MTL - The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down-Chapter 175 Your tolerance for humiliation is commendable
Chapter 175 Your tolerance for humiliation is commendable
Western Regions, Loulan City
The rammed earth is continuous, and there are ruins of marble walls everywhere. Numerous exquisite carvings and characters can be seen through the fragments, from which we can glimpse the glory of the past. The statue of the Father was broken into pieces, and the huge head was half buried in the soil.
Half of the eye is buried in the green grass and soil, and the vines climb up along the collarbone, adding a hint of green to the marble sculpture.
This is the most prosperous religious ancient city in the Western Regions except for the Holy Church. It used to be the largest palace complex in the world, with 224 palaces and 35,000 rooms in total. The oldest of these can be traced back thousands of years.
Religion and belief run through human history, and almost all early written records are related to belief, and China is no exception. For example, in the Shang Dynasty, superstitious divination was used to rule the country by ghosts and gods, and all major national events were tortoise divination.
The holy religion of the Western Regions used to be like divination in the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, which could determine the succession of kings and the rise and fall of a country. Every king of the Thirty-Six Kingdoms must ask the Holy Communion if he wants to succeed.
And this is its peak and the beginning of its decline.
After the birth of modern science, all religions in the world, including the holy religion, have ushered in a great decline. Some scholars call it a deshenism movement, breaking away from the rule of gods, putting science first, and putting people first.
This is the inevitable development of the times. To some extent, science and technology use mortal bodies to perform gods.
But unlike the witches in Shenzhou, the holy religion has been preserved and has considerable influence. Because of this, it ushered in its second spring in the era of spiritual revival, and countless reincarnated people took a fancy to his belief and fought for it.
The extraordinary power from the practice world has pushed the holy religion to another peak, and now it has controlled the entire western region, and completely holds all regions in its hands through the sect. But everything has a price. The so-called holy church personnel have all been slaughtered, and this magnificent holy city has also been smashed.
In the beginning, the Western Regions were not favored by the Immortal Age, and there was no sword fairy who could suppress everything. Even if they only have the cultivation base of the foundation establishment period, these cultivation powers from all ages can play mortals around.
Ecstasy with one hand can easily control the decision-making level of the entire government, and then control the entire region. At the very beginning, people who used this method to deal with mortal government officials were said to have controlled an area of 50 million people with only Qi refining cultivation.
No matter how powerful modern weapons are, people are ultimately used. As long as you control a small number of people, you can control the army. This also prompted Shenzhou to develop thought engineering technology, and achieved good results.
Half of the magnificent main hall in the center of Loulan City was lost, and a big hole was broken in the ceiling, which has not been repaired so far. The sun shines in through the hole in the ceiling, and there is a long oval table inside.
There are all kinds of people sitting in front of the long table, some of them are wearing Taoist robes, some are full of medicinal fragrance, and some are bathed in incense.
The clothes are not like modern people at all, and there are some shadows of ancient Chinese clothes. The early people inevitably questioned them, and the fear of China and the religious hatred of heresy inevitably caused some waves.
It was the first to claim that they were wearing the oldest and most holy ancient Greek costumes of the holy religion. Now it is a symbol of status and identity, and the reincarnated people don't need to hide at this point.
As for this dress, it is indeed in the style of China, as it is said on the Internet. To be precise, in the practice world, the clothing that was popular in ancient times, although not as fairy-like as in the age of immortality, has the same overall style.
But so what?
During the past 10 years, the cultivation power has long controlled the entire Western Regions, and the entire government is their personal property. Now even if they don't rely on ecstasy, their disciples can rule the entire region. And this process was very smooth, those high-ranking government officials, oligarchs and rich people almost took refuge in them by grabbing land with their heads.
Not everyone can resist the temptation of longevity. Practice can make them live hundreds of thousands of years, and make them drink and play with women at the age of 100. Avoid the aging and pain of the mortal body, and enjoy life to the fullest.
On the stone table, which is rumored to have a history of hundreds of years, the atmosphere was unusually depressing. The big figures who controlled the various regions of the Western Regions lowered their heads slightly and hid their faces in the shadows.
"The Sea of Clouds Kunpeng enters the Western Regions..."
