"But most people stay at the realm of half-step practitioners and never move forward, so I think there must be a reason for this."
"There must be a reason. The real practitioners are all hidden masters. They focus on the cultivation of heaven, earth, sun and moon. Warriors may be able to get a glimpse of the great ways of heaven and earth by relying on their talents."
"But due to the differences in the practice environment and the practice techniques, it is like sitting in a well and looking at the sky. This is also the reason why most people in martial arts stagnate after reaching the halfway stage of practice." Chen Yu said.
"Mr. Chen knows Dharma practitioners very well?" Liang Jinsheng looked at Chen Yu in surprise.
"I can't speak of understanding, it's just some insights I gained during my practice." Chen Yu shook his head and said: "Real practitioners rarely join the world, and even if they do, they will hide their identity."
"Some secluded cave heavens are full of spiritual energy and are helpful for cultivation, so even warriors can hardly catch their traces."
"If you really want to pry into the avenue of heaven and earth and become one of them, you still have a long way to go." Chen Yu said with a slight smile.
"That's it. Thank you, Alliance Leader Chen, for clearing up my confusion." Liang Jinsheng nodded slightly.
"However, it is not difficult to become one of them. If Mr. Liang is interested, I can help you." Chen Yu said with a smile.
"How can I help?" Liang Jinsheng's heart trembled and he looked up at Chen Yu.
"Cultivation techniques, practitioners' classics." Chen Yu said calmly: "It's just that Mr. Liang should understand what I want."
"I understand, please don't worry, Mr. Chen. I have secretly summoned people who are close to me in the Twelve Six and Six Sword Sects to discuss these matters. Over the years, Tiance Sword Mansion has eliminated dissidents and suppressed various factions, and everyone has already complained.
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"As long as Mr. Chen gives an order, half of the sects in Xuanwu Pavilion will support you."
"Okay, that's easy to handle." Chen Yu smiled slightly, and with Liang Jinsheng's words, he felt relieved.
After leaving the Liang family, Chen Yu contacted Zhou Yuqing. She said to Chen Yu: "I found someone who was persecuted by the Pei family and the Jian family like me."
"Take me to see him." Chen Yu said.
"But... his current situation may be a bit special, he is... crazy." Zhou Yuqing hesitated and said with some unbearability.
"Crazy?" Chen Yu frowned slightly: "What on earth is going on?"
"Zhang Xu is twenty-eight years old this year. His father used to be a senior executive of a bank head office, but he was killed by the Pei family because he did not collude with the Pei family."
Zhou Yuqing sighed and said: "After his father died, his mother became insane and was later found hanged in her home."
"Did his mother commit suicide or murder?" Chen Yu asked with a frown.
"According to the police investigation, it was suicide, but Zhang Xu did not accept this statement. He is a lawyer himself and found many clues through his friends. Finally, he found evidence that his mother committed suicide." Zhou Yuqing said.
"Then what?" Chen Yu asked.
"Then he went to appeal with all the evidence he collected about the cause of his father's death. However, he was intercepted on the way and almost beaten to death. He later escaped by pretending to be dead."
"When he appeared, he had turned into a lunatic and had been wandering under the overpass. I only found out about his whereabouts through good friends." Zhou Yuqing looked sad.
"I know, where is he? I'll go see him." Chen Yu nodded slightly.
At night, it's a not-so-busy area.
Under the dim street lights, there were not many vehicles and pedestrians. Under an overpass, there were many homeless people living here.
These people live in rags and live in rags every day. When they are hungry, they dig through garbage dumps to eat. When they are thirsty, they drink tap water or even dirty water from the roadside.
When it rains, just find an overpass to take shelter from the rain, and sleep wherever you wander at night.
They live a life with the sky as their roof and the earth as their furnace, and a large part of them seem to be mentally abnormal.
An overpass in a certain area of Jinling is where these homeless people gather. Because it is sheltered from the wind and rain, there are also monks in the surrounding temples from time to time giving out rice and porridge.
As night fell, a group of homeless people gathered together, playing cards with cards they picked up from nowhere, shouting and swearing.
But there was a homeless man who was incompatible with these people. He was a thin man with shabby clothes and a pair of glasses.
His eyes were blank, and he sat there blankly against a wall, holding a tattered package in his hand. There was nothing long around him, but only this tattered package was held tightly by him.
As if there is something important inside.
This man was malnourished for a long time and his body was thin. He did not communicate with anyone and most of the time he just sat in silence. He rarely went out to find something to eat. He only went out to find something when he was really hungry.
Compared with most homeless people, he is a little out of place.
Some of these homeless people have mental problems, but some of them really give up their lives and lie down. Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and their group of homeless people is no exception.
"Do you know what that kid's background is?" A long-haired homeless man was a leader in this area, and he regarded the area under the overpass as his own territory.
"I don't know, this guy has been here for several months and has never paid tribute to us," someone said.
"What a piece of trash." The long-haired guy flicked the man who spoke: "Why do you let him live here if you don't give me an offering?"
"Brother, I felt sorry for him, so I let him stay here for a few days. I didn't expect this kid to stay here and never leave." The beaten homeless man said sarcastically.
"Let's go, let's see what this guy's background is." Long Hair said, stood up and walked over.
"Boy, what's your background? It doesn't make sense for you to sleep on my property without giving me anything." The long-haired man walked over and looked at the man with glasses.
The man with glasses glanced at these people. He didn't say anything, but subconsciously wrapped the things in his arms.
"I'm asking you, are you mute?" A young man behind the long hair kicked the man with glasses violently.
The man with glasses shrank and did not move.
"He must be a fool. Give him a good beating and see if he reacts." The long-haired man grinned and kicked him hard.
Several people behind him also followed up with punches and kicks. The bespectacled man's thin body could hardly hold on, and blood was pouring out of his mouth and nose, but he still said nothing and huddled up to protect his head.
After a heavy beating, these homeless men were tired. They panted and said, "This kid is really stupid. How can I beat him without getting tired?"