Let you be a good grandson, you raise a group of banshees?

"Harm, what should I do?"

The old beggar waved his hand and said with a smile, "Elixirs and elixirs only work for the mind."

"It must be that your intentions are not sincere enough and your will to practice martial arts is not strong enough, so it doesn't work out well."

"I see!"

King Han suddenly understood and nodded, lowering his head guiltily, "I'm sorry, Master, it's all my fault for my disciple's incompetence."

Lu Yuan couldn't bear to listen anymore, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Old guy, you speak so lightly."

"How about I break your hands off and apply this fake medicine to see if your heart is sincere enough?"

Lu Yuan scolded the old beggar and made him a little confused.

The King of Han shouted coldly, "Yuan'er, don't be rude!"

"Dad, if I wasn't more rude, you would have been tricked by this old liar and your wife and children would be separated."

Lu Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "So, I don't care about any etiquette today."

"Kraken!"

"Eh!"

A beautiful silhouette flashed from behind, and it was the siren who appeared lightly.

The moment he appeared, he opened his voice and sang loudly.

With just two words of "La La La", the King of Han lay down on the ground and fell asleep.

However, the old beggar still sat upright on the ground, not showing any signs of sleepiness.

Instead, he clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Good singing, let's play another one!"

"Ok?"

The siren's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, with a hint of vigilance in her eyes.

"After listening to my requiem, you were not hypnotized?"

"Master, this guy is not simple."

Lu Yuan was stunned for a moment, his expression became more solemn, and he asked in a low voice, "Are you his opponent?"

"I don't know, I'll try."

The siren waved his hand and held out a flute, then narrowed his eyes and started playing.

The sweet sound of the flute came out and turned into waves of sound, pushing forward like cannonballs.

Facing the siren's sound bombardment, the old beggar didn't panic at all.

Instead, he nimbly twisted left and right, his body moving around without any panic.

"I didn't expect this old liar to have some skills."

Lu Yuan touched his chin and said in a deep voice, "There is nothing we can do."

"Ju'er, come on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the air was instantly filled with soaring dragon power.

The next second, Lingju fell from the sky bathed in green light, and his palms flew forward.

"Half-step Gu Immortal?"

The old beggar was startled for a moment, then he hurriedly raised his hand and gave Lingju a palm-to-paw.

The ground beneath their feet shook slightly, and they both took a step back at the same time.

Lingju narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Master."

It was rare to meet a strong person whose strength was comparable to his own, which gave Lingju a heroic fighting spirit in his heart.

However, just as she was about to use her true skills to fight the opponent.

The old beggar suddenly bent his knees and knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Shangxian spares my life, Shangxian spares my life!"

Lu Yuan was suddenly confused and asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"Besides you are not only a banshee who has just become an immortal, but also a strong man who is half-step into Gu Immortal."

The old beggar shrugged and said, "I am no match, so I can only beg for mercy."

Although this guy was begging for mercy, his face clearly looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.

That means, if you forgive me, then forget it.

If you don't spare me, I can run away.

"Tell me, who are you?"

Lu Yuan asked coldly, "Why did you lie to my father?"

"Little brother, don't speak so harshly."

The old beggar grinned and said, "The King of Han is devoted to practicing martial arts, and I have been enjoying my leisure time recently, so I accepted him as a registered disciple."

"How can we call these two wishful things a lie?"

"As for the name..."

"My name is Zhang Sanfeng, and my nickname is Sloppy Taoist."

"What?"

Lu Yuan was slightly startled, and was instantly shocked.

Zhang Sanfeng?
The legendary Zhang Zhenren?
Respectful and fake?

Lu Yuan couldn't help but look serious and looked up and down seriously.

But no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the image of immortal Zhang Zhenren in your mind.

On the contrary, he has a bit of the charm of Hong Qigong from the Beggar Clan.

"Little brother, even if I am really a liar, I won't even lie to you about my name, right?"

Zhang Sanfeng shrugged and said helplessly, "Besides, it's not like I don't know martial arts."

"I just can't beat the half-step Gu Immortal master next to you."

"It's easy to teach an ordinary person, right?"

Lu Yuan was silent for a moment and asked coldly, "Then why did you accept 20 taels of silver from my father?"

"Then you teach him a fake iron sand palm that can't even break a brick, but it breaks the bones in his hands?"

"Hey, this is..."

Zhang Sanfeng said with a sneer, "I asked him for money because I am really short of money recently and need it urgently."

