The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down Chapter 344

  Chapter 344 The chopsticks rise up, and the dynasty changes.

  In the rental house.

   Li Yi looked at the information on the phone, and thought it over for a while. This thoughtful look made Qiong Yu's eyes shine, who had been waiting for a long time, and was ready to clone Baishi.

   After many days, Senior Immortal is finally going to make a move!

  Before, Qiong Yu was very sorry that the Great Wu Saint King could not follow him, especially when she heard from Li Yi that killing a Saint King made her thump her chest. That was a holy king, an existence that he could only look up to in his previous life, and he was killed by a fairy like this?

  But I couldn't be there to witness the fall of a holy king, and the power of the immortal beyond my vision, so I missed a big opportunity in vain.

   This time Qiong Yu has been looking forward to it for a long time, after all, it is annoying to her that it has been raining all the time.

  Now that the Dragon Palace has usurped and disturbed Xianning, it is natural to kill him on the spot with thunder!

  The next moment Li Yi moved. He changed to a more comfortable lying position and continued to play with his mobile phone.

  Qiong Yu became a little impatient, and said, "Senior Immortal, don't you plan to make a move? The Dragon Clan is really too arrogant. If this continues, you will have to eat cockroaches."

   "It's not that serious. The Dragon Clan is just a pawn, and it's not yet time."

   Li Yi answered without thinking.

  In fact, during this period of time, he has been comprehending the world, hoping to find clues from the world. At the same time, he is constantly examining his own memory, trying to find something unusual.

  There are currently two clues, one is the mysterious illusion that appeared recently, and the other is the ancestor dragon.

  Since there are clues, Li Yi will naturally devote some attention to investigating. His way of investigating things is different from ordinary people, not targeting a specific person or thing, but directly examining the entire world.

  Because he doesn't think anyone can set him up or confuse himself.

  This is not arrogance, but the truth obtained through the practice of Da Wu Sheng Wang. In the past, Li Yi didn't dare to guarantee that he was as invincible as in his previous life. There may be so many strong people throughout the ages, there may be some stronger than him.

  But the Great Wusheng King made Li Yi see the power of the Phaseless Realm. Perhaps this Phaseless Realm is not complete, but it is enough to get a glimpse of the leopard.

  In the ancient times, the phaseless mirror pursued by countless creatures is no better than oneself, and the Wu of the Great Wusheng King is equivalent to his own 4,000-year-old skill.

  Hmm...how should I put it? The future is promising.

   It is said that the genuine phaseless mirror has more than 5,000 years of Li Changsheng's skill, but now he is Li Yi, better than Li Changsheng.

  No matter what angle you look at, Li Yi believes that he can face the situation of no phase calmly.

   "Chess pieces?" Qiong Yu's eyes widened slightly, "You mean that such a powerful ancient dragon is just a chess piece?"

  The ancient dragon is the descendant of the ancestor dragon. It is said that each ancient dragon takes countless years to conceive and has two powerful bloodlines. The condition itself is no worse than that of innate creatures, and even far better than most innate creatures.

   "The world is like a chessboard, and all living beings are chess pieces. There are very few people who can be on the table, and Gu Long is not qualified."

   Li Yi's voice was calm, and there was no disdain in his tone, as if he was explaining some kind of fact.

  The ancient dragons are indeed powerful in the eyes of outsiders, but most of their strength comes from their blood, not their perception of the world. In this way, it will naturally be inferior to others, and it is not as good as Mara and Dawu Shengwang in the proportion of heaven and earth.

   "Nine characters are the bargaining chips thrown by the Dao of Heaven. Some people will use them for their own use, while others will throw the same chips."

  Based on his own perception, Li Yi evaluates the things that the powerful have been repeating throughout the ages.

   Enter the Tao, get the Tao, become the Tao.

   Maybe not exactly, but it should be close. In my memory, I should not have taken the bargaining chip of the Dao of Heaven, that is, I did not go to join the Dao.

   But his memory disappeared five thousand years later, so Li Yi couldn't be completely sure. After all, the monk took the word "Lin" before, which led to the loss of his own memory.

  Li Yi can judge that the nine characters have a price. On the surface, the price is memory, but in fact it is all the cause and effect related to the nine characters.

   Did he also take Tiandao's chips in the end? Is the cause and effect lost because of the nine characters?

   These things need to be studied, but during the Great Flood, Li Changsheng did not have soldiers, he had his own soldiers.

  Now that illusion is the trace he left in the world. Because it was crushed by the ancestor dragon, it is now being reorganized.

   "Xiao Qiongyu, there is something I need you to do."

  As soon as he heard that Senior Immortal wanted to do things by himself, Qiong Yu not only didn't feel troubled or resisted, but jumped up happily, standing on the yin and yang cylinders and stood at attention to salute.

