Chapter 430 Cold Disaster

 The 117th year of Asgard.

The Immortal Palace made of white jade covered with ice and snow. This building that can be called an immortal civilization has not been eclipsed by this. Instead, it has added a bit of crystal clearness, making it even more solemn in the cold wind.

 In the courtyard, the garden is still like spring.

In order to keep the temperature in the fairy palace pleasant, the Taiyin Fairy specially found a fire spirit tree and planted it in the center of the garden to provide a steady stream of heat to the place.

This place is deserted. The little girl who used to study formations here often, and the immortals and fairies who come here to play piano, calligraphy and painting in their spare time have not been seen for half a year.

There was only an old Taoist priest sitting in the pavilion, enjoying his old age.

 Can be found out by asking the survey team.

Li Changsheng, Taiyin Xingjun, Zhu Xue, and a group of immortals went to set up the earth fire formation. Qingxuan stayed here to guard the palace to prevent enemies from raiding the immortal palace.

 

In fact, Li Changsheng did not want Qingxuan to take action, because Taoist Qingxuan was already in the Five Decline of Heaven and Man, and every time he took action, he would shorten his lifespan and reduce the chance of breakthrough.

As long as Qingxuan breaks through to the peak of divine transformation, his life will be extended for another 300 years, which is 2800 years old. However, most of the gods are still in the early to middle stage, and only a few can even reach the middle stage.

 Li Changsheng, Qing Xuan and others discussed this issue in their spare time.

 The lifespan of a monk is actually not fixed, and there is no conclusion about the maximum number of years that all gods can live. However, since most people were injured in their early years and have hidden diseases, and their realm is in the early to middle stages, the age of 2,500 has become a certainty.

 When most of the transformed gods die of old age at a certain stage, then there will be a so-called death limit.

Qingxuan took a sip of tea and looked at the snowy scene leisurely.

 This is really embarrassing for the members of the investigation team, because they cannot leave the 10-mile radius of Qingxuan. As for the Immortal Palace and the surrounding area, they have already investigated countless times, and it would be useless to do it again.

 But it’s no good if you don’t read it, lest you miss any important information.

 Memory is not valid all the time. Faced with this situation, the investigation team generally has two options: one is to speed up, and the other is to ask the tool spirit questions.

Zhao Si, as a representative, looked up to the sky and asked:

“Excuse me, what exactly is the Earth Fire Formation?”

 The next moment, the old voice fell.

“A large formation capable of affecting heaven and earth was also called Shi in ancient times. Formations were gradually formed in ancient times, until the term Shi disappeared in the Immortal Era, but Shi did not disappear.”

 “The earth fire formation is more like potential.”

 “What is the difference between formation and potential?”

“The difference between spells and supernatural powers, the latter is enough to change the world. What the immortals have to do is to change the world. Ten years of wind and snow are too long. The immortal palace plans to use this formation to exchange for half a year of spring to harvest food.”

 “Succeeded?”

"I have no idea."

have no idea?

There were doubtful looks on everyone's faces, and they were a little surprised by this answer.

 The memory of Qingxuan Taoist has always been that he knows almost everything and reaches everything. As one of the first beings to reach the top, he is the close person of the immortal.

 Except for what happened in the boudoir between Li Changsheng and Taiyin Fairy, there was nothing he didn't know about.

 Why doesn’t he know whether the paroxysm is successful or not?

Zhao Si asked: "Why don't you know?"

“Because Qingxuan is dead, he doesn’t know what the world will be like after Fengxue. The only thing that is certain is that the human race will eventually continue.”

 The investigation team finished asking the questions, and then the time started to accelerate.

 Memories flow quickly, and a day and a night pass in a blink of an eye.

This is the second year that the world has been frozen, and the human race is still free from disasters and diseases. With sufficient food and absolute trust in the immortals, the human race is unprecedentedly united.

Both mortals and monks are working hard to build the Earth Fire Formation.

Compared to the great flood a hundred years ago, the human race is like a completely different world.

The investigation team concluded that during the great flood, the Immortal Palace was only the highest governing body in name only and did not participate in direct rule. The actual ruler is the ancient dynasty, so the popular support, public opinion, and even the underlying logic of the entire society belong to the agricultural society.

It is difficult to withstand the disaster that destroys the world.

Had it not been for the Immortal to reverse the situation with his own strength, Dongtianism would have been the inevitable result.

At the end of the year, when Zhao Si and others saw Li Changsheng returning to the Immortal Palace, their eyebrows looked a little tired. As soon as I got home, I fell asleep, and my tiredness was evident.

This is the first time Zhao Si has seen Li Yi like this. He has always been calm and indifferent. No matter what happens, first comfort the people around you and then solve the problem.

