I, White Snake, am not the crumbs of the world!

At this time, Su Qingyu also noticed the problem.

She walked to the window and pulled Bai Li's sleeve uneasily.

Facing these passers-by downstairs, Bai Li was completely fearless.

Master Ye can only hit ten, and it is not a problem for her to hit one hundred thousand!

but……

In case there was really a holy man standing behind these people, she would have to weigh it up.

The so-called Holy Land, the full name is Step Holy Court.

Different monks in the holy realm have different understandings of the Tao, practice different exercises, and naturally see different holy courts in the end.

And this difference largely determines the strength of a holy monk.

Bai Li has seen a powerful demon saint. After cultivating into a Yang God, he can leave his body and roam the world. He has already got rid of the birth, old age, sickness and death brought by his body. It is no exaggeration to say that he can live forever.

But the weak monks in the Holy Realm don't talk about traveling between heaven and earth, and it's hard to say whether they can hold mountains and surpass seas.

Of course, even the weakest bible monk can crush other monks with lower realms by virtue of the powerful deterrent power of the soul.

Bai Li felt that her strength was somewhere between the strong and the weak. After all, although she couldn't do mind wandering, she could not only hold mountains and seas, but also be strong and rob thunder with only her flesh and blood.

"I won't be resting here tonight, we will leave directly..."

Bai Li was planning to drag Su Qingyu back to the house.

At this moment, in the dark alley opposite the inn, an old beggar with ragged clothes and a broken broom rushed out.

While waving the broom, he shouted: "Ford Land God has mercy on the world, Ford Land God has mercy on the world, Ford Land God has mercy on the world, blessing..."

These seemingly ordinary eighteen words, combined with the strange accent in his mouth that seemed to have no rules, produced a strange effect at this time.

Kakaka.

It's like lubricating rusty gears.

Bai Li miraculously found that those frozen sights on the street began to melt.

Every time the old beggar repeats his words, the faster his sight melts.

Finally, the passers-by on the street either turned around, looked up, or sideways, returning to the posture they had not long ago, with smiles reappearing on their faces.

When the old beggar finally crossed the street and rushed into the inn with a broken broom, the noisy voices returned to Changsheng Town again.

"Seed cakes, sell sesame cakes!"

"Fresh oranges, try them!"

Everything is as it was.

If the old beggar hadn't appeared at the door of the room, Su Qingyu must have thought that what he saw just now was a big dream.

"Two, follow me quickly."

The old beggar said anxiously, blood slipped from the corner of his mouth for some reason.

"Master?"

Su Qingyu looked at Bai Li, her eyes trembling.

Bai Li nodded: "Go and have a look."

At least at this time, this strange old beggar seemed more trustworthy than those passers-by outside.

So, the three of them walked out of the inn quickly and headed towards the north of Changsheng Town.

Pedestrians on the road kept talking, as if they had never seen them.

"have you eaten?"

"I ate, what about you?"

"have eaten."

"Thank you for the gift of God of Fortune and Land."

"I heard your daughter died?"

"Yeah, she went to see God of Ford Land."

"It's really enviable. When will my son die."

Listening carefully, Su Qingyu found that his ears were full of conversations like this.

stiff.

There is an inexplicable terror in the stiffness.

"Crazy, these people are all crazy!"

Su Qingyu's lips were a little pale, she found that she always thought things too simply.

She thought that a chivalrous man was a man in green shirt and white clothes, with a jug of turbid wine and a sword, traveling freely and freely through thousands of rivers and mountains.

But the real knight is not so simple, wine is intoxicating wine, sword is bloody sword, it is not sure whose blood it is.

It was stupid to go straight to the night and not accept it because of admiration for his father.

"I don't even know what monsters look like. I just dream that I can cast down demons like my father. I'm so stupid, really, I'm so stupid."

"Father and Master are right. Being a person and doing things is not enough to rely on passion alone. I..."

Su Qingyu clenched her teeth.

She actually knew that she was really not very courageous, she just acted impulsively easily, once impulsive, she was not afraid of anything.

But once the urge passed, she would feel uncontrollable fear.

