In the realm of virtual consciousness, is there any knowledge about becoming an immortal?
Lin Xi believes that there is.
But Lin Xi is also very clear that becoming an immortal... is the threshold for a practitioner to cross from one major stage to another, and it is also the first real great tribulation.
It's not that easy, that simple.
There is even no inevitable path to follow.
Just like what is said in the Qingxiao world, Yuanshen monks under a hundred years old are most likely to break out of the world and ascend to heaven when they first experience a thousand years of calamity. This is just a direction, not a certain path or inevitable result.
The former represents qualifications.
Of course, there are also resources and accumulation... These all originate from the virtual consciousness world.
The latter may be the process of crossing the threshold.
Put aside your doubts about becoming an immortal for the time being.
Lin Xi followed Yi Zhong's line of sight and continued to patrol.
Green smoke curled up, and the entire city was shrouded in thick smoke.
The strange thing is that, surrounded by this rich incense smoke, I don't feel stuffy. Instead, there is always a refreshing and moist feeling, as if the cool breeze blowing from the deep forest in the late autumn morning envelopes the whole city, making people feel relaxed and relaxed. Everything looks so fresh and natural.
It makes the whole body peaceful, refreshing and refreshing.
Vaguely, in the thick fog, some people saw the dazzling fairy palace, some saw the mountains and forests, some heard the fairy sounds, and some seemed to see the fairies dancing.
"What a powerful contagion. This is just the thought of an immortal. It is scattered among the mountains, rivers, heaven and earth, wrapped in the fireworks, but it almost grabs the faith of the people, controls the will of all living beings, and allows them to be deployed. "Lin Xi hid in Yi Deng's soul package, watching everything happening around him, feeling sincerely and feeling dangerous.
Mortal monks, separated from the physical body, are at a disadvantage when facing demons, but at best they are equal.
For monks who have become immortals, their thoughts have become one with everything in the world. The innate abilities of the demons are no longer any advantage to them.
Even most of the demons may not even be able to resist the powerful immortal thoughts due to their overly complicated thoughts.
After Lin Xi thought about it for himself, he came to a conclusion without hesitation.
With his current ability, even if he burns everything and tries to swallow the soul of a true immortal, it will only be a free gift.
If there is no way... trying to cross the chasm from the Demon Soul Realm to the Demon Saint Realm is tantamount to wishful thinking.
Amidst the smoke, monks were presiding over the ceremony.
Then came the performances from all the people.
Folk music, dance, acrobatics, etc. were performed one after another. Amidst the thick fog, the acrobatic performers were tumbling up and down, even as if they were jumping in the clouds, which was both dangerous and more pleasing to the eye.
People are immersed in a gradually rising atmosphere.
Buzz!
The sound of bells came from nowhere.
Then I heard someone shouting from a high place where the clouds and fog shrouded me: "Noon is here, all the people are offering incense, and the immortals are sending blessings to ensure the coming year..."
Amidst the long congratulatory message, the people all became conscious and walked towards the foot of the great fairy lantern in an orderly manner.
Then put the incense in each hand near the fairy lantern.
The magical thing is that all the incense seems to be nailed there the moment it hits the ground.
Even if someone accidentally touches or touches it, they will never trip or step on any incense stick.
The long-lasting incense is no longer slowly eaten away by the firelight.
There is no such thing as someone getting burned by incense.
It was as if the incense placed on the ground had turned into an illusion and been absorbed into another space.
The clouds and mist are lingering, and the aroma is permeating.
Yi Zhong was full of anxiety and inserted the incense in his hand five and a half meters away from the fairy lantern, exactly at the northwest corner, as agreed before. At this time... the incense in his hand was burning three inches. .
And right next to Yi Ding, there was another young man who put the incense stick in his hand with a confused look, just like Yi Ding.
After about forty minutes, all the people in the city finished offering incense.
Then the smoke filled the air and began to quickly collect into the jade bowl held in the hand of the great fairy lamp.
Then many incense sticks flew up together, and then converged towards the ignition point at the core of the fairy lantern.
At this time, suddenly another stream of smoke exploded from the jade bowl, lingering around.
"Attention! Someone is about to take action! Find out who he is." Lin Xi said quickly.
Of course Yi Dang knew that this was the only chance.
In the thick fog, there seemed to be invisible shadows, and something was taken away in the light of the great fairy lantern... This was of course just Yi Wait's imagination.
Except for him and Lin Xi, who already knew that something might happen.
In the eyes of others, in the eyes of anyone else... this is nothing.
After all, the jade bowl in the hand of the great fairy lamp is not the real magic weapon of Tai Xuanzi.
It's just a paper thing, and its ability to have magical powers depends entirely on Tai Xuanzi's single thought.
It's just that Tai Xuanzi needs to observe hundreds of cities at this time, so he may not pay too much attention to this place. Sometimes there are small changes, which is really not surprising.
The fog cleared quickly.
At that moment when the fog cleared, both Yi Zhong and Lin Xi seemed to vaguely see a palm with a crescent birthmark.
The incense of all the people lit up the fairy lanterns.
The fairy lantern began to slowly rise into the sky.
It carries the people's blessings and faith in Taixuanzi, as well as their wishes and expectations.
Immortals are not gods and do not need people's worship.
Incense is not an indispensable thing for true immortals.
Of course...you won't be afraid of poisonous snakes and think incense is poisonous.
Those gods whose personalities are easily changed by people's beliefs are all gods who rely entirely on faith to become gods.
Gods who rely on blood, or who climb up step by step, actually do not resist or fear the power of faith and the distracting thoughts of all peoples mixed with it.
The screams of ten thousand ants made no noise in the giant's ears.
"Perhaps, they want to take the incense of all people and use it to refine immortal weapons?" Lin Xi thought to himself.
In the virtual consciousness world, there is knowledge in this area.
But they are all crazy twisted versions, and what you get in the end may not be anything serious.
Of course...it makes sense to return to our roots and use incense to refine weapons.
Large fairy lanterns flew up from cities one after another.
At this moment, the sun lost its luster in the sky.
Everyone raised their heads, as if they saw a star river made of incense passing quickly above their heads.
The large fairy lanterns are like immortals running in the clouds. Although they all have similar appearances, they are so real and real under the cover of clouds and mist and the decoration of incense.
The last trace of incense disappeared at the end of sight.
Everyone was waiting, but as night gradually fell, no one received any 'good news'.
Obviously... none of the three people blessed by Tai Xuanzi had a place in the city where Yi and others were now.
The people had nothing to be disappointed about.
They continued to celebrate the festival happily.
Although Fairyland is theoretically over.
But the real celebration of the festival may only really begin from this moment.
After working hard and living hard, people always need some time and days like this to celebrate, have fun, satisfy themselves, and get along happily with their families.
Of course, for many people who live in poverty, such festivals are often filled with sadness and sorrow.
The gap that usually seemed not obvious was ruthlessly exposed at this moment.
The wife's sighs and the children's ignorant pleas for snacks, new clothes, and toys are the most indelible sadness and sorrow in the heart of the head of the family.
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