I rely on talking to brush the copy

Since Le Jing's goal had been achieved, he readily told Mei Lanliang the clues he saw: "Does the person you are looking for have six fingers on his right hand?"

Mei Lanliang was excited when he heard it, "Yes, it's him! May I ask where I should go to find him?"

To be honest, the picture Le Jing saw from Mei Lanliang was very blurry and shaky, and the amount of information Le Jing learned was very limited. Now it seems that he can only play tricks and speak vaguely, letting Mei Lanliang fill in the blanks.

The boy's eyes moved slightly upwards, his heterochromatic eyes sparkled, and fell on Mei Lanliang blankly. There seemed to be a light golden mist spinning in them, as if he was silently looking at some unknown existence through Mei Lanliang.

There was a strange tension in the air, and Mei Lanliang swallowed nervously, and his whole body seemed to be numbed by a weak electric current.

He subconsciously lightened his breathing and did not dare to interrupt this long and deep gaze.

He was sure that the boy in front of him was performing some mysterious divination ritual.

Finally, the boy lowered his eyes and ended this long gaze. He spoke in a low voice, and his childish voice suddenly had a few more ethereal and ethereal artistic conception: "East of Binhai and south of Changsu, there is a valley full of peach blossoms. There are dozens of families in the valley. The person you are looking for lives under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village."

Mei Yanliang was overjoyed!

He didn't expect that the senior could calculate to this extent just by looking! And the senior told him so much in detail! Mei Yanliang was almost moved by the elder's honesty!

If it was the master standing here, he would never get such a detailed answer. He could almost imagine the master's answer in his mind-"All the way south, peach blossoms are blooming."

... Do you think this is human language? ? ?

If he asked the master to explain in more detail, the master would definitely look at him with contempt and scold him coldly: "Are you a pig? You don't even have this much understanding, and you are worthy of practicing Taoism?"

The senior is really a sincere and good person!

Facing Mei Lanliang's dull eyes, Le Jing rarely felt guilty.

The range he gave was too large. How long would it take to find it if he looked carefully?

The day of the Ascension Gate was approaching. What if Mei Lanliang missed it because he couldn't find anyone?

He hesitated for a moment and said tentatively: "The road is a bit far... Just don't let you miss the Ascension Gate."

Le Jing never considered the problem of not being selected. He has these eyes, and Mei Lanliang has built his foundation, but he has not seen as much as he has. With such a big golden finger, those Taoist practitioners are not blind. As for Mei Lanliang's reaction after learning the truth, it was not within Le Jing's consideration.

These are all details, and everything will be discussed after he joins the Taoist sect. At worst, he will join another Taoist sect.

Mei Lanliang stared at Le Jing blankly for a few seconds, then bowed deeply to him and said incoherently: "Senior is such a good person. I will never forget your kindness to me! This time at Shengxianmen, I will try my best to help you select excellent seedlings!"

Senior has told him so much in detail. If he can't find anyone, then he is really a pig and unworthy of practicing Taoism!

Le Jing: "...Yeah, yeah. Thank you?"

After Le Jing found that Mei Lanliang not only did not dislike the vague information he gave, but was quite grateful to him, he simply pointed out his concerns directly: "What if the date of Shengxianmen arrives and you haven't found anyone?"

Mei Lanliang answered readily: "Then I won't look for it. I will go to Shengxianmen first. I will also participate in this discussion meeting. My master said that if I perform well this time, I can become an inner disciple."

Discussion meeting?

Another new word.

Le Jing's eyes flashed, and he began to ask questions calmly.

In Le Jing's opinion, Mei Lanliang is like a researcher who stays in the laboratory every day to do research. This kind of academic talent has a simple and honest personality. In other words, he has no tricks and is easily tricked.

So Le Jing easily obtained information about the Taoism Forum from Mei Lanliang.

The Ascension Gate is a selection ceremony held by the Taoist sect every ten years. On this day, the gate of immortality is wide open, and mortals from all over the world will come to participate in the selection. Thousands of troops will cross the single-plank bridge just to find immortality.

Just like the Olympics, the location of the Ascension Gate is different every time. This time it is the turn of the Linqing Sect to host the Ascension Gate Ceremony.

But if it is just a simple selection of talents from the mortal world, the Ascension Gate will not be a hot event in the cultivation world.

The selection of new disciples is just the appetizer. The real highlight is the competition between the new generation of outstanding disciples of various sects after the gate of immortality is closed, that is, the Taoism Forum.

The Taoism Forum is divided into two sections, one is a martial arts competition, and the other is a casual talk. The former is physical, which is equivalent to a sports meeting, while the latter is verbal, which is similar to a debate. Mei Lanliang participated in a Taoist competition.

From Mei Lanliang's face full of yearning for the Taoist discussion meeting, Le Jing can understand the status of this Taoist discussion meeting in the minds of young Taoist practitioners. For young disciples like Mei Lanliang, the Taoist discussion meeting is not only a rare opportunity to exchange and learn from other sects, but also the best occasion to make a name for oneself.

And, although Mei Lanliang did not say it, Le Jing vaguely guessed the other meaning of the Taoist discussion meeting - to establish prestige and win people's hearts.

Let those new disciples who have just embarked on the road to immortality with great difficulty see the magical powers of the Taoist practitioners with their own eyes, let them restrain the arrogance they have developed in the mortal world, clarify their own direction, and most importantly: to have a sense of belonging to the sect they belong to.

