I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

Chapter 153 Eastern Evil and Northern Beggar
This old beggar is naturally the former leader of the Beggars' Sect, the "Beggar of the North" Hong Qigong, one of the Five Greatest Masters in the World.

Ever since passing the position of gang leader to Huang Rong, Hong Qigong has been traveling around freely on his own. He loves food by nature and now that he is free from all worries, when else would he go and try all the delicacies in the world?
This journey brought us to the southernmost area of Lingnan. Due to the warm and humid climate, the local people's eating habits are quite different from those in the Central Plains, and there are countless kinds of rare ingredients.

The Guangdong and Guangxi areas have been rich in products since ancient times. There are poisonous snakes, old cats making poison, fat shrimps racing like dragons, crispy roast suckling pig, steamed rice worms with water lice, and braised civet cats. It is truly a paradise for gourmets.

Hong Qigong was so happy eating that he danced with joy and stayed there for more than ten years.

Occasionally, he would see injustice and easily deal with it with his ability. Sometimes, he would secretly listen to news about the Beggars' Sect and knew that under the leadership of Huang Rong and Lu Youjiao, its reputation was rising day by day.

Not only did they eliminate the original Dirty Clothes Faction and Clean Clothes Faction, but they also united as one to resist foreign aggression. Naturally, Hong Qigong had no worries, and all he thought about every day was finding delicious food to satisfy his appetite.

A while ago, a large number of Mongolian masters poured into the Central Plains. The news that Guo Jing and his wife rushed to Xiangyang to take charge spread to Lingnan. Hong Qigong thought that he would stay here for a long time, and he also wanted to meet the Mongolian masters, so he decided to go north.

But when we arrived in Xiangyang, the situation was not very tense, probably because of the heavy snow.

If he went to see Guo Jing and his wife, he might be entangled in the big and small affairs of the Beggars' Sect, so Hong Qigong did not show up and continued to come to Huashan to find a delicious dish during the heavy snow.

Only then did I see the words left by Zhao Zhijing on the cliff.

At this time, Hong Qigong had already arrived at the market town at the foot of the mountain, hoping to find out if there were any extraordinary masters in the martial arts world. However, there were almost no martial arts figures in the small town. Instead, the name of "Master Zhao of Huashan Temple" appeared from time to time.

"Master Zhao from Huashan?"

"The old beggar has never heard of this name."

While Hong Qigong was thinking, the words of a girl in white not far away suddenly caught his attention.

"Sister, your master has a very strange temper. I think you learned this habit of wearing a mask wherever you go from him, right?"

The woman who was walking with the girl in white was dressed in green. She reminded and blamed him in her tone, "Did you say that he is a god-like figure?"

"If Master hadn't come to my rescue, how could we have met again today?"

The girl in white stuck out her tongue and changed her tone, "Yes, yes, let's go buy some good wine and food and honor him!"

When Hong Qigong heard the words "immortal" and "master", and saw that the two girls were in their prime, his face couldn't help but darken.

In the early years, there was an old monster named Liang Ziweng who specialized in taking yin to replenish yang, and Ouyang Ke from the White Camel Villa, both of them were lewd people who only accepted female disciples.

"No wonder there aren't many people from the martial arts world walking around this town. They're probably afraid of this Immortal Master Zhao from Mount Hua. We have to follow and see what's going on."

Hong Qigong followed the two women quietly. With his martial arts skills, he was naturally unnoticed. However, upon closer inspection, he felt that the woman in green was quite similar to an old acquaintance.

They walked around like this for about an incense stick of time. Then the two women walked eastward with the wine and food they had bought. Soon they came to a relatively remote thatched house.

"Master, I have come back from shopping."

Just as the girl in green opened her mouth, a cold and arrogant voice came from the room, "Who are you, sir? You have condescended to come here. Please show yourself to me!"

When the two women heard this, they realized that someone was following them secretly. They immediately turned around to look behind them, but saw nothing.

