Even though the person sitting cross-legged on the ground was just a dirty little beggar, Mei Yingliang did not dare to show the slightest disrespect.

Only ignorant people focus on appearance and make the mistake of judging people by their appearance.

There are different levels of enlightenment, and the one who is more advanced is the teacher. In the world of cultivation, everything is based 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 he may be an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, but he has regained his youth through cultivation.

The most important thing is, how should I put it, even though Mei Yingliang himself is a monk, he still couldn't help but want to curse quietly: Monks are crazy! And the more powerful the monks are, the more crazy they are.

The Linqing Sect where Mei Yingliang belongs is the largest sect of Taoism within a few hundred miles. Due to his limited talent, Mei Yingliang is only an outer disciple, but once this is made known to others, countless people will envy him.

When Mei Yingliang first joined the sect, he was a teenager who had never seen much of the world. On his first day, he saw an old beggar steal his fellow monk's purse. He immediately stopped the old beggar, not only snatched the purse from him, but also scolded the old beggar.

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

The senior brother also scolded him harshly.

Finally, he was almost put in solitary confinement for insulting his teacher.

That's right. The old beggar was an elder from the inner sect of their Linqing sect. He had profound Taoist knowledge, was straightforward and loyal, but he had a not-so-small flaw - he liked to pretend to be a beggar to beg for food and steal things. He would get anxious if he didn't steal for a day. He also had a strict rule when stealing things. He would only steal for three days. After three days, he would return the things after he had satisfied his desire.

The master and his disciples all knew about his problem, but they didn't care. In order to win his favor, the disciples whose things were stolen would pretend not to know even if they knew their things were stolen.

This was an unspoken rule among the Linqing sect, but it was exposed by the young and foolish Mei Yingliang. No wonder the senior brother was so depressed that he scolded him.

At that time, Mei Yingliang naively thought that only the elder was weird. Later, after he saw the world, he found out that it was not the elder who was weird, but all the cultivators in the entire cultivation world were a bunch of lunatics!

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

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

The world is really going downhill and people's hearts are no longer the same as they used to be. Nowadays, monks would be too embarrassed to go out and brag to others if they don't have some quirks.

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

He had just heard with his own ears how this little beggar's words were so accurate. They were so precise and without any falsehood. He thought that even his master didn't have such ability.

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

Their branch at Gewu Peak uses calculations to enter the Tao, calculate the heaven and earth, calculate the people, calculate the rise and fall, study things to explore the truth, spy on the secrets of heaven, and finally achieve the great way.

Although his master's predictions were accurate, he still needed the help of divination tools or hand gestures, and it also took a certain amount of time.

But this little beggar was different. Mei Yingliang had also observed him 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 fat boy. He even predicted the sins committed by the fat boy's father in the past.

This level of skill is not something that ordinary cultivators can possess.

In his opinion, the person in front of him might be some old monster who had regained his youth and came down to earth to play, just like the neurotic beggar elder of their Linqing sect. The boss just liked to pretend to be a beggar to beg for food and experience life. Perhaps this is what is called an extraordinary hobby.

Mei Yingliang was also very excited to see such a big boss in person. He was in a difficult situation right now, so how could he know that this big boss's appearance here was not his chance? Even if he only received a few pointers from the big boss, it would be enough for him to benefit endlessly.

So he immediately came over to say hello and try to get close to her.

First of all, you have to know the boss's sect first, so that you can find topics to talk about the sect's lineage and try to get close to him.

After he asked the question, he paused for a few seconds and found that the boss not only did not speak, but was looking at him with strange eyes.

He thought for a few seconds, then suddenly realized what was going on. He then silently reflected on his inadequate opening remarks, saying that he had not even introduced his master, which was really too rash and abrupt.

So he hurriedly made amends, "I am Mei Yingliang, an outer disciple of the Linqing Sect, and I am a disciple of Nanfeng Zhenren of Gewu Peak. I came down to the mortal world this time to sever my worldly ties, but I didn't expect to meet you by chance. I was so impressed that I rashly came up to say hello. I hope you won't blame me."

Cutting off worldly ties is the most critical and important step for a cultivator to cultivate the Tao. Only by completely cutting off the cause and effect of the worldly world can one pursue the Tao without distractions. If this step is taken, the future cultivation will not only advance by leaps and bounds, but will also be smooth sailing. However, if this step is not taken, demons will arise in the heart and there will be no chance for the Tao.

