The weather is wonderful, welcoming the new year.
A group of colorful clouds gathered in Li Yi's palm, in which all kinds of weather evolved and countless lights gathered. A group of weather formed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the will of all living beings, if collected, would be a rare treasure.
After collecting for five or six years, you can make a magic weapon for the Nascent Soul stage. It can be used to preserve the soul or perform illusions. The latter should be more effective.
Of course, you also need to have the ability to collect it. The New Year's weather is not spiritual energy that can be collected at will. It belongs to a special period, under a certain environment that ordinary people don't know, a special kind of weather.
"Brother Li, why can you control this situation?" Dong Yunshu asked curiously.
It's not like she hasn't seen the weather during the Spring Festival before. About eight years ago, she was reincarnated during the Spring Festival. That night, Dong Yunshu noticed a strange weather spreading between heaven and earth, and observed it for a while.
She tried to collect them, but she gave up because the efficiency was too slow.
Even now, Dong Yunshu couldn't gather so much New Year's aura like Li Yi did. But this time, she saw that Li Yi didn't rely on his profound cultivation, but used some special method.
"This thing itself was created by me, but it has changed a little after reincarnation. With the huge population in this world, anything related to faith will expand dozens of times."
"It may also be that people are more mentally active now than in ancient times because they have enough food and clothing."
Li Yi judged the New Year's atmosphere in this way.
He was not unfamiliar with the New Year's weather, but the New Year's weather in this world was a little unfamiliar to him.
In the cultivation world, the New Year atmosphere is a unique product of the Guanghan Feast, which is used to set the atmosphere. At that time, it also gathered all the beautiful meanings of the New Year, but at that time it was more about his own beliefs, and the most popular one was the Medical Immortal.
Faith was useless to him. For a long time, the God of Medicine was considered a rare temple in the world. In the ancient society, getting sick was basically equivalent to walking through the gates of hell. There were not many medicines to treat them, and doctors were even fewer.
Li Hua traveled all over the world to provide free medical treatment, and he eradicated plagues several times, saving countless lives directly and indirectly. He also generously taught his medical skills to others, and countless barefoot doctors became famous doctors by reading his books.
It is not an exaggeration to call him a saint in the mortal world. Even though Li Changsheng is no longer walking in the mortal world, the number of incense burners is not only small but increasing.
By the time he was 3,700 years old, the incense had become so heavy that he had to deal with it.
Thus, there was the New Year's atmosphere, that is, the will of all living things in heaven and earth, which was integrated into the incense, and wherever it passed, there would be good weather and good harvests. The so-called New Year brings new atmosphere, and many disasters will naturally be resolved in the New Year.
To ordinary people, it was a life-saving miracle, but to Li Changsheng, it was just a firework to set the mood and deal with the incense.
It is held once every ten years and is the main purpose for some cultivators to go to the Guanghan Banquet, to witness the New Year's atmosphere that sweeps across the world.
Dong Yunshu nodded slightly, and soon put the so-called New Year atmosphere behind her. For her, except for kendo, other ways can only serve as reference.
She is very less exploratory about other things unless they are related to the sword or Li Yi.
"But it's all the same, it's a good start and a welcome to the new year."
The colorful cloud in Li Yi's hand grew bigger and bigger, and in a flash it completely enveloped the two of them. Chaotic and festive laughter rang in his ears. Although it was mixed with the will of all living beings, it did not pollute the soul like incense, but was an extremely pure spirit.
This is high-quality belief, and it was also what Buddhism once pursued.
There is no desire, just pure faith, but this is in great conflict with faith. Most faiths are asking for something from God, and if God doesn't give anything, how can people believe in him? Even those river monsters need to threaten the safety of the people.
Without desire there is no faith.
That is why the belief in meteorology and the immortal doctor is so special. The former is the joy of reunion during the Spring Festival, and the latter is pure gratitude. But if you really want to find out, both of these things are good for the people.
The good fortune of the New Year brings good weather and harvests to the world. The medical immortal has saved people from danger countless times, and the inheritance I left behind is also constantly saving people.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes
Under their feet, countless fireworks rose up, bursting into gorgeous flames.
It was as if the clouds were infected by fireworks, and the entire sky turned into a rainbow of colors. Countless people who were eating New Year's Eve dinner also noticed the abnormality in the sky.
The sky on New Year's Eve is no longer black but colorful. The colorful glow stretches for thousands of miles, and the roads are still being opened up, branching out like trees and rivers, until they fill the entire China.
Li Yi stood in the center of the brilliant light, his eyes lowered, his unparalleled cultivation skills fully revealed. He did not have the aura of dominating the world, the dignity of making all living beings bow their heads, nor the indifference of a great master to ordinary people, as if they were looking at ants.
As plain as water, like a gentle breeze, with a hint of joy in it.
He smiled, a very gentle smile.
"The Spring Festival is a time for family reunions, and I like family reunions."
Reunion used to be a luxury for him. Reunion was always an unattainable delusion, and all he got was a person leaving him.
Think of the Moon Palace Guanghan Banquet, which invited guests from all over the world, gathered the Four Transformed Gods, and even the demon saints of the demon race. But thousands of years later, people still come and go, but the former guests are all dead.
Until the rabbit that poured him wine died, the Guanghan Banquet disappeared.
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