Nine-fingered beggar!

Hong Qigong.

Being able to eat in the inn so unscrupulously, and so casually and naturally, ignoring the surprised looks of people around him, but disdainful of the looks of people around him and looking extremely free and easy. And it can give Yue Yuan the feeling of an extremely expert

Among the beggars, Hong Qigong is the only one.

It can be said that among the diners in this inn, the two people who attract the most attention are Hong Qigong and Yue Yuan, who is wearing luxurious golden robes.

One person eats and drinks casually, and has a chic posture, while the other person dresses luxuriously, eats luxuriously, and enjoys himself leisurely.

Both of them are different!

It can be said that the unique performance of the two people here completely attracted the attention of everyone around them. However, both of them have one thing in common, that is, they are self-centered and ignore the eyes of others.

At this moment, seeing Hong Qigong looking at him curiously, Yue Yuan noticed it and looked at him with a smile. At the same time, he raised his glass and toasted to Hong Qigong to show that he was a junior in the world.

"..."

He stared at Yue Yuan with sharp eyes. For Hong Qigong, it was the first time for Hong Qigong to see a Taoist priest dressed in such extravagant clothing. He had been traveling around the world for decades. And based on his analysis, the strange golden-robed Taoist priest in front of him was definitely not from the beginning.

Came down from the south.

Based on Hong Qigong's previous understanding of Wang Chongyang, people wanted to spend a lot of money to fight against the Jin Dynasty, so naturally they would not allow their disciples to wear such luxurious Taoist robes, so the Quanzhen Sect's Taoist robes have always been simple.

So what sect is the Taoist priest in front of you?

Frowning in thought, Hong Qigong felt that none of the Taoist people he had known before were so flamboyant. Moreover, he had just looked at the other person for a moment, and the other person could actually feel his gaze. From this, he could know the other person's attitude.

His skills are not bad and he is a young master.

After Yue Yuan raised his glass to Hong Qigong, Hong Qigong was startled for a moment, then suddenly laughed and became happy.

Then he got up from the table, strode to Yue Yuan's table, sat down, reached out and took half a roast chicken from the plate on Yue Yuan's table, gnawed and said with a smile: "Little

Taoist priest, how can you finish such a table of delicious food by yourself? Let the old beggar help!"

"hehe!"

"If you can get help from seniors, juniors will naturally be happy!"

Yue Yuan was a little surprised that Hong Qigong came to his table, but it was obvious that the leader of the Beggar Clan had become interested in him. Faced with the uninvited appearance of the nine-fingered beggar, Yue Yuan naturally had no objection.

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It can be said that among the five unique people in Jianghu, the only one who truly walks in Jianghu and is a chivalrous and righteous person is this old beggar with no slovenly appearance.

The West Poison is vicious, Dongxie only cares about his own affairs, and Master Nandi Yideng only became a monk halfway, and more often accompanied the Ancient Buddha of Qingdeng. Wang Chongyang, who raised the banner of resistance to the Jin Dynasty, is dead, and

Only Northern Beggar Hong Qigong has always maintained his true nature, maintained his chivalry and righteousness, and added positive energy to the world.

It can be said that in the two dramas "The Condor", the only person Yue Yuan admires is the nine-fingered beggar in front of him.

I want to ask, in the world, how many people can pat their chests and tell everyone that all the people he has killed in his life deserved it, without exception? But Hong Qigong can.

"Although this roast chicken is good in town, it's not the most authentic, but now this is the only way to eat it!"

Facing Hong Qigong, Yue Yuan tapped the remaining roasted chicken on the plate with his chopsticks and commented like this, with quite a bit of disappointment in his words.

"really!"

Hong Qigong pondered for a moment, bit off a piece of meat, and after drinking the wine, he nodded in agreement: "The taste of this roast chicken is not authentic, but it is pretty good in this small town.

Come on!" The two of them reached an agreement on the food in the inn.

