The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 481 Chapter 480 One, the chessboard world
When Li Wei returned to Taixu Temple, it was already dusk.

It is to return to the familiar place, on the big bluestone.

nostalgia
"Bai Shanjun was like this at the time, standing behind me."

Li Wei stroked the bluestone lightly, feeling the traces left on it.

Time will erase all traces.

Only those who remember will remember.

He has been here.

Li Wei stopped thinking about it and went back to his hiding room.

Everyone is not at home today.

Miss Mei went to the tofu shop at the foot of the mountain to open.

Qing Zu and Ji Ge didn't know where they went, maybe it was a fertile land.

Ah Hei originally said that he would go to the Wonderful Land of Lingshan together, but he had something to do and didn't go with him. As for what it was, Li Wei didn't ask.

Life has its own fate, law, cause and effect, and it must be a very important thing to make Ah Hei give up going to see Lord Baishan.
Today's Tai Xu Guan is a lonely person.

Quiet and lonely.

He took out the guqin and played a piece of fairy music, but no one appreciated it. Li Wei thought about it and found Emperor Shun's chessboard.

Then incarnation escaped into it.

After thinking about it carefully, there is still a Fat Yi living in Emperor Shun's chessboard. "I don't know what happened to the world in this painting that I randomly made at that time."

When Li Wei's consciousness came into the chessboard, he was a little surprised. Everything in front of him was quite different from when he left.

"Here. Has it become like this?"

The sound of clear running water, the sound of land pushing.

Life blooms on this land.

Although they are all in the general style of ink and wash.

But it is real, purely existing in this world.

Compared with the last time when I used the "writing like a god" to manifest, there are more and more pure.

As if the real thing is here.

Black fish swim in the water.

The ink bird is hatching eggs and soaring in the sky.

The land is full of seedlings, and the wind blows.

At the end of this land, there is a man with his face to the loess soil and his back to the sky, who is farming, followed by a child, wearing a big red bellyband, with his hands open to welcome the breeze.

The man is the only one who is different from the 'painting style' here. Like Li Wei, he has a 'substance', unlike the surrounding things, including the child, which are like landscape paintings.

And the man looked at the field in front of him and the children behind him, with an expression on his face showing infinite satisfaction.

His name was originally Fei Yi.

But now, He is an old farmer in this chessboard world, taking care of a child who looks like a landscape painting.

The pampering in his eyes is beyond words.
"Dad is busy, go and play by yourself, remember to come back for dinner tonight."

"Hurrah!"

The little boy with ink painting style went to play by himself.

On the golden fields ran children.

"You are a pretty good father." Li Wei looked at the little boy in the distance, and immediately recognized that this was the little Fat Yi he had drawn to prevent Fat Yi from being lonely.

"Before him, I have never been a 'father'. Although I have many offspring, I am far from being a 'father'."

The man looked at the boy running across the field with gentle eyes.

Fat has changed.

changed a lot——

"After so many years, the world has become like this."

"It's also thanks to you." The man turned to look at Li Wei with complicated eyes, "I put a 'seed' here so that this world can take root and sprout."

Fei Yi is true, and there is only admiration and admiration for Li Wei.

There can be so much vitality here.

Everything comes from the 'life' drawn by Li Wei.

These basic "lives" evolve year by year, forming a complete world here, and many things that Li Wei has never painted, all evolve with the evolution of life.

Life is born in this world.

Of course, this does not mean that Li Wei's writing can really create life if there is a spirit in it. The most basic things are brought from the basic world where Li Wei stays.

Life begets life.

Li Wei took a deep breath, the fragrance of grass, trees and flowers, crisp birds and insects.

There is even a spiritual energy derived here.

Almost a whole world—

At this time, Li Wei opened his eyes and said: "There is spiritual energy here, and your cultivation has recovered, and even improved to a higher level, why don't you go out?"

"I'm tired."

Fei Yi said bluntly: "The outside world is the world where I was born, but this world is what I want to own, the world I embrace, my whole world, is here."

Fei Yi's eyes are full of this ink painting-like world, and in the center of this world is a little boy. He educates and accompanies the little boy all the way. Because of this, this place was originally used as Fei Yi's cage, and now he I don't want to leave.

The cage becomes a paradise.

After having such a mentality, Fei Yi became as peaceful as an old farmer, but possessed stronger cultivation and strength. Although, he no longer needs these strengths.

His fire and drought will no longer be used to make the earth dry, but to calm the floods of rivers and swamps.

"Is that so?"

Li Wei's expression did not fluctuate, and was even a little unpredictable.

My heart was shocked, and I actually created a 'world'.

If he is allowed to evolve, and the rules gradually become complete, a 'world' will really be born.

"That's because the poor are bothering your life."

"It's not an interruption. In fact, you are here, and I feel a little better. For hundreds of years, I have been worrying about you driving me out all the time." Fei Yi said with a wry smile.

Has it been hundreds of years here?
Li Wei thought silently in his heart that the flow of time here is much faster.

"Don't worry, I have no enmity with you, and your redemption here is over. If you want to stay here, Pindao won't stop you."

"Thank you." Fei Yi said gratefully, and after getting Li Wei's affirmative answer, he finally didn't have to worry about leaving this world and the land he loved.

"For the outside world, it has been fifteen years, and I just have nothing to do to take a look."

"It's nothing to do."

Fei Yi was a little bit emotional, the Taoist in front of him inspected it at his leisure, but he got a great redemption.

However, he soon thought of a problem.

"Shangxian, I have something to ask, the outside world, is it fifteen years?"

"Yes, how?" Li Wei frowned.

Fei Yi murmured: "15 years. Yes, it's time. It's the day of His recovery. This is the time."

"Who wants to recover?"

"The God Lord Hanba of our drought god pantheon"

(End of this chapter)