Two centuries have passed in the East China Sea.
Li Yingqiong looked out the window at the sea. She had also watched the rise and fall of the Pacific Ocean for two hundred years.
It has to be said that Master Changmei's vision is indeed unparalleled in the world. Several people he was optimistic about two hundred years ago were your juniors when they first came to Donghai Fashion, and now they have become the best among cultivators. For example, Xun Lanyin lived in seclusion near Hawaii with her two daughters, Qi Lingyun and Qi Xiaer. Now that the three of them have conquered Canghai, their strength has become another force that is close to Emei, and they are nicknamed the "Fairy of Three Xiaos".
Mrs. Qi and the head of Qi reconciled, but the head of Qi was not the enemy of Mrs. Qi. It was the biggest news in the East China Sea in a hundred years.
Li Yingqiong and Lu Lingmeng, who were unknown at the time, are now revered as "Lord Luotian" and "Lord Haitian"!
Because in this age of apocalypse, Li Yingqiong used his three-foot green blade and powerful swordsmanship to survive in the collapsed monastic system and reorganize a new order with his blood! She slays demons on the outside and establishes rules on the inside. The cultivators respected and feared her, so she was revered as "Luo Tian" who was known for being harsh and harsh.
Lu Lingmeng, on the other hand, uniquely combines magic with technology to create a series of amazing products. Then Lingmeng took the initiative to establish a trade route with the "Haitianji" business company, and while amassing great wealth, he also transferred daily necessities to the monks, benefiting thousands of miles, and was respected as the "Haitian Cult Master".
But so what?
Today, with their vitality declining, most people in the world of immortality have actually become ordinary people. Li Yingqiong, who has amazing combat power, can provide them with a sense of security, which is enough to be grateful; Their living standards can also provide a way for these people or their descendants to return to real life - this is the fundamental reason why the two are so highly regarded.
Besides, the world of cultivating immortals will be peaceful for hundreds of years.
Although the original term of the "Long Eyebrow Covenant" was one hundred years. But after a hundred years, the vitality of heaven and earth has declined terribly, and it is seen that it will decline further. In this case, why go back? Not to mention that the blessed land of Lingshan in China may not be much better than here, and there is also the big devil Lu Yuan, who knows how dangerous it is! What's more, even if you want to be a saint in the world and be a national master and Taoist ancestor, you still have to have that energy to squander.
Without the backing of powerful magic, how can we fight against the mighty cannons of mortals?
Nowadays, everyone is "preparing for war and famine" by working hard on their own islands, planting spiritual rice and spiritual fruits, and storing them one by one after harvest, waiting for the harshest times to come. How to fight against the catastrophe of heaven and earth is the mainstream in the world of immortality at this time. Even the news of the mainland devil has not been mentioned for a long time...
Li Yingqiong sighed, stood up and walked towards the door.
She reached for the shelf, but missed the sword hanging on it. What she took off was a short medicine hoe. Today's spiritual power of heaven and earth, except for some remaining spiritual power in mountain valleys and water streams, the spiritual power in most areas has become too thin to be used anymore - even spiritual rice will degenerate into ordinary rice. So a few days ago, Haitian Cult leader Lu Lingmeng found a new way for everyone.
She distributed a batch of ginseng seeds for free.
Ginseng is a plant that is best at collecting spiritual power. However, because the storage rate is much lower than that of Lingmi Lingguo, it has been rejected by immortal cultivators before. But now, it is legitimate to plant ginseng in the place where the spiritual power is left. Even though ginseng looks inconspicuous now, maybe a hundred years from now it will be a very precious reserve grain!
Maybe by that time, even the best flying sword cannot be exchanged for a hundred-year-old ginseng... Thinking of this, even Li Yingqiong, who has a heart as strong as iron, feels desolate and confused. At this time, she really envied Lu Lingmeng's always careless and happy look. If she knew that Lu Lingmeng had the backing of the endless source of spiritual energy on the Feixian Ship, and that there would be no catastrophe at all, she didn’t know what she would think...
Li Yingqiong of a hundred years ago would definitely be able to chop with a sword! But now Li Yingqiong would probably just laugh it off... She has become accustomed to this kind of life of poverty and happiness. I even feel that... maybe, this is how cultivating immortality should be.
Just like today when we suddenly heard about the return of Changmei - the most shocking news in the world of immortality in the past two hundred years - Li Yingqiong just heard about it in the electronic box, and then... nothing more. No matter how important it is to grow eyebrows, it is not as important as seizing the time to plant a crop of ginseng. Can Changmei still protect everyone under his wings like he did two hundred years ago? Some people may be looking forward to it, but Li Yingqiong, who is already "used to being wild", has no interest in it.
Changmei refused to rebuild Emei, but he said that he founded a new sword sect named "Shushan" thirty-three days away - this means that Changmei's monastic philosophy has undergone earth-shaking changes, so he needs to abandon Emei, Reestablish the orthodoxy.
There is a lot of news that Changmei brought back, such as the accurate "end time of the great catastrophe of heaven and earth", etc. These news are very exciting. But what Li Yingqiong is more concerned about is the news about the big devil. Unfortunately, Chang Mei only said one sentence, "I and Lu Yuan have been fighting in the outer world for more than two hundred years, and we are evenly matched! Later Lu Yuan saw that this life was boring, so he left through the sky and disappeared without a trace! Therefore, I have neither victory nor defeat... …”
For some reason, Li Yingqiong wanted to laugh when she heard this. She always felt that she could imagine the lazy look of the big devil at the end.
