MTL - The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down-Chapter 231 cactus seat

  Chapter 231 Immortal Seat

   On the other side, Qingxuan has returned to Zhoudi.

  Feeling the throbbing from the heaven and the earth, he couldn't help squinting his eyes, and said: "Trapping people with the country's most important weapon, using nuclear bombs to kill people is really a good way. Unfortunately, it can only be used once, and it won't work if you use it too much."

  Nuclear bombs are still able to kill Jin Danqi in one blow, but the real difficulty is how to trap the opponent. Let the opponent be at the center of the explosion, instead of fleeing to the periphery and only receiving its shock wave.

  For ordinary people, the shock wave of a nuclear explosion is the most deadly, but for monks, what is really deadly is the high temperature of 100 million degrees Celsius. It's a pity that this can only be used once, and everyone will be prepared for the second time, and there will always be a way to avoid damage.

  Fighting skills is not a rigid answering game, the strong always have a strong way.

  However, he still wants to praise that the government is very flexible in the use of Jiuding and nuclear bombs. In this way, there is no need for a powerful monk, but enough deterrence can be exerted. In the true sense, the power of the government alone can kill the reincarnated person.

   This is very important, and it can be said to be the first step for the reincarnated to accept the co-governance of immortals and mortals.

   As the saying goes, there is no fist in the hand, and there is no power to speak.

  For the official Qingxuan, it is necessary to recognize the contribution and existence of the other party. He is definitely far superior to any ancient dynasty. Compared with those kings, he can be called a sage. As for the people under the governance, it may not be considered that they live and work in peace and contentment in the true sense, but at least everyone has something to eat.

   But until now, most people have not figured out that what Qingxuan recognized was the entire government, a huge administrative machine composed of countless people. It's not just a temple, a power group with 7 people at a desk.

   Disputes between the government and the town state level often arise here, and these avatars don't know any official rules. They only know that the world is peaceful with one hand, and fist doctrine with the other, and they have to obey if they refuse to accept it.

   It was Sword Immortal who carried this point to the end, then Flying General, and now Qingxuan. It's just that what Qingxuan did was relatively peaceful and not so aggressive, so it was a satisfactory answer for him.

  But now Zhou's government has shown Qingxuan some real skills. Whether he can do it and whether he dares to do it are two different things. The former may need the right time, place and people, while the latter depends entirely on oneself.

   "I didn't expect you to be so courageous."

  The Qingxuan Taoist pinched his fingers and saw the secret in an instant, and he was relieved after a full burn of incense.

  He looked puzzled, and said: "It's strange, why is the fate of a place on the prime minister? Can he handle it alone?"

  Luck is often unpredictable, especially a person's luck may be hot and purple one second, and bleak the next second. Only the fate of the country involving countless people can remain unchanged for a long time.

   Qingxuan once discussed with those old masters of Tianji Pavilion, what is the use of luck? It can neither determine the future nor change from time to time. Is it just an omen?

  The answers of those old gods are all lucky, and they can accomplish great things.

   "Those who are favored by luck can achieve great things." Qingxuan repeated the words of the old gods, and suddenly a little light flashed in his eyes, and strands of enlightenment rose.

   It is reasonable to say that the prime minister of the dynasty does not have the ability to carry the luck of a country. This is not an ordinary dynasty, but a Shenzhou where all kinds of monsters and ghosts gather, and thousands of spirits. I don't know how many powerful and powerful people are hidden in the dark, and how many unborn secret realms there are.

  Simple is the cat maharaja who raised tens of thousands of kittens in Tiandu, and his predecessor was a demon saint.

   Taking power at the town and state level is not all because of their own desires, but more because they think that those mortals are unstable and the people below are dissatisfied. Qingxuan may have teased a little in front of Li Yi, but he beat all the ghosts and snakes in Zhoudi outside, almost holding their heads to recognize the law, so that there is such peace now.

  The same goes for other towns and states. The sword fairy kills the most fiercely, the flying general has the most power, the monk likes to fight but not to kill, and he Qingxuan pays attention to justice.

  But today, a mortal can sit on an equal footing with them. This description is not based on his identity, but on his strength and ability.

   "I'd like to see what tricks you, a mere mortal, have come up with?"

  Taoist Qingxuan used the magical power of stepping on the moon, his figure accelerated again, and he quickly approached in the direction of Tiandu.

   Along the way, he saw many battles between the government and the reincarnated, saw the coercive bronze tripod, saw the missiles piercing the sky, and witnessed the dragon chant.

  The entire region is in turmoil, and the government almost uses thunderous means to strike at the same time a devastating blow to all the people and forces who have clearly stood up to hinder the advancement of the public version of the practice method. During this period, all kinds of new weapons were put into battle, all kinds of rich and powerful formations, and the spirit stones used by Jiuding might pile up into a mountain.

