"Just got off work?"

Facing his wife's inquiry, Li Dagang scratched his head with some helplessness and annoyance:

"I wonder if Dad is old and confused."

"He made a candy figure out of nowhere and said it was a birthday 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 getting older and his time is running out.

So although he was irritated, 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 just eat it and please him."

My wife comforted me.

"That won't work."

Li Dagang said with a straight face.

"If I eat to become immortal, I will have to wait for you to grow for another eighteen years."

Li Dagang picked up his wife and said with a smile.

"Bah, are you sure that I will be a man in my next life?"

The wife was stunned for a moment, then sighed after thinking about it.

Just as the two of them were rubbing their hair together, the sound of rapid footsteps came from outside the yard.

"Dad! I'm back!"

Little Fatty rushed back from outside in a hurry.

There was a fight night event today, and he had to kill a few.

But at this moment, Li Dagang pulled his son back.

"Your grandpa made a candy man for you, eat it quickly."

The little fat man suppressed his expression and ate it wholeheartedly.

After his father let go of his hand, he hurried into the house.

Inside the house, I was sitting in front of the computer, looking at the game icon being launched on the screen and the QQ message flashing in the lower right corner.

The little fat man smacked his mouth, feeling that the candy man seemed a little bitter.

But some pages have been refreshed, and Xiaopangdun has blocked the group of classmates who are chatting about topics such as socializing and mountain climbing, as well as the messages of girls who invite him to go out for fun.

Because the battle is about to begin...

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"Gu..."

Yi Chun happily called to the white pigeon on the other side who was standing there with a stupid look on his face.

He felt something vaguely touched in his heart.

That feeling is not as clear as the change of a certain element particle.

It cannot be explained by the changes in something.

However, the real increase in proficiency in the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills is enough to explain something.

Perhaps, this is the style of normal practice of the extraordinary civilization on earth.

Just like what he did before, he tried to use his own power to exhaust the principles of all things.

Relatively speaking, the difficulty is much lower.

But I don’t know how to calculate the time it takes.

Yi Chun actually doesn't like this kind of practice that seems to follow the circumstances.

Because it is full of too many random and uncertain factors.

However, at this moment, I felt a subtle emotion surge in my heart.

Yi Chun feels that this process itself may also be a precious resource.

He has experienced thousands of years.

Even the body made of wood fiber at that time was not enough to carry such an agile mind.

But he still felt the quiet, vast and unstoppable power of time.

Immortality is a hot enough word in any world.

Yi Chun, of course, has not considered that aspect.

Druids are quite unique in terms of longevity.

As long as Yi Chun doesn't commit suicide and waste too much of his life force and soul.

He has at least thousands of years to think about this issue.

Of course - if he is not killed or destroyed by something in the process...

Therefore, Yi Chun is not anxious about this.

He patted the silly white dove, and then it turned into a wisp of breeze and whizzed away.

Then, in a certain alley, a small cart with many candy figures was slowly pushed out...

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"Yu Xing, by the way, why don't you go to school in the north?"

At the barbecue stall, Tian Sheng, who had finished his research and returned to school, looked at the little Taoist priest next to him and asked.

There are not too many Taoists on the mountain.

Tian Sheng lived there for some time, and naturally he came into contact with Yu Xing, who wandered around in the mountains after eating the purple energy.

Occasionally, Tian Sheng would ask Yu Xing for advice on some rather difficult Taoist knowledge.

Yu Xing would also answer them one by one, which made Tian Sheng admire Yu Xing quite a lot.

As time went by, the two of them became familiar with each other.

But this time, Yu Xing was thrown down the mountain by Taoist Yun to study.

Originally, according to the plan, I was 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 complaining, Yu Xing learned that Tian Sheng’s school also had a related Taoist major.

After a lot of trouble with Yundao people, I finally changed schools.

"Even if I can't go to Nanzhao, I can't run north."

Yu Xing took a bite of the mutton skewers and then complained inexplicably.

"ah?"

Tian Sheng looked confused when he heard this, so he had to pick up the cup and take a sip of beer.

As we all know, whether it is to tell a little lie or cover up embarrassment, a cup is always one of the best props.

Seeing Tian Sheng's embarrassment, Yu Xing had to explain to him how the master was fascinated by the fairy sword and then threw him down the mountain.

However, Tian Sheng did not dwell on this.

During these days, he had already come to understand the casual nature of the Taoist monks on the mountain.

He captured some of the details Tian Sheng revealed during his casual chat:

"Can you really fly with a sword?"

"I'm not talking about the kind of people who use watercraft to play cosplay."

"I mean that kind of 'biu', just...you know..."

Tian Sheng lowered his voice to avoid being thought of as a middle-aged man.

As a major with a somewhat magical reality style, Tian Sheng was naturally keen on those magical powers.

Of course, I have received a solid enough science education.
To be continued...