Back home, Su Chan found that although Li Yundong had been talking and laughing with himself, there was always a gloomy look between his eyebrows when talking.

She couldn't help asking, "Yundong, what's the matter with you?"

Li Yundong smiled and said, "nothing."

Su Chan shook her head and said, "no, you've been frowning since you came back today. Did that person say something to you privately today?"

Li Yundong didn't want to tell Su Chan, an innocent girl, these annoying things. He smiled and said, "don't think about things that don't exist."

Su chanding looked at Li Yundong. She took Li Yundong's hand and said seriously, "Yundong, you are my Taoist companion now. You are the one I can entrust my life to, and you can entrust my life to me. I hope you can tell me what you have in the future, okay?"

Li Yundong's heart was warm. He stroked the little girl's cheek with his hand and said with a smile: "I'm used to your heartless appearance on weekdays. You're suddenly so considerate. I'm not used to it!"

Su Chan said angrily, "I usually have no heart and no lung!"

Li Yundong laughed. He smiled for a while and told Su Chan the dialogue between Secretary Liu and him. After that, he sighed: "as the saying goes, the people don't fight with the officials. Although I said cruel words at that time, I still play drums in my heart."

Su Chan said with a smile, "this thing? Why do I think it's a terrible thing?"

Li Yundong glared at her: "it's not big to offend senior officials?"

Su Chan said with a smile, "now you can be said to be half a practitioner. When you succeed in building a foundation, you will be an out and out practitioner! Do you know what a practitioner is?"

Li Yundong thought for a moment and said, "do you mean someone who practices the art of truth?"

Su Chan said, "you can say so, but you can't say so."

Li Yundong shook his head in bewilderment.

Su Chan explained: "the so-called practitioners refer to those who practice hard in a specific Taoist industry, not necessarily the art of truth cultivation. The medicine King Sun Simiao is also a practitioner, but he does not practice the art of changing the world, but the art of healing people who live and die and have flesh and bones."

Li Yundong asked curiously, "is Sun Simiao really an immortal?"

Su Chan nodded and said, "in the Tang Dynasty, he has entered the Tao from medicine and achieved great success in practice. He can be called an overhaul pedestrian. After a hundred years, he will become an immortal on the other side. However, the people of all dynasties spontaneously worship him, so that he does not want to become a God, but also a god!"

Hearing this, Li Yundong suddenly said, "you mean: people think you are God, you are God?"

Su Chan said, "as the saying goes, people fight for one breath and Buddha fight for one incense. What does this mean..."

Su Chan was about to explain. Li Yundong's eyes lit up and couldn't help but rush to say, "I know, the person you said is fighting for a breath, which must be the real yuan Qi practiced by the practitioner. Without this tone, the person will be weak, and with more tone, the person will be strong!"