Bai Shi, who had just walked out of the room to eat leftovers, looked at Li Yi speechlessly when he heard this.
"How dare you say that? You either play games or cards every day. Not to mention your attendance rate which is full of red dots, how many classmates do you know? I'm afraid you only know the monitor who sent you the notice."
In Bai Shi's impression, Li Yi never went out of the house, let alone experience campus life. His activity range was definitely not more than one street nearby, and the farthest distance he went to besides the school was probably the bath center.
At first, she thought that the other party was really going to the school to perform the play of the return of the immortal king. After all, although it was a bit cliché, no one would not like it if it happened to her. However, nothing happened to Li Yi at school. From enrollment to graduation, no one bothered him, and he didn't even bring back a school beauty.
If it were me, she would say "I don't eat beef" that day. In other words, when she is in a superior position, she would kick any dog on the street if it met her.
In Li Yi's words, people who don't have enough character cannot control great power.
Therefore, spiritual practice is also about cultivating the mind.
Li Yi's strength has obviously exceeded the sum of the modern society. He can do whatever he wants, and he has a large number of capable and strong people under his command. He is in a state where he can create a new world with just a single order.
But this person is just lazy.
Li Yi turned over and said, "School is a place for learning. I got full marks on all the exams, so I am naturally a good student. As for my classmates, meeting is fate, and not meeting is also fate."
"It's good to have it, no need to force it."
"Old men go to school, there's no fun at all."
Shiraishi complained, then started showing off the leftovers on the table.
Although it was leftovers, in fact, they were barely touched. And Shiraishi got up late, at 2pm every day, so naturally he could only eat leftovers.
After finishing his "breakfast", Bai Shi came to the TV, kicked Li Yi who was lying like a lazy bug, and asked him to move aside, then turned on the TV.
The first channel is about news from the Western Regions.
Our reporter reports that the latest legislation passed in the Western Regions strictly prohibits the incense gods from using violent means such as force control and intimidation to obtain incense.
Bai Shi said: "The Western Region seems to have gotten better recently. All the news I saw before was negative. What do you think, fake Taoist priest?"
"Lie down and watch."
Li Yi answered without raising his head, his attention still on the mobile phone screen. It was obvious that he was not very interested in this reform that caused an international sensation.
Then, feeling Bai Shi's resentful gaze, he replied lazily, "It's nothing more than policy orientation. Before, the Western Region was completely dominated by the sects. Individual powerful people cannot manage society well. This has nothing to do with experience and strength, but where you sit."
"They didn't get to power by relying on votes, or even on the interests of a certain group. Warlords have to take care of the army and develop the economy to feed the people below, but individual strong men don't need to. Just like the world wars in the past, wars were just one peasant's child killing another peasant's child. Those who were in power would be fine, and even if they lost, they would still enjoy wealth and glory."
"Later, with the development of weapons and equipment and the emergence of beyond-visual-range strikes, politicians began to experience the pain of war."
"Supernormal is even more extreme. Incense relies on the masses, but villains always want to reverse cause and effect. It's like the people carry the boat, but the king never values the people."
“No matter what the environment or what the era, it’s essentially the same.”
Li Yi tapped on the screen with his fingers and the different patterns disappeared one by one, but his tone was as calm and light as usual, and his words were as penetrating as usual.
"Only my thunderbolt can fall on every corner of the world. Only the so-called strong and powerful can experience the pain and fear of being wantonly destroyed."
Bai Shi admitted that his heartbeat quickened, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely. It was not that he had any improper thoughts, but Li Yi always had a kind of intense beauty.
In a calm tone, in a small rental house, lying on the sofa
But he is like the Emperor of Heaven.
If it were in the past, she would definitely suspect that the other party was bragging, but now Bai Shi has only two words to describe Li Yi's strength: invincible, so naturally she put on a filter.
If it were Li Yi, the world would be peaceful.
Bai Shi said excitedly: "When will you, fake Taoist priest, rise up in rebellion?"
"." Li Yi was speechless. This guy was truly China's number one traitor. He was thinking about rebelling when everything was going well in society.
"If someone like you had power, it would be a disaster."
"What are you talking about? I have been a law-abiding person since I was a child and have never done anything bad. I look forward to world peace every day. If I had the ability, I would just show off to the wealthy and powerful and rob the rich to help the poor."
"Because I was this kind of person in my previous life, and I was successful in the end, and I managed to maintain it for thousands of years."
Bai Shi was speechless. She was still just in the conceptual stage, but the other party had already succeeded.
Three days passed quickly, and it was Sunday.
Today, Dong Yunshu is with Li Yi. Wei Xi and Tuer are practicing, and Bai Shi has also started a one-month retreat.
Unless necessary, the three of them would basically avoid appearing together. Especially the two Dongwei, they were like enemies who would turn their eyes away when they met.
Since the conflict cannot be resolved temporarily at this stage, they choose to turn a blind eye and avoid the peak hours!
After all, Li Yi didn't practice at all on weekdays. He had plenty of time and energy, so there were always a few days when he needed to meditate and practice Qi. Otherwise, his cultivation would lag behind others and he would inevitably be beaten.
Although Tu'er seemed not to be aggressive, he began to practice the art of attack in private.
The immortal family is not big, and there are many disputes.
Qiong Yu was running back and forth between the small peach forest and the outside world.
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