"According to the information we know so far, above are all the top powerhouses in the Immortal Era, living immortals, sword immortals, Qingxuan Taoists, world-saving monks, and Taiyin fairies."
"Too much deceit!" Suddenly someone scolded angrily, "It's fine to occupy the spiritual land of Shenzhou, but now you are still stepping on our faces!"
An invisible coercion spread, and the few remaining pieces of stained glass in the magnificent church hummed, as if they might break at any time. The knees of the priest outside the hall trembled, and finally he collapsed slowly on the ground.
"What are they trying to do?! Want us to bow down?"
"Taoist Qingjian, Wu Xiangu, Peach Blossom Peach Blossom is dead. The attack is from the Shenzhou Immortal Dao, and we must fight back. Those monks who only have Nascent Soul can't stop them."
"Although everyone is a golden core, supernatural powers and spells don't depend on cultivation, and the understanding of Tao is also very different."
The crowd was excited, and everyone present was also the overlord of the coercive party in the last life. It is impossible to say that they have no heart. People who can become Nascent Souls are rare in thousands, how can they bear this grievance?
"Dear fellows, who will take the lead?"
I don't know who said this, and everyone fell silent.
The answer is naturally no. Many people present can break their wrists with Qingxuan Dushi and others. Not to mention that there is full confidence to beat the opponent, but at least it can compete with one or two.
But they have living immortals and sword immortals.
Needless to say, Sword Immortal has been the undisputed number one in the world for the past 10 years. In terms of fighting skills, no one can match, until now no one can beat Jianxian. Some people fought against the sword fairy in the early years, leaving an indelible shadow on them.
Although the living immortals and the others have not fought against each other, they can also realize the strength of the other party from what they have seen and heard over the past year. At least a strong man on par with Sword Immortal, maybe even better than Sword Immortal.
In the end, everyone concentrated on a man. He was two meters tall, as strong as a bull, and his body was armored with tens of thousands of bronze scales. The dragon head on the chest, the tiger shape on the shoulders, the artistic conception of dragon and tiger, has the meaning of being unrivaled.
The lord of the domineering box, the strong man of physical cultivation, and the transformation of the gods through Taoism. In ancient times, it also dominated for a short period of time, perhaps because of the limitations of physical training and some kind of hidden injury, the time of existence was too short.
It took at least five hundred years for the normalized **** to reach the peak and dominate the world, but he died of old age in just over a hundred years. But no matter what, Venerable Tyrant Boxer is one of the most powerful men in the Western Regions. If he had been reincarnated earlier, he might be able to get a share in China.
Now after several years of hard work, he has reached the peak of Jindan, and he can be regarded as the top ten powerhouses in the world today.
Facing the gazes of the crowd, Venerable Tyrannical Box slightly opened his tiger eyes, a fierce aura swept over him, and a dragon and a tiger appeared behind him.
His voice was low, like a drum of war, and the moment he opened his mouth, it shook people's minds.
"A certain person lives just to win a sigh of relief. He may lose to the living immortals and sword immortals, but it is not his preference to let others face him. If he comes to a certain territory, he will make a move, and it has nothing to do with his life."
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. They didn't expect Venerable Tyrant Box to block the opponent, but at least they made a move. Instead of watching the other party step on your face indifferently, and even want to send the other party away.
The Venerable Ba Box seems to be reckless, but in fact he has a very delicate mind, and he can naturally see what the people present are thinking.
Want face, but cherish life.
"But I must know what's going on. Why did the living immortals come to the Western Regions? According to those people in the immortal era, the other party is not a person who likes prestige."
This question made most people look unnatural.
"Give a certain answer."
The Venerable Tyrant Box glanced at everyone present, no one dared to look at him, it was a guilty conscience, and even more so, he was not confident in his own strength.
I lost my temper.
This is a problem faced by many reincarnations, perhaps they were the top powerhouses in that era. Even if they can't overwhelm an era, they are still the most powerful group of people among their peers.
But after reincarnation, this pride in the bones was smashed, smashed to pieces by someone better than them. What's more deadly is that they are no longer special, and there are too many strong people at the same level as them.
There are already more than three figures on the surface, but secretly, I don’t know how many reincarnations there are. What reason do they have to be proud?
