The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down Chapter 308

Chapter 308 The Immortal is a bit duplicitous

 Seeing a memory after Du Shi's death, Li Changsheng couldn't help but recall his farewell by the river.

At that time, there was definitely sadness, but it was no longer as strong as it was during the Tianjian Sect. It is undeniable that after years of training, his emotions and desires are much weaker than when he was young, and his psychological threshold is much higher.

Furthermore, your life span will eventually end, so why force yourself to make the mistake of reincarnation again?

 But the premise is that it is really a matter of death. Now it seems that this is not the case. It is more like a problem of Linzi Jue. It's just that this problem is almost so trivial that many powerful people don't even notice it.

 This is unsatisfactory.

 “Is that all, Immortal Chief?”

The scene Du Can saw paused in Du Shi. Li Changsheng used the true fire of Samadhi to make relics, and then left with the relics. He and many monks fainted from crying.

 After reading his lost memories, he still couldn't figure out how his master died. What exactly is the problem with Linzi Jue?

There are no such things in my memory, all I have is pictures of my master as if he has fallen into the devil's path.

that's it.

"There are still many memories." Li Yi tapped his fingers, and the memories that had stopped continued to move forward.

 The gray qi machine appeared again to prevent the memory from reappearing. Li Yiduo looked at it for a few times and was able to guess its effect.

 Shields perception, shields heavenly secrets, and isolates all dharmas. It often appears in some special environments, usually in places where the world wants to cover up, such as the gray fog in the Wangchuan River.

 There is no way to get a glimpse of Wangchuan from the outside world, and no matter how good the divination is, there is no way to see it.

The Purple Sky Divine Thunder flashed past the fingertips, and all the gray mist was wiped out. There are three, six or nine levels of beings in the same heaven and earth, and Zixiao Divine Thunder is undoubtedly the best.

 Memories flow again.

　　Du Shi was sitting in a state of retreat, and Du Can accidentally found the bamboo slips recording the Linzi Jue. At first, he, who was only at the Golden Core level, could not understand the Linzi Jue and could not understand its true meaning.

 Later, when I reached the Nascent Soul stage, I gradually understood the bamboo slips and began to practice Linzi Jue.

A ray of true spirit merged into the way of heaven, and then wandered among the stars in the sky. It was passed down by many Buddhist predecessors, and its cultivation began to advance by leaps and bounds.

He regarded Linzi Jue as the greatest inheritance of Buddhism and believed that this method contained endless Buddhist dharma, so he never mentioned it to outsiders from beginning to end. When it comes to sect inheritance, not everyone is as generous as Li Changsheng.

Moreover, even if I want to be generous, I still have to take the sect into consideration. I cannot teach it casually or even mention it.

At that time, Li Changsheng and Dong Yunshu were Taoist companions of each other, and the skills they exchanged and taught did not involve the core swordsmanship of Tianjian Sect.

 Finally, he passed away as a disabled Nascent Soul, with a lifespan of only 900 years.

Although he has not become a god, he has been doing good deeds, saving people and educating sentient beings for many years. Whenever there is a disaster, he must be the first to go down the mountain. There are tens of millions of people who benefit from him directly or indirectly.

 Have been practicing the way to save the world all his life, and he can be called a holy monk.

This is also the reason why Li Changsheng saved him many times. Doing good deeds and accumulating virtues have no merit in the way of heaven, but they have merit in him. At a large level, it is said that peace in the world is conducive to the exchange and development of Taoism. At a small level, it is said that Li Changsheng can enjoy the prosperous age without the busyness of running around.

 He was able to lie leisurely in the moon palace and watch the rabbits dance, all because he had saved these younger generations. In fact, starting from the age of 3,500, Li Changsheng lived a life of singing, dancing and living in luxury, and could even be said to be extremely extravagant.

 Enjoying the happiness of an emperor without having to work as hard as an emperor. It is really like "Cheng Huan has no time to serve banquets, and spring outings are all night long. There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and three thousand people are pampered."

