True Phoenix City is one of the three ancient cities of the Great Xia Dynasty, with outstanding people, prosperous and prosperous, not inferior to the capital of Great Xia.

According to legend, the last divine phoenix fell here, and the true blood moistened the earth's veins, making the city's aura like rain, and the treasures of heaven and earth continued.

At this moment, the sun is rising, and an ordinary but extraordinary teenager slowly walks into this legendary ancient city that has existed for 100,000 years.

He was dressed in coarse linen clothes, and although he was covered in patches, he was exceptionally clean, from head to toe, from the inside out.

His eyes, in particular, were as bright as the stars and as clear as clear water, just like his name.

Qin Che.

His body is a person of the Great Zhou Dynasty, sixteen years old, and his soul, from the earth of the twenty-first century.

Three years ago, Qin Che traveled through time and space, and his soul merged with this young man who was expelled from his family and starved to death on the streets, and borrowed to be reborn.

After that, he traveled the world trying to understand the world and integrate into it.

Today, Qin Che has a general understanding of this magical world, and he can cultivate immortals and attain the Tao and live forever.

Unfortunately, it was not the right time for him to cross.

During the flood period, the mind was cultivated without cultivating the law, and the morning heard the Tao, and became holy at night.

In ancient times, the cultivation of the law did not cultivate the mind, the immortal law was strong, and the supernatural power was invincible.

In the Middle Ages, the flesh was honored, one hand leveled ten thousand domains, and one finger shattered nine heavens.

These three eras were all the world of cultivating immortals in Qin Che's cognition, but now this era has subverted his cognition.

100,000 years ago, the rules of order collapsed, and after reappearing, the ten thousand worlds were strange and bizarre, which can be summed up by an ancient saying of the Celestial Empire.

Three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion.

Any profession has special abilities, cooks can open the sky, tailors can destroy the world, and even beggars have the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth.

Therefore, after getting a general understanding of this world, Qin Che was silent for a long time and said two words.

Wonderful.

If he hadn't been sure that he had traveled through time and space, Qin Che would have wondered if he had a similar dream because he was obsessed with a game called Three Hundred and Sixty Lines.

"It is worthy of being one of the three ancient cities of the Great Xia Dynasty, and it is really prosperous."

Looking at the endless bustling street, Qin Che smiled faintly, his gaze fixed on a beggar with a big belly and a red face.

The man sat on the floor with a broken bowl in front of him, not like a beggar, but like a rich man.

But he is indeed a beggar, a beggar of this world.

In Qin Che's cognition, beggars should be ragged, yellow-skinned, and even mutilated.

However, after three years of traveling, all previous perceptions have been overturned.

The beggars in this world, although they are not high-end professions, but even the lowest-level beggars have a solid family background and are much stronger than ordinary people.

"First-order beggars, someone is going to lose money."

Qin Chewan, the moment the words landed, a young man in brocade clothes walked in front of the beggar.

Suddenly, a broken bowl pattern appeared on the beggar's eyebrows, and after that, five round spirit stones the size of a dragon's eye fell from the young man's body and sank into the beggar's sleeve.

Young people are unaware of this.

This is one of the beggars' special abilities, to beg.

There is no need to speak, no need to act, as long as you use the professional mark, you can get spirit stones from people.

The specific number depends on the cultivation and how many spirit stones the other party carries.

Take the beggar in front of him as an example, he is a first-order professional, if the other party is not a professional, he can get up to ten spirit stones at that time.

If the opponent is a second-order professional or above, then he will fail, and he will be injured at least and fall at worst.

Therefore, cultivation is very important, and eyesight is also very important.

The beggar's eyesight is good, and he can see that the young man is not a professional, Qin Che's eyesight is even better, not only can he see that the young man will lose money, but also the beggar's cultivation.

"Strange world." Qin Che sighed, although it was not the first time he had seen it, he still felt strange and bizarre, and it was not easy to survive.

He had only a spirit stone on him, and if the beggar forcibly begged for it, he would have to sleep on the street hungry.

"I hope what Old Man Wu said is true, if it's false, it's a wasted trip."

Qin Che said to himself, in the three years of traveling, he befriended an old man surnamed Wu, and he couldn't talk about it at first sight, but it could be regarded as mutual appreciation.

When parting, Old Man Wu gave him a letter, asking him to come to True Phoenix City and give the letter to a woman named Wu Xianghuan.

According to Old Man Wu, Wu Xiangwei was his granddaughter and controlled a powerful trading house with power throughout the Great Xia Dynasty.

Not to mention looking at the True Phoenix City, even if you look at the entire Great Xia Dynasty, it is one of the best existences.

In addition, Old Man Wu also said that his granddaughter's country is beautiful and beautiful, and there is no marriage match.

Controlling a powerful trading house, Qin Che believes it, but it is beautiful, and he doesn't believe it if he is killed.

With the appearance of the old man Wu, can he have a granddaughter who is stunning and captivating? Unless not biological.

At that moment, Qin Che walked slowly towards the beggar.

When he first arrived, he didn't know where the Wu Clan's firm was, so he naturally wanted to find someone to inquire.

Seeing Qin Che walking towards him, the beggar narrowed his eyes, revealing disgust.

Dressed in coarse linen and covered in patches, he knew at a glance that there was no oil or water, but with the principle that he would rather kill the wrong person than let it go, he decided to give it a try.

At the moment, the broken bowl pattern emerges, the black light flows, and it is mysterious.

However, a spirit stone could not be obtained.

The beggar was not disappointed, but showed such a look, and looked at Qin Che with more disdain than disgust.

Obviously, he thought that the reason why he couldn't get the spirit stone was that Qin Che was poor and didn't have a single spirit stone.

"Not only disgusted, but also despised ..."

Qin Che couldn't cry or laugh, if he was despised by a third-order beggar, he would admit it, and a first-order beggar would dare to despise him?

"Get out of the way, don't get in the way of my business." The beggar glared at Qin Che.

"In this world, the most important thing is strength, followed by eyesight."

"Your eyesight isn't good." Qin Che played with a spirit stone and sighed secretly.

All his belongings are a spirit stone, and even the beggar in front of him is many times richer than him, if he can't find the granddaughter of the old man Wu, he will have to sleep on the street tonight.

"You actually have spirit stones?" The beggar was surprised, and disgust and disdain disappeared from his face, replaced by solemnity.

The reason why he didn't think Qin Che was a professional was because he was too worn, and second, because he was too young.

To put it bluntly, it is to judge people by their appearance, in the perception of beggars, there is no professional who will be like Qin Che.

"If you're not blind, you shouldn't ask that."

Qin Che shook his head and smiled, a mere first-order beggar, wanting to force his spirit stone is undoubtedly a fool's dream.

"After thirty years of penance, I'm only one step away from the second order, and I don't believe I'll look away."

The beggar squinted his eyes, and the mark of a broken bowl appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and the black light flowed, and the power was better than before.

As a result, it was no different from before.

The moment the black light fell on Qin Che's body, it disappeared, and the spirit stone was still in his hand.

The beggar's face changed, and without saying a word, he turned around and ran.