"What do you mean?" Xu Changqing suddenly looked up to the sky, with a wry smile on his face. Before he was about to go to Beiping to stop the Xuangang Demon from going against the sky, a disciple who was suitable for the inheritance of the Nine-Rank Idle Man appeared in front of him inexplicably. Could it be that this was a hint from God? Xu Changqing couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

Xu Changqing took a deep breath, calmed down his slightly excited mood, and walked towards the little beggar. It was not until he walked to him that the little beggar who was watching others eat porridge and found that there was one more person in front of him. He quickly guarded the child beside him vigilantly and looked up. When he saw Xu Changqing, who was also skinny, a trace of hesitation appeared on his face, and he looked down at the half jar of porridge at the bottom of his arms. As if he was making some difficult decision, he finally made up his mind and pushed half jar of porridge to Xu Changqing's feet, and said in a tender voice: "You are hungry than me, I'll give you this porridge!"

Xu Changqing was stunned for a moment, looked down at the porridge under her feet, as if she felt some opportunity, but she couldn't grasp it. After thinking for a while, her face suddenly realized. She laughed and bent down to pick up the jar, without thinking it was dirty. She drank the porridge inside in one breath. Some people from the slums around saw an adult like Xu Changqing who actually scrambled with children to drink porridge, and all accused them loudly. Some slum workers in the dock seemed to be ready to show off in front of the woman, and were ready to step forward to teach Xu Changqing a lesson.

The infatuated woman also looked over when she heard the sound. At first, her face was a little unhesitant, but when she saw the golden bell tied behind Xu Changqing's braids and the dry bamboo in her hand, her face changed. She immediately handed over the work in her hand to the person who came with her, walked quickly to Xu Changqing, saluted him respectfully and said: "Little woman Bai Lingqing has seen Mr. Bai Lingqing, thanks for waking up the woman yesterday."

Xu Changqing turned to look at Bai Lingqing, nodded slightly, and ignored her. Instead, he returned the jar to the little beggar, squatted down, and said to him: "Since I have drunk your apprentice porridge, you will be the 38th generation successor of my Nine-Rule Idle Lineage. What's your name?"

The child looked at Xu Changqing blankly, his mouth wide open, not knowing how to face the man in front of him who was thinner than him, and Bai Lingqing, who was standing beside him, immediately understood and quickly replied on his behalf: "Sir, his name is Huangshan." As he said that, he turned to the little beggar and said: "Xiaoshan, why don't you kowtow quickly, call me Master."

"Huangshan? The name is good, it has a bit of a fairy-like and traitful look." Xu Changqing smiled slightly and nodded.

"I, I don't want to become a disciple. The elder will hit me!" Huang Shan's face, who had just understood, suddenly turned pale. He shook his head vigorously, and his face looked at Xu Changqing with fear, saying, "You go too! If the elder knows, he will hit you. It hurts to hit someone with his stick!"

"What a kind child, who is completely opposite to the character of the nine-rate idle people of all generations. Perhaps the thirty-six numbers of Tiangang have been gone. God wants to change the taste of the nine-rate idle people!" Xu Changqing looked at the little beggar in front of him who was still worried about others, and couldn't help but smile. He ignored his fear and took off the golden bell from his hair, tied it to the little beggar in his braid, and said to himself: "As a master, there is no good gift for you. This golden bell is a symbol of the nine-rate idle people of all generations. Since you are already the thirty-eighth generation, this golden bell will naturally be passed on to you."

The little beggar had never seen gold before, and was stunned for a moment. It was not until Xu Changqing tied the bell that he realized, and looked at the exquisite and small golden bell in front of him in a daze. The other beggars also forgot to drink porridge, and they all surrounded them and looked at the golden bell in the hands of the little beggar with strange and enviousness. The faces of the dock workers who were still righteous around changed, and they looked at the golden bells under the lights greedily, hoping to grab them immediately.

Xu Changqing felt that a big stone seemed to have been put down in his heart, and his whole body became unprecedentedly relaxed. At this time, the true essence of the golden elixir was automatically circulating wildly in the way of the great circumference. Soon all the true essence of the golden elixir was converted into the true essence of the golden liquid, filling the upper, middle and lower dantians half full before stopping. Then the Nine-River Dao began to absorb the thin spiritual energy of the heaven and earth around, converting it into the true essence of the golden elixir, and gradually recovering 20% ​​of the cultivation level.

At this moment, Xu Changqing felt an inexplicable joy, and knew that after the three dantians of the upper, middle and lower levels were all filled with the true essence of the golden liquid, his cultivation would enter the last step of the Great Dao Jindan practice to retreat and return to the liquid. From the sight of this little beggar with the innate Taoist bones, he had found one of the opportunities to understand the boundaries of happiness and worldly affairs. He accepted this little beggar as his disciple and passed the token of the sign of the nine-level idle people to him, which means that the responsibility of the nine-level idle people in Xu Changqing was transferred to the little beggar.

Not only this, it also includes the cause and effect of the Chen family, as well as the same qi and meridian fortune. In other words, at this moment, Xu Changqing's qi and meridians have gradually been lifted out of the current situation of tangling with the Chen family, and gradually become independent and form a self-contained relationship. As long as the little beggar completes the cultivation of the Shangqing Nine Transformations Golden Elixir, he will continue to serve as the guide of the Chen family on his behalf, and Xu Changqing himself escapes and becomes a true free and leisurely man.

Xu Changqing stood up with a very good mood, turned to Bai Lingqing and asked, "Miss Bai, how about that peach wood man?"

"The peach wood man is still here, I..." Bai Lingqing's face suddenly dimmed, and she remembered the sad thing. She took out the peach wood man with a jade pendant inlaid from her arms and put it in her palm to caress it. It seemed that it was still difficult to make up her mind.

"If you break it, you break it," Xu Changqing sighed, shook his head, and said, "Even if you don't want to break it, someone will force you to break it."

Bai Lingqing looked at Xu Changqing in confusion, and then followed his gaze and looked behind him. Five or six gangsters with scorpion braids walked towards this side under the leadership of a middle-aged man wearing black silk clothes and a bunch of triangular eyes. At this time, the group of little beggars who were just noisy for the golden bells that the little beggar Huang Shan had just obtained quiet down and retreated to the shack beside him, looking at the middle-aged man in black in horror. Huang Shan was stunned and couldn't help but hide behind Xu Changqing, with a small hand tightly grasping the hem of Xu Changqing's long gown. Those around who were peeping at the golden bells also retreated one after another, keeping a distance from Bai Lingqing.

"It's Zhang Sanqian." Bai Lingqing's face became extremely ugly, and he said to Xu Changqing: "These little beggars were all brought by him, and they are the domineering people in the slums."

Xu Changqing looked indifferent, looked at the man coldly, turned around, touched Huangshan's head, and secretly cast a magic spell to stabilize his mind.

"Miss Bai is such a great charity! He came to our poor corner again to do good deeds," Zhang Sanqian walked up with a smile and said, "Zhang admires it, admire!"

"Mr. Zhang is too rewarded! I just do something that people do," Bai Lingqing looked at Zhang Sanqian contemptuously and said, "It seems that I have not broken Mr. Zhang's rules when I come here to do good deeds!"

"Yes! You did not break my rules, and you also helped me raise these little boys," Zhang Sanqian's pair of triangular eyes kept staring at Bai Lingqing's body. When he saw the peach wood man holding his hand, his eyes lit up, and then he smiled and said with a slut: "But I have something to do to ask Miss Bai. I heard that Miss Bai got a peach wood man yesterday. A friend I know wanted this thing. Please take it out, please take it out!" As he said that, he took out two broken silver ingots from his arms and threw it on the table, saying, "Don't say that I, Zhang Sanqian, even robbed women's things, just think that I bought this broken silver!"

"If he wants this Taomu man to buy it himself," Bai Lingqing immediately understood what was going on, his face turned pale, he took the Taomu man into his arms, and said coldly: "I won't sell it to you."

Zhang Sanqian put away his smile and said coldly: "Hmph! Miss Bai has the support of a noble person, so I naturally don't dare to do anything to you? But?" As he said that, he pointed to the little beggars around him who were full of fear, and said: "If I don't get what I want, I will be very angry. If I get angry, I will hit people, and it will be no serious. With Miss Bai's kindness, I shouldn't let these little boys suffer!"

"You are shameless!" Bai Lingqing's face turned red and she glared at Zhang Sanqian. Zhang Sanqian seemed to have been used to this kind of gaze, without any discomfort, and still looked like a gangster. Finally, Bai Lingqing looked at the poor little beggars, gritted her teeth, took out the peach wood man from her arms and threw it to Zhang Sanqian, and said, "If you take it, get out, take away your stinky money."

Zhang Sanqian carefully took the Taomu man. When he saw the technique used by the Taomu man, his face changed slightly and said, "Gezaoshan Puppet Technique?" He then said to himself: "It's a pity to give it to that guy. If you give it to the old man, you might be able to find out what secrets are inside. When you are happy, you will pass on me a few more hands..."

Just when Zhang Sanqian was imagining, one of his subordinates seemed to have found the golden bell tied to Huangshan's braids. He looked greedy and leaned against Zhang Sanqian's ears and said a few words in a low voice. After hearing this, Zhang Sanqian also bypassed Bai Lingqing to look at Huangshan, which was hiding behind Xu Changqing. When he saw the golden bell, his eyes were bulging out and saliva was about to fall off.

"Xiaoshan, come here! Come to the elder and let the elder see the golden bell behind your braid!" Zhang Sanqian said in a hypocritical smile and a gloomy tone, not seeing Xu Changqing standing in front of Huangshan at all. After he saw this person, he must be a refugee who had escaped.

When Xu Changqing was in the Chen family, he was despised so much. Anyone who was dissatisfied respectfully called him Mr. Xu. Zhang Sanqian's ignorance of his methods of doing things directly angered Xu Changqing. He said with a angrily smile: "Disser, stand up! Look at the master who has helped you clean up the garbage!"

After saying that, Huang Shan held the hand that was holding the hem of his clothes tightly and handed it to Bai Lingqing, then slowly walked towards Zhang Sanqian.

Xu Changqing had just taken two steps, and Zhang Sanqian's left and right thugs protected him behind him, and then rushed towards Xu Changqing in disorganized manner. Xu Changqing suddenly disappeared from everyone, but appeared behind them in the blink of an eye, and the thugs only felt someone patting their chests. Then the thugs' expressions became extremely painful, their faces turned red, and they all knelt on the ground. The mud they knelt down seemed to be baked by high temperatures, and the moisture evaporated instantly, and abnormal dry and cracked traces appeared on the ground. Before the people could scream a few more, all the internal organs in their bodies seemed to have turned into lit gasoline, and a raging fire appeared in their seven orifices. In a moment, the fire in their bodies burned through their bodies, turning them into several huge fireballs, which quickly turned into ashes under the horror of everyone.

The scene in front of him happened too quickly. Before everyone could understand what happened, the few people who were alive just now turned into a pile of coke. Although the people around him didn't know why these people turned into fireballs, it was certain that they must have something to do with the thin man in front of him. Everyone looked at Xu Changqing in horror, as if they saw some monster. Some old people even knelt down and called on the God of Fire to the earth. Compared with the adults around, the little beggars were much calmer. Perhaps because of the resentment that had been accumulated for too long. When they saw the thugs wailing in pain, all the little beggars showed happy smiles, and only Huang Shan couldn't bear to bury his head in Bai Lingqing's arms.

This move was based on his unique Five Elements Taoism, and used it in the way of the Taihe Gate Yin and Yang Five Elements Hand, and gradually formed a kind of martial arts that is neither Tao nor vulgar, called the Five Elements War Decision. This kind of Taoism does not require a magic seal or a spell, and can be used at will. Just now, it was just a little five elements spiritual fire to attract them, which instantly amplified the power of their own Three Yang True Fire nearly a hundred times, causing them to spontaneously ignite. Since this is the first time Xu Changqing used this kind of Taoism, it was obviously far beyond his imagination. He was stunned when he saw this scene.

The most shocking thing was Zhang Sanqian. He did not expect that the person in front of him, who was like a disaster victim, was actually a master of Taoism. Judging from the casually exposed one hand, a half-baked Taoist practitioner like him would definitely not be able to match him. So he took a few steps back and looked for a way out, while lifting the font size and saying, "I don't know which mountain gate fellow Taoist is from. I am a disciple of the beggar's gate covering the sky hand. Maybe we are a little misunderstanding."

"Chang Yin? It turns out that this guy has not been beaten to death by Ren Sanjiu, but he even accepted his disciples." Xu Changqing smiled coldly and said, "It just happened to help Ren Sanjiu clean up the portal, and settle the new and old accounts with him in the future."
Chapter completed!