The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down Chapter 229

  Chapter 229 You are Mr. Pan Jun, a powerful and powerful man, chasing after the murderer

  In Zhongshu Mansion, the morning light overwhelmed the lights in the room.

  A breeze blows in from the window, sweeping away all the smell of smoke, leaving only a faint fragrance of rosewood.

   Two people standing on different peaks look at each other, and one is the prime minister who is above ten thousand and shoulders the world. If there is no such thing as reincarnation, he can be said to be a person standing at the pinnacle, above ten thousand people. Although he is not as good as the ancient princes and emperors, he is not far behind.

   And Li Yi is the pinnacle of mighty power, the largest black hole in China so far. Everything around him will be distorted, whether it is people, law, society, or power will all be dumped on him.

   But such an existence has been hidden behind the scenes from the beginning to the end, as if it doesn't seem that Shenzhou has never had any intention of getting involved.

  Prime Minister Pan Jun used to be most wary of the living immortals. The Zhenguo level is extremely powerful, but there are still existences in the world that can contain them. This is very important. Even if the government will not fight against the Zhen Guo-level, and even help the other party far surpass other monks, it still does not want the Zhen-Guo-level to be completely detached.

  A thing that no one can check and balance is frightening, and with the despicable nature of human nature, without shackles, it is inevitable to act recklessly.

  The above is what he used to think, and now he finds that he is wrong. People have subjective initiative, and they cannot use a kind of rationality that is biased towards conjecture to guess anyone.

  Prime Minister Pan Jun was stunned for a while, and gradually calmed down, without too many surprises and surprises on his face.

   "Immortal, it's not the right time for you to come."

   "Really? Then I'll go."

   As soon as the voice fell, a tranced young man sitting directly opposite disappeared, like a wind blowing in, it was going to leave after all, no one stopped when it came, and no one came when it left.

  It's confusing.

   Rao is Prime Minister Pan Jun who has seen the world, but was also confused by a sudden move. But he didn't show any annoyance or regret, just smiled helplessly.

   "He is truly an unpredictable immortal. It would be great if all practitioners in the world were like this."

  Cultivators pay attention to self-cultivation and self-cultivation, but more of it is self-cultivation and self-cultivation, and I am the only one. Most of them disdain to bully mortals, but their authority must and will crush mortals, crushing mortals to pieces.

   It's like Heiyang Prefecture, which has been reduced to the world of Zongmen. From the original 60% poverty rate, more than 100,000 people starve to death every year, and now basically most people can have enough food and clothing. Those gangsters who were rampant in drug trafficking, and those bureaucrats who made money by traitors, were all killed.

  The order of society returns under the power of monks, as if a **** redeemed the world.

   But Prime Minister Pan Jun didn't want this scene to happen to the people of Shenzhou, because they were already in a prosperous age and didn't need God to save them.

   "It seems that you are really not afraid of death."

  The Taoist man in white suddenly appeared at Prime Minister Pan Jun's right hand again, leaning slightly to look at him, those dark and deep eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

   "Do you think the formation here can protect you from death, or do you think the jade pendant on your body can resist all attacks? The magic weapon that can resist the Golden Core Stage is for the Golden Core Stage, and it will take some hands and feet at most for you to use it."

   "It will be like this when you meet someone with better means."

   Li Yi stretched out his hand and grabbed Prime Minister Pan Jun's shoulder directly, and the magic weapon of protection did not respond at all.

   "It's nothing but nothing."

   "People like you are a minority in the world." Prime Minister Pan Jun faced this scene without much surprise, or even fear.

   "Since you are not afraid of death, why did you make Zhao Si..." Li Yigang wanted to ask about Zhao Si, when suddenly a ray of understanding came to his mind.

   "You didn't tune it."

   "Your means are daunting." Prime Minister Pan Jun admired.

  The government has always speculated that immortals can know cause and effect, many things do not require much thinking, and the answer can be obtained just by understanding the world. Now it seems that the speculation has been verified, and the immortal does have the ability to understand cause and effect and distinguish right from wrong.

  He explained frankly: "The government wants to gamble on both sides, using Zhao Si to test your attitude. If you make a move, we can enjoy the benefits. If you don't make a move, we can negotiate a compromise with those people."

   "It's nothing more than maintaining stability. Whoever makes trouble will benefit. You can make the government both profit and famous, and you don't need to pay too much."

   There is no evasion in explaining this way, and it doesn't look like an official frankly. It was not an order from the prime minister himself to transfer Zhao Si to participate in this incident, but it cannot be said that it has nothing to do with him at all, after all, he is sitting in this position.

   What Li Yi didn't expect was that the other party admitted it frankly, instead of thinking about picking himself out.

  He sized up the thin middle-aged man in front of him, and commented: "You have a good reputation and a bad reputation, and you, the prime minister, have become a daughter-in-law."

   Faced with such an evaluation, Prime Minister Pan Jun was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, it seemed to be true.

  He is like a daughter-in-law, with parents-in-law and children, and a group of husbands in the middle. He has to take care of mortals, monks, Shangqing Palace, Zongmen, and even factions within the Six Ministries.

