Chapter 549 Meng Chuan's Alternative Encounter with Ruthless People
In front of Meng Chuan, the moral wheel appeared out of thin air, and there was an old man in Taoist attire sitting cross-legged inside.
Seeing him is like seeing the present, the evolution of the era, and the foundation of the existence of all things, spirits, and existence.
This is Meng Chuan's Taiqing body.
Because he possesses the Three Purities Wheel and has many unique skills of the Three Purities, the Taiqing Shen that Meng Chuan refined has the flavor of transforming the Three Purities into one breath.
At this moment, the Taiqing wheel that resides in Taiqing's body reveals a flavor of small perfection, which is immortal and will not be worn away or damaged.
In the future, when the Taipure body is perfected and the moral path and fruit are obtained, the moral wheel will also be perfect.
This "moral path fruit" does not mean the "moral path fruit" in one life, but is just a node on Meng Chuan's own cultivation path.
At this moment, as the ruthless man threw the little girl into the Beidou, Taiqingshen also opened his eyes, walked out of the small moral wheel, and came to the real world, changing in the wind, and was as big as Meng Chuan.
Taiqing has a head full of white hair, but there is no wrinkle on his face, and his face is very rosy.
"Fellow."
"Fellow."
Meng Chuan looked at Tai Qingshen with a smile on his face, "Fellow Taoist, go on your own, go on your own."
"good."
Then Tai Qingshen left here and went to the real universe... the Big Dipper!
"I don't know what kind of surprise you can bring me." Meng Chuan looked at Tai Qingshen and murmured to himself.
He is looking forward to it.
In the end, after all, there is a Sanqing Dao Fruit. The comparison between cows is not too much, right?
In Beidou, Taiqing came to Donghuang, which is the place where Meng Chuan's true form was born and where he rose to prominence.
In the wilderness, Tai Qingshen walked slowly, with strong and powerful steps.
Every step he takes, he seems to be connected and blended with the vast world of mortals, gradually giving people the feeling that he is the world.
All changes in the world can be reflected in him.
However, in the end, all these special feelings disappeared, and there was only an ordinary old man in Taoist clothing walking in the world.
"I am, too."
A whisper appeared between heaven and earth, and then disappeared with the wind, but it remained in the ages, engraved in the root of time and the foundation of the great road.
In the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, all beings from Quasi-Emperor level and above heard this announcement.
I wanted to explore, but found nothing. The secret of heaven has never been revealed, and the great road has never existed.
This result silenced everyone who heard the voice, and then suppressed this announcement deep in their hearts.
It cannot be thought, investigated or explored.
Who else in the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths can have such means?
Although the Quasi-Emperor and the Great Emperor are as far apart as heaven and earth, they were both supreme in the ancient times.
The quasi-emperor, to a certain extent, can be regarded as entering the ranks of the most humane.
Tai Qingshen, Tai, walked out of the wilderness and finally walked into a small human city.
He looked at this world of mortals, with a flash of light in his eyes, "In this world of mortals, if I am who I am, I am destined, so just stay here."
As he walked with too many strides, his appearance slowly changed and he turned into a real old man. "You must have an identity, otherwise you will become an idle old man."
On this day, the old man entered the city and a teahouse was built on the ground.
Name: There is a Tea House
A teahouse appeared suddenly, but no one thought it was sudden. The owner of the teahouse was an old man, who was in good spirits and in good health.
On the first day the tea house opened, many people came to the tea house simply because the tea here was so delicious.
All kinds of people, all kinds of flavors.
Although it was just a very ordinary kind of tea in the world, it still had a unique taste, and the teahouse's reputation instantly spread.
The owner of the teahouse is also very kind. He can talk to everyone, talk about various religions, legends about immortals, and smile. No matter how fierce the person is, he can't get angry when facing this old man.
Someone asked the old man in the tea house, although your tea is just ordinary tea, why is it so delicious? How is it brewed? Do you have any exclusive secret recipe?
The old man replied: It's not that the tea tastes good, it's that this world of mortals has too much flavor. Your family is proud, his family is sad, and my family has stories.
Then he replied: As for the exclusive secret recipe, there is no such thing. If you drink too much, you will naturally drink it.
In just a few days, a tea house became famous in this small tea house.
The old teahouse man himself is also famous, but he still greets people with a smile when they come to drink tea. Whether they are ordinary people, dignitaries, or even monks who come and go, he can smile and chat a few words.
.
Of course, when the old man chatted with the monks, the monks and others thought that the old man was a nice guy, but he just liked to brag.
Just talk about some myths and legends, such as the special preferences of a certain ancient deity, ancient legends, such as the story of a certain ancient emperor who croaked cocks and robbed dogs when he was young.
Isn’t this kind of thing something everyone brings out to brag and compare?
However, this old man is indeed very knowledgeable.
There is a teahouse here. In the first few days, you had to queue up to get a cup of tea.
However, the old man in the tea house is kind-hearted and has never raised the price.
No matter who comes to drink or how many people come to drink, it is only a penny for a cup of tea.
There are even some beggars who are penniless, and the old man in the tea house will give them a cup of tea and a few steamed buns. In exchange, they only need to give them the same thing as the old man in the tea house.