The three thousand beauties in the harem do not refer to the disciples of the Moon Palace, but to the rabbit's clone technique. Li Changsheng had never had much contact or closeness with the Moon Palace fairies that had come one after another over the past millennium. After all, there are differences between men and women. Although he is older, his appearance has always remained young. Telling the little girl too much will inevitably make her think too much.

Even if we are not close, there will be a large group of people flirting with each other, let alone if they are close.

Furthermore, Li Changsheng understood that what they liked was him in the eyes of the world, a nearly perfect saint, but he was not such a saint. The little girl is young and ignorant, and he, an old guy, cannot make mistakes.

 Even if it's just about appearance, there really is no one in the world who can beat Rabbit.

 The memory ended, and Du Can was finally burned into a relic by Li Changsheng. According to his last wish, the relics were used to strengthen the water veins of Jiuzhou.

 Since then, there has been no strong person in Buddhism who can catch Li Changsheng's eyes. It's not that they are weak in strength, but that most of them have impure hearts, and few of them truly care for the people of the world.

 After the generation or two that Li Changsheng brought out, Kyushu showed vague signs of regression. However, Li Changsheng didn't understand, because after everyone he knew died, he rarely showed his face.

 The above are all things for later.

Li Yi is no longer alone now, and he doesn't want to recall Li Changsheng's lonely life for the rest of his life.

 He recalled his memory and replayed the process of practicing Linzi Jue several times. Soon they noticed the very repetitive words in it, such as Hedao, Zhoutian stars, Buddhism from the past, and True Spirit.

“Oh!! I understand, I know what Lin Zi Jue is.”

Qiong Yu suddenly shouted, attracting the two's attention. She stood on Li Yi's shoulders, her excited expression seemed to be asking for credit.

“Senior Immortal, Lin Zi Jue is most likely a method of combining the Tao, which is similar to the way we practice the spirit of heaven and earth. Integrating the true spirit into the way of heaven can increase the understanding of heaven and earth, and better control mana and spiritual energy.”

While Du Can checked his three souls and seven souls, he said with some fear: "I integrated a ray of true spirit into the way of heaven? This way of heaven has disappeared, what about our true spirit?"

"Of course it will also disappear. This should be the cause of amnesia. But the memory does not disappear in large chunks. The information about the way of heaven is lost too accurately and coincidentally. There must be something fishy in it. There is also life span. Damage to the true spirit will shorten the life span. Yes, so this technique will consume your lifespan."

Qiong Yu answered without thinking, and then gave a general introduction to the method of combining their heaven and earth spirits. It is rare to show the insight that a great master in the transformation stage should have, and Qiong Yu is never ambiguous in his practice.

 Linzijue and the method of combining the spirit of heaven and earth have the same direction, but different effects and powers. The former can travel around the world and understand the past, while the latter can only increase the understanding of the world.

 Equivalent to the difference between magical powers and ordinary spells.

 Lin Zijue, true spirit, heavenly way.

Li Yi looked at himself. He also lost his memory, but he had the impression that he had never practiced the Nine-Character Proverb of Heaven and Earth. Because at that time, I no longer need to understand the Tao from heaven and earth. Too much contact with the Tao of heaven will be bad for me.

But I have indeed lost my memory, and so many guesses are useless. Maybe I really practiced the nine-character motto during the time when I lost my memory.

After gathering his thoughts, Li Yi waved his hand and everyone left the mourning platform and returned to the simple rental house.

The clock on the wall was ticking. Only three minutes had passed. They have watched hundreds of years of memories, and the time of self-recognition in their thousands of thoughts will also be accelerated countless times.

Li Yi took a sip of the soy milk on the table, and then his breath became calmer, and his expression remained calm.

Du Can said: "Immortal, would you like to go and see my master? I'm afraid something may happen to him again."

 “There's no rush, I've only been home for a month.”

Li Yi lay back on the sofa, his head weakly bent slightly, as if he was about to collapse on the sofa.

This is the first time for such a devoid of manners to survive...it seems not the first time I have seen him. Except for public occasions, meeting each other in private is very casual. To put it harshly, he looks lazy.

