Well, don't persuade me yet, the two of us have different life experiences and different goals, and you can't use your life experience to educate me. Alright, you can have your own amusement here, I'm going back. After Ling Yu finished speaking, he walked towards the door, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly turned his head to look at the old beggar, a wicked smile appeared on his face, and he said softly: "After the girls come over for a while, you enjoy it, don't suffocate it." Ling Yu really didn't dare to compliment the old beggar for cultivating his sentiments, he had many ways to rest, but he would not indulge himself in the land of fireworks. What's more, Ling Yu and the old beggar can only be regarded as meeting in Pingshui, and the two have neither intersected nor are they friends. Now that he was inexplicably tied up here by the old beggar, his heart was already full of anger, and now the old beggar actually wanted him to cultivate here, and he really couldn't bear it.

"Boy, can you go without my consent?" the old beggar chuckled lightly when he saw Ling Yu about to step out of the room, and said lightly. Then, the old beggar grabbed in the void in the direction of Ling Yu, and Ling Yu's body returned to the old beggar like a marionette being pulled.

"You are an old man who is disrespectful and does not cultivate, if you are suffocated, go to the girl, why do you have to tie me up!" Ling Yu really couldn't understand the old beggar's approach, the rest he needed now, instead of indulging in this red light and green wine. Maybe the old beggar was really kind, but he really misunderstood himself.

"There are thousands of Hongchen Avenues, and only by trying and experiencing it can you know which road is most suitable for you. If you want to become an immortal, if you want to step into the clouds and overlook the common people, then you must understand the suffering of the common people and the troubled times. The old beggar seemed to know that Ling Yu's heart was not here, so he persuaded him bitterly.

"Yo, two masters, which one are you singing about?" Just as the old beggar was holding Ling Yu's collar and not letting him leave, suddenly the door was opened from the outside. Twelve young girls walked in from outside, and the older woman led by her laughed coquettishly when she saw this scene.

"Come on, come on, drink with us, talk about life. When the old beggar saw the women entering the private room, he hurriedly pulled Ling Yu to sit at the table, and said with a smile to the women. The old beggar did not lose his temper with the twelve scantily clad women, and it seemed that he seemed to be a veteran of the Fengyue field.

After the old beggar finished speaking, he walked to the table and secretly slapped his right hand on Ling Yu's neck. His movements were light, not even different from petting, and his movements did not arouse the suspicion of the women. However, it was such an understatement that made Ling Yu's hair rise.

It turned out that after Ling Yu broke free from the sack, Xiuwei had just recovered, but he was pressed by the old beggar like this, and Xiuwei was instantly sealed again. Ling Yu didn't know what kind of realm the old beggar was in, but he knew that tonight, no matter what, he couldn't escape. In desperation, he sat down at the table with the old beggar. Since the old beggar has no ill will towards himself, then he can only go with the flow. Ling Yu knew very well that he was not the old beggar's opponent, and even ten of him couldn't help the old beggar's hand. Instead of struggling, it is better to change the way and life.

At first, the women saw that the old beggar was covered in oil and had a foul smell on his body, and they would not have come near the old beggar if it were not for the money that drove him. When I was downstairs, the old bustard said that the old beggar had a generous hand, and when he stretched out his hand, it was a gold ingot, and it was precisely because of this sentence that the women let go of their disgust with the old beggar, or rather, buried that disgust deep in their hearts. They are the lowest people in the world, with no money, no family, and even no freedom. In this case, the only way they can avoid being beaten is to do what the bustard says.

As time passed, the women began to gather around the old beggar. Because although the old beggar was covered in oil and sloppy, there was a different kind of heart hidden under his dirty appearance. He knows a lot, astronomical stars, geography, mountains and rivers, easy to count people, everything that women can think of, the old beggar knows very well. He is well-versed in the past and the present, comparable to a living Chinese book. Moreover, the old beggar was always able to throw out a certain question at the right time, and used this as a "threat" to trick the women into feeding him wine. This was also the first time that Ling Yu felt that the old beggar was amazing.

Who would have thought that such a ragged and end-of-life old man would dabble in so many fields, not only with a wide range of knowledge, but also with the ability to capture people's hearts and make people willing to ignore his seemingly dirty appearance and chase after interesting souls hidden in flesh called Hanako?

The old beggar was humorous, and if he washed away the sludge of the mortal world, and was forty or fifty years younger, he would definitely be a humble gentleman. But even so, he still captured the hearts of women. These women have been in the Qinglou all the year round, and they have seen too much evil in the world, and those filthy and despicable souls have corrupted them and made them numb. It was the old beggar who reawakened the hearts of these women. The old beggar told them that there was still a good life in this world, and that true nobility and humility could not be determined by a person's birth and occupation. Buddha and demon, but just a thought.

On the other hand, Ling Yu seemed out of place in this hustle and bustle. Like a child who had just stepped into the mortal world, he looked awkwardly at the world he had never seen before. The women lost the bet, he accompanied the drink, and the women could not guess the problem of the old beggar, he accompanied the drink, and the old beggar made the girls laugh, and he still accompanied the drink. After two hours, Ling Yu didn't even recognize the names of the women, but went to the toilet countless times. And at dawn the next day, the girls who had had a good night all slept on the ground as their beds. Only Ling Yu was still running towards the toilet.

