There's something wrong with my master.

Li Yue felt the malice coming from the sky. She took a step forward and a piece of ice rose under her feet.

The ice surface stretched toward the sky, and she walked along the ice surface toward the sky.

Then, the clouds were frozen, and along with them the thunder dancing in the clouds.

"Looks like I won't be struck by lightning."

"Remember my husband said that heavenly tribulation can be eaten."

"It's crunchy and numbing, like popping candy, or so I would describe it."

Gudong.

After Lin Xi finished speaking, he swallowed and shifted his gaze.

I really want to try it, but unfortunately I can't.

"But this improvement is too fast. He has only reached the Spiritual Transformation Stage, but he has already imprinted the Dao rhyme he has comprehended on the Great Dao."

Isn't that what the Void Refining Realm should do?

The Xueyun Sword appeared out of nowhere. He seemed to see Lin Xi's confusion and shook the sword.

"Qian Kun Realm is just recovering her realm. Her Dao rhyme was already imprinted on the Great Dao 100,000 years ago."

"On the path of the Tao, she just walked along the old path again until she regained her former state."

“When that happens, we will need to continue to open up the way forward little by little.”

"So do you."

"Oh, I see." Lin Xi nodded and continued carving the wood sculpture.

She had been carving wood in the courtyard for several months.

If it weren't for the fact that her realm had been steadily improving, Xue Yunjian would have wanted to go and tell Yun Changsheng that this woman was not doing her job properly.

"What is Yue'er's Tao?"

"Freeze." Xue Yunjian answered, and after thinking for a moment, he added: "Freeze time, freeze space, freeze everything you can see."

"That immortal was frozen by her back then."

Lin Xi nodded.

No wonder he likes quietness so much and likes to meditate in the snow.

It turned out to be the case.

"Can you freeze Tai Shang Wang Qing?"

"...?"

The Xueyun Sword said nothing. It just shook its sword body and disappeared.

Lin Xi muttered something.

"Isn't it true that anything can be frozen?"

Chapter 280: Survive and Create a Future

No matter how powerful the Tao is, as long as it cannot break the Supreme Forgetfulness of Love, it is useless to Lin Xi.

She withdrew her gaze from the sky and continued to play carving on the swing.

The spiritual energy flows, and the realm slowly climbs upwards.

Time flies by like a white horse.

Thirty years passed in the blink of an eye.

Four Seasons Mountain was still floating on the sea, and occasionally there were sounds of people breaking through their cultivation realms from the mountain.

In the twenty-ninth year, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and then everything froze.

From then on, this majestic mountain became completely quiet.

After the animals in the mountains passed on their bloodlines, they died of old age.

Before dying, many animals showed their reluctance. They looked longingly at the peach trees at the foot of the mountain and the monkeys under the peach trees, and slowly closed their eyes.

In this world where spiritual energy is becoming increasingly rich, the intelligence of many animals has improved a lot.

But when it comes to spiritual practice, if you don’t have the qualifications, then you don’t have the qualifications.

The rich spiritual energy may lower the lower limit of cultivation, but cultivation is still out of reach for ordinary people and animals.

Monks and monsters still only exist in legends.

It’s just that there are a lot of recent legends compared to previous years.

In the thirtieth year, Lin Xi walked to the mountainside and buried a giant spider in the soil.

"I failed to break through to the foundation building stage after all."

She said this, turned around, held the plane in both hands, and slowly flew to the top of the mountain.

Practicing Buddhism is difficult, as difficult as ascending to heaven.

That spider gave up its life that year and left the fortune brought by the spiritual tide to the little spider.

At that time, she must have had high hopes for Spider-Man.

But now, this little fortune has finally vanished into thin air, without causing any ripples in this world, nor in Four Seasons Mountain.

The wind blows, and another few springs, summers, autumns and winters come.

……

……

The world is shrinking.

The sea is still huge.

Still, no one would do such a boring thing as flying from one end of the ocean to the other.

Because it takes a long time.

Except for one really boring fisherman.

The fisherman was wearing a straw hat and a raincoat and sitting in a small boat.

The waves were surging ahead, and the boat was moving forward in the wind and waves, swaying but never capsizing.

"Only a fool would go up there."

