Huang Rong quickly ran over and grabbed the pheasant that had been shot to death. She cleaned the feathers in three strokes. After a while, the fire rose, and Huang Rong put the picked up beggar's chicken into the fire.
"Oh, we have chicken. It would be great if we could have another jar of peach blossom wine." Huang Rong held her chin in her hands and sighed.
"Peach blossom wine?" Ying Zhu asked doubtfully.
"Yes, I brewed it with thirty different kinds of peach blossoms from Peach Blossom Island. Brother, you haven't been to Peach Blossom Island for a long time. I will brew some for you to try next time you return to the island."
"OK."
After waiting for about a stick of incense, the fragrance of beggar's chicken gradually spread to their noses.
"It's ready to eat." Huang Rong couldn't wait to break the soil wrapped around it, opened the lotus leaves, and the aroma suddenly increased.
Just when the two were about to enjoy it, an old man slowly came over and said, "Oh! In my opinion, this chicken can be divided into three parts. You two can each have one. I won't snatch it, leaving the butt of the chicken for you." That’s fine with me.”
The two looked up when they heard the sound.
The person who came was a beggar, carrying a good-quality stick in his right hand and a wine gourd in his left hand. He was staring at the beggar's chicken, licking his lips and swallowing saliva from time to time.
"Who are you?" Huang Rong asked.
"I'm just an old beggar. I'm starving." After saying this, the old man took a sip of wine and handed the wine gourd to Huang Rong.
Huang Rong didn't pick it up, but when she lowered her head and looked down, she happened to see that the old beggar was missing one of her fingers, and she was immediately overjoyed.
"I don't drink, you old man, please drink. Come, please sit down." Huang Rong took the old beggar to sit down, broke off a chicken leg and handed it to the old beggar.
"This...this, this, is this for me?"
"Um."
The old beggar smiled, took the chicken drumstick and said, "Then I'd rather obey you than be respectful."
"Hmm~ It's delicious! I've never tasted any kind of beggar's chicken, but I can't get over the taste of beggar's chicken."
Huang Rong tore into another half of the chicken and said with a smile, "Since you love eating so much, I'll give you this half too."
The old beggar happily stretched out his hand to take the chicken with trembling hands, and enjoyed it with big mouthfuls. From time to time he would have a sip of wine, and he was eating so happily.
After half a stick of incense.
The old beggar rubbed his belly, leaned against the big tree behind him with a satisfied look on his face, and said, "Old beggar, I can't eat your chicken for free. You can take this golden dart and exchange it for some money."
"Senior, just treat a chicken as a friend. You should keep this." Ying Zhu pushed the old beggar's hand back and said.
"Make a friend? Just make a friend, hehe."
"Senior, is this the leader of the Beggar Clan, Senior Hong Qigong?" Ying Zhu asked.
The old beggar paused slightly with his teeth-picking hands, sat up straight and said, "I am Hong Qigong, how did you recognize me?"
[Sign in the special character Hong Qigong and be rewarded with unparalleled martial arts: Tiangang Palm Technique]
"Hong Qigong, the nine-fingered divine beggar, is famous all over the world. Your characteristics are very obvious." Ying Zhu pointed at Hong Qigong's hand and said with a smile.
"Ouch! I'm confused, I'm confused, this is really too obvious. So, you two little kids are also from the world? Which family's apprentices are you?" Hong Qigong asked.
"I am also an old friend of yours. My father's surname is Huang and he lives on Peach Blossom Island."
Hong Qigong suddenly lost his face and said: "Are you Huang Yaoshi Huang Laoxie's daughter? Oh! It's really..."
"Senior Hong, I thought I had no chance of meeting you, but fate is sometimes so magical. I tried so hard to find you but couldn't find you. After giving up the search, we met." Ying Zhu stood up and said.
"Why are you looking for me?" Hong Qigong asked with a serious face.
"I have heard for a long time that your Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are the most masculine palms in the world. They are indestructible and indestructible, so I would like to ask you for advice."
"Ask for advice? You little kid is not good enough. You should go back and practice for a few more years. I am afraid that if I slap you down, you will be lying on the ground." Hong Qigong curled his lips and said.
"That's not necessarily the case."
After saying this, Ying Zhu's momentum surged, and Hong Qigong's expression changed again and again, and he jumped up in shock.
"You little baby... How old are you, and you have such a level of cultivation!" Hong Qigong said in shock.
"Senior, can I now let this junior see the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?" Ying Zhuxiao asked.
"Forget it, the old man has eaten your chicken, and you don't want the golden dart, so I'll fight with you. As an old beggar, I'll return your chicken."
As he spoke, Hong Qigong got up and raised his hand, a burst of internal energy surged out, and an invisible air wave was set off around his body, lifting up all the dead leaves and weeds on the ground.
"Please try this trick, you will regret it! Be careful."
As Hong Qigong finished speaking, the invisible air wave carried countless dead leaves and weeds like a giant dragon, rushing straight towards Ying Zhu.
Ying Zhu smiled slightly, waving his arms, and all directions were instantly filled with palm shadows, either five empty and one real, or eight empty and one real, a strong wind suddenly rose, and thousands of leaves fell together.
The two attacks collided brazenly, causing quite a stir.
"Good boy, Huang Laoxie's Luoying Divine Sword Palm, you are another great master besides him." Hong Qigong applauded.
"Then I'll let you try this trick again, and the flying dragon will rise in the sky!"
Hong Qigong shouted loudly, gathered the inner strength in his hand and raised his hand to slap Ying Zhu, as if a divine dragon rushed out from his palm, causing dust to fly on both sides of the surrounding area.
Ying Zhu quickly stretched out the thumb and middle finger of his right hand, and two sword energy shot out, deftly resolving Hong Qigong's Flying Dragon in the Sky move with fierce speed.
"Good boy! This is the lost Six Meridians Divine Sword!!!" Hong Qigong said in shock.
"Where did you get this Six Meridians Divine Sword?" Hong Qigong asked.
"When Dali was conquered, I accidentally found it in a secret place in Dali, and it was later stored in the arsenal of Qin Dynasty."
The corners of Hong Qigong's eyes couldn't help but twitch a few times quickly, and he said: "Are you from Da Qin? If you can learn this martial arts from Da Qin's arsenal, you little kid can't be from Da Qin's royal family, right?"
"Let me formally meet you. Junior Ying Zhu has met Senior Hong."
Hong Qigong smacked his lips and said: "So you are Ying Zhu. I have heard of you, the fourth son of the Emperor of Qin, the God of War in the army, with great military exploits. I didn't expect that your martial arts talent is rare in the world. ! Awesome, really awesome.”
"It's an honor for me to be recognized by Senior Hong. Senior, let's continue."
"Okay, it's time for the old beggar to show his real skills and fetch water with two dragons!"
Hong Qigong thrust out both palms, and two dragon shapes suddenly rushed toward Ying Zhu.
Ying Zhu made a seal with his left hand, and a golden light condensed on his fingertips.
"One sword-pointing move: shake the mountains and rivers!"
With a wave of Ying Zhu's hand, the golden light quickly shot out and turned into a giant long sword. With one swing of the sword, the two dragon-shaped air waves fired by Hong Qigong were cut into two pieces. Then, the long sword was pointed directly at Hong Qi Gong chopped it away.
"What a trick! Dragons fight in the wild!" Hong Qigong shouted, folding his hands together, and a dragon far larger than any before rushed out and collided with the sword fiercely.