"As for Iron Sand Palm, I actually taught it to him."

"However, His Highness the King of Han has a noble status and only wants to seek quick success and is unwilling to work hard."

"So, I can only use some means to make him happy."

With that said, Zhang Sanfeng picked up a brick from the ground and threw it towards Lu Yuan.

Seeing how light the brick was, Lu Yuan frowned suspiciously and punched out.

In his mortal body, he has not exerted any strength.

But the moment it touched his knuckles, the brick was shattered into pieces.

"Heh, blinking method, right?"

Lu Yuan sneered, "You old guy, you still say you're not a liar."

"Stop talking nonsense and get your money back!"

"The money cannot be refunded."

Zhang Sanfeng shrugged and said, "I've already spent almost all that money."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't be hungry here, waiting for your father to bring me roast chicken to satisfy my hunger."

"What's the matter?"

Lu Yuan's eyes suddenly widened with disbelief on his face.

"That's a total of 20 taels of dragon batch tickets, which is enough for me to build four warships!"

"Even if you, an old guy, earn money, you can't eat it so fast, right?"

"This money is my apprentice's filial piety. You have no control over how it is used!"

Zhang Sanfeng curled his lips and said, "Anyway, I don't have any money."

"If you are really angry, just beat me up to pay for it."

Lu Yuan was so angry that the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Where is this Zhang Zhenren? Don't you just look like an old scoundrel!

Just beating you up will work?

Even if you tear your old bones apart, you won't be able to get back 20 taels of silver.

Lu Yuan was really angry and gritted his teeth and said, "Ju'er, beat him up!"

However, Lingju, who had always been obedient, stood aside and remained indifferent.

Lu Yuan said suspiciously, "Ju'er, didn't you hear me?"

"heard it."

Lingju said calmly, "If you want to be beaten, go and beat him yourself."

Lu Yuan couldn't help but slap his forehead.

It’s the opposite, it’s all the opposite. A few days ago, he announced that he was going to Tianzhu, and Su Liyan and others collectively gave up their plans.

As a result, now, even the most obedient Lingju has grown a few inches longer.

This day is over!
"Little brother, you don't have to be too angry."

Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile, "Although I can't pay back the money, we can give you a toy to offset the bill."

As he spoke, he took off his dirty, smelly shoes.

He took out a leaf-shaped insole from inside and threw it to Lu Yuan with a snap of his fingers.

Lu Yuan felt nauseated and subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

But the cushions of these shoes seemed to stick directly to his hands and he couldn't shake them off.

The foul smell hit his nostrils, and Lu Yuanxun almost fainted.

Feeling the sticky feel of the insole, Lu Yuan didn't even want this arm anymore.

"No, are you fucking kidding me?"

"You took 20 taels of silver from my father and then used your broken shoe mats to humiliate me?"

"Don't you think you're a little too..."

Lu Yuan used all the vicious words in his life and was ready to scold this old guy severely.

Suddenly, he felt Lingju release a burst of spiritual power and squeezed his waist hard.

Lu Yuan was so painful that tears welled up in his eyes, and he changed his words, "Isn't that too... too generous?"

"Ju'er, take my dad with you, let's go!"

Immediately, Lingju carried the King of Han who was still sleeping soundly, and Lu Yuan and the sea demon left together.

After they left, Zhang Sanfeng touched his chin and an interesting smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"He is a half-step Gu Immortal after all. He really has good eyesight."

"I thought I could have more fun, but it's a pity."

After leaving the ruined temple, Lu Yuan finally couldn't help it, gritted his teeth and said: "Ju'er, what do you mean?"

"If you don't beat that old guy for me, forget it. He just pinches me when I curse."

"Are you sincerely trying to prevent your brother and me from getting off stage?"

The solemn look in Lingju's eyes did not slow down, and he said calmly, "It's not that I won't do it."

"Even if he takes action, he is no match for him."

"What?"

Lu Yuan was stunned for a moment, "Didn't that old guy even kneel down and kowtow to you even though he said he couldn't beat you?"

"I don't know what he thinks."

Lingju narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "But I'm sure that if we really start a fight with him."

"Even if I try my best, I can only hold on to five moves at most."

"His strength is superior to Gu Immortal."

"What's the matter?"

Lu Yuan was immediately dumbfounded.

"Sister Lingju, are you kidding me?"

The sea monster also had a look of disbelief on his face and said weakly, "How can there be someone more powerful than Gu Immortal in this world?"

