When the elderly Taoist saw his fellow disciple standing still, he knew that he had persuaded him. Then he bowed to the surroundings and said in a sincere tone: "Dear fellow villagers, today my military inspector is pursuing a major criminal. In order to prevent the criminal from escaping, we have to hurry up and rush forward, so we have hit everyone. Please forgive me!" As he said that, he bowed his head and bowed.

Seeing this, the girl also paid a solemn salute.

Only the young Taoist stands proudly.

This approach immediately changed the perception of some pedestrians about them: "Nothing to do, nothing to do, it's important to catch criminals!"

The elderly Taoist secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned his eyes to Xue Chang who was standing not far away, and asked in a gentle tone: "This young hero has a great name, but is he a subordinate of Shaolin?"

Although Xue Chang only had a few moves with the young Taoist, the elderly Taoist who had been in the world for many years could still see the traces of the Arhat Fist, so this question was asked.

Young hero!... The usual name for the protagonist in martial arts novels and films suddenly fell on him, which made Xue Chang feel a sense of time and space separation. In a trance, he smiled slightly and did not respond.

Through the original owner's memory, he learned that the original owner's father was indeed from a Shaolin disciple, but according to the rules, although the original owner practiced Shaolin martial arts, he had not yet been officially recognized by Shaolin Temple and was listed as a member of the gate. He was not a Shaolin disciple. The reason why Xue Chang did not deny it was because he wanted the other party to be unable to guess his origin and dared not do anything randomly.

When the elderly Taoist saw that he didn't speak, he was not angry. Looking at the other party's pale face, he said apologetically: "My junior brother is eager to arrest the murderer to complete the task, so he is a little impatient. He had offense just now, so I hope the young hero will forgive me! I have healing pills here, as a gift, I hope I will accept it!"

"Senior brother, I'll give this pill." The young Taoist took the conversation and quickly took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, sneered: "Boy, go ahead!" After saying that, he shook his wrist and the medicine bottle was clamped with the sound of breaking the wind and ejaculated towards Xue Chang.

Xue Chang, whose inner breath had not been adjusted well, dared not take it with his hands when he saw this situation. However, if he avoided it, he would only be more despised. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and caught a glimpse of the bundle of fur placed not far from his feet. He stretched out his feet and hooked them.

The original owner practiced fists and feet for more than ten years, and his body was still flexible and free. The bundle of fur flew up from the ground and stood in front of Xue Chang.

There was only a slight "puff" sound, and the medicine bottle pierced into the soft fur, and there was no movement.

Xue Chang reached out and grabbed the fur, took out the medicine bottle, shook it at the other party, and smiled and said, "The Taoist Master can recognize the mistake and give me the pill as a pledge. We will not owe each other."

"You--" When the young Taoist heard this, his thick eyebrows suddenly raised.

"Junior brother, we have to leave quickly and not delay the important matters!" the elderly Taoist immediately reminded.

The young Taoist glared at Xue Chang fiercely, turned his horse's head, and shouted angrily: "Go!"

The pedestrians took the initiative to make way, and he rode his horse forward, and the elderly Taoist followed closely behind.

The girl in white dress looked at Xue Chang curiously, and said, "I don't even dare to say the name, I'm sneaky, and I'm so embarrassed to say something to others." After that, she also left.

After the three of them left, Xue Chang breathed a sigh of relief. He felt his chest was stuffy and his whole body was exhausted. His body shook a few times and was about to fall.

Xu Xi quickly supported him and asked with concern: "Master, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Xue Chang coughed, unscrewed the lid of the medicine bottle, poured out a black pill, pinched it to the edge of his nose and smelled it. There was a smell of medicine that was rushing to his nose, and then he swallowed it in one bite.

Xue Chang was not worried about the problem with the medicine. Although he didn't know which sect the two Taoists came from, according to the original owner's memory, those who could enter the Martial Arts Division were basically disciples of famous sects. In the public eye, they could not poison them in public.

The pill entered the abdomen and quickly turned into a wisp of coolness, quickly eliminating the heat caused by internal breathing disorder. Xue Chang took the opportunity to mobilize his internal force by using the breathing method and found that it was easier than before. Soon he felt much better.