Even if those beggars went to the roadside to pick up stones and exchange them with him, the old man in the tea house would gladly accept it, and he would be able to exchange them for these things.
Some people were puzzled and asked the old man, isn't this a loss-making business? You are such a bad person, why are you so nice to those beggars who are in normal health?
The old man replied with a smile: There are too many businesses in this world that are not losing money. There must be a fool to do this business that is losing money.
He also said: If they pick up a stone, they can have a full meal, and if they give something, they can gain something. As long as one of them is willing to stand up and live again, then what I, a rotten good person, do is worth it.
Everyone who heard this was in awe and felt that what the old man in the teahouse was selling was not tea, but his life.
As time passed, the tea house's business slowed down. Of course, people still came every day, but there was no such grand scene of queuing up to drink tea.
After all, the initial enthusiasm was just a novelty, the most important thing was.
Who can drink tea every day?
However, the old man in the teahouse didn't worry about it, he was still smiling every day. With fewer people around, he had more time to brag.
A monk once lamented, Old man, you are so enlightened. If you had had the opportunity to enter the path of immortality when you were young, you would probably be as tall as a five- or six-story teahouse by now!
The old man smiled and shook his head, "The world only thinks that gods are good, but gods envy the world of mortals."
This caused everyone to burst into laughter, saying, old man, you are probably confused, which god would envy this world of mortals!
The old man smiled and said nothing.
Tai itself is a symbol of the existence of the era. It is the present that can represent this vast world of mortals. His every move, every word and every action is more aura of mortal world than Meng Chuan's real body.
He should also belong to this mortal world. He is the era and the mortal world!
This Taiqing, this morality, is different from the Taiqing morality in other realms.
He is the Taiqing body and moral path that belongs exclusively to Meng Chuan.
Who says that being different is wrong?
Of course, the three pure bodies and the three pure Tao fruits are only like Taiqing. His foundation determines that he is like this.
But on this day, a person came outside the teahouse.
It was a girl about three or four years old, wearing tattered clothes and small shoes with toe holes exposed. Her feet were stained and her whole body was dirty. Her eyes were big and clear, and she could see people entering and leaving the teahouse.
People have desires.
Finally, she saw a gorgeously dressed woman walking out of the teahouse. The woman held a steamed bun in her hand, took a bite, then looked at the steamed bun with disgust, and raised her hand to throw away the steamed bun.
The girl hesitated and walked over.
"Sister, can you give this bun that you don't want to Nannan? I'm so hungry. Please, sis, please."
The little girl looked at the woman pitifully and begged.
The woman looked at the girl in surprise, and the look of disgust on her face became even stronger.
She threw the steamed bun out with all her strength, "You little beggar, what I don't want to eat, if I throw it to the dogs, you can't beg for it!"
"You people really don't know what you are doing in the world. You are not as precious as the dog I have at home!"
"Go away, don't stand here in my eyes!"
Then he walked away in a big way. As he walked, I don't know whether it was intentional or something. When he passed the girl, he stomped the floor with his foot. The girl was frightened and fell to the ground.
Looking at the woman walking away, the little girl's big eyes were filled with tears. She looked timidly at the people around her and quickly lowered her head.
After the woman was completely out of sight, she slowly and carefully walked towards the steamed bun that was thrown on the ground. She was going to pick it up, then find a place where no one would see her, and slowly walk alone.
I ate this steamed bun that even a dog wouldn’t eat.
Suddenly, a shadow appeared in front of the little girl, because she was afraid that the little girl, who was walking with her head down, would directly hit the person in front of her.
She hurriedly covered her head, her voice choked with sobs, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, don't hit my daughter."
A rough hand was placed on the little girl's head and gently rubbed the girl's hair, not caring whether it was dirty or not.
"No one will hit you." A gentle voice sounded. The girl slowly raised her head and saw the person she bumped into.
He was an old man with deep wrinkles on his face and gray hair, but his eyes were bright and gentle.
In these eyes, the girl saw her own reflection, that dirty little person.
The little girl looked at the old man's gentle eyes and finally couldn't help it anymore, tears streaming down her face.
"Nanny just wanted a steamed bun that the elder sister didn't want and was going to throw it away. Nanny didn't even dare to ask her to buy me a hot steamed bun that had just been steamed. Nanny was really hungry. Nanny hadn't eaten for several days.
Already."
The little girl kept crying, her little body squatted on the ground and kept shaking, which made the people watching feel very distressed.
"I know, I know." The old man touched the little girl's head with one hand, and kept wiping the little girl's tears with the other hand. His hands were also very old, and they were as rough as ordinary old people's hands.
, and there are some cracks.
If it is touched on the skin, it will feel stinging.
The girl looked at the old man and choked with sobs and said:
"Grandpa, your hands are so warm. They are the warmest hands that I have ever seen!"
"Nanny is also very cute." Tai smiled, his face was full of wrinkles, but in the eyes of the little girl, he felt so warm.
"Little girl, I will take you to eat so that you will be full."
"Really, grandpa?"
"How could the old man lie to others?"
Tai picked up the little girl and walked into the teahouse. The little girl's face lay on Tai's shoulder, her face still covered with tears.
An old man and a young man disappeared into the street and walked into the teahouse, as if they had entered another world.
