Cheng Tianle was so surprised that he almost stood up: "Yes, you are right!...but, when I saw others calculating words, they all took apart and talked about them. Why did you only talk about pronunciation?"
Mr. Feng spread his hands: "Who said that typing words is about disassembling words? You have to pronounce it like this yourself, so let's talk about how to pronounce it!... Now I want to ask you a question - why do you need to learn?"
For Cheng Tianle, this question is - why does he need to practice? Cheng Tianle shrugged and said, "It's very simple, because I have both hard work and gain. This harvest is not just something in the world, but also the reason for my existence. It tells me what to do naturally when encountering something. I do want to share it with others, because there are still people who need it, so I will pass it on...Mr. Feng, I will just say it, do you know how to practice?"
Mr. Feng replied: "Which fortune teller who set up a stall says he has not practiced?... Seeing that you are so simple, I will tell you the truth. I don't know anything about cultivation, but I have seen it. Look at the people who sent booklets to bring people into the gang. Although they don't need to practice this word, they talk about the glory and glory of faith and the power awakened by the Lord, they are also the cultivation they understand.
When I was studying, there were all the masters all over the country talking about various magical skills. Later, I stopped making trouble, but now I am still making trouble for masters, such as masters of fortune telling, Feng Shui, health preservation, Yixue, etc. Everyone claims to be talking about practice. Yes, what you practice is to do, it depends on where you go. It is possible to decide whether you go astray."
Cheng Tianle: "It's true that I'm practicing, I'm also practicing. But there are problems with the magic tricks I've practiced. Now it's difficult to break through the realm. I want to find someone to give me some advice. What results can you calculate?"
Mr. Feng smiled: "I'm just a fortune teller who set up a stall, but I can't figure it out like this! Actually, you can't figure it out here. I can only tell you the truth. Whether you listen or not is your own business. In my opinion, the truth is very simple. What purpose do you want to achieve, see clearly and walk over, and the rest depends on luck and ability."
Cheng Tianle: "I understand what you said. But I don't understand what you want me to do?"
Mr. Feng pointed to the sign in front of him: "How did you pronounce it just now?"
Cheng Tianle answered honestly: "The road points to the human immortals, I seem to have read it."
Mr. Feng took the signboard and handed it to him and said, "You just talked to me about cultivation, but I don't understand it very much. But I know someone understands it. His name is Shi Ye, and he is the owner of the Wucheng Zhiweilou Hotel. Go and ask him."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Tianle became more convinced of his previous judgment, because this person actually mentioned the current leader of Kunlun League Shi Ye! But if he could go to Shi Ye in this way, Cheng Tianle would ask him what he did? He couldn't help asking him in confusion: "If you want me to go directly to find this person, there will be a way, but if they can't see me, maybe they can help you when they meet."
Mr. Feng smiled again: "It's okay, if you go with this sign, he will meet you."
Cheng Tianle took over the signboard and asked tentatively: "What is your relationship with Ishino?"
Mr. Feng: "He is my high school classmate."
Cheng Tianle was stunned: "Classmate?"
Mr. Feng: "What's so strange about this? You haven't studied or have any classmates? I've known since I was a child that he is practicing. You can go to him for this kind of problem and just hold this sign."
Cheng Tianle already understood Bai Shaoliu's intention. Mr. Feng in front of him should be a master and senior, who has a good relationship with Kunlun League leader Shi Ye. This sign is his token. Bai Shaoliu asked him not to come to tell fortunes, but to get this token, he could ask Kunlun League leader Shi Ye for help. Some things are not easy to ask for help, but when Shi League leader sees this token, he may give face."
Cheng Tianle carefully put away the sign: "Mr. Feng, how should I thank you?"
Mr. Feng: "What are you thanking? You are here to tell me the fortune. Please pay the fortune! Today I am in a good mood, buy one and get one free, and give you a signboard for a word... By the way, Master Cheng Tianle of Gusu, I have one more thing to ask you."
This last sentence shocked Cheng Tianle and said quickly: "Mr. Feng, why do you call me that?"
Mr. Feng: "I haven't been to Suzhou, of course I have heard of Master Cheng's name... I have a friend named Li Wan. Have you bought a painting of him?"
Cheng Tianle said in a little shocked manner: "Don't call me that, I have never called myself this! As for the painting you mentioned, of course there is something. Did you hear Li Wan say it? But I didn't buy it from him, but in a shop on Shantang Street, a boss named Wang Sishui sold it to me."
Mr. Feng: "Do you know that painting was on TV?"
Cheng Tianle: "Of course I know, I just came across that painting after watching that episode and then I bought it."
Mr. Feng: "Did you promise Li Wan something but forgot to do it?"
