or others. It can be seen from this that good and evil cannot generalize all things, and the goodness of some existences is only their own wishes.

 “To govern the world, gentleness should be the main focus.”

 Earth Mother opened her mouth.

 Suddenly attracted everyone's attention, which was inevitably mixed with surprise.

 I don’t understand why Earth Mother would say such a thing.

 Being kind to a group of mortals?

 Mortal people are like nothing to most reincarnations, but their status in this life is a little higher. Because there are so many people, it is a good choice whether it is used as a place to select successors or as an incense and spiritual field.

 Hence, after most powerful people seize control of society, their first reaction is not to massacre, but to maintain stability and maintain food prices.

  Shenzhou calls it forced averaging.

 The need for a small number of areas to live decent lives has set most areas back 80 years.

Di Mu ignored everyone's gaze and continued: "I have been waiting for the Western Region here for many years, and it is a mess just from the perspective of development. Looking at China's prosperity, the economic strength of the people is no longer of the same magnitude."

“Once upon a time, the Western Region was also a place that the East longed for.”

The Great Sage of Burning the World said: "What does this have to do with us? We only need to believe in the incense. Only the ignorant people can gain faith, and believers can only be born if they are in danger."

“It’s just a temporary method. Are you still confused about your current situation?”

Mother Earth looked at the Burning World Monkey King with a cold expression. He was eight feet tall, with red skin and cracks all over, and the flames built in them were looming.

 The incense is poisonous.

Now he is affected by the incense, but it is not a departure from his faith. Instead, it is a blessing in disguise that the number of believers continues to expand. Because all thugs will worship him more or less, advocate force, and exercise violence.

 But the thoughts were too complicated, making him even more irritable.

The violent thoughts made him almost crazy, especially the chaos in the world, which was destroying his soul all the time.

“It’s normal for rats that steal oil to eat poison.”

quiet!

The face of the Burning World Saint was filled with shadows for an instant, and the silent murderous aura spread. The surrounding space solidified, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

 Those who were confident in their own strength stood still and watched the show, while those who were not confident quietly retreated some distance away.

Just when the conflict was about to break out, Panhu spoke.

 “That’s right.”

Panhu cast a somewhat approving look and said: "If the people have a place to live and have fun, how can the world not be peaceful? Why worry about the incense not being prosperous? Throughout the ages, there have been many who knew, but few who practiced it. In the end, it is greed."

 “Now we need to share benefits with the people.”

He waved his hand and countless spiritual objects spewed out from the incense cave. Mountains of spiritual stones, various precious medicines, and various ores and rare treasures were piled up.

“Take what you want and go and rebuild the Western Region according to my method.”

 Everyone looked at each other in confusion, and no one reached out because they were not sure what Panhu was thinking.

  I don’t even understand why he would do this.

Use your own property to make up for the world? Isn't this a fool?

 “Take it.”

Panhu spoke again, and everyone had no choice but to go and get it. After confirming that there was no danger, their movements became bigger and bigger, and the place fell into a carnival for a while.

The collection of Wuxiang in Panhu was so rich that no one could finish it even though they tried their best.

Even the Earth Mother could not resist the temptation. She took a piece of fire spirit stone, and as long as she refined it, it would be enough to make her progress further.

In the end, all the treasures were looted, leaving only a mountain of spiritual stones several hundred meters high.

 “These spiritual stones, use them to buy food.”

 “Then you…”

 Everyone looked at Panhu with strange eyes.

Panhu shook his head and said calmly: "If the yellow and white things can bring peace to the world, that will be enough."

 A month later, the riots in the Western Regions quickly subsided.

Among them, China played a decisive role, providing a large amount of food, and the convoys transporting food were like long queues that stretched as far as the eye could see.

 Because the Western Regions gave us money.

Adhering to the bastard's idea of ​​not making money if you have money, Shenzhou made a lot of money, almost all at once taking away most of the money accumulated in the Western Regions for several years.

 As a result, the transportation system in the Western Region that had been abandoned for many years was reactivated.

 All modern government restart activities start from the transportation system.

 At the same time, thunder from the sky continued to fall, punishing evil and eradicating evil, demonstrating divine power.

 The sunshine called order shines on the earth.

 It was as if years of storm had passed and people finally saw hope. Maybe God will really save the world.

 Of course there are those who resist, but in the face of powerful individuals, all high-level resistance organizations were cleared out overnight. Without leadership, no organizational structure can survive.

 At the same time, the Incense Temple was shrouded in a strange atmosphere.

 The three incense gods knelt on the ground, their bodies trembling with great fear.

Panhu looked at them with cold eyes, the killing intent in his eyes barely concealed.

The Great Sage Ranshi, who had regained his senses, couldn't stand it any longer, and cautiously warned: "Your Majesty, they only made a small mistake, and they don't need to go to war in such a big way."

 All causes stem from the uneven distribution of food in the region.

Due to some human nature, food will be greedy by the people below, and in a town called Dunkirk.

A few orphans were so hungry and thirsty that they ate the gods’ offerings and were undoubtedly beaten to death. Of course it wasn't the God of Incense who killed him, they weren't that busy yet.

But it was a rule set by them. Several children were tied in iron cages by the believers and paraded through the streets with great fanfare, which also attracted Panhu's attention.

　　It was already too late by then.

The majesty of God is insurmountable.

 This is a common thing.

 Ke Panhu got angry for the first time, and it was a kind of anger that everyone could feel.

 Nearly made the entire Incense Cave tremble.