Mediocrity is what they are talking about.
But not everyone is like this, and some people are excited to face so many strong players.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...
It's just a few blinks to a mortal, but to a great practitioner, he can already think about many things clearly, and he can also do many things.
Someone has an answer.
"Some time ago, an ancestor asked me to find someone to pass a message to the living immortal. He said that if it goes well, he can get a piece of the pie from Shenzhou."
Daoist Huang Ji, the current head teacher of the Donghuang Sect, is wearing a dark yellow robe, with thin facial features, a slightly high forehead, short eyebrows, and a pointed chin, which can be described as a treacherous appearance.
Dao Xing Yuan Ying peak, cultivation base Jindan late stage.
At this moment, his complexion was slightly pale, and his mind was in a state of confusion. Only then could he feel a great fear, as if he was being targeted by some kind of terrifying existence.
"Old Ancestor?" The Baxia Venerable was a little curious, "What is the cultivation level? Your Donghuang Sect doesn't seem to have produced any peerless powerhouses."
Because of reincarnation, the traditional distinction between senior and young is no longer valid, and it is basically based on cultivation. Taoist Huang Ji, who was able to make Dao Xing Yuan Ying peak, called Patriarch, that Dao Xing was very likely to have a transformation spirit.
Taoist Huang Ji replied: "My lineage has been interrupted once, and the poor Taoist doesn't know the identity of that ancestor. But he can suppress me to the point of immobility with his foundation building cultivation."
Building foundation and pressing golden pill? Sure enough, he is capable of transforming gods, maybe he has the peak of transforming gods.
Venerable Baxia didn't show too much surprise, because the most indispensable thing in today's world is the strong. There are many people stronger than him, and there is no shortage of Donghuang Patriarch.
He continued to ask: "So what is the content of the message?"
"This..." Taoist Huang Ji hesitated for a moment, and then repeated the content, "...don't make mistakes, otherwise people will not be able to swallow elephants like snakes."
"It's not just me, but a few other people also sent a message. The ancestors who reincarnated recently wanted to discuss with the living immortals, hoping to obtain part of the spiritual veins of Shenzhou. Unexpectedly, the other party's reaction was so intense , the ancestors should not be much weaker than the other party, aren't they afraid of forming a big karma?"
It’s also a matter of cause and effect. These old guys rely on the old to sell the old, and they haven’t seen the current world clearly. Maybe their morals are not worse than living immortals, but now that their strength has not recovered, why threaten others?
Really think that a few breaths can scare the opponent away?
Venerable Baxia sighed silently, and then continued to ask: "Now that people have come to your door, what do those old seniors say?"
“…can’t be reached.”
"I heard that today is someone's birthday, do you think this kind of thing should be said?"
Venerable Tyrant Box looked at him quietly. Although he was not afraid of fighting, it didn't mean he was acting like a fool, and he didn't want to wipe his ass.
Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew from the big hole in the ceiling, and everyone looked up to see that the entire sky was covered by a huge monster.
Taoist Huang Ji was shocked and said: "Why is it so fast, is there no one stopping them? There are hundreds of golden cores in such a big Western Region."
Yunhai Kunpeng had just entered the Western Regions, and there were indeed many people blocking it. This is their family business, and it is impossible to allow such a behemoth to come and go at will. But this time, the strong men of the Immortal Era are coming aggressively. Whoever dares to stop him, even if he just stands up, may lead to death.
The living immortal is not angry, but it does not mean that other people are not angry. The strong in the Immortal Age spend their whole lives chasing the living immortals, and there are not a few people like Zhuquetian who look up to the living immortals from birth to death.
Immortals are humiliated, even if they are only offended, they cannot be tolerated.
When there are many dead people, naturally no one will jump out. After all, monks use their fists to speak, and now the fists are the biggest in the Immortal Age. They will walk around the faces of everyone they want to step on. Who has complaints, and who dares to complain?
At this moment, everyone stood up and looked at Taoist Huang Ji in unison.
"What do you want to do?"
After a few breaths, Venerable Baxia carried the beaten half-dead Taoist Huangji and flew to the ancient city in the sky.