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Lingju shrugged and said, "I'll give you an example."

"Those turning heads that break when touched are not fake bricks made of sand and foam."

"It's that he relied on his internal force to shatter the stone inside the brick, but left a Zen-like thin finishing layer, making it appear intact on the surface."

"At least I can't do this with my inner strength."

"Do you still remember the bald demon you met when you were traveling in the south of the Yangtze River?"

"of course I remember."

Lu Yuan and Siren nodded without thinking.

The strength of the bald demon left a deep impression on them.

If Su Liyan hadn't arrived in time, the magic weapon would have descended from the sky.

It is estimated that on that day, they will be destroyed by the regiment in Jiangnan.

"As a genuine Gu Immortal, the bald demon is considered the strongest in the world today."

Lingju narrowed his eyes and said solemnly, "But if we fight against this old beggar."

"At most thirty rounds, the bald demon will die."

As soon as he said this, Lu Yuan and Siren fell silent.

Lingju always said what he meant and never exaggerated.

This was the first time Lu Yuan had met someone who could receive such evaluation from her.

"Could it be that...that old beggar is really the legendary Zhang Zhenren?"

Lu Yuan had a complicated expression and looked at King Han behind Ling Ju.

If that were the case, wouldn't his father become one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang?

This is a bit too outrageous, right?

"That's why I urged you to leave as soon as possible."

Lingju said lightly, "First of all, with that guy's strength, if he really wants to kill us, it will be difficult for us to fly."

"Secondly, the artifacts on such a strong man's body are all spiritual treasures that are rare for hundreds of years."

"When it comes to value, it may not be less than the 20 taels of silver."

"you sure?"

Lu Yuan had a complicated expression and raised his hand still holding the smelly shoe mat.

"If you like it, just take it, okay? Just help me take it off my hand."

"I don't dare to steal the treasure of such a strong man."

Lingju also disliked the sour and sticky insoles and took a step back with his lips curled up.

"This is an opportunity given to you by God, you'd better keep it for yourself."

This Zhang Sanfeng can be regarded as an ups and downs episode.

Although it kept Lu Yuan awake all night thinking about it, it did not delay his trip tomorrow morning.

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was just getting bright.

Zheng He led the crew to gather at Beidukou and pack up various supplies for the trip.

"Sanbao, good morning."

Lu Yuan came from a distance and said with a smile, "You are preparing to leave so early. Are you awake or awake?"

"woke up."

Zheng He looked Lu Yuan up and down and said with a complex expression, "Master, why are the dark circles under your eyes so heavy? It must be because you stayed up all night, right?"

"Harm, it's not important."

Lu Yuan waved his hand and said with a smile, "I am so happy that I can go to Tianzhu with you. I can't sleep anywhere."

"Sanbao, this trip is going to Tianzhu. Is there anything else I need to prepare?"

"I've asked the crew to pack all the supplies they need to carry and put them to bed."

Zheng He warned, "Master, you just need to control your ship well and don't fall behind on the way.

Lu Yuan smiled mysteriously, "You are worrying too much."

His crew, after a month of training by Hun Jianglong, are already strong men who are proficient in water skills.

In addition, this was their first time going to sea, and everyone was very excited.

Naturally, everyone is gearing up to gather their strength and prepare to show off in front of themselves.

After the sky brightened, Emperor Yongle personally arrived with hundreds of civil and military officials and prepared sumptuous food and wine for Zheng He and Lu Yuan.

"Sanbao, you did a good job last time you went to sea. The treasures you brought back are of great significance."

Emperor Yongle said loudly: "This time, this will also help you have a smooth journey and good luck."

"Try to fight for our dynasty and bring back some rare treasures."

Zheng He drank a full bowl of wine and said solemnly, "Your Majesty, don't worry, I will fulfill my mission."

"Come on, get on the boat!"

Zheng He waved his hand, and the crew members immediately walked skillfully to the ship and performed their duties.

Lu Yuan also walked onto his Apocalypse and stood in the observation cabin.

One of the two people responsible for driving the ship was Ma Baocai, the counselor of the Ministry of Industry.

"Baocai, we are leaving soon."

Lu Yuan warned, "After the boat sets off, you should follow the boat in front and join them."

"If you accidentally fall behind and get dizzy in a hurry, you'll be in trouble."

Ma Baocai grinned and nodded: "Don't worry, Prince, I understand." (End of Chapter)