The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down Chapter 478

Chapter 478 A child who is separated from his father is no longer a child.

 Town and national-level offices.

The office is spacious and bright, with mahogany carved lacquer, glass lamp pendants, and extremely luxurious decoration. The vases in the corner may be some kind of antiques.

Behind the wind screen of mountains and flowing water, there is a strange combination of a star queen, a vegetable man, and a handsome Taoist priest.

Shui Meng Yuanjun was answering Taoist Qingxuan's question. Compared to the immortal's somewhat strange perfunctory response, this senior from Shangqing Palace was very reliable. After eight hours of questioning and discussion starting last night, the other party learned about various situations in the Asgard Era and the changes in the world, and was even able to deduce some situations based on his own narration.

 For example, based on the frequency of measuring tribulations, an inherent law can be summarized, and what kind of law causes this phenomenon?

 There was a major drought in the 30th year and a severe cold in the 30th year, and the century-old rule collapsed.

The alternation of two natural disasters, cold and heat, is just an appearance. The underlying logic is that the heaven and earth are out of balance, and the balance of yin and yang is broken.

“…The spiritual veins collapsed, causing the spiritual energy to rise, which also means that the theory of the Dharma Ending Age is not valid. In other words, someone has performed a heaven-and-earth connection to imprison the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.”

Qingxuan looked thoughtful, and thousands of thoughts in his mind went through millions of Taoist scriptures and various related memories.

 Discussions about the Age of Dharma Ending exist from ancient times to the Immortal Era.

 Because summarizing the history of the predecessors is the sect's record of its own power. You may not see any change for thousands of years, but if you look at it for tens of thousands of years, you can clearly see that the number of transformed gods is gradually declining.

For example, the founder of Shangqing Palace should be a Taoist, that is, a holy king.

　　Named Sanqing Zun.

“The Immortal Chief once said that the laws of heaven and earth were all transformed by those who came before us. Entering the Tao is the door to heaven and earth, attaining the Tao is achieving success in learning, and attaining the Tao is transforming the world.”

"Among them, there are enlightenment, manifesting the way, and combining the way. The former is without form, which is analogous to the Lord of the Netherworld. His way is completed, but he cannot reveal the way to heaven and earth."

“Is the method of destroying the connection between heaven and earth and imprisoning the spiritual veins the work of a certain Wu Xiang?”

Qingxuan murmured to himself, and these words naturally fell into the ears of Master Feixing and Lord Shui Mengyuan.

 The more I listen, the more I know, and the more I feel insignificant.

At one time Shui Meng Yuanjun thought that transforming into a **** was the pinnacle, but now someone suddenly told him that there were two realms beyond transforming into a god. To attain the Tao, to become enlightened, is to be the Holy King and the Wuxiang.

  It is called the Three Realms of the Great Way.

 Enter the Tao, obtain the Tao, become the Tao.

  Among them, entering the Tao means transforming into a god, which is the fox fairy that you dream of.

So what state are the immortals in?

This doubt arises spontaneously. In the two people's understanding, immortals are invincible. In the past life, almost no one could compete with immortals. Even the Yang God and Ghost Immortal would be killed with one slap from the Immortal.

 Then the broken Yin Vein was handed over to the Ship Division for obliteration, that is, it was sunk.

At that time, the ancient Youzhou was just a piece of rotten meat to the cultivation world, and it would only continue to pollute the world if left untouched, with ghosts constantly crawling out of it.

The Great Sage Mingri is the first king of ghosts, but he will definitely not be the second.

 As the saying goes, three points depend on heaven. Hard work is of course crucial, but without a suitable environment, even if you have great ability, it will be difficult to succeed.

Shui Meng Yuanjun asked: "Senior Qingxuan, there is something I don't know whether to ask or not. Is it true that immortals have no appearance?"

Hearing this, Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and replied with some uncertainty: "The Immortal didn't say it clearly, but I think it should be, and he is a strong person without appearance."

Tao Zun all avoided the immortal leader, and the great sage from the Western Regions did not dare to show his face. The devil's abyss was once split open by the immortal leader. After reincarnation, Mo Yuan has basically stopped showing up except at the beginning.

 No one would say that he is weaker than anyone else, just like the war between Rome and Qin, before the winner is determined. Each one reports good news but not bad news, and reports victory but not defeat.

 However, changes in international relations cannot deceive others, nor can one's own reactions deceive others.

If the great sage of the Western Region Divine Court really has the power to fight the Immortal Chief, then Rome will not need to withdraw its troops, let alone a ceasefire. The opponent's expansion ambition is countless times stronger than that of Great Qin. Now countless small countries have become "fertile fields" under the iron heel.

