History is always strikingly similar, and the cassia preaches all the laws, so that the world has the constraints of thought, and prevents the recurrence of things like witches.

But time flies, hundreds of nearly a thousand years have passed, ideas are linked to people, people are born and die, and most Taoist systems will naturally disappear in the past, and only a small number have been handed down.

And the eighteenth doppelganger of Cassia did not return to the Moon Palace, because after he spoke the Tao Te Ching in the Metaverse for the first time and told it to that little child.

An indescribable realization immediately rose in the heart of the Cassia Body of the Moon Palace, and the life force that had just been sorted out in the sea of consciousness churned again, and he was shocked to prevent the return of the last clone, allowing him to continue to stay in the Metaverse.

You must know that after the witch extermination, almost the entire world of human souls gathered here and turned into the power of life.

Now Cassia's strength has skyrocketed, but he still never expected this change to happen.

"There's really something about this ancestor's thing...... Is it a blessing or a curse?"

In the dark castle, Cassia muttered to himself, then closed his eyes, his mind calming the riot of the living force, while recalling the scripture over and over again.

And the last doppelganger, Cassia completely gave up the idea of recalling, temporarily cut off contact, and was prepared, and his eggs couldn't be put in one basket.

At the same time, he once again lowered the aura concentration of the Metaverse, and the improvement of human strength was limited again, but the way to ascend to the sky began to be full of bells and whistles, and in the past thousand years, there have been intermittent people who have ascended to the gate of heaven in various ways, and the sun has soared.

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Nearly a thousand years later, the entire Metaverse began to return to calm, not because of how many changes those Dharma ideas gave them, but because the strong defeated the weak, and naturally it was calm.

Today's two countries in the North Continent divide the world equally, leaving the dynasty and ending the dynasty, the two families are strong and strong, the monarch is virtuous and loyal, the land is full of capable people, and the people outside the country are continuous, and no one can help anyone.

The end is in the south, and the border is naturally indispensable to friction, and if there is friction, there will be death, and there will be orphans in the dead.

At this point, it is better to leave the court in the north than to the end of the dynasty, and if the generals there die on the battlefield, the court will send someone to take care of all the living needs of the family until the child is weak and mature.

But the Duan Dynasty is different, the horse leather shroud is a matter of course, the court will give the family a sum of money, and the rest will not care.

For example, in a mountain village on the border of Qiling County in the east, there is such a young man who receives his father's pension and has nothing to do every day.

As the name suggests, this place is mountainous, as long as it is a village, whether rich or poor, people in other places like to ridicule the phrase 'mountain village'.

Li Village, as the name suggests, is the surname of the village.

On this day, the sun was shining, and a seventeen-year-old young man who was three years away from reaching the weak crown walked out of the dilapidated yard of his house.

Looking at the sun in the sky, he stretched lazily, picked up the hoe from behind the door, and walked towards the cultivated field behind the village.

What kind of door to lock? The most valuable thing in their house is bricks and rotten tiles, whoever wants to steal it, what can life be worse?

The young man had grass roots in his mouth, and his eyes were half-open and half-closed, as if he had not woken up yet.

His name is Li Qinghe, which is the name given to him by his father, and his father's ardent hope that there will be a river in Qiling County.

But now his father can't even find his body, and he is buried with his mother in the field.

According to his father's words, even if he dies, he has to look at our family's one-third of an acre.

"Alas......"

Li Qinghe sighed, and when he passed by the grave, he respectfully put his hoe on the soil, thinking that the dead ghost father had been honest all his life and had been a farmer all his life, why was he dragged to the battlefield?

Where he will fight, he will take a hoe to plow the ground, maybe he can marry his mother, and use up all the luck in his life, after all, his mother is a famous beauty in ten miles and eight towns.

After finishing the soil, he stuck the grass roots in his mouth in front of the grave, "Eat, today's meal hasn't settled yet, you can deal with this first." ”

Yawned, Li Qinghe waved his hoe and began to take care of his family's one-acre and three-point land, the mountain land has no fertile soil, so it is really one acre and three points of land.

The palm-sized land was soon hoeed, and the land was barren and even grass did not want to grow long.

