The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

Chapter 536 Fairy in white, flower of prosperity

Panhu swallowed.

He had predicted a long time ago that the "culprit" that caused all this was the ordinary man in front of him.

 Hidden beneath his ordinary appearance was a terror that could make heaven and earth tremble.

 All fear comes from the unknown, but Li Changsheng’s fear comes from the known. The better you get to know each other, the more this fear becomes intensified.

Because even if Panhu knew the other person's past, he couldn't see the depth of the other person. No matter how he looked at it, it was still an abyss.

 He thought he had reached the bottom after 10,000 meters, but after 10,000 meters he still could not see the bottom.

 The fall of a world.

 What a frightening yet seductive invitation!

 The Wuxiang is the one who created the heaven and the earth, the one who protects the heaven and the earth, and the world's sage. How high is the desire to protect the world, then how high is the curiosity about its destruction.

Panhu’s chin moved slightly up and down, seemingly cautiously, but not fearfully.

 It’s more like holding a glass bead in your hand, fearing it will fall to the ground.

 He was also afraid of missing this opportunity.

"look."

Li Yi turned to look at the old tree spirit. At this moment, the old tree frowned and did not immediately agree or refuse.

He is also curious, but he is not like Panhu who is barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. The other party is now a prisoner, and he will not be insulted because of his status as a non-appearance. He has the freedom to choose to die in front of Li Yi.

 But a barefooted Wuxiang is scary.

Panhu, as Wu Xiang, will not face real death. As long as the time in the world still exists, he will not die.

 Unless Li Yi replaces him.

If you really do this, Heaven's mouth will burst into laughter, if He has a mouth.

The old tree spirit held back his voice for a long time and said:

 “Brother Li, do you still have a family?”

 He knew that once Li Yi said something, he could hardly persuade him, so he could only make insinuations.

It can be seen that the old tree spirit does not want to take such a risk. He has always advocated stability. Anyway, nothing has happened now, so take it step by step. It would be best to survive for tens of thousands of years, recharge your batteries, and fully recover to your peak.

 If you can't stop it at that time, you can only accept your fate.

Li Yi was stunned for a while and couldn't help but smile: "You old man, hiding for 100,000 years in your previous life is not enough. Do you want to continue hiding in this life?"

"Ahem, cough, cough, when we go to attack the enemy, we should take a long-term approach and not be so rash." The old tree spirit coughed twice to hide his embarrassment, "Besides, everything comes from the mouth of an outsider. I can trust you, but I can't trust him."

Panhu raised his head slightly and did not refute.

“I think it won’t be too late after 10,000 years, when you will have nothing to worry about and won’t have any scruples.”

Li Yi shook his head: "Ten thousand years is too long. Besides, the world was not my opponent before, let alone now?"

“And I just wanted to ask you if you want to take a look, just share it.”

This is not a risk, or an extremely difficult decision.

 At least in Li Yi's view, it is just a piece of the past. It will have an extremely significant impact on the world in the future, but that is something in the future.

Li Yi asked again: "Do you want to see it or not?"

"is it safe?"

"Safety."

"Let me think about it again. After all, you have a family. In fact, I can help you look after the house."

 The old tree spirit still shook his head, his intuition telling him that that kind of scene was not what he wanted to see.

Heaven and earth collapsed before him, contrary to his own way.

 It would be a pity not to see more of it.

 “Do you want to watch it?” Li Yi was a little impatient. The only shortcoming of this old man was that he was too stubborn and had to think twice about everything.

I once sent an invitation to stay in front of his house. My original intention was to have someone to talk to while enjoying the shade under the tree. After all, the two of them rarely communicated in the previous life. Now that the world is peaceful, they naturally want to communicate more.

 But the old tree spirit was very cautious and felt that there were many troubles around Li Yi, so his first reaction was to refuse.

 The same is true now.

"this…"

The old tree spirit will also give a reply. The surroundings have undergone earth-shaking changes, but it seems that nothing has changed.

　　It is still the desolate world, it is still the broken sun, it is still the terrifying thunder gun.

 But the old tree spirit felt a wind, a biting cold wind, which could blow into the soul. Ordinary creatures standing here might die in the next second.

 Golden elixir may not last long.

The high temperature that can melt iron and stone came from the top of the head. It was a dazzling sun, hanging intact above the nine heavens.

 Everything is transformed into reality.

 The laws of the past seem to have returned, everything is so familiar.

 And the whole world has long lost its vitality, leaving only a desolation. During this time period, the earth was torn apart, and countless continental plates were floating in the void, some of which were slightly larger than China.

