"The fourth floor?"

Xuan Qingzi whispered.

Those who can step into the four layers of unphased nature represent outstanding perseverance, and this kind of person is absolutely difficult to be disturbed by external temptations, and is most suitable for monks to become enlightened, and of course it is also the top mind of cultivating immortals.

After Xuan Qingzi sighed, he suddenly thought of something, looked at his senior brother, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Senior brother, does this mean that Ling Xiao's obsession with money is still beyond our expectations?" ”

Xuan Jizi was originally quite happy, but after hearing this, the expression on his face suddenly stiffened.

Half a day later.

Xuan Jizi pursed his lips and said: "A gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way, I believe he understands this truth." ”

……

Deep Palace, Imperial Palace.

Ling Xiao was dressed in a dragon robe, sitting on the throne, and his body inadvertently revealed a domineering spirit that looked at the world.

In front of the hall, there are hundreds of civil and military officials who are prostrate and kneeling.

Beside him, there are thousands of favored harem beauties.

He looked coldly at the rivers and mountains outside the hall, and a sense of self-satisfaction was born in his heart.

"Sure enough, choice is more important than hard work! Now that I have seized the throne of the Northern Liang Kingdom and commanded the people of the world, why do I need to be nostalgic for the ethereal immortal path? ”

"Farming? Phew! ”

"It's just that this Beiliang Palace, how is it exactly the same as the Forbidden City in the TV series?"

……

A violent and strong wind blew through the sky.

Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao.

He stands in the clouds, behind him there are the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, and under his feet is the people of the world who worship the world, he raises his hand and the sun rises, and the sun sets when he waves his hand, the laws of heaven and earth, and the creatures of the sky are all in his thoughts!

"Long Years ......"

He sighed.

After 10,000 years of penance, he finally stood at the pinnacle of immortality!

……

"Hit! I'm in! ”

In the old rental house, Ling Xiao was holding a lottery ticket, trembling with excitement and bursting into tears!

"One hundred million! Hahaha......"

Ling Xiao danced with his hands, yelled, and suddenly reacted again, covering his mouth, his eyes dripping and rolling, for fear that the wall had ears, and between his fingers, there was still an irrepressible snicker.

At this time, the phone rang.

Ling Xiao connected, and subconsciously asked, "Mr. Li, what's wrong?" ”

"Ling Xiao, have you done a fucking plan? The customer has been urging for a long time! I can't make a plan all day, why did I recruit you as a useless waste......"

In the earpiece, a familiar roar was heard.

Ling Xiao snorted, subconsciously wanting to have a smile, and suddenly his eyes were aimed at the lottery ticket.

In an instant, a stream of blood rushed straight to his head, he jumped up, and shouted into the microphone: "The plan Lao Tzu has changed 13 times, do you like it!" Today is the weekend, your dad doesn't go to work, and if you have the ability to fire your dad,! ”

Hang up, shut down, and operate smoothly.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but moan.

"Cool!"

He was bound to be fired, but he didn't care.

He couldn't help but pick up the lottery ticket again, one number by one, and after confirming that it was correct, he could no longer hide his excitement, lying on the table, sobbing silently.

……

"...... The sixth layer is also broken?! ”

In the small courtyard, Xuan Qingzi and Xuan Jizi both had a big change in their faces.

As the seventh leaf fell from the old tree, it also meant that Ling Xiao had stepped into the seventh layer of the Phaseless Illusion.

"In the history of this sect, no one has ever set foot on the seventh layer of the Phaseless Phase, and that is the ultimate test!" Xuan Qingzi's whole body trembled with excitement, muttering to himself, it was difficult to stay calm.

The Xuanjizi next to him, although he was calm on the surface, the slight fanaticism flashing on his face also betrayed the excitement in his heart.

Stepping into the seventh layer of illusion, it shows that Ling Xiao's mental strength can no longer be described as outstanding, it is simply one in a million, unheard of!