It was also at this moment that I realized that Li Yi after reincarnation was much stronger than Li Changsheng.

 At least he has never shown fatigue in front of those close to him.

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 The 119th year of Asgard.

Two years have passed, and the pillars of the sky have been erected on the land of Tianzhou. Below them are the town altars covering an area of ​​more than tens of thousands of square meters.

Each pillar was built by the Immortal Palace at a huge cost. There are at least a thousand such pillars in the entire Tianzhou, and each one is at least a golden elixir level magic weapon, and some of them are even at the Nascent Soul level.

This has exhausted all the resources of the Immortal Palace, and the entire spiritual treasury has been emptied.

 The entire formation is only 2/3 complete.

 Asgard is out of money.

Li Changsheng summoned many immortal sects and informed everyone about the matter, and then said straight to the point:

“It has been three years since the heavy snow has sealed the sky, and the food of the human race is only enough to support another two years. Four years is already the limit. The formation is imminent, and the Immortal Palace needs you to borrow some spiritual objects.”

 The Immortal Palace controls most of the wealth of the entire human race, but the Immortal Sect with a long history is not bad either. In terms of top-level magic weapons and spiritual objects, these fairy gates combined are definitely far better than the fairy palace.

As soon as these words came out, Qingxuan was the first to stand up and expressed his willingness to donate all the treasures in Shangqing Palace.

Then we went to Buddhism’s Great Leiyin Sect. As the sect left by the master who saved the world, the contemporary Buddha Head also expressed his unconditional donation of all spiritual objects.

Needless to say, the Moon Palace itself is the immortal’s money bag, which has long been emptied. Now the clothes worn by the fairies in the Moon Palace have turned into mundane things, and the magic weapons have been thrown in and melted.

 Now some Moon Palace fairies with low cultivation level are already gathering around the fire pit to keep warm.

 One word is poor, so poor.

They and the immortals can be said to be both prosperous and destructive. They eat under Li Changsheng's hands and have power that other sects cannot match. They also have the same responsibility when something goes wrong.

The three major sects of the Immortal Era have all expressed their stance, while the remaining immortal sects have continued to face each other.

 The next second, a person who was beyond everyone's expectations stood up.

“Feixianmen is willing to donate all its property except inheritance.”

Zhenren Feixing bowed his head with his hands in hand, his face full of determination, without any hesitation.

 Just like when he dared to stand up and fight against the immortals.

 Everyone's expressions changed slightly. In their understanding, Master Feixing was Dongtian's main supporter.

 In the early years, I was even criticized for building a cave privately. If I hadn’t embezzled public funds and was just taking advantage of my position, I might have been stopped long ago.

Li Changsheng asked in a calm voice: "Except for inheritance, you have to figure out all the property. If necessary, I will even take off your clothes."

"Junior dare not fool the immortal." Master Feixing gave the confirmation, and then changed his voice and said: "It's just that this junior has a request."

 Does he want to ask the immortal to give him the opportunity to become a god?

 Everyone’s expressions were changing, and thoughts were flashing through their minds quickly. They are not fools. As long as they consider their interests, they can think of all possibilities in an instant.    In terms of their current status and cultivation. The greatest pursuit is nothing more than to become a god.

 When the three gods lived together in the same life, people thought that a prosperous age was coming, but they never imagined that it was an age of apocalypse. The master of Tianji Pavilion once risked his life to do divination, but now the difficulty of becoming a **** is more than twice that of ten thousand years ago.

It has been almost a thousand years since any gods were born, and the three most recent ones are all disciples of living immortals.

 Now is an opportunity!

 “Say it.” Li Changsheng put his right hand on his chin, his eyes neither happy nor angry.

"There is nothing in the world that a poor man cannot do, only you can't do it."

As soon as these words came out, there was even more commotion, and everyone couldn't hold it in anymore.

The subtext is that I can transform you into a god, but the question is whether you can accept it?

Master Fei Xing ignored the gazes of others and bowed his hands once more and said, "I have only one request. If one day in the future I really can't hold on anymore, please ask the immortals to open up a cave to renew the fire of my human race."

At this moment, even Qingxuan couldn't help but open his mouth slightly.

This junior from the Feixian Sect is really stubborn, questioning the immortal leader time and time again, and has no emotional intelligence at all.

 Aren't you clearly saying that immortals will fail?

Li Changsheng’s expression did not change and he said, “Nothing else to ask for?”

"right."

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 by Pindao.

Li Changsheng turned his attention to the others and said, "What about you? If you have any requests, just ask, Pindao never takes advantage of others."