Cheng Tianle suddenly remembered that Li Wan had told him that if he found out that there was any trick or particularity in the painting, don’t forget to tell him. Cheng Tianle agreed at that time, and later discovered the endless mystery in the world of the painting, but did not call Li Wan to see it. Thinking of this, he quickly replied: "It’s because I’m too busy and negligent! After returning to Suzhou, he must ask Mr. Li Wan to come to view the painting."
He paid the gold and took out all the cash very much. Mr. Feng put it in his arms and stretched out his hand: "I advised Li Wan to buy that painting because I wanted to return to Suzhou. Now it came to my eyes again, right in your backpack, and show it to me!"
The scroll is Cheng Tianle’s biggest secret. He never wants to show it to others easily, but now he can’t take it out. In broad daylight, by the road, Cheng Tianle is not afraid that the scroll will be snatched away. Besides, this is a magical artifact he has sacrificed and refined, so it can’t be snatched away. Now this painting has his spiritual sense and spiritual guidance. Even if others take it to see it, if Cheng Tianle doesn’t open the scroll world, the other party will not be able to see any name.
Take out the scroll from your backpack and hand it over. Cheng Tianle was still wondering whether to open up the world of the scroll for Mr. Feng. Since you look at it, you naturally have to see the real trick, otherwise you will seem to be insincere enough. Unexpectedly, as soon as Mr. Feng took the scroll, the scroll disappeared in Cheng Tianle's soul, which was completely beyond his expectations!
What's going on? The spiritual sense sensing between Cheng Tianle and this artifact became without a trace, as if he had never sacrificed the scroll at all. This was equivalent to the artifact being taken away, but Mr. Feng did not look like he had seized the artifact at all. He just took the scroll and slowly unfolded it. At this moment, Cheng Tianle inexplicably felt that this person had completely controlled the artifact.
Mr. Feng was looking at the painting. The painting was the contemporary scenery of Shantang Street, but Cheng Tianle had an indescribable feeling. Mr. Feng's eyes looked directly at the Suzhou world in the picture through the picture! This is an unlikely situation. Only by entering the picture world can you see it as true as usual, and the picture is just a portal connecting the two worlds.
Mr. Feng seemed to be standing in this world, his eyes passing through the indescribable portal, looking at the people of Gusu in the scroll. I don’t know how long it took, Mr. Feng had been looking at the paintings, and Cheng Tianle finally couldn’t help but ask carefully: “What have you seen, do you still want to continue reading?”
Mr. Feng turned a deaf ear and was still watching the painting. Cheng Tianle suddenly had an idea. In front of him was a master senior. When he heard his tone just now, he seemed to know the origin of the painting. His eyes seemed to be directly looking at the world in the scroll. So can we take the opportunity to ask about Xiaoshao, the spirit of the scroll world? Cheng Tianle had just thought about this, but Mr. Feng rolled up the scroll and returned it to him, but still didn't say a word.
Looking at Mr. Feng's face south, there seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Cheng Tianle was stunned for the moment when he took the painting. The feeling of the artifact being taken away just now disappeared, and the painting "back" came again, and his spiritual sense still retained. Not only that, the scroll seemed to have also undergone some changes. I am afraid that only by entering the scroll world can we figure out the truth.
Just as he was stunned, he wanted to ask questions again, but found that Mr. Feng had left. Mr. Feng seemed not to want to talk more, and he left silently and even forgot to call him. Cheng Tianle shouted from behind without hearing him.
Seeing that the artifact might have changed, Cheng Tianle didn't care about anything else, so he quickly went to the ATM across the road to withdraw money, and then took a taxi directly home. Mr. Feng was right, he should have kept the taxi money just now. Entering the scroll world is equivalent to cutting off the sensory contact with the outside world. Of course, Cheng Tianle cannot do this on the roadside of the main horse, and must find a relatively quiet and safe place.
When he returned home and entered his room, he locked the door and immediately entered the world of the scroll. This world was originally very clear in his soul. At this moment, he found that there seemed to be something missing, which was very mysterious and difficult to describe what it was. He also experienced it when he sacrificed this scroll. At that time, he only had a preliminary sacrifice and refining left behind the spiritual guidance of the spiritual consciousness, but the scroll itself contained the divine imprint of the refiner, which Cheng Tianle could not erase in any case.
But now, this artifact is "empty"! It does not mean that the world in the scroll has disappeared, nor does it mean that the magical powers and magical uses are gone, but that only Cheng Tianle's spiritual guidance is left behind in this artifact. The divine imprint left by the refiner of this painting that Cheng Tianle could not understand was taken away. This is of course a good thing for Cheng Tianle, which means that he can sacrifice and refine this artifact step by step on this basis.
He didn't quite understand how Mr. Feng did it, and why did he do it? In short, he noticed this change when he entered the scroll, and then he heard Xiao Shao's voice: "Silly Le, what happened? Have you broken through the realm of the Great Real Man?"