"Worship what?" Shisheng looked stunned, and really couldn't understand the beggar's words.

"Baimen! Are you really an immortal master? Why don't you even have a prayer language? Who is your master and why is he so incompetent? The beggar asked, frowning.

"I don't have a master, if I really want to say that there is a master, it's the old beggar." As he spoke, Shisheng thought of the old beggar who had taught him to use the Divine Seal, and glanced at the beggar in front of him.

"Your master is too incompetent!" The beggar sneered and said, "Forget it, since you don't know, then I won't tell you, you just have questions, go to hell!" ”

"Wait a minute!" Shisheng suddenly raised a hand in the air, "This is going to hell?" Come, let me ask you, do you know who I am? ”

"I don't know!"

"Since you don't know, then I won't tell you, you have questions, go to hell!" Shisheng returned the beggar's words to him as they were.

The beggar's face suddenly turned cold, "Boy, you are looking for death!" ”

"I said, you immortal cultivators, don't you all like to call the younger ones boys?"

"I, I don't know!" The beggar scratched his head, his face full of questions.

"You don't know what you're calling?" Shisheng raised his voice, as if reprimanding the old beggar.

"I see everyone else calls it that, that's why I ......"

"Someone else is someone else, you are you, you have to call out your own characteristics! For example, you can call me grandpa! Shisheng put on an old-fashioned appearance.

The beggar suddenly realized that something was wrong, and his face suddenly sank, "Boy, you treat me as a big girl, and you have to call out your own characteristics, see me let you call out your own characteristics tonight!" ”

The beggar didn't talk nonsense anymore, and rushed directly to the world with a stick.

Shisheng hurriedly picked up the bench next to him to resist.

Unexpectedly, the beggar's stick directly broke the bench in half, and if it wasn't for Shisheng's quick dodge, the stick would have to hit him directly!

"By the way, what did you just say this stick was called? Dog sticks? The dog-beating stick of the legendary beggar gang leader? Shisheng asked with wide eyes suddenly.

"Not bad! Fight all the dirty things in the world, get rid of the evil in the world! That's what I do ...... dog-beating."

"It's really a dog stick, then you're the leader of the beggar gang?"

"Boy, it's rude to interrupt someone, you know?" The beggar's face was even more gloomy, and the hand holding the stick trembled with anger.

"You're not going to do it, I'll interrupt you, and you're so angry?" The corners of Shisheng's mouth twitched slightly, and he felt a little more contempt for this beggar in his heart.

"Humph!" The beggar snorted coldly and did not reply.

"Hey, I'm asking you!" Shisheng knocked on the table and said, "Are you the leader of the beggar gang after all?" ”

"Sort of! Our gang leader has traveled all over the world, and temporarily passed on the position of gang leader to me! The beggar replied with a grunt.

"Then you are a beggar gang leader, why would you recognize someone else as the master?" Shisheng said, glancing at Huang Xinyun lying on the ground.

"I'm not afraid of your jokes, our beggar gang has reached a point of desperation, if I don't join the Huang family to make some small money, I'm afraid many brothers will starve to death!"

Hearing this, Shisheng scratched the back of his head and asked, "Haven't you beggars always been poor?" What would it be like to be at the end of the road? Can't even eat? ”

"Almost!" The beggar looked melancholy, then frowned, "What am I telling you for?" Boy, die! ”

The beggar rushed towards Shisheng again, trying to attack Shisheng in the third way.

Sesheng jumped directly onto the table next to him and kicked out a teacup on the table.

The old beggar lifted his stick and smashed the flying teacup, and Shisheng had already arrived.

I saw him grab the dog-beating stick and pull it back, and the dog-beating stick broke away from the beggar's hand.

"Boy, give me back the dog stick!" The beggar said angrily.

"Do you want it? Take it if you want, don't shout! Shisheng said with a sneer.

"Look at my ......"

The beggar was about to say something, but he found that Shisheng was holding a dog beating stick with both hands crossed, and one leg was about to move.

This action is obviously to pout and beat the dog stick.

