Yi Chen pinched a stealth spell, and left the crime scene in a hidden figure, and then had nowhere to stay, so he had to find a relatively secluded alley, sit on the ground and start healing.

In the distance, the sound of sirens was full of shadows, and Yi Chen's heart turned over the river and the sea.

"Careless, Master is right, my temperament is still too impatient, I really didn't expect that mortal things have such sharpness, it's really careless!"

In fact, the gunshot wound was not a big deal at all, although Yi Chen's cultivation was sealed, but with the cultivation of the Qi refining period, this injury could still heal quickly. It's just that when he first arrived, he hit a nail, even if Yi Chen is a cultivator and his state of mind is like iron, he is still inevitably depressed.

This incident sounded the alarm for Yi Chen, and Yi Chen realized that this mortal world did not seem to be as unbearable as he imagined, and it also had uniqueness, otherwise, the ancient teachings of the sect would not require him to go down to the mortal trial. Come to think of it, the female patriarch in the past just wanted future generations of disciples to learn a lesson from here, and Yi Chen was taught a lesson tonight.

Yi Chen is not a mediocre person, and soon, he reorganized his thoughts and set his itinerary for the future.

"First of all, the goal is to find Senior Brother Zhang Tong, although it is unfavorable to be a teacher this time, at least there is a little eyebrows, and I am sure that someone here knows the name of Zhang Tong Sanfeng. In this way, there is no hurry, as long as you listen a little in the future, you will find your senior brother sooner or later. ”

Yi Chen pondered for a while, anyway, he is used to coming and going high on weekdays, and it is the same whether he has a fixed residence or not, a cultivator like him is like the idle clouds and wild cranes, even if the sky is a house and the ground is a bed, it is not impossible.

"Let's start the prime minister's trial first. Complete the trial given by Yuding one day earlier, and return to the mountain one day earlier. ”

Made up my mind. Yi Chen reached into his arms and took out something from the storage bag of the robe. It is the Jade Tripod of Creation.

As soon as the jade tripod came out, the light suddenly shone brightly, and the alley where Yi Chen was located was originally pitch black, but it was immediately illuminated as if it was day, and the walls were full of emerald green reflections.

Fortunately, the vision disappeared in just a breath, otherwise it would have attracted the attention of the nearby residents.

Yi Chen looked at Yu Ding, who was suspended in front of him out of thin air, just as Yi Chen was at a loss. When he was a little unsure of how to continue, the jade tripod suddenly spun on its own.

At first, it rotated slowly, but as it rotated faster and faster, even Yi Chen could only see a vague emerald green light. At the same time, Yi Chen clearly felt that the aura of heaven and earth around him had been absorbed by this little jade tripod, and even the progress of Yi Chen's self-healing was passively suspended.

"This nether aura is so thin. But I don't know how long I will absorb it. ”

I don't know how long it took, the moon was deflected, and the jade tripod seemed to have finally absorbed its vitality, and its rotation gradually slowed down. Finally stand still. Yi Chen looked at Xiaoding again at this time, and found that there were dense pieces of small characters on the four walls of Xiaoding.

Yi Chen's heart moved. Guessing that this was the test question, I fixed my eyes.

However. The expression on Yi Chen's face followed the small words on it. It's starting to change. First surprised, then disappointed, and then a little abrupt.

This small word is indeed a trial topic, but it is beyond Yi Chen's thoughts.

Before he came, Yi Chen's master had explained to him that this creation jade tripod was the heart of the immortal Dao, and it was a culmination of the cultivation experience of the ancestors of Kunlun dynasties. The trial of the new heads of the past dynasties must be centered on the creation of the jade tripod. Whatever topic Yuding comes up with, he must complete it.

Yi Chen originally thought that the Creation Jade Ding would give what kind of demon subjugation, demon removal, and test requirements for the Heavenly Dao, but he never imagined that it would be like this.

Yi Chen couldn't help but feel a little lost.

"The first question of the trial: beggar!"

