Continuous practice.

After the boring practice and the recovery of mana, Xia Yu has gradually mastered the characteristics of Thousand Claws, but he has not yet reached the state of One Thousand Claws. Thinking about the big sword that Ye Hanyue condensed when he casts Thousand Blades, Xia Yu is very much looking forward to the situation where Thousand Claws aggregate into one claw.

Cultivation is extremely boring. Even with Xia Yu's tenacious personality, he became a little irritable in the end. He still cannot use the integration of thousands of claws, but his spiritual energy has increased a little.

Xia Yu sighed. It seemed that he was too impatient. Compared with ordinary people, his progress was already very fast.

After leaving the gym, Xia Yu returned to the large cauldron at the center of the cave. Looking at the tall cauldron, Xia Yu felt a little itchy for a moment. He had already reached the foundation-building stage. Can he refine a magic weapon?

However, when he thought of carving a formation, Xia Yu gave up this idea that made him feel itchy. Although he could carve a formation with his cultivation, Xia Yu knew nothing about this knowledge. Can magic weapons without formations still be called magic weapons?

Sighing helplessly, Xia Yu could only give up his thoughts for the time being.

When Xia Yu came out of Mo Pinglin's cave, he realized that more than three days had passed, and it was already the fourth morning.

Walking out of the inn casually, the cold breath of the morning came towards us, making Xia Yu's mind clear immediately.

It was already late summer, the weather was getting colder, and people's laziness was increasing. There were not many people who woke up early.

"Huh? Someone is following me?" Xia Yu's spiritual sense accidentally swept behind him and several figures followed him sneakily.

When Xia Yu was considering whether to take action, his spiritual sense suddenly swept a familiar figure, which was the beggar he met that night!

After turning around, Xia Yu shouted to the black shadow that was hiding not far away: "Come out, I'll see you!"

"Big..." The beggar walked out of his hiding place and habitually wanted to speak to the old man. He immediately remembered Xia Yu's words that night and immediately changed his words: "Young Master, I finally found you!"

"Look for me? What are you looking for me?"

"I want to thank the young master for his kindness, I'll give you this!" As he said that, he took out a rusty bronze mirror from his arms, with a lot of patina on it.

"Mirror?" Xia Yu visited with his spiritual sense and found that this was just a very ordinary mirror, which seemed not a magic weapon for cultivators. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Thank you, I didn't think about asking you to repay me for help!"

"Young master, you must accept it! Although I know that meal is nothing to you, to me you saved the lives of more than a dozen children who had no food like me!" After he said that, several little beggars appeared from behind.

The little beggars all looked at Xia Yu with a savior's eyes, which made Xia Yu feel a little unbearable. He put away the bronze mirror in his hand and smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll accept it!"

"Young Master, I found this bronze mirror from a very strange place. Maybe it is a magic weapon!"

Xia Yu had already known that this bronze mirror was not a treasure at all, and he didn't care about the little beggar's words. He asked casually: "A strange place? What a strange place?"

"It's better to go with us to see the young master when we live. There are some other people who want to meet the young master!" It seems that the thin beggar is their leader. As soon as he speaks, the others nodded violently.

Xia Yu was just idle and agreed with a smile. Passing by a place to sell breakfast, Xia Yu went up to buy all the breakfast and asked them to carry it back together.

The thin beggar looked at Xia Yu with crystal eyes. When the other younger children heard that there was food, they couldn't help but cheer and took Xia Yu to the place where they lived without falling. Several children even jumped and wanted to bring the good news to other people.

Xia Yu, who brought breakfast, couldn't help but sigh that the merchants in the Tianjian Pavilion trading market were so unscrupulous that there were at most a dozen gold coins for a great banquet outside, but the inside was priced on fairy stones! You should know that an immortal stone is equivalent to one hundred gold coins, and Xia Yu only had one gold coins for the wine and food last night! These breakfasts only had dozens of silver coins.

Only then did Xia Yu realize that after he left that night, the thin beggar followed him until Xia Yu entered the inn.

The leading beggar is Wu Fan. He has been an orphan since he was a child. He grew up eating leftovers. Later, he adopted more than a dozen young orphans, the youngest is only one year old now!

Xia Yu sighed in his heart, and even looked at this beggar named Wu Fan. It was not easy for him to have such a mind at such a young age.

Poverty has nothing to do with it. If you don’t get defeated by poverty, this is strength!

Under Wu Fan's leadership, Xia Yu came to a dilapidated old house outside the city. The house covers a considerable area, but it was too old. The roof was covered with weeds that were tall, and the walls were even crooked and almost collapsed.

Pushing open the repaired wooden door, there was a piece of cultivated land in the middle of the yard, and the ditch was rumbling to know what was planted. There were five or six children in the yard writing on the ground, and one of them was an older girl holding a child with a drooling mouth and teaching those children.

The clothes on the girls were obviously much cleaner than the boys, probably because the boys gave all the good things to the girls.

The girl who was holding the child saw Wu Fan leading Xia Yu into the yard. After being stunned, she immediately realized that this person must be the benefactor who gave Wu Fan yesterday!

This girl is one year younger than Wu Fan, and is already thirteen years old, but her mind is much more mature than Wu Fan.

"Lingling, this is our benefactor!" Wu Fan shouted excitedly at the girl, then pointed at the girl and said, "She is Lingling, it is my sister."

Lingling was about the same height as Wu Fan, but she only reached Xia Yu's ribs. He reached out and rubbed Lingling's head and said, "Where did you know the words?"

Lingling seemed not to be used to Xia Yu's intimate greeting method. She turned her head a little but still did not avoid Xia Yu's big hand. She replied: "I secretly learned it from the teacher in the college."

"Hello, my name is Xia Yu." Seeing that all the children around him stared at him, Xia Yu couldn't help but smile and said to them, then took out the breakfast I just bought, "Come on, have breakfast!"

At this time, the sun had just risen, and the red sunlight shone on the faces of these children, emitting a strange brilliance, which moved Xia Yu.

Happiness under poor conditions is the hardest.

In the eyes of those children, ordinary breakfast was like the most delicious delicacies, eating voraciously, while the oldest lunch and Lingling were just watching.
Chapter completed!