Under One Person: Starting with the Dual Cultivation of Body and Soul.

If you don't feel embarrassed, then it's others who feel embarrassed.

"Alright, I'll go with you."

Li Chang'an agreed.

Upon hearing this, Lu Lin felt a great sense of relief. With his senior brother backing him up, he felt much more at ease.

Lu Lin didn't linger and happily said goodbye and left.

Watching Lu Lin's figure disappear at the courtyard gate, Li Chang'an turned around, went back into the house, ate the food that had been brought to him, tidied up briefly, and then continued his meditation.

As evening approached, Lu Lin arrived on time.

He changed into a pure black short-sleeved shirt and black casual pants, dressed entirely in black.

Li Chang'an was still wearing that loose-fitting white Sanyi robe, as white as snow.

The two people, one in black and one in white, create a striking visual contrast.

After leaving the Lu family compound, the two took a car to the train station.

The current train station still retains its old-fashioned appearance. It is an old station building built in 1982, with upturned eaves and white and green tiles on the exterior walls, which are already somewhat mottled.

However, the economy is currently booming, and large numbers of high-rise buildings are springing up around the area. Everywhere is being demolished and new buildings are being constructed, and the station is no exception. Half of it is surrounded by green netting and scaffolding, and it is in a phase of renovation and operation at the same time.

The car stopped at the edge of the square, and Li Chang'an and Lu Lin got out.

The station square was bustling with people at that moment.

Steam rose from the roadside cart selling tea eggs, travelers carrying burlap sacks hurried by, and the loudspeaker above announced train schedules.

In the distance, the train's whistle echoed dully on the tracks.

Li Chang'an and Lu Lin stood at the exit, like two magnets, instantly attracting a lot of attention.

Lu Lin's slightly wavy, center-parted textured hairstyle, his tall and upright figure, and the dark circles under his eyes from years of training and studying in shifts gave him a faint melancholy air.

This slightly decadent and melancholic temperament perfectly matches the current aesthetic, giving off a similar vibe to the recently viral "Brother Sharp," but a high-end version of Brother Sharp.

In the past, when Lu Lin walked down the street, she would not only attract a lot of attention, but some bold girls would even come up to her and ask for her contact information.

Lu Lin wasn't good at handling these kinds of situations, so she could only keep a straight face and use aloofness to cover up her unease.

But today, when he went out with Li Chang'an, he had no such worries at all, and he felt very at ease.

Because most of the attention was stolen by Li Chang'an.

White hair, no matter the era, is unique.

In particular, Li Chang'an's white hair was full of vitality, with a shimmering luster, and was by no means the inferior, dry, yellowish-white color produced by hair dye.

Her waist-length hair cascaded down like frost and snow. Standing there, she didn't look like a real person, but rather like an immortal who had stepped out of a painting, exuding an inhuman aura inside and out.

This inhuman feeling made some of the girls who wanted to get to know them hesitant to approach, and they could only observe from a distance and whisper among themselves.

The two stood at the exit.

Li Chang'an stood ramrod straight, his white hair reaching his waist, his eyes calm as still water.

Lu Lin put one hand in her pocket, moved her ankle slightly, and glanced into the exit passage every now and then.

The train slowly pulled into the station.

A flow of people began to emerge from the exit passage.

A small head with pink hair popped out from the bustling crowd.

It was Lu Linglong.

Several years have passed, and the little bean sprout has grown into a graceful young lady.

Her long pink hair swayed in the wind like a lively little flag.

Lu Linglong, standing in the crowd, wore a bright yellow short-sleeved shirt and carried a bulging backpack. Her naturally rosy cheeks were made even redder by the heat, making her eyes appear exceptionally bright.

She spotted Li Chang'an and Lu Lin immediately; they were so eye-catching that it was impossible not to see them.

Lu Linglong immediately stood on tiptoe, raised her arms high, and waved them vigorously.

"Big Cousin!"

"Brother Chang'an!"

Li Chang'an turned his head, and in his vision, the crowd became a blurry background, with only Lu Linglong's figure clearly visible.

This is the result of his habitual introspection over the years.

He deliberately suppressed his external perceptions.

When you do something, do it wholeheartedly.

When you look at an object, look at it attentively.

If you are distracted by other people and things around you while doing something, you will undoubtedly have many distracting thoughts and will not be able to concentrate or be focused.

This kind of undivided focus is something that only practitioners with extremely high levels of spiritual cultivation can achieve.

However, this also has its drawbacks.

That is, it is easy to overlook other people and things around you, and it is also easy to overlook the conspiracies and tricks against you.

This can be said to be a common problem among the strong.

That's how the old Celestial Master was. Back then, the very old Celestial Master criticized him a lot, saying that he was an arrogant lion who could never see the malice around him, nor could he see the little tricks his junior brothers made to catch up with him.

Li Chang'an is the same now; when he looks at Lu Linglong, he only sees Lu Linglong.

But Lu Lin was different. When he saw Lu Linglong, he also noticed the two people following behind her.

There were two girls.

A tall, slender woman with long, straight black hair and black-rimmed glasses had her eyes darting rapidly between Lu Lin and Li Chang'an behind the lenses.

The other one was slightly shorter, with short, light purple hair and a round, baby-faced appearance.

At that moment, she was staring intently in the direction of the two of them, her mouth slightly open, lost in thought.

Fortunately, there were only two friends. Lu Lin breathed a slight sigh of relief and then went to greet Lu Linglong with Li Chang'an.

