You have countless ways to completely remove yourself from the whirlpool of doubt.
Your image in their hearts hasn't changed; you are still the Brother Xiao Yuan they trust and follow."
Li Zhiyuan: "See you next ti when I take out the trash."
The young man walked out of the room and closed the door.
His eyes slowly closed, and when they opened again, he returned to reality.
Alii's eyes were very close to the young man's, their faces almost touching.
There was so confusion in the girl's eyes.
Li Zhiyuan explained, "It's very cooperative."
The girl's eyes showed concern.
"Don't be afraid, the more it behaves this way, the less you need to worry."
On the journey of the River Crossing, what Li Zhiyuan truly feared was the Yu Family girl he t in Lijiang.
She was soone so foolish that it was almost impossible to predict her next move.
The Body is too rational, choosing the optimal solution is its instinct, even its reason for existence.
Therefore, being able to resist this behavioral logic with pain gave him a huge advantage in this aspect.
You keep reading and studying hard, if you surpass , then so be it.
Do you think things like last ti with True Monarch Pu Du will only happen this once?
Absolute rationality is sotis a flaw.
Li Zhiyuan escorted Alii back to the East Room, then ca back upstairs, ready to rest.
To resolve the problem of insomnia caused by excessive energy, before going to bed, Li Zhiyuan specially took out the wordless book, continued decyphering the already sufficient Red Line, and completed today's exhaustive work on the "evil book" on the first page.
The monkey on the second page of the wordless book was still there.
anwhile, a fence appeared at the bottom of the second page.
This fence appeared here abruptly, likely extending from the first page.
Clearly, the "evil book" is restless, it's testing .
Li Zhiyuan made no efforts to stop it, pretending not to see.
This monkey is already useless, and the "evil book" wants to invade from the first page into the second page.
For this, Li Zhiyuan decided to let it be.
Once the invasion and annexation succeed, the daily pondering volu will increase again.
Day after day of extraction, Li Zhiyuan also felt it was necessary to give the "evil book" so hope, like quenching thirst by looking at plums, to let it continue surviving.
He got on the bed, folded the quilt, lay down, and covered his stomach with the quilt.
He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Upon waking up, right as his eyes opened, he felt that overly abundant energy sensation return again.
This phenonon had to persist until both he and the Body finished digesting it.
Turning his head, he saw Alii already standing at the drawing table painting.
Every ti a wave just ended was the busiest ti for Alii.
She not only had to paint new works but also replenish talisman paper and repair tools, and sotis when new things needed to be made, Alii's craftsmanship was relied upon.
After Li Zhiyuan got up, he stood by Alii's side for a while.
Although the painting had just started, the composition was already complete.
The layout was: Li Zhiyuan standing in the middle of the bottom of the painting, True Monarch Pu Du on the left, Sun Baishen sitting on the Lotus Platform on the right, with Li Zhiyuan looking upwards, eting a pair of faintly authoritative eyes.
This painting gathered all the key elents of the previous wave.
After washing up, Li Zhiyuan returned to the room, sat at the desk, and began writing the "Chasing Faraway Secret Scroll" to record this wave. After finishing it, he took out the "Walking River Behavior Regulations," not needing many changes, just adding a few insights. The emphasis was on whether, if Run Sheng and Tan Wenbin's situation didn't improve in ti, resulting in their side lacking combat strength, would the next wave's difficulty decrease.
He stopped writing, massaging his hand, as the rapid writing had caused so soreness.
Opening the wordless book to the second page, the cage for the monkey was still in the middle of the page, and five bars of the fence had now appeared.
You still have energy.
"Ti for breakfast!"
Aunt Liu's voice ca through.
Li Zhiyuan held Alii's hand as they went downstairs together.
Yingzi had arrived, bringing with her a bag of salted duck eggs and a big bowl of what was locally called "Caowutou" pickles.
Li Sanjiang looked at the salted duck eggs and asked, "Did you steal these from ho?"
Yingzi shook her head, "My mom asked to bring them, Little Yuanhou, hasn't he... co back."
Ultimately, Yingzi did not tell Li Sanjiang about Little Yuan having Hu Zi and Shitou bring her malt milk.
Li Sanjiang: "Sit down and have breakfast with us."
"No, I've already eaten at ho. I'm off to school."
After Yingzi left, Li Zhiyuan proactively told Li Sanjiang, "Yesterday, I had Hu Zi and the others bring Yingzi so supplents for ."
Li Sanjiang: "Hmm, Ying Hou is taking the college entrance exam, he does need brain supplents."
No matter what Li Zhiyuan did, the Grandmaster would understand and support him, never getting angry.
"Caowutou" is first pickled and then stead, with oil added before steaming. The raw material is alfalfa sprouts, tasting both salty and fragrant, making it perfect for congee.
After breakfast, Alii went upstairs to continue painting while Li Zhiyuan accompanied the Grandmaster for a walk. Then, he went to Big Beard's house to check on Run Sheng and Tan Wenbin's condition.
The peach blossoms in Run Sheng's pit were still "abundant," clearly not forgotten for replenishnt by the person under the Peach Forest.
Tan Wenbin's body was still very cold but no longer cold enough to cause frostbite to anyone touching him directly.
Both of their health were improving.
Descending the stairs, arriving at the open space, he happened to see Lin Shuyou, bare-chested save for a pair of shorts.
"Hiss..."
"Oh..."
"Whoa..."
Lin Shuyou was continuously sucking in cold air, striking poses one after another like a sculptural model.
It was painful.
His body was covered with large areas of black and red bruises, the result of intense cupping therapy.
But Lin Shuyou held back, refusing to cry out in agony in order to save face, using this thod to silently vent his pain.
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