The system is a broken bowl

"After my mother gave birth to me, she fell ill. In order to treat her illness, my father sold all his property. When I was five years old, my family could no longer support themselves, so my father had to send me to Xiafenglou as a candidate for the courtesan. For ten years, I have gritted my teeth and persisted, just to marry a rich man and have money to treat my mother's illness."

At this point, Qingqing looked up at Song Chen. "Brother Song, you don't think Qingqing is too snobbish when I tell you this, do you?"

"How could it be? This is human nature! Besides, your mother's illness is caused by you, Qingqing."

Song Chen did not hide it. "You have a special physique. In the womb, you will absorb a lot of your mother's vitality, causing your mother to be sick and aging prematurely."

"Ah! It turns out that it was because of me! When I was five years old, a quack doctor treated my mother and told my father that my mother's illness was because I was too hard-working and killed my mother and husband."

Qingqing looked determined. "I'm sorry! If that's the case, Qingqing has already harmed my mother, and she must not harm Brother Song again! I will return to Xiafeng Tower and sell myself to save my mother."

After saying that, she stood up and prepared to leave.

Song Chen hurriedly pulled her back: "Qingqing, how can you believe the nonsense of that quack doctor? What about killing mother and father? That's because he can't cure the disease, and he's just talking nonsense! Take me there now, I promise I can cure your mother today."

"But my family lives in the slums of the imperial capital, which is dirty and messy. How can I let Brother Song go to such a place?"

Qingqing shook her head like a rattle. It can be seen that she is not hypocritical, nor is she false.

"Qingqing, stop talking, take me there now!"

Song Chen's voice was soft, but his tone was firm.

……

The imperial capital is really a city that never sleeps. It is now Chou time, which is equivalent to about two o'clock in the morning in the previous life, but it is still very lively.

The distance from the imperial port to the southeast slums is not close, almost across the imperial city. Song Chen and Qingqing took a carriage and it took more than an hour to reach the so-called slums.

It was much quieter here. Countless stray dogs walked recklessly between the low shanties, stopping from time to time and barking at Song Chen and the others.

It was already dawn, and a few smoke rose from several shanties. This slum is indeed dirty and messy, even worse than Song Chen expected. In the early morning, mosquitoes and flies were flying around, and the stench was everywhere. The poor people living here will get sick even if they are not sick, let alone those who are suffering from long-term illnesses.

"Qingqing, how long have you not seen your uncle and aunt?"

Song Chen frowned and asked.

The reason why he frowned was not because of disgust, but because of sadness. When he was in the Shengwu Palace in Shuozhou, the place where he lived was also dirty and broken, but compared with here, it was already a five-star hotel.

"My father came to Xiafenglou to find me two months ago and said that my mother had not eaten for several days. I gave my father the only few hundred taels of silver I had and a gold bracelet I had worn on my hand for many years, and there has been no news since then."

Qingqing said with a gloomy look.

Song Chen felt a little uneasy. When he and Mu Fenglian went to Wujiagou, although it was also very poor, the rural atmosphere was still good. Mu Fenglian's mother could not last long in such a place. Wouldn't Qingqing's mother last even shorter in such a place?

The road in the slum is difficult to walk. To be precise, there is no road at all.

The two of them had to drill a "hole" after walking a few steps, and then climb over a wall after walking a few more steps. After turning around for half an hour, they finally arrived at Qingqing's so-called home.

"Daddy, are you there?"

Qingqing shouted while moving away the debris blocking the way ahead.

Just as Song Chen was about to help, he saw a "door" under the low shed being opened.

A middle-aged man with a beard came out of the shed.

"Is Qingqing back?"

The middle-aged man asked.

It was already dawn, and the man rubbed his sleepy eyes, seemingly unable to see his daughter clearly.

"Daddy, I'm Qingqing!"

Qingqing choked and was about to pounce on the middle-aged man.

"Qingqing, don't go over there! This man is not your father!"

Song Chen roared and flew in front of Qingqing. "Who are you? How can you pretend to be Qingqing's father?"

The sudden change made Qingqing a little at a loss. "Brother Song, he is my father!"

Song Chen did not answer, staring at the middle-aged man, alert. This man has a restrained aura, without a trace of energy fluctuations on his body, but he is definitely a top master.

"Huh? Who are you? You can actually see through the true identity of this immortal."

The middle-aged man's momentum and appearance have changed. How can he still look so sloppy and downcast?

Qingqing felt a strong sense of oppression coming, and her breathing was stagnant. However, it was fine soon.

Without waiting for Song Chen's help, the trace of law power in her own consciousness world had swallowed up the invading mental power.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man was very surprised.

What he did just now was not a simple mental pressure, but a mental attack. Although it was not a martial art, it was just released casually, but it was definitely not something that ordinary people could withstand.

Song Chen just took on most of the middle-aged man's mental attack, and it can be judged that this person is flattering himself. He calls himself an immortal, but in fact he is just a high-level martial artist in the late stage of Condensation Realm, not a cultivator from the lower world. Because his mental attack contains a small amount of vitality, how can this be hidden from Song Chen?

