Chapter 012 Beggar Boy

Two years later

Time is like running water, and time is like an arrow. There is no time in the mountains, and there is no time in the cave. Two years is not short or long. For many people, two years are just a blink of an eye, but for Hongxuan, these two years are extremely long. With the help of Taichu Sword, with the help of Gu Feng, he slowed down eight times the time. Within the square circle, Hongxuan has spent 16 years!

For two years in the outside world, Hongxuan has been practicing for 16 years! In the cultivation, there are also strong people such as Gu Feng who help and guide him diligently. His progress can be said to be thousands of miles a day! In the past two years in the outside world, he has been in the ten stages of empowerment from the first section of Juyuan, and the tenth stage of empowerment is the peak state. It is possible to break through the realm of empowerment and reach the realm of easy marrow at any time. However, due to the disease of Jiuyang's unique veins and the limitations of the body, the last thin shackles of the easy medullary realm can't be opened.

Because the Jiuyou prison collapsed in the earthquake, the surrounding defense ban was also lifted. As long as you know a little about martial arts, you can come and go freely. At the request of the lonely wind, Hongxuan quietly left the underground fault and went out to study.

When he went out, in addition to the Taichu Sword previously handed to Hongxuan, Gu Feng also handed Hongxuan the most 'ordinary' ring and three imperial elixirs that could turn the world around. After that, no matter how hard Hongxuan pleaded, the old man with mental problems never pulled out a hair. He was so angry that Hongxuan spit out blood. Seeing that it was difficult to get any benefits from Gu Feng, an old man, Hongxuan turned around angrily and walked away.

Hongxuan, who was dressed in rags, didn't even get half a dress from the old man. When he went out, he could only wear the fragmented clothes that had been with him for two years. Out of the Jiuyou prison, Hongxuan quietly avoided Yaozong's eyes and ears and went down the mountain.

The three major sects of Yaozong, Zhenzong and Jizong are extremely familiar with Hongxuan. Now Hongxuan, who is just an enlightened state, does not have the courage to move under their eyelids. Just as he went down the mountain, Hongxuan looked around. He saw that the surroundings were endless deep forests and ancient trees, and the surroundings were even more deserted. At this time, he was secretly happy and shouted softly

"Go with the sword!"

After saying that, a purple sword broke the ring straight, like a ghost shooting out, turned back 180 degrees at a height of ten feet, and fell at Hongxuan's feet. Taichu is psychic, the outside world has been slowed for two years and slowed down for 16 years. It has been getting along with Hongxuan for 16 years, and its cooperation is also extremely tacit.

After Taichu fell under his feet, Hongxuan jumped gently and immediately stood on the body of the sword. His feet touched it. Taichu immediately emitted a purple glow, which was like a rocket rising to the sky and jetting in a straight line along the south. The royal sword flew and traveled thousands of miles. At this moment, Hongxuan's mood was indescribable. He felt the rapid shooting brought by Taichu under his feet. Who would have thought that he was a weak scholar who was useless two years ago.

Driving Taichu, Hongxuan quickly shot through the deep forest, avoiding the towering ancient trees with an extremely dexterous figure. He dares not fly too high. First, it is easy to attract the master to notice. Second, the larger the space span, the more vitality Taichu consumes. Only Hongxuan, who is in the realm of empowerment, can't freely support the vitality consumption of Taichu.

The trees in the deep forest are scaly and thorny. If you walk on the flat ground, it is really hard to imagine. Fortunately, Hongxuan can fly with a sword. However, even if the sword flies, some obstacles are still difficult to avoid, constantly hindering his direction.

In the face of these obstacles, Hongxuan is not annoyed but happy. How can ordinary people experience such things as flying with the sword? There are extremely few magic swords that can fly in the world, and it can even be said that they have never appeared. If you want to fly in the air, you can only practice the realm of Wuzong and get rid of natural gravity. This is why the world regards flying as the most obvious standard of Wuzong.

Driving Taichu, Hongxuan lightly dodged the ancient trees. At low altitude, he even played the sword drift. I have only heard of driving drift. Who has ever felt the drift of the imperial sword? In the jungle, Hongxuan threw out a beautiful 360-degree rotation drift, a 90-degree straight line drift, and a 45-degree diagonal drift. With the purple spewing by the Taichu sword, a purple dragon suddenly crossed in the jungle.

The imperial sword flew by, and the jungle raised a piece of dead leaves. The birds and beasts were frightened and quickly left a vague back in the deep forest. The flying of the sword is extremely fast, and it is enough to travel thousands of miles a day. Of course, everything has to be supported by Hongxuan with enough vitality.

After half a day, Hongxuan finally felt that he was not energetic and it was difficult to support, so he stopped flying with the sword. Taking back Taichu, Hongxuan found a bank near the river and stopped. At this moment, there was gradually human smoke around. Looking up, he could even see several sparse huts.

After Hongxuan stopped, he walked directly on the edge of the river. He wanted to dress up with the help of the river, but he was shocked when he saw his current appearance. A fluffy guy was reflected in the gentle and cool river, and his face was as black as carbon. The fragments of clothes were flying all over, extremely dirty and messy, full of a beggar.