   "There are still a bunch of people vying to be this daughter-in-law, but it's a pity they can't manage the family well."

  Prime Minister Pan Jun made fun of himself, then straightened his body, and repeated solemnly:

"You didn't come at the right time. You will only be caught in the rush again if you enter the game now. They will fear your name and your strength, but in the final analysis, they fear power and not virtue. People die for money, birds die for food, this You should know one thing."

  Some people put their hopes in the gods, and even think that as long as the other party speaks, the world will not dare to move. But Prime Minister Pan Jun felt that they thought too well, but also thought too badly of those practitioners.

  Aura is the root. The White Lotus Riot, the blood-red thyroid disease, and the rest of the numerous terrorist attacks are all extensions of the spiritual war. Although the upper limit was only in the foundation building period, there were still countless monks who faced the army without fear and used all means to seize the spiritual veins.

   Monks have never been an easy group to submit to.

   "You are an immortal. As the strongest person, if you don't make a move, you must make a move."

  Prime Minister Pan Jun didn't think that the immortal's action would make the matter complete. On the contrary, he felt that the other party's prestige would become an obstacle. The words may be harsh, but he must take this opportunity to dismantle all the mines of the public version of the practice method.

"There are those who cooperate with the government in the Zongmen, those who have nothing to do with themselves, and those who protest. Not all monks strive for profit by killing people. There are also those like you who think about ordinary people. I hope that there will be more such people in Shenzhou. It is better to have more friends than enemies."

   "And you can use me as a touchstone, after I fail."

   This is the second point that Prime Minister Pan Jun does not want the immortal to appear at this time. The other party has become an invisible barrier for the people of Shenzhou, and he does not want the other party to lose his unparalleled reputation. It may be irresponsible to entrust the hundreds of millions of people in China to one person, but at present this is the best way.

  Li Yi frowned slightly and said: "You can be more vulgar, there is no need to carry everything on your body, can your shoulders bear it?"

  He saw a similar figure from this prime minister, it was Yun Shu, it was He Kun, it was Jian Zong. These people have a bad problem, that is, they always want to carry a weight that does not match it, and they are crushed to pieces in the end.

   This is a "cancer" for which there is no cure.

   "There must be someone who is extraordinary." Prime Minister Pan Jun lowered his head slightly. His phone rang again, and the word "daughter" flashed on the cracked screen. This time he turned off the phone.

  He clenched his fists tightly, as if his body weighing more than a hundred kilograms was bearing the weight of Shenzhou Wanfang.

"Throughout the history of the practice world, mortals are as weak as floating in the sea. I don't know how long a mortal government like me can exist? I don't know how long a society ruled by law can last? I don't know my next generation, the next generation Will you shout out the law of the jungle?"

  Three unclear sentences are hesitation about the future and helplessness after watching the history of the practice world.

   "Governments, aristocratic families, high-ranking officials, etc. don't care about these, because they firmly believe that they are the one who accepts kneeling."

  Pan Jun was born in the most prosperous era of China, and was active in the most turbulent era of China. What he studied was anti-princess and feudalism, and what he witnessed was the begging and begging of mortals to those who practiced. In front of him is a world in turmoil, behind him is a peaceful society, and he is the dead log in the middle.

"Before I was a prime minister, before I was a regional leader... I was still a father and a grandfather. I don't want my daughter to tell my grandson many years later, child, you can't practice, you are a waste, you have to kneel down. "

  He is different from others, he never wants to get anything from Li Yi or use him to achieve a certain purpose.

  He loves the land, that's all.

   "My meager body will be buried in the ground sooner or later, but the people of China will always stand on this land."

   Li Yi took a deep look at him, and then patted him on the shoulder three times, with neither heavy nor slow.

   He said so with certainty:

   "This is transcendence, you are Mr. Pan Jun, a powerful man."

  The Taoist walked away leisurely with his hands behind his back, the walls and formations were useless to him, and just like that, he stepped on the gradually recovering city and disappeared in the morning light.

   Then a voice floated like the wind.

   "And those people are mortal."

   Originally, Li Yi was still thinking about how to solve this matter, or let Xiaoqi handle it. After all, he is only one person, and now it is a peaceful age, so he can't kill him over and over again like he did in Jianzong. And in the final analysis, this is a matter that belongs to the government and the whole society, and only the few causes and effects belong to oneself.

  He can control or ignore the oblique framing. If the government uses this to make him take action, maybe he will beat the government even if he doesn't like it.

  Mediocre people regard Li Yi as a machine that obeys cause and effect, and think that as long as he has cause and effect, he will definitely rush out to kill. Perhaps it is the impression given to the world by "Da Lei Yin Shu" and "Tong Xuan Shu" that he is perfect and a great sage, but on the contrary, he always pins himself on himself to save suffering.

  That's why Li Yi said that he doesn't look like himself, and those autobiographies are not like him.

   There are trillions of people in this world, and millions of people die every day. When encountering a car accident on the road, he will help to raise his hand, and when he sees an elderly person falling, he will also help him. He will not take the initiative to run over to help someone who is too far away from him.