  The government's style of play is very simple, using wealth to oppress people, and it is extremely arrogant. Using tens of thousands of spiritual stones to suppress those enemies who were only at the Golden Core stage, Qingxuan did a little calculation, and regardless of the time cost, these spiritual stones were enough to cultivate more than a dozen Golden Cores.

  Of course, the situation is not one-sided. There are also many casualties on the government side, and even the entire army was wiped out. Even if some enemies use Jiuding, they still can't give them a fatal blow, and about 30% of them ran away.

  When Qingxuan passed by, he only noticed a little aura. As for where he went, it would take a lot of effort to track down.

   Something is wrong, something is wrong.

  Qingxuan felt that the government's behavior had undergone some transformation, it was too decisive, without any scruples.

  Take the nuclear bomb as an example, whether it is used to hit the enemy or not, as long as it is used on the mainland, it will inevitably encounter great public opposition. Not to mention using Jiuding to overwhelm people and directly detonate it in the city. If you are a little careless, it is not as simple as downfall.

  In the usual way, those ministers would be arguing about who should be held accountable. All of them are non-stick pans, and the good is rushing, and the bad is oiled all over.

   This is understandable, after all, the buttocks sit in such a large position, if you are not careful, the people below will be in danger. But after all, there must be a limit, all of them have become non-stick pans, and it is really procrastinating when doing things.

  So this is what Qingxuan is most dissatisfied with, as long as they desperately support the public practice method, the Shangqing Palace will also help. But those ministers look like "needing and wanting more", which is annoying to watch.

  Qingxuan wondered if they wanted the immortals to deliver the rice into their mouths, and also worried about whether they burned their mouths.

   After running for about half an hour, tall buildings rose from the ground on the long plain ahead, the lights were bright, and the roads were densely packed like the water patterns of the Luo River.

  The sky is still prosperous and prosperous, as if it has not been disturbed in any way from the beginning to the end.

   Qingxuan glanced over, and instantly locked on Prime Minister Pan Jun in the Zhongshufu building. At this moment, he is sitting in his office, surrounded by a large group of military advisers and staff officers, always paying attention to the frontline warfare.

  Of the original six ministers, only the Ministry of War remains.

   Qingxuan pinched his fingers again, closed his eyes for a hundred breaths, and then slowly opened them. Beads of sweat were already all over his forehead at this moment, and divination was very time-consuming and laborious. It was somewhat laborious and laborious to calculate the secret several times in succession given that he was still in the golden core stage.

   "No wonder, it turned out that the others were sent away. The prime minister, the prime minister, will share the benefits together, and you will be the one who is insulted. This prime minister is quite a daughter-in-law."

  The relationship between the prime minister and the minister is a superior-subordinate relationship, but the prime minister does not have the direct right to recall, and has to go through a series of cumbersome institutions and procedures. In the words of ordinary people, power must be restricted and kept in a cage, otherwise it is a tiger that eats people.

  Now there is only one prime minister left in the entire temple, and the Ministry of War is a violent machine that does not participate in decision-making. The natural will of the prime minister has become the will of the government. Even if it is only temporarily, the power it erupts is enough to overturn the day, enough to push down all obstacles.

  Don't look at the fierce fighting now, but Qingxuan never thinks that this is a war between the government and all reincarnated people. It would only take a long time for the government to change the world when it really reached that level, let alone how to fight against the monks, anyway, Qingxuan turned the temple on the spot to avoid too many deaths.

  The usurpation of the ancient dynasty did not necessarily allow the emperor to recruit the whole country's army. Besides, there are nearly hundreds of thousands of staff in the government. Are these people going to be killed? When the sword fairy killed people back then, he also knew that he was only killing the head of the bandit.

  Qingxuan’s evaluation of this incident is that it’s a big deal and a little trouble, no matter what happens, the implementation of the final public version of the practice method cannot be stopped.

  The only difference lies in who pushes, who holds power, and who benefits.

  He had an unspoken bet with the prime minister, and now it seems that Qing Xuan won.

   "But you lost the prime minister, and death is like a lamp going out." Qing Xuan smiled and shook his head. He not only calculated the cause and effect, but also calculated that the prime minister had a murder.

   The conflict of interests is not playing tricks, as long as there is a chance, they will do everything possible to attack each other. And the desperate man is the craziest, and the most irrational is the angry man.

   "The Prime Minister counts you as a loser in this game, so you can live out your old age honestly."

  He said on his own, and approached the Zhongshu Mansion below very fast. The next moment, a calm voice came to his ears, and Qingxuan's figure paused for a moment.

   "Little Seven."

  Suddenly there was a trance in front of my eyes, and the scene changed drastically. In the blink of an eye, I came to a rental house with 2 bedrooms and 1 living room. An ordinary young man was sitting on a chair, leaning slightly on the back of the chair, holding a book in his hands, while the stainless steel cup on the stool next to him was steaming.

