Wandering in the world of martial arts

Nine-fingered beggar!

Hong Qigong.

Being able to eat in the inn so unscrupulously, and still so casually and naturally, ignoring the surprised eyes of the people around him at all, but the eyes of the people around him are disdainful and extremely free and easy.And among the beggars, only Hong Qigong could give Yue Yuan the feeling of being a master.

It can be said that among the diners in this inn, Hong Qigong and Yue Yuan, who were dressed in luxurious golden Taoist robes, attracted the most attention.

One eats and drinks casually, and has a chic posture, while the other wears luxuriously, eats luxuriously, and enjoys himself leisurely.

Both of them are different!

It can be said that the unique performance of the two of them here completely attracted the attention of everyone around them.It's just that both of them have one thing in common, that is, they care about themselves and ignore other people's eyes.

But at this moment, seeing Hong Qigong looking at him curiously, Yue Yuan, who noticed it, of course smiled and looked at him, and at the same time raised his glass to toast Hong Qigong to show that he was a junior in the world.

"..."

He stared at Yue Yuan with piercing eyes. For Hong Qigong, it was the first time he had seen such an outrageously luxurious Taoist priest in his decades of travelling.And based on his analysis, the strange gold-robed Taoist priest in front of him definitely did not come down from Zhongnan.

Based on Hong Qigong's previous understanding of Wang Chongyang, he wished to spend a lot of money to fight against gold, so naturally he would not allow his disciples to wear such luxurious Taoist robes, so the Taoist robes of Quanzhen Sect have always been simple.

So what sect is the Taoist priest in front of him?

Frowning in thought, Hong Qigong realized that none of the relevant Taoist figures he knew before were so flamboyant.And I just looked at the other party for a while, and the other party could feel my gaze, which shows that the other party's skill is not bad, and he is a young master.

After Yue Yuan raised his glass to Hong Qigong, Hong Qigong was startled for a moment, then suddenly laughed and became happy.

Then the whole person got up from the table, strode to Yue Yuan's table, sat down, reached out and took half a roast chicken from the plate on Yue Yuan's table, gnawed it and said with a smile: "Little Taoist priest, how can you finish such a table of delicious food by yourself? Let the old beggar help!"

"Ha ha!"

"The junior is naturally happy to get help from the senior!"

Yue Yuan was a little surprised that Hong Qigong came to his table, but obviously the leader of the beggar gang had already taken an interest in him.Faced with the uninvited visit of the Nine-fingered Beggar, Yue Yuan naturally had no objection.

It can be said that among the five wonders of the Jianghu, the only one who really walks the Jianghu and is a chivalrous man is this slovenly old beggar in front of him.

The west is poisonous and vicious, Dongxie only cares about his own affairs at all, and Master Nandi Yideng is only a monk halfway, and more often he is accompanied by the ancient Qingdeng Buddha.Wang Chongyang who raised the anti-golden banner is dead, but only Beibei Hong Qigong has always maintained his nature, maintained his chivalry and righteousness, and added positive energy to this world.

It can be said that in the two dramas of Shooting the Condor and the Condor God, the only person Yue Yuan admires is the nine-fingered beggar in front of him.

May I ask, in Jiang Hu, how many people can pat their chests and tell everyone that all the people he killed in his life deserved their crimes, without exception?But Hong Qigong can.

"Although this roast chicken is good in this town, it's not the most authentic, but it's the only way to eat it now!"

Facing Hong Qigong, Yue Yuan tapped the leftover roasted chicken with his chopsticks, and commented like this, quite disappointed in his words.

"really!"

Hong Qigong pondered for a while, bit a piece of meat hard, and nodded his approval after drinking the wine: "The taste of this roast chicken is not authentic, but it is very good in this small town. Already!" The two reached a consensus on the food in the inn.

Regarding eating and drinking, Yue Yuan and Hong Qigong are still very similar in some respects.

"correct!"

"Little Taoist priest, what sect do you belong to? Old beggar, I have been walking in the world for so many years, and I have never seen a Taoist priest dressed like this!"

After a few big bites, most of the half of the roast chicken in his hand had disappeared, leaving only a skeleton. After casually throwing it on the empty plate next to him, Hong Qigong's eyes fell on Yue Yuan's golden body On the Taoist robe, he frowned doubtfully.

For Hong Qigong, if he didn't understand, he just asked directly, he didn't know how to play sharply.

"Well!"

"Huashan, Chunyang!"

Yue Yuan was taken aback for a moment, and then answered without hesitation about his virtual sect background, saying: "However, under normal circumstances, they are mainly dressed in blue and white Taoist robes, and this junior is because of his own hobbies and other things. The reason for this is nothing more than this!"

Huashan, Chunyang?

Chunyang Hong Qigong knows, but does Huashan have this sect?But after thinking carefully again, Hong Qigong remembered that in the long Tang Dynasty, there seemed to be such a sect in Huashan, but it was destroyed because of the Anshi Rebellion.At this point, Huashan Chunyang scattered, one of them drifted to Zhongnan, and didn't Wang Chongyang talk to himself as the heir of Chunyang?

Thinking of this, I thought that this person in front of me really has something to do with Quanzhen Sect!

"Because of the war, our sect has disbanded, and there is only this junior left in Chunyang!"

Looking at Hong Qigong's pensive look, Yue Yuan sighed in a sigh and sad tone: "Although Quanzhen has the inheritance of Chunyang, they are only Quanzhen, not Chunyang!"

"..."

Hearing Yue Yuan's words, Hong Qigong didn't say a word, and he could feel the bleak scene in his heart. The long-standing sect has become what it is today, and no one can accept it.From another standpoint, if the Beggar Gang becomes like this, Hong Qigong will naturally feel uncomfortable.

half an hour.

"The little Taoist, don't you think about restoring the sect?"

He picked up a piece of pig's trotter with his right hand again, Hong Qigong asked after taking a bite.

"Why do the younger generation want to rebuild Chunyang in this section of the street? Could it be destroyed in the flames of war again?"

Hearing Hong Qigong's words, Yue Yuan raised his sword eyebrows, and asked back: "In my opinion, perhaps in a dozen years, even Quanzhen will step into the flames of war. I don't know how many sects in this world will be destroyed by Once it is built and then destroyed, I will not do such a thing.”

"Well……"

Hearing the words, Hong Qigong's expression became extremely solemn, looking at the young Taoist priest in front of him, he asked lightly, "What do you mean, little Taoist priest?"

Raising his head, Yue Yuan leisurely picked up a chopstick dish in his bowl, took a sip from the wine glass, and then smiled and said: "Could it be that senior can't see it?" Having said that, Yue Yuan stretched out his hand Pointing to the north.

Immediately, Hong Qigong fell silent.

He knew what Yue Yuan was referring to. Over the past decade or so, Da Song faced Da Jin like a wolf. Facing Da Jin's invasion, many knights in the rivers and lakes chose to resist Jin. , and especially Wang Chongyang, who was the head teacher of Quanzhen at the time, it can be said that many people in the arena are united under Wang Chongyang's anti-golden banner.

More than ten years later, Dajin declined, but another tiger more terrifying than Dajin stepped on Dajin's body and was born in the north. This is Mongolia.

There was a long silence.

Hong Qigong laughed suddenly, wiped the oil stains from the corner of his mouth, the old beggar raised his head to meet Yue Yuan's gaze, and said, "But young people are so lifeless, I don't like old beggars!" He stretched out his greasy right hand and grabbed Yue Yuan's shoulder.

Facing the opponent's sudden attack, Yue Yuan was stunned for a moment.

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