Like now.

in case……

"Grab my hand and don't move more than three feet away from me."

Suddenly, a slightly dignified voice sounded.

Before Su Qingyu came back to her senses, she found that her hand was covered with warmth.

It was a hand, a soft, warm, small hand that could wrap her completely.

"Master."

Su Qingyu raised her head, staring blankly at the strand of fiery red hair floating in front of Bai Li's forehead.

Is this the Master?

In the beginning, she respected Bai Li because she thought Bai Li was very powerful and handsome.

But now, maybe a little more of something else.

The evening breeze was slightly cool, Su Qingyu's heart was at ease, and she no longer felt afraid.

She thought it over clearly, no wonder she felt that all this was very familiar, wasn't that how her father dragged her forward before?

Da da da……

Go all the way to the end of the road.

"It's finally here."

In front of an unremarkable single-storey wooden house, the old beggar stopped, and he let out a long breath as if he was relieved.

"You were almost seen just now."

The old beggar opened the door and walked in.

Bai Li pulled Su Qingyu in and followed: "What did you see?"

The room was very dark, but Bai Li had good eyesight. At a glance, he found that the room was strangely clean, but there were strange things piled up around the room.

The old beggar moved out two benches and motioned Bai Li to do it: "Changsheng Tianguan, I don't know if the girl has heard of this name."

Bai Li shook her head.

The old beggar explained: "The Celestial Official of Longevity is what those people outside call God of Fortune and Earth."

Bai Li understood, she said: "When you were in the alley, you seemed to want to say something to me, but then you held back."

The old beggar nodded: "At first, I just wanted to drive you girls out of Changsheng Town, lest you become like those people outside, but when I was grabbed by your wrist, girl, I suddenly realized that you have great magic power Man, so, I want to ask you girl to do me a favor."

He was struggling to speak, and had to take a break after a long utterance.

"But on the one hand, someone came over, and on the other hand, I was worried that girl, you were sent by the Changsheng Tianguan, so I didn't continue talking."

"Until just now, when I saw the girl beating the [{+

The old beggar stood up, his emotions became extremely agitated.

"What the hell is going on here..."

Bai Li didn't finish her question, because the old beggar suddenly knelt down on the ground with a plop, tears streaming down his face.

"I've been waiting for a long time, and I can't wait any longer. I thought I would never see another chance in my life, but, girl, you are here! I beg you, girl, you don't need to fight with the Changsheng Tianguan Kill, as long as you can send a letter to the Long Sword Sect for me, girl, save Changsheng Town, save that child!"

The old beggar kowtowed while shouting.

bang bang.

The forehead engraved with mottled marks of years bumped against the ground, making a crisp sound.

Once, twice, bloodstains began to appear on his forehead.

"Save Changsheng Town, save that child."

Such a voice kept echoing in Baili's ears.

She doesn't want to cause trouble.

but……

She grabbed the old beggar's wrist again.

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Try to update Chapter 1 at 1:[-] noon tomorrow

4 There is a demon here

Bai Li decided to find out the details first.

She doesn't know what she is, overflowing with sympathy?

He obviously didn't want to provoke any cause and effect, but since he accepted the system task and then accepted Su Qingyu as his apprentice, these insistences didn't seem to have much meaning.

In the final analysis, there is still a problem--

What is the purpose of cultivating for so long?

"Is it just that you simply don't want to be contaminated with karma?"

In this case, she doesn't need to deal with the system from the beginning.

"Tell me what happened."

"Thank you girl, thank you girl."

Hearing this, the old beggar wanted to kowtow again to show his thanks, but because his wrist was caught, he couldn't kowtow no matter what.

"Business matters."

If so, the old beggar sat on the ground and told the story by the faint light of the almost burnt out candle in the house.

"My Li Qingxiao is originally a sword bearer of the generation of the Long Sword Sect."

Long distance, vicissitudes, nostalgia, and even a little pride.

Long Sword faction?

Bai Li shook her head secretly, she hadn't heard of it.

But this does not mean that the Long Sword Sect is not famous, and she has to be blamed. She has practiced in seclusion for 3000 years, and she hardly understands the current world.