"Become a beggar, begging for a while, or get something. ”

"Questioner: The thirty-seventh generation head of Kunlun Immortal Sect, Jade Lady Zhenjun. ”

The first question of the Jade Ding of Creation turned out to be to let Yi Chen be a beggar!

The requirement is to be a beggar for a year, and to do begging, either it is automatically completed in a year, or there is some kind of insight on the way, and it is considered to be passed.

The chief disciple of the dignified Kunlun Sect, the proud son of heaven who is about to take over the position of the next generation of the sect, actually wants to be a beggar?

This gap is so big that Yi Chen is a little stunned.

"Alas, that's fine!"

Yi Chen sighed, thought about it, suddenly smiled, and said in his heart: "Since it is a topic left by the thirty-seventh generation of ancestors, it must have a deep meaning. What's more, this trial is not something that I, Yi Chen, have done alone, even the master and his old man, eighty percent of them have also gone through such tribulations, what should I Yi Chen do?"

This jade true monarch, Yi Chen knows, is a famous real person in the history of Kunlun, his cultivation is profound, his merits are cultivated, and he is close to the ancestor of the Kai faction and the female ancestor of the Zhongxing Kunlun Taoism, which can be described as a celestial.

Such a master will definitely not give a random question. This beggar must also have a reason to be a beggar.

Yi Chen decided to let go, isn't it just to be a beggar for a year! Master, he has done it all over the old man, so what am I!

As if knowing Yi Chen's decision, the jade tripod engraved with small characters on the fly's head suddenly turned again, and the small characters on it changed, and a new line of handwriting appeared.

"Dry: Begging for a tael of broken silver!"

Yi Chen understood at a glance that this was asking him to beg for a tael of silver, which should be a detailed task given by Yuding. Judging by the word "dry", this should be the first task, and there will be more after that.

Yi Chen looked at the sky, it's almost late at night now, there shouldn't be too many opportunities to beg, since that's the case, let's start tomorrow!

So he sat down cross-legged and began to breathe. Although the aura of this mortal realm is really lacking, it is still necessary to use luck, otherwise it will not be possible to mention the true yuan at all in the future, and how to do things.

This settlement is a whole night. When Yi Chen woke up from his meditation, it was already the next morning.

Yi Chen got up from the ground, moved his muscles and bones briefly, and planned to go out to beg. After taking two steps, he suddenly stood still and looked down at himself.

"Nether mortals, dressed very differently, my robe. It's too eye-catching, it's better to transfigulate!"

Settled last night. Let the vitality in Yi Chen's body recover by a small half, and it is relatively easy to perform a trick at this time.

I saw a flicker of white light. When I looked at Yi Chen again, he was no longer wearing an ancient costume robe, and the clothes on his body were somewhat similar to the yellow-haired gangster he killed that day, with a T-shirt on his upper body, slacks on his lower body, and even his hairstyle holding a bun turned into a broken hair.

It's seven o'clock in the morning, which is the rush hour of the day. Yi Chen walked out of the alley and quickly merged into the working crowd, without attracting any attention.

Come under a flyover. Yi Chen, who was hesitating where to start begging, found an old beggar sitting under the overpass, Yi Chen's eyes suddenly lit up and he leaned over.

Yi Chen came to the old beggar and politely said, "It's polite!" and sat down next to the old beggar very naturally.

The old beggar turned his head, squinted his eyes and looked at Yi Chen vigilantly, and reached out to move the tattered aluminum bowl in front of him for money, as if he was afraid that Yi Chen would snatch it.

Yi Chen glanced at the aluminum bowl and smiled faintly. Reaching out from his bosom, when his hand came out, there was an aluminum bowl in his hand that was exactly the same as that of the old beggar, and the only difference was that it was empty.

The old beggar glared. Staring at Yi Chen's aluminum bowl, his brain was a little confused.

Yi Chen smiled indifferently and looked around. Waiting for someone to give alms.

It didn't take long for someone to come over and give money. It's just that it's not for easy dust.

