The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down Chapter 132

  Chapter 132 Immortals celebrate the New Year, the world can celebrate the new year

  The weather is myriad, and the spirit of welcoming the new year.

  A group of colorful clouds gathered in Li Yi's palm, in which all kinds of weather evolved and countless lights gathered. The atmosphere formed by the gathering of a group of heaven and earth spiritual energy and the will of all living beings can be regarded as a rare treasure if collected.

   After five or six years of continuous collection, it can be made into a magic weapon for the Nascent Soul Stage. Or preserve the soul, or illusion, the latter should be more effective.

  Of course, one must have the ability to collect it. The New Year's weather is not aura, which can be collected by just grabbing it. It belongs to a special period, a weather produced in a certain environment unknown to ordinary people, a special kind of gas.

   "Brother Li, why can you hold on to this phenomenon?" Dong Yunshu asked curiously.

   It's not like she hasn't seen the New Year's weather before. She was reincarnated about eight years ago, which happened to be the Spring Festival. That night, Dong Yunshu noticed a strange phenomenon in the sky and earth, and observed it for a period of time.

  She tried to collect, but because the efficiency was too slow, she had to give up in the end.

  Even now, Dong Yunshu couldn't gather so many New Year's weather with just a single grab like Li Yi. But this time she could see that Li Yi didn't rely on his deep cultivation, but used a special method.

   "This thing itself was created by me, but there have been some changes after reincarnation. With the huge population of this world, things that have anything to do with faith will expand dozens of times."

   "It may also be thinking about food and clothing, the spirit of modern people is obviously more active than that of ancient times."

  Li Yi judged the weather of this new year in this way.

  He is no stranger to the New Year weather, but the New Year weather in this world makes him a little strange.

  In the practice world, the New Year weather is a unique product of the Guanghan Banquet, as a thing to set off the atmosphere. At that time, all sentient beings gathered the good meaning of the New Year like this, but at that time it was more about his own beliefs, and most of them were medical immortals.

  Belief is useless to him, and the Immortal Doctor has been regarded as a rare temple of incense in the world for a long time. In the ancient society, getting sick was basically equivalent to going to hell. There were not many medicines to treat them, and doctors were even less pitiful.

  Li Hua traveled all over the world for free medical treatment, and eliminated plagues all over the world several times, directly and indirectly saving many people. Moreover, he imparts his own medical skills to others without hesitation. I don't know how many barefoot doctors have become famous doctors by reading his books.

   It is not an exaggeration to be called a saint in common people, even if Li Changsheng is no longer walking in common people, the incense is not only less but more and more.

   Until he was three thousand seven hundred years old, the incense had reached the point where he had to deal with it.

  So there is a new spring atmosphere, that is, the will of all beings in the world is melted into incense, and the weather is smooth wherever it passes. The so-called new year and new weather, many disasters will naturally be resolved in the new year.

  For ordinary people, it is a miracle of saving lives, but for Li Changsheng, it is just fireworks to set off the atmosphere and deal with the incense.

   It is released every ten years, and it is also the main purpose of some monks to go to the Guanghan Banquet, to see the new year weather that is sweeping the world.

  Dong Yunshu nodded slightly, and quickly put the so-called New Year weather behind him. For her, except for the way of swordsmanship, other ways can only serve as a reference.

  She is very less exploratory about other things, unless it is related to the sword, or related to Li Yi.

   "But it's all the same, turn on the weather and welcome the new year."

  The colorful cloud in Li Yi's hand was getting bigger and bigger, and it completely enveloped the two of them in an instant. Messy and festive laughter rang in my ears. Although it was mixed with the will of all beings, it did not pollute the soul like incense, but it was an extremely pure spirit.

  This is high-quality belief, and it was also the pursuit of Buddhism.

   Without any desire, pure faith, but this has a huge conflict with faith. The vast majority of beliefs are asking for God. If God does not give anything, how can people believe in it. Even those Jianghe monsters need to threaten the safety of the people.