When Ling Yu came back from the toilet again, she found that these girls were a little different from the ones she saw last night. Although Ling Yu really couldn't think of any difference between them, she just felt that they had become less depressed, no longer a tool for the bustard to make money, but more like flesh and blood people. Even the girls have sweet smiles on their faces in their sleep, and there are no more tightly knit brows and nightmares of being bullied. Looking at the quiet sleeping faces of the girls, Ling Yu had an extremely absurd but extremely real thought, he felt that it was the old beggar who saved them.

"You, such a lovely old man, I confess, I underestimated you. Ling Yu looked at the old beggar who was sipping fragrant tea at the table and said sincerely. After Ling Yu finished speaking, he picked up the teacup and poured a sip of herbal tea. This tea is not the best peerless tea, but Ling Yu has tasted the taste of the world.

"Stinky boy, I told you to understand the red dust a long time ago! I told you, this is the most beautiful scenery in the world. Oh, and I'm not just talking about them, I'm talking about myself. Have you ever heard of the saying that good-looking skins are the same, and interesting souls are one in a thousand. And I am that interesting soul, and because of this, I am able to shine and radiate humanity in this place that is spurned by those who are spurned by the so-called righteous people. So, I am that beautiful landscape!" said the old beggar, standing by the window, and the first rays of dawn in the morning hit him very brightly.

", say you're fat and you're still panting. Isn't it just coaxing girls, what's this? Although the old beggar at this time was indeed very eye-catching, Ling Yu still said with disdain. But in his heart, he admired the old beggar very much, and he also believed that the old beggar's soul was indeed very interesting.

This night, Ling Yu and the old beggar accompanied the girls to drink and chat, but the old beggar and Ling Yu did not do anything out of the ordinary, let alone have a trace of disrespect for the girls. Ling Yu knew that the girls were indeed humble in this smoke street and willow alley, but he and the old beggar were not dirty.

Seeing the thoughtful look in Ling Yu's eyes, the old beggar patted Ling Yu's shoulder and said with a smile: "Do you know why these girls are able to ignore my appearance and talk to me? I told you before that there are thousands of Hongchen Dao, and the disciples of those famous families are cultivating the Tao, those old guys who explore the heavens are the Tao, and those cultivators who visit the Jedi and seek opportunities are also the Tao. So, isn't it the Tao when we drink and talk about heaven here? What is the Tao? It is not the cultivation that has a commanding position and a deterrent cultivation, the Tao is life, and to put it bluntly, life is actually a practice. Ordinary people don't know how to cultivate, princes and princes don't understand the exercises, and these Hongchen women haven't tried their best for some treasures, they are just ordinary people, so don't they know what the Tao is?"

"The cultivators of the present day have forgotten the original purpose of their cultivation, and the path they have been pursuing all their lives has always been in their hearts, but they have been confused by many filthy desires. They forget that the purpose of a cultivator seeking opportunities and spying on the heavens is not to overlook the human world, but to realize this heaven and earth in the process of cultivation, to understand the relationship between themselves and this universe, and to know the meaning and value of their existence with this universe, which is the Tao. But in reality, many people often do the opposite, they think that only the cultivation that dominates the world is the Tao. Alas, therefore, this cultivation world is no longer the same as before. It's rotten, it's been crushed by the so-called powers, and now, someone needs to break it all. They should learn from those people, those princes and generals, and those red dust women what the true Tao is. The Tao is life, and it is cultivated. ”

When the old beggar said these words, Ling Yu realized that the old beggar in front of him was no longer the filthy man called Hanako, but a wise man who radiated a blazing light. He understood the meaning of the old beggar's words, the so-called seeking of the Tao by the current cultivators had gone astray, and it was extremely outrageous.

"Do you know, boy, in fact, in this world, the cleanest is the Chinese world, and the darkest and dirtiest is the cultivation world. To use an inappropriate analogy, the human world is to persuade women to be good, but the cultivation world is to pull women from the Liang family to be prostitutes. The cultivation world has been poisoned deeply, and it is terminally ill!" said the old beggar with a sigh.

"Okay, the old man has been tossing for a night, his body is a little unbearable, I'm leaving. Again, thank you for inviting me to dinner. Let's see you two soon!" After the old beggar finished speaking, his figure gradually faded, and gradually blurred as the golden rays of the morning sun shot into the room, and finally disappeared out of thin air.

"Senior, you haven't told me yet, who are you?" Looking at the fading figure of the old beggar, Ling Yu finally came back to his senses, he raised his eyes to look around, looking for the trace of the old beggar, and asked loudly. I'm afraid that even Mr. and Nangong Yu can't do this kind of means of reaching the sky.

"I'm just an old beggar who has long forgotten my name. By the way, boy, you must remember this trip to Mount Tai, you must be careful of the Holy Emperor, the big tomb in the Heavenly Hidden Realm is a peerless beast, and it will bring ruin to the sea of stars......" The voice of the old beggar came from a distance.

Hearing the old beggar's words, Ling Yu hurriedly pushed open the window. When he opened the window, it was just in time for the sun's rays to shine towards Kyushu. Ling Yu squinted his eyes and covered his forehead with his hand, looking for the trace of the old beggar, and he found that there was a rickety figure galloping in the sky in the distance, gradually moving away.

Looking at the figure of the old beggar who disappeared into the sky in an instant, Ling Yu sighed. He stretched his waist and found that Xiu Wei didn't know when it was untied, and the fatigue accumulated over the days had disappeared overnight. Ling Yu thought back to the old beggar's words, a trace of glint flashed in his eyes, he touched his earlobe and whispered to himself: "Holy Emperor, Heavenly Hidden Realm, it seems that the trip to Mount Tai is really lively!"