Chapter 342: Never Stay Overnight Yu Xiaodao
"Just off work?"
Facing his wife's question, Li Dagang scratched his head in frustration and annoyance:
"I wonder if Dad is getting senile."
"He made a candy figure out of nowhere and said it was a longevity peach."
"He hurriedly called me back to eat."
"I still have a lot of things to do over there!"
Li Dagang complained to his wife.
But he didn't say much.
After all, his old father is old and he might not have much time left.
So even though he was annoyed, Li Dagang didn't say anything.
"Dad was obsessed with watching TV on time, don't blame him."
"If the candy man is not expired, you can eat it to please him."
The wife comforted him.
"That won't work."
Li Dagang said with a stern face.
"If I take the medicine to become immortal, I will have to wait for you to grow another 18 years."
Li Dagang picked up his wife and smiled.
"Bah, you can't approve that I will be a man in my next life?"
The wife was stunned for a moment, then she sighed when she realized what was going on.
Just as the two were whispering to each other, hurried footsteps were heard outside the yard.
"Dad! I'm back!"
The little fat boy rushed back from outside in a hurry.
There was a fight night event today, and he had to get in some good kills.
But at this moment, Li Dagang pulled his son back.
"Your grandpa made a candy man for you, eat it quickly."
The little fat boy sulked and swallowed it reluctantly.
After his father let go of his hand, he hurried into the house.
Inside the house, sitting in front of the computer, looking at the game icon starting up on the screen and the QQ message flashing in the lower right corner.
The little fat boy smacked his lips, feeling that the candy man seemed a little bitter.
But some pages have been refreshed. The fat boy blocked the classmates who were chatting about topics such as socializing and mountain climbing, as well as the messages from girls who invited him to go out and play.
Because the battle is about to begin...
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"Gu..."
Yi Chun called out happily towards a white pigeon that was standing there with a silly look on the other side.
He felt his heart was vaguely touched.
That feeling is not as clear as the change of some elemental particles.
It cannot be explained by the changes and alternations of certain things.
However, the tangible increase in proficiency in the Eight-Nine Profound Arts is enough to explain something.
Perhaps, this is the normal style of practice for the extraordinary civilization on Earth.
Just like he had done before, he tried to exhaust the principles of all things through his own practice.
Relatively speaking, the difficulty is much lower.
But I don’t know how to calculate the time it will take.
Yi Chun actually doesn't like this kind of practice that seems to go with the flow.
Because it is full of too many random and uncertain factors.
However, at this moment, I felt a subtle emotion surging in my heart.
Yi Chun feels that this process itself may also be a precious resource.
He has lived through thousands of years.
Even the body constructed of wood fibers at that time was not enough to support such a lively mind.
But he still felt the quiet, vast and unstoppable power of time .
Immortality is a burning word in any world.
Yi Chun, of course, had never considered that aspect.
Druids are quite unique in extending their lifespan.
As long as Yi Chun doesn't do anything stupid and waste his vitality and soul excessively.
He had at least thousands of years to think about this question.
Of course - if he wasn't killed or destroyed by something in the process...
Therefore, Yi Chun was not anxious about this.
He patted the silly white dove, and it turned into a wisp of breeze and whistled away.
Then, in a certain alley, a small cart with many sugar figures on it was slowly pushed out...
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"Yu Xing, why don't you go to school in the north?"
At the barbecue stall, Tian Sheng, who had completed his research and returned to school, looked at the little Taoist priest next to him and asked.
There aren’t too many Taoists on the mountain.
Tian Sheng lived there for some time, and naturally came into contact with Yu Xing, who wandered around the mountains after consuming the purple air.
Occasionally, Tian Sheng would ask Yu Xing for advice on some rather difficult Taoist knowledge.
Yu Xing would answer them one by one, which made Tian Sheng admire Yu Xing very much.
After a long time, the two became familiar with each other.
This time, Yu Xing was sent down the mountain by Taoist Yun to study.
According to the original plan, I was going to study at a university in the north.
But Yu Xing happened to meet Tian Sheng at the station who was preparing to return to school with his luggage.
After some complaints, Yu Xing learned that Tian Sheng's school also had a related Taoist major.
After discussing it with Taoist Yun for a while, he finally changed schools.
"Even if I can't go to Nanzhao, I can't run north."
Yu Xing took a bite of the mutton skewer and then complained without knowing what was going on.
"ah?"
Tian Sheng was confused after hearing this, so he had to pick up the cup and take a sip of beer.
As we all know, whether it is telling a little lie or covering up an embarrassment, a cup is always one of the best props.
Seeing Tian Sheng's embarrassment, Yu Xing had to explain to him about the magical operation of how the master was fascinated by the magic sword and then threw him off the mountain.
However, Tian Sheng did not dwell on it.
During these days, he had already understood the casual nature of the Taoist priest on the mountain.
He captured some details revealed by Tian Sheng during his casual chat:
"Can you really fly with a sword?"
"I'm not talking about the kind of people who use seaplanes to cosplay."
"I mean the 'biu', you know..."
Tian Sheng lowered his voice to avoid being thought of as an immature person.
As a person whose major itself has some magical realism style, Tian Sheng is naturally keen on those magical powers.
Of course, having received a sufficiently solid science education.
Tian Sheng is not very interested in so-called fortune-telling, feng shui, and geomancy.
He was even less willing to accept the idea that a living human being could see through your so-called past lives, let alone your future marriage.
After all, magic and supernatural powers may just be the many manifestations of a certain energy that is difficult for ordinary people to detect.
But reversing the future and peering into the past?
Whenever Tian Sheng came across books that described such words, he couldn't help but stop and read.
He personally finds it difficult to accept content that touches the lower limits of intelligence or the core of his worldview.
"ah?"
Yu Xing scratched his head. He felt that although Tian Sheng didn't say anything.
But judging from his tone and look, he seemed to be asking her to "do some work".
"I just can't."
"But my brother can."
Yu Xing had seen Yi Chun transform into a sword and leave, so what he said was quite bold.
But he changed his mind and thought that even the moon-fishing trick of Tian Sheng might be enough to scare him, so he became more confident.
It is never good to just show off magic in public. In this regard, Journey to the West can be said to be a pioneer in curbing such behavior.
The two chatted for a while as the night grew darker.
If it were normal, I'm afraid that everything would have been silent, with only some creaking sounds occasionally.
But this is the time when the new generation is most excited.
"Let's go, after this meal, I'll take you to a nice place!"
Tian Sheng suddenly said mysteriously.
Just as Yu Xing was thinking of words such as bar, nightclub and other words full of worldly flavor.
Tian Sheng led Yu Xing through the winding, dark alleys and came to a brightly lit place:
"The braised pork ribs here are delicious! It's a pity that they are only open at night because the owner goes fishing during the day..."
Tian Sheng said excitedly.
Yu Xing: ...
At this moment, he followed the light from the crack in the door and saw a girl...
At the same time, the Taoist
"Ding-ling-ling..."
Taoist Yun glanced at the red bell that was ringing beside him and shook his head.
Son, can you please try harder?
Any night will do...
