Bai Shi didn't buy much, just a two-dollar popsicle that was enough for two people.
She remembered that it only cost 50 cents 10 years ago, but now it costs two dollars.
"Fake Taoist priest, here you go." Bai Shi cut the popsicle in half and handed the mung bean flavored side to Li Yi, "I remember you like the mung bean flavored one."
The ice crystals reflected slightly under the sunlight, as if returning to the midsummer ten years ago.
If I thought Li Yi would take it carefully and try to avoid physical contact, because it was an unspoken rule between the two of them, perhaps because of school, perhaps because of study, or perhaps because of the gap between their families.
Now the two of them still have an insurmountable gap, but the relationship is reversed. The once shy boy has long since become a giant, a giant who can stand tall and proud. The secular money and power cannot measure him, the spiritual objects and cultivation of cultivation cannot limit him, and even the heaven and earth cannot shackle him.
A giant will not be drowned by the depth of the sea, but a lake will become an ocean because of a giant.
But Li Yi was willing to bow down and be on an equal footing with them, because he practiced not to be superior to others, but just to have no regrets in everything.
Li Yi did not shy away from physical contact, and opened his mouth slightly to let Bai Shi put the popsicle into his mouth. It tasted like mung beans, slightly sweet, and cool.
"How about it?"
“The taste is the same, but it’s a bit expensive.”
"After all, prices in China have been rising, and wages and benefits have risen even more. I am not working now and am classified as unemployed. The government deposits 3,000 yuan into my card every month."
"Three thousand? Doesn't that mean you can live well without working?"
"What are you thinking? If you don't find a job for a year, your benefits will be revoked. But more than a decade ago, some areas in Rome did have such good welfare, and you could get minimum security even if you didn't work. It's not possible in China. There are too many people. Even if we are the best in the world, we can't provide too high benefits."
"That's good. The hard work paid off."
The two of them were eating popsicles and stepping on a sunset that looked just like the one from ten years ago. Was this really the sunset from ten years ago?
If we look at it from the perspective of the sun, every ray of sunlight is a result of nuclear reaction combustion. Filtered by the atmosphere, the intensity and angle of the light are slightly different.
Every sunset is different.
But from a human perspective, the sunset is the evening sun, it is orange-red, it is soft, and it is the sun that two people walked by.
The old feelings remain, the old friends remain. The setting sun shines on the old people, so the setting sun should be the old sun.
It’s just that it lacks the passion and impulse of youth, but has more calmness and companionship.
The ancient city of Wangchuan.
Yuan was fiddling with the Qi controlling method left by Li Changsheng as usual. Now he could control the Yin Qi within a hundred miles, but he was still a long way from being able to control the entire Wangchuan River.
The stone statue guarding the gate saw that his master had been practicing this technique, and couldn't help but ask: "Master, what is the secret of this method of controlling the breath? It actually allows you to practice day and night, I really don't understand."
Yuan is not a stingy person, and the stone statue also knows the method of controlling the breath and has practiced it for a while. This method is indeed good, but it cannot be said to be magical, it is just a pure method of controlling the breath.
Yuan moved the Yin Qi and answered without hesitation: "The way is simple, it's just controlling the Qi, but it has no limit."
Every method has its limits. For example, a magical power that can bring a mortal back to life cannot bring a saint back to life.
But he could not see the limit of this method of controlling Qi. Theoretically, as long as he had enough Taoism skills, he could turn the Wangchuan River upside down or even overturn the heaven and earth with a flip of his hand.
Yuan suspected that the method left by the man was some kind of peerless magical power that directly pointed to the Great Dao. He thought that he was paying money to avoid disaster by handing over the method of reincarnation, but now it seems that he is lucky.
He didn't understand why such a precious method was given to him after just a single encounter.
Yuan suddenly stopped what he was doing, his eyes passed the Samsara Palace and the ancient city, and he saw a figure walking over the gray Forgotten River.
That person had no face or shape, no shadow or trace, no cause or effect, as if he did not exist in the heaven and earth, and did not exist in the five elements.
He stopped and said, "Sage King Yuan, do you still want the great way of reincarnation?"
Yuan narrowed his eyes and asked, "Why reincarnation?"
The man replied, "Reincarnation exists in heaven and earth. Heaven and earth have taken away your great path. Now is the time for you to take it back. I am willing to lend you a helping hand."
Yuan did not feel happy or agree, but became more alert.
There is no free lunch in the world, and there is no kindness without reason.
This person's origins are unknown, and his background is unclear. The fact that he dares to say that he can help me regain the path of reincarnation shows that he has certain strength and may be able to kill me.
Yuan asked again: "Who are you?"
"There are ten gods and I am their destiny."
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