In Song Chen's cognition, apart from "Dongfeng Kuang, Xijiang Yue", he didn't know who on Tiangan Continent was also in the late stage of Condensation Realm. Of course, Queen Yuzhen, the two-headed skeleton monster, and Mo Likui in the third evolution were not included.

"Boy, who are you?"

The middle-aged man asked.

Although he was a little surprised, he didn't take Song Chen seriously, because he could sense that Song Chen was only in the middle stage of Condensation Realm, although he was infinitely close to the late stage, but still in the middle stage.

"Isn't it my turn to ask you this?"

Song Chen snorted coldly.

He also didn't take the middle-aged man seriously.

Before, Song Chen's vitality was not enough. When dealing with enemies with higher realms than him, although his mental power was strong, he still had some pressure. After all, some treasures can weaken or be immune to mental attacks, such as the Yin-Yang Five Elements Needle of Ghost Shadow Xuanjin and the Vajra Pestle of Master Jiuyan.

However, now his vitality is infinitely close to the late stage of Condensation Realm, and Shenlong Jiudi can also perform Shenlong Erdi. If he hadn't considered that fighting here would harm innocent people, he would even want to fight this guy.

"Qingqing, step back. Wait for me to take this guy down, and then go check on your parents."

Song Chen now understood that this man's target was Qiu Qingqing. He hid in this slum just to wait for Qiu Qingqing to appear.

The reason was very simple. This guy must have sensed the aura of Qiu Qingqing's five elements divine treasure. It really fulfilled Yan'er's words. Now that the cultivators have not come, the high-level martial artists in the mortal world have taken the lead.

"Humph! You are so arrogant. With a small middle-stage Condensation Realm, you want to take down this immortal?"

The middle-aged man's eyes turned, and he was thinking about how to quickly take down Song Chen. If a fight broke out, it would certainly alarm other masters in the imperial capital. The masters of the dynasty might not come, but the masters of the three halls of Shengwu would definitely come. He was not afraid, but worried that once his identity was exposed, it would affect the implementation of his secret plan.

It was a coincidence that he ran into Qin's father who was returning from Xiafeng Tower with silver, and he actually found the breath of the Five Elements Divine Treasure on a bracelet. Otherwise, he would not have come to such a dirty place.

"After my mother gave birth to me, she fell ill and my father sold all his property to treat her. When I was five years old, my family couldn't make it anymore, so my father had to send me to Xiafeng Tower as a candidate for the courtesan. For ten years, I gritted my teeth and persisted, just to marry a rich man and have money to treat my mother's illness."

At this point, Qin Qingqing looked up at Song Chen. "Brother Song, you don't think Qingqing is too snobbish when I tell you this, do you?"

"How could that be? This is human nature! Besides, your mother's illness was caused by you, Qingqing."

Song Chen did not hide it. "Your physique is special. You will absorb a lot of your mother's vitality in the womb, causing your mother to be sick and aging prematurely."

"Ah! It turns out that it's really because of me! When I was five years old, a quack doctor treated my mother and told my father that my mother's illness was because I was too hard-working and killed my mother and husband."

Qingqing looked determined. "I'm sorry! If that's the case, Qingqing has already harmed my mother, and I must not harm Brother Song again! I will return to Xiafeng Tower and sell myself to save my mother."

After saying that, she stood up and prepared to leave.

Song Chen hurriedly pulled her back: "Qingqing, how can you believe the nonsense of that quack doctor? What about killing mother and father? That's because he can't cure the disease, it's just nonsense! Take me there now, I promise I can cure your mother today."

"But my family lives in the slums of the imperial capital, it's dirty and messy there, how can I let Brother Song go to such a place?"

Qingqing shook her head like a rattle, it can be seen that she is not hypocritical, nor is she false.

"Qingqing, stop talking, take me there now!"

Song Chen's voice was soft, but his tone was firm.

...

The imperial capital is really a city that never sleeps. It is now the hour of the Ox, which is equivalent to about two o'clock in the morning in the previous life, but it is still very lively.

The distance from the imperial capital wharf to the slums in the southeast is not close, almost across the imperial capital. Song Chen and Qingqing took a carriage and it took more than an hour to reach the so-called slums.

It was much quieter here. Countless stray dogs were walking recklessly among the low shanties, stopping from time to time to bark at Song Chen and the others.

It was already dawn, and a few smoke rose from several shanties. This slum was indeed dirty and messy, even worse than Song Chen had expected. In the early morning, mosquitoes and flies were flying around, and the stench was everywhere. The poor people living here would get sick even if they were not sick, let alone those who were suffering from chronic illnesses.

"Qingqing, how long have you not seen your uncle and aunt?"

Song Chen frowned and asked.

He frowned not because he disliked him, but because he was sad. When he was in the Shengwu Hall in Shuozhou, the place he lived in was also dirty and broken, but compared to this place, it was already a five-star hotel.