Li Yingqiong climbed up the mountain, dug a hole where he saw it, and scattered ginseng seeds in the mountain. Even though Lu Lingmeng had specifically stated that these were the best ginseng seeds, this was still the case. What can grow will grow naturally, and care will be useless if it cannot grow. Li Yingqiong's actions are full of the flavor of putting one's body in line with Tao.
At sunset on the sea, she returned to her hut built on the cliff.
After only being away for a long time, there seems to be a familiar smell in the house. Is it the sea breeze? Li Yingqiong closed the window.
The room is not big, but it has everything you need. Li Yingqiong does not deliberately make himself suffer. She put down the hoe, cleaned her hands, and opened the electronic box - it was actually an old-fashioned radio, as big as a suitcase. Since "Haitianji" built iron towers on several large overseas islands, even those far away from home can use this wonderful thing called an electric box.
Immortal cultivators even have their own bands and radio stations. Of course, the big boss is the richest man, Lu Lingmeng.
"His Majesty the Emperor, witnessed by the cabinet and military representatives, unsealed the iron coffin of the Holy Ancestor and read out the Holy Ancestor's edict... announced that starting from May 20th, the system would be reorganized into a 'constitutional monarchy'. From then on, the throne of the monarch will be vacated and the monarch will be in the law. Exit! Reorganize the cabinet into a parliament, divided into the House of Lords and the House of Commons..."
Li Yingqiong was stunned, letting the water droplets fall on the bluestone ground little by little on her undried hands.
What she cared about was not the change of the dynasty, but the date - May 20th... Wasn't that the day when Yangzhou was besieged? ! Li Yingqiong was in a trance, as if he had returned to the day when Yangzhou was besieged by a hundred thousand troops. He saw a seven or eight-year-old little girl dragging a five- or six-year-old young monk running through the city in chaos.
…
"Hey, little monk. I am your savior. You must tell me your name, right?"
"Name?" "Ah! Yes, name!"
"I am the only one in heaven and under heaven, and now I have finished my rebirth! Do you...do you know my name now?"
"Don't give me any color, just open a soy sauce shop for me! Let you talk nonsense to me, tell me riddles, recite poems to me, chew words for me, and don't tell me your name..."
"Xia Xia, please spare your life, my name is Lu Yuan!"
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That's right, it's the big devil Lu Yuan who stirred up the whole Emei! A hundred years ago, Li Yingqiong practiced deeply and finally awakened to the wisdom of his past life. Naturally, he also remembered the past. The little monk in Yangzhou City and the fat scholar in Mangcang Mountain are actually the big devil Lu Yuan!
Li Yingqiong, who was caught in memories, slowly curved his lips. The smell on the tip of her nose became more and more familiar, leading her to recall it slowly.
She seemed to have turned back into that helpless little girl, being squeezed among the refugees from Yangzhou and running out of the city. She desperately looked back for the little monk... This time she saw it!
She saw the little monk standing in the city with a wry smile, a pair of big hands pressing firmly on his shoulders - was it Chuanyun Sou Bai Guyi? ! Li Yingqiong accurately recognized the man's identity. Is that so? From the beginning, it was Emei that separated the two of us.
Being squeezed by the crowd, her swaying gaze inadvertently passed through the crowd and fell on the mud wall further away. On it were two large characters written in blood.
"Kill Hu!"
Li Yingqiong suddenly burst into tears.
*****
In this room, in the room of the notorious leader Luotian, there is actually another person. He sat on the chair behind Li Yingqiong, staring at the owner of the room, his eyes as gentle as seeing an old friend.
But Li Yingqiong turned a blind eye to him.
"Xiao Yungui, how about entrusting you to her? Her name is Li Yingqiong, and her nickname is to kill you three thousand times. She should be the third best in the world now...she will be the second best after I leave."
"No!" Xiao Yungui squatted on Lu Yuan's palm and shook his little head, "She looks stupid...ah, she cried! I definitely don't want to be her magic weapon!" Xiao Yungui wiped his hands. The clothes looked like Li Yingqiong wiped her tears on her body.
"This..." Lao Lu was very worried, "Ling Meng is the richest man in the world. You don't want the fine clothes and food. Mrs. Qi is full of hot ladies and hot mothers who can definitely take good care of you. You don't want it either. Why do you have to follow me? Where are you on the run? You know what I do is all desperate things... When my brother is in danger, he will definitely throw you out to save your life. If you insist on leaving with me, why do you bother? Stay in your own world Is it not good?"
"Brother!" Xiao Yungui suddenly summoned up the courage to step forward and grab Lu Yuan's thumb. "Being able to protect my brother from danger is Yun Gyu's happiest thing! No matter where my brother goes, please be sure to take Yun Gyu with you. Because there are as many people in the world who like the power of Yun Gyu's magic weapon as they want! But those who can take Yun Gyu As a friend, you are the only one in the world."
"Oh," Lao Lu scratched his cheek sheepishly, "Then, I'll take you with me. We have a bunch of naughty kids at home, and you will make new friends."
Lu Yuan took out a purple flying sword and gently placed it on the table behind Li Yingqiong. The "Purple Ying Sword" was obtained by Lu Yuan from Ren Shou, and Li Yingqiong was a perfect match for the Purple Ying Sword.
"Let's go." Lu Yuan said softly.
"Well, let's go." Xiao Yungui grabbed his finger.
In a faint flash of light, the two people left this world.
(End of this volume (to be continued ~^~)