   Without desire there can be no faith.

  That's why the meteorology and belief in medical immortals are so special. The former is the joy of reunion during the Spring Festival, and the latter is pure gratitude. But if you really want to get to the bottom of it, both of these things are good for the people.

  The luck of the new year makes the world smooth and the weather is good. The medical fairy has saved the world from fire and water countless times, and the inheritance I left behind is also constantly saving people.

  One minute, two minutes, three minutes

  Under their feet, countless fireworks rose up, bursting into gorgeous flames.

  As if the clouds were infested by fireworks, the whole sky turned into seven colors, and countless people who were eating the New Year's Eve dinner also noticed the strangeness of the sky.

  The sky on New Year's Eve is no longer black but colorful, and the colorful rays of light stretch for thousands of miles, and the roads are still being opened up, branching like trees and rivers, until they fill the whole of China.

  Li Yi stood in the very center of Huaguang, his eyes lowered, revealing his unparalleled cultivation. He didn't have the aura to overwhelm the world, he didn't have the majesty to make all beings bow their heads, and he didn't have the indifference of a great supernatural being to ordinary people like ants.

  As plain as water, like a breeze blowing, there is a trace of joy in it.

  He smiled, very gently.

  “The Spring Festival is a reunion, and I like reunions.”

  Reunion used to be a luxury for him, reunion is always a distant delusion, and some people just leave him.

  Thinking of the Guanghan Banquet in the Moon Palace, where guests from all over the world were entertained, the Four Transformations Gods were gathered, and even the monster clan and monster saints also attended the appointment. But thousands of years later, there are still people coming and going, but the former guests are all dead.

   Until the rabbit who served him the wine also died, and the Guanghan Banquet disappeared.

"Happy New Year."

  Li Yi raised Fengyun Fusion slightly with his right hand, and then pressed down slightly, as if he wanted to give the colorful clouds in the sky to all living beings.

  Dong Yunshu suddenly raised her head and looked into the distance, she saw that countless weathers were being affected, blooming with colorful splendor.

  On the dark horizon, a colorful river surged to the sky, piercing the night.

  Countless people in the city noticed the colorful river in the sky. Some people held up their mobile phones to take pictures, some took relatives and friends to watch, some were making wishes, and some were jumping and jumping happily

  A strange power swayed to the world, mixed with blessings to all living beings, and also blessings from all living beings to themselves.

  Shangqing Palace, the top of the majestic mountains, in the unpretentious Taoist temple.

   Qingxuan Taoist slowly opened his eyes, looking at the distant horizon, his eyes full of nostalgia.

  At that time, the way of immortality was prosperous, and there were no equals among immortals in the world. There were three gods, eight geniuses, and the human race was the only one in the world. The grand occasion of the Guanghan Banquet is still vividly remembered.

   There are no natural treasures, just a bowl of glutinous rice **** from living immortals will make people all over the world go.

   Not for anything else, just to celebrate.

   Taoist Qingxuan got up and walked out of the courtyard, stepped out, and arrived at a square halfway up the mountain. At this time, the disciples of Shangqing Palace were holding a New Year's Gala.

  When the disciples of Shangqing Palace saw the young man who suddenly appeared, they all stood up suddenly and bowed towards him.

   "Meet the head teacher."

   "No need to be polite."

  The Qingxuan Taoist came to the top seat and sat down. This is his seat. The Spring Festival Gala of the Shangqing Palace will reserve a seat for him every year, but he basically doesn't come.

  On the left and right sides are the seats for the elders, of which there are nearly nine seats and only Qing Xuzi is one. The elders are basically in seclusion and are not very interested in mundane festivals. Only the old urchin Qing Xuzi is drinking and having fun with his disciples.

  Qingxuzi asked curiously: "Master, why are you here?"