"My father went to Xiafeng Tower to find me two months ago and said that my mother had not eaten for several days. I gave my only few hundred taels of silver and a gold bracelet that I had worn on my hand for many years to my father, and there has been no news since then."

Qingqing said with a gloomy look.

Song Chen felt a little uneasy. When he and Mu Fenglian went to Wujiagou, although it was also very poor, the rural atmosphere was still good. Mu Fenglian's mother didn't last long in that place. Wouldn't Qin Qingqing's mother last even shorter in such a place?

The roads in the slums were difficult to walk on. To be exact, there were no roads at all.

After walking a few steps, the two of them had to drill a "hole", and after walking a few more steps, they had to climb over a wall and make many twists and turns. After less than half an hour, they arrived at the so-called home of Zhuan Qingqing.

"Daddy, daddy, are you there?"

Zhuan Qingqing shouted while moving the debris in front of her.

Just as Song Chen was about to help, he saw a "door" opened under the low shack.

A middle-aged man with unshaven beard emerged from the shed.

"Is Qingqing back?"

the middle-aged man asked.

It was already dawn at this time, and the man rubbed his sleepy eyes and seemed not to see his daughter clearly.

"Dad, I am Qingqing!"

Zhuo Qingqing choked and was about to pounce on the middle-aged man.

"Qingqing, don't go there! This man is not your father!"

Song Chen roared and flew in front of Zhuo Qingqing. "Who are you? How could you pretend to be Qingqing's father?"

The sudden change made Zhuo Qingqing a little overwhelmed. "Brother Song, he is my father!"

Song Chen didn't answer, staring at the middle-aged man, fully alert. This person has a restrained aura and no energy fluctuations in his body, but he is definitely a top expert.

"Huh? Who are you, kid? You can actually see through my true identity."

The middle-aged man's demeanor has changed, and his appearance has also changed. Where is he still looking the same slovenly and down-and-out person?

Zhuo Qingqing felt a strong sense of oppression coming over her, and her breathing was stagnant. However, it will be fine soon.

Without waiting for Song Chen's help, the power of law in her own conscious world had swallowed up the invading spiritual power.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man was shocked.

What he just did was not a simple mental pressure, but a mental attack. Although it is not a martial skill, it is just released very casually, but it is definitely not something that ordinary people can withstand.

Song Chen had just received most of the mental attacks from the middle-aged man. It could be judged that this man was trying to put money on his face. He claimed to be an immortal, but in fact he was just a high-level martial artist in the late stage of the Condensation Realm, not a cultivator from the lower realm. . Because his mental attack contained a small amount of vitality, how could he hide this from Song Chen?

In Song Chen's knowledge, apart from "Dongfeng Kuang, Xijiang Yue", he doesn't know anyone on the Tianqian Continent who is also in the late stage of the Condensing Yuan Realm. Of course, Queen Yuzhen, the Two-Headed Skeleton Monster, and the third-evolved Demon Reikui are not included in this list.

"Boy, who are you?"

the middle-aged man asked.

Although he was a little shocked, he didn't take Song Chen seriously because he could sense that Song Chen was only in the middle stage of the Condensing Yuan Realm. Although he was infinitely close to the late stage, he was still in the middle stage.

"It should be my turn to ask you this question, right?"

Song Chen snorted coldly.

He also didn't take middle-aged men seriously.

Before, Song Chen's vitality cultivation was not enough, and he was still a little stressed when dealing with enemies who were at a higher level than him, even though his mental power was strong. After all, there are some treasures that can weaken or immunize against mental attacks, such as Ghost Shadow Xuanjin’s Yin Yang Five Elements Needle, Zen Master Jiucheng’s Vajra, etc.

However, now that his Yuan Qi cultivation has reached the late stage of the Condensing Yuan Realm, he can also use the Shenlong Nine Layers to display the Shenlong Second Layers. If he hadn't considered that if he took action here, innocent people would be harmed, he would even want to fight with this guy.

"Qingqing, stay back, wait until I take down this guy, and then go check on your parents."

Song Chen now understood that this person's target was Zhuo Qingqing. He was hiding in this slum just to wait for Zhuo Qingqing to appear.

The reason is very simple, this guy must have sensed the aura of Zhuo Qingqing's Five Elements Divine Treasure. He really complied with Yan'er's words. Now that the cultivators have not come, the high-level martial arts cultivators from the mortal world have already arrived first.

"Hmph! You are so brazen. Even though you are in the middle stage of the Condensation Realm, you still want to win over me?"

The middle-aged man's eyes rolled, and he was thinking about how to quickly capture Song Chen. If there was a big fight, it would definitely alarm other experts in the imperial capital. The masters from the dynasty may not come, but the masters from the three halls of Shengwu Middle School will definitely come. He was not afraid, but worried that once his identity was exposed, it would affect the implementation of his secret plan.

Coincidentally, he accidentally met Qiu's father who was returning from Xiafeng Tower with silver, and found the aura of the Five Elements Divine Treasure on a bracelet. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to come to such a dirty place.