Super Red Packet

Chapter 809
"Haha, it's worth seeing, now."

People shouted one after another, as if they were watching the executioner's execution, their eyes were full of pleasure and malice.

Meng Xiaoben thought strangely: This old man wants to save me?
Unbelievable: Could it be that in this fallen country, there are also heroes who do justice?
The old beggar stood still, the crutch in his hand trembling slightly.

At the same time, Meng Xiaoben and all the people present felt an invisible pressure in their hearts: the mysterious and tense pressure came from nowhere!

There was a buzzing sound in Meng Xiaoben's eardrums, as if his body had been thrown into the depths of the sea, bulging and uncomfortable.

Everything around seemed a little strange, and even the sunlight became much dimmer.

The warriors and onlookers in front of him, like Meng Xiaoben, fell into ignorance in an instant, most of their sanity was lost, and they seemed to be half asleep and half awake.

A powerful field force controls the entire space.

Meng Xiaoben Dingqing looked at the old beggar, suddenly there seemed to be a passage in his heart, and he went straight to the old beggar.

At the same time, an old and empty voice seemed to come from the sky:

"Meng Xiaoben, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

The sound intensity is not high, but it is very penetrating and can be heard clearly.Meng Xiaoben's heart tightened: Where did this voice come from?

He immediately understood that the voice came from the old beggar's heart, because the old beggar's lips were moving slightly, and there was a kind look in his eyes looking at Meng Xiaoben.

"Who are you? How did you know me?" Meng Xiaoben said silently in his heart.

Since the other party sent the language through telepathy, Meng Xiaoben naturally had to recite silently.

"Haha, don't you know that there are few friends in time travel, who in the world doesn't know you?" The old beggar's voice floated into Meng Xiaoben's heart like a ray of consciousness, "You are the reincarnation of Chunyang Daotong, born with a pure Yang body, I I have observed you for three days."

"Xian Weng, what do you want me for?"

"Immortal? This title is a bit too much. You can just call me the Dao of Beggars. I have cultivated the Nine Suns Divine Meridian, and I have reached the stage of sending out pulses. I want to find a pure Yang body as a place to live. You and I will work together. How about not knowing?"

Nine Yang Divine Veins?

That is the strangest and most spiritual faction in the cultivation world.

This sect rarely recruits disciples, and if one or two disciples are occasionally recruited, they must be rare people with great celestial ties and natural holy bodies. Therefore, as long as anyone in the world is a disciple of Jiuyang Shenmaimen, he must be greatly respected.

And the old man in front of him has cultivated to the pulse stage?
God-like existence!

The stage of pulse generation is when the profound veins that have been established in the spiritual consciousness of the cultivator echo with the physical veins.This is not a realm that ordinary cultivators can achieve.

At this level, because the profound veins have to be separated from the physical body for a period of time, they are looking for a new host to complete the stage of Daomai enlightenment.Under this stage, his own physical body must have settled down in some cave, and his profound veins set off to find the host in the world.

It is said that the host can cultivate and grow together with the profound veins.

The technique of lodging is not a rare thing in the world of cultivating immortals!There is often someone who has a very high level of practice. Because he has reached the refining world, he has become obsessed, lost himself, cultivated his body but has no body to live in, so he finds a practitioner and uses his body to stay overnight.

If it is normal, Meng Xiaoben may hesitate to think about it, and may refuse.

But right now, Meng Xiaoben has no skills and is facing a crisis, so as an expedient measure, he has to agree to this matter.

"Beggar Dao, do you think that my host will not peep into my private life?" Meng Xiaoben has so many beauties, not only in Jiangcheng, but also in this remote Yanqing country, and currently has many beauties by his side , wouldn't it be awkward if outsiders were inseparable from him?
"Hahaha, you are overthinking. I live in your body, only occasionally. In my cultivation, I only fit with you when I reach the stage of refining the holy body. Usually, I come and go alone, with you Nothing."

Hearing this, Meng Xiaoben was happy and agreed: "Yes, yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a burst of profound energy entering his mind.

This qi surged non-stop, and it was like a cloud in the brain, stirring up the consciousness in the brain, a sense of chaos, suddenly a little confused, and drowsy.

"Your Pure Yang Physique is so pure and healthy. I am entering your spiritual consciousness. You may feel a headache. Bear with it for a while. When I find a place, everything will be better." Beggar Dao's voice unexpectedly It rang above Meng Xiaoben's head.

It seems that the Dao of Beggars has been cloned at this time, and the Yuanshen is entering the domain of Meng Xiaoben's spiritual consciousness.

Meng Xiaoben's headache became more and more severe, swollen, and his brain was about to explode. The unbearable pain made him stretch out his hands and scratch his hair with ten fingers.

At the same time, he found a red light in front of his eyes, as if he was in a raging fire, and the heat was unbearable.

Breathing became more and more difficult, and the hot body seemed to be on fire.