In the middle of the journey, he didn't encounter any hindrance. He originally thought that the other party knew his purpose. After all, I let out my breath generously, and didn't prepare any body protection or offensive methods. But when he walked into the extremely gorgeous palace, Venerable Tyrant Box understood that the other party didn't care what kind of posture he used to come here.
There were 5 people who sat in the palace so that they could not feel their breath. Except for the few little monks in the foundation period, the rest of them gave him a sense of threat.
As for the ordinary young man sitting on the main seat, Venerable Ba Xia couldn't feel any aura, as if this person didn't exist at all.
"Who are you?"
The flat voice fell like a mountain of gods pressing on him.
Venerable Ba Xia lowered his head slightly, put Taoist Huang Ji in his hand on the ground, and said: "Young Ba Xia, this person should be the person senior is looking for. Please don't implicate innocent people, I didn't know the cause and effect until just now. "
Li Yi glanced at Taoist Huang Ji, and the source of cause and effect he felt was cut off. In other words, the cause and effect are only on this person, and the person he is really looking for has not yet appeared.
"Hang him under the fish."
Venerable Tyrant Boxer left Yunjian City, watched the departure of this behemoth, and breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart. Immediately after looking at the direction the other party was leaving, his expression changed slightly.
"That place is where the Father is, Holy City!"
The Western Regions can be roughly divided into three areas. One is Loulan, where many sects occupy a mixture of fish and dragons. One is the Roman Empire, the original overlord of the Western Regions, and now it is also controlled by several mysterious reincarnations, and its strength is extremely powerful. The other one is the holy religion. In a sense, the heavenly father is recognized as the strongest in this world.
His strength may have reached the peak of Nascent Soul, or even the transformation of God.
But he is not as good as Jianxian, because he has been deeply poisoned by incense, and it is not certain whether he still has self-awareness. But after all, he still has the most beliefs in this matter, and no one dares to underestimate the power of talent.
When the two meet, a fight may be indispensable.
The Venerable Tyrant Box followed after hesitating for a moment, the battle between the two peerless powerhouses was indeed an opportunity. At the same time, countless strong men from the Western Regions also followed closely behind, and people who had never shown their faces also began to show their heads.
In the Guanghan Palace, Taiyin Fairy leaned slightly to pour wine for her, and said softly, "Immortal Head, the Holy City is ahead. The so-called Heavenly Father is not simple, even the Holy Mother of the White Lotus is a little bit afraid."
Li Yi said lightly: "Just passing by."
After three incense burns, Zhao Si looked outside and saw a magnificent ancient city made of marble. The deep bell came from below, and it seemed that there was some kind of power in it, which made people feel awe.
In the holy city, there are countless palaces, thousands of statues, and holy light shining.
Yun Whale swam slowly past the ancient city in the air, ignoring the extremely rich incense below, Dayao swaggered past.
Extremely arrogant, no face to anyone at all.
A red light rose from the holy city, and a blood-red double-edged spear like a thorn rose into the air, carrying a strong incense to kill.
Qingxuan and the others in Guanghan Palace tensed up, they felt the threat from the spear.
Li Yi, who was on the main seat, put down his wine glass, and the glazed glass fell on the jade table with a crisp sound, followed by the earth-shattering thunder that poured into everyone's ears.
The sky and the earth turned white, and a purple thunder fell, shooting down the spear in an instant.
The Blood Abyss Gun slammed heavily into the marble church, everything around it suddenly cracked, and cracks spread to the surroundings. Palaces collapsed one after another, and countless people fled in all directions.
When the dust disappeared, a broken half-immortal spear caught everyone's eyes.
A plain voice came from the sky.
"This matter has nothing to do with you."
The cloud whale ignored the holy city below and continued to wander forward, venting its breath all the time.
The strong men in the Western Regions had lost their anger at this moment, they just looked at the giant in the sky, quietly watched the opponent step over their heads, and finally returned to Shenzhou with the setting sun.
Seeing that no one has jumped out until now, Li Yi commented in front of the strong in the Western Regions:
"Your tolerance for humiliation is commendable."
Venerable Tyrant Box only felt his head buzzing, and the phrase "this matter has nothing to do with you" echoed in his mind.
To them, it's a matter of face, but in the eyes of the other party, it's just whether it has anything to do with them.
(end of this chapter)
