World Wide Martial Art

The old beggar had a bitter smile on his face, a god?

Even if there are gods in this world, they are not as compassionate as in the legends. Otherwise, they would not have lived such a miserable life. Gods would have come to rescue them long ago.

"cough……"

At this moment, the young man lying on the ground suddenly coughed.

The little beggar's eyes lit up and he couldn't help shouting, "Grandpa, grandpa, you are really alive!"

"How do you feel, young man?"

The old beggar looked nervous and asked quickly.

"hungry……"

The young man struggled to speak. He felt his stomach was empty, as if he hadn't eaten in several years. The hunger made him almost lose his mind. There was nothing left in his head, only hunger.

"Hungry, being hungry is a good thing, feeling hungry..."

When the old beggar said this, his words suddenly stopped. He looked at the dirty half of a cold potato in his hand and the half of a pancake in the little beggar's hand, and he became entangled for a moment.

They had not eaten for two days, and it was not easy to dig out some food from the garbage today. They were preparing to fill their stomachs, but they met a young man who appeared out of thin air.

"Grandpa, give it to him. He's not hungry anymore after eating half of the dog eggs..."

The little beggar handed out half of the pancake in his hand, turned his head and said.

Seeing the little beggar named Goudan, the old beggar's eyes got wet. He was touched that the child he picked up could have such a kind heart.

"Okay, good job Goudan."

The old beggar shed tears and stuffed the pancake in his hand into the young man's mouth. The young man's consciousness was very vague and he was unaware of anything outside. He just found that there was more pancake in his mouth and hurriedly chewed it.

Within a few seconds, a piece of pancake was swallowed whole by the young man. He ate too quickly and choked. If the old beggar hadn't fed him a few sips of water, he would have choked to death.

After that, half of the potato in the old beggar's hand also went into the young man's stomach.

It wasn't until this moment that the young man's consciousness gradually awakened. He opened his drowsy eyes and looked at the old man and the young man in front of him, as well as the temple in the obvious human architectural style. He grinned at the corner of his mouth.

"Succeeded..."

This young man is none other than Ye Feng. When he was surrounded by the Wanlin Mountains and was stared at by a group of demon clan leaders, he used the Golden Thread to travel through space regardless of the danger.

The moment Ye Feng escaped into the space, he saw boundless nothingness in front of his eyes, a strange and endless whistling rhythm in his ears, and his consciousness seemed to be at rest.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Feng traveled thousands of miles away, and he used all his strength to activate the golden thread at all costs, allowing him to travel thousands of miles across space.

The process of traveling thousands of miles was very short, just a moment, but Ye Feng felt it was very long. His body was separated, his soul dissipated, and he was traveling through space like a wind.

Such a strange new feeling made him feel indescribable excitement and fear, but his consciousness was too muddled at that time to react.

After the space shuttle ended, Ye Feng felt that his body and soul were restored and reunited, and a great feeling of emptiness swept over him. This was caused by the exhaustion of power and the loss of potential.

A thousands-mile long space shuttle drained Ye Feng's whole body of energy and blood, and even consumed his physical potential, causing him to fall into coma on the spot.

It wasn't until now that Ye Feng woke up and ate the pancakes and potatoes fed by the old and young beggars that he became more conscious.

"How do you feel, young man?"

The old beggar's face zoomed in, his eyes full of concern.

"I'm fine, thank you, old man."

Ye Feng expressed his gratitude to the old beggar. He could see the embarrassment of the old and the young. They were poor people at the lowest level. They didn't have enough to eat every day, but they were willing to save his life. How kind this was.

"Ah, it's okay...it's okay, it's okay, it's okay."

The old beggar nodded happily, with a pure smile on his face. He was really happy for Ye Feng.

Goudan on the side also had an innocent smile, looking at Ye Feng with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. The person appearing out of thin air made him have endless reveries.

"I'm seriously injured now..."

Ye Feng checked his own condition, his brows were particularly heavy. There were fine cracks in his bones, and the meridians and blood vessels all over his body were on the verge of collapse. Not a drop of qi and blood in his dantian anymore existed, and even his physical body could no longer derive qi and blood.

He tried to move his body, but the pain all over his body was unbearable. Ye Feng could only stand up reluctantly, but he felt that he had exhausted all his strength.

"I can still move with difficulty, and the injury is not particularly serious."

Ye Feng secretly thought that the injuries caused by traveling through space were basically caused by excessive physical exertion, and there were no injuries caused by external attacks.

Therefore, the injury is not particularly serious. As long as the energy and blood are restored, the physical injury will naturally heal little by little.

"In three days, I should be able to fully recover."

Ye Feng retracted his thoughts, happened to meet Goudan's curious eyes, and showed him a kind smile.

"Big brother……"

Seeing Ye Feng's warm smile, Goudan's tension dissipated a lot. He couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "You, why did you appear suddenly?"

"I don't know either."

Ye Feng shook his head pretending to be confused. He would not expose the information about Jinlu, even to these two beggars living at the bottom, not only to protect himself, but also to protect them.

"I was practicing at home before. Suddenly I lost consciousness and woke up here."

Ye Feng made up a lie casually.

Goudan was a little disappointed when he didn't get an answer from Ye Feng's sudden appearance, but he soon became excited again.

"Brother, you know how to practice. Are you a martial artist?"

"Of course."

Ye Feng replied with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, Goudan's eyes lit up, while the old beggar on the side looked at Goudan with complicated eyes.

"Brother, can you teach me how to practice? I also want to become a martial artist."

Goudan's eyes were filled with anticipation.

"Goudan, don't talk nonsense."

Without waiting for Ye Feng to answer, the old beggar suddenly shouted. Seeing Goudan lowering his head in disappointment, the old beggar turned to look at Ye Feng and showed an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, young man, Goudan is young and ignorant."

Looking at the old beggar's face, Ye Feng couldn't help but tremble in his heart. In fact, it was easy for him to teach Goudan to practice, but his injury was not healed yet, so it was difficult for him to move.

Ye Feng could also guess the reason why the old beggar scolded Goudan.

Martial arts cultivation requires a lot of money and magic weapons, because cultivation requires medicinal baths and a lot of medicinal materials, which are very expensive.

For ordinary people, cultivation is also something out of reach. Their money is only enough to support their daily lives. If they want to buy various medicinal materials for cultivation, their money is far from enough.

This is what it means to be poor in literature and rich in martial arts, but Goudan is just a beggar who can't even afford food, and naturally can't afford medicinal materials.