The old beggar muttered a few words, and finally chose to follow behind barefoot.

After bringing the old beggar home, Qin Sang walked into the woodshed and brought out the leftovers. He first offered the birds, then pushed them in front of the old beggar and said, "Eat."

The old beggar looked at the wild vegetable noodles and said disgustedly: "Just eat these things?"

"Do you still want to eat delicacies from mountains and seas?"

Qin Sang laughed angrily and pretended to take the cake away, "I see you're still not hungry!"

"Don't, don't, don't..."

The old beggar quickly stretched out his hand to protect the food, picked up the pancake, and ate it in big mouthfuls. One piece of pancake was eaten in the blink of an eye.

"I know why you were kicked out by your son to beg for food," Qin Sang commented.

The old beggar sneered, "What do you know! I came up with it myself, and I don't have a son."

"Oh," Qin Sang pretended to suddenly realize, "I also think that no woman would be willing to be with you."

"Ahem..."

The old beggar froze and almost choked. He patted the table hard and said, "Hurry up and get a bowl of water. I don't have any sharp eyesight!"

Qin Sang served him a bowl of vegetable soup, and the old beggar devoured it all.

"Slow down a little, that's all. Once you finish eating, it will be gone! My parents and eldest brother haven't eaten yet," Qin Sang said angrily.

The old beggar had eaten and drank enough and asked for nothing more. He crossed his legs and watched Qin Sang clean up.

"You little kid, you're quite interesting," the old beggar said cheerfully, picking his teeth, not as mean as before.

"What do you mean it's interesting?"

Qin Sang brewed two cups of tea, which was made from leaves dried by her mother.

"I've traveled all over the world and met a lot of mortals, but not many are as interesting as you. If I were born outside, I might have accomplished a lot, but it's a pity that I'm still a sick child in this small place where birds don't shit,"

The old beggar took a sip of tea.

mortal!

Qin Sang's heart was moved, his face remained calm, and he sneered coldly: "Mortal? You just live longer and think of yourself as a god? Have you been to many places? Tell me, what is outside the mountain?"

What kind of world?”

"A world much bigger and more colorful than you imagine."

The old beggar looked at the sky in trance, "Unfortunately, this is not a world that belongs to our human race."

Qin Sang frowned and looked around, "So many of us have lived and grown up here, and wild animals are our food, so why is it not our world?"

"Do you dare to eat birds?"

asked the old beggar.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Qin Sang pretended to be furious, "I think you are really old and confused."

The old beggar snorted, with a look of contempt on his face, "You know nothing! A frog at the bottom of a well doesn't know how big the world is! That's all, I'm really full, so what's the point of arguing with you, a little fool..."

After saying that, the old beggar drank the tea in one gulp, picked up the crutch, stood up unsteadily, and walked out the door barefoot without mentioning the need for shoes.

"By the way, if I don't want to eat your meal for free, I'll give this to you!"

Before leaving the house, the old beggar seemed to remember something, took something out of his arms and threw it to Qin Sang.

Qin Sang caught it and saw that it was a bamboo scroll.

"I see that you are also literate. Your disease is due to a congenital deficiency. If you are cured this time, you will suffer from it again in a few years, each time more dangerous. Practice as written here, and even if you have no achievements, it can help you get rid of the root of the disease.

."

Qin Sang opened the bamboo book and was surprised to find that it was actually a cultivation method!

Of course, there is only a very basic introductory part. If you practice according to this method, Dingtian will reach the third level of Qi refining stage. However, there is no division of realms in the method, and it is collectively called the induction chapter.

When he looked up again, there was no one at the door.

Qin Sang had long guessed that the identity of the old beggar was not simple. He originally planned to take it step by step and get acquainted with the old beggar before finding out his secret. He did not expect that a meal would lead to a fairy tale. If only it were so easy back then.

Already.

With this technique, all problems will be solved!

Although he had to perform a complete performance, Qin Sang still pretended to be confused and read the above content word for word.

Perhaps the old beggar specially selected it for him. The content in the bamboo book is very simple, and with Xi's knowledge, he can understand the literal meaning. Of course, understanding the meaning of the words and comprehending the exercises are two different concepts.

Qin Sang discovered that this technique seemed simple, but it valued talent and understanding very much. As long as the talent and understanding were high enough, one could quickly understand the true meaning of the technique and sense the aura of heaven and earth.

Qin Sang seemed to be immersed in the skills, but he was thinking in his heart that the old beggar might be his best opportunity to enter the world of immortality!

…

Outside the village.

The old beggar, with his bare feet, was walking as a chariot, singing songs, preparing to go back to the city gate to have a good sleep.

Suddenly, the old beggar's expression changed drastically. He turned around and looked at Qin Sang's home with an expression of disbelief.

‘Whoosh!’

The old beggar disappeared and appeared in the courtyard, where he saw Qin Sang sitting in front of the door.

His eyes were closed tightly and the bamboo book was placed on his knees, as if he was immersed in some state.

Invisible fluctuations appeared in the void around him.

At this moment, Qin Sang suddenly trembled all over, the blood on his face faded and became extremely pale, and with a 'wow' sound, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

‘Clang!’

Just when he came back from the fields, he saw the blood all over the ground and Qin Sang's weak breath. He was so frightened that he threw away the farm tools in his hands and ran in. "Brother, what's wrong with you!"

The old beggar's eyes were filled with brilliance and his face was full of joy.
Chapter completed!