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Inside the ruined temple.

Ning Chuan frowned tightly, touched his chin, and asked a lot of information he wanted to know from the short and thin figure in front of him.

He looked thoughtful, first surprised, then solemn, and finally he was full of confusion and depression.

The old man did explain a lot of information.

However, what he said cannot fully explain the strange things that have happened frequently in the city recently.

It can be said that they have only a little understanding of the strange things in this city.

The old man was named Yang Fang, who came from the largest sect in the city [The Supreme Savior Savior]. There are many people in the worldly salvation religion, and 60% of the poor people in the city believe in the worldly salvation religion.

The doctrine of the worldly savior is to save the world, all beings are equal, and to descend from heaven to the world to save everyone.

The leader of the Supreme Savior Savior Sect, the Dharma Protector, the Dharma King, and the Walking King are all evil practitioners, but they all act secretly and hide deeply on weekdays, and will not be exposed unless they have to.

If they want to suck blood, they will basically look for some casual cultivators below the Qi storage realm to do it. Even if they do it, they will be extremely cautious and think twice.

Therefore, this [Savior Cult] has been developing in Heishui City for six or seven years, but no one has discovered their feet.

As for why Ning Chuan was discovered last night, it has to be blamed on the strange incident that happened some time in the city.

Some time ago, dozens of late-stage experts in the city disappeared one after another, and all of them disappeared without a trace. In addition, there were various undercurrents, which made the [Savior Cult] confused and also had the idea of ​​taking advantage of the troubled waters.

Because of this, when they acted during this period, they became less vigilant and became impetuous. They also began to choose experts in the Qi-casing period to take action.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for Ning Chuan to discover them tonight alone.

But in this way, Ning Chuan had to face another problem.

That is where did the late-stage experts who disappeared at the beginning go?

There is also the disappeared martial arts powerhouse, the martial arts undercover agent!

According to Yang Fang's explanation, these people were not moved by them at all.

They only became bolder when they saw these people disappear one after another and became obsessed with fishing for troubled waters.

"Is there a second mysterious organization in the city that is sucking blood in secret?"

Ning Chuan frowned.

It cannot be the Unswerving Mansion!

Because he fought with members of the Nitian Mansion last night, the other party did not have a mana value posted on them.

He has fully understood the functions of his panel.

When a person has both magic power and internal force, the panel will directly paste the method force, ignoring the internal force.

So you can understand whether the other party is a cultivator after fighting.

Ning Chuan touched his chin and walked back and forth.

I thought I could explain everything by catching the other party.

Now it seems to be getting more and more confusing.

However, it is also possible that Yang Fang has the element of lying.

No matter what, he has to carefully examine it.

Moreover, according to Yang Fang, their leader was actually attacking the realm of the Golden Elixir. There were eleven Foundation Establishment Masters in the Sect like him!

Guzhen

This is an extremely terrifying force.

He is alone now and is inconvenient to do anything.

In addition to the situation in the city, he did not fully understand it. If he came up and attacked the Savior Cult, he would likely fall into the eyeliner of another mysterious organization.

After all, that mysterious organization is even more weird than the [Savior Cult].

"What's going on in the city? Don't you know?"

Ning Chuan asked.

"I don't know, I really don't know, give me some fun."

Yang Fang's face turned painful on the ground and begged for mercy.

One night, Ning Chuan used his true energy to rush back and forth in his body. Each impact was like a steel needle piercing him, making him feel in pain.

I often ask a question seven or eight times. If I have a slight difference in what I say, the other party will aggravate the means. Until now, his injury will worsen, and life will be worse than death.

In fact, all the secrets in his heart have been revealed to Ningchuan.

Even if Ning Chuan asked, he would not be able to continue to say anything else.

Ning Chuan thought in his heart, and as the sky turned bright, he stopped asking more questions. Instead, he took off the [yellow-sized] mask on his face and the ring on his hand, and put it away carefully.

It was not until this time that Yang Fang on the ground finally saw Ning Chuan's face clearly.

Of course, what he sees now is still a fake face.

Because Ning Chuan also had a human skin mask on his face.

No matter how he wants to break his head, he can't know Ning Chuan's true identity.

"It's dawn, let's get to this point today. By the way, I have some martial arts questions below and I would like to ask you for advice. I wonder if you can give me some advice?"

Ningchuan asked.

Yang Fang's face was stunned, as if he suspected that he had heard it wrong.

This guy asked himself to give me some advice on martial arts?

What a joke!

This guy is very good at practicing internally, externally, and is proficient in superior martial arts. How could he let himself give advice?

"I dare not, I dare not..."

Yang Fang couldn't figure out what Ning Chuan had "trick" and quickly spoke in panic.

"Let's give me some advice. If I don't give me advice, I might kill my senior."

Ningchuan opened his mouth.

"I…"

Yang Fang suddenly felt cold sweat, revealing bitterness, "Okay, I'll give me some advice."

"Well, what martial arts have you learned from the seniors? Tell me one by one and let me listen first."

Ningchuan opened his mouth.

Yang Fang was a little confused.

Didn’t you ask me to give me some advice?

Why ask about my martial arts?

"I...I have practiced breath-catching techniques, magical walking steps, blood-transforming palms, and earth-dang sword..."

Yang Fang reported one by one.

Ning Chuan touched his chin, heard it from beginning to end, and thought slightly.

"The breath-catching technique? Is it the trick you appeared silently outside the cabin last night?"

"Yes!"

"Very good, you teach me this breath-catching technique. In addition, this blood-transforming palm also sounds a bit weird. You can practice it later!"

Ningchuan opened his mouth.

ah?

Yang Fang was even more confused.

Let him practice?

Soon his face turned pale and he spoke tremblingly, "My legs are broken, I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of? If you ask you to practice, you can practice. If you practice well, I will let you go. If you don't practice well, I will torture you a hundred times a day, so I'll measure it more for seniors."

Ningchuan opened his mouth.

"Okay, I'll practice, I'll practice."

Yang Fang said quickly.

That's it, time passes.

Another morning passed in a blink of an eye.

Ningchuan's Blood-Cultivation Palm was successfully completed!

It also gets started with breath-catching techniques.
To be continued...