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Chapter 647 Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon(1/2)

On the street, the old beggar wandered around and disappeared into the street.

The security guards from Linjiang Tower were left roaming the streets.

The leading security guard was cursing.

Linjiang Tower has been taken aback by this old beggar recently.

This old beggar can always sneak into Linjiang Tower unknowingly and eat various dishes in the back kitchen.

So much so that some customers complained that the food at Linjiang Restaurant was not clean.

After all, no one would be happy if they saw black fingerprints on the serving plate.

It's a pity that this old beggar is like a loach. They almost catch him every time, but they lose him again and again, which makes this Huajin-level security captain very embarrassed.

The old beggar took the roast chicken and disappeared into the crowd. The sloppy Wudang Taoist looked at him and shook his head.

The elders who taught the skills back then in the Beggar Clan are still the same.

This elder who taught the practice not only inherited the Southern Song Dynasty's Nine-fingered God Beggar's preference for eating and drinking, he also became addicted to prostitution and gambling.

He simply doesn't look like a member of the Beggar Clan.

It is a pity that the Beggar Gang, once the largest gang in the world, has fallen apart due to its support for the imperial court in the late Qing Dynasty. The good Beggar Gang disciples have almost died in the accident.

Today's beggar gang has become a low-level existence.

Those deceitful, abducted, harvesting and cutting beasts infiltrated into the beggar gang, turning this gang that once resisted foreign enemies into an evil organization that everyone wanted to beat.

This elder who spreads the power has traveled all over China.

When he saw a bastard who was cheating and abducting him, he would kill every one of them.

The figure of the sloppy old Taoist flashed, leaving behind an afterimage of the Nine Palaces, and then disappeared into the bustling street.

on the other side,

The old beggar took the roast chicken from Linjiang Tower,

Came to a dilapidated Taoist temple outside Renjia Town,

He was preparing to feast,

As a result, the roast chicken in my hand was missing a drumstick.

The old beggar thought he was dazzled, so he rubbed his eyes and found that a chicken leg was indeed missing.

"Well, it tastes good——"

"I didn't expect that after not eating human food for more than a hundred years, there would be such delicious food."

"Hong Riqing, you are a junior and you came to Wudang without bringing any food."

"Not interesting enough——"

"Well--"

"Senior, why are you making such a joke with this junior?"

Hearing the sound outside the door, the old beggar looked helpless.

The senior who came unexpectedly, even if he was an old beggar, had to be addressed as senior.

When he broke through to the third level, he was inspired by this senior.

In the land of China, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

After thousands of years of accumulation, many old men with advanced cultivation have already seen through the mortal world and retired to the mountains and wilderness.

But there are also some old-timers who choose to hide in the world and play in the world of mortals.

"Hahaha!

"

"Why did you come here? You are chasing and killing scum, and there are probably more of them in the north."

"This guy from Southwest, I don't even see a few beggars under his command."

A sloppy old man walked in from outside, holding a chicken leg in his hand.

The doors and windows that had just been closed were not opened, but the sloppy old man took the chicken legs from his hand.

When the old beggar saw such a method, he secretly said in his heart that there are unpredictable spirits and martial arts.

"well--"

"you do not say!

"

"Old beggar, when I first came here, I met the security team."

"These people actually want to arrest me for re-employment training, and they plan to allocate land to me, an old beggar. I don't even know what to say to these little babies. I just want to lie flat on my back, old beggar."

"This is really unreasonable!

"

"Didn't you, the leader of the Southern Song Dynasty Gang, say that there would be no beggar gangs in the world and that everyone would have food to eat?"

"This is truly great kindness."

"Now that Southwest has the image of a sage, what else can you refuse?"

Since the Northern Song Dynasty, the Beggar Gang has been a force that cannot be ignored at the bottom of society.

For hundreds of years, the Beggar Gang never retreated while resisting foreign enemies and defending their country.

The disciples of the Beggar Clan are almost all civilians from the lower class. They love this land very deeply.

However, high-ranking officials have never fulfilled the basic wish that everyone has food to eat.

The prosperity of the people will be miserable, and the destruction of the people will also be miserable.

"Oh, it's good!

"

"It's a pity that I can't get used to such a life as an old beggar!"

"Forget it, it's up to you!"

"If you can't bear to break this knot, you want to break through to the fourth level."

“It’s hard, it’s hard!

!”

The sloppy old man didn't want to get too involved in the Beggar Clan's affairs.

At that time, foreign barbarians invaded.

The massive righteous boxing movement among the people was launched, and behind it was the beggar gang.

Later, the Qing government rebelled and massacred its own people.

The old beggar once personally went north to fight against the Qing court's protector of the country, one man fighting against three monks.

The three monks come from the northern grasslands, the snowy plateau, and a Shaolin elder.

At that time, the Zhu Ming Dynasty respected Taoism and worshiped Emperor Wudang Zhenwu.

The Qing court, which originated outside the Pass, chose to support Buddhism and use Buddhism to suppress Taoism.

"By the way, Hong Riqing!"

"Last time you asked me to help you deduce the secrets of heaven and find your reincarnated disciple."

"Logically speaking, you should be in the Magic City!"

Hong Riqing's disciple was the last leader of the Beggar Clan.

His disciple was recruited by the Qing emperor and given a golden rice bowl.

It is a pity that this disciple died during the foreign barbarian rebellion.

"Alas, fate is not enough!"

"The last time I went to the Magic City, Southwest actually took my reincarnated disciple away first, so I had to take action and give Southwest a martial arts secret book."

"If this were not the case, how could it be possible to buy the Beggar Clan's Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon for only ten thousand yuan."

This Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon is the martial arts of the Beggar Clan and cannot be taught except by the master.

There are two main reasons why he taught it to Yue Zhenshan.

First of all, now that the beggar gang has been destroyed, this rule no longer exists.

On the other hand, the old beggar hoped that after Yue Zhenshan became stronger, he would teach his reincarnated disciple well.

If you can’t be Xingzi’s master, then be the master.

"I remember your martial arts secret book. Isn't it ten yuan a copy?"
To be continued...
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