After hearing what he said, the old beggar couldn't help but turn pale. After pondering for a while, he suddenly opened his mouth and blew.

I saw a breeze blowing by, and a withered sapling in the middle of the yard suddenly became full of vitality, and flowers bloomed in the spring breeze.

"How's it going?" The old beggar looked at Yan Ming and said proudly: "As long as you are willing to become my teacher and learn my immortal magic, you will never dare to enter your Yan family again!"

"Bah!" Yan Ming spat and said coldly: "What kind of immortal magic is just a blind trick of charlatan sorcerers! We, the scribes, are dedicated to studying, and we have the blessing of our predecessors and saints, so why do we need to learn these heretical ways!"

"you!"

The old beggar didn't expect him to be so stubborn and stubborn, and he was so angry that he was so angry.

Fortunately, he had good concentration. Thinking of his mission, he calmed down almost instantly, and secretly thought: "Fortunately, I was prepared, and I will take out the 'Qiu Yun Beast' in front of him right now."

, I have to scare the kid!"

As soon as he thought of this, the old beggar regained his previous mysterious and expert demeanor. He pretended to count his fingers and said calmly: "Since you don't believe me, I will find out this monster who is causing trouble to Yan Mansion in front of you."

He danced his hands back and forth in front of him, stimulating a circle of purple spiritual light. After a moment, he lightly tapped in the direction of the inner courtyard and drank:

"receive!"

The entire Yan Mansion was quiet and nothing happened.

"receive!"

"receive!"

"receive!"

The old beggar was sweating on his forehead. He shouted "Get it!" three times, but he didn't get any response.

Yan Ming had been watching with cold eyes. When he saw the old beggar's embarrassed state, he couldn't help but sneered: "What, what trick are you trying to play again? It doesn't work this time?"

The old beggar was sweating profusely at this moment. While he was trying to take back the Qiu Yun Beast, he secretly thought in his heart: "What's going on? Why can't I feel the position of the Qiu Yun Beast? Is it possible that there are masters in this house?

Ruined my good deeds?"

"Yes, they must be monks from the other four sects, but I don't know which opponent they are?"

When the old beggar thought of this, he already made a decision in his heart.

"Since someone is messing with what happened today, it is absolutely impossible for us to succeed. It's better to leave first!"

Thinking of this, the old beggar suddenly laughed, cupped his hands towards Yan Ming and said: "The green mountains will not change, and the green water will always flow. The fate between you and me is not over yet, let's talk about it another day!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped lightly, jumped out of the gate of Yan Mansion, and ran away along a path.

After running westward for half a stick of incense, the old beggar stopped in an alley, took out the wine flask that he had not finished drinking just now, opened his mouth and took a sip.

"That's weird! Which monk is it that ruined my good deeds?"

He muttered to himself, but before he finished speaking, he heard a "bang!" and a huge figure fell from the sky and landed directly in front of him.

The old beggar was startled. He took three steps back, only to find that what fell in front of him was the "Qiu Yun Beast" he had raised!

At this time, he looked up again and saw a man in gray clothes standing on the wall of the alley. He was tall and tall, with broad shoulders, looking at him with a smile but not a smile.
Chapter completed!