The dilapidated Taoist priest who was squatting at the door of the vegetable market to tell fortunes actually became the king of spiritual practice by lying on his back!
Chen Daoling slumped down on an old bamboo chair, and the system automatically absorbed spiritual energy for initiation; he checked in at a ten-year-old teahouse and picked up the "Lazy Immortal Tuna Jue" for free; he squatted in an abandoned Taoist temple and took a nap, and a bronze compass rolled out at his feet that automatically protected the master.
The wealthy young man smashed his divination stall: "Does a bad fortune teller deserve to hang out in my territory?" He stretched and sat up straight, and green flames suddenly appeared on his fingertips - "Do it? How tiring... But you have to have fun smashing my stall."
When the ancient martial arts expert came forward with a sword in his hand, he crossed his legs and yawned: "I can train you for three years by lying down for half an hour."
--Is this a street Taoist priest? He is clearly the founder of Taoism in the lying world!
Are there any other ideas that are different?