Chapter 175: Change

The understanding of the culinary dao?

Lin Xing was stunned.

Damn it! Although I'm incredibly talented, how can you expect me to state my understanding of the culinary dao in such a short time? Is there any sense of decency? What, am I supposed to plagiarize Xiao Fan's "All things in heaven and earth can be made into dishes"?

No way! A gentleman never does such a thing unless it's a desperate situation.

Lin Xing pondered, pretending to be confident. In his mind, he replayed the old man's actions of stir-frying shredded potatoes one by one.

The old man's culinary dao was originally in a mess, full of struggles, hesitations, and uncertainties. It was really difficult to extract one's own understanding from it!

In fact, there were many understandings. However, none of them had anything to do with the culinary dao. Lin Xing found that his cultivation technique could perhaps be improved by drawing on the culinary dao; the artistic conception also seemed to have some connection with it; and there were all kinds of miscellaneous Daoist arts that could be integrated or modified according to some characteristics of the culinary dao... But damn it, Lin Xing couldn't see the slightest bit of the pure culinary dao!

In fact, cooking is just cooking. Why are there so many whys? Just take one step at a time. Do you really have to comprehend some mysterious things? Damn it!

Lin Xing was very indignant.

Old Man Zhou also said that although the future can be predicted to some extent, it cannot be fully grasped. When you're cooking, old man, if you suddenly sneeze or a bomb falls from the sky, wouldn't everything be interrupted? What is understanding? Even Comrade Xiao Fan's "All things in heaven and earth can be made into dishes" is full of loopholes!

Cooking is like life, unpredictable. Taking one step at a time is the key!

Lin Xing thought to himself.

But the old man seemed to be on the verge of dying. I can't let him die with regret!

Should I just tell him: My culinary dao is "stir-fry a bit and check a bit"?

That's too vulgar, isn't it?

Suddenly, Lin Xing was shocked as he thought of something!

Taking one step at a time!

Su Lingfeng also said that the world can change greatly, but the soul can live forever.

How many things are unchanging?

It seems that someone once said that life is like rape. If you can't change it, just adapt to it!

Cooking is actually the same. The heat, ingredients, and tableware can be changed, but things like sneezes and strong winds are unpredictable.

Take one step at a time.

Because various situations are unpredictable.

Cooking is a process of change.

Life is like cooking!

Changing and being changed.

Take one step at a time.

Constantly changing.

A successful change is a breakthrough and an improvement.

A failed change is an adaptation and a compromise.

All things are changing all the time! Once the dish is put in the pot, it starts to change! Countless choices ultimately determine oneself!

What is my own culinary dao?

Is it to adapt to those dishes? Or —— Lin Xing smiled.

Do I even need to think about this question? As a time traveler, how can I just passively endure!

Control all changes!

The changes of external things and my own changes!

The spiritual energy in Lin Xing's body suddenly started to flow. The transparent colorless spiritual energy became thicker and more refined, like water and like clouds, ever-changing and unpredictable.

The cultivation technique that had not made any progress finally advanced again! Lin Xing seemed to have understood something in his heart.

Before, he had been too 纠结于 the path of the cultivation technique, which was rather inferior.

The operation path was always just an appearance; the essence of a true Daoist art was not its path but its connotation and thought. Killing, tolerance, unyieldingness, and so on, all could be included.

And at present, Lin Xing seemed not to have determined it yet.

The Dao of Change.

Lin Xing found that this time he seemed to have comprehended something extraordinary!

Change, with countless variations.

Some artistic conceptions can be temporarily used to replace it! Killing, water, severing, connection, all of them can be used!

Or should I add them all together at once?

Lin Xing was a bit unsure and decided to put it aside for now.

"What, you... didn't expect it?" the old man said in a low voice.

"How could that be? If I can't comprehend it, who else can?" Lin Xing smiled arrogantly. A trace of transparent spiritual energy appeared on his fingers. Upon closer inspection, the golden, cyan, and black colors in it seemed to have faded a bit more. His new cultivation technique was one step closer to completion.

However, the closer he got to completion, the more confused Lin Xing became. Because his cultivation technique had already deviated far from several Daoist arts. The levels of Yuqing and Shangqing could no longer be used to classify it. He could only estimate his own strength.

A suction force was generated, similar to the suction force of the Bloodthirsty Bead. Lin Xing burned hundreds of shredded potatoes in the air, and the flames in his palm kept changing.

Hundreds of shredded potatoes emitted hundreds of different flavors and shapes, but each one was under Lin Xing's control.

"My culinary dao is the Dao of Change!"

Lin Xing said proudly.

Change, what a broad word. Damn it, it's so powerful!

"The Dao of Change?" The old man smiled with relief, looking very content. "I didn't expect that you would reach this step. I just wanted to ask you about your understanding of the culinary dao, but unexpectedly, hehe."

Lin Xing was stunned. Damn it! I was misled by the preconceived concept of Xiao Fan before! The old man didn't ask me such a profound question at all!

However, I'm really lucky!

Controlling all changes! How awesome! It seems to be related to every Daoist art of mine. Damn it!

The old man shook his head. There was a trace of sadness in his eyes that was hard to detect. He looked at the pedestrians on the street, reluctant to part.

He was still struggling after all.

"Alas, change is good, but young friend, remember, all changes must be under your own control!"

"Don't worry, old man. I'm smart. There's no problem!" Lin Xing said confidently. He seemed to have heard something similar to the old man's words somewhere before.

"Alright, I... I'm almost ready to go." The old man slowly walked to the window and stared at the city that he had sacrificed his life to protect.

"I still don't know if I would save them if I could do it all over again."

"If I could live my life again, would I still follow the path of fame and fortune?"

Lin Xing didn't answer. An old man who had been confused all his life was still struggling before he died.

Living in confusion and struggling in confusion.

"Perhaps I'm just a person with an unsteady belief."

The mark on the old man's hand gradually faded, so much so that it was almost invisible. His old voice was as faint as a wisp of silk. In Lin Xing's perception, his heartbeat was very slow, very slow.

The bustling traffic on the street was a result of the old man's efforts without intention.

He himself didn't know what he had been living for until now.

But does a confused life have no meaning?

Lin Xing stepped forward and supported the old man's aged body, feeling a bit melancholy.

"Old man, whether you've been groping around or you've been involuntarily driven, at least you've struggled, hesitated, and strived. Look, the prosperity on this street is the trace of your existence. Without you, they wouldn't be here."

Lin Xing looked at the street and gained some insights. His own past also unfolded before his eyes one by one. Come to think of it, this old man was quite similar to him.

"Struggling and being confused are not necessarily wrong. Having a firm belief is not necessarily right either."

The old man's cloudy eyes glowed with a faint light as he looked at Lin Xing. Lin Xing slowly stretched out his hand and pointed towards the distant sky, where the clouds were churning and changing unpredictably.

"Look, the world is full of uncertainties, and everything is changing. What seems right today may be wrong tomorrow. The path that one thinks is right may be seen as a wrong path by others. What in the world is unchanging? Others say you're utilitarian, but why can't it be that she's indifferent? You've struggled repeatedly, but aren't other people just stubborn and inflexible? What truly determines the meaning of your life is not these superficial things."

"Old man! Your struggles and your confusions are actually the battles of your beliefs and the proof of your rise! Isn't your life colorful precisely because of this?"

"You don't need to feel disappointed or regretful! Your life is great!"

"You're amazing for struggling to save them!"

The old man slowly closed his eyes. It was unclear whether he had heard Lin Xing's words or not. A great chef passed away just like that.

The setting sun cast a lingering glow.