Chapter 1338： Beggar

Futa is not only a sacred treasure that Fu Shi dreams of, but also a transcendental force known in the eternal world.

It is located in a mountain forest with beautiful scenery like a fairyland.

In front of the rune tower, it is an extremely prosperous city, especially after the influx of runes from other six domains, the city has become very lively.

At this moment, Ling Xian was walking on a lively long street, enjoying the customs and customs of Chihongyu.

After he left Sansheng Pavilion, he did not rush to Chihong Realm directly, but went to the Temple of the King of Beiming Realm first, and planned to see Luo Xinjie.

As a result, he got bad news.

Luo Xinjie entered the door of ascension. After that, he did not know where he lived or where he went.

This news made Ling Xian feel sad, but he knew very well how strong the power was in the Ascension Gate. Even with the strength of King Luo, he couldn't carry it.

But at the same time, he was a little confused.

In his impression, Luo Xinjie has always been inscrutable, not only outstanding, but also very shrewd. How can such a person not find the abnormality of the Ascension Gate?

But Youyou was so eloquent, and Ling Xian had to believe it.

In this regard, he was sad but helpless. After that, he left Beiming Realm and walked to Chihong Realm.

At this time, there are only three days left until the start of the competition.

"It is indeed a city created by Futa, and it is full of runes everywhere."

Looking at the bustling long street with crowds of people, Ling Xian sent a heartfelt emotion.

What I saw in the book was closely related to Fu Dao. People were talking about Fu Dao, and Fu Lu was sold on both sides of the street. There seems to be nothing to care about except for the break.

This impressed Ling Xian that Futa ’s influence was indeed huge, and he even made Fudao a culture and formed a deep-rooted thinking.

"No wonder they said that Futa represents the Fudao of the eternal life world. It is unparalleled in the world. I saw it today and it really deserves its name.

Ling Xian was so impressed that she walked forward aimlessly.

After two hours, he didn't want to continue shopping anymore, and planned to go to Futa to show his identity as a judge.

After all, he came for Li Wuwei, and if it came directly, it would inevitably be a bit wrong.

Therefore, Lingxian intends to say hello first, so as to avoid trouble at that time.

Just then, Yu Guang in the corner of his eye suddenly caught a twelve-year-old boy. I saw him ragged and unkempt, and looked like a beggar.

However, in front of him was a blank piece of spirit paper with a spirit pen in his hand, and he was drawing the symbols with full concentration.

That kind of concentration attracted Lingxian's attention.

Obviously pale, sweating on his forehead, but Qier still clenched his teeth and refused to give up. That stubborn persistence resonated with Ling Xian and reminded me of her former self.

In previous years, he was so stubborn and so downcast.

"Three thousand prosperous red pity, three thousand poor." Ling Xian sighed and walked to the front of Qier, staring brightly.

Based on his master's accomplishments today, it is natural to see that beggar is only a Taoist apprentice, and that he is drawing the most basic blank magic charm.

Generally speaking, this rune requires three runes, and this rune already has two runes, only the last one.

This is a rather difficult task for a runic apprentice.

"It looks like this is a bit talented."

Ling Xian whispered secretly, and said with a gentle smile, "But when I encounter a problem, I can't write it down?"

The sudden sound scared Qier, maybe it was the encounter over the years that made him cautious. As a result, he stepped back subconsciously, with a flash of fear in his eyes.

However, before holding back, he grasped the spirit paper tightly and hid behind him.

"Are you afraid of me grabbing?"

After noticing this detail, Ling Xian smiled gently and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person, you can try to relax as much as possible."

Hearing that Qier didn't speak, he still looked at him with vigilant and fearful eyes.

Seeing this, Ling Xian was neither angry nor annoyed. He understood the difficulties of the monks at the bottom and understood their thoughts.

Living in a chaotic world, the monks at the bottom are careful and difficult to survive, and they have to worry about whether they can see the sun the next day.

This worry is exaggerated to the extreme, especially for the beggars who are not ready to leave.

Therefore, Ling Xian still looked at Qier gently, and said with a smile: "Take out the spirit paper, I will teach you how to write a third stroke."

"Really?"

Qi Er's eyes lit up, flashing with hope, but his vigilance still did not subside.

"Of course it is true." Ling Xian smiled at the corner of her mouth, then fell to the ground with a punch, and immediately cracked the bluestone slab.

This act scared beggar, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"See it. With my strength, it's easy to steal your spirit paper, but I won't."

Ling Xian smiled gently and said, "So you don't have to worry."

Upon hearing that, Qier took a long sigh of relief, but relaxed.

When he saw Ling Xian's strength, he naturally knew that he had no resistance, but Ling Xian did not do him any harm, so he naturally relaxed him.

After that, he handed the spirit paper to Ling Xian, his eyes flashed with hope.

"Yes, you're a good learner." Ling Xian smiled slightly, and then used her finger to draw a few strokes in the air.

Suddenly, the third rune appeared on the paper, and this spirit paper became a basic rune.

This scene made Qier's eyes almost stare out, full of incredible.

He was difficult with the third rune for a long time, but Ling Xian drew it out in only one breath. How could he not be shocked?

"Did you see clearly?"

Ling Xian smiled mildly. He saw that this beggar was very similar to himself then, so he moved his heart and planned to give him some pointers.

"Ah, no ... didn't see clearly."

Qier came back to God, his face was full of embarrassment. He just patronized the shock, Ling Xian's movement was too fast, he didn't see it clearly.

This made him regret that he never had a chance again. Because in his eyes, Ling Xian is an unattainable big man. Being able to point him once is already pity. How can he point him a second time?

But the next moment, he froze.

"Don't see clearly, then again, this time, you have to be serious." Ling Xian smiled softly and wiped off the third rune.

This made Qier dull again, and just felt like he was dreaming, otherwise, how can he meet such a good person?

He knew very well what those big men were, most of whom had nostrils and were above the ground. However, Ling Xian treated him so mildly, which surprised him at the same time and was full of emotion.

"Well, look carefully." Ling Xian smiled and drew again.

This time, beggar saw it clearly and understood it. At the moment, he drew a scoop according to the gourd, and actually drew this rune.

"Yes, a bit of talent." Ling Xian smiled with satisfaction, rubbing his beggar's head.

Just then, a bland word came from the alley.

"Really good, be my apprentice."