2. Once you collect treasures, ride an ox down to Yangzhou (10)

2. Once you collect treasures, ride an ox down to Yangzhou (10)

After listening patiently, the middle-aged beggar couldn't help but smile and said: "It is indeed the temperament of old nun Baiyun. She is stubborn and hard. In order to protect her disciples, she loved the house as much as the birds, and favored Mo Hu'er. She did a bad job in this matter."

After slandering Master Baiyun, the middle-aged beggar looked at the young man in front of him with interest. Suddenly he stretched out his hand and touched it. Wang Chong felt a strange true energy pour into his body, swim around in his meridians and then recede.

Wang Chong was horrified, and the hairs all over his body were freezing. He did not dare to activate Yuanyang's true energy. He allowed Lingsu'er's true energy to come and go. He was unprepared and did not send the true energy into the orifice of heaven and earth in advance. Even if it happened again, No matter how hard he conceals it, he will definitely be detected by the middle-aged beggar who possesses the cultivation level of Emeixin Dharma.

The middle-aged beggar marveled and said: "Old nun Baiyun is really blind, she actually let go of such a piece of pure gold and jade." He stretched out his hand to support Wang Chong and shouted: "How can a man kneel down and worship others easily when he has gold under his knees? Come on! Come on, don't be so resentful."

Wang Chong broke out in a cold sweat and was stunned for a long time before he suddenly came to his senses. He stood up as if he was blessed, wiped his tears, and replied respectfully: "Senior, since he is acquainted with Immortal Master Baiyun, he must be a game." Feng Chen is a first-class swordsman, I wonder if Jing Yu will have the opportunity to become his disciple?"

The middle-aged beggar laughed loudly and said: "You are quite clever! I know Baiyun. That old nun Baiyun may not like me, and she can't be considered an acquaintance. I am Lingsuer, the beggar king, and I inherit the tradition of Lao Tieli from Dulong Temple in Xichuan. The ancestral lineage of Taoism, Buddhism and Taoism cultivation, our sect has a rule, if you want to become a disciple, you have to be a beggar for twenty years, are you willing?"

Wang Chong is very thoughtful, so how can he answer such questions as whether he is willing or not? He knelt down on his knees, kowtowed eight times, and shouted: "Master! Please bow to me, disciple."

The Beggar King Lingsuer couldn't help but burst into laughter and said: "You boy, you are really smart! But wait a moment to become my disciple. I can accept you as my disciple... but there is a condition."

Wang Chong folded his arms and said, "Master, if you have any conditions, just tell me."

Ling Suer laughed loudly and said: "You promised the old Taoist priest Yang Zhuozhen to help him resist the revenge of his senior brother. My disciple has the most important promise. If you do this well, the old beggar will accept you as his disciple." "

Wang Chong breathed a sigh of relief. He thought it was some kind of test! He is fully confident that he can do such small things perfectly. It's just that he originally wanted to refine the underworld snake. With three underworld snakes in hand, he could easily resist Senior Brother Yang Zhuozhen and a group of helpers, but now it was not easy to use, and he had to find another way.

Wang Chong was thinking about it in his mind, but he agreed readily and said: "Even if Master doesn't tell me about this matter, I will help to the end, and I will not let Master down."

Lingsuer nodded, casually rolled up his sleeves and robe, and the breeze filled the room, and he disappeared without a trace.

The guests and waiters in the restaurant were doing everything as usual. They didn't seem to notice that a middle-aged beggar had just appeared. This showed that the beggar king's swordsmanship was so good that it was invisible and invisible.

As soon as Ling Suer left, Wang Chong felt relieved and almost collapsed on the ground.

"Why is he so indifferent to my practice of Emeishan Dharma?" Wang Chong just had this idea, and the Dzi Bead gave him a chill, turning into a short line of words between his eyebrows: "He thought you learned it in Mount Emei."

Wang Chong was immediately stunned, and after a while he stopped laughing and thought to himself: "So that's it, I'm used to being a thief, and I have a ghost in my heart that I can't even think of this."

His mind was lively, and the first thing he did was to think of several treasures on his body.

"Thanks to my caution, I put the Taihao Ring and Yuanyang Sword on my arms and covered them with my sleeves. If they were hanging on my wrists and Ling Suer saw them, wouldn't it be obvious? I am not even an immortal. How can a boy who hasn't even started yet have so many treasures?"

"How can such good luck be repeated again and again? I should hide these two things first and not let this master find them."

"These treasures are nothing more. After all, they are foreign objects and can still be hidden and found. But what should we do with those dark snakes? The dark snakes will come out of the vat in the next few days. The Beggar King Lingsuer... should be a righteous immortal cultivator! If so, The new master knows that I used the bones of monks to practice the Dark Snake King Curse, and he is afraid that he will clean up his family in a matter of seconds."

Wang Chong was also a little lucky that Ling Su'er left immediately. If Ling Su'er stayed, he would have exposed all his flaws in a short time. Now that the Beggar King left, it gave him a chance to make up for his flaws.

Wang Chong was born in a demon sect, and he had heard a little about powerful figures from good and evil sects, but he had never heard of the Tieli Patriarch of Xichuan Dulong Temple, and this was the first time he heard of Ling Su'er's name today.

Although he knew that the Dzi Bead was a rare treasure and that it would be a great fate for him to become a disciple, he still felt uneasy. However, since the master had already worshiped him, it was impossible for him to regret it.

Wang Chong was thinking in his mind when Yan Dzi Zhu sent out another picture scroll with only a few lines of text: Ling Su'er is Han Wugou's secular nephew. He is the head of three families and is the best master in the world.

"Han Wugu?"

Wang Chong has gone through thousands of times in his mind, but he has never heard of Han Wugou's name. His "teacher" is the head of three families. One is the ancestor of Tieli of Xichuan Dulong Temple, and the other one is naturally Han Wugou. But I don’t know which other family has the true biography?

Wang Chong thought about it for a while and thought: "We can only take one step at a time and wait until the underworld snake comes out of the vat before we talk about anything else. If the underworld snake comes out of the vat and is discovered by Ling Suer, it will be difficult for me to survive." "

Wang Chong was not stingy about the three underworld snakes. Compared with the opportunity of becoming a disciple of Beggar Wang Lingsuer, those external things were nothing to mention. I just regret that his magic power is too weak, he can only practice magic, but he has no means to destroy the corpses of the three underworld snakes. Otherwise, if he destroys the three underworld snakes, it will be over.

Wang Chong composed his thoughts and had no intention of eating or drinking. After paying the bills, he stood up and left.

After returning to his residence, Wang Chong secretly calculated the time. There were about seven days left when the underworld snake came out of the tank. He had to make sure that Ling Suer was not nearby on that day so that he would not expose himself.

Of course Wang Chong didn't have the ability to order the Beggar King and let the master run around, but he knew one thing, if he was not here, Lingsuer would most likely not be nearby.

Wang Chong thought about it for a long time, summoned Wang Xiang and Yang Yao, and said, "I have something that you must do together with me."

Wang Xiang and Yang Yao naturally did not dare to disobey his order, so they were taken to Yang Zhuozhen Taoist Temple that night.

Yang Zhuozhen thought that even if Wang Chong agreed to help, he would only come when something happened. How could he have expected that he would bring his little beggar here a few days in advance? The old Taoist priest seemed to be happy about everything. Not only did he walk backwards to welcome him, he also vacated all the Taoist temple buildings. His master and his disciples crowded into one room, and the rest were given to Wang Chong and his little beggars.