…

After having enough wine and food, Le Jing said goodbye to Mei Jingliang. Mei Yingliang wanted to go all the way south to find someone, while Le Jing stayed in Changsu City and waited for Mei Yingliang to come to him in half a month, and then they went to participate in the Ascension Sect together.

Le Jing walked out of the restaurant and faced the bright sun in the sky with a rare expectant smile.

It seems that in the past half month, he can only continue to make a living by being a fortune teller.

Now that he had eaten, it was time for him to take a shower and change his clothes. He should also go to a doctor to bandage his injuries, otherwise the wounds will become inflamed and it will not heal.

The little beggar's clothes stinked, but fortunately Lejing didn't have a mysophobia. Mei Yiliang was also well-educated. He kept his expression straight, talked and laughed as usual, and did not dislike him.

"That... senior," Mei Yiliang called him from behind. Le Jing turned around and saw the young Taoist priest taking out a small white porcelain bottle from his sleeve, his eyes lingering tangledly on the wound on his body: "I There is a bottle of good Yang-Returning Pill here, if senior doesn’t mind it..."

Le Jing immediately took it and said with a smile, "Thank you for your kindness."

Mei Yingliang waved his hands repeatedly: "Senior, you're welcome. Thanks to your guidance this time, it's just a bottle of Yang-Returning Pill. I'm sure I have a better elixir than this. Senior, just don't think I'm nosy. "

Le Jing almost laughed.

This little Taoist priest is stupid. He had lied to him so many times, and not only did he not realize it, but he also respected him as a senior, which really made him dumbfounded.

"Little Taoist priest, keep your words in mind and don't throw them all away. You still need more experience." The boy narrowed his eyes, covered his strange eyes, and smiled warmly and cupped his hands at him. "Be careful and take care of yourself."

Mei Yiliang was stunned for a moment, and then he realized the pointer in the boy's mouth. He responded loudly to the boy's back as he merged into the crowd: "Junior understands, thank you senior for your advice."

The boy waved to him without looking back and quickly disappeared on the crowded street corner.

He suddenly remembered a conversation he had with his master when he was a child:

"Master's talent is so high, he will definitely attain enlightenment and become an immortal soon!"

"Talent? What kind of talent do I have? I'm just diligent enough." The master, who has always been cold and indifferent, rarely showed a wry smile: "I have worked hard to calculate the fate of the people, but I can't compare with others."

At that time, he did not understand the meaning of "one glance" in Master's mouth, and could not imagine that anyone could be more powerful than Master.

But now, he suddenly understood.

Senior is probably the one with real talent that even the master would envy.

With just one glance, one can know the past life, determine the present life, and understand the cause and effect.

…

…

When Le Jing passed the door of the cloth shop, he happened to meet Chubby Dun. The little fat man was running around in a hurry. When he looked up and saw Le Jing, he let out an excited voice and ran over: "I've been waiting for you for a long time. You are finally back!"

He carefully took out a cloth bag from his arms and handed it to Le Jing with a pained expression, "Nuo, here you go, my brother and I's New Year's money is all in here, don't curse me to death." ”

Le Jing took the money bag and shook it, oh, it's quite heavy. When I opened it, I saw that there were four or five silver coins.

He raised his eyes to meet Chubby Dun's eager eyes, and suddenly felt that he was very pleasing to his eyes. He nodded, "If I don't curse you to death, you can go."

Chubby Dun immediately became happy and forgot to worry about his new year's money. He smiled so hard that his teeth were exposed, "This is what you said! Don't go back on it!"

Le Point nodded, smiled and said, "I won't regret it."

Looking at the back of Chubby Dun happily leaving, the smile on the corner of the boy's mouth was subtly more malicious.

He has seen the life of this short, fat man who has suffered many disasters but lives a long life, like a curse.

What you sow, you reap. A drink and a peck are all destiny.

…

With the New Year's money he collected, Le Jing took a good bath and rubbed all the old mud off the fool's body. Then I bought myself some neat and clean clothes and put them on.

As for the bottle of Huanyang Pill given by Mei Jingliang... Le Jing was extra thoughtful after all. He took out one pill first and fed it to a seriously injured stray dog ​​on the street.

Under Le Jing's unblinking gaze, he saw that the bleeding wounds on the stray dog's body quickly healed and scarred, and even the dry and messy dog ​​hair looked shiny.

The stray dog ​​stopped moaning, opened its dark eyes and stared at Le Jing for a moment, then stretched out its pink tongue and licked Le Jing's hand in a pleasing manner.

Le Jing didn't think he was dirty, so he reached out and touched his head with a smile.

"Good dog."

Oh, that's really strange.

Le Jing thought casually, but he didn't expect that dogs could also go to Shengxian Sect and be selected. What is this? Demon cultivator?

He stood up and walked not long before he found the dog following him.

Le Jing glanced at him but did not chase him away, acquiescing to his following. So the stray dog ​​waggled its tail happily, ran up to him in small steps, and circled around him happily.

Le Jing came to the stream and took a look at the bright and clear water, and found that the fool was actually not bad looking. With delicate eyebrows, a high nose and deep eyes, coupled with those cat eyes, at first glance, she looks like a mixed-race young lady.

It's just that the person is too thin, and his cheeks are sunken. You can tell at a glance that he is malnourished and that he should take good care of himself.

So the next day, there was a strange scene in Changsu City.

A kid set up a fortune-telling stall in the most famous antique street in the city, saying that if the fortune-telling was wrong, he would pay ten times the amount.