When it comes to eating and drinking, Yue Yuan and Hong Qigong are quite similar in some respects.

"correct!"

"Little Taoist priest, what sect do you belong to? Old beggar, I have been traveling around the world for so many years, but I have never seen a Taoist priest dressed like this!"

After a few big mouthfuls, half of the roast chicken in his hand had disappeared, leaving only a skeleton. After casually throwing it on the empty plate next to him, Hong Qigong's eyes fell on Yue Yuan's golden body.

On the Taoist robe, he frowned and said in confusion.

For Hong Qigong, if you don't understand, just ask him directly. He doesn't know how to play tricks.

"Well!"

"Huashan, Chunyang!"

Yue Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then answered without hesitation his virtual sect origin, saying: "But usually, blue and white Taoist robes are the main ones. This junior's dress is because of his own hobbies and other factors."

That’s the reason why it became like this!”

Huashan, Chunyang?

Chunyang Hong Qigong knew, but was there such a sect in Huashan? However, after thinking carefully again, Hong Qigong remembered that in the long-ago Tang Dynasty, there seemed to be such a sect in Huashan, but it was destroyed due to the Anshi Rebellion. So far.

, Huashan Chunyang dispersed, and one of them wandered to Zhongnan, and didn’t Wang Chongyang say to himself that he was the descendant of Chunyang?

Thinking of this, I thought to myself that the person in front of me is really related to the Quanzhen Sect!

"Due to the war, our sect has dispersed, and now only the junior is left in Chunyang!"

Looking at Hong Qigong's frowning expression, Yue Yuan sighed in a sighing and sad tone: "Although Quanzhen has the inheritance of Chunyang, they are only Quanzhen, not Chunyang!"

"..."

Hearing what Yue Yuan said, Hong Qigong didn't say anything. He could feel the desolate scene in his heart. The ancient sect had become what it is now. It was unacceptable to anyone. From another perspective, if

The Beggar Clan also became like this, and Hong Qigong naturally felt uncomfortable.

Half a moment.

"Then little Taoist priest, haven't you ever thought about restoring your sect?"

He grabbed another piece of pig's trotters with his right hand. After taking a bite, Hong Qigong asked.

"Why do you want to rebuild Chunyang in this neighborhood? Is it possible that it will be destroyed by war again?"

After hearing Hong Qigong's words, Yue Yuan raised his eyebrows and asked: "In my opinion, maybe in a dozen years, even Quanzhen will enter the flames of war, and I don't know how many sects in this world will be destroyed.

Once it is built and then destroyed, I will not do such a thing."

"Well……"

When Hong Qigong heard this, his expression became extremely solemn. He looked at the young Taoist priest in front of him and asked calmly: "Little Taoist priest, what do you mean by this?"

Raising his head, Yue Yuan leisurely put a chopstick dish into his bowl, then picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then smiled and said: "Is it possible that senior can't see that?" At this point, Yue Yuan also extended his hand.

Pointed towards the north.

Suddenly, Hong Qigong fell silent.

He knew what Yue Yuan was referring to. In the past ten years, the Song Dynasty had faced the wolf-like Jin Dynasty. Faced with the invasion of Jin Dynasty, many knights in the world chose to fight against the Jin Dynasty.

, and among them, Wang Chongyang, the original Quanzhen leader, was the main one. It can be said that many people in the world were united under Wang Chongyang's anti-golden banner.

More than ten years later, Daikin declined, but another tiger, even more terrifying than Daijin, was born in the north by stepping on Daikin's corpse. This is Mongolia.

There was silence for a long while.

Hong Qigong suddenly laughed and wiped the grease stains from the corners of his mouth. The old beggar raised his head to meet Yue Yuan's eyes and said, "But young people are so lifeless, and I don't like old beggars!" After saying that, Hong Qigong was already

He stretched out his greasy right hand and grabbed Yue Yuan's shoulder.
Chapter completed!