   "Hahaha, how can there be no banquets during the Spring Festival?" Taoist Qingxuan stroked the non-existent beard, let out a rather brisk laugh, and then began to pick up the wine and vegetables on the table.

   "Everyone, don't you come out for a drink during the Chinese New Year?"

  Qingxuan's voice echoed throughout the Shangqing Palace. The next moment, the elders who did not participate in the previous years appeared one after another. Sitting in their seats, everyone looked at Taoist Qingxuan with more or less doubts.

   "Aren't you interested in previous years? Why are you in the mood to participate this year?" Qing Xuzi was even more puzzled.

   "Previous years were not Chinese New Year, so naturally I wouldn't come. Do you know about Guanghan Banquet?" Qingxuan asked back while pouring wine for himself.

   "The largest banquet in the Immortal Era, almost all the monks in the world, and even the great sages of the monster clan participated."

  Qing Xuzi answered without thinking, he accidentally saw it when he was looking up classics in the age of understanding immortality.

   "You guys are really peaceful. We couldn't hold such a banquet at that time."

   Leaving aside the conflicts within the human race, it is unlikely that the conflicts between the two races of humans and monsters will come together. But in the age of Immortal Dao, they came together, Dao, Buddha, demon, human and demon, monks from all over the world gathered together to eat and drink, it was simply a miracle.

   "It's not the whole world. At most, only half of the people came." Qingxuan took a sip of the wine, "For us, the Guanghan Banquet is the New Year's Eve dinner and the Spring Festival."

   "For us, a banquet with living immortals is the New Year's Eve dinner."

  Qing Xuzi and the rest of the elders couldn't understand, they couldn't feel the feelings of Qingxuan and others towards living immortals in the age of immortality.

  As high and unattainable as the sky, and like a father holding up a piece of sky.

  Suddenly, the sky and the earth trembled, and everyone looked up to see a ray of light spreading across the sky, and a colorful river ran through the night.

   Little stars are shining, joy comes from my heart.

  The Qingxuan Taoist raised his glass to the sky and said: "Happy New Year, may my Shenzhou be the only one in the world."

  Now Shenzhou belongs to Immortal Dao, and all the existing towns and states come from the era of Immortal Dao. And only in the age of Immortal Dao that the immortals are different, the idea of ​​protecting the world and saving the people can be in harmony with the government.

  Protecting the world is the inheritance of sword immortals, while saving all people is the inheritance of living immortals.

  Shenzhou is the continuation of the immortal way. They firmly believe that the world can be peaceful, because living immortals want the world to be peaceful.

  Buddhism.

  In an inconspicuous small temple, an old monk is sitting under the bodhi tree, clasping his hands together tightly to hold the bead that seals the bodhi realm.

  Suddenly he opened his eyes and raised his head slightly to see the colorful glow.

   "It's finally the Chinese New Year."

  The old monk walked out of the temple, found a bowl of plain noodles, sat on the roof of the temple, and ate it leisurely under the colorful sunlight.

  Memories emerged in my mind, and the surrounding scenes began to change.

  Moon Palace, the gods of all transformations, the monks of the world, and the living immortals.

   An unremarkable Taoist in a green shirt sat at the top, and the Moon Palace Taiyin Fairy, known as the most beautiful woman in the world, knelt beside him and poured wine for him.

  The green-clothed Taoist looked at himself with a smile, and said: "Monk, I heard that there is another girl who publicly woos you, and she is still a rat. Have you considered returning to vulgarity and promoting the relationship between transvestites?"

   "The poor monk has cut off three thousand roots of afflictions."

   "I can help you grow your hair."

  For their cultivators, the Spring Festival is not a specific time, but the happy new year that the living immortal said, and the splendor he shed.

  Donghai City, on a certain street, there was a lonely wonton stall on the side of the road that was still open.

  The shop owner is a plainly dressed young man in his 20s. If Li Yi was here, he should recognize him, known as one of the eight wonders in the world, and Wang Huan, the wisest man.