 Population and incense are their foundation, and expansion is a matter of course.

 In a time of great strife, there is no need for weak people, let alone small countries.

 “The formless is the strongest.”

Shui Meng Yuanjun murmured in a low voice, and then asked: "Senior, I wonder if the Immortal Dao inheritance is now open to the public? I want to find a suitable technique."

"Inheritance? Isn't the inheritance of your Qingqiu Fox Clan enough?" Qingxuan was slightly confused. The inheritance of the Immortal Way is indeed more sophisticated than that of other eras, but the upper limit is not actually much higher.

Moreover, it is more important to be suitable for cultivation. Mr. Shui Meng Yuan is more suitable for the inheritance of his own clan, rather than looking for another way.

 Unless she doesn't want to be a fox demon anymore.

 “Junior, I think this fox demon is so boring.” Mr. Shui Mengyuan smiled lightly, and he was extremely beautiful.

Reincarnated people generally have two choices, one is to maintain the original body, and the other is to reshape the physical body.

If they are monsters, most of them will reshape their bodies, but the reverse is true for humans. Although Lord Shui Meng Yuan was very satisfied with this female body, it was too "dirty".

 Fox demons are extremely conservative and open-minded.

 Being conservative is not for chastity, but for self-love, or to be narcissistic to the extreme. He will not let others touch his body, and it is normal to be awakened by his own handsomeness. Openness means following your instincts and enjoying ultimate joy and practice.

Shui Meng Yuanjun belongs to the former. She is very narcissistic and cannot tolerate this defiled body.

 But now she wants to be a human being. Due to her reincarnation, this body fits her perfectly and is more suitable than reshaping her physical body. In the words of senior Qingxuan, reincarnation is fusion, but it is usually led by us.

 The original body will not have self-awareness because their memory is too short.

 This is a once-in-lifetime opportunity.

The Immortal is fair and just, but the Immortal loves the human race more than me.

Qingxuan understood, smiled and said: "The Immortal Path is not as open as the Immortal Palace, but it is not too exclusive. If you want to practice human skills, I can introduce you."

“Yue Palace, Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, Qingxia Sect, Sword Sect, etc. all have exercises suitable for women to practice. Except for me, Shangqing Palace and Buddhism, all Taoist friends can actually go there.”

 If you have a way, you are not a member of your race, and your mind must be different.

This statement is too biased, but it is the truth that has been passed down for thousands of years, regardless of whether it is human or demon.

The sense of identity is very important. If you are not a human race, there will be no burden for you to betray.

Even though Mr. Yuan Shui has served in the Immortal Palace for many years, he must ask himself if a disaster strikes, will he die like Qingxuan and the others? This is a question with no answer, you can only believe until it happens.

If you want to talk about belief, Qingxuan believes more in being from the same human race, rather than from a foreign race.

Even if it is a rabbit, it is still for the sake of immortality. This is not wrong, the human race is not all for the world, so why embarrass foreign monsters.

 It's just a matter of distinguishing between closeness and distance.

 “Thank you, senior.”

Shui Meng Yuanjun smiled.

She chose to go to Yuegong. Although other sects seemed better, Yuegong was also a direct descendant.

  As for Qingqiu, she was really unfamiliar with it.

 In the final analysis, after serving in the Immortal Palace for so many years, the original clan concept has long been diluted. Just like the traditional clans in China are now divided by modernization, countless large families have been divided into small families and merged into cities, scattered in various unit communities.

 The fair, free and civilized environment of the Immortal Palace allows fox demons to gain a foothold even when fighting alone.

 Finally, Qingxuan summarized the information into a computer file and uploaded it to the company database.

 In the words of Senior Qingxuan, the logic of modern power operation is similar to that of the Immortal Palace. Except that there are no immortals, everything must be governed by rules. He is at the state level, so if he wants to use manpower and material resources on a large scale, he needs to report it. The same temple that wants to use monks on a large scale needs to contact the Shangqing Palace.

 The temple, the company, and the immortal sect were established with three powers.

“Feixing, have you ever thought about rebuilding a Sun-class flying boat?” Qingxuan suddenly asked.

Master Feixing nodded: "Of course, today's world is equally dangerous in my opinion. This place called the planet is not as stable as the cultivation world."

 “In this case, I can get you some sponsorship.”

Qingxuan took out the letter of introduction that he had prepared.

"Go to the East China Sea. The fleet there has been abandoned for many years. Although it is impossible to directly transform those aircraft carriers into airships, the navy that still has some influence will fully support you."

