The weather is myriad, welcoming the new year.

A cloud of colorful clouds converged in Li Yi's palm, in which all kinds of meteorological evolutions and countless lights converged. A cloud of heaven and earth aura and the will of all living beings converge to form an atmosphere, if it is collected, it can be regarded as a rare treasure.

After collecting it for about five or six years in a row, it can be made into a magic weapon in the Yuan Infant Stage. Or to preserve the soul, or to illusion, the latter should be a little more effective.

Of course, you also have to have the ability to collect, the New Year weather is not aura, you can collect it with a grab. It belongs to a special period, a kind of weather produced in an environment unknown to ordinary people, a special atmosphere.

"Brother Li, why can you hold this weather?" Dongyun Shu asked curiously.

It's not that she hasn't seen the Spring Festival weather, about eight years ago, she was just reincarnated and it happened to be the Spring Festival. That night, Dongyun Shu noticed a strange weather in the sky and earth, and observed it for a while.

She tried to collect, but the efficiency was too slow, so she had to give up.

Even if it is Dongyun Shu now, it is impossible to gather so many New Year weather with a single grasp like Li Yi. However, this time she could see that Li Yi was not relying on profound cultivation, but more using some special method.

"This thing itself was created by me, but it has changed a little since it was reincarnated. Under the huge population of this world, everything that touches faith will swell dozens of times. ”

"It may also be that the spirit of modern people is obviously more active than in ancient times."

Li Yi judged the New Year weather like this.

He is not unfamiliar with the New Year weather, but the New Year weather in this world makes him a little unfamiliar.

In the spiritual world, the New Year weather is a unique product of the Guanghan feast, as a thing to set off the atmosphere. At that time, it also gathered the beautiful meaning of the New Year from all living beings, but at that time, it was more of his own beliefs, and the most of them were medical immortals.

Belief is useless to him, and the medicine immortal has been a rare incense temple in the world for a long time. In that kind of society in ancient times, being sick was basically equivalent to going through the ghost gate, there was not much medicine to treat them, and there were even fewer doctors.

Li Hua traveled all over the world for free treatment, and eliminated the plague in the world several times, directly or indirectly I don't know how many people he saved. And he taught his own medical skills to others without hesitation, and I don't know how many barefoot doctors have become famous doctors by reading his books.

It is not an exaggeration to call it a saint in the world, even if Li Changsheng is no longer walking in the world, there are not only a lot of incense, but more and more.

Until he was 3,700 years old, the incense had reached the point where he had to deal with it.

So there is a new spring weather, that is, the will of all beings in heaven and earth, melted into the incense, and the wind and rain are smooth everywhere. The so-called new spring and new weather, many disasters will be resolved naturally in the new year.

For ordinary people, it is a life-saving miracle, but for Li Changsheng, it is just fireworks to set off the atmosphere and handle incense.

Once every ten years, it is also the main purpose of some monks to go to the Guanghan feast, to see the New Year weather that sweeps the world.

Dongyun Shu nodded slightly, and quickly left this so-called New Year atmosphere behind. For her, except for the way of the sword, all other ways can only serve as a reference.

She is very unkind to explore other things, unless it has something to do with the sword, or something to do with Li Yi.

"But it's all the same, open the weather, welcome the New Year."

The colorful clouds in Li Yi's hands were getting bigger and bigger, and in an instant, they had completely enveloped the two of them. There was a chaotic and festive laughter in his ears, although it was mixed with the will of all beings, but it did not pollute the soul like incense, but it was extremely pure spirit.

This is the belief of high quality, and it is also the pursuit of Buddhism.

There is no desire, pure faith, but this is in great conflict with faith. The vast majority of beliefs are about asking for God, and God doesn't give anything, so how can people believe. Even those river spirits need to be threatened with the safety of the people.

There can be no faith without desire.

That's why the belief in meteorology and medicine is so special, the former is the joy of the Spring Festival reunion, and the latter is pure gratitude. But if you really want to get to the bottom of it, both of these things are good for the people.

The luck of the New Year makes the world smooth and rainy, and the medical fairy has saved the world countless times, and the inheritance I left behind is also constantly saving people.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes

At their feet, countless fireworks rose up and burst into brilliant flames.

It was as if the clouds were infected by fireworks, and the entire sky turned into seven colors, and countless people who were eating Chinese New Year's Eve also discovered the strangeness of the sky.

The sky on Chinese New Year's Eve is no longer black but colorful, and the colorful glow stretches for thousands of miles, and the roads are still constantly being opened, branching like trees and rivers until they fill the entire Shenzhou.

Li Yi stood in the center of Huaguang, his eyes lowered, and his unparalleled cultivation was fully revealed. He does not have the momentum to dominate the world, he does not have the majesty to make all beings bow their heads, and he does not have the indifference of a great supernatural person to the mundane like looking at an ant.

Plain as water, like a breeze blowing, there is a hint of joy in it.

He smiled, very gently.

