Great Song. The imperial capital, the streets of Chaoyang, and the night view of the bustling city are beautiful. There are colorful street lamps everywhere, the night is deep, the lights gradually dimmed, the starlight in the sky shines on the earth, casting a veil of mystery on this beautiful city, the quiet city gradually falls asleep, and it is a beautiful and pleasant night with moonlight like water, the sky is full of stars, and the diamonds are scattered in the dark blue sky.

A beggar who looked to be in his 70s, with a wrinkled face, gray hair, and a hunched body, was looking with his gentle gaze at the passers-by who hurried home on the road.

He sighed in his heart, he still didn't find the right person today.

Suddenly, he saw a man in his twenties walking in front of him, this man was full of might, his vigorous steps were sonorous and powerful, and the strength of his muscles, bones and meridians seemed to him to be rare in the world.

I saw him walk towards the beggar and said with a smile: "Uncle, go, I'll invite you to drink." Although it is getting late, there are still many night snack shops in the imperial capital, and there are signs for night snacks everywhere. Those who come back from the night shift, people who like to watch the night view will go for supper.

Hong Qigong is very happy now, he is the leader of the beggar gang, a master of the Zongdongtian realm, in this crape myrtle continent, the aura is lush, but it is already the highest realm to reach the realm of the cave, he has reached the peak realm, and it is difficult to break through to the sky, he has been stuck in this pass for more than dozens of years, and it is estimated that he only has a lifespan of less than 20 years, he should find a successor to the mantle, but it is also difficult to find a disciple with amazing bones, talent and intelligence, and extremely talented, he has been choosing for the past few years, and there is always no satisfactory candidate.

But as the saying goes, there is no place to find when you step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it, but no, there is one in front of you, not only suitable for practice, but also reliable in character, and the beggar to eat in the middle of the night must be valuable and sympathetic, and the beggar gang needs such a successor. Here, Hong Qigong's thoughts are in the wild, and Mo Luo Dugu has found a night snack restaurant called "Delicious Again", and when he entered the store, he greeted: "Shopkeeper, bring up all the delicious food, and come to two boxes of osmanthus brewed first."

Good guy, so can eat, only two people, can eat 30 kinds of dishes, although his store is not big, but there are a lot of dishes, but this store is not surprised, this year, everyone has it, as long as you can pay, he doesn't care, but ten minutes, all the dishes and drinks are ready.

Hong Qigong was not polite, he sat down, and talked while eating: "Young man, I won't hide it from you, I am the eighteenth generation of the beggar gang, we have many disciples of the beggar gang, distributed all over the country, there are more than 100,000 people, I have now entered the twilight of life, I want to recruit a mantle heir, I think you are just right, practice with me, you will reach the king realm within five years, and reach the realm of the cave within 20 years, the legendary Xianglong Eighteen Palms and the twenty-four ways of beating dogs and sticks can be taught to you, I don't know if it is intentional?" ”。 Compared to him, Ingrid is really a young man.

Ying Li smiled secretly in his heart, sure enough, he was the leader of the beggar gang, he was originally here to find a master, Hong Qigong, he has a good character, he can think about the people, and when the time comes, he will need his help to subdue the Southern Song Empire.

Of course, it is normal that Hong Qigong's realm can't see through his realm at all, and no one in this Ziwei Continent can understand or imagine his realm at all, for the martial cultivators of the Ziwei Continent, it is already a miracle to be able to break through to the Dongtian realm, let alone a Jindan-level master.

"Hehe, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, eat and drink first", the two began to drink in large gulps, the taste of osmanthus was good, Dugu was still a little pity that he didn't bring out the wine that Situ Yu gave him.

But said that Hong Qigong, drank the first glass of wine in one gulp, he suddenly felt that he had not moved at all for many years and the realm level of despair had loosened, strange, this is impossible, he has not cultivated and improved recently, he is desperate, he doesn't want to waste his efforts, but he went to loosen just now, could it be that this beer osmanthus brewing has worked, he looked at Ingrid with a strange look, but saw that Ingrid poured him another glass of wine. Without hesitation, he picked it up and drank it again.

This time, the feeling was even more obvious, and he felt that the realm level in his body had almost been completely opened.

He looked at English excitedly, "Young man, oh oh, no, big brother, can I still drink", he said incoherently with excitement. But he saw that Ingley poured him three glasses of wine in one go, waved it at the wine glass, and said, "Drink it all in one go".