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Chapter 550 Hong Qigong is here(1/2)

Ye Qingyun said this casually.
I want to send Monk Daoji away.
Unexpectedly, Monk Daoji actually nodded thoughtfully.
"The Holy Son is right. It may be more appropriate to let Bo Xun and Lao Na go."
From the perspective of Monk Zao Daoji, a person of Ye Qingyun's level might not be very interested in Buddhist sword relics anymore.
There is no point in forcing him to go there himself.
It would be better to let the demon Buddha Bo Xun go with him.
First of all, Mo Fo Bo Xun is very powerful, so if they encounter any danger, they can take care of each other.
Secondly, although Demon Buddha Bo Xun is half demon and half Buddha, after all, he is still a Buddhist.
Perhaps we can take this opportunity to allow Demon Buddha Bo Xun to rejoin Buddhism.
Even if he cannot be allowed to return to Buddhism, it would be good to have a closer relationship with Buddhism.
"The Holy Son is wise, I will go find Bo Xun right now!"
Daoji came and went in a hurry. After saluting, he quickly went down the mountain.
Ye Qingyun didn't expect him to be so neat, but it was good, so he wouldn't have to pester him to hunt for treasure.
"Holy Son, that Miss Ling said goodbye and left in the morning."
At this moment, Huikong had the opportunity to talk to Ye Qingyun.
Ye Qingyun was startled and said, "Leaving?"
Huikong nodded.
"She also left a message, asking the poor monk to tell a man named Ouyang Feng, saying that it is a long journey and we will meet again if we are destined."
"Holy Son, who is this Ouyang Feng?"
Ye Qingyun ""
Good guy.
Only then did Ye Qingyun remember that he didn't seem to have told Ling Xiaoxiao what his real name was.
She always thought that her real name was Ouyang Feng.
But everyone had already left, and Ye Qingyun didn't pay much attention.
It is estimated that after this farewell, there will be no chance of meeting again in the future.
Huikong didn't stay long and quickly went down the mountain.
Ye Qingyun ate the wontons happily.
There are still two or three small wontons left in a bowl.
suddenly.
A strong wind came.
Ye Yun hadn't seen clearly what was going on.
The bowl in my hand was actually gone.
Ye Qingyun "???"
Where is my bowl?
Such a big bowl was in my hand just now. Why did a gust of wind blow it away?
“Yum! So delicious!”
A voice sounded from the side.
Ye Yun turned around and took a look.
Suddenly he was furious.
An old man wearing rags was holding Ye Qingyun's bowl and eating the last few wontons left in the bowl.
While eating, he smashed his mouth.
"Old man, why are you robbing me to eat?"
Ye Qingyun cursed angrily.
He hasn't even eaten enough.
The old man chuckled and drank the wonton soup in the bowl.
Then he wiped his mouth.
"Little brother, this thing of yours is too delicious. What is it called? I have never seen an old beggar before."
Ye Qingyun stared.
I'm fucking asking you why you took my food.
You actually ask what this is?
Ye Qingyun immediately became angry.
"Okay, you old guy, are you still justified in robbing me to eat?"
The old beggar smiled.
"Young man, don't be so angry. Old beggar, I have eaten your food, so I will naturally give you some benefits."
After saying that, the old beggar turned his hand.
An ingot of gold ingot appeared in his hand.
Ye Qingyun suddenly beamed.
"Old man, what else do you want to eat? Say hello to whatever you want, and I'll make it for you right away."
Although Ye Qingyun already has a lot of gold.
But people are so worthless.
I can't walk when I see this thing.
Ye Qingyun felt that he would never be able to change this problem in his life.
well!
Who makes gold so charming?
I can't help it.
Ye Qingyun took the gold in one hand.
But then I thought about it.
That’s not right!
Isn't this a beggar?
How could there be gold?
Ye Qingyun looked at the old beggar suspiciously.
He became even more vaguely vigilant.
This old guy doesn't look like a beggar but is actually a robber, right?
"Little brother, the old beggar wants to ask you something."
The old beggar didn't pay attention to Ye Qingyun's eyes and asked directly.
Ye Qingyun frowned.
"you say."
"Little brother, do you know where Ouyang Feng is?"
The old beggar's words were astonishing.
To be continued...
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