A little girl jumped up. A few coins were dropped into the old beggar's aluminium bowl, making a "bang-bang-bang" sound. The little girl glanced at Yi Chen, and then jumped and ran away.

Yi Chen looked at the empty aluminum bowl in front of him, heard the old beggar's low laughter, and turned his head to see the old beggar looking at him gloatingly, grinning, revealing a broken tooth.

Yi Chen smiled indifferently, didn't care, and continued to wait.

However, until the time of work was almost over, the aluminum bowl in front of Yi Chen was still empty, and no one gave him money, but the old beggar's aluminum bowl was almost full.

"Why is that?"

Yi Chen also felt inexplicable, presumably he must have done something wrong.

Looking at the old beggar with a proud face, Yi Chen arched his hand towards him, and humbly asked for advice: "Dare to ask this old man, why hasn't anyone given me alms?"

The old beggar smiled and didn't answer, but turned his head and ignored Yi Chen.

Yi Chen touched his chin helplessly, thinking in his heart, just at this time, a man in dirty clothes came to the opposite side of Yi Chen, and under Yi Chen's full gaze, he made a move, which immediately gave Yi Chen a huge inspiration.

When Yi Chen saw the man, he first took out a small white pillar from his pocket and wrote a few lines on the ground, Yi Chen sat opposite, and Yi Chen couldn't read simplified characters, so he didn't know what the man wrote.

Then the man took out another wooden flute and began to play it in the street.

"It's also new!"

Yi Chen had never seen such a scene, and he watched it with relish, but after a while, Yi Chen was surprised, because he found that people began to give money to the flute man one after another, even more than to the old beggar.

"Hey, that's a good idea!"

Yi Chen was so smart that he immediately saw the doorway, so he reached out to his arms, took out half a piece of chalk, and wrote on the ground in front of him.

From the words used by the man, Yi Chen judged that the words used in this mortal realm should not be a seal script, but a font similar to that used in the northwest realm of the fairy world. This font is easy to use and is not jerky to write.

"Yu, is the Kunlun Immortal Sect Nether True Immortal, to the world, to the world, the way of life, today is a topic, I implore you donors to give a tael of broken silver, Yu will be grateful!"

Soon, a few lines of beautiful official scripts appeared on the ground, and the handwriting was ingenious and unworked, which was quite otherworldly. Yi Chen himself was also very satisfied, and his face couldn't help but show a hint of triumph.

Subsequently, Yi Chen also took out a flute, but it was a jade flute. For these cultivators, their daily entertainment is nothing more than to play chess and play music with Taoist friends, and Yi Chen is also proficient in this way.

So, in this ordinary early morning, the famous song "Loose Scattering" in the first district of the fairy world was perfectly played by Yi Chen, and with the transmission of the flute, gradually, the flyover really gathered a lot of listeners.

As the sound of the flute fell, some people took the lead in applauding, and some people took out their wallets, and generously threw Zhang Da Tuanjie into Yi Chen's aluminum bowl, and the envious old beggar drooled, and the man who played the wooden flute was robbed of business by Yi Chen, and his eyes were eager to beat Yi Chen.

There are good things for students who go to school, so he stepped forward and patted Yi Chen on the shoulder: "Hey buddy, what's going on at home! It's okay, you play the flute too well, and your future is great!"

The student pointed to the self-introduction written by Yi Chen: "Your novel is also very creative, you should go to the starting point to post it, it must be popular!"

Yi Chen was confused: "What does the donor mean by this?"

"Uh......" The student was speechless, so he had to flee, muttering as he walked: "It's just too deep into the play." ”

At this time, a fashionably dressed and youthful beauty walked up, and actually gently put down a pink banknote into Yi Chen's aluminum bowl, glanced at Yi Chen, and got up to leave.

Yi Chen looked down at the pink banknote, but he frowned, and said, "Female donor, may I ask, is there a tael of broken silver?"

The beauty was stunned for a moment, gave Yi Chen a roll of her eyes: "Nerves!" and then drifted away.

Yi Chen was depressed, and he was busy for a long time, but he didn't have a tael of broken silver? (to be continued......