"Two years later, I turned into a beggar?"

Hongxuan looked at the reflection in the river and couldn't help but smile bitterly. As a scholar in white, although he was not handsome at the beginning, at least his appearance was not bad. It was no problem to fascinate some girls. How could he become a beggar like now? The tattered clothes, the breeze blew gently, and a stench of the underground sewers emanated, which was extremely pungent.

"I...how can I smell so bad..."

Out of the underground river, Hongxuan immediately smelled the stench from his body, and suddenly smiled bitterly. After two years in the underground drainage channel, he has already adapted to the stench there. Now that he smells fresh air on the ground, he naturally can't bear the smell.

Looking at the cool and clean river, Hongxuan looked around for a moment and was about to jump into the river to wash. Unexpectedly, a rapid horseshoe interrupted his action. I saw a handsome boy dressed in white clothes galloping towards Hongxuan. He seemed to be avoiding something. Through his cheeks, he could see some crystal clear beads of sweat.

The handsome boy drove his horse and ran wildly, passed by Hongxuan, and looked at the river about seven meters wide. He didn't think about it. He suddenly pulled the long rope, and the horse rose into the air and fell directly into the middle of the river, stirring up a wave. As soon as the horse fell into the river, it immediately jumped up again, shot again, and rushed to the opposite bank in an instant. The whole process was completed in one go, without any stagnation, as if after tens of millions of trainings, which was unbelievable.

Facing the handsome boy's horse driving skills, Hongxuan opened the corners of his mouth with an 'O'. At half a sound, he came to his senses and felt cold all over. It turned out that the waves raised by the boy's horse just now splashed him with water.

"Fuck you, I'm going to ruin you."

Hongxuan scolded the handsome boy and patted Shui Ze on his body angrily. Seeing that this guy was a little more handsome than himself, he actually had a trace of jealousy for no reason.

The handsome boy is still running wildly, as if he didn't hear Hongxuan's curse. After jumping to the other side, the handsome boy walked quickly towards a remote path. However, before taking a few steps, several middle-aged men in cyan robes and long swords on their backs were like ghosts. They flashed out and pulled out a thick hemp rope with a fist.

The handsome boy didn't expect it, as if he didn't expect that there would be an ambush here at all. ** The horse also had no time to leap into the air. His front foot was locked by a hemp rope, his center of gravity was unstable, and he immediately fell out! With the boy, one by one, one horse fell to the ground, setting off smoke and dust all over the sky.

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

Several swords in a row, and several men in blue strode forward, showing their long swords one by one, surrounding the handsome boy into a ball. Surrounded on all sides, it is difficult to escape.

"That boy is in trouble."

It's far or not. There is only one river away from the place where Hongxuan and the handsome boy fell from the horse. He clearly saw the whole process, raised his eyebrows, and thought in his heart that you bastard had just made me full of water, and now it's your bad luck.

"Kid, you are so bold that you dare to steal my medicine! Are you tired of living, you!"

Among the few men in blue, one of the leaders held a long sword and shouted loudly in front of the handsome boy, with a cold face. A murderous spirit flashed in his eyes from time to time, which made people palpitate. This person obviously had dozens of lives, otherwise he would never breed such a strong murderous spirit.

"It turned out to be Yaozong!"

After hearing the man in blue speak, Hongxuan's attitude of looking around suddenly turned sharply, and a trace of murder flashed in his eyes. On the day of marriage, he was doomed to live with Yaozong, qizong and Zhenzong in his life. Such hatred can only be washed away with blood, and there is no other way. Now that he sees the people of Yaozong, it is almost difficult for him to control the anger in his heart. Originally, it was none of his business, but once the matter was involved in Yaozong, he would no longer be vague. He clenched his fist in his hand and was quietly ready to face everything.

"What kind of bullshit medicine sect? It's just because there are a few pharmacists. What's the arrogance?"

The handsome boy turned over and picked up a dry wooden stick on the ground casually. He carefully put a few men in blue to protect his body, looking a little cautious.

"Give over Yi Miao Dan and leave your whole body after committing suicide!"

The man in blue looked indifferent, holding the sword in one hand and asking for the elixir in the other. Several men around him tightened their long swords in their hands, guarded all directions, and strictly guarded against the handsome boy from escaping.

"If you want me to die, you have to ask my master if he would like it! Master, help me!"

The handsome boy shouted for help in the direction of Hongxuan. It was so sincere that it was difficult to doubt that this 'beggar' was not his master. When several men in blue heard the words, they immediately turned around and looked at Hongxuan. They saw a fluffy beggar looking at him and others lazily. With this short opportunity, the handsome boy shook his feet, quickly escaped the defense, jumped into the river, and rushed to Hongxuan.

"No, although I have a problem with Yaozong, you can't be so greedy for me..."

Hongxuan was speechless and smiled bitterly at the handsome teenager. He thought he was already shameless, but there were people more shameless than him. If you don't have any martial arts skills and are besieged by Yaozong's lackeys, won't you explain it here today?

"Chasing, the boy ran away! Whether the beggar is his master or not, we will kill him together!"

The leading man in blue waved his sword, strode forward, and quickly chased the handsome boy and Hongxuan...