I rely on talking to brush the copy

Although the person sitting cross-legged on the ground was just a dirty little beggar, Mei Yanliang did not dare to show any disrespect.

Only ignorant mortals would focus on the appearance of the skin and make the mistake of judging people by appearance.

There are different levels of enlightenment, and the one who is more knowledgeable is the teacher. In the world of cultivation, everything depends on strength. As long as you are strong enough, even if you are just a yellow-haired child, you can still be a senior with white beards. However, the little beggar in front of him looks like a yellow-haired child, but maybe he is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, but he has become young through cultivation.

The most important thing is, how to say it, although Mei Yanliang himself is a cultivator, he still can't help but want to curse in a low voice: cultivators are crazy! And the more powerful the cultivator, the more crazy they are.

The Linqing Sect where Mei Yanliang is located is the largest cultivation sect within a few hundred miles. Because of his limited talent, Mei Yanliang is only an outer disciple, but if you say this, you don't know how many people will envy him.

When Mei Yanliang first joined the sect, he was also a teenager who had not seen much of the world. On the first day of joining the sect, he saw an old beggar steal his senior brother's purse. He immediately stopped the old beggar, not only took the purse from him, but also scolded the old beggar.

Then he was beaten down by the angry old beggar without any ability to fight back.

His senior brother also scolded him severely.

In the end, he was almost put in solitary confinement for insulting his master.

That's right, the old beggar is an elder of their Linqing sect's inner sect. He has profound Taoism and is straightforward and loyal. However, he has a big problem - he likes to pretend to be a beggar to beg for food and steal things. He gets anxious if he doesn't steal for a day. Moreover, he steals things very regularly, that is, he only steals for three days. After three days, he will return the things when he is satisfied.

The head and the disciples all know his problem, but they don't care about him. In order to improve his favor, the disciples who were stolen will pretend not to know even if they know that their things have been stolen.

This was originally an unspoken rule in the Linqing Sect, but it was exposed by Mei Yanliang, a young man. No wonder his senior brother was so depressed that he scolded him.

Mei Yanliang naively thought that it was just the elder who was weird. Later, when he saw the world, he found that it was not the elder who was weird, but the cultivators in the entire cultivation world were all a bunch of psychopaths!

He had seen a female cultivator turn into a man on her wedding night just to taste the taste of having sex with a man, and he had also seen a big man who loved streaking being chased by his master for thousands of miles. He also heard that a Taoist master shaved his head just to find out how many hairs he had...

Over time, Mei Yanliang himself realized that the reason why he was a third-rate cultivator must be because he was too normal and not perverted enough!

The world is really going downhill, and people's hearts are not as good as before. These days, cultivators are embarrassed to go out and brag to others if they don't have a few quirks.

So in Mei Linliang's eyes, the style of the little beggar in front of him was too damn familiar, and this familiar neurotic style made him feel very close.

Just now, he heard with his own ears how this little beggar was so accurate in what he said. It was really iron-clad and not a bit false. He thought that his master didn't have this ability.

His master was the direct disciple of the master of the Gewu Peak, one of the seven peaks of their Linqing Sect. With his superb divination skills, he was well-known in the whole cultivation world and was regarded as the next peak master.

Their Gewu Peak branch used calculations to enter the Tao, calculate the world, calculate the people, calculate the rise and fall, study the things and explore the truth, and finally achieve the Tao.

Although his master was accurate in calculations, he also needed to use divination tools or hand gestures, and it also took a certain amount of time.

But this little beggar was different. Mei Yanliang had also observed carefully. He had no preparations for divination and no props. He not only predicted the past of the two children, but also the future of the little fat boy. He even calculated the sins committed by the little fat boy's father in the past.

This skill is not something that ordinary cultivators can possess.

In his opinion, the man in front of him might be an old monster who had rejuvenated and came to play on earth, just like the psychotic beggar elder of their Linqing Sect. The boss was just happy to pretend to be a beggar to beg for food to experience life. Maybe this is what is called an extraordinary hobby.

Mei Yanliang was also very excited to see such a boss in person. He was in a dilemma now. How could he know that this boss's appearance here was not his opportunity? Even if he only received a few pointers from the boss, it would be enough for him to benefit endlessly.

So he came over to say hello and get close to him.

First of all, you have to know the master's sect first, so that you can find a topic to talk about the master's lineage to get close to him.

After he asked the question, he paused for a few seconds and found that the master not only did not speak, but also looked at him with a strange look.

He thought for a few seconds, and suddenly realized, and then silently reviewed his opening remarks. It was too unqualified. He did not introduce his master's origin. It was really too rash and abrupt.

So he hurriedly made amends: "Junior Mei Yanliang is an outer disciple of Linqing Sect. My master is Nanfeng Zhenren of Gewu Peak. This time I came to the world to cut off the worldly ties, but I didn't expect to meet you by chance. I was impressed for a while, so I came up to say hello rashly. I hope you don't blame me."

Cutting off the fate of the world is the most critical and important step for a monk to practice Taoism. Only by completely cutting off the cause and effect of the world of mortals can we pursue the great road without distractions. If you can cross this step, your cultivation will be smooth sailing in the future, not to mention rapid progress. However, if you cannot cross it, you will have inner demons and have no chance of being on the great road.