Just as he was wondering, a hearty laugh came from in front of him. "I was wondering why this girl's Kung Fu seemed to come from Peach Blossom Island. It turns out that Brother Yao is really here!"

"Seventh brother?"

The wooden door of the thatched cottage opened to both sides, and an old man with a straight figure, thin face, and long beard walked out slowly with his hands behind his back. "Hahaha, Brother Yao, long time no see. I didn't expect to meet you here today."

This old man with a long beard is the owner of Peach Blossom Island, Huang Yaoshi, the East Evil, one of the Five Greatest Masters in the World.

Huang Yaoshi also smiled and said, "Seventh Brother, I am a rare guest. It has been many years since we last met. How are you?"

Then he said to the two girls, "This is the leader of the Beggars' Sect, the famous Northern Beggar Hong Qigong. Why don't you come and meet him?"

Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang hurriedly saluted. An ordinary person might not meet even one of the Five Greatest Masters in their lifetime. It was really rare to see two of them appear in this small town at the same time.

Hong Qigong waved his hand and said, "What leader of the Beggars' Sect? The position has long been passed to your clever daughter. The old beggar is now just an idle savage."

"I wonder why Brother Yao came to the foot of Mount Hua?"

It has been more than ten years since the two men parted at the second Huashan Sword Meeting. They were both quite surprised to meet again after such a long separation.

Huang Yaoshi invited Hong Qigong into the house, and Cheng Ying served him hot tea before retreating respectfully.

"Seventh brother, to be honest, the girl in green is called Cheng Ying, and she is Huang's apprentice three years ago."

It is briefly described how Master Huang Yao rescued Cheng Ying from Li Mochou, and later, seeing that Cheng Ying was young and helpless, he took her in as his disciple.

Hong Qigong smiled and said, "So that's how it is. The old beggar misunderstood."

When old friends meet again, they talk about their experiences over the years. In fact, Huang Yaoshi is aloof and surly, and there are only a few people in the world who can catch his eye, and Hong Qigong happens to be one of them.

So at this moment the two of them were chatting freely and were quite harmonious.

"I have been living in Lingnan for the past ten years. I don't know much about what happened in the Central Plains. There is a Huashan Immortal Master Zhao in the martial arts world. Brother Yao, have you ever heard of him?"

Huang Yaoshi nodded slightly and said, "No wonder you didn't know this, Brother Seven. This man is actually a disciple of Wang Chuyi of the Quanzhen Sect. He has only become famous in the martial arts world in the past six months."

"Ying'er, come and tell the details to Qigong."

Huang Yaoshi had once had a fierce fight with the Seven Masters of Quanzhen due to a misunderstanding. Quanzhen Sect had many doctrines, which Huang Yaoshi also disliked. He did not want to mention it at this time so he asked Cheng Ying to come in and explain.

Cheng Ying spoke eloquently and clearly, starting from the moment Li Mochou was defeated and fled to Mount Hua, and recounted all the major events that Zhao Zhijing had done in the past six months.

After hearing this, Hong Qigong immediately thought of the four words "Sword from Quanzhen" on the top of Mount Huashan, and felt that this matter was becoming more and more interesting.

"Brother Yao, if you don't have anything urgent to do, why don't you follow the old beggar to the place where the Huashan Sword Contest was held tomorrow? I guarantee you will be surprised."

Huang Yaoshi smiled faintly and said, "Seventh Brother, we are all old now, why keep it a secret? It's better to just speak directly."

But the more indifferent Huang Yaoshi was, the more Hong Qigong wanted to drag him along to take a look. Although Huang Laoxie spoke politely to him, he was an extremely conceited person.

If he were to see those four words with his own eyes, his expression would definitely be amazing.

"No, no, the old beggar has the audacity to claim to be Brother Yao's master. Tomorrow morning, we will go together!"

(End of this chapter)