C9 Pauper Xiaofan

A gentle, elegant, handsome, Eastern foreigner, a fierce, nondescript monk, a pair of strange combinations attracted countless diners.

Especially when the two of them drank wine which was a 'rare treasure' and drank wine which was' dreamy and beautiful ', many people's eyes turned red.

The two chatted as they drank.

The monk said that he was the disciple of Ling Hidden Temple's master, Ling Shang. This time, he was under the order of his master to go down the mountain and gain experience. Ling Batian asked him why he had taken such a weird title.

The monk said: the monk was taken from the wolf mouth by the master. When the monk was saved, the monk kept crying, "Oh, oh, oh, oh." The monk was too lazy to give the name, so he gave the monk a name, "Me, ah."

Ling Batian smiled.

The more the two chatted, the more they began to speculate. Me, Monk Jiu was very interesting. He actually told Ling Batian about the smelly things that happened during an hour. Ling Batian started chuckling.

Unknowingly, several minutes had passed. Ling Batian suggested, "Monk, let's go for a walk."

I, the monk agreed immediately. As the two of them went down the restaurant, they heard the narrator say: "The treasures of the martial arts world, Celestial Devil Zither s, have revealed their Treasure-gathering Auction House, and will be auctioned off on the fifteenth day of the third month. This news was like a thunderbolt in the sky, causing the world and the martial arts world to surge.

"The Celestial Devil Zither, ranked third in the Equipment Ranking, has a voice like a demon's roar and a divine cry. One sound can move the nine heavens, one string can shake the four lakes, and its might is limitless. If it is played together with the Sky Demon Eight Melodies, it will be like a myriad of demons roaring, and anyone who obtains it can rule the martial arts world."

"Many people in the Jianghu s have come for the Celestial Devil Zither, such as the great thief from Jiufang city, the wicked man Simon city, the overseas thief sect and so on. They all have the idea of empty-handed trading, and their hearts are clear, they want to obtain the Celestial Devil Zither."

"The Celestial Devil Zither is in the East Sun City, in the Treasure Gathering Auction. But who would dare to take it? Treasure-gathering Auction House belonged to the Fulong Chamber of Commerce. Not only was the business of the Fulong Chamber of Commerce spread throughout the north, south and east of the country, it was also very famous in the martial arts world. The Nine Dragons Sect that shook the martial world was the faction of the Fulong Chamber of Commerce in the martial arts world. is that its friends are spread all over the world, and each country has a direct relationship with them. "

"Offending the Soaring Dragon Merchant Guild is equivalent to offending the entire world."

"It was also said that another rare treasure was being auctioned with the Celestial Devil Zither. It is said that this rare treasure is worth at least ten thousand gold, and as a result, all the rich people in the world rush straight to the East Sun City with curiosity."

"In the next half month, all of our East Sun City will be gathered together."

"..."

When the two of them reached the street, they realized that there were a lot more people in the Jianghu s, perhaps because of the Celestial Devil Zither s. Inside the city, there were also squads of spear guards patrolling to prevent the battles in the city from happening.

The two of them chatted as they walked. The two of them were both cabbages, so they were very curious about everything. Yet another strange combination attracted the attention of countless people.

There were countless of shops and stalls on the street. The two of them were unable to take their eyes off the scene.

Just as the two were high and vigorous, a disturbance suddenly came from the front, and a wave of curses could be faintly heard. The two quickly walked forward.

After a while, the two of them arrived at the place where the disturbance was. It was already surrounded by onlookers, so the Monk was standing in the middle of the crowd with a powerful build and a terrifying giant axe on his shoulder.

The two of them walked inside with ease.

"F * ck, you stinking beggar, let go of me right now, or else I'll take your life!"

A little beggar with tattered, disheveled, and dirty hair was tightly hugging onto the leg of a man in black. The man was carrying a Long Sword on his back, he was a martial artist.

"No, I won't let you go unless you accept me as your disciple. I want to learn kung fu." Although the little beggar's expression was weak, he did not loosen his grip.

"Clang!" The sound of a sword being unsheathed rang out, and amidst everyone's shocked cries, the man pulled out his sword. The sharp sword flashed with a cold light, and he placed it against the little beggar's neck.

The little beggar was startled, but he did not loosen his grip. As if resigned to his fate, he closed his eyes, and the people outside could not help but secretly nod their heads.

"Brat, let go of me now, or your little life will be gone." The middle-aged man's eyes emitted a cold light as he threatened.

The little beggar gritted his teeth and shook his head as though he was shaking a drum. His light and crisp voice was filled with an indescribable determination. "No, I won't let you go even if you die."

"You …" That middle-aged man was extremely angry. After a long while, he said fiercely, "Good, good, good. Let's see if you are being stubborn or if my treasured sword is sharp." With that, he raised the treasured sword and slashed towards the child's hands.

"Ah …" The crowd outside cried out in alarm.