Panhu's breathing became heavy, and images appeared in his mind uncontrollably. When he saw the corpses of those children in reality, when he saw the death of children, it seemed that some kind of reverse scale was triggered.

 Great sadness instantly occupied his mind.

 In the White Jade Palace, he was holding a child in his arms and was speechless.

 He was very silent, his expression unchanged from beginning to end.

But what was reflected on Panhu's face was a look of extremely ferocious anger, with eyes that were almost crazy.

 Everyone present was frozen in place, even moving was a luxury.

There was a rapid thunder, thunder flashed, and the three incense gods kneeling on the ground disappeared into nothing.

 Both body and soul are destroyed.

Panhu regained some sense and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother, help me throw them out."

 Hum.

The space shook slightly, and everyone present disappeared in an instant.

 There is only one figure left.

Dayu Yansheng looked at the ferocious-looking Panhu. He could feel the violent fluctuations in his emotions, a huge sadness.

Panhu seemed ready to cry at any moment.

“What’s going on with you? What did you see in Li Changsheng’s past?”

　　"Dead... everyone is dead... I can't save anyone, no, not me!"

Panhu shook his head suddenly, trying his best to maintain the last trace of rationality.

"I spied on his past, for the sake of that unparalleled power. Therefore, I put my body into my heart and was meticulous. I became his substitute and felt everything about him."

"His emotions, his feelings, everything. I thought it was very relaxed, but...under his calm appearance, it was like a torrent swallowing everything, and his thoughts were like a mountain that I couldn't bear."

 “Why can he remain calm?”

Panhu seemed to see a person standing in front of him in a trance.

The ordinary Taoist in Qingyi looked as usual, looking at everything in the world coldly. And he was like a mirror in the other person's heart, reflecting a miserable face.

 Is he pretending to be calm, or am I unable to bear it.

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In the year 1364 of the Immortal Calendar, the core of the Zhuri-class Feizhou Futu was established.

Master Feixing carefully put on his Taoist robe, smoothing every wrinkle with magical power, striving for perfection in every detail, and even combing his hair meticulously.

Although he no longer needs to wear clothes, everything is just an illusion transformed by magic power.

 He has broken through the limitations of heaven and earth, crossed the path of becoming a **** in one step, and achieved enlightenment in one step.

 The price is the seven emotions and six desires, everything as a human being.

Now he can feel that his existence is passing rapidly, his perception becomes huge and unfamiliar, and his emotions become weaker and weaker.

 But he can't disappear yet. He needs to wait for someone, someone who is far away from everyone but the closest to him.

"you made it?"

 A calm and familiar voice came into my ears.

At some point a Taoist priest in Tsing Yi stood inside the [Buddha] flying boat. Master Feixing’s old and serious face showed a smile, and he said as if to show off:

 “Fortunately, I have succeeded and lived up to your expectations.”

“In the future, the pagoda will be your helper, maybe not as good as you, but when the flood comes, you are the dam. The shipbuilding department is responsible for blocking the gap, while the remaining monks hold up the gap.”

Li Changsheng asked: "It's not like your style."

"You always say that I am too much of a personality worshiper, but I never deny the contributions that the masses have made for the human race. Senior Qingxuan transformed himself into the sun, and countless senior Yuanyings never spared their lives. Even those old mortals committed suicide for food. Now it’s just up to me.”

 “Sacrifice is the way for my race to survive, and I have no regrets.”

Master Feixing slowly knelt down and kowtowed once, twice, and three times. The floor made of spiritual weapons made a dull sound.

Just like the human race in this era, dullness is the main theme.

Li Changsheng asked again: "Are you leaving too?"

"A thousand years is not a short time." Master Feixing raised his head and smiled, then he fell silent, trying his best to pretend to be free and easy.

 After a long time, he met Li Changsheng's calm and deep eyes, and his heart felt at ease.

“Thank you for giving me life and letting me live like a human being. I was not swallowed up by the flood, and I did not starve to death like a wild dog on the roadside.”

Li Changsheng nodded slightly, which was considered as farewell, or maybe he didn't want to say it.

Master Feixing closed his eyes with a smile, and eventually turned into dots of stars and merged into the Sun-class spacecraft, leaving only Li Changsheng standing in the dark and empty room.

The Sun-class flying boat pagoda ignited with spiritual light, and the huge roar shook the sky and the earth, as if announcing its birth and its birth.

Li Changsheng stood outside the White Jade Palace, looking back at the fairy boat that covered the sky and the sun. He listened to the cheers of millions of human beings and stayed there for a long time without seeing his old friend.

 He returned to the White Jade Palace, and at this moment a petite figure squatted at the door, with his head lowered and asleep.

Those who suffer from the five declines of heaven and earth will eventually become like mortals. They need to eat, sleep, become tired, sleepy, and die.

 “Shu Shu.” Li Changsheng gently patted Zhu Xue awake. The other person opened his eyes in a daze, and smiled happily when he saw him.

“Sir, are you free to celebrate my birthday with me?”

   The biggest difference between the protagonist and other Wu Xiang is not the definition of strength, but the definition of heart.

All things without form are naturally nourished by the earth and have spiritual roots in heaven and earth.

　　　Only the protagonist has walked step by step from a mortal, and each step is as heavy as a mountain to others. Going against the will of heaven does not mean that he will be struck by lightning, but that he will walk on the mortal road of a short life as an immortal.

It is Li Changsheng who does what ordinary people cannot do.

This can also be regarded as my understanding of the protagonist’s tribulation. What he surmounts is not a natural tribulation, but his own source.

What you cultivate is the world of mortals, what you cultivate is immortality.

 (End of this chapter)