'Longevity, do you still remember the formula that my teacher taught you yesterday? Back to listen. '
'Li Changshou! How can a qi practitioner be so greedy for life and fear of death, how can he get a chance if he doesn't try his best! '
Tsk, why did Master change his face so quickly.
It seems that these two memories have been separated by decades. When I first started, the master was so amiable; and after decades, the master...
Super fierce.
Li Changshou laughed dumbfounded, and then realized that his Taoist body seemed to be sleeping, and the fatigue from continuous practice before was still there.
Is this... a dream
It’s been a long time since I’ve had a dream. After my cultivation level has increased, the number of times I sleep has decreased a lot. Every time I sleep, it’s like this. Because of long-term high-intensity practice, I have accumulated too much fatigue, even if my mana remains full. You also need to sleep to relieve the pressure on your soul.
'Lao Tian, Lao Tian, don't pretend to be asleep! Get up for me, Lao Tian! '
I heard the guy shouting at the top of his lungs again, and the sound of the siren approaching from far away was still so clear...
Li Changshou smiled wryly, as if he had turned around in the dark, facing the flood of memories.
He reviewed the pictures one by one like a horse and a flower, as if he was watching another person's life story.
In this story, there are no monks who fly into the sky and escape from the earth, and there are no gods who are high above them. —Maybe there are gods too, but they have never been known.
The protagonist of the story is Tian Zuguang, who happened on a blue star called Earth.
Tian Zuguang, it can be seen from the name that the person who named him has high expectations for him, hoping that he can add luster to his ancestors.
He also worked hard and had a smooth sailing life before the age of twenty-eight, but when he was twenty-eight, he was suddenly diagnosed with an incurable disease...
At the last moment of his life, he leaned on the wheelchair and exhaled softly, feeling the last bit of strength being pulled away from his body, and his consciousness seemed to fall into an endless abyss.
He suddenly had deep unwillingness in his heart, just like the last flutter of the fire of life. He held on to the handle of the wheelchair and stood up with all his strength, but before he could take a step forward, he rushed directly to ground…
So there is this sentence, the cry from the most loyal buddy in the previous life:
'Lao Tian, Lao Tian, don't pretend to be asleep! Get up for me, Lao Tian! '
The memory stopped abruptly, and there was a little gap;
This hiatus lasted for about three years, and the picture behind it became clearer.
A little boy wearing crotch pants and pigtails ran on the grass, and then grew up rapidly, until he was met by an old fairy when he was seven or eight years old, and he was accepted as an apprentice...
This is probably evil fate, evil fate.
Li Changshou sighed softly, sealed these memories, and put them in the deepest part of his heart.
No matter what, these are the things I cherish the most, although the traces are slowly being worn away by the years.
Don't slack off, don't relax, the environment around you is not as stable as it seems.
With this in mind, Li Changshou turned around in the dark, feeling that his tired body had gradually disappeared, and his spiritual consciousness spread around him, and found that there was nothing unusual, and he didn't want to wake up for a while.
The inertia I haven't seen for a long time has appeared.
Although it's good to live another life, and I'm very grateful to that "great god" who opened a back door for me, I don't know if it really exists, but...
Can you give him the whole modern life
Even if he can't go back to modern times, it's okay to go back to the ancient times like the prosperous Tang Dynasty and Qiang Ming Dynasty. He can still go about his life in peace, live happily, and have three wives and four concubines by the way.
In one fell swoop, he was assigned to a world of cultivating immortals, and in the world of cultivating immortals, he was the coldest, most ruthless, and most unreasonable—
Ancient prehistoric!
Fifteen years after apprenticeship, Li Changshou finally understood the general environment he was in through the classics in Duxianmen and various stories told by his master.
That is, at the beginning of that day, he lit the green button of the 'self-closing button'.
That's right, he came to the ancient times called by later generations, the Great Desolation in myths and legends, and was born in a small era between the two catastrophes of the Great Desolation.
Looking at the front of the prehistoric historical track, the influence of the Lich War is still continuing. Although the human race is thriving, the remnants of the demon clan are still quite powerful, and there is the goddess of the human race, Nuwa, one of the six saints, to protect the demon clan. Lai is at the junction of various parts of Wubuzhou, dreaming of the dream of rejuvenation, and has been fighting with human qi refiners for years.
The six saints have already returned to their positions, and they are plotting against each other. They can cause countless lives to die for a little bit of face.
The two masters of the Western religion, Jieyin and Zhunti, actually controlled the spiritually barren Hezhou of Xiniu, preached their own teachings of the Western religion everywhere, and kept poaching the corners of the door.
The three teachings of Taoism, Ren, Chan, and Jie, have already emerged, and the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao have just become famous, and have become a hot topic of discussion among Qi refiners in recent thousands of years.
The momentum of Jiejiao Wanxian's coming to court has also been put on, strongmen from all walks of life gather under the seat of the leader of Tongtian, and quarrel with Chanjiao every day, but fortunately, there is no real friction.
This is the best era of Taoism. The three religions are flourishing, and the human race supported by the three religions is flourishing. There are Taoist mountain gates everywhere in Central China. In the three thousand worlds, there are traces of the disciples of the three religions everywhere. Yuan Shendao and human race qi refiners became the mainstream of the prehistoric.