 Navy, that is, the navy.

Nowadays, they are almost reduced to fishing because of the breakdown of original international relations and the emergence of new forces such as monks. Large and easy-to-break targets like the navy have become a burden to the military.

There are only two reasons for something to be eliminated: it is replaced or its opponent disappears.

Zhenren Feixing accepted the letter of introduction.

Haojing is a luxury hotel located within the Fourth Ring Road.

Feixing Zhenren sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the night view of the city and the extremely luxurious decorations around him.

 This hotel costs 120,000 yuan per night, which is equivalent to a year's salary of an ordinary person.

 What you see and hear in town and state-level offices is also extremely luxurious.

 For him, even a palace made of pure gold is not valuable, but what interests him is not the so-called money. But to judge from it what is going on under this society called China?

 Luxury represents greed. The higher the value of luxury goods, whose symbolic meaning is greater than its actual meaning, the greater the concentration of wealth.

Yundong City is a place where the human race is wealthy and where countless forces clash. There used to be things that were bigger in name than in reality. It is clear that the human race is still in a state of calamity, and there may be another storm tomorrow, but some people are still squandering money to satisfy their own desires.

Master Fei Xing himself certainly does not have 120,000 people to live in a luxury hotel in the center of Shendu, but the fox behind him does.

 “Oh my, mortals really know how to enjoy it.”

Shui Diyuanjun came out of the bathroom, with some water drops hanging on his hair, rosy complexion, and a curvy figure, but his clothes were neatly dressed and there was not much exposure.

 According to the TV series, the vixen should come out of the bathroom with a thin gauze and sensual appearance.

 But in reality, etiquette is important. Being disheveled is regarded as disrespectful by others, and it is even more disrespectful to others.

Master Feixing doesn't think it's a blessing, he just thinks it's an insult.

 “Do you want to try it?”

"Such mundane desires and such extravagance and waste are all due to the people's wealth." Master Feixing looked coldly, "If all these wealth were invested in people's livelihood education, how could there be people in the world who could not learn?"

“How can there be people who are too busy making a living to study the truth through spiritual practice?”

"Forehead…"

Shui Meng Yuanjun was speechless. Anyway, she quite liked this. The strong should enjoy it, as long as it does not oppress the people.

"The Immortal once said that the development of society is uneven, and disparity is the norm. It is not easy to be equal but not equal. Even the Immortal Palace cannot achieve equality, so why do you blame those mortals?"

 “Leave enough for the common people, and leave more for us to enjoy!”

She put her right hand on Feixing Zhenren's shoulder and waved her hand to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, which showed the beautiful city night view outside.

"I was tired enough in my previous life, so why bother myself in this life? I have three billion in my card, which is enough for us to enjoy our squandering for a long time."

"us?"

Master Feixing turned his head and looked with disgust visible to the naked eye, and then scolded:

“You are just an actor, and you have so much money. How many powerful people are there?”

 “Trillions of families, from generation to generation.” Shui Yuanjun answered based on his original memory.

Five surnames, seven Wangs, and twenty-eight families.

She can only be considered an upper class person, and there is a huge gap compared to the real top aristocratic families.

"These insects have polluted the prosperous age where the immortals live. How can the world prosper if the people cannot be educated and few can learn? Not to mention leaving enough for the people, if it is really enough, wouldn't the fundraising on the Internet be a fraud?"

"What can you do? There were similar situations in the Immortal Sect before, so don't act like an angry young man."

Shui Meng Yuanjun turned around and poured a glass of red wine. He took a sip and frowned slightly. He never thought that this ordinary wine could be so unpleasant to drink.

  Not as good as the milk tea she drank on the street, the sweetness in the spiritual world was not as colorful as modern times.

“Feixing, come up with something practical. Only those who have power will listen to you. Now that the Immortal is no longer in power, you should break away from the old rules and fight for yourself.”

"still…"

Shui Diyuanjun paused, and said with a slight smile on his beautiful face: "You can only be the loyal dog of the immortal, and you can't do anything without the immortal?"

Until now, Feixing Zhenren still has not broken away from the Immortal Palace. He thinks that China is for the human race and treats everyone as one of his own.

 But the powerful people are not from the Immortal Palace. All of them are in the same family as ordinary people.

Master Feixing was not angry at the curse, and pursed his lips without retorting.

 “Go to Donghai tomorrow.”

"Have you decided?" Shui Meng Yuanjun's eyes shone and he said immediately: "I will accompany you. As the saying goes, you are a stranger in a foreign land, and fellow countrymen are brothers!"

