Li Yi was as calm as usual, with no disturbance in his expression or words. But He Yunlong seemed to see him smile, and an indescribable temperament appeared on this ordinary young man in a shirt and jeans.
When he came to his senses again, Li Yi had disappeared in front of him.
"Where did you go?"
Perhaps it was covered by the crowd, or perhaps it had already gone far away. He Yunlong scratched his head and turned to walk towards the dormitory, still looking at the amulet in his palm with a puzzled look.
In the past, He Yunlong definitely didn't believe in such things, even if he went to burn incense and worship Buddha, it was just to seek peace of mind. But now the world is different, ghosts and gods have become a reality, and the Internet is full of rumors about city gods and heroes.
Now that the government has directly given them the immortal cultivation techniques, He Yunlong's view of Ping An Fu has changed greatly.
The things in the City God Temple should be of some use, right?
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Li Yi returned to his old neighborhood holding the book. The old men and women he met along the way all recognized him, and only some who were familiar with him could chat with him.
The reason why Li Yi was able to hang out with these elderly people was purely because of the breakfast money. Many people who played mahjong in the nearby communities had lost money to Li Yi and gave him a cent for breakfast.
I returned to the house and casually put the book in the corner.
"Finally, I'm done." Li Yi took out his mobile phone and was about to open Candy Crush Saga when he suddenly paused and felt a familiar breath approaching rapidly. Someone came to his door.
The doorbell rang, ding dong!
"Come in."
Li Yi did not open the door because he knew the other party could hear him talking and he also had a way to avoid going through the door.
A figure walked out from the void. He was wearing a green Taoist robe and looked to be about 20 years old. He had an extraordinary temperament and gave people the feeling that a handsome Taoist priest from a movie or TV show had walked into reality.
When Li Changsheng first entered Taoism, he was often handsome, and the temperament brought by his practice directly raised his image. However, when he practiced to a certain level, this temperament gradually restrained.
This is the way to return to simplicity and nature.
"My Lord." Qingxuan bowed with a smile on his face. For him, today was a good day worth celebrating.
"I come to congratulate you today."
Li Yi raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the joy?"
"I am so happy to achieve enlightenment!" Qing Xuan answered in a shocking voice, his chin could not help but slightly raise. "The immortal's method has spread all over the world, providing the world with a method of cultivation. This is a great merit since the creation of the world."
"In the future, when there are hundreds of millions of cultivators in Shenzhou, you will be the Taoist Patriarch."
The public version of the practice method Changchun Gong can only be practiced to the third level of Qi Refining, and those who can reach this level are generally gifted. Qingxuan and the elders of Shangqing Palace have calculated that among 100,000 people who practice this method, not necessarily one person can reach the Qi Refining stage. This difficulty is even greater than selecting a cultivator. If it is used as a disciple, it will only hinder the progress.
But the public version of the practice method is not meant for talented people. Its real meaning is that everyone can practice it.
Even though the spiritual energy that a million people can absorb is less than that of a Jindan, they have also entered the practice. With such a large population base, it is inevitable that a few evildoers will emerge.
There are tens of millions of cultivators in the world, all of whom owe karma to the immortals, and by then the trend will be established.
It is possible to take advantage of the situation to drive the power of heaven and earth, and it is also possible to use humanity to lead the way of heaven.
However, the above is only Shangqing Palace's idea, and Taoist Qingxuan is not sure whether it is feasible. But if the target is a living immortal, the impossible will become possible.
"That's very thoughtful." Li Yi nodded slightly. "It can be seen that you put a lot of effort into your Tongxuan Book. It's all thanks to you that Li Changsheng's name is talked about by everyone on the street."
"I dare not boast of my achievements. All this is due to the immortal master's efforts. Without the immortal master's skills, the Tongxuan Book would only become a mediocre work like the Da Leiyin Book."
Qingxuan spoke modestly, but his mouth was almost split open with a smile on his face as if he was seeking credit.
Bald Donkey lost too much this time. His "Great Thunder Sound Book" is just a flattery. It can even be said that he borrowed the name of the immortal to promote his own Buddhist skills. How can it compare to himself?
His Tongxuan book was written to win profits for the immortals, not to promote his own heritage.
"Then I have to thank you." Li Yi's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a rare smile, "What reward do you want?"
The damn immortal laughed, it’s just me!
Qing Xuan refused righteously, "You saved my life, led me into the Immortal Sect, and taught me the Great Way to Heaven. All my achievements in this life are thanks to you, how dare I forget to ask for a reward."
"No, no, no, you need to."
Li Yi opened his right hand slightly, and then pushed out with a palm.
Qingxuan felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave and subconsciously wanted to escape, but it was too late. The space around him was infinitely enlarged.
He looked up and saw a pair of hands that covered the sky and the sun. The hands were getting bigger and bigger, and gradually he saw fingerprints as tall as mountains and ravines as deep as abysses.
These three inches in the palm of your hand can cover a thousand miles of land.
Li Yi's voice came from above.
"Xiao Qi, do you know why you can't beat the little monk?"
Qingxuan didn't understand the current situation, but he still bowed and asked: "Please help me, Immortal."
"Because you like to imitate me so much, you entered the realm of calm water early. It's stupid to have some talent. Calm water doesn't mean a high realm. If the calm water has not experienced the stormy waves, it is just a dead pool."
Li Yi has always known that Qing Xuan likes to be a role model for himself, imitating himself in all aspects, which has led to some flaws in his practice. This kind of flaw is not considered a flaw for ordinary cultivators, but it is a huge flaw for the incarnation of the spirit.
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