Chapter 1022: Your Father Used to Beg for Food on the Street with Me

But the old beggar's eyes narrowed slightly, and a thick earth vein aura flowed silently in his palm, as if he had seen something.

The body of Taoist medicine... this wooden cart, what a thing!

That person actually set his sights on himself...

He laughed dumbly, it seemed that the cause and effect that the stinky boy had been infected with was actually transmitted to himself, so it seemed that there was indeed an old one.

The old beggar looked in the direction of the magnificent Yuzhu Mountain Range, with a meaningful look in his eyes, and he was not too surprised.

If that person had not noticed him, it would probably be a bit unexpected, and it would be ridiculous.

Their nameless sect is close to the Hongmeng River in the Savage Heaven Realm. No matter how the Heaven Realm expands, how the territory and earth veins expand, the sect will always appear on the edge of the Hongmeng River.

But now the Five Elements Daozu seems to have a big appetite. He wants to occupy all the ownerless areas of the expanding Biqiong Forest Sea, which is even bigger than the appetite of the Changsheng Family.

He didn't seem to have any plans to build his own domain. After all, the immortal road was cut off, and he was shackled by the top immortals of all races, so he couldn't cultivate to the six-tribulation immortal that could nourish a world.

They finally met in the immortal destiny.

The old beggar looked at the shy little Wuhen and nodded and smiled: "Yes, your family does have an old relationship with me, old man. What's your name?"

In the distance.

Little Wuhen got off the car in a hurry and bowed repeatedly: "Immortal, my name is Qian Wuhen, from the Daoling clan, my father is Chen Xun, it was my father who asked me to come here to seek immortals and seek the way."

Chen Xun!

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

Who actually sent his son to me, an old man? ! What is the second generation of immortals coming to me to make trouble? !

Damn it, why don't you just go find your father! You two are really good at making things happen, riding a broken wooden cart all the way here to fool an old man like me.

He certainly wasn't stupid enough to predict Xiao Wuhen's past and present lives with a flash of his eyes, but there are many such fortune tellers in the mortal world, you can go find them, and the immortal cultivators don't have this ability for the time being.

And the karma he has is too big, and he can't calculate anything by looking back.

The old beggar's face was speechless, but he didn't dare to get too angry, and said along with the words: "Yes, your father used to beg for food on the street with me, and we have a kind of begging friendship."

"Haha..." Xiao Wuhen laughed innocently, he really believed that his father would definitely do such a thing, he could even chat with a dog on the roadside.

The old beggar waved his hand helplessly, and he forcibly acknowledged this relationship. He also knew that the person who asked his son to come to him must have something to ask for, so there was no need to be so particular and cautious.

Although he seemed unkempt, his mind was very clear. Since the Five Elements Daoist Patriarch was willing to hand over his son directly to him, he believed in him and did not need to have more exchanges.

With a small move, the two of them had an invisible spiritual connection, which was very mysterious. Of course, the two young fools next to him who had not experienced much in the world could not see it...

"Hey, little brother!" Bai Xinghan was stunned, and his eyes turned into surprise, "Do you still know us, me, Xinghan, and it, Sha Diao!"

"Huh~~~" Yadian raised his front legs, and his eyes showed great joy. It was the boss's child.

However, Bai Xinghan's wisdom was still three points better than Sha Diao. Since it was the boss's family relationship, he naturally could not say anything bad about the old man in front of the child.

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 those inexplicable words were deeply remembered in his heart, waiting for enlightenment one day in the future.

But after I take care of this old man and see him to his death, I will take my little brother with me on the road. It's just right that I have another companion on the road, and it's not a big deal to have an extra pair of chopsticks.

"Brother Xinghan!" Xiao Wuhen also exclaimed at the same time, and his eyes also showed great joy. The restraint and hesitation when he came just now have disappeared.

It's good to have acquaintances.

The old beggar sighed slightly. Since he saw the wood carving, it goes without saying that these two people must know each other. How come he picked them up, and they came from the Daoling clan...

There is a shit Daoling clan in this three thousand worlds. He almost believed it.

The old beggar coughed lightly: "There is no initiation ceremony. That stinky boy is your senior brother, that silly eagle is your second senior brother, and you... just be a junior brother, and live here together."

"Old man, what do you mean by living a life?!" Bai Xinghan was anxious for a moment, his eyes widened like copper bells, "At the beginning, I kowtowed to you three times and nine times, and you took me to fly in the sky and hide in the earth in the future. Now you tell me that I am here to live a life? How can this be?!"

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

"Huh~~!!" Yadian 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 learn the temper of this stinky boy, who gets anxious when provoked."

Bai Xinghan looked at the old man's dead pig fearless look, and scolded him until he laughed.

Boom boom...

Suddenly, before his curses faded away, dark clouds rolled in from the sky, thunder roared continuously, and suddenly a flash of lightning surged from the sky, and by chance, it hit Bai Xinghan's body.

Boom!

The ground cracked, and a huge thunder pit appeared. Bai Xinghan's black hair turned into an afro, his face was burnt black, and he kept burping black smoke, with a peaceful smile on his lips.

The arrows and lightning were messy in the thunderstorm, his mane was trembling, and he felt a little cold, so he stopped barking...

The old beggar stroked his weed-like beard and exclaimed in a pretentious manner: "You stinky boy, I told you not to scold the old man casually, don't you see that you are being punished by God?"

After he said that, he showed a kind smile to the stunned Xiao Wuhen not far away.

Xiao Wuhen shuddered all over... He had never scolded the old man. His father taught him to respect the old and love the young. Of course... he respected the old with virtue and loved the young with education.

In the words of his father, if he is a shameless old thief, no need to say more, just beat him with a cane, if he is a child who doesn't understand, no need to say more, just drag him to the woods and beat him up...

This sentence really touched his heart. After all, he was the child who didn't understand before, and it was really beaten by his father to understand. He felt the same way.

He secretly swallowed his saliva and showed an awkward but polite smile to the old beggar. He didn't know how Brother Xinghan was doing now.

Before Xiao Wuhen had time to think more, a charred hand appeared on the thunder pit, which made him feel relieved. Brother Xinghan was not killed by the thunder.

At this point, Shi Dian carried Bai Xinghan to the stream to take a bath. It was heard that the latter recovered from his injuries after several months.

Later, Xiao Wuhen also completely integrated into this nameless small sect. Master, old beggar, eldest brother, Xinghan, second brother, silly brother...

Their immortal cultivation life did not have any magnificent feeling. They either starved or recuperated for months. Flying into the sky and hiding in the ground did not exist at all. It was difficult to fly a stone.

Xiao Wuhen was in good condition. He never returned on the road of starving. He thought that immortal cultivation was really like this, boring. If there was no master to tease them from time to time, they might not be able to persist.

His heart was still full of yearning. If he could learn the art of flying, he would be the first to rush home and take his father to the sky!

However, ideals are beautiful, and reality is always quite skinny.....