Only then can he calm down and think about what he is in front of him: since he came to this world, mastered the martial arts left by the original owner, and had the system as an auxiliary, he became confident and it was a foregone conclusion that he became a martial arts master. However, this miserable defeat just now awakened him, and a young disciple of a sect could easily defeat him. There are really many masters in this world, and he is just a minion with low martial arts skills. His personality, who always loves to be passionate, must be changed. He must think twice before doing anything in the future, otherwise he will encounter big trouble in the future!

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly had a crisp "ding" sound in his mind:

The user is not afraid of violence and speaks frankly, obtains chivalrous value of 20 and prestige value of 5, and opens a martial arts secret store.

Martial Arts Secret Store!... Xue Chang was shocked, looked at the 6 golden words in his mind, and subconsciously clicked with his mind.

A new page was immediately revealed, and a book icon filled my mind with golden light: Nine Yin Scriptures, Six-Meridian Divine Sword,

The magical power of the finger, the toad skill, the Dugu Nine Swords, the Deep Soul-Enortal Palm, the Kongming Fist, the One-Yang Finger... There are all kinds of magical secrets in martial arts novels, and there are a wide range of them.

Seeing Xue Chang was so excited that she couldn't resist clicking on the icon of the "Nine Yin Scriptures", she heard a "ding" sound, and a small box popped up: This secret book requires a prestige value of 7,500 points. The prestige you have is not enough and you can't buy it.

Xue Chang, who was poured with a basin of cold water, then carefully noticed that there was a row of very small numbers marked below the icons of each secret book, such as the dog-beating stick technique, the eighteen palms of the dragon subduing, and the finger-blinking magical powers, all famous magical secrets in martial arts novels require at least seven or eight hundred prestige, while ordinary martial arts such as Zhongping Sword and Taizu Changquan also require at least forty or fifty prestige, but with the prestige he now has, he can't even afford a single prestige.

However, Xue Chang was disappointed and also saw hope: if the fight just now made him realize that there were people outside of people and there was heaven outside of heaven, he was just a little shrimp in this world where martial arts were prosperous; and the game system that came with him now told him that he did not need to visit famous teachers everywhere, and tried his best to learn unique skills, and just needed to make up enough prestige, and the magical skills he had always dreamed of would easily open the door to him.

But how can we get enough prestige faster?

When Xu Xi saw Xue Chang standing still, her face was worried, she was pondering, and she was happy... She thought that something had happened to him in the fight just now, so she asked worriedly: "Master, are you okay?"

Xue Chang looked back at him and asked calmly: "Xiaoxi, are you a little disappointed when you saw your master lose the battle just now?"

To be honest, Xu Xi was indeed a little disappointed when he saw the scene just now: even a young disciple of an orthodox sect could not beat him. How good will he be when he is a disciple in the future after he has finished learning? When will he take revenge?

However, although Xu Xi is young, he has experienced the joys and sorrows of the world. He knows that being able to learn from his own identity is already a blessing from God, so how can he hope for more? So he quickly adjusted his mindset and said, "Master, let's practice martial arts well and strive to beat him next time!"

"Well said!" Xue Changzhan smiled and said with great confidence: "When we wait until the next time, we will not only win him, but also win a master who is more powerful than him!"

Xu Xi was a little surprised. He was just saying something to comfort his master, but Xue Chang's expression seemed to be sure of everything, and I don't know where the confidence came from.

"This...good boy, thank you... thank you!" The peasant woman came over and thanked Xue Chang with gratitude.

"Aunt Guo, you should call him Young Hero. Thanks to him, otherwise you will be in great trouble today!"

"These heroes are a bit arrogant, thanks to the fact that some heroes speak out for their righteousness and teach them a lesson!"

"All! All!"

...

The pedestrians around were also enthusiastic, shouting "young hero" one by one, completely eliminating the alienation and repulsion of Xue Chang and the other who were dressed as beggars.

While everyone was talking nonstop, the sky suddenly became dark.

"Oh, it's going to rain, go quickly!" someone shouted.
Chapter completed!