The fisherman pulled the net back and heard the noise beside his ear, and said without thinking.

Recently he had a feeling that someone in heaven wanted to invite him to heaven to cooperate in doing something.

So he gave the answer, only a fool would go up.

It is a well-known fact that the Way of Heaven is very powerful.

But Tiandao has never taken action himself.

Even if he was that killer, he only controlled the heaven and earth, causing the magma in the earth veins to gush out, breaking a corner of the world.

Finally, dozens of small tribulations were secretly added to the killer's ascension tribulation to help add to the fun.

Unfortunately, the killer finally flew away, but He just watched and did not stop him personally.

Regarding this matter, some people first speculated that the Heavenly Dao could only be in the ninth heaven and could not come to the human world.

But later, someone saw the incarnation of heaven walking on earth.

Then some people speculated that this was a restriction of the Way of Heaven by the Great Way.

But the fisherman doesn't want to delve into these things.

He only knew that as long as he was in the human world, no matter whether it was a natural disaster, a love disaster, or a heavenly calamity, nothing could kill him.

Heaven can do nothing to him.

But if he really went to heaven, it would be hard to say.

"The group before was nothing to be afraid of."

He looked at the figures who were pursuing the Four Seasons Mountain and said this.

For a monk who is undergoing tribulation like this, he can easily deal with it in no time.

After saying this, he looked down at the bottom of the sea again.

This dragon is a little difficult to deal with, but it can be solved with a little effort.

"Are you being too cautious?"

In the last disaster in the fairy world, his future was cut off and he had no hope of promotion in this life.

If he had not come to the lower world, he would have been turned into ashes in the next disaster in the fairy world.

In the past, people practiced asceticism in order to one day reach the pinnacle of spiritual practice.

Now that there is no hope of promotion, there is naturally no need to practice.

I came to this lower world just to enjoy myself, to be a superior person, and to indulge the desires that have been suppressed for hundreds of thousands of years.

By the way, experience the endless lifespan of immortals.

It would have been better to just reveal your identity.

But because of that reckless man one hundred thousand years ago, this world does not have a very good impression of immortals.

Moreover, the cultivators who are undergoing tribulation are at the top of this world. Most of them are proud and have not yet experienced the dangers of the fairy world.

No monk who is undergoing tribulation would like to have someone standing over his head, and that person is planning to bully and enslave them.

If a group of people really attacked him, the fisherman would not be afraid.

But he was afraid that some strong men like Tianyun would disguise themselves as weaklings, hide in the crowd, and suddenly pull out a knife and stab him.

"It's really frustrating to be an immortal."

The fisherman got rid of the fishy smell on his body, turned the boat around, and looked towards the land again.

Over the past few decades, the land area has shrunk visibly to the naked eye.

The fisherman thought that the group of monks who borrowed the dynasty's luck would fight each other, and the fight would last for decades or even hundreds of years at best.

By then, people will be living in misery and resentment will be boiling. The evil thoughts will overwhelm the good thoughts, and those old villains hiding in the deep mountains and forests will naturally come out.

But after so many years, those dynasties mostly did not fight each other except for occasional frictions on the borders.

Even if a war breaks out, the ancient covenant will be observed, and no matter what the outcome is decades later, the war will be stopped.

"It seems that everyone is afraid of you." The fisherman looked up at the sky, then lowered his head and covered his body with his hat.

"It seems that it is right not to go up."

After thinking for a while, he steered the boat towards the shore.

Since the monks on land are restraining themselves and are unwilling to create public resentment, he will create it himself.

He must lure out all the monks who are undergoing the tribulation, otherwise he will not feel at ease.

If there was a powerful person like Tianyun, he would have to wait tens of thousands of years for that powerful person to ascend to heaven.

Then he would block the path of spiritual practice, so that no one like Tianyun would ever be born in this world again.

In short, it was just some mortals who were killed or injured.

After a few hundred years, mortals will emerge like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, and the world will still be prosperous.

The fisherman moved his fingers slightly, and a faint black light emerged from the fish basket that was filled with countless fish.

More than a month later.

A seaside town in a remote place.

"fish!"

“There are so many fish!”

"There are lots of fish on the shore...on the shore!"