The way to cut off the fate is very simple, that is to end all the causes and effects you have in the mortal world. The kindness given to you by your parents, friends, husband and wife must be repaid one by one, and all ties with this mortal world must be completely cut off. Only in this way can it be called the end of the world.

Mei Yiliang is now in trouble. He once received kindness from a friend in the past, but now he can't find a friend anywhere and can't repay the kindness. If this continues, his earthly ties will not be completely cut off, and he will definitely become a demon in the future.

So when he saw this big man who was such an accurate fortune teller, he felt happy for a moment and thought about whether he could get him to help him figure out the whereabouts of his friends.

After listening to all his introductions, the boss looked at him with an increasingly strange look. He paused for a few seconds and then asked slowly: "...you said you came down to earth to cut off the fate of the world? Are you an immortal?" "

Mei Yingliang laughed dryly: "Senior, I was joking, I'm just building the foundation."

"Does that mean you are a cultivator?"

Mei Yingliang braced himself to meet those ghostly eyes and nodded hesitantly.

The boy thought for a few seconds and made an unexpected request: "Proof, show me proof that you are a cultivator."

No matter how slow Mei Yingliang was, he still felt something strange now.

In fact, by now, he already felt that he was a little too reckless.

He just arbitrarily believed that the big brother came down to earth to experience life, but he ignored a bigger possibility - the big brother probably came down to earth to cultivate and enter the world.

Entering the world is also called crossing the mortal world. The emphasis is on entering the mortal world and understanding the mortal world, so that you can forget the mortal world. Finally, breaking through the mortal world, cutting off the cause and effect, reaching the state of transformation, and gaining infinite freedom and ease. Compared with Du Hongchen, Zhanchen Yuan is particularly simple and easy to understand.

Although the Linqing sect does not practice worldliness, some sects do. The most representative ones are Fahua Temple and Tiandao Sect. The former practices Mahayana Buddhism and has the great aspiration to save all sentient beings, while the latter practices The Tao of ruthlessness emphasizes that only when you are deeply in love can you forget your love.

Those who cultivate the world are usually foundation-building monks, while those who cultivate the world are old monsters. They hope to find another way through the world of mortals to seek opportunities to improve their realm and ascend as soon as possible.

The temperament of any old monster is inseparable from the four words "weird and weird". Among them, the old monster who practices worldliness has the weirdest temperament and behavior. In layman's terms, it is more insane.

It is said that there was a senior swordsman in the Tiandao Sect who traveled around the mortal world in order to cross the world of mortals. He forged free swords and gave them to the people. Then he would replace the old swords with new ones in the next year. This cycle started over and over again. It lasted for ten years and collected ten swords. Ten thousand swords. In those ten years, he did not touch the sword once.

Ten years later, he set a fire in the sword tomb containing the 100,000 iron swords. The fire burned for three days and three nights before it was extinguished. Then, out of the endless ashes, a divine sword radiating with precious light was born. Come, the sword light is clear and cold, hundreds of beasts flee, and hundreds of ghosts retreat, which is called "cutting the world of mortals".

Later, the sword cultivator became a swordsman. His sword cuts through the world of mortals and cuts off cause and effect.

That’s why people laugh and say that the shortcut to crossing the world of mortals is: “Pretend to be a god, act like a ghost, pretend to be crazy, act like a fool.”

In this way, why does this big boss pretend to be a beggar here and ask a series of strange questions and have the answers.

Maybe this big shot’s mission in the world of mortals is to act like a beggar and pretend to be crazy! If he rashly reveals the identity of his senior this time, it is likely to ruin the other party's spiritual practice. If the boss gets angry, his life may be lost here!

When he thought that he had been so stupid just now and told this senior his name, master, and inheritance, Mei Jingliang felt his eyes darken. Now it was better, he couldn't even run away!

So that's the only way now!

"I'm a lunatic. I was talking nonsense just now. Cultivators don't exist. Don't believe it. Don't believe it." Mei Yongliang slowly backed away and said with a dry smile: "Well, I have something else to do. I'll go first. Let’s go, ex…little beggar.”

Le Jing:……

Although everything the old man said before was very fantasy, Le Jing actually believed it.

After all, his eyes were extremely mysterious, but when they suddenly told him that this was the world of cultivation, he felt relieved.

Although I don’t know what the old man was thinking about in such a short period of time. One moment he treated him as a senior and knew everything, and the next moment he suddenly changed his mind and wanted to run away. But Le Jing couldn't let him go easily.

If he misses this insider, it will be a long time before he meets the next cultivator and understands the world view.

"...Aren't you looking for someone?" Le Jing squinted his eyes and managed to see some blurry images from him (this was also the only image he could barely see from him after looking at him for a long time), "Maybe I Know where he is."

The man in front of him was a monk, which could explain why he couldn't see the cause and effect on him just now. Even when he wanted to find someone, he just got closer and Le Jing didn't blink, his eyes were sore from looking at him, and he could barely make out some residual images.

Mei Yiliang paused, showing an obviously heart-beating 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 smiled innocently: "You buy me a meal first, as for the price... we'll talk about it later."

The author has something to say:

Some people secretly call other ascetics crazy, but aren't they also charlatans who pretend to be gods (pointing and talking)