Bai Shi came over and stretched out his hand to grab Qiong Yu. As Li Yi took back his breath, Qiong Yu gradually regained consciousness. But he was still a little confused. He was suddenly grabbed by the trouser legs subconsciously, and then realized what he was doing and quickly let go.
The two people with two souls in one body looked at each other.
"Let me explain."
"A thieving cat."
"If you continue to slander me like this, I will be rude to you! My respect for the immortal senior is as great as the sun, and I have absolutely no improper thoughts."
"A thieving cat."
"I don't have any human organs, I don't even have a body. Lust is the body's hormones, don't you, a modern person, understand that?"
"A thieving cat."
No matter how Qiong Yu explained, her only human friend didn't believe her. Fortunately, the immortal looked at her normally and obviously didn't think that way.
It is true that only villains and women are difficult to raise.
Because of the presence of outsiders, Bai Shi picked up the breakfast on the table and returned to the room to start his day's homework and meditation. A qualified monk must meditate for at least 10 hours a day, and this cycle must be repeated until the Nascent Soul stage before he can relax.
The life of a monk is much more boring than ordinary people imagine. Students can still communicate with classmates and maintain basic social interaction. But a monk may not be able to find someone to talk to throughout the day. The moment he opens his eyes and closes his eyes, it is day and night.
Although Bai Shi had a higher starting point than others due to Qiong Yu's help, he was not a genius, nor was he a god who could grow rapidly without meditation or cultivation.
Qiong Yu created a clone to deceive the other party, and in the blink of an eye she was back on Li Yi's shoulder.
The living room was dead silent at this moment, and the expression on the face of the monk who had just arrived was the same as when he discovered that his memory was incomplete not long ago.
"Senior Immortal, could it be that the Heavenly Dao has erased our memories?"
Qiong Yu couldn't help but guess that the only thing in this world that could do this was probably Heaven.
Li Yi said: "The power of the Heavenly Dao is mysterious and unpredictable. Maybe he really has this ability, but I don't think he has this need. Xiao Qiongyu, what do you know about the Heavenly Dao?"
"A supreme will, the embodiment of the Great Dao." Qiong Yu answered without hesitation. "In the ancient times, at least the spirits of heaven and earth like me all learned the way of heaven. All magic and cognition were in accordance with heaven."
"Then our definition of Heaven's Way is different. The Heaven's Way we know is Heaven and Earth."
Whether it is Li Changsheng's own understanding of heaven and earth or the records in various cultivation classics, neither of them believes that the way of heaven is a specific existence.
"It's useless to argue about this. The laws of heaven and earth are constantly evolving. Perhaps in ancient times, the laws of heaven really had self-awareness."
Li Yi shook his head, turned to look at Du Can and said, "I need your memory, which means I need to enter your spiritual platform. I promise not to look at your other memories. But if you mind, you can take out that part of the memory yourself."
Soul searching is a rather evil method, and Li Yi would not use it unless it was necessary. He would not use it on people around him, even if he was sure that he would not hurt their souls at all. Because knowing too much would lead to the breakdown of the relationship, and it was also disrespectful to those close to him.
This is like reading minds. When there is someone around you who can know what you are thinking at any time and anywhere, most people will inevitably have an instinctive resistance and alienation.
People always need some private space of their own.
Du Can nodded without hesitation and said, "I have lived my life with a clear conscience. Immortal, please feel free to check it out as long as it can help you solve your problems."
It is extremely dangerous to show your memories to others, as it will allow others to know your weaknesses and background, and even reveal your skills. But if you show it to your own immortal, there is no problem.
He took two steps forward and stood in front of Li Yi, only to see the other party stretch out his index finger and lightly touch his forehead. In an instant, his body lost control and he felt dizzy.
When he came to his senses, he was already in his own spiritual platform, and in front of him stood a giant, a giant whose face could not be seen at a glance.
The giant just flashed by and turned into an ordinary Taoist in green in the blink of an eye.
His face is different from that of the outside world. It is the original appearance of the immortal in the previous life, the appearance of the living immortal Li Changsheng.
Du Can blinked and muttered to himself: Am I dazzled?
How could a person's spirit appear so huge? This is my own spiritual platform, everything is created by me, I shouldn't think of myself as an ant.
Qiong Yu followed in and looked around. By observing the size of the spirit platform and the aura, she could tell that this person was at the Nascent Soul stage. Out of taboo and politeness, she did not go any deeper, otherwise it would not be impossible to dig out the other party's skills.
This is why Lingtai has always been a forbidden area for cultivators.
"Please check it out, Senior Immortal."
Du Can slightly opened his arms, his mind trembled, and the starlight composed of memories floated in the void like stars. If you use an optical microscope to observe, you can see countless pictures if you magnify it thousands of times.
Li Yi stretched out his hand and grabbed, and bits of starlight sank into his hand. The surrounding environment began to undergo earth-shaking changes.
In the Moon Palace, at the Guanghan Banquet, hundreds of thousands of monks gathered together.
Qiong Yu looked at the Guanghan Banquet in great surprise. It was the first time she saw so many cultivators. Even in the ancient times it was difficult to gather so many people at once.
"Senior Immortal, these plates are piled up like a mountain. Did you have so much food to eat and drink in the Immortal Era?"
The demon saint Tiger Lord, who was as big as a hill in the distance, ate as much as he could. The hundreds of thousands of people under the Moon Palace had to eat at least two kilograms of meat each, plus a variety of drinks and dishes. This meal required at least thousands of tons of food. The cultivation world was an ancient society. Although the productivity was higher than that of the world without spiritual energy, it was not so exaggerated that thousands of tons of food were casually taken out for consumption.
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