 “But…if there is something wrong with the master…”

As soon as Du Can finished speaking, Qiong Yu picked up the bottle and knocked it on his head. It caused no harm but made a clanging sound.

Qiong Yu reprimanded him with a fake look on his face: "Little monk, are you questioning the senior immortal? Besides, how could the Great Buddha die so easily because of his advanced cultivation? Your memory is just a blink of an eye, learn Linzi Jue It will be almost a hundred years before or after his death.”

"Senior Immortal just came back from Wangchuan. He has worked hard for so long. What's wrong with taking a rest? It is only in line with etiquette to ask your master to come see Senior Immortal."

Ducan was rendered speechless, that's what it seemed like. After all, he is also the "master" of the master. Even if he puts aside his status as an immortal, he should be his own master.

"Then... the young monk will go back to find the master now."

"This matter is not urgent. I am not a child in this world, so I don't have to worry about it." Li Yi's voice was gentle, as if he was really not in a hurry.

"Things have their own sequence. What are you going to do with the abducted children you rescued earlier? With the personalities of you two, master and disciple, you should be thinking of helping them to the end."

Ducan wanted to say that the master was more anxious, but when he thought of the sad and happy people, he couldn't help but said with some tangles: "The poor monk can't do anything, so I still ask the immortal for guidance."

“Without brainwashing and harming the victims, we can only dream of solving this problem.”

Li Yi replied that Du Can thought it was impossible to dream, so he couldn't help but sigh: "The young monk asked for a lot. It is a good thing that the donors can meet and fulfill their long-cherished wishes."

Perhaps not all families miss their lost children, but parents who still care about them more than ten years later must hope that their children will live well. They don't care about what their children can bring to them, they only care about whether their children are doing well?

While searching for the child, Du Can saw an advertisement for finding missing children. The parents there just want to tell the people who buy their children not to feed their children fish because they are allergic to fish.

Based on what I saw with my own eyes, the lonely female donor in the countryside ran away immediately after seeing her son come back. There was no resentment, only reluctance and relief.

 My wish is fulfilled and I will die without any regrets.

 Ke Ducan still wants to help, but has no idea where to start. You can't just forcefully distort the minds of abducted children and make them transfer their feelings to their biological parents, right?

 This is a way, but it is too evil. Children are not the private property of their parents, and we cannot only take into account the biological parents' side rather than the wishes of the child.

 Ducan thought about it, but never got an answer. So just like in the world of spiritual practice, I came here to ask the immortals for advice.

 Of course the main purpose is for his own master.

 It was about his master, and Du Can had to admit that he also had selfish motives.

Li Yi shook his head slightly helplessly: "You two masters and disciples are carved out of the same mold. You don't know how to adapt to your temper. When I talk about dreams, I mean dreams. I have a magical power here, and I can fall into dreams freely."

He waved, and the magazine papers on the table split on their own, turning into talismans one finger long, and then flew into Du Can's hands.

"Take it, and if both parties agree, they can dream together. If they disagree, let one of them have a daydream. Considering their ability to bear it, give them three pieces each, one piece for one month, and three stages of childhood, adolescence, and adulthood."

 “But isn't this self-deception?”

Ducan He knew that the immortal must have a solution, but he didn't expect that it would be solved in this way.

 Monks seeking truth are simply doing harm to others.

Li Yi raised his eyebrows slightly and asked: "Mortals are superficial and easy to satisfy. The strong can have strict requirements, but they cannot impose these requirements on the weak. For me, it is enough to let them make up for their regrets. .”

 “Yes, the young monk will take his leave first.”

Du Can walked two steps without forgetting to turn around and remind him: "Please, Immortal, please don't forget to stop the tutor. The tutor will only listen to you. If the young monk goes there, he will only be punished by punches and kicks."

His master is very violent for some reason, and his face looks kind and kind, but the method of education is often accompanied by sticks, which is just like teaching Buddhism.

Unlike the immortals who are always so gentle and elegant, they are obviously master and disciple, but why is the gap so big? How he hoped that his master could learn the temperament of an immortal, so that he would receive less punches in the future.