  He raised his head and his facial features were neither sad nor happy, and said in a calm tone:

   "Did you have a good time killing?"

  Qingxuan replied: "There are sixteen people who have slandered the names of the immortals, all of whom are golden pills. I have beheaded them all, and their clothes have not been messed up during the fighting."

   There is a little pride in the words, as if a child showing off in front of his father. If it hadn't taken a lot of effort to track down the real culprit, even Qingxuan would have been able to call out Jindanzhong, destroying them in a breath!

   "Nonsense." Li Yi didn't care about the face of the powerful monk Qingxuan at all, "As a person in power, you are more than a star and a half behind that prime minister. Are you guilty of leaving your post without authorization during the reform?"

   Originally, Qingxuan watched him continue to fish for everything, but now he might win a hundred dollars in the mahjong parlor. But when Qingxuan left Zhoudi, Li Yi had to take some thought to see if the situation was out of control.

  Just like in the practice world, most of the time I leave things to Qingxuan to do. But there are always times when a monk is practicing in seclusion. At this time, he will let Buddhism take care of it or let the moon palace come. If it's really useless, Li Yi will take care of it himself.

  The so-called ruling the world doesn’t actually have much to do. They don’t manage the country.

  He sat on this three-foot wooden chair to maintain the world, but he suddenly made himself busy, and he had to beat Xiao Qi.

After being reprimanded by Yitong, Qingxuan was neither angry nor angry, but rather aggrieved and said: "Immortal Chief, I am not in power now, and the power is in the hands of the temple. I also asked the Shangqing Palace to help me from the beginning to the end. There is no ambiguity, and I have given the assailant his life."

  To put it bluntly, the matter of seizing the world's spiritual energy for the benefit of the people will inevitably be hindered. Dead people are inevitable, and this cannot be resolved by anyone who stands up and speaks out. Words cannot repay the "loss" of those with vested interests.

  He has done his best from beginning to end.

"Besides, you once said that it's hard to be a saint. Don't be a saint. I just keep it in mind. If they slander you like they slander me, I will kill them first. You have always said that the world is the world of the world. This kind of thing can It’s not something I can say that can’t be implemented. Of course, you can do it with one word, who in the world dares to disobey the immortal order.”

   Li Yi frowned, but he couldn't find anything wrong with his words.

  Being a saint or not is a personal choice, and the same is true for whether you want to be a saint. He often warns others not to be a saint.

   "I'm not a god, there are too many people who are against me. Let's not talk about this, what do you think of that prime minister?"

  Qingxuan wiped off his sweat secretly, it seemed that he had escaped some magical powers. He straightened his expression, and replied without hesitation: "Prime Minister Pan Jun was born as a worker and peasant. He was too young to study for more than 20 years, so he went to school to learn how to read. He is gentle and swallows less. He is less resourceful and less decisive. He is not like a gentleman."

  He paused for a moment, then changed his voice: "But love the people like a son, be a father like a man, and don't hesitate to risk your life for the benefit of the people."

   "But when manpower is limited, he is just a mortal after all. It is not a hero who will succeed, and heroes often fail."

   Even the Age of Immortals is not perfect, they just let some things not be exposed to the sun openly. There is still an immortal over the law of the jungle, and many things are no longer based on the cultivation base of a person as before, and then right or wrong.

   And forging karma with so many monks will inevitably attract countless people to assassinate frantically. As a mortal, he doesn't need to use too many hands and feet, maybe a random voodoo curse can kill the opponent.

"If there are ten people in his operation, three will run away, and if there are a hundred people, thirty will escape. Even if it is a bereaved dog, he can't afford it. So I think he failed, and he will stay in the future. I will go to the Qing Palace to retire."

"You, you have learned from me for so many years, and you are still a master in your bones." Li Yi's words seemed to blame but did not mean to blame at all, "Ordinary people fight with their lives, but it is so light in your eyes, but it is not your fault .”

  He took a sip of the hot tea in the stainless steel cup, looking out at the night where the neon lights flickered.

   "It's not the time to sacrifice. When the country is peaceful and the people are safe, why do you need heroes to shed blood? Why do you have to make it so tragic and tragic? I don't like it."

  When Qingxuan heard these words, he raised his head suddenly, his whole body trembled, and said, "You want to make a move, Immortal Elder?"

   "Me? I'm just a common man, how can I manage state affairs?" Li Yi smiled slightly, then got up from the chair, pushed forward and placed it in front of Qingxuan.

  The chair is quite old, the red paint is slightly reflective, and the armrests are covered with various small scratches.

  Qingxuan didn't know why, before he could ask, Li Yi said softly:

   "Give it to him, his chair is too big and he can't sit on it stably, so sit on mine. Today I will let him sit on the chair, and tomorrow he will teach people in the world how to practice."

   Qingxuan stared, and leaned back slightly, wondering if he was going to lose?

  (end of this chapter)