This is also the worst era for ordinary qi refiners. The competition in the ascending channel is extremely fierce. The Heavenly Court has just been established not long ago, and it is completely based on the faces of the immortals of the three religions. If you want to grow up, it all depends on your own hard work and luck.
Luck also plays a huge role!
The only thing Li Changshou feels lucky is that although his master is not very strong, to be precise, he still has a background in human education.
——Although Li Changshou seriously doubts that the real founder of Du Xianmen may be just one or two registered disciples of Du Er.
The only thing Li Changshou could think of about West Kunlun Master Du'er was that this immortal had trained his apprentice during the Conferred God War and became General Hum among the two generals of Henha; other things were just rumors.
Eighty percent, Daoist Du'er is also a registered disciple of the Taiqing sage, the ranking of immortals is not high at all...
Talk about yourself.
With no background, no magical powers, and no luck, do you still want to make a name for yourself in this era
What a joke, it would be nice to survive.
Therefore, from that year on, the goal Li Changshou set for himself was to [survive], live as long as possible, try to avoid all kinds of disasters, and live in peace and stability, the first time he has finally gotten around. II.
Get ahead, become famous and so on, completely insulated from yourself.
No matter how hard you practice, can you beat the masters of the three religions
If you try your best to find opportunities, can you beat those so-called sons of misfortune
The next catastrophe is the battle of conferring gods. In this catastrophe, the farther away you are, the better. Instead of going to consecrate the gods and become a heavenly deity, it is better to cultivate yourself quickly, take the initiative to seek refuge when the heavens are in decline, and be a god. Celestial elders...
Prehistoric civil servants
This is possible.
Even if you can't get the longevity fruit, as long as you can live the lifespan you deserve, you will be worthy of your new life!
So, from that day on, Li Changshou's ultimate goal is—
Live to die!
For this purpose, he...
"Brother?"
"Brother!"
"Brother, why are you sleeping here? The main peak has begun to gather, and if we don't go there, it will be too late!"
A pleasant calling came from beside his ears, Li Changshou stopped his wild thoughts, and slowly opened his eyes.
What catches my eyes is a delicate girlish face, with bright eyes, willow eyebrows, Qiong nose, pretty ears, and thin pink lips. These already outstanding features are perfectly matched with her light yellow face, with delicate eyebrows. Wrinkles make people feel affectionate, and the rolling eyes are full of aura...
"Who are you, beauty?"
"Brother!"
The girl reached out and pinched Li Changshou's nose, and rubbed it lightly, "You're sleepy again!"
"Ah, Ling'e, why did she grow so big in the blink of an eye!"
Li Changshou let out a haha, floated out against the grass, and stood upright three feet away.
"I have been on the mountain for ten years!"
Lan Ling'e stomped her feet, the corners of her mouth puffed up slightly, she was indescribably cute and charming.
Not only does she have a beautiful face, her figure is now fully grown, her slender legs and waist are very well-proportioned, and the fairy dress on her body perfectly complements the charming curve in the middle of her figure, her skin is full of frost and snow, and her hair is soft intoxicating.
when-
The bell rang from the clouds, and Lan Ling'e urged: "Brother, ride the clouds quickly! If you don't go there, you will be late!"
Li Changshou frowned and said, "Don't you know how to control the sky?"
Lan Ling'e puffed her chest out and raised her head, and replied confidently, "I can't fly fast!"
"Okay," Li Changshou seemed a little reluctant, and drew a white cloud, and jumped on it first;
Lan Ling'e's eyes were a little sly, and the pink cloth boots lightly tapped on the grass, and floated to Li Changshou's side. She was just about to reach out to hold her brother's arm, but Li Changshou dodged without a trace.
Li Changshou said with a straight face: "Don't forget the three chapters of the agreement."
"Got it! Senior brother, you really are! Cheapskate!"
Lan Ling'e complained, and angrily moved half a step aside.
"That's right, keep a distance of three feet in front of people.
You are now a rising star of our Du Xian Sect, the fairy Ling'e who is loved by thousands of male disciples, and the senior brother does not want to be cursed to death by their witchcraft. "
Li Changshou stretched his waist, looked back at the direction of the thatched cottage, "Master, the old man has been retreating?"
"Well, master is meditating and retreating, and there may be a catastrophe at any time! Maybe when we go out and come back this time, master is already a fairy!"
Lan Ling'e chuckled, with a little expectation in her big eyes, and then she was taken aback by her senior brother, her face turned slightly red, she pursed her lips, and said in a low voice:
"Brother, you have never participated in the matter of organizing disciples to go out for trials in the sect. You can come this time... because... you are worried about me...?"
A big hand suddenly appeared in front of her, followed by Li Changshou's 'insensitive' face, and a series of answers that spoke briskly and clearly:
"no.
Please allow me to decline.
You are a good girl.
I have always treated you like my own sister. "
"Hmph, I didn't say anything! I'm so annoying! I'll ignore you!"
Lan Ling'e's forehead was covered with black lines, and the corners of her mouth bulged into little meatballs. She shook her head and gave her senior brother an angry back, clenched her small fists again and again.
Li Changshou smiled calmly, looked at the white clouds in the sky, and calculated the time and angle when he and his junior sister entered the meeting place.
But the calculations are useless calculations, there is a dazzling junior sister by my side, and I want to reduce the sense of existence...
It's getting harder and harder.