Feng Wa is not stupid either.
Not to mention using this Wuxiang Sword to chop him, he would not even want Li Changsheng to punch him with his fist, because that would hurt him, making his already bad situation worse.
Feng Wa was just curious about the power of this strange Wuxiang, and also curious whether Li Changsheng would die. Since he would be injured, he would die.
The two men stared at each other for a long time, and Li Yi put down his sword. Since the other party had no interest, he couldn't really kill him.
He would not ask this question to ordinary people because they would definitely die, but he asked it because the other party was Wuxiang Li Yi.
He turned around and ignored the other person. He took a shovel from home and started digging a hole at the place where Qiu Wuji had just disappeared, also digging a grave.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
He dug up the soil shovel after shovel with skillful movements. It seemed that this was not his first time digging a grave.
Li Yi estimated that he had dug thousands of graves in his previous life, more than many tomb robbers, and Li Changsheng was naturally not a tomb robber. It was just that many relatives and friends died around him, and the most was probably the Sword Sect.
Since this place was transformed from the Fengwa Taoist base, it is basically spiritual soil with a soft texture but very heavy.
In the cultivation world, these soils need to be nourished by spiritual veins and magic arrays, and every inch is priceless. Now this mountain is all spiritual soil, with about 100 billion cubic meters of soil, equivalent to half of Shenzhou's spiritual veins. If converted into oil, it is the sum of Blue Star's oil.
If it were released in the past, it would have triggered a world war, and it would probably trigger a war now.
As long as Feng Wa doesn’t care about someone using the spiritual soil to grow spiritual medicine.
'But none of this has anything to do with me.'
Li Yi thought of this and had no intention of interfering further.
There is no right or wrong in the struggle for interests, and there is no good or evil. Moreover, the form of war today is no longer filled with human lives. With the development of technology, it is completely possible to end the war in a very decent way.
Besides, the existence of monks has basically nothing to do with most ordinary people.
If the war leads to economic collapse and social unrest, it is not something Li Yi needs to worry about. Xiao Qi and the others will handle these things.
Power will never be vacant. If an incompetent person cannot hold it, someone else will naturally grab it.
The world doesn't need him, Li, to worry about it.
"What are you doing?"
Feng Wa asked the question again.
"Digging graves." Li Yi replied, "Humans believe in resting in peace. Dead people should be buried in graves."
"You want to dig a grave for Qiu Wuji? But he is not dead. He has already achieved enlightenment and transcended."
Feng Wa pointed at the plain Tai Shang sword that was inserted beside Li Yi.
"He didn't disappear, he just lost all his self, that's all."
"He is indeed detached, but in my opinion he is dead."
As he dug, Li Yi said without looking back, "Qiu Wuji used reincarnation to reincarnate as a human, and in his second life, a small part of him is a modern human. Reincarnation is not taking over another body, but fusion. I don't know if the original personality will be happy to achieve enlightenment, or proud to escape from a life of mediocrity, or hate and fear."
"But at least they are human beings. Since the human part has disappeared, they should leave as human beings."
Li Yi didn't care what others thought of him. The price Qiu Wuji paid for achieving enlightenment was everything he had as an individual. It was a nearly martyrdom-like achievement.
Take your body as the fruit and uphold the great way.
From now on, there will be no more Qiu Wuji, only the Tai Shang Sword.
Feng Wa asked, "So you are mourning the mortal part of Qiu Wuji?"
"You are very smart and start thinking from a human perspective."
Li Yi glanced at Feng Wa out of the corner of his eye. It only took a few sentences for the other party to go from being ignorant to having the ability to understand an "adult".
"But if Feng Wa can begin to understand humans, she must be asking me for help."
A hole of moderate depth was dug, but no one knew what to put in it. Qiu Wuji died very cleanly, with almost nothing left.
"What do you think should be put in?" Li Yi asked.
Feng Wa tilted her head, as if puzzled by this question, and then she comprehended the heaven and earth, similar to a cultivator's calculations with his fingers.
The answer was: "When a person dies, his body is buried in the ground. He left no body behind, so let the parents of this body go; they are still alive."
Li Yi shook his head and said, "We humans don't have the custom of burying our parents alive with us. I just want to build a cenotaph."
He considered putting the Supreme Sword in, but then he thought that this would undoubtedly be a great insult to Qiu Wuji.
The great road that was condensed after the ultimate sublimation eventually became one's own burial object.
"In that case, put it in."
Feng Wa waved her hand and the mud on the ground gathered together, and in an instant it turned into a lifelike clay sculpture.
"This dirt is stained with his blood."
"good."
Li Yi put the clay sculpture in, and then buried it with a shovel, and soon a small mound of earth appeared. He erected a monument and wrote Qiu Wuji on it.
After doing all this, he was about to leave when his clothes were suddenly pulled. He turned around and saw Feng Wa pulling him. It should not be considered a physical pull, but a trap of her own Dao.
There is no escape without form.
"What for?" Li Yi raised his eyebrows. He knew that the other party wanted something from him, otherwise he would not have shown up on his own initiative.
But he finds it troublesome.
Feng Wa said bluntly and concisely: "I want to go back with you, to where you are."
"Because of Dao Zun?" Li Yi touched his chin and said, "You don't need to be so afraid of him. Although he has already merged with Dao and you are in a weak period, he can't kill you."
According to Panhu's description, in order to define the Way of Heaven, the Dao Master in the previous life needed a formless being as the foundation of the Way. However, he himself must have had other intentions, so he did not come himself.
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