Wu Feng was stunned in an instant and looked at Ning Chuan.

Didn’t Senior Xiang give you so much rejuvenation pill before?

He has not changed a bottle of those Qi Recovery Pills for several years to do the task...

"Okay, I'll help you find my master to ask."

Wu Feng said unawarely.

He asked him to go and find the Golden Rose directly, but he was worried that he would be shot to death by the Golden Rose on the spot.

For this matter, he could only go to Jiang Yuncai and ask Jiang Yuncai to find Zhou Tianqi. Zhou Tianqi then went to find the Golden Bearded Guest...

"For a blessing, Brother Wu, you must take this matter to heart."

Ningchuan opened his mouth.

"Yes, I'll go find my master now."

Wu Feng nodded repeatedly and quickly left the place.

…

There was a sensation in Yunxiao City.

All teahouses and streets were talking about it.

There is no doubt that Ningchuan became famous in one battle!

Completely emerged in Yunxiao City.

A new master of the genius list was born.

For a moment everyone was shocked.

Those who did not squeeze into the headquarters of the Wu League saw this lively with their own eyes and heard others talk, all of them were filled with passion and unrestrainedness.

Before, because they lacked qualifications, they could only block outside the gate and wait for the results, but they also clearly saw the huge blue-scaled eagle emerging from the sky.

Unexpectedly, the huge creature was shot down by Ning Chuan with an arrow.

What kind of divine power is this?

In addition, the masters of the Holy Alliance on the back of the Green Scale Eagle, who draws the sword and cuts the sky with one hand, can feel the sharp sword intent even if they are outside the gate.

But even so, he was defeated by Ning Chuan.

"The sword-drawing technique of killing the sky, and the green-scaled eagle are really a perfect match!"

"Not bad, but even so, I was defeated by Young Master Ning."

"It is said that Young Master Ning only used an ordinary inferior martial art, and broke the opponent's sword-drawing technique, which was incredible..."

"This time I thought the Martial Alliance would be slapped in the face, but I didn't expect that under such circumstances, I could turn the tables against the wind. However, what the elder of the Holy Alliance said in the end was true or false. Is it true that the ancestor of the Martial Alliance still alive..."

"Those missing ancestors were sure that they had not ascended to the sky?"

"How could it be ascended? How many cultivators have you seen ascend to such as so many ascendants? In my opinion, the group of missing ancestors must have had a conspiracy!"

…

Various topics emerged one after another in the city.

In the afternoon, Ning Chuan's chest stinging pain was relieved. The internal energy was filled with energy and his body was almost completely fine. He wore a human skin mask on his face and mingled in the street again.

Anyway, staying in the house is boring, so why not take the opportunity to come out and get more frying.

The only shame is that he only has one human skin mask.

Many people have seen it.

In this way, he deliberately rubbed against the crowd, which would soon arouse public anger.

If there were ten pictures, eight pictures would be great. Every time I got a group of people, I would change to a human skin mask... The probability of arousing public anger would be much smaller.

South City area.

A deep courtyard.

A young man in black suit is practicing swordsmanship. Every move and every move is rigorous and serious, but the swordsmanship he practices are not a profound martial arts.

It's just the most inferior ordinary sword technique.

If you put it on the street, even a beggar on the street will not want to practice.

But this young man practiced meticulously and extremely serious.

Silently.

An old man appeared in the yard.

"Return to the young master, Qin Zhen of the Heavenly Sword was dead and was killed by Ningchuan. In addition, there is another news that the Holy Alliance Money Army was reported during the day, and there was an old ancestor of the Wu Alliance who was still alive..."

The old man said in a calm voice.

The young man frowned and stopped immediately, revealing a strange look.

"A Martial Alliance ancestor is still alive?"

"Yes, but Qian Jun did not say the specific news, but just asked the Wu Alliance to send someone to the Holy Alliance in person."

The old man said,

The young man suddenly thought in his heart, and kept surging.

The disappearance of those ancestors of the Martial Alliance was the biggest unsolved case in the world.

More than one person even suspected that there was something wrong with the celestial monuments in the Shenxu.

Because anyone who has seen those celestial monuments with his own eyes will either die or disappear.

The only treasure that is still alive now is the honest monk from Lanke Temple.

The old monk was a Shenxu that he entered later, and by this year he was 190 years old...

"Don't worry about the Wumeng in advance, stare at Ning Chuan secretly, and tell me the day he leaves the city."

The young man spoke coldly.

"Young Master, he killed Qin Zhen..."

The old man spoke.

"I know, Qin Zhen only narrowly defeated Zhang Heng with one move. It's still far from me."

The young man said coldly.

The old man stopped talking.

…

At night.

Ning Chuan looked happy and turned around, then pulled hundreds of wool again. When he returned to the yard, he took off the human skin mask on his face.

If you can grow according to this trend every day, that's a pleasure.

Perhaps it won't take long before he can enter the Tao with his physical body.

When Ningchuan returned to the yard and started practicing normally.

Late at night.

The golden bearded guest descended to Ningchuan yard again, looking unhappy, and kicked open the Ningchuan gate and threw a secret book on Ningchuan's face.

"Little guy, who has used you? What does it mean to use you as toilet paper after using it? I have given you so many benefits, are you blind?"

Ning Chuan looked embarrassed and quickly picked up the secret book he had thrown over.

I saw four big words on the secret book coming into my eyes.

Eight Gods’s barbaric power!

"Horizontal practice?"

After Ning Chuan turned it open, he showed shock.

"Yes, I have always overlooked a problem. Your physical strength is comparable to a monster. It is simply a seedling of natural practice of horizontal practice.

So I made an exception and got you this book of Eight Gods Martial Arts. This is a real secret method of body-building that can develop your body to earth-shaking!"

The golden bearded guest said in a voice.

...
Chapter completed!