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Chapter 24 Nine-fingered beggar

Guo Jing was very obedient, grabbed the bamboo tube, opened his mouth and swallowed the snake blood cleanly. Although Huang Rong felt a little disgusted, after listening to Taiyuan's description of the precious snake, she also knew that the snake blood was a rare treasure.

He endured the discomfort and swallowed the snake's blood.

After a while, their faces turned red, their blood boiled, and the medicinal power of the snake blood began to flourish.

Fortunately, they all have exquisite internal skills. Whether it is Guo Jing's Quanzhen Internal Skills or Huang Rong's Peach Blossom Island Internal Skills, they are both top-notch skills in the world. They calmed down and silently adjusted their breath and breath, and the essence in the snake blood began to be absorbed.

The two of them refined it.

After Taiyuan swallowed the snake's blood, he also felt a trace of pure essence permeating his body. However, he has now achieved an innate body and has a strong physique at the tenth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu. It would not be necessary to refine it.

It's so relaxing, there's no pressure at all.

Exhaling, Taiyuan exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling full of energy, smooth blood, and in an unprecedented relaxed state. In a short period of time, he had made full use of the essence in the snake blood and transformed it into his own essence and blood.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong's boiling blood gradually calmed down. After some reflection, they immediately found that their internal strength had been greatly enhanced. Their internal strength was more than a step stronger. They were also filled with joy. This kind of opportunity was indeed the best in the martial arts world.

What people dream of.

After the snake blood was divided by the three people, there was still a lot of snake meat left. Although the snake blood was the most effective of this big viper, the snake meat also contained the essence of elixir, so naturally it could not be wasted.

With Huang Rong by her side, she can handle this problem well with her cooking skills.

After a lot of work, a beggar's chicken and a pot of snake stew slowly began to mature, exuding an alluring aroma.

"Okay, Huang Rong, your cooking skills are really amazing. I think I'm going to have a good meal today."

Taiyuan laughed loudly. Although he was a master of martial arts in the innate realm, he was not a true immortal. He could not live without food. Naturally, he had to satisfy his appetite. Huang Rong's cooking skills were extraordinary. Although it was simple game, she could handle it.

Once it was passed, it became a rare delicacy in the world.

Guo Jing was also swallowing his saliva, looking salivating.

"Hmph, my cooking skills are naturally unparalleled in the world. You, the little Taoist priest, are very lucky."

Huang Rong had just received a lot of benefits from Taiyuan, and now she no longer spoke harshly to each other, and began to get along harmoniously.

Layers of soil were knocked open, revealing fresh lotus leaves. The fragrance of the lotus leaves perfectly combined with the fragrance of the chicken itself, filling the forest.

The three of them were about to share the food when a gust of breeze blew suddenly and strangely.

"Tear it into four parts and leave the chicken butt for me!"

A loud shout of surprise rang out, and a blur appeared in front of the eyes. There was one more person in front of the three of them.

The person who came had a rectangular face, a slight beard under his chin, thick hands and big feet, his clothes were patched here and there, but they were clean, he was holding a green stick in his hand and carrying a load on his back.

A big gourd with vermilion paint, looking at the beggar's chicken in Huang Rong's hand with salivation, her eyes kept rolling, and when she saw the pot of snake meat soup next to her, she took a deep breath, her face was full of enjoyment

.

The brilliance flowed in Taiyuan's eyes. As soon as the middle-aged man appeared in front of him, he noticed the majestic and vast aura of this man. Seeing him dressed like this, he already knew his identity. In the whole world, there are such martial arts, and

The only one who dresses like this is the nine-fingered beggar Hong Qigong.

Not only was Taiyuan's mind spinning, but Huang Rong next to her was startled at first. But this mysterious appearance made her realize that the martial arts of the middle-aged man in front of her was really unfathomable. Then she glanced at the person who came and beat the dog.

The stick, the big gourd, and the palm missing an index finger all made her heart beat.

"This man with such a majestic appearance must be the Northern Beggar Hong Qigong that dad once said. It's really good luck to meet this man here."

Huang Rong guessed the identity of the visitor and immediately had many ideas in her mind.

Before Huang Rong could speak, Guo Jing had already stood up and bowed, "Senior, you came just in time. Our beggar's chicken is just cooked. Ronger, please give this senior some chicken. I think he is hungry like this."

Already."

Huang Rong was still thinking about teasing Hong Qigong with this delicacy, but she didn't expect that Guo Jing had a solid eye. When she saw the old man in front of her with kind features and clear eyes, he was probably not a bad person, and her enthusiasm for hospitality immediately rose.

"Haha, you little kid is very good. Is this beggar's chicken? What a beggar's chicken. My beggar ancestors have never eaten such delicious beggar's chicken."

Hong Qigong kept inhaling and his saliva was about to flow out. He looked really greedy.

"Okay, Huang Rong, since senior Hong is here, it's fate. Just a little beggar's chicken is nothing. Let's eat it soon."

Taiyuan still admires Hong Qigong. He has been upright and upright throughout his life, and he has never killed anyone in vain. He also has the righteousness of his family and country in his heart. He can be called a hero of his generation. Compared with other Five Jue of the Central Plains, he is

, this person is much more respectable and lovely.

"Huh? How come you, a little Taoist priest, can recognize the old beggar at a glance?"

Hong Qigong was surprised when he heard this, because they, the Five Ultimates, were already at the pinnacle of the world. Only a handful of people had seen their faces, and now they were recognized as soon as they met.

, how could this not surprise him.

"I'm a disciple of Quanzhen Qiu Chuji's disciple Tai Yuan. Senior Hong is the leader of the Beggar Clan. Now you are holding a dog-beating stick. Your identity is obvious. If I can't recognize it, wouldn't it be because I have poor eyesight?"

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Taiyuan chuckled. Hong Qigong's attire couldn't be more obvious. Anyone who knew his name would probably be able to recognize him. Unless he was an ignorant person like Guo Jing, he would be completely clueless.

"Hey, this is true, you little Taoist priest has great eyesight."

Hong Qigong laughed loudly and said no more. His attention quickly shifted to eating.

In the middle of the forest, several people had a good meal. Whether it was the beggar's chicken or the pot of snake meat soup, they were all rare delicacies. After the four people shared the meal, not even a drop of soup was left.

After a wonderful meal, Hong Qigong was very satisfied. Although he was the leader of the Beggar Clan, he didn't care much about the Beggar Clan's affairs on weekdays. Instead, he traveled all over the world.

Here, he didn't expect to enjoy such a delicious meal. For him, this was more important than anything else.

"Haha, little kids, the old beggar has never owed any favors in his life. Today I had a delicious meal from you, but I can't help but express my gratitude." Hong Qigong smiled and took out a shining golden dart from his arms.

, and then said: "I saw a group of people fighting a few days ago. Their skills were not very good, but they were indeed very wealthy. This golden dart was plated with real gold, and it was worth a lot of money. Even today's meal money

."

"Senior, you're too polite. A mere meal of game is nothing. There's no need for reward."

Hearing this, Guo Jing quickly stood up, shook his head and said. For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net


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