Everyone in the hall was talking happily. Although there was a huge gap between their status, no one put on airs at this banquet. Even Li Yi would come down to the table to chat with others over a drink, making people feel that there was no gap between their statuses, and he was a little too approachable.
The representatives of the Shenzhou government and others were naturally flattered, and some of them were so excited that they almost fainted.
The immortal in the world had no official background and was not in the system. Objectively speaking, he was just an ordinary citizen. But after all the things that happened in the past year, he had already been recognized as the strongest person in Shenzhou, and quietly snatched the throne that originally belonged to the sword immortal.
If it were anyone else, the two would have to fight to find out. But the relationship between the World Immortal and the Sword Immortal was extraordinary, and it was clear that they didn't care who was first or second.
As the saying goes, there can't be two tigers in one mountain, unless they are one male and one female.
In addition to his strength, his connections among the living immortals are also unparalleled. All the top figures in Shenzhou are related to him, either as his disciples or confidantes, or at the very least, he has been passed down the Dharma.
The immortals in the world are not theirs, but everyone is the immortals in the world. If he wants, the whole of Shenzhou can bow to him in the hands of these big men.
This is also a view that has emerged in government offices in various places in recent times. As the power of the powerful in the era of immortals increases, these powerful people are now connected but not united, and the immortal sect and society can still maintain a balance. But once the immortals in the world speak, they will inevitably gather together, and the power they generate will cause the entire social system to distort.
By then, the modern legal society of Shenzhou will be destroyed and will be reduced to the world of the sects of the immortal era. In a society of strongmen, the law is meaningless, rituals and music are in ruins, and so on.
Lu Haochu and Zhao Si, who were in the system, often heard such remarks. As cultivators, they naturally sneered at them. Many of the remarks were just based on personal preference, and the people who said these remarks were once the so-called hardliners.
The fact that monks replaced the original ruling class was an irreversible result. The original rulers were neither sacred nor necessary. Society could function just as well without them, but it would function faster and better with monks who could work for hundreds of hours straight.
We all have two arms and two legs. Broken screws can be replaced, and old CPUs can be replaced. Don't think you are a dish.
“…I have indeed lived for ten thousand years. During those long years, I have witnessed the fall of countless strong men, and the rise of countless geniuses.”
After a few sips of wine, the old man immediately opened up his chatterbox. As people live longer, they like to chat with others, especially old men like him, who can survive without anything else.
The only thing he could brag about was that he had lived for 10,000 years, waking up for a month or two every 100 years to hear what had happened recently. This was also the only consolation for them to take this path, to watch the lives of other strong people, and finally to see that they were still alive.
"I thought I had lived long enough, but now it's a pity that I didn't get to see the prosperity of the Immortal Era."
The old man sighed slightly, and he sincerely felt regretful. If he had been as afraid of death as before, he would probably have lived for thousands of years and witnessed the most prosperous era of immortality.
Looking around, except for those few young monks, most of the people present were in the state of transformation. It was a prosperous era with so many transformations at the same time, not to mention that the spiritual energy was not as rich as before when he died.
The cultivators should have declined, but the Immortal Era seemed to be a last gasp, and countless peerless strong men suddenly emerged. An immortal who was so strong that it was beyond common sense, a sword immortal who was at the peak of attack, a Taiyin fairy who reached the peak of transformation in the Dharma Ending Era, and many talented people who had the possibility of transformation into gods.
Wang Huan asked, "How could you live for 10,000 years? Did you eat some spiritual root?"
Others were also very curious about how he could live for ten thousand years. It would take an ordinary cultivator only two thousand years to reach the stage of Divine Transformation.
"With this technique, it would be no problem for you to live 20,000 years with your talents."
The moment of immortality whetted the appetite of everyone except Li Yi. Most cultivators seek immortality, and most people are no exception. Even the sword fairy who originally didn't care about life span now wants to live longer, because Brother Li has lived for more than 5,000 years, and she also wants to live that long.
Then he changed the subject and continued, "But I believe most of you won't learn it. My technique is called Wangchuan Immortality Technique. I won't go into detail about the details, but once you have mastered it, you need to bury yourself in the Wangchuan River, and you can only be awake for three hundred hours within a hundred years."
"You cannot practice during sleep, and you are out of control."
As expected, the eager gazes disappeared in an instant. Everyone calmly took a sip of wine and then turned to talk to each other.
The old man didn’t expect these guys to be so realistic. Isn’t the gap too big?
After three rounds of drinks, a group of fairies in white clothes walked in.
Half of the people present were instantly attracted by the appearance of these fairies. They were all unique in their own way, and their postures and looks were extremely beautiful. Their jade faces looked like a piece of art that had been carefully carved.
Even the great cultivators who had lived for thousands of years were amazed. Although their appearances were different, they gave people a sense of déjà vu of the Taiyin Fairy. These fairies were naturally transformed by the Taiyin Fairy. They were some kind of very advanced illusion technique, almost reaching the level of refining ruins into reality.
After putting down the silver plate, suddenly the sound of piano started, and the fairies began to dance gracefully. Their dance moves were beautiful but not seductive, and everything became even more beautiful.
Most of the time, the Moon Palace was a serious sect, and the methods it taught were not inferior to those of the big sects. But at some special times, it became less serious and completely turned into a place for pleasure, such as a place where immortals came to live.
Fairy Taiyin is a master in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, music, singing and dancing. Few people in the world can resist being attracted by her dancing. Unfortunately, except for the first few Guanghan banquets, most of them were dances using illusions or Moon Palace disciples.
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