   "Senior Immortal, just give orders, and I will definitely help you."

  I have taken so many benefits from the other party, so I must repay the other party out of emotion and reason. Besides, even if it is not a favor, the best way to stay with a powerful and powerful person for a long time is to make yourself useful.

  She, Qiong Yu, is a bottle-holding boy, or she can be a bottle-holding general!

   "Now there is an illusion in the void. This illusion is related to me. It has almost been reorganized now. Go and help me get it back."

  Li Yi stretched out his index finger and tapped the opponent's little head. Qiong Yu froze for a moment, and then trembled. She felt the connection between an illusion and herself in the layer upon layer of void, in the chaotic river of forgetfulness.

  She is like a sail floating on the ocean, suddenly seeing a mirage.

  Qiong Yu asked: "Senior Immortal, is this illusion the so-called flood of the Immortal Dao?"

   Qiong Yu has always known about the illusion of the flood disaster in the Immortal Dao, because Li Yi has never concealed the information sent by the Xuan Taoist. Qiong Yu, as the boy holding the bottle, naturally stood by and watched.

   It is probably a sign of the calamity of heaven and earth, not only the human race is affected, the fire erupted thousands of miles away in the East China Sea, and the entire ocean was reduced to seafood soup.

  Ordinary people, if they were not protected by senior immortals, their end would probably be no different from seafood soup in the East China Sea. Qiong Yu had seen human head soup in her previous life. At that time, there was a flood and a city was submerged in water, and there were black and black human heads inside.

  Among the many birds and beasts, the survivability of the human race is actually at the upper-middle level. But in the face of the turmoil in the world, even monks can't guarantee that they can survive.

  Generally speaking, the strong people of the human race will take tens of millions of people to escape, and after the calamity is over, they will recuperate for hundreds of years and return to their peak. Is there anyone who led everyone to flee to the plateau like Senior Immortal? This is the only one with such courage throughout the ages.

   "Yeah." Li Yi nodded slightly, "I don't know why the traces I left in the world became like this, so I want to take them back to verify."

   "Please wait a moment, I will bring you back right away."

  Qiong Yu sat on the yin and yang cylinders, turning into a streamer of light and escaping into the void.

   Li Yi continued to lie on the sofa and play with his mobile phone.

  On the other side, Qiong Yu rode the bottle to quickly shuttle through the void, and all the space barriers were like a thin layer of paper in front of the Yin and Yang cylinders.

  In the blink of an eye, she found the dreamland by virtue of the aura given by Li Yi, and then plunged into it without any hindrance.

  In an instant, there was no longer a dim void around, and what came into view was a piece of gray earth.

  The majestic heavy rain poured continuously from the sky, and the rivers were like galloping mad dragons, washing away all the creatures on the earth.

  Qiong Yu closed her eyes slightly, and when she opened her eyes again, her temperament changed suddenly. Her silver-white pupils overlooked the world, piercing the truth of all things.

  Tiantian pupil, this is Qiong Yu's natal supernatural power.

  Following the veins of the earth and the torrential rain, Qiong Yu finally saw an incomparably huge figure, and the broken figure was reorganizing step by step with the migration of sentient beings.

   "Is this broken by Zulong?"

  According to what the Qingxuan Taoist told the senior immortals, a phantom of a dragon and a man appeared in the world of Dragon Palace at the same time, and both were soldiers. Later, for unknown reasons, Zulong Xuying bit the figure and crushed it in one bite.

   "But it looks like we have to wait for a while, so let me speed it up for you."

  Qiong Yu picked up the yin and yang gas cylinder, and endless yin and yang gas gushed out from it, covering the entire illusion in an instant.

  Using yin and yang as the driving force, using the immortal energy as the medium, analyze the entire environment through Tongtian Tong, and finally bring it into the palm of your hand.

  I saw her raise her little hand slightly, the situation in the illusion changed dramatically, time began to flow rapidly, and the immortal soldier gradually completed himself.

  The monks who fell into the illusion were half out of the illusion at this moment, and could only watch countless pictures flash in front of them, as if watching a slideshow.

  And these pictures will show them a history that really existed.

   "Fellow man, I heard that the government doesn't distribute food for disaster relief? I've visited the city, but I haven't seen any place that distributes food."

   "There is no grain. It would be good to have a mouthful of gruel. Years of floods and droughts, most places can't grow fields. It's good to have a mouthful of porridge."

   "Yes, how many times a day is this porridge served?"

   "How many times? It depends on when those fairy masters will come. If there are fairy masters, the government will definitely send them out, and everyone can eat a bowl of thick porridge."

   "What if not?"

   "No, we can only see the mood of the officials. If you are in a good mood, you will be given a ladle of gruel. If you are in a bad mood, you will starve to death."

   "I see, I have a naan here, do you want to eat it?"

