"Dangchang!"

A copper coin fell, Yang Quan opened his eyes, only to see a copper coin rolling down in front of his eyes, he reacted for a while, and then came to his senses.

looked at his body, there was only a tattered and dirty robe that he couldn't recognize, and he was full of stinking, this was still in winter, under the cold wind, and he suddenly frowned.

After thinking about it carefully for a while, he understood the current situation, he used the boundary breaking charm to leave from Quanzhou, it was okay at the beginning, he used mana to support the ink ring, plus the protection of the jade pendant, it was very stable, but in the last stage, the dark wound in his body broke out, because he had been so long ago, his body and consciousness were already very fragile.

At the beginning, it could still be supported, but when the hidden dangers in the body broke out together, he lost consciousness almost instantly, and at that time he secretly screamed that it was not good, and he thought that he was going to fall, but now it seems that it is okay, at least his life is still there, but he doesn't know how much he has retained.

"Hey, he's still alive? Forget it, let's come back tomorrow to collect his body. ”

Yang Quan felt that someone was kicking him, got up to look, and found that it was a few mortals wearing official clothes, and laughed and kicked him a few times.

"It's really not a cold day, this guy has been lying here for three days, and he hasn't died, it's really hard enough. ”

Seeing Yang Quan get up, an official said to him: "Boy, look at your life is hard enough, you haven't eaten for three days, in this weather, can you still move? If you can move, go to Jiang Shanren on North Third Street, and you are making porridge on credit." ”

Yang Quan nodded, although these officials did not have a very good attitude, they kicked him and wrote it down, but they didn't use any force, it just looked at him if he was dead, although his words were frivolous, but they also showed him a way, although he didn't use him, so he didn't get angry, just nodded silently.

A few officials left, and Yang Quan closed his eyes and looked at himself with his divine sense, checking whether he was injured.

Outside the window, it was still snowing, Yang Quan closed his eyes for a moment, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, his body was very weak, but there were no hidden dangers or injuries, it was purely weak, he had been so long by those Yuan Infant monks, and he had a feeling of prostration, both physically and mentally.

In addition, the magic weapon and storage ring are still on the body, and there is some mana in the body, so I think this is the reason why I was not frozen to death, even if I fell into a deep sleep, the mana was still running to protect my body.

Behind him is a dilapidated temple, a little swept of his sense, and he saw the scene inside, a small dilapidated temple, crowded with more than twenty beggars of all sizes, the older one is already forty or fifty years old, in the previous life at this age is in the prime of life, but in this world, mortals to forty or fifty years old, have begun to age, because of diet and other reasons,

The small ones are only about seven or eight years old, and in the innermost part of the temple, there are the youngest and strongest beggars, and the ones on their bodies are also the thickest, and the black tattered cotton jackets are wrapped around their bodies, which don't look very cold, and the colder places at the door are inhabited by beggars who are either young or old.

Yang Quan sighed, raised his feet and prepared to leave, without any emotion, he prepared to leave, judging from the fact that he had been lying outside the temple gate for three days, this group of beggars completely regarded themselves as dead people, and threw them outside waiting for him to freeze to death.

He won't blame these people, because these people have no ability or obligation to help him, and they do these things just to survive, but since this group of people has not helped him, he who has experienced those things before, he will not be overflowing with compassion to help these people,

A thin beggar, with the agility that his body could not burst out, suddenly rushed to Yang Quan's feet and picked up the copper coin.

The clothes on the little beggar were very thin, and after he picked up the copper coin, two older beggars chased after him, staring at the little beggar viciously, and wanted to push Yang Quan away and grab the little beggar.

A copper coin is not much, but you can buy a baked cake, maybe you can live two more days, except for those who are already cold and hungry and can't move, many people in the small temple are moved...

Yang Quan frowned slightly, who threw this copper coin? There is no one on this cold heavenly street, and the only one who will drop this copper coin is those officials, and the reason for dropping this copper coin is to make this group of beggars fight? Yang Quan shook his head.

He reached out and took the copper coin, and in front of the robbers, he used his mana to crumple it into powder, and then turned away.

Drifting away, what happened to these people, he didn't look at them, he didn't pay attention, did his heart become cold? He didn't know, and he didn't care much.

A few spirit stones appeared in his hand, Yang Quan absorbed spiritual power from the spirit stones in front of him, replenished his mana, and then casually cast a few small spells on himself, cleaned his body a little, and then took out a set of Taoist robes and put them on.

He walked along the street, almost every house was closed in the heavy snow, his divine sense swept a little, this is a small mortal city, the area is not large, and it adds up to only twenty streets, it seems that it is impossible to find a person who cultivates immortals here.

"I... It's like this, probably I can't change it in this life, maybe I really have to die on it in the end..."

Yang Quan sighed inexplicably, took out some worldly silver coins from the storage ring, came to a stall where he made baked cakes, bought a large handful of baked cakes, and returned to the broken temple.

From a distance, he saw with his divine sense, the little beggar had bruises on his face, and several old beggars who were robbing were also full of footprints, and Yang Quan didn't have to think about it to understand what was going on, the little beggar and the old beggar had a dispute, and the bruises on the little beggar were mostly beaten by the old beggars, and after the commotion, most of the old beggars were beaten by the young beggars inside.

When Yang Quan appeared at the gate of the temple with a large handful of fragrant baked cakes, the eyes of all the beggars were straight, and they almost all pounced, and the eyes of these beggars flashed with longing, some flashed suddenly, and some flashed with danger.

Yang Quan exuded the coercion of the immortal cultivators, so that these beggars did not dare to mess around, and then gave each beggar two baked cakes, watching them eat them, he knew that once he left, the baked cakes that he did not eat would inevitably be snatched away by those strong beggars...

Why he did this, why he always did some meaningless good deeds, Yang Quan himself couldn't say, but it didn't matter, just do it, in the end, it could only be attributed to willingness. Now it's time to think about your own affairs, first find out where this is, and then whether those big forces have hunted down you.

Yang Quan's mana has recovered about forty percent, which is about the same as the monk in the early stage of foundation building, but this is enough, he flew out of this small city with a flying sword, and he asked the name of this place in the city, a small border city in Chu Xiangguo, Qingzhou, the largest city that he saw when he flew south, and he could reach the capital of Chu Xiangguo.

Legend has it that in that place, there were immortal cultivators...