The method of cutting off worldly ties is very simple, which is to end all your karma in the mortal world. You must repay the kindness given to you by your parents, friends, spouse, etc., and cut off all ties with this mortal world. Only in this way can you be called a cut off worldly ties.

Mei Yingliang is in a dilemma now. He once received a favor from a friend, but now he can't find his friend anywhere and can't repay the favor. If this continues, his worldly ties will not be completely severed, and it will become a demon in his heart in the future.

So when he saw this fortune teller who was so accurate, he was excited and thought about whether he could get close to him and ask him to help him predict the whereabouts of his friend.

But after listening to all his introductions, the boss looked at him more and more strangely. He paused for a few seconds before slowly asking, "...You said you came down to earth to sever your earthly ties? Are you an immortal?"

Mei Yingliang laughed dryly: "Senior, you are joking. I have only just established my foundation."

"So you are a cultivator?"

Mei Yingliang gritted her teeth and met those ghostly eyes, then nodded hesitantly.

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

No matter how slow Mei Yingliang was, she could sense something was wrong.

In fact, up to now, he already felt that he was a little too rash.

He just arbitrarily thought that the big boss had come down to earth to experience life, but he overlooked a greater possibility - the big boss might have come down to earth to cultivate himself.

Entering the world is also called crossing the red dust. It is about entering the red dust, knowing the red dust, and then forgetting the red dust. Finally, breaking through the red dust, cutting off the cause and effect, reaching the state of perfection, and gaining infinite freedom. Compared with crossing the red dust, cutting off the relationship with the world seems particularly simple and easy to understand.

Although their Linqing School does not practice worldly affairs, some sects do. The most representative of these are the Fahua Temple and the Tiandao Sect. The former practices Mahayana Buddhism and makes a great wish to save all sentient beings, while the latter practices the way of ruthlessness and emphasizes that only by entering into emotions can one forget about them.

Those who cultivate to leave the world are generally foundation-building cultivators, while those who cultivate to enter the secular world are mostly old monsters who have been through a lot. They hope to find another way out of the mortal world to seek opportunities to improve their realm and ascend to heaven as soon as possible.

All old monsters have tempers that can be described as strange and bizarre. Among them, the old monsters who practice cultivation and enter the world have the strangest tempers and behaviors. In layman's terms, they are more insane.

It is said that there was a sword master in the Tiandao Sect who, in order to transcend the mortal world, traveled around the mortal world, forged swords for free and gave them to the people. Then he would replace the old swords with new ones the next year. This cycle lasted for ten years and he collected 100,000 swords. During those ten years, he did not touch a sword once.

Ten years later, he started a fire in the sword tomb where the 100,000 iron swords were placed. The fire burned for three days and three nights before it was extinguished. Then, from the endless ashes, a divine sword shining with precious light emerged. The sword light was so clear that all beasts fled and all ghosts retreated. It was named "Zhan Hongchen".

Later, the sword cultivator became a sword immortal. His sword cut through the mortal world and severed cause and effect.

That’s why people joke that the shortcut to escaping the secular world is to “play tricks, act crazy and act stupid.”

So, we have the answer to why this big guy pretended to be a beggar here and asked a series of strange questions.

Maybe this boss's mission in the mortal world is to play the role of a beggar and act crazy! If he rashly reveals his senior's identity this time, it is very likely to ruin the other party's worldly practice. If the boss gets angry, his life may be lost here!

When Mei Yingliang thought about how he had foolishly told this senior his name, teacher and other details, he felt a black screen in front of his eyes. Now he couldn't run away!

So that’s the only way now!

"I'm a lunatic. I was just talking nonsense. There's no such thing as a cultivator. Don't believe it. Don't believe it." Mei Yingliang slowly backed away and laughed dryly, "Well, I have something else to do. I'll leave first. Go ahead... little beggar."

Le Jing: ...

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

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

Although he didn't know what the old man had in mind in such a short time, he treated him as a senior and told him everything, and then suddenly changed his mind and wanted to run away. But Le Jing couldn't let him go easily.

If he missed this insider, it would take him a long time to meet the next cultivator and understand his worldview.

"...Aren't you looking for someone?" Le Jing narrowed his eyes and barely saw a vague image from him (this was also the little image he barely saw from him after looking at him for a long time), "I may know where he is."

The man in front of him was a cultivator, which explained why he couldn't see the cause and effect on him just now. Even the fact that he wanted to find someone was because he just got close to him. Le Jing didn't even blink, and his eyes were sore, so he could barely see a little bit of the residual image.

Mei Yingliang paused, showing an obviously moved 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 pretending to be gods? (pointing and talking)