Chapter 549 Meng Chuan's Different Encounter with Ruthless Man

In front of Meng Chuan, the moral wheel appeared out of thin air, and there was an old man in a Taoist costume 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, all spirits, and all beings.

This is Meng Chuan's Taiqing body.

Because of the sanqing chakra in his body and many of the unique knowledge of the sanqing, the Taiqing body refined by Meng Chuan has the taste of transforming the sanqing into one breath.

At this moment, the Taiqing Wheel that Taiqing's body resides in reveals a small sense of consummation, immortality, indestructibility, wear, tear, and injury.

In the future, when Taiqing's body is consummated and he attains the fruit of the moral path, the moral chakra will also be complete.

This "morality and Taoism" does not mean the "Taoism" in the first life, but a node on Meng Chuan's own cultivation path.

At this moment, as the ruthless man threw the little girl into the Big Dipper, Taiqing also opened his eyes, stepped out of the small moral wheel, and came to the present world, changing in the wind, about the same size as Meng Chuan.

Taiqing's body is full of gorgeous hair, but there is no trace of wrinkle on his face, and his face is also very rosy.

"Fellow."

"Fellow."

Meng Chuan looked at Taiqing with a smile on his face, "Fellow Taoist, go, go."

"good."

Then Taiqing left here alone, and also went to the... Big Dipper ancient star in the real universe!

"I don't know what kind of surprise you can bring me." Meng Chuan looked at Taiqing and muttered to himself.

He is looking forward to it.

In the end, at least there will be a Sanqing Daoguo, the ratio is not too much, right?

In Beidou, Taiqing came to Donghuang. This is the place where Meng Chuan was born and where he rose.

In the wilderness, Taiqing walked slowly, with strong and powerful steps.

Every step he takes, he seems to be in touch with the boundless world of mortals, blending in, gradually giving people a sense that he is the world.

All the changes in the world can be reflected in it.

but,

In the end, all these special feelings disappeared, and there was only an ordinary old man in Taoist costume walking in this world.

"I do, too."

A whisper appeared between heaven and earth, and then disappeared with the wind, but remained in the ages, engraved in the root of time, the foundation of the great way.

In the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, all existences of Emperor Zhun and above heard this announcement.

I want to investigate, but find nothing, the secrets of heaven have never been revealed, and the avenue has never existed.

This result silenced everyone who heard the voice, and then suppressed this announcement in the deepest part of their hearts.

Unthinkable, unsearchable, unexplorable.

Who else can have this kind of means in the whole nine heavens and ten places?

Although there is a gap between the quasi-di and the great emperor, but in the chaos of ancient times, they belonged to the same supreme.

The quasi-emperor, to a certain extent, can be regarded as entering the ranks of the extreme of humanity.

Taiqing, Tai, walked out of the wilderness, and finally came to a small city on earth.

He looked at the world of mortals, his eyes flickered, "In the mortal world of the world, if I am me, it is also destined, so let's stay here."

Walking with too big strides, his appearance slowly changed, and he became a real old man, "You have to have an identity, otherwise, wouldn't you be an idle old man?"

On this day, the old man entered the city, and a tea house was built on the ground.

Name: There is a tea house

There was a teahouse that appeared suddenly, but no one thought it was sudden. The owner of the teahouse was an old man, in good spirits and in good health.

On the first day the teahouse opened, many people came to the restaurant just because the tea here was delicious.

All kinds of people, all kinds of flavors.

Although it is only a very common kind of tea in the world, it still has a special taste, and the reputation of a teahouse was instantly spread.

The owner of the teahouse is also very kind, and he can chat with everyone, from all kinds of teachings and rumors, to the rumors of immortals, he can talk to each other with a smile, no matter how fierce a person is, he can't get angry with 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 did you soak it? Is there any exclusive secret recipe?

The old man replied: It's not that the tea is delicious, it's that this world of mortals has too many tastes. Your family has pride, his family has sorrow, and my family has stories.

He replied: As for the exclusive secret recipe, there is no such thing. If you drink too much, you will naturally soak it.

In just a few days, a tea house became famous in this small tea.

The old man in the tea house is also famous, but he still greets people with a smile when they come to drink tea. Whether it is ordinary people, high-ranking officials, or even those monks who come and go, he can chat with a few words with a smile .

Of course, when the old man chatted with the monks, the monks made people feel that the old man was nice, but he just liked to brag.

Just talk about some myths and legends, such as the special preferences of a certain ancient Tianzun, ancient legends, such as the story of a certain ancient emperor who was young.

Isn't this kind of thing that everyone brags about?

However, this old man is indeed knowledgeable.

There is a teahouse here. In the first few days, there was a queue to get a cup of tea.