  Now he is just a peddler carrying a wonton stand and walking around the streets to hide from the urban management.

  Suddenly, a patrolling police car stopped, and two policemen came down from it. Wang Huan immediately picked up his family's (re-made) wonton stand and wanted to run away.

  The policeman hurriedly said: "Boss, wait a minute, we are not urban management who will not drive you away, but we just want to eat a bowl of wontons."

  Wang Huan stopped his hands when he heard this sentence, his expression changed quickly, and he smiled happily.

   "What kind of wontons do you want? Big meat or small meat? 8 yuan or 10 yuan?"

   "You are not only old-fashioned, but also old-fashioned." The policeman was quite novel, and this wonton stand seemed to have come out of ancient times.

   "I want ten yuan, pack it up."

"Me too."

  Two policemen sat on the bench next to them, chatting while waiting.

   "Boss, why don't you go home this Chinese New Year?"

   "I have no home, my parents are dead, and I only have this wonton stand as a memory." Wang Huan replied, without any slight delay in the movements of his hands, following the memory in his mind, he made two bowls of wontons from that year.

  Not much seasoning, just minced pork, oil, salt, green onion, soy sauce.

   Packed in a plastic bag, the police paid and drove away in a police car.

  Zhou Zhou became quiet again, and the sound of families eating New Year's Eve dinner in the neighborhood not far away could be faintly heard in the air.

  Suddenly there was a slight light in the sky, Wang Huan raised his head and saw the colorful glow, and a little bit of starlight fell, which brought him a little comfort.

Happy New Year.

   This is what he vaguely felt.

"Happy New Year."

  Wang Huan let out a breath of white air, tidied up, and left with the wonton stand on his shoulders.

  The Chinese New Year weather lasted only 10 minutes.

  Li Yi waved his hand to disperse the last trace of the atmosphere in his hands, and then left with Dong Yunshu. Just as he returned to the hotel, his phone rang.

  【Xi'er】

"Hello."

   Li Yi answered the phone without thinking too much, and Dong Yunshu looked at him quietly, wondering what was going on in his mind.

  【Husband, Happy New Year. 】

  At this time, Dong Yunshu suddenly leaned over, didn't bother him to make a phone call but stuck very tightly. Li Yi's soft and gentle body hugged Li Yi from the right side, and her cheeks were almost pressed together.

   Li Yi pushed her and said, "Don't make trouble."

  【Husband, what's wrong? 】

"nothing."

   While communicating with Wei Xi, Li Yi had to endure interference from Dong Yunshu. Fortunately, he was very determined, at least there was nothing unusual in his voice.

  After chatting for a while, Wei Xi hung up the phone again because of his busy schedule.

  As soon as the phone was hung up, Dong Yunshu left Li Yi immediately, as if he was afraid that he would take advantage of him. But in fact, apart from the Dao of Yin and Yang and kissing, basically everything that should be touched has been touched.

   At 2:00 in the morning, the New Year's Eve dinner ended, many people stayed in the hotel directly due to drinking, and did not drive away until the next day.

  The following days returned to calm, and Li Yi lay in bed every day during the New Year, just like usual.

   Until the fifth day, Dong Yunshu left a space bag and left.

  Li Yi felt a little regretful. Although Dong Yunshu didn't let him do other things, it was very comfortable just to hold him while sleeping.

  Softy, fragrant, and can warm the bed to the pillow, who doesn't like it.

   A few days later, when the Spring Festival was over, Li Yicai struggled to get up from the bed and called Li Lili to come to him.

  He intends to change Li Lili's aptitude without using Duohaohua Pill, which is also to prepare for his parents in the future. After all, how to guide an unqualified mortal to practice is his first attempt, and there is always an experimental question for comparison.

  Li Lili is the best experimental subject. After her success, her practice experience can also be applied to her parents.

  (end of this chapter)

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