"The human race in this world is for the poor to save, so I won't coerce you."

Everyone was silent, not because they were reluctant to give up, but because they were silenced by this immortal who has always been there like a father.

This is more uncomfortable than the immortal threatening them with force.

 Emotional feelings sometimes occur in a moment.

After a while, everyone unanimously bowed down and expressed their willingness to donate all their property.

 Some people represent the entire sect, while others represent themselves. Not all immortal sects are of one word, and some people can only do their part.

 Another month passed, and all the immortal sects had basically moved out their own old bottoms.

Everyone gathered together and found three treasures. After years of erosion, these treasures have lived up to their original power, but the lower limit is not much lower.

 For mortals, immortals are like kings and fathers, so why not for immortals?

 They came into contact with Li Changsheng a thousand years earlier than mortals.

The construction of the Earth Fire Array started again. Since the spiritual objects of the major immortal sects did not have special ledgers to coordinate like the spiritual treasury, it took several months just to count them.

 It was not until the end of the year that construction resumed.

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 120 years in Asgard.

 A strange rice bug reappeared in granaries everywhere, causing massive food losses and further reducing the human race's food reserves.

Granaries everywhere are in short supply, food supplies have been cut in half, and people are starting to go hungry.

There are only minimal complaints about this, and the vast majority of people not only do not complain but actively go on a diet.

 In the middle of the year, mass suicides of the elderly began to be reported in various places.

Qingxuan came to a snowy field outside Yundong City. Following the thick footprints, he saw several old people sitting together.

 The clothes on his body were thin and his skin was red from the cold, but his expression did not show any pain.

When they were ten steps away, the old people heard the noise and turned to look around. Seeing Qingxuan looking old, they couldn't help but ask: "Is the old gentleman also here to die?"

 “What does it mean to die?”

　　"Place yourself in death, live in death, live in the wilderness. We old people in our seventies are just wasting food while we are alive, so we might as well just die."

The leader of the old man looked carefree. He raised the wine gourd in his hand and said: "It can bring glory and also get you a sip of wine. It's a pity that you came late and we drank all the wine."

"This stuff will freeze if you don't drink it. Come on, don't just stand there. Sit on the ground to feel more comfortable."

Qingxuan glanced at their lower bodies, which had merged with the snow. It was clear that their lives were hanging by a thread, but they were still talking and laughing.

He did not ask these old people why, nor did he explore the reasons. He just sat down beside them, talked with them, and relied on them.

If it were hundreds of years ago, Qingxuan would have asked and would have fought to the end. He was also influenced by Li Changsheng, who believed that if you see something, you must take care of it, and if you don't see it, don't care about him.

The last old man said: "I heard that a hundred years ago, immortals helped us get through the flood. Now it snows heavily, immortals should be able to help us get through it."

 “Can we help the immortals by dying?”

 As an old man, living is a waste of resources, and they should die in their seventies.

 This is a kind of correctness under resource shortage.

Qingxuan nodded incomprehensibly. After the last old man died, he continued to the next city.

 As an old man, he can probably only act as the eyes and ears of the immortal.

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 The 121st year of Asgard.

 The human race is expected to consume all the food in half a year. For a long time at the beginning of the year, the Immortal Sect was unusually silent.

People cast their eyes in the direction of the Immortal Gate from time to time, because it is time, the time to make a decision.

  If most of the people are given up, the current food of the human race will be able to sustain it for at least five years. If the extra people are turned into food rations, the human race can support it for twenty years.

 Morality is worthless in the face of survival.

 “Junior, please see the immortal!”

Zhenren Feixing knelt outside the Immortal Palace. At this time, the Immortal Palace had long been forbidden to come near due to the earth fire formation.

　　Even the immortals don’t dare to take control of the entire Jiuzhou Earth Fire.

　This kneeling lasts for a month.

 Finally the fairy palace is opened.

Master Fei Xing quickly entered the room, bowed his hands and said, "I'm going to pay my respects to the immortal. It's okay for the immortal to decide the future for the human race. Is it life? Is it death?"

“If the immortal can’t be ruthless, then please stay in seclusion for ten years and leave everything to the younger generation. If you don’t abandon it, how can you protect it?”

 After saying that, Master Feixing waited for a long time without receiving a reply, so he couldn't help but look up.

The ordinary Taoist had a bloodless face, his wrists were lowered, and the bright red blood slowly flowed into the formation.

Boom!

 The Earth Fire Formation was activated, and a warm wind blew in.

 A month later, the Tianzhou Hetao area was once again fertile with water and grass, and countless people sown seeds there.

 The 121st year of the Immortal Palace is a year of good harvest.

 (End of this chapter)