However, the old man in the teahouse is kind and kind, and has never raised the price.

No matter who comes to drink and 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 teahouse will give them a cup of tea and a few steamed buns in exchange, as long as they give the old man in the teahouse whatever they want.

Even those beggars who went to the side of the road to pick up a stone and exchanged it with him, the old man in the teahouse would gladly accept it, and he could exchange these things from him.

Someone was puzzled and asked the old man, isn't this a loss-making business? What a bad guy, why is he so nice to those normal beggars?

The old man smiled and replied: There are too many businesses in this world that do not lose money, and there must be a fool to do this loss-making business

He also said: If they pick up a stone, they will be able to have a full meal, and if they give something, they will gain something. Only one person is willing to stand up and live a new life, then I am a bad person, and what I do is worth it

Those who heard it were all in awe, and felt that what the old teahouse man was selling was not tea, but his life.

As time passed, the business of the teahouse slowed down. Of course, people still came every day, but there was no such grand occasion of queuing up for tea.

After all, the enthusiasm at the beginning is just a novelty, the most important thing is.

Who can drink tea every day!

However, the old man in the tea house didn't worry about it, he still smiled every day, and there were more time for bragging with fewer people.

A monk once sighed, "Old man, you are so masterful. If you had the opportunity to step into the fairyland when you were young, you would be as tall as a five-six-story teahouse by now!"

The old man smiled and shook his head, "People in the world only love gods, but gods envy the world of mortals."

It caused everyone to roar with 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 the symbol of the existence of the era, and it is the present, which can represent the vast world of mortals. His every move, every word and deed is more mortal than Meng Chuan's real body.

He should also belong to this world of mortals, he is the era, he is the world of mortals!

This Taiqing, this morality is different from the Taiqing morality of other worlds.

He is the Taiqing body and moral way that belongs to Meng Chuan alone.

Who says it's wrong to be different?

Of course, the Sanqing body and the Sanqing Daoguo, only Taiqing is like this, his foundation determines that he is like this.

And on this day, a person came outside the teahouse.

It was a girl about three or four years old, wearing ragged little clothes, small shoes with toe holes exposed, her feet were full of stains, her whole body was dirty, her eyes were big and clear, she could see the people going in and out of the teahouse. People have desires.

In the end, she watched a gorgeously dressed woman walk out of the tea house. 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 the steamed bun away.

The girl hesitated for a moment and walked over.

"Big sister, can you give this steamed bun you don't want to Nannan, she is so hungry, please, big sister, 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 grew stronger.

With all her strength, she threw the steamed buns out, "Where did you come from, little beggars? I don't eat things that I don't eat. Throwing them to dogs is not something you can beg for!"

"You people, you really don't know what you're doing in this world. It's not as precious as a dog in my house!"

"Go away, don't stand here and block my eyes!"

Then he walked away swaggeringly. When he walked, he didn't know whether it was on purpose or what. When he passed the girl, he stomped the floor hard with his foot. The girl was frightened and fell to the ground.

Looking at the woman who walked away, the little girl's big eyes were full of tears, timidly, she glanced at the people around her, and quickly lowered her head.

After she couldn't see the woman at all, she slowly and carefully walked towards the steamed bun that was thrown on the ground. She was going to pick it up, and then find a place where no one would see her, and slowly I ate the steamed buns that the dog wouldn't even eat.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared in front of the little girl, because the little girl who walked with her head down was afraid that she would hit the person in front of her directly.

She covered her head hastily, her voice choked up, "I'm sorry, my daughter didn't do it on purpose, don't hit her."

A rough hand was placed on the little girl's head, gently rubbing the girl's hair, ignoring 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.

It 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.

Looking at the gentle eyes of the old man, the little girl finally couldn't help it, tears streaming down her face.

"My daughter just wanted a steamed bun that my big sister didn't want and was going to throw it away. My daughter didn't even dare to ask her to buy me a freshly steamed steamed bun. My daughter is really hungry. She hasn't eaten for several days. gone."

The little girl kept crying, squatting on the ground with her small body, shaking constantly, and the people watching were 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, rough like ordinary old people's hands , and some cracks.

If touched on the skin, there will be a tingling sensation.

The girl looked at the old man, choked up and said:

"Grandpa, your hands are so warm, the warmest hands my daughter has ever met!"

"Nunnan is also very cute." Tai smiled, her face was full of wrinkles, but in the eyes of little Nannan, she felt so warm.

"Little girl, I'll take you to dinner, you'll be full."

"Really, grandpa?"

"How can the old man lie to people?"

The wife picked up the little girl and walked into the teahouse. The little girl's face was lying on the mother's shoulder, and her face was still covered with tears.

One old and one young disappeared on the street and walked into the teahouse, as if they had walked into another world.