"Chinese New Year is a reunion, and I like to be together."

Reunion used to be a luxury for him, reunion is always a delusion that is out of reach, and some are just a person leaving him.

I want to have a cold banquet in the Moon Palace, invite guests from all over the world, gather the four gods, and even the demon saints of the demon clan also go to the appointment. But thousands of years later, people are still coming and going, but the former guests have all died.

Until the rabbit who poured him wine also died, and the Guanghan feast disappeared with it.

"Happy New Year."

Li Yi's right hand slightly lifted the wind and clouds to fuse, and then pressed down slightly, as if to give this colorful cloud in the sky to all beings.

Dong Yunshu suddenly looked up into the distance, and she saw that countless weather was being moved, blooming with colorful brilliance.

On the dark horizon, a colorful river rushed into the sky, cutting through the night.

Countless people in the city noticed the colorful rivers in the sky, some held up their mobile phones to take pictures, some pulled their relatives and friends to watch, some made wishes, and some jumped and jumped happily

A strange power swayed into the world, mixed with blessings for sentient beings, and also blessings for sentient beings to themselves.

——

Shangqing Palace, the top of the majestic mountain range, in the unpretentious Taoist temple.

Qingxuan Daoist slowly opened his eyes and looked at the distant sky, his eyes full of nostalgia.

At that time, the immortal road was prosperous, and there was no equal person in the world, the three gods, the genius and the eight uniques, and the human race was unique in the world. The grand occasion of the Guanghan banquet is still vividly remembered.

There is no natural treasure, just a bowl of rice balls in the world for people from all over the world to go.

Not for anything else, just to celebrate.

Qingxuan Daoist got up and walked out of the courtyard, stepped out, and arrived at a square halfway up the mountain, at this time, the disciples of the Shangqing Palace were holding a New Year party.

When the disciples of the Shangqing Palace saw the young man who suddenly appeared, everyone suddenly got up and bowed down towards him.

"Meet the Teacher."

"No need to be polite."

Qing Xuan Daoist came to the top position and sat down, this is his position, the Spring Festival Gala of the Shangqing Palace will leave a place for him every year, but he basically does not come.

On the left and right are the seats of the elders, and there is only one Qingxuzi among the nearly nine seats. The elders were basically in retreat, and they were not very interested in mundane festivals, except for Qingxuzi, an old urchin, who drank and had fun with his disciples.

Qingxuzi asked curiously, "Zhangjiao, why are you here?" ”

"Hahaha, how can there be no banquet during the Spring Festival?" The Qingxuan Daoist touched his non-existent beard, let out a rather light laugh, and then began to pick up the wine and food on the table.

"Everyone, don't you come out for a drink during the Spring Festival?"

Qing Xuan's voice echoed throughout the Shangqing Palace, and the next moment, the elders who had not participated in the previous years appeared one after another, sitting in their seats, and everyone looked at the Qing Xuan Dao people more or less suspiciously.

"Haven't you been interested in previous years? How are you in the mood to participate this year? Qing Xuzi was even more puzzled.

"In previous years, it was not the New Year, so naturally I didn't come, does the ancestor know about the Guanghan banquet?" Qingxuan asked rhetorically as he poured himself wine.

"The first feast of the Immortal Dao Era, almost all the monks in the world, and even the great sage of the demon clan, participated."

Qing Xuzi replied without thinking, he accidentally saw it when he was consulting the classics in the Immortal Dao Era.

"You guys are really peaceful, and we can't hold a banquet like this back then."

Let's not talk about the contradictions within the human race, and the contradictions between the two races are unlikely to come together. But the era of immortal Taoism got together, and it was a miracle that Taoist Buddhas and demons, humans and demons, and monks from all over the world got together to eat and drink.

"It's not all over the world, and half of the people come at the most." Qingxuan took a sip of wine, "For us, the Guanghan banquet is the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and it is also the Spring Festival. ”

"For us, a banquet with living immortals is the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner."

Qing Xuzi and the rest of the elders couldn't understand that they couldn't feel the feelings of Qing Xuan and the others for the living immortals in the Immortal Dao Era.

As high as the sky, it is unattainable, and like the Father, it holds up a piece of the sky.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth throbbed, and everyone looked up to see a ray of light spreading across the sky, and a colorful river running through the night.

A little starlight is sprinkled, and joy comes from the heart.

Qingxuan Taoist raised his glass to the sky and said: "Happy New Year, may my Shenzhou be unique in the world." ”

The current Shenzhou already belongs to the Immortal Dao, and all the existing town-level levels are from the Immortal Dao era. And only the idea of distinguishing between immortals and mortals, protecting the world, and saving the people in the immortal era can be harmonious with the government.

Protecting the world is the inheritance of the sword immortals, and saving the people is the inheritance of the immortals.

Shenzhou is the continuation of the immortal way, and they firmly believe that the world can be peaceful, because the immortals in the world want the world to be peaceful.

——

Buddhism.