  So Li Yi doesn't have their bad habits, and he never takes things that he can't afford.

   As for cause and effect, he thinks that if he kills today, he won't be able to live tomorrow, and if he doesn't want to kill today, no one can force him, and he can even ignore cause and effect.

  Ordinary people are afraid of consequences, and people who talk about cause and effect are just vulgar people. Because they can't bear the consequences, but Li Yi can bear all the causes and effects, so he acts according to his preferences.

   And now it is confirming that sentence, the world is the world of the world, and when people need heroes, there will always be someone who will stand up without hesitation. Instead of thinking about yourself, you will only pin your hopes on yourself.

  The common people know how to be self-reliant, some people just wait for food.

  Yangshen returned to the flesh Li Yi sat at a roadside stall and yelled at the boss: "Boss, why aren't the rice rolls ready yet?"

"I'm coming."

  While Li Yi was eating rice noodle rolls, a sudden sense of heaven and man brought a little enlightenment to his heart, and he couldn't help but look towards the horizon.

   His original purpose was to let Xiao Qi take care of it, but for some reason, the other party was obviously not in Tiandu, not even in Zhoudi. Now Li Yi knew where the other party had gone, and ran out of Shenzhou early.

   "It's a little worse than others, Xiaoqi, you are inferior."

  West of Luzon, outside of Shenzhou, on a barren island, there is a vast ocean when the tide is high, and there are only a few reefs left when the tide is low.

  A series of floating figures tapped their toes on the top of the stone. They were men and women, old and young, with knives, swords, or bare hands.

  The turbulent waves rushed over, even if there were tons of seawater, they couldn't get within arm's length of them.

  The leader standing at the front had a majestic breath. He took a small step, and the surrounding sea was instantly shaken away, causing huge waves more than ten meters high. He raised his head and looked at the clouds, and said with a loud voice:

   "Fellow Daoist, is it enough to chase this far? There is no grievance, no enmity, and no cause and effect between you and me. It's just killing a few mortals. As for such a big fight?"

  There was no response above the clouds, only the glimpse of the breath made people tremble with fear.

The leader continued: "We only use money to do things. We just killed a few people. We never thought of taking a penny from Shenzhou. If you want to settle accounts, you should go to those sects, not like now. Such a dead hold on to us."

  For 10 days, they were driven out of Shenzhou like a dog, and then they were chased all the way. The other party seemed to want to kill them all, biting them tightly.

  After half a ring, there was no answer, only Yuan Cheng's suffocating sense of depression was even stronger.

  There was a flash of inspiration in the eyes of the leader, and his tone became fierce: "Since the Taoist friends are going to do a game, then we will accompany you to the end!"

   There were a total of 13 of them in a group, and each of them occupied a different position, and the spiritual light flickered under their feet and stretched out out of thin air. The dense array spreads, forming eight directions, forming four images, and forming an array.

   Formation is the uncrowned king of multiplayer combat in fighting methods. Through formation, the power of monks can be integrated together, and the combination of the two can exert a huge power.

  It can not only win more with less, but also attack less with more.

   There is a reason why every monk is required to learn the three-art alchemy array for monks.

  The clouds rolled, and a figure slowly descended from the nine heavens. He was dressed in a blue Taoist robe, with a handsome face, and there must be frost in his eyebrows.

  The Taoist entered the formation, and the entire formation was turned upside down in an instant. The thick clouds in the sky fell and washed away not rain, but tens of millions of talismans.

  By the time everyone came to their senses, the entire formation had already fallen into the opponent's hands.

   Qingxuan Taoist looked down at them with compassion, and said in a calm voice: "You have been brewing for so long, and this is it?"

  He originally wanted to take the opportunity to eradicate some mice hidden in the dark, and also made the government determined to promote Changchun Gong. In order to avoid those so-called factional disputes, which will eventually delay the great event of the fairy.

  However, Qingxuan suddenly changed his mind temporarily. He felt that the reputation of the fairy head was more important than the plan of Shangqing Palace. Changchun Gong must be promoted, but there is no rush. These mice who have ruined the reputation of immortals have escaped, and it is as difficult as heaven to dig them out again.

   "Fellow Daoist, what is the cause and effect between us and you, and why are you so aggressive." The leader was so regretful that his intestines were green at this time. He thought it was a simple errand, but he did not expect to meet such a lunatic.

   Their roots are not in Shenzhou, and they should run immediately after killing someone, so no one will chase them. It is also those sects who pay for murder, not killers like them who came from afar.

   "A fairy is like my father, what should I do if I scold my father?"

   "." The leader stared wide-eyed, looked at the other person's face and said subconsciously: "It's not like that."

  He naturally knew the famous living immortal in the Immortal Dao, but he had never heard that the other party had descendants. Moreover, according to the images circulated in Da Lei Yinshu, Li Changsheng has nothing to do with the Taoist in front of him, at least they don't have any similarities in appearance.

   As soon as the voice fell, the sea water boiled with falling magic talismans all over the sky, and the leader fell silent in an instant.

   Qingxuan's face became more murderous, and he said, "Kill."

  (end of this chapter)

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