"You're courting death." Ling Batian frowned, raised his hand, and cast a Fireball Technique towards the man's face. The big bowl of fireballs released a strong temperature. The cold spring suddenly turned into a scorching summer day.

Everyone cried out in alarm. The man was even more surprised, and immediately dragged the little beggar on his leg and stepped on the Lightness Arts, barely dodging the attack.

"Boom …" A muffled sound could be heard. Everyone looked over and was shocked to find that there was a huge, pitch-black hole the size of a washbasin on the street. A few wisps of green smoke even rose from the hole in the stone.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines. Their bodies were not as tough as the Green Slate. If this fireball were to hit their bodies, it would definitely pierce through them. Everyone suddenly understood. If this outsider didn't have any ability, he wouldn't have dared to come to Tang Dynasty alone.

The man was shocked and shouted at the young beggar who was still hugging his leg, "Let go!"

The little beggar looked as if he was shocked by Ling Batian's move. His small mouth was wide open as he looked at the big hole in disbelief, then looked at Ling Batian, and let go of the man's thigh.

Monk Ling Batian and I came to the little beggar's side. Ling Batian pulled him up from the ground and said, "Where is your family?"

The little beggar's eyes lit up as he looked at Ling Batian and replied, "Dead."

Ling Batian sighed and said softly, "There is a gang called the Beggar Gang in the martial arts world. They specifically recruit beggars. If you want to learn martial arts, you can go and find them."

Ling Batian took out a few gold coins from his pocket and placed them in the beggar's hand. He said, "Go fill up your stomach first."

"I don't want it." However, he didn't expect the little beggar to reject Ling Batian's gift at once.

Ling Batian saw the firmness in his eyes and sighed in his heart: This child is very stubborn.

Ling Batian didn't say anything, he just stood up and prepared to leave with me and the monk.

"Big brother, what's your name?" the little beggar asked.

"My name is Ling Batian."

"My name is Chen Xiaofan. From today onwards, you are my big brother. Life and death are with you."

Ling Batian looked at the beggar in front of him in shock. That skinny body was as tenacious as a mountain.

"Alright, if one day you become famous, I will recognize you as my brother." With that, he walked out with me and the monk.

Suddenly, Ling Batian noticed a pair of special eyes staring at him. He looked towards the direction of the voice and saw a white shadow leaving.

"Benefactor, how did you send out that fireball? Monk only saw you wave your hand and the fireball seemed to appear out of thin air. Is that what you meant by magic? " The moment they left, the monk impatiently asked Ling Batian.

Ling Batian smiled lightly and nodded: "That's just the lowest level of magic fireball technique, it's no big deal."

"Wow, he doesn't use useless words. This magic is too magical." Me? I exclaimed.

Ling Batian smiled. Your martial arts are also very magical.

Although the speed of the fireball was not fast, it was still equivalent to the full strength attack of an intermediate level mage, but it was easily dodged by the man with a strange footwork. Ling Batian could not help but sigh with emotion, this Eastern martial skill was really magical, the inner force in the man's body was much weaker than that of the monk.

"That monk, how did he avoid my fireball?"

"Outsider does not use his words. That benefactor only took two steps forward and three steps left and right. His body twisted at the same time to get out of the way. This is a very common movement technique in the martial arts world." The monk carefully explained since he knew that Ling Batian didn't know martial arts.

Taking two steps forward, moving three steps left and right, twisting his body? Ling Batian followed the monk's instructions while he was thinking, but he was still unable to grasp the main point, so he felt very awkward.

"No one uses their words to attack you. Regardless of whether it is an ordinary movement technique or a profound martial arts technique, you need inner force as the foundation in order to display its effects. Almsgiver does not have inner force, but is unable to do so."

"Huh?"

"For example, the simple movement technique just now. When the body moves in that way, the true qi within the body must pass through the three acupoints of five miles, Central Capital, and Taiwei in order for it to be effective."

Five miles? The one who was hit? The imperial guard? Acupoint? Ling Batian crumbled. What was this?

Seeing that she had to find some time to study, Dongfang Bumie said that her body was different from theirs and that she didn't know if she had the so-called "acupoint".

As the monk walked, he explained to Ling Batian the knowledge of the acupuncture points on the human body, as well as some martial arts from the martial arts world.

Unknowingly, the two of them had left the city gate and arrived at a building outside the city.

Feeling the fresh air, Ling Batian felt refreshed. The dense Magic Element surrounded him tightly, maybe no one in this world understood magic, the magic in this world had not been developed at all, the Magic Element was unimaginably dense, and it even had a trace of wildness.

Ling Batian hid on the green grass and felt the qi element of the earth. Little by little, the earth element Magic Element overflowed from the ground and merged into the colorful ocean on Ling Batian's chest, continuously growing brown.

The monk seemed to be tired, leaning against a big tree and snoring.