In a small and inconspicuous temple, the old monk sat under the Bodhi tree, clasped his hands together and tightly grasped the beads that sealed the Bodhi world.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked up slightly to see a colorful glow.

"It's finally the New Year."

The old monk walked out of the temple, found a bowl of somen noodles, sat on the roof of the temple, and ate it unhurriedly under the colorful glow.

Memories come to mind, and the surrounding scene begins to change.

The Moon Palace, the gods of all transformations, the monks of the world, and the living immortals.

The mediocre Taoist in a green shirt sat at the top, and the Taiyin Fairy of the Moon Palace, known as the first beauty in the world, knelt next to him and poured wine for him.

The Qingyi Taoist looked at himself with a smile and said, "Monk, I heard that another girl openly courted you, and she is still a rat spirit." There is no consideration for returning the vulgar and promoting the relationship between shemales. ”

"The poor monk has cut off three thousand troubles."

"I can help you grow your hair."

For their immortal cultivators, the Spring Festival is not a specific time, but the happy New Year of the immortal in the world, and the piece of brilliance he sprinkled.

——

In Donghai City, on a certain street, a wonton stall on the side of the road is still open.

The owner is a plainly dressed young man in his 20s. If Li Yi is here, he should know him, known as one of the eight peers in the world, and Wang Huan is wise.

Now he is just a vendor carrying a wonton stall and walking the streets and alleys to hide from the city management.

Suddenly, a patrolling police car stopped, and two policemen walked down from above, and Wang Huan immediately picked up his family heirloom (remade) wonton stall and wanted to run.

The policeman hurriedly said: "Boss, wait, we don't want to eat a bowl of wontons if the chengguan doesn't drive you away." ”

Wang Huan stopped his movements when he heard this, his expression quickly switched, and he smiled.

"What ravioli do you want? Big meat or small meat? 8 or 10? ”

"You're not only a retro eater, but you're also retro in your words." The police are quite a novelty, and this wonton stall seems to have come out of ancient times.

"Ten bucks, pack."

"Me too."

Two policemen sat on a bench next to them, waiting and talking.

"Boss, why don't you go home for the New Year?"

"There is no home, my parents are dead, and this wonton stand is left as a memory." Wang Huan replied, without the slightest slackness in the movements of his hands, and made two bowls of wontons from that year according to the memory in his mind.

There is not much seasoning, just minced pork, oil, salt, chopped green onions, and soy sauce.

Packed in plastic bags, the police paid to drive away in a police car.

Zhou Zhou was quiet again, and there was a faint sound in the air of families eating Chinese New Year's Eve in the community not far away.

Suddenly, the sky lit up slightly, and Wang Huan looked up and saw the colorful glow, and the starlight fell, bringing him a trace of comfort.

Happy New Year.

This is what he vaguely felt.

"Happy New Year."

Wang Huan exhaled a white breath, cleaned up, and left with the wonton stall.

——

The New Year weather lasted only 10 minutes.

Li Yi waved his hand to disperse the last trace of weather in his hand, and then left with Dongyun Shu, and just returned to the hotel his phone rang.

【Xi'er】

"Hey."

Li Yi didn't think much about answering the phone, and Dongyun Shu next to him looked at him faintly, not knowing what he was thinking about.

[Happy New Year, husband.] 】

At this time, Dong Yunshu suddenly leaned over and didn't bother him to call, but he stuck very tightly. The soft and gentle jade body hugged Li Yi from the right side, and her cheeks were almost together.

Li Yi pushed her and said, "Don't make trouble." ”

[Husband, what's wrong? 】

"Nothing."

While Li Yi was communicating with Wei Xi, he also had to endure interference from Dongyun Shu, but fortunately, he was full of concentration, at least there was nothing abnormal in his voice.

After chatting for a while, Wei Xi hung up the phone again because he was busy with official business.

As soon as the phone was hung up, Dongyun Shu immediately left Li Yi, as if he was afraid that he would take advantage. In fact, except for the Yin and Yang Avenue and kissing the mouth, basically everything that should be touched has been touched.

At 2 a.m., the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner ended, and many people stayed directly at the hotel because of the alcohol, and did not drive away until the second day.

The following days returned to calm, and Li Yi lay in bed every day during the New Year, no different from usual.

Until the 5th day, Dongyun Shu left a space bag and left.

Li Yi felt a little regretful, although Dongyun Shu didn't let him do something else, but it was very comfortable to hold it when he was sleeping.

It's soft and fragrant, and it can warm the bed to the pillow, who doesn't like it.

A few days later, at the end of the Spring Festival, Li Yicai struggled to get up from the bed and notified Li Lili to come to him by phone.

He planned to change Li Lili's qualifications without using the Creation Pill, which was also to prepare for his parents in the future. After all, how to guide an unqualified mortal to cultivate, he always has to have an experimental question to compare with his first attempt.

Li Lili is the best test subject, and her experience in practicing after success can also be applied to her parents.

(End of chapter)