God of Defiance

On the one hand, it is because of insufficient talent and strength. When entering Central Continent, I immediately found that I became mediocre. On the other hand, it is because of the lack of relevant connections and matchmaking!

Of course, there may be other reasons.

Song Qihuai wanted to use his connections to enter Central Continent and join the imperial power. Simply relying on the few things he had done before was not enough, far from enough!

If Song Qihuai wants to get his help, he still needs to help him do some really important things. After all, there is no such thing as a pie in the sky, and the effort and reward must be equal!

After a few breaths, Chu Tian took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes again, and continued to concentrate on absorbing the remaining medicinal power in his body.

As for Song Qihuai, he was wearing a mask and wandering around Nanming City, carefully looking for the gambling beggar Chu Tian mentioned.

Although Nanming City is a little-known town in the Southern Territory, it is still a training city after all, and there are very few beggars on the streets in the city.

If you include gambling beggars, it is very rare!

Generally speaking, in the world of spiritual practice, unless they are forced to the point of desperation, almost no one is willing to live on the streets and become a beggar.

Once you become a beggar and are despised and laughed at by others, it will be difficult to maintain even the simplest daily practice.

The vast majority of beggars harvest very limited spiritual stones every day, which is not enough for their own cultivation. Therefore, their cultivation is not getting better day by day, and their whole people become more and more decadent day by day, and eventually die miserably.

Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, a warrior in the spiritual world will never choose to be a tramp or a beggar.

Song Qihuai walked on the bustling street, constantly turning his head to scan, especially when entering the southern area of ​​​​Nanming City, he increased his attention and searched carefully.

The south area of ​​​​the city was a key area specially assigned by Chu Tian, ​​and Song Qihuai naturally did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

Although Nanming City is not too big, it is not too small either. Song Qihuai spent a day and carefully scanned the entire city three times, but still found nothing.

When it got dark, he dragged his tired body back to the inn. After briefly reporting to Chu Tian, ​​he returned to his room. Without saying a word, he fell on the bed and fell asleep.

For a saint, simply walking around the city a few times is not hard, but the key issue is that when walking around, he must concentrate and observe carefully, and cannot miss any corner.

This is a very serious drain on the spirit and spiritual mind.

The night passed and the next morning dawned.

Song Qihuai got up early again, briefly cleaned himself, and then hurriedly left the inn and came to the street alone, wandering around and continuing his mission.

When they met yesterday, Chu Tian had clearly told him that he would search for three days first. If he couldn't find it within three days, he would add another one or two days as appropriate. It would be impossible for him to keep searching hard.

After receiving Chu Tian's clear instructions, he truly felt relieved!

He is not afraid of searching. What he is most afraid of is to keep searching like this, for example, searching for several months at a stretch. He does nothing but go to the streets to look for people every day.

Once he needs to do that, he will not hesitate to turn around and leave and return to the Jianji tribe. Even if it angers Chu Tian, ​​there will be no change.

He is a well-known saint in the Southern Territory, and his personal time is also very precious. It is impossible to waste a lot of his time looking for people.

In the blink of an eye, another day passed.

When it got dark, Song Qihuai returned to the inn with a disappointed look on his face. After briefly reporting to Chu Tian, ​​he returned to his room and fell on the bed just like the first day, quickly falling asleep.

In the early morning of the third day, Song Qihuai woke up on time. After cleaning up briefly, he was alone again. He hurriedly left the inn and went to the street to continue his search.

The day's search ended quickly, with still nothing found.

When it got dark, Song Qihuai returned to the inn with physical and