Yang Zhuozhen's spells were a little better than his senior brother's, and he was not afraid of his senior brother, but he didn't know that his senior brother had found a helper somewhere, so he wanted to forcibly ask for the rune.

Yang Zhuozhen learned the news in advance, and knew that he couldn't fight the helper invited by his senior brother, so he couldn't be forced, so he had no choice but to leave the country.

These days, Yang Zhuozhen was found by his senior brother again, so he also wanted to find a helper, and asked Wang Chong's head.

Wang Chong groaned slightly and said, "Since it's just a rune book, why don't you copy a copy and give it to your senior brother?"

Yang Zhuozhen sighed and said, "It's not that the old Taoist is unwilling, but he really made a poisonous oath in front of the master's bed, otherwise, why should I regret a rune?"

Wang Chong changed the question again: "Since you can't fight, let's go farther." ”

Yang Zhuozhen said quietly: "If you can't find someone to help, Lao Dao will naturally travel far again." I don't love this place, Lao Dao's little apprentice is an orphan from a nearby family, and he always wants to help him find his parents, if our master and apprentice leave, he is afraid that he will never see his parents again. ”

Wang Chong laughed and said, "In that case, when your senior brother comes, I will help you support a scene." ”

The old Taoist priest Yang Zhuozhen was immediately grateful, he didn't care about this young man's skills. The two have fought each other, and Wang Chong's skills may not be higher than him, but the swordsmanship is quite authentic, and he must be a person with a background, and it is the old Taoist's idea to be able to relate to this young man's master.

Wang Chong stayed for a while, then took his leave.

The old Taoist priest sent Wang Chong out of the Taoist temple and went back to train the disciples.

Wang Chong was not in a hurry to go back to his residence, he also wanted to relax and be bored when he came out. The old Taoist priest Yang Zhuozhen is very poor, and he only has tea and fresh fruits to entertain, although he is diligent in keeping food, he is too lazy to eat any rough diet.

Wang Chong has lived in Chengdu Mansion for more than a month, and has already visited every corner of the city.

The Demon Gate is different from Taoism, and has always paid attention to drinking ** beauty, enjoying comfort, and most of the Demon Gate disciples are luxurious, which is better than the rich and noble families in the world.

Wang Chong is no exception, he is not without money in hand, so he never treats himself harshly.

At this time, he went to the most famous restaurant in Chengdu and wanted to have a meal.

Wang Chong didn't pick a meal, there were not many diners in the restaurant, he ordered a few exquisite side dishes, asked for a small jar of self-brewed wine, poured himself a drink, but also leisurely and comfortable.

Wang Chong agreed to the old Taoist priest, and he also had some calculations in his heart, and he used the three dark snakes that he had sacrificed to the Heavenly Snake King Sutra, and he would be able to get out of the tank in a few days. Although the newly refined Dark Snake is not hot enough, and it still needs time to be tempered, in this kind of Qi refining level fighting method, it is expected that there will be no opponent, and it will have the upper hand.

When the three dark snakes came out of the tank, would they not have time to catch up with the calamity of the old Taoist priest? Wang Chong did not take it to heart. He is not a good person, and the disciples of the Demon Sect have reversed themselves, what is the big deal?

He and Yang Zhuozhen don't have a great friendship!

Yang Zhuozhen asked him to help, and he didn't mention any reward, nor did he remind him of any danger, and he didn't even want to explain who his senior brother's helper was, and this old Taoist priest may not have a conscience of ten percent.

Wang Chong had something on his mind, and he didn't intend to hide it, so his emotions were exposed, remembering that he had nowhere to go, and there was no one to guide him in his daily practice, he was a little panicked, dazed, and suddenly sighed.

When he sighed, he heard an old voice in his ears, and exclaimed with a smile: "You little baby, what is the sorrow to sigh like this?"

Wang Chong was horrified, and hurriedly looked around, but he couldn't see anyone talking to him.

The old man's voice was in his ears, but there was no one near him, he knew that he had met a master, so he arched his hands and muttered in a low voice: "Seniors are willing to show up and eat some wine and food!"

He knew that the old man's voice must be a Taoist person, and no matter how small his voice was, the other party would definitely be able to hear it, so he directly invited him.

Before the words came out, the old voice smiled again: "You have some thoughts! Since you invite, the old beggar will eat you." ”

Wang Chong only felt that a middle-aged beggar was sitting in front of him, and with his eyesight, he didn't see how this middle-aged beggar came from.

Although this middle-aged beggar has a lot of patches on his clothes, he is cleanly washed, carrying a bamboo cane in his hand and a big yellow-skinned gourd behind his back.

Wang Chong was horrified, but after all, there was a small city government, so he only asked the store to send a few more drinks and dishes, and it was not too long-winded.

The middle-aged beggar ate a lot of food and drank a lot of wine, so Wang Chong asked the store to add wine and food three times, and they all gave him clean food. He didn't say a word, but he peeked and figured out the origin of this middle-aged beggar, for fear that he had encountered an opponent.

The middle-aged beggar was full of food and drink, smiled brightly, and said: "The old beggar originally thought that a place like Chengdu Mansion could also produce fox fairy weasel essence rat essence, but he didn't expect that it was a little boy who knew a little bit about swordsmanship. What about your parents?"

Wang Chonggang was about to answer, his eyebrows were slightly cold, and Yan Tianzhu only sent two words: apprentice!

Wang Chong's mind was racing, and he secretly wondered: "Yan Tianzhu asked me to come to Chengdu Mansion, is it just to hit this chance? What is the identity of this old beggar? Why does Yan Tianzhu value it so much?"

Wang Chong doesn't know the origin of playing the dzi, this is another treasure, not a cute pet, he can't communicate on weekdays, and no one answers his questions.

Although he thought about it a lot, his thoughts only turned for a moment, and he immediately left the table and fell to the ground, weeping bitterly.

The middle-aged beggar was made to cry and laugh, he loved the game the most in his life, this is passing by Chengdu Mansion, remembering the many delicacies of Chengdu Mansion, he couldn't help but go into the city to eat. By chance, I heard that a young man occupied a deserted house, and also made a fresh fruit business, gathered a group of little beggars, and sold fruit baskets all over the street, mistakenly thinking that it was some kind of playful goblin, so he wanted to teach a lesson.

He saw Wang Chong, but found that there was a faint sword aura on this young man's body, and he was still authentic in Xuanmen, not some evil monster, so he showed up, but he didn't expect to encounter such an embarrassing scene.

Wang Chongke didn't dare to cry all the time, in case he met a senior who liked to have a good time, and thought that his mother-in-law and mother would be self-defeating? He choked up and said, "The disciple has just been kicked off Emei......

The middle-aged beggar was slightly surprised and asked, "What did you do?"

Wang Chong was afraid that he wouldn't have a chance to speak, he threw out the sentence "I just got kicked off Emei", just to fight for the opportunity to speak, and at that moment he told his experience as it was, except for concealing the key of his origin and Tianxin, pretending to be Tang Jingyu, there was really no omission, and there was no half-truth.