The Sun-class flying boat, according to him, has the power to equal or even surpass the transformation of gods. In other words, Feixing Zhenren is equivalent to becoming a god, and he is very likely to have the power of a holy king at his peak.

Shui Meng Yuanjun naturally wants to hold on tightly and invest in advance. The icing on the cake and the timely help will be treated differently in the future.

 Besides, they come from the same era and have worked together. Although there was a lot of friction in the past, Lord Shui Diyuan couldn't say how much he hated him.

 They can only be considered enemies.

Master Feixing raised his eyebrows and saw what the other party was thinking, "That makes sense. I'm in trouble now. I wonder if I can use your billions to help?"

 “What are you doing here?”

Several billions are not small money. If you have connections, you can buy a lot of treasures through the company's channels.

 “To give or not to give?”

 The next day, the Queen of China used all her property to establish a student aid fund to help all families with an average monthly salary of less than 3,000 to pay for higher education. She invested 3 billion in cash and 10 billion in various assets.

 Including the sale of stocks of the company under his name, all his own copyrights, and even various clothing and luxury goods.

All walks of life in China were immediately filled with praise and confusion.

This is the first time I have seen someone actually donate all their belongings. Did this queen commit some serious crime?

 It's another night in Haojing City East Park.

Master Feixing and Lord Shui Mengyuan were sitting on the bench. At this moment, they were penniless and couldn't even afford to stay in a hotel, let alone a hotel.

 “Then what?” Lord Shui Meng Yuan stared with a dead fish eye, his whole body was hopeless.

“Ten billions of assets are a lot to spend on one person, but when applied to everyone, they are so insignificant that they can't even make a splash.”

“No.” Master Feixing shook his head. On the screen of his mobile phone was a letter of thanks and a plan from a fund specially hired by the government.

“It's true that tens of billions of dollars can't accomplish anything big, but at least we've given the children a meal and supported half a million college students. Some of them may get ahead as a result, and it may also bring about a slight change.”

“But it is always good. There is nothing wrong with making the people strong and prosperous.”

 That's right, that's all they can do.

 China's education system is relatively complete. No matter how corrupt it is, it is impossible to pour 10 billion into it to cause a storm and bring about obvious changes.

Taking the funding for college students as an example, 500,000 people each receive a grant of 10,000, which includes almost all college students from small cities. In this way, most of their money is used up.

 Let alone 10 billion, 100 billion may not be enough to burn.

 “Look, we've changed a little bit.”

 “Just one year, what about next year?”

"One year is enough. You only have three melons and two dates. Do you still want to do something great?"

Master Feixing looked confused, and Lord Shui Diyuan suddenly became furious and kicked him in anger.

“You're using all my belongings to treat people to dinner?! You still blame me for not having enough money, and now you don't even have a **** place to live!”

Feixing Zhenren nimbly dodged, then cut the screen to the chat software communicating with Li Yi, and said proudly: "No need to worry, I have already asked the immortal for help."

  【Li Yi transferred three thousand yuan. 】

　　　　　　： Save some flowers, I don't have any food left.

Shui Meng Yuanjun was speechless. She should say he was awesome, but there was something wrong with his mind.

 You can ask the immortal for money, but it will cost you three thousand yuan.

Zhenren Feixing stretched out his hand and said: "Let's go to the East China Sea. China will change because of us, or only a little."

 “I hope you won't let me fetch water from a bamboo basket in vain.”

 Half a month later, Feixing Zhenren and Shui Meng Yuanjun walked to the East China Sea. They looked at the steel monsters lying on the sea, their eyes twinkling.

 A mortal man called the Commander-in-Chief received them and came to an agreement with them.

“We sincerely welcome your arrival and will cooperate closely with you in the future. Our cooperation has no limit.”

Qingxuan has already conveyed the news here, and the army that once dominated the Far East Sea will seize this opportunity at all costs.

While they still have a little influence, they haven't completely reduced themselves to fishing boats.

 When Master Feixing shook hands with the mortal commander, he turned back to look at the calm sea and the direction of Hao Jing with a bright face, and realized this moment.

 The White Jade Palace and the immortals in it are no longer there.

 And I was like a child who had just left home, restless, restless, and ambitious.

 Hope to be a person that your father will be proud of.

 “I also sincerely hope…”

Mr. Feixing smiled for the first time since his reincarnation, with a hint of arrogance in the corners of his upturned mouth, as if he was arrogant.

"We can travel to the sky, and wherever the overlord ship goes, it will be humane."

What I see is the prosperous age of the human race in the Immortal Palace, and this world is also like this.

 (End of this chapter)

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