Yang Zhuo's magic is a little more intelligent than his senior brother. He was not afraid of his senior brother, but he didn't know where his senior brother had found a helper, so he wanted to force the talisman book.

Yang Zhuozhen learned the news in advance, and knew that he could not fight the helper he invited from his senior brother, but was forced to do so, so he had no choice but to go away.

During these days, Yang Zhuozhen was found by his senior brother again, so he also wanted to find a helper, so he asked Wang Chong for his head.

Wang Chong pondered slightly and said, "Since it's just a talisman, why not copy one for your senior brother?"

Yang Zhuozhen sighed and said, "It's not that the old Taoist is unwilling to do it. He actually made a poisonous oath in front of the master's bed. Otherwise, why should I cherish a talisman?"

Wang Chong changed his question: "Since you can fight, just go further."

Yang Zhuozhen said quietly: "If you can't find anyone to help, the old Taoist will naturally travel far away again. I am not in love with this place. The old Taoist's little disciple is an orphan from a nearby family. He always wants to help him find his parents. If our master and apprentice leave, he will probably never see his parents again."

Wang Chong laughed and said, "Since that's the case, when your senior brother comes, I will help you hold on."

The old Taoist Yang Zhuozhen immediately thanked him very much. He didn't care about the skills of this young man. After the two fought, Wang Chong's skills may not be better than him, but his sword skills are quite authentic. He must be a person of origin. It is the old Taoist's thought that he can get involved with the young man's master.

Wang Chong stayed for a while, then said goodbye and left.

The old Taoist priest sent Wang Chong out of the Taoist temple and went back to train his disciples.

Wang Chong was not in a hurry to go back to his residence. He came out and wanted to relax and rest. The old Taoist priest Yang Zhuo really had a very poor Taoist temple and only had fresh fruits to entertain. Although he was diligent in keeping food, he was too lazy to eat a rough diet.

Wang Chong has lived in Chengdu Prefecture for more than a month and has long traveled to every corner of the city.

Unlike Taoism, the Demon Sect always emphasizes the beauty of drinking and enjoying comfort. Most Demon Sect disciples use luxury, which is even better than the wealthy people in the world.

Wang Chong is no exception. He is not without money, so he never treats himself harshly.

At this time, he went to the most famous restaurant in Chengdu Prefecture and wanted to have a meal.

Wang Chong chose not only the rice bowl, but there were not many diners in the restaurant. He ordered a few exquisite side dishes and ordered a small jar of wine brewed by the restaurant. He poured and drank it himself, so he was free and comfortable.

Wang Chong agreed to the old Taoist priest, and he had some basic thoughts. The three dark snakes he refined with the Heavenly Snake King Sutra will be able to come out of the tank in a few days. Although the newly refined dark snake has insufficient fire and will take time to train, at this level of Qi refining, there is no opponent and can already gain the upper hand.

When the three Nether Snakes came out of the tank, they didn’t have time to catch up with the disaster of the old Taoist priest? Wang Chong didn’t care. He was not a good person, so what’s the big deal about the disciples of the Demon Sect who went back on their word?

He and Yang Zhuozhen have no great friendship!

Yang Zhuo really asked him to help, without asking for any reward or reminding him if there was any danger. He refused to explain who the senior brother's helper was, and this old Taoist priest might not have had ten percent of his conscience.

Wang Chong was worried and did not intend to cover it up, so his emotions were revealed. He remembered that he had no place to go, and no one could give advice on his daily practice. He was quite nervous and confused, and suddenly sighed.

He sighed and heard an old voice in his ear, and he smiled and shouted, "What's the sorrow of you little kid? Are you going to sigh like this?"

Wang Chong was shocked and hurriedly looked around, but he could not see anyone talking to him.

The old voice seemed to be in my ears, but there was no one near him. He knew that he had met an expert, and immediately whispered to himself: "Senior, please show up and eat some wine and food!"

He knew that the old voice must be a Taoist scholar. He could hear it even if his voice was small, so he could hear it, so he spoke directly.

As soon as the words were spoken, the old voice smiled again and said, "You are a little thoughtful! Since you invite me, the old beggar will have a meal."

Wang Chong felt a flash in front of him, and a middle-aged beggar sat in front of him. With his eyesight, he could not see how the middle-aged beggar came from.

Although this middle-aged beggar had many patches in his clothes, he was washed clean. He was holding a bamboo stick in his hand and a big yellow gourd behind him, which looked quite majestic.

Wang Chong was shocked, but after all, he was a little scheming and asked the store to deliver a few more wine and dishes, and he didn't talk much.

The middle-aged beggar had a very large appetite and good alcohol tolerance. Wang Chong asked the store to add wine and food three times, and all of them were given to him. He did not speak, but he just took a look at the origin of the middle-aged beggar, for fear that he would have encountered an opponent.

The middle-aged beggar had enough food and drink, smiled brightly, and said, "The old beggar originally thought that there could be fox fairy weasel sperm and rat sperm sperm in places like Chengdu, but he didn't expect that he was a little boy who knew swordsmanship. Where are your elders?"

Wang Chonggang was about to answer, but his eyebrows were slightly cold. He only gave two words to Dzi beads: Apprenticeship!

Wang Chong's thoughts were heard and thought to himself: "I asked me to come to Chengdu Mansion by acting Dzizhu. Is it because I am going to hit this opportunity? What is this old beggar's identity? Why do I value Dzizhu so much?"

Wang Chong didn't know the origin of the Dzi bead. This was another treasure, not a cute pet, and he couldn't communicate on weekdays. No one answered his questions.

Although he thought a lot, his thoughts only took a moment to turn. He immediately left the seat and fell to the ground, crying bitterly.

The middle-aged beggar was amused and laughed. He loved playing games the most in his life. This was when he passed by Chengdu Prefecture. When he thought of the many delicious foods in Chengdu Prefecture, he couldn't help but come to the city to have fun. He accidentally heard a boy occupying a deserted house and found a fresh fruit business. He gathered a group of beggars and ate fruit baskets all over the street. He mistakenly thought that he was a playful little fairy, so he wanted to teach him a lesson.

When he saw Wang Chong, he found that there was a faint sword energy on the young man, which was still authentic in Xuanmen, not a monster that became a spirit. Then he appeared and did not expect to encounter such an embarrassing scene.

Wang Chong didn't dare to cry all the time. If he met a senior who liked to be happy and felt that his mother-in-law would be a mistake? He choked up and said, "I just got driven out of Emei..."

The middle-aged beggar was slightly surprised and asked, "What did you do?"
Chapter completed!