Gradually, Meng Xiaoben couldn't hold on anymore, foamed at the mouth, and fell into a state of shock...

I don't know how much time has passed, Meng Xiaoben woke up, his head was no longer hurting, but the scene in front of him surprised him: on the grass that had been burned by the fire, there was light smoke everywhere, and the burnt smell came straight to his nostrils .

Not far away, the samurai lay in the ashes, burned beyond recognition, still clutching his broadsword in his hand, he was already dead.

The few boring bad guys who watched and helped out were also burnt black, lying on the ground and crying.

But Beggar Dao disappeared without a trace!
Where did the beggars go?
"The way of the beggar! The way of the beggar!" He stood up from the ashes and looked around.

"I'm here." Beggar Dao's voice seemed to come from afar.

"Where?" Meng Xiaoben turned around 360 degrees, but saw no one.

"I'm in your hair!" Beggar Dao's voice was soft, as if comforting Meng Xiaoben.

"hair?"

Meng Xiaoben reached out to touch his hair... nothing.

"Go to the surface of the water and take a picture, I'm in the hair next to your left ear." Gai Dao chose this position, which is suitable for whispering with Meng Xiaoben at any time.

Not far ahead, there is a big lake.The surface of the lake is as calm as a mirror.

Meng Xiaoben strode to the edge of the lake, bent down and looked towards the lake: Meng Xiaoben in the water had a hair raised by his left ear, which was different from other places, standing straight up.

This is too ugly, very weird look!
Meng Xiaoben was very upset, and stretched out his hand to push down his hair.

As soon as he let go, the hair stood up again.

This way, others don't regard me as a monster! ?
"Don't mess up my hair!" Meng Xiaoben warned, "Otherwise, I'll cut this lock of hair off!"

This warning worked.The lock of hair immediately fell down.

"Is it okay this time? I've already laid down." Beggar said with a smile.

Meng Xiaoben touched his ears again, this time everything was normal, but he didn't like people lying in his hair, so what privacy did he have? "No, I feel very uncomfortable if you lie here."

"Well," Beggar Dao sighed a long time, "We have just started working together, you may not believe me. After a long time, you will know who I am. Beggar Dao, and you will benefit from me .”

"I don't want others to see everything about me! You should find a hidden place to hide, and when I allow you, you will come back to my ears." Meng Xiaoben didn't want to give in at all on this issue. : It's disgusting to think about it, when he is with a woman, there is an old man next to his ear!
"I'm by your ear, and I can direct you how to do things at any time." Beggar Dao didn't want to leave there, insisted.

"You old man is so grumpy? Since you are so stubborn, I will cut this lock of hair off!"

As Meng Xiaoben said, Zhanlu pulled out Diqi and wanted to cut off his hair.

"Don't, don't, I'll go!"

Beggar Dao was afraid that the sharp sword would stab him, so he hurriedly flashed out from his hair.

Only now did Meng Xiaoben see clearly that Beggar Dao's body was about the size of a matchbox, vaguely, vaguely, like fog, floating in front of his eyes, that small smiling face was very kind Facing Meng Xiaoben.

"What can you bring me?"

Meng Xiaoben asked with a frown.When he was concerned, whether Beggar could help him recover his skills.

"You can get whatever you want!" Beggar Dao's voice sounded like an old monk chanting scriptures.

"I can do whatever I want? Are you talking big? You just saw that I don't have martial arts at all now. And just a day ago, I was a peerless master! When I was cultivating three times with two beauties, a big accident happened. Moved, the true energy in the body is lost, the martial arts are useless, and all the cultivation bases have been transferred to the second daughter. Now I want to transfer the cultivation base from their bodies to mine again. Maybe you can do it?"

"How difficult is this?!" Beggar Dao laughed softly.

"Tell me, how can I do it?"

"You just need to be enthroned as the king, and then your cultivation will naturally move back into your body."

Be king?
Then move it again?

It sounds like there is no necessary connection between the two.

nonsense?
"Don't talk nonsense with me, I don't have the heart to talk to you."

"As long as you follow my command, you will definitely be able to move. Believe it or not, it's all up to you." Beggar Dao said seriously.

"Then... well. I'll listen to you. However, you can't stay by my ear all day. You can only come back when I call you."

"It's okay. I have implanted telepathy in your mind just now. As long as you think about me in your heart, I will immediately appear in your ears."

"Okay. Can you tell me how to be king now?"

"Being a king? You have the art of being a king. I have a book. You should read it well first, and then I will teach you how to be a king."

Beggar smiled and took out a book from his pocket.

Hey, there are still textbooks for being a king?

Strange news in the world.

The book is bound in yellow thread, and it is very old, the pages are curled up, and there are some damages.

There are four seal characters on the cover: "Qingdi Yaoshu".

"What... is this book?"

"This book is written by an anonymous sage. It collects 81 kings' techniques of governing the country and governing ministers, and the method of adapting to chaos. .”

Meng Xiaoben was dubious and put the book away.

(End of this chapter)