Next, the group of old people asked Ning Chuan to try various other methods one after another, but unfortunately the connection between Ning Chuan and the ancestor of the Wu League was forcibly disconnected by the other party just now.

Now no matter what Ning Chuan does, the other party remains motionless, his eyes are empty, as if he has completely become a statue.

This scene made a group of old people frown tightly again.

They kept Ning Chuan here for several hours, but unfortunately they couldn't study anything, so they had to let Ning Chuan retreat temporarily.

"By the way, Young Master Ning, your magic sword is too powerful, it's best to wear a sword sheath. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll hurt others by chance at any time!"

Suddenly, an old man spoke.

"Thank you, senior."

Ning Chuan responded.

He had this intention, too.

The black divine sword was filled with black light. Even if it was not activated by the true energy, there was an invisible destructive aura lingering on it.

When Ning Chuan walked out of the [Ministry of Martial Arts], he was still thinking about the ancestor of the Wu League in his heart.

I wonder if the ancestor would still come to him when he once again activates the nameless mind method on the stone tablet.

When he thought of this problem, he couldn't help but decide to try it secretly tonight.

Ning Chuan went back to his residence, took a shower carefully, changed into a clean new clothes, and then brought the magic sword to the [Tianshi Department] and found a master to customize a sword sheath for him.

The best meteorite material is used, and it will not be made tomorrow at noon at the latest.

In desperation, Ning Chuan had to find an ordinary scabbard for the time being and use it as a matter of use.

Next, he took out the human skin mask, put it on his face, and walked towards the city again.

Taking advantage of the dusk moment, there are many people on the streets, which is just the perfect time for him to paste. Anyway, his cultivation has increased rapidly now. If he is really stared at by the masters of the [Shadow Division], he should be able to notice it.

【bite!】

【Random paste strength value *18】

【*19】

【*twenty two】

【*twenty four】

Clear metal sounds began to ring in Ning Chuan's mind one after another.

Ningchuan was extremely happy.

Now the Martial Alliance is facing the dual threat of the Holy Alliance and the Demon Alliance. If this continues, it is likely that it will be sent to the front line. Taking advantage of the fact that it is the right way to get rid of a wave of wool first.

As the streets were pulled down, the data on Ningchuan began to rise rapidly.

The last sunset sets.

The sky was getting dark soon.

Many bright lights lit up in the streets and alleys.

Some special areas still seem bustling and lively.

Just as Ningchuan was walking out of a night market, he suddenly frowned and saw a scene ahead.

Not far from the street.

A young beggar of seven or eight years old, with a dirty face and ragged clothes, was kowtowing there constantly, begging, "Please give me a copper coin, please give me a copper coin... I will change it, I will never do bad things again in the future, please, give me a copper coin, I will definitely be a good person, please help me..."

Little Living Buddha!

I actually met him here!

Ningchuan showed a strange color.

However, as soon as he saw the little living Buddha's current appearance, Ning Chuan knew that his "plan" should have no mistakes.

After all, even if he lost all his skills, no matter how evil this little thing was, he would not be able to detect the abnormality.

Thinking of this place, Ningchuan suddenly showed a hint of crampness.

He found a secluded place, took off his mask, held a long sword in his hand, walked up from a distance, walked towards the little living Buddha, threw down a silver ingot, fell into the broken bowl in front of the other party, and made a muffled sound.

"How is it? Is it not good to beg for food?"

His voice was calm and it came into the mind of the little living Buddha.

When the little living Buddha saw the silver ingot, he was stunned at first, and then when he heard the sound, his eyes turned red. He quickly raised his head quickly, and was extremely excited, cursing, "I plan my grandmother Ningchuan, I want to kill you, I must kill you..."

"Don't change your mind!"

Ning Chuan's face darkened, and he grabbed the silver ingot by his palm. He grabbed it into his hand again, saying, "Since you hate me like this, then you can continue begging on the street!"

He turned around and left.

When the little living Buddha saw Ning Chuan take away the silver ingot, he was panicked, his eyes turned red, and he quickly said, "Ning Chuan, don't leave, I beg you, give me money, I want to save people, I want to save people, Ning Chuan, I beg you, I really beg you, from now on, I will listen to you in everything from now on..."

Ning Chuan paused, frowned, and turned around and said, "Who are you going to save?"

"Hurry up, come with me, help me save him. I beg you. As long as you can save him, I will listen to you in the future. I will not scold you anymore. I really won't scold you..."

The little living Buddha said panic.

During this period, he was blatant in the [Lotus Gang] and was bullied. He could eat enough without a meal a day.

Everyone hated him and bullied him, but Uncle Zhang, who brought him into the gang, always refused to give up on him. Although the other party was not forgiven, he would give him all the food he had worked hard to get late at night, but he was hungry all night.

There were even two times when the little living Buddha was targeted by a group of wild dogs and was almost bitten to death by the wild dogs. The other party rushed into the group of wild dogs despite the crisis and carved the little living Buddha out of it.

Later, in order to nourish the little living Buddha's body, the other party even fought with the wild dog, and was covered in bruises and broken bones. Then he killed a wild dog and stewed a pot of dog meat...

Although the little living Buddha has always been full of disdain for the other party.

Even in terms of words, the Little Living Buddha never expressed any gratitude to the other party. Instead, he was full of sarcasm, thinking that the other party was the stupidest idiot!

But deep down, the little living Buddha undoubtedly recognized the other party.

Now that the other party is infected with mad dog disease, he has already entered the verge of death. If you want to say the most panicked person, he is undoubtedly the little living Buddha.

He doesn't want the other party to die!

He wants the other person to live!

"You can also have people who want to save me? It's really eye-opening. Could it be a little lover, right?"

Ning Chuan deliberately showed surprise.

"No, come with me quickly, Ningchuan, I beg you to save him..."

The little living Buddha was extremely panicked and hurriedly crawled towards the distance.

Ning Chuan immediately carried the long sword in his hand and followed quietly behind the other party.

When he sealed the other party's mute hole, he could only last for two or three days. It is reasonable that the other party can speak again now.

The two walked through the streets and alleys.

About half an hour later.

The little living Buddha finally brought Ning Chuan into a dilapidated beggar's nest.

It's night now.

Most of the beggars have already fallen asleep.

An extremely unpleasant smell filled the place, and all kinds of messy garbage were everywhere along the way.

The little living Buddha quickly brought Ning Chuan to the middle-aged beggar who had been before.

"Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang, I'm bringing someone to save you. I'm a master on the Tianjiao List. You will definitely be fine, he will definitely save you."

The little living Buddha spoke excitedly.

The middle-aged beggar in the straw pile had a pale face and was as angry as a fucking spring. He slowly opened his eyelids and murmured, "You... are you going to steal something again..."

"No, I didn't steal it, I really didn't steal it this time..."

The little living Buddha's eyes were red and he shouted hurriedly.

"Okay, stop talking."

Ning Chuan interrupted him, grabbed the middle-aged beggar's wrist and helped him up. The golden light on his body surging, and bursts of dazzling light lit up, directly sending his true energy into the other party's body.

Blasts of bright light kept illuminating.

Time passes gradually.

Ning Chuan's brows gradually frowned, and his face became more and more serious.

When the little living Buddha saw Ning Chuan's expression, he suddenly felt a little panicked for no reason.

After a moment.

Suddenly, Ning Chuan took back the vast real energy again.

"How is it? Ning Chuan, why have you taken back your true energy?"
To be continued...