……

A quiet mountain village, Ling Xiao woke up from a good night's sleep.

He looked at the ceiling, which was both familiar and unfamiliar, and couldn't help but turn his head to look.

Next to the pillow, lay an ordinary woman, still asleep.

Ling Xiao was stunned on the bed, and after a while, he muttered, "What a long dream......"

Cultivating immortals, spiritual plants, cultivating, talismans, and forging bodies!

Northern Liang Kingdom, Qingfeng Temple, Red Cloth Sect, Zifeng Terrace!

Xiao Zi, Shi Yu, Xuan Jizi, Hu Taoer, and the girl in white......

Everything is just a dream.

"Hehe, I'm so stupid! There is no way to cultivate immortals in the world, and you should really read less novels in the future, so as not to think crankily all day long......"

He climbed out of bed, stretched, and brushed his teeth and washed his face.

He resigned from the big city last month and returned home, giving up the dream of a small person counterattack, choosing to be a glorious farmer in the village.

"My parents are old and can't do much farm work, so coming back can not only reduce the burden on my parents, but also accompany them more, killing two birds with one stone."

"What's more, now that the country's three rural policies are getting better and better, agriculture is promising, why go to the city to suffer those birds!"

Ling Xiao thought as he walked towards the vegetable garden.

Without the pressure of the boss, the intrigue between colleagues, the breathless pressure of the big city, enjoy life quietly and accompany the family, what is not satisfied?

Standing at the door of the vegetable garden, Ling Xiao was just about to push the door to enter, but suddenly stopped and did not move.

From the moment he woke up, he felt that something was wrong.

Anyway, what's wrong?

This question was so important that Ling Xiao simply didn't care about anything, just stood stupidly and meditated.

Before going out, breakfast had been prepared for my parents and wife, chickens and ducks were released, and I brought the tools for growing vegetables.

Ling Xiao scratched his ears and cheeks, racking his brains to think.

In normal times, even if you can't think of it, Ling Xiao won't waste time.

But he faintly felt that this wrong place today was too important, and if he didn't find the root of the problem, he would not be able to feel at ease in his life!

In the end, where, no!

Why didn't anyone tell me?

Ling Xiao's face was filled with deep anger and stubbornness, and he couldn't help but raise his hoe and slam it on the ground!

Speak!

Tell me what's wrong!

"Speak! Speak! Speak ......"

Ling Xiao desperately pestled the ground, turning over the debris of mud and grass and flying everywhere, he gasped, and suddenly his speech stopped abruptly and stopped moving.

yes, why don't you speak?

I understand.

"Hehe......"

A light laugh suddenly sounded in his ears, and then the quiet rural scene in front of him burst like a bubble again.

Ling Xiao found that he was in a boundless space, full of darkness and light, and the strange thing was that he could clearly see the tattered old Taoist priest in front of him.

"Coming back? I want to go home and farm......"

He was helpless.

The illusion that seems to be never-ending not only tires him, but also makes him anxious.

I don't know how much time has passed.

If a few days pass at once, the fun will be great!

The manor has been left unattended for so long, which will inevitably affect the harvest!

"Child, you have broken out of the Phaseless Realm, and you are in the illusion of the Poor Dao remnant soul." The old Taoist priest said with a smile, looked at him, and his kind expression instantly became a little helpless, "Are you a disciple of Qingfeng Guan, why don't you wear a Taoist robe?" Could it be that the inheritance of the original view has been ......"

Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "I am the 14th generation lay disciple of Qingfeng Guan, not a person who has been ordained and ordained. Who are you? ”

"Lay disciple! I see......"

The old Taoist priest suddenly realized, smiled again, and said, "Then you should have heard of me, poor Daoist self-proclaimed Qingfengzi!" ”

"What?!"

Ling Xiao was dumbfounded.

Qingfengzi, the entrepreneurial ancestor of Qingfengguan?!