Although the one sitting cross-legged on the ground was just a dirty little beggar, Mei Yingliang dared not show any disrespect.
Only ignorant ordinary people will fancy the appearance of the skin, and will make the mistake of judging people by their appearance.
?There is a sequence of hearing, and those who have mastered are teachers. In the cultivation world, everything depends on strength. As long as you are strong enough, even if you are just a yellow-haired kid, you are still some old seniors with white beards. However, the little beggar in front of him looks like a yellow-haired child. Maybe he is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, but he is just a rejuvenated Taoist.
The most important thing is, how should I put it, even though Mei Yingliang is a Taoist himself, he still can't help but want to curse in a low voice: Taoists are crazy! And the more powerful the ascetic, the more neurotic he is.
Mei Yingliang's sect, the Linqing Sect, is the largest monastic sect within a few hundred miles. Mei Yingliang is only an outer disciple because of her limited talent, but she is envied by many people.
When Mei Yingliang first started, she was still a teenager and had never seen much of the world. On the first day of entry, he saw with his own eyes an old beggar stealing his brother's purse. He stopped the old beggar right away, not only took the purse from him, but also scolded the old beggar sternly.
Then he was beaten to the ground by the angry old beggar without any power to fight back.
The senior brother also scolded him severely.
In the end, he was almost imprisoned for insulting the teacher.
That's right, the old beggar is an elder from the inner sect of their Linqing sect. He has profound Taoism, is straightforward and loyal, but has a small problem-he likes to pretend to be a beggar to beg for food and steal things at the same time. He was in a hurry, and he had a very good rule of stealing things, that is, he only stole for three days, and after three days he would return the things after he was satisfied.
Both the master and the disciples knew about his problem and ignored him. In order to win his favor, the disciple who was stolen would pretend not to know even if he knew that something had been stolen.
This was originally an unspoken rule of the Linqing faction, but at this moment, Mei Yingliang, a stunned young man, stabbed it out, no wonder the senior brother was so depressed that he scolded him.
At that time, Mei Yingliang naively thought that it was just the elder who was weird. Later, after he met the world, he realized that it wasn't the elder who was weird, but that the ascetics in the entire cultivation world were all crazy!
He has seen a female cultivator become a man on her wedding night just to taste the taste of a man. He has also seen a big guy who loves to run naked being chased and killed by his master for thousands of miles. He has also heard of a Taoist sect Dana shaved her head just to figure out how many hairs she had
Over time, Mei Yingliang realized it herself - the reason why he is a third-rate cultivator must be because he is too normal and not abnormal enough!
It's really a decline in the world, and people's hearts are not old. These days, monks don't have a few eccentricities, so they are too embarrassed to go out and brag about others.
Therefore, in Mei Yingliang's eyes, the painting style of the little beggar in front of him is too damn familiar, and this familiar neurotic painting style makes him feel very close.
Just now he heard with his own ears how this little beggar made an accurate statement. It was so straightforward, without any hypocrisy. He thought that his master didn't have the ability.
His master is the direct disciple of the master of Gewu Peak, one of the seven peaks of Linqing Sect. With his superb divination skills, he is well-known in the whole cultivation world and is regarded as the next peak master.
?They study the Wufeng branch to enter the Tao, calculate the heaven and the earth, calculate the people, calculate the rise and fall, investigate the poor principles of things, spy on the secrets of heaven, and finally achieve the Dao.
Although his master's calculations are accurate, he still needs to use divination tools or hand calculations, and it will take a certain amount of time.
But this little beggar is different. Mei Yingliang also observed it carefully. He didn't have any preparations for divination, and he didn't have any props. Not only did he accurately calculate the past of the two children, but he even predicted the future of the little fat man. Even the crimes that Fatty's father committed in the past are clearly counted.
This skill is not something ordinary monks can possess.
In his opinion, the person in front of him may be some rejuvenated old monster who came down to play, just like the crazy beggar elder of their Linqing sect. The boss is willing to pretend to be a beggar and beg for food to experience life. Call it an uncommon hobby.
Mei Yingliang was also very excited to see such a big shot with his own eyes. He happened to be in a predicament now, how could he know that it was not his chance that this big boss appeared here? Even if he just received a few words from the boss, it would be enough for him to benefit endlessly.
So he immediately came over to say hello and got close.
First of all, you must first know the sect of the big brother,He backed away slowly, and said with a dry smile, "Well, I still have something to do, so I'll go first, before little beggar."
Lejing:
Although everything the old man said before was very fantasy, Le Jing actually believed it a little bit.
After all, his eyes were particularly mysterious. At this moment, he was suddenly told that this is the world of cultivation, but he was relieved.
? Although I don¡¯t know what the old man has imagined in a short period of time, he will know everything about him as a senior for a while, and then suddenly change his words and want to run away. But Le Jing couldn't let him go easily.
? If you miss this insider, it will be a long time before he meets the next cultivator to figure out the world view.
"Aren't you looking for someone?" Le Jing narrowed his eyes, and barely saw a little blurry image from him (this is also a little image he barely saw from him after watching for a long time), "I may know where he is."
The person in front of him is a monk, so it can explain why he couldn't see the cause and effect in him just now. Even when he wanted to find someone, it was only when he got close that Le Jing didn't blink his eyes, and his eyes were sore, so he could barely see a little afterimage.
Mei Yingliang paused, and he showed an obviously excited expression, hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice: " What price do I have to pay?"
The boy stood up, clapped his hands, ran to him, grabbed his sleeve, looked up at him, and showed an innocent smile: "You treat me to dinner first, as for the price we will slowly explain."
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Some people secretly scold other ascetics for being crazy, aren¡¯t they also pretending to be magic sticks (pointing)
I¡¯m sorry to go to cram school tonight, and it¡¯s past nine o¡¯clock when I get home, plus Calvin, so this chapter is only finished now, sorry to keep you waiting_(:3¡¹¡Ï)_Thanks for voting for me Overlord ticket or little angel of irrigation nutrient solution~
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