 “If you are not a child in this world, you will not be so fragile.”

 Li Yi picked up his cell phone and started playing leisurely, while Qiong Yu held the bottle and watched.

The two of them were speechless. Du Can could only take his leave and leave with the dream talisman given by the immortal.

 One minute, two minutes, three minutes…

Li Yi suddenly put down his cell phone, rarely turning it off without finishing the game.

Qiong Yu couldn't help but cast a doubtful look, but she didn't ask rashly. As long as it doesn't involve cultivation, she won't bother the immortal senior too much.

Just like the noisy companions of the immortal predecessors, Qiong Yu will always be a loyal and transparent person. There are some things that you can't interrupt, and there are some things that you can't talk too much about.

 This is called propriety.

Li Yi then closed his eyes slightly, leaned on the sofa and breathed evenly, as if he had fallen asleep.

 A voice came from the void.

 “Xiao Qiongyu, I'm going on a long trip, you take good care of Baishi.”

 Qiong Yu held the bottle and blinked, and after thinking for a moment, he commented: "In human terms, does this count as duplicity?"

 She has not been following the immortal senior for a long time, but this is because the other person has never practiced. For a practitioner who often spends decades in seclusion, spending half a year together can be compared to a hundred years.

Senior Xianren always quits after playing a game no matter whether it is fun or not. He never quits in the middle.

 In the words of immortals, one must have game literacy.

“Fake Taoist priest, teach me the magic that can make you clean without taking a bath...”

Baishi walked out of his room and saw Li Yi sleeping on the sofa. He couldn't help but look puzzled: "Why are you asleep? It's not even night yet."

 Li Yi goes to bed on weekdays, usually lying down at 12 o'clock, waking up at 8 o'clock in the morning, and getting up at 10 o'clock.

Qiong Yu explained: "Senior Immortal has gone to rescue his apprentice. Don't worry. With Senior Immortal's power, it's as easy as picking up a kitten from a tree."

"oh."

 Baishi stopped asking. She was not interested in who Li Yi's apprentice was, but she was interested in Li Yi.

Looking at the peaceful sleeping face, a thought of human nature emerged.

Shiraishi must have thought a lot, but he quickly restrained himself. In the words of fake Taoists, it is not shameful to have thoughts driven by various desires, as long as they can be restrained.

But it shouldn't be a problem if you don't restrain yourself at this time, right?

Baishi took two steps forward and was stopped by Qiong Yu. She crossed her arms and said, "No."

"What are you doing?" Baishi was a little annoyed, "I want your permission to get close to the fake Taoist priest? Okay, you are indeed a sneaky cat."

“It's hard to say who is the cheating cat, but you must not have sex.”

Qiong Yu is indeed an inhuman creature, and there is no trace of human shame or reserve in her words. She just says whatever she has to say. She could sense Shiraishi's thoughts and knew that he had restrained himself, but she still wanted to warn him.

 “Absolutely not possible!”

Shiraishi asked angrily: "Why?"

 She has a lusty heart but not a boldness, but that doesn't mean she has to endure a mere bottle-carrying boy from Qiong Yu telling her what to do. In her dream, she and Li Yi were actually married. She called them half-step wives.

 In reality, they are still childhood sweethearts after all.

"You can't bear the body of an immortal. Even if the immortal controls his strength, his Yuanyang Qi is not something you can bear."

 Qiong Yu's petite face as big as a thumb was full of seriousness, as if he was trying to popularize some common sense for Baishi.

“The Great Way of Yin and Yang is one of the principles of nature. Anyone who has yin and yang must cultivate his Yuan Yang or Yuan Yin. Double cultivation will inevitably lead to the intersection of Qi and machine, and then you will be burned to death by the immortal's Yuan Yang."

 Let's not talk about the special state of Shiraishi and her own two souls. Her death will severely damage her own vitality. If Shiraishi died because of this behavior, it would be his biggest dereliction of duty.

How can you, the immortal Yuanyang, with your small foundation building, be able to withstand it?

 Let's dream honestly!

 (End of this chapter)

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