Lu Linglong, carrying large and small bags, rushed over and circled around Li Chang'an, her eyes wide open, looking him up and down, and letting out a series of exclamations.

Chapter 67 Lu Linglong's Gift

"Brother Chang'an, what's going on?"

"My God, I almost thought I had mistaken someone for someone else."

"Tsk tsk tsk, this image, this aura, I almost don't recognize myself!"

"Tell me the truth, did you sneak out of some fantasy drama?"

As she spoke, Lu Linglong reached out her curious little hand and stroked Li Chang'an's white hair.

The touch from my fingertips was incredibly smooth.

"Wow! This is incredible! Brother Chang'an, your hair is even smoother than the hair of all my classmates who have used expensive hair masks!"

Lu Linglong reached out and poked Li Chang'an's cheek again. The touch was cool and delicate, which made her feel jealous. His skin was even better than hers.

She tried to pinch Li Chang'an's cheek, but Li Chang'an slapped her away.

“If you do it again, I’ll roll your head into dough,” Li Chang’an threatened.

Lu Linglong shrank her neck and muttered softly, "Be gentler with your dear sister. If you're so fierce, I'm going to tell Grandpa on you."

Although he made some harsh remarks, Lu Linglong knew in her heart that Brother Chang'an never lied, so she immediately changed her target.

She then turned to pinch Lu Lin's cheek and said with a grin:

"Big brother, after Brother Chang'an cultivated to the first level of Reverse Life, he knew to maintain this ethereal state. Why don't you learn from him?"

"I think you'd be way more handsome with white hair than you are now. Quickly transform yourself for your dear sister to see!"

Lu Linglong urged, "Cheer up, don't lose points, don't let Brother Chang'an outdo you."

"That won't do!"

Lu Lin shook her head helplessly: "The reverse life state is detrimental to the mind and spirit. If I maintain it for a long time, it will make me feel upset and confused."

"At that time, let alone cultivation, I won't even be able to read textbooks. I'm really not suited to maintain that state for a long time like Senior Brother Chang'an."

Lu Lin had tried to emulate Li Chang'an before, but he gave up after persisting for a while.

Lu Linglong was taken aback. She turned to look at Li Chang'an and asked with some concern:

"Brother Chang'an, is maintaining this state really going to make you irritable and easily angered? Are you very irritable right now?"

Li Chang'an nodded seriously: "That's right, so you'd better be careful and don't mess with me."

Lu Linglong stuck out her tongue and made a funny face at Li Chang'an.

At this moment, Lu Lin naturally took the bag from Lu Linglong's hand.

He weighed it in his hand and casually asked:

"What kind of things did you bring all this way?"

Lu Linglong chuckled and said mysteriously:

“These are the most authentic and delicious things in the capital. I thought you probably haven’t tried them before, so I brought them back for you to try.”

"Authentic delicacies from the capital?" Li Chang'an glanced at the bulging bag that looked like it was about to burst, and said, "It's not like it's something like fermented mung bean juice, is it?"

Lu Linglong looked at Li Chang'an in surprise. She did bring douzhi (fermented mung bean juice), but how did Brother Chang'an know?

"Ta-da! This is it!"

She pulled a thermos from her bag, shook it in her hand, and gave a sly smile:

"This is authentic Beijing flavor. I specially went to the oldest shop to get it to go."

"When I was studying in Beijing, I drank this every morning. It was so refreshing. It not only cuts through the greasiness of food, but it's also good for the stomach."

"I bet you've never tried this before, so I brought it all the way here for you. When you get back, be sure to drink plenty of it, and don't let my good intentions go to waste."

She spoke with great enthusiasm, her eyes darting around, and the corners of her mouth unable to suppress their upward curve, like a fox stealing a chicken.

In this day and age, although the internet has emerged, smartphones are not yet widespread, and the flavors of local specialties like douzhi (fermented mung bean juice) and West Lake vinegar fish are not yet widely known.

When people hear these names, their first reaction is that they know the local flavors are authentic and worth trying.

Lu Lin fell for it as expected, and said with a smile:

"Linglong is so thoughtful to bring this all the way. I will definitely try it when I get back."

Seeing the fermented mung bean juice, Li Chang'an knew Lu Linglong was up to no good and said:

"It's a pity, I'm currently fasting. I should save this good stuff for Lu Lin to drink more of."

Lu Lin looked at him with a puzzled expression:

"Senior Brother Chang'an, when did you start fasting? Didn't I bring you lunch?"

Li Chang'an said without batting an eye, "I decided to fast after lunch."

Lu Lin gave a thoughtful "Oh".

Lu Linglong glanced at Li Chang'an with some surprise, wondering to herself: Why does it feel like he's seen through me?

That can't be right. Brother Chang'an has never been to the capital, so he shouldn't have ever eaten douzhi (fermented mung bean juice).

While the three were talking, Lu Linglong's two girlfriends stood about ten meters behind them, huddled together, whispering to each other.

"Holy crap, Flower, did you notice? Linglong's white-haired brother is just...unbelievable..."

The shorter, purple-haired girl whispered, "He's so handsome, devastatingly handsome!"

"Read more books, read more books! What do you mean by 'utterly tragic'? Can't you even use a metaphor?"

The tall, dark-haired girl next to her adjusted her glasses and said softly:

"But you're right, he really is very handsome, almost unbelievably handsome..."

She paused at this point.

"Doesn't look like what?"