  Placing the yellow-white sac in front of his eyes, the skinny and famished man froze for a moment, then jumped at the naan like a beast, knelt on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth frantically.

   Just after taking a few bites, the man suddenly seemed to have overcome his hunger, stopped what he was doing, and hugged the naan tightly in his arms.

   A gentle voice came: "Why don't you eat?"

  The man looked up at the person who was talking to him just now. It was an ordinary man in green clothes and a bamboo hat.

  However, his plump appearance is unusual in today's era of hungry people everywhere.

"Leave it... for my wife and children, for his mother and son, maybe it can be used as government disaster relief. As long as this year is over, maybe next year will be better, and I can sow and farm. Farming will have food, so there is no need to starve. "

"It will be fine."

  Tsing Yi Taoist took out another piece of naan and stuffed it to the man, saying: "This is my last dry food, you can eat it."

   "Thank you benefactor, thank you benefactor!"

  The thin man knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and was quickly lifted up by the other party. The strength was very light but it made people unable to resist.

   "No need to do this, so as not to hurt your body, you can answer me a few more questions."

"Yes Yes…"

   "Has the government distributed food for disaster relief?"

   "Yes, but very little."

   "When is it usually posted?"

   "There was once at noon today."

   At noon, when the grain was released in the official warehouse, countless victims of the disaster surrounded the grain storage place, three circles inside and three circles outside with tattered bowls and chopsticks.

  Compared to the withered and yellow-faced and hungry victims, the officials in charge of disaster relief are fat and round, and it can be seen that the food on weekdays is very good.

  The official bowed his hands slightly to the sky, and said: "By the immortals, the immortal palace has issued an order to open a warehouse today to release grain to relieve the victims of disasters all over the world. According to the order of the immortal palace, one person can make a bowl of thick porridge, and the chopsticks will float and the head will fall to the ground."

   Said the official inserted the chopsticks into the thick porridge, and the chopsticks sank straight. The eyes of the hungry people around were glowing red, and they would have rushed forward if the officers and soldiers hadn't stopped them.

  Looking at the rioting victims, the official raised his eyebrows and scolded: "You want to rebel, don't you? The yamen only cooks porridge, and distributes the porridge to the shop next door."

  The victims looked at the thick porridge with longing eyes, but were forced to move to the next door shop due to the swords and guns of the officers and soldiers. A bucket of thick porridge in the store was poured into ten tanks of clean water, so diluted, let alone the chopsticks floated up, it could be lifted up by jumping off.

  So the victims naturally quit. They were already fainting from hunger, and they were just waiting for this porridge to save their lives.

  Shops also have their own explanations. They are only responsible for distributing porridge, and they are not the government. If there is anything to do, go to the government. The two sides kicked the ball back and forth, and the hungry and dizzy victims couldn't care less, so they had to accept it.

   At this moment, a Taoist in Tsing Yi walked out of the crowd. The officers and soldiers who maintained order wanted to stop him, but the next moment he was frozen in place and unable to move.

  The Taoist waved his hand, and a middle-aged man in a dragon robe suddenly appeared in the blink of an eye, as if he had come out of the ground. Everyone around him was stunned by this scene.

  The same is true for the middle-aged man in the dragon robe. He looked around in a daze, not understanding why he suddenly appeared here.

   When he came back to his senses, he immediately shouted: "Someone come to **** you!"

  If there are officials of rank 5 or above here, they will definitely recognize this middle-aged man. He is the current emperor of the Wu Dynasty.

  The emperor of the Wu Dynasty just roared, but soon found that he could not make a sound, and then he turned his head and saw the Taoist in Tsing Yi, his whole body was like thunder.

  He recognized this Taoist priest, when he was still young, he followed the offerings in the palace to attend the Guanghan Banquet.

  The Taoist in Tsing Yi slightly beckoned a chopstick to fly over, and then handed the chopsticks to the Emperor Wu Dynasty, and said in a calm and unquestionable voice: "The chopsticks are floating, and the dynasty will change."

  The emperor of the Wu Dynasty stayed in place like a thunderbolt, and then knelt on the ground with a plop, his crotch slightly wet.

   "Immortal...I..."

"put."

  Following the law, the emperor of Wu Dynasty stretched his chopsticks towards the vat of rice water uncontrollably.

   Under the watchful eyes of everyone, slowly put the chopsticks into the water tank.

   Then the chopsticks floated on the water as expected, just like his Guozuo of more than 900 years in the Wu Dynasty, which was on the verge of collapse.

   There was a plop, a head fell to the ground, and the jade beads closed in the sky were wrapped in mud. A generation of emperors could not compare to a vat of thick porridge.

   "Wu Chao Guozuo will end today."

  The Taoist in Tsing Yi waved his sleeves and left, but what he brought with him was an entire dynasty.

  (end of this chapter)

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