Looking up at the sun, Li Qinghe resisted the hoe again and walked towards the back mountain.

About half an hour, Li Qinghe used a hoe to pick up the branches and weeds, and came to a rock break.

Looking down from here, you can overlook the entire Li Village, and even other villages more than a dozen miles away, but it is just a vague shape.

He threw the hoe on the ground, with the grass in his mouth, sat on the ground, and then lay down.

This is the place he used to come to when he was a child, he used to be young, and it took more than an hour to climb here, and his father always beat him once he caught it because of the danger, but he still did not repent and ran away with pleasure.

In fact, he just likes the feeling of looking down from a high place, imagining himself flying in the sky like a bird, and the distant mountain mist is like a mother's hand, hazy.

But since he became sensible, he has never been here again, because he knows that his family still has farmland to take care of, and the family has no money for him to study, so he can only help his father share the farm work in the field and learn how to plow the land.

Lying on the rock break with sparse green grass, tilting his head to look at the name carved into the trunk of the tree when he was a child, he slowly closed his eyes, muttered his name in his mouth, and fell asleep.

Because only in this way can you temporarily endure hunger, and when it comes to the evening, you can go home and boil a pot of rice soup with a few grains of rice to satisfy your hunger.

It was not that he had no money, and his father's pension court gave him twenty taels of silver, but he was reluctant to use it, because he had never seen so much money.

"Li Qinghe ......"

"Li Qinghe ......"

"Li Qinghe! Wake up for the master!"

A slap slapped Li Qinghe's face, interrupting his snoring and opening his eyes in a daze.

"Dismissed?"

Li Qinghe rubbed his eyes, yawned, and sat up in protest with a gurgling stomach.

"The sun is almost setting, go home and cook rice soup. ”

"Li Qinghe! Stop for the master! What the hell can you do but sleep!"

He danced the hoe and raised his eyebrows lazily: "Ploughing the ground, I'm hungry if I don't sleep." ”

"Let's go, let's have dinner with the master!"

Before Li Qinghe could calm down, he was pulled away by the peer in a silk short coat in front of him.

His name is Li Chang'an, and he has the same name as the capital of the Duan Dynasty, how magnificent, he is the son of the only restaurant owner in the village, and he is very rich.

In fact, Li Village is not poor, the poor are only ordinary people, Li Village is really famous for the medicinal materials behind the mountain, but they are monopolized by a few large households.

After another half an hour, the two returned to the village and walked into the restaurant of Li Changan's house.

As soon as he took a step, Li Changan shouted at the top of his voice: "There are two people on the second floor, meat and wine!"

said that he went up to the second floor without looking back, and the owner of the counter looked relieved: "Ancestor, it's back." ”

Then he turned his head and said sternly to Xiao Er beside him: "Didn't you hear!

"Hey, yes, shopkeeper!"

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At a table by the window in the corner of the second floor, looking at the wine and meat, Li Changan hummed a little song and poured two glasses of wine, smiled and picked up a piece of goo meat and put it in his mouth.

"Hmm~ Today's chef is amazing, it's better than what he made yesterday. ”

"That's what you said yesterday......" Li Qinghe said silently while holding the dishes.

"You know what!" the chopsticks slammed into the bowl, "It's called state of mind, you know?

Li Qinghe shook his head and raised his glass, "What did Mr. say today?"

"The Analects. ”

"Didn't you tell it when you were seven years old?"

"Mr. said to learn from the old and learn the new, and I will talk about it again in ten years. ”

Li Qinghe nodded, feeling very reasonable.

Then after three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, the two were full of wine and food, Li Changan was drunk and sent home, and Li Qinghe took his notes back to his rotten house.

Before leaving, he had to give Li Qinghe ten taels of silver, saying that it was for him to eat, Li Qinghe wanted to refuse, but then he said:

"What the master has is money!"

Li Qinghe silently put away the silver and left the restaurant.

The two have known each other since they were seven years old, when Li Changan had just entered the school, and Li Changan had just learned to drink at that time.

Every time Li Changan would find Li Qinghe after school and teach him what his husband had taught.

But nine times out of ten, Li Changan will get drunk, and then Li Qinghe himself will take his notes home and read them all night.

He also wants to study, but he is poor.