Chaos Dao Sheng Jue

Chapter 378 Crazy Old Beggar

"Hehehe... I am a little monster, free and easy, I kill people without blinking an eye, and I eat people without adding salt.

Seven or eight in one mouthful, my stomach is about to burst, my stomach is about to burst... hehehe... hahahaha..."

All I saw was an old beggar with ragged clothes, disheveled hair, a pale and thin face, a face full of dirt, lips covered with tiny cracks, and a gentle look in his eyes.

He was squatting in front of a cute little girl, happily reciting the limerick from memory, trying to make the little girl happy.

But the little girl, who was about five or six years old, was shocked when she heard this.

With a cry of "Wow...", Taotao burst into tears.

Seeing this, the old beggar's eyes were filled with anxiety, and he shouted in panic:

"Xuan'er, don't cry, Xuan'er, don't cry, Daddy will buy you some candy...Xuan'er, don't cry..."

However, despite the old beggar's strong persuasion, the little girl not only did not get better, but she cried even louder.

The anxious old beggar quickly lay on the ground, dancing and pretending to be a monster.

I wanted to cheer up the little girl, but she just cried even louder.

"Damn it! Where did this crazy beggar come from? Get out of here right now."

At this moment, a scolding voice suddenly rang out.

Then, a beautiful figure flashed by hurriedly, quickly hugged the crying little girl in her arms, stepped back, and kept a certain safe distance.

"Xuan'er! Xuan'er! Put my Xuan'er down now."

When the old beggar saw the little girl being taken away, he choked with anxiety.

As he spoke, he stretched out his dirty hands and staggered towards the female monk who was holding the little girl, wanting to take the little girl back.

"Snap..." Upon seeing this, a long whip instantly appeared in the hand of the female monk. She poured her true energy into the whip. After a flash of light, the whip violently hit the old beggar's face.

A hideous wound immediately appeared on the old beggar's face, but the old beggar seemed to be unaware of the pain and continued to stagger towards the female monk.

"Clap clap clap..."

Seeing this, the female monk swung the whip in her hand again and lashed at the old beggar.

The powerful force once again left several bloody marks on the old beggar's body, and at the same time forced the old beggar back, almost causing him to fall to the ground.

"Please don't take my Xuan'er away! Please give my Xuan'er back to me..."

The old beggar begged, paying no heed to his injuries, as he continued to stagger forward.

The nun didn't expect the old beggar to be so persistent. Seeing his pity, she couldn't bear to hit him again. She sighed and said calmly:

"Senior! This is my daughter Rou'er! She is not the Xuan'er you mentioned. Please look for her somewhere else. Goodbye!"

After saying that, the woman took the little girl and flew away on her sword.

The old beggar seemed to understand what the woman said. He stood there in a daze, tears streaming down his face, and he kept muttering:

"It's Rou'er! Not my Xuan'er! Where on earth are you, my Xuan'er?"

"This old beggar is really pitiful, but did you notice that I can't see through his cultivation?"

On the street, among the monks watching, a middle-aged monk pointed at the old beggar and sighed.

"I guess he lost his daughter, and he couldn't stand the shock and became like this. It's really pitiful for all parents in the world!"

Another monk said sadly.

"Xuan'er...hahaha...Dad finally found you...hahaha..."

The sad old beggar seemed to see something, suddenly laughed crazily, and then ran out.

Wherever he went, the monks stepped back to make way for him.

"Juechen! Since you have already ranked high in the Dandao Tower, in my opinion, we should hurry back! Otherwise your master will worry about you."

On the street of Taibai City, a middle-aged female cultivator in a grey Taoist robe and holding a whisk was persuading the young girl who was traveling with her.

"Hehehe... I understand, Master Jingxian! You see, we have finally come out here, please let me walk around for a while longer!

And I also plan to try the Dan Dao Tower again, because I feel that if I try again, I will be able to improve my alchemy skills to the level of a first-class divine alchemist."

Upon hearing that, the young girl acted coquettishly with a mischievous look on her face.

The two people were none other than Juechen, who came from the Valley of Forgetfulness and went out for training. That is, Wang Jingxuan, who had lost her memory, and her uncle Jingxian.

"Oh? Is it true? That's really great." Jingxian said in surprise with her eyes lighting up.

"Of course..." Wang Jingxuan was happily preparing to reply to Uncle Jingxian.

But he was blocked by an old beggar who was ragged, had disheveled hair, a pale and thin face, bloodstains all over his face, tiny cracks on his lips, and a gentle look in his eyes.

The old beggar stared at Wang Jingxuan and stood there in a daze.

The moment Wang Jingxuan saw the old beggar, her heart suddenly trembled, and a sense of familiarity from the depths of her soul arose, so that she was stunned.

However, Wang Jingxuan tried his best to think, but found that he did not recognize the person in front of him.

"Xuan'er! Xuan'er! Dad finally found you!" The old beggar immediately burst into tears.

Jingxian's face changed when she saw this. She knew that Juechen was her senior sister, who brought him back from outside.

Then he gave Juechen the Love Potion to drink, causing her to lose her original memory. Then he used a secret method to implant a memory that should not belong to Juechen into her mind.

This is how we got the Juechen of today. The senior sister even trained Juechen as the saint of the Wangqing Sect.

If the man in front of him is really Juechen's father, then things would be very bad.

So Jingxian immediately scolded angrily:

"Where did you come from, you crazy beggar? Get out of here immediately, or I will blame you for being ruthless."

However, the old beggar ignored Jingxian when he heard that. He stretched out his dirty hand with tears in his eyes, wanting to stroke Wang Jingxuan's cheek.

Because in his memory, he often did this action when his daughter was young.

However, Wang Jingxuan frowned when he saw this, and subconsciously took a few steps back, keeping a certain distance from the old beggar.

"Hmph..." Seeing that the old beggar was not restrained by her and still wanted to violate Juechen, Jingxian snorted coldly and used her true energy to slap the old beggar on the back.

"boom……"

When Jingxian slapped the old beggar on the back, there was a loud noise, but the old beggar remained motionless.

But Jingxian's pupils shrank.

Suddenly, a faint halo of light instinctively emitted from the old beggar's body, and then a powerful force backfired.

Jingxian was immediately knocked flying, spitting out blood several times in the air.

"Uncle Master Jingxian?" The sudden change made Wang Jingxuan terrified. After shouting loudly, he dodged and caught Jingxian who was flying backwards.

"Puff... What a... What a scary old beggar." Jingxian, who was caught, spat out blood again and looked at the old beggar in front of her with horror.

You know, Jingxian has reached the great perfection of the Golden Core Stage.

What’s even more terrible is that the old beggar didn’t even make a move, and seriously injured himself relying solely on his own instinctive defense. This shows how powerful this crazy beggar is.

Seeing this, Wang Jingxuan quickly took out a healing pill and gave it to Jingxian to take, then looked at the old beggar vigilantly.

“Hehehe…hahaha…I finally found my Xuan’er! I finally found my Xuan’er.

I'm going to buy some Tang Dun Dun for my Xuan Er, Xuan Er loves Tang Dun Dun the most..."

The old beggar seemed to be completely unaware that he had injured Jingxian, and he also didn't know that his daughter didn't actually remember him.

He just stood there, laughing happily, like a silly child.

"Let's go!" Jingxian, still frightened, said solemnly.

Upon hearing this, Wang Jingxuan immediately threw out a long sword and flew away on the sword.

The lively old beggar saw his daughter flying away on a sword.

An anxious look suddenly appeared on his face, and then he instinctively ran in the direction they flew away...