The beggar looked very old, and his white beard was so thick and fluffy that it almost obscured his face so clean that it was impossible to read. Later, it was discovered that he was not only a beggar but also a madman, reciting strange poems all day long.

Some villagers blamed him for the strange things that had happened in the village in the past few days, thinking that he was an ominous person. Immediately, two villagers took advantage of the night's sleep of the old beggar to throw him out of the village. But when these two people went to carry him, a strange thing happened, the two villagers did not move him at all with all their might, and then four or five more villagers carried him in the same way, and it was still the same.

The villagers thought they had met the plague god, and they were all far away from the entrance of the village, and only some ignorant children dared to go to the dilapidated house to listen to the old beggar singing.

Until one day, I don't know whether the old beggar was hungry or thirsty, and begged for something to eat in the village, the villagers naturally hid far away. I don't know if it was a kid from there who brought him a rice ball and a ladle of water. The beggar hurriedly devoured it.

I heard the child say timidly, "They say that my father was eaten by the monsters in the mountains, can you go to the mountains and tell the monsters not to eat us?" The beggar was still eating like crazy.

But the next day the children did not find the old beggar in the dilapidated house at the entrance of the village, and the adults celebrated when they heard that the plague god had left. On the third day, an earth-shattering roar was heard from the mountains behind the village, and it was even more violent than usual.

In the evening of the same day, I saw the old beggar walking towards the village from the direction of the mountain, and at first the villagers avoided him as if they had encountered a plague god, until someone found that the beggar was dragging a huge white-background-brown-yellow-eyed insect behind him, and everyone gathered around to worship like a bodhisattva who rescued the suffering.

But the beggar left the tiger to the villagers, and left the village silently singing the song that no one understood......

Huiying took Xiao Yuebai to the small village. At this moment, Xiao Yuebai was not at all puzzled, why the Yang girl in front of her cared so much about this beggar, so she asked, "Who is that beggar?"

Hui Ying replied, "A madman." ”

Xiao Yuebai was puzzled: "Crazy, then what are we looking for him?"

"He knows the secret of your gem"

"My gem...... The secret?" Xiao Yuebai said suspiciously

So Hui Ying told Xiao Yuebai what she heard in the inn yesterday.

Xiao Yuebai was terrified after hearing this, how could there be such a thing as immortality in the world, it was really ridiculous. But then I thought: this gem is indeed different from any gem in the world, there are many precious gems in the world, and there are also those that can shine, but I have never heard of a purple gem, and it is a purple gemstone that glows with a strange light. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shudder in my heart: "Then what use do we want this fast gem, we don't pursue immortality, just give it to them." ”

Hui Ying was furious when she heard this: "Your family and my family died for this gem, you actually said such a thing!"

Xiao Yuebai didn't feel good in her heart when she heard it, so she silently stopped talking.

"Take it with you, don't take it out again!"

It was a busy time for farming, and the village was deserted, and even the panting dogs were just lying in front of their houses lazily basking in the rare sun. The only sound left in the village was the gray-haired old lady calling for her mischievous grandson.

The two of them inquired around the village, but could not find anyone who knew where the beggar went, and in desperation they were about to leave. Just as the two walked to the entrance of the village, they saw a group of children playing and singing:

"The supreme master, the four sons under the seat.

Yang Ming is in the same vein, and Xiao is dominant.

On the Black Wind Ridge, there is a city in the North Spirit.

Red riding six guards, the work of the Son of Heaven. ”

When Xiao Yuebai heard this at this moment, she couldn't help but feel sad in her heart: Doesn't this 'Xiao Clan' refer to her father and brother?" Seeing this, Huiying on the side hurriedly ran up and said to the group of children: "Don't sing!"

When the group of children saw that someone was murdering them, they hurriedly dispersed, but they ran a little farther away and sang loudly: "The sky seals the stone, the stone seals the sky." When the Huiying heard this, she was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab a child and asked, "Who taught you?" ”

The kid smiled and said, "Your uncle taught me." ”

Huiying immediately pulled out the knife and said, "Don't say I cut your tongue, so that you can't speak again!" The child immediately became frightened and cried when he saw the bright blade, and the other children hurriedly pointed to a child who was about eight years old and said, "He taught it." ”

When the seven or eight-year-old child saw that he had been betrayed by his partner, he walked up to Huiying tremblingly, and said in a choked voice, "It was an old beggar who taught me when he left. ”

It turned out that this was a child who gave beggars rice balls and water. When the beggar left the village, the child followed the beggar's ass all the way.

Somehow, the words in the beggar's mouth changed to a new one, and the child felt fresh and learned along the way. It was not until the boy felt that the beggar would not turn back that he did not follow any further, and returned to the village alone.

"In what direction did the old beggar go? Hui Ying asked.

The boy pointed in the direction of the distance and said, "Over there." ”

Hui Ying followed what she was looking for, empty, fluttering, and only the avenue was left in the distance. "Over there" is the direction of Shangjiang County......

This "Huntian Sect" has a unique teaching, and everyone in both men and women has learned it since childhood. This person who has learned martial arts is something that everyone looks at and does not dare to ask for advice, this is the arrow method "Tianyang Archery" that pierces Yang in 100 steps

"Tianyang Archery" is the founder of the "Hun Tianzong" Master Rongmu according to the northern savages and savages dabbling in the method and the soft Central Plains martial arts for the skillful use of the army, a self-created arrow method to take the enemy's life.

This archery method not only has the power of savages to dabble in fierce beasts, but also has the deadly essence of the Central Plains martial arts. As soon as the arrow leaves the bow, it will hit the enemy, and whether to take the enemy's life or not is only a matter of the arrowman's thoughts.

It is said that the highest level of this martial arts is to be able to get rid of bows and arrows, and to cultivate for many years to "turn qi into a bow and turn things into arrows". Those who have practiced to this realm must not only study and practice hard since childhood, but also have excellent understanding. Except for Nanxian Shi, the founding ancestor of the "Hun Tian Sect", who once "bent the bow and turned wood into arrows" and broke hundreds of savage soldiers, there has been no such hero in the "Hun Tian Sect" for a hundred years.

But this will not make the "Tianyang Archery" sink. Now there is a person in this "Armillary Heaven Sect" who is the most proficient in the "Tianyang Archery Technique" in a hundred years, although this person cannot "turn things into arrows", let alone "turn qi into a bow". ”

Its archery skills are excellent in the crowd, and they can "shoot nine arrows concurrently, and nine arrows can be connected". This person is Nan Yaoyang's younger brother, that is, Xiao Tianxing's righteous brother - Nan Feiyu, who is known as the "Eight-Fingered Flying Eagle" in the rivers and lakes.