Jiuzhou is comparable to the size of Yinghuo Planet, or even bigger than it. The spiritual veins and the ground have long since disappeared, leaving only the spiritual energy floating in the air, like an aurora.

 A very strong spiritual energy, if it were placed in other eras, it would definitely attract countless people to fight for it. This spiritual energy is actually the sum of one spiritual vein.

 But now there is no one.

　No one is fighting for it, as if everyone is dead.

The heaven and earth revealed an eerie silence.

Panhu pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "At this time, heaven and earth are already complete, already complete..."

 “There should be no need for Hedao.”

They landed on the Kyushu plate, with 100,000 mountains hanging above their heads. There were still several auras in them, each of which was a great demon at the level of a god.

 There was even a holy king among them.

Great demons of their level can only barely survive in this world.

 Infinite kalpas.

Just a sparse and ordinary warm wind can blow people out of their minds.

If you are unlucky enough to be struck by lightning one day, the starting power of the thunder will be at least the God-level thunder. There are also many eight or nine thunders used by the Holy King to overcome the tribulation.

 After walking another 100,000 miles, they encountered a withered skeleton.

  To be precise, I didn’t encounter it, but I noticed the smell here and took a long way to take a look.

 Every living being in this world is an extraordinary being, otherwise it would not survive.

He is a man with dead bones, holding a token tightly in his hand. The word "Buddha" is engraved on the token.

Li Yi glanced at it and looked into the distance following the vague connection between the tokens. This is the wonderful use of the way of time, it can perfectly present the scene at that time.

 Even the subtle details of the aura connection between magic weapons can be reproduced perfectly.

 Because this is the past, history that has already happened. If you don't make changes and interfere, it will be countless times easier if you just look at it honestly.

Across the mountains and swamps, a jade mountain lies on a seabed that has long since withered. It was a broken fairy boat. It was unknown how many years had passed, and there was still spiritual energy flowing out of it.

 “Go and have a look.”

Li Yi moved tens of thousands of miles in one step and came to the ruins. Through the thousand-meter-high crack, he saw the space that had long since collapsed.

At a single glance, he saw a city. Panhu and the old tree spirit followed closely behind.

When the old tree spirit saw this fairy boat for the first time, he was immediately shocked and said: "It is transparent inside and outside, and contains divine light. This is the most precious treasure of heaven and earth."

“Such a magic weapon is comparable to that of a holy king. Did you not expect that the human race has developed to such an extent at this time?”

 The difficulty of cultivating to become a Holy King is different from that of creating a magic weapon at the level of a Holy King, because the practice of a Holy King stands out among the billions of living beings in the world, and it is natural. The latter is man-made, following certain laws and techniques to create a holy king.

 Treasures are made by nature, but man-made things are contrary to nature.

 “Xianzhou Futu.”

Panhu opened his mouth and fumbled for some historical data in his mind.

"The official name of the Immortal Boat is the Zhuri-class flying boat. According to the historical data I have read, the pagoda can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, and the internal space is comparable to a small world."

“At first it was to cope with the disaster, but later a broken jade slip pointed out. The fairy boat is essentially for escape. One day the fairy palace cannot hold it anymore, and they will take the fire of the human race to the world after the calamity.”

 “Falled here…”

Panhu observed it for a long time, and then Li Yi said, "It was struck down by thunder."

 “Do you know, fellow Taoist?”

 “No, just a guess.”

Li Yi shook his head and replied: "This world is in the past. I just woke up at this point in time. I am not omniscient and omnipotent."

 He raised his head and looked up at the sky, and in his memory, he only looked at the sky.

“The only thing I know clearly is that in about five hours, this world will fall.”

 “That’s really exciting.”

Panhu nodded without delving deeper and said, "Please wait a moment. I need a moment to find something that should be useful to you and me."

Having said that, Panhu walked in with ease, and the old tree spirit couldn't help but began to explore this mountain-like fairy boat. For Wu Xiang, a holy king does not deserve too much attention, but a manufactured holy king But worth it.

Soon Panhu fumbled around and brought out jade slips that were as big as a mountain.

 He reads all the information at one glance and picks out the important parts.

 【Special level, immortals retreat, it is estimated that three hundred years, after that there will be countless calamities, the world will be perfect】

　　【Class A, military confidentiality, to prevent the Nine Immortals Alliance from attacking the Immortal Palace. 】

 【Class A, administrative order, restructuring of the Urban Management Department. Since the management strength of the Urban Management Department can no longer keep up with the growing cultivation of heavenly beings, the Urban Management Department applies for an increase of 500 Yuan Ying.】

　　【Level B, Nine Immortals Alliance Intelligence, a criminal organization that has spanned thousands of years, has always caused huge social security problems to Immortal Palace. The founder is Xu Zhongxian, the traitor of Immortal Palace, and the current leader is Qingguang Sword Master Xiao Yuntian. 】

 Level D, the power of heaven and earth has increased in the past three thousand years with the increase in the number of heavenly beings. 】

Panhu's eyes moved slightly, and he smelled something unusual.

 Three hundred years and five hours left, which means that this fairy boat was still intact three hundred years ago.

 Xiao Yuntian, this person’s karma seems to be a bit big over the years.

Panhu stamped his right foot, and the long river of time broke through the shadow of the past. Looking up and looking back, it was a gray and thick cause and effect. Taking a step backward was actually more difficult than taking a step forward when Li Changsheng was born, but he still saw a huge whirlpool.

Li Yi also saw it. Panhu did not hide his consciousness and showed it to him openly.

He remembered Qingguang Sword Master Xiao Yuntian.

 The last living child who came out of seclusion.

 “Let’s go.”

 Li Yi and the other three continued to rush towards the Immortal Palace. Of course, they were not just rushing. Since there were still 5 hours left, they had enough time to observe what they saw and heard.

The sky and the earth have long been devastated, and the continental plates are floating in the chaos like biscuit crumbs, among which are behemoths one after another, and countless flying ships from the Asgard.

 And the bones of unknown number of years past.

These are commonplace. In such an extreme environment, it would be strange for the immortals.

 The prosperous times are ultimately short-lived, but this flower blooms for thousands of years.

 “They all died fighting for their wits.”

The old tree spirit looked at the numerous corpses and made this judgment.

“Brother Li, these people are obviously killing each other.”

"Um."

Li Yi just nodded.

Perhaps due to the past, he is quite indifferent to everything around him.

 The prosperous age of Dongtian.

They opened the door to the half-destroyed space, and with a sharp click, a wisp of dust came out.

 Thousands of tall buildings and thousands of miles of rice flowers can be seen.

In an instant, only the ruins of the wall were left, and corpses lay everywhere. Countless corpses fell to the ground. There were hand bones that could not be found among the ruins, there were swordsmen half-kneeling with swords, and there were Taoist priests whose bodies were nailed to the wall with a dragon bone nail. There was a fairy boat that tilted into the city, and it is still burning with spiritual fire...

 In the square under the White Jade Palace, there were bodies sitting cross-legged. They died peacefully without any wounds on their bodies.

 There is no smell of blood in the air.

Li Yi walked through the Immortal Palace. The flowers of prosperity that he had cared for for thousands of years were now destroyed.

　　　Not by the way of heaven, but by killing each other.

Now that a long time has passed, Li Yi doesn't feel much sadness, just some sighs and emotions.

As they walked up the stairs leading to the White Jade Palace, they saw a figure at the end, dressed in blood-stained green clothes, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and a resolute face.

 He knelt on his knees and held up the heavenly sword with both hands.

 This was originally one of the most precious treasures in the Immortal Palace, but he took it away while the immortals were in seclusion and killed countless people.

Li Yi walked up the stairs, and just as the door of the White Jade Palace slowly opened, a wisp of cold air spread from inside.

 A figure stepped out.

His white clothes are like snow, his eyes are shining, and his brows contain infinite majesty.

Panhu saw Li Changsheng at this time and thought to himself: The sense of separation has disappeared, and he has broken away from Hedao.

 “Child, you are wrong. The consent of the majority cannot represent the life and death of the minority.”

The white-clothed fairy sighed softly and glanced at the fairy palace where corpses were everywhere.

The kneeling man lowered his forehead slightly and said: "We don't know whether we will survive this calamity in three hundred years. We don't know whether the human race will be prosperous and peaceful after this calamity. We don't know whether there will still be a prosperous age of ten thousand years in the years to come. "

“We don’t know what will happen if you are trapped in heaven? The only thing we know is that the prosperous age you promised has been ten thousand years.”

“I, Xiao Yuntian, along with the nine immortal boat fleets, one hundred and eighty transformed gods, thirty thousand Nascent Souls, and one hundred thousand golden elixirs, slaughter the immortal palace, kill thirty thousand enemies, and wipe out the rebels.”

 “Then he hanged himself for 300,000 yuan to destroy the destiny!”

 “Ask the immortal to cut the sky!”

 The man knelt down and raised his sword. He had no life left and had hanged himself.

The sky and the earth roared, and thunder continued.

The Immortal in Baiyi buried everything in a pit, which was also the pit that Panhu saw.

The immortal in white clothes stands on the tomb of civilization, and he is the only one left between heaven and earth.

 (End of this chapter)