"You...... What do you want? Calm down! The beggar immediately weakened his legs.

"Don't worry, I know it's good stuff!" Shisheng said with a smile.

This dog-beating stick is about half a zhang long, thick at the top and thin at the bottom, with a dog's head carved on the thick end, and his eyes are a little like a wolf.

Shisheng felt that there must be another mystery inside this dog-beating stick, otherwise it wouldn't be so heavy.

He threw the dog-beating stick out and said to the old beggar, "How about we fight with dignity without weapons?" ”

The beggar did not hesitate at all, and directly agreed.

In his opinion, Shisheng is just a fledgling kid, and whether he can be called a first-level immortal master is still a question.

Shisheng just wants to try what his strength is without relying on external forces.

I saw the old beggar's eyes condensed, his hands clenched into fists, and he rushed towards the world in an instant, as if he was about to be caught off guard.

"And that's what begins?" Shisheng was stunned, but his hands were not idle.

He lightly stretched out his right hand and grasped the beggar's fist.

Although he couldn't immediately unload the beggar's strength, he also unloaded seven or eight points.

Shisheng took a few steps back, but the beggar took advantage of the victory to pursue, and his heart sank a little.

Through this moment just now, he knew that the kid in front of him had some ability, and if he was careless, I was afraid that he would really lose in the hands of this kid.

Seeing that the beggar rushed up again, Shisheng hurriedly squatted down and came to sweep the hall.

The beggar never expected that Shisheng would come to such a hand, and hurriedly wanted to stop, but he was still a little late.

After seeing the beggar fall to the ground, Shisheng got up, sat directly on the beggar, and came to the top of Mount Tai.

But because he didn't master the strength well, he sat directly on the beggar's face.

"Little muscle, you live in the house and me!" The beggar said inarticulately.

"You speak clearly, I can't hear clearly!" Shisheng said.

The beggar mobilized his spiritual power into his hands and swung his fist at the world.

With such a strong fist style, it is naturally impossible for the world not to feel it.

He jumped straight into it, letting the beggar's fist graze his back, then rolled over and sat on the beggar again.

"Are you going to sit on this trick?" The beggar asked helplessly.

"Hehe, isn't this just the case?" Shisheng said with a grin, his hand already choking the beggar's neck at some point.

"How about you calm down and take your hands off first?" The beggar said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, but you've already lost." Shisheng had a faint smile on his face.

He was right, the beggar had already lost.

Shisheng has already mobilized his spiritual power to his hands, as long as the beggar has a thought, he can directly break the beggar's neck with a little force.

"I lost!" The beggar said with a bitter expression.

"Do you know who I am now?" Shisheng asked with a smile.

"You're my grandfather, it's my grandfather, it's my grandfather." The beggar's face was full of helplessness.

"I'm telling you, I'm just here to settle accounts with Huang Xinyun, if you interfere again, don't blame me for being rude!" Shisheng said coldly, and at the same time let go of his hand and stood up.

"You are, Huang Shizhong's son?" The beggar is also smart, and he guesses the identity of the world at once.

"It's me!" Shisheng did not deny it, and replied happily.

"It seems that this Huang Shizhong has cultivated a dragon!" The beggar said secretly in his heart.

"Grandpa, is it convenient to ask what kind of strength you have?" The beggar showed a lewd expression, which made Shisheng feel a little chilly.

"I don't know!"

"Don't know? Oh yes, you don't have a master, and you definitely don't know the hierarchy of immortal masters. The beggar nodded.

"Huh?" The world came to be interested, "Hierarchy? How is it divided? ”

The beggar smiled slightly, and suddenly released two immortal powers.

These two immortal forces moved around the beggar in a ball shape, up and down, seemingly surrendering to the beggar.

"What is this?" It was the first time I had seen such a thing, and I couldn't help but be surprised.

"Immortal soul! One immortal soul represents the first level, and two represent the second level! The beggar replied, "The immortal soul is the proof of strength." Look at this again! ”

After the beggar finished speaking, he drew eight more points of light from his body, which looked very magical.

"This is a pseudo-immortal soul!"