Chapter 1022 Your father once begged for food on the street with me

But the old beggar's eyes narrowed, and a thick ray of earth energy flowed silently from his palm, as if he saw something.

The body of Tao medicine...this wooden cart, what a guy!

That one actually had his mind set on himself...

He couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that the cause and effect of that brat's contamination was actually transmitted to him. From this point of view, there was indeed something old.

The old beggar looked in the direction of the majestic Yuzhu Mountains, and there was a meaningful look in his eyes. He was not too surprised.

If that person didn't notice him, it would probably be a bit unexpected and would make him laugh or cry.

Their nameless sect is close to the Hongmeng River in the wild sky. No matter how the sky expands and the territory expands, the sect will always appear on the edge of the Hongmeng River.

It's just that the Five Elements Taoist ancestor seems to have a huge appetite now. He wants to occupy all the unclaimed territory in the expanding blue sky and forest sea, which is even bigger than the appetite of the Changsheng family.

He doesn't seem to have plans to build his own domain. After all, the path to immortality is cut off, and he is shackled by the top immortals of all races, unable to cultivate to the level of a Six Tribulation Immortal who can support a world.

They finally met in this immortal destiny.

The old beggar looked at the shy little Wuhen and nodded and smiled: "Yes, your family is indeed related to the old man and me. What is your last name?"

far away.

Xiao Wuhen got out of the car in a hurry and saluted repeatedly: "Immortal, my name is Qian Wuhen, from the Dao Ling Clan, and my father's name is Chen Xun. It was my father who asked me to come here to seek immortality and seek the Tao."

Chen Xun!

As soon as this name came out, the old beggar already knew it in his heart, but when he heard it, his face couldn't help but change color slightly. Your father is actually Chen Xun...

The one who actually sent his son to the old man is here? ! What are you doing here, the second generation immortal? !

Damn it, just go find your father! You rode a broken wooden cart all the way here to fool an old man like me. You two are really good at it.

Naturally, he is not stupid enough to calculate Xiao Wuhen's fortune, or to understand your past and present lives with a flash of his eyes. However, there are quite a few such fortune tellers in the world. You can go and find them. Immortal cultivators do not have this ability for the time being.

Moreover, the cause and effect on him was so great that it was impossible to calculate anything backwards.

The old beggar's face was speechless, but he didn't dare to get too angry. He followed the words and said, "Yes, your father once begged for food on the street with me, and we had a bit of a begging friendship."

"Haha..." Xiao Wuhen laughed naively. He really believed it. His father could definitely do such a thing. He and the dog on the roadside could chat a few words.

The old beggar waved helplessly, which was considered to be a forced recognition of this relationship. He also knew that the person who asked his son to come to him must have something to ask for, and there was no need to be so particular and cautious.

Although he seems slovenly, his mind is very clear. Since the Five Elements Taoist is willing to hand over his son directly to him, then he believes in him and there is no need for further contact.

With a small move, the two of them had an invisible connection, which was very mysterious. Of course, the two little fools next to them who were not familiar with the world couldn't see it...

"Hey, little brother!" Bai Xinghan was stunned, and his eyes turned into surprise again, "Do you still know us? I, Xinghan, it's a stupid eagle!"

"Hey~~~" Yaden raised his front legs, and there was joy in his eyes. He was the boss's child.

However, Bai Xinghan's wisdom was even more foolish. Since he was related to the boss's family, he naturally couldn't criticize this old man in front of his children.

Otherwise, it would be like saying bad things about other people’s bosses behind their backs!

In his heart, he respected Chen Xun very much, and he kept those incomprehensible words deeply in his heart, hoping to become enlightened one day in the future.

But in the future, after I take care of this old man and send him to his old age, I will take my little brother with me and run away together. It just so happens that I have a companion on the road and an extra pair of chopsticks. It doesn't matter.

"Brother Xinghan!!" Xiao Wuhen also exclaimed at the same time, his eyes also showed a look of joy, and the restraint and hesitation that he had just arrived had disappeared.

It's good to have acquaintances.

The old beggar sighed slightly. Ever since he saw the wooden carving, it goes without saying that these two people must know each other. Why were they picked up by him, and there was a Dao Ling clan...

There is a bullshit Daoling tribe in this three thousand world, and he almost believed it.

The old beggar coughed lightly: "There is no initiation ceremony. That brat is your senior brother, and that stupid brat is your second senior brother. You...just be a junior brother and hang out here together."

"Old man, what do you mean by dawdling?!" Bai Xinghan became anxious for a moment, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, "It was agreed at the beginning that I would bow down to you three times and nine times, young master, and you would take me to the sky and escape from the earth in the future. Now you tell me that you are just messing around? How can that be true?”

He was really angry. He was spitting everywhere, speaking righteously, and his voice was like a bell. He looked at the old beggar as if he was the enemy who killed his father...

"Hey~~!!" Yaden also became anxious and snorted repeatedly.

"Hahaha..." The old beggar was not angry at all, but pointed at them and laughed, "Wuhen, you must not imitate this brat's temper and become impatient when provoked."

Bai Xinghan looked at the old man who was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, and he cursed and laughed in anger.

Rumble...

Suddenly, before his curses dissipated, dark clouds rolled in from the sky, thunder continued, and suddenly a bolt of lightning surged from the sky. By coincidence, it hit Bai Xinghan's body.

boom!

The ground cracked, and a huge crater of thunder suddenly appeared. Bai Xinghan's black hair turned into an afro, his face was charred, he kept belching black smoke, and he had a peaceful smile on his lips.

Yaden was messy in the thunderstorm, his mane was trembling, he was a little cold, and he stopped barking...

The old beggar stroked his weed-like beard and exclaimed in a pretentious manner: "You brat, I asked you not to scold the old man casually. Do you think this is not a punishment from God?"

After he finished speaking, he showed a kind smile towards the stunned Xiao Wuhen who was not far away.

Xiao Wuhen shivered all over... He had never scolded an old man. His father taught him that he respected the old and loved the young. Of course... he respected the virtuous old and loved the educated young.

In my father's words, if it's a shameless old thief, there's no need to say anything, just use him as a walking stick. If it's a child who doesn't understand, there's no need to say anything, just drag him to the woods and give him a beating...

This sentence simply penetrated into his heart. After all, he was the child who couldn't understand the words before, and he was really treated like this by his father until he understood the words. He felt the same.

He swallowed secretly and showed an awkward but polite smile to the old beggar. He wondered what Brother Xinghan's situation was now.

Before Xiao Wuhen had time to think too much, a blackened hand appeared on the thunder pit, which made him breath a sigh of relief. It was just good that Brother Xinghan was not struck to death by the thunder.

At this point, Yaden carried Bai Xinghan to the creek to take a bath. He heard that the latter recovered from his injuries for several months.

Later, Xiao Wuhen also completely integrated into this unknown little sect. Master, Old Beggar, Senior Brother, Brother Xinghan, Second Senior Brother, Brother Silly Diao...

There is nothing spectacular about their immortal cultivation career. They either drink the northwest wind or recuperate for several months. Flying to the sky and escaping from the earth does not exist at all, and it is difficult to fly a stone.

Xiao Wuhen was in good condition and never returned on his way to drink the northwest wind. He thought that cultivating immortals was just like this, boring and boring. Without the master who often teased and teased them, they might not have been able to persist.

His heart has always been full of yearning. If he could learn the art of flying, he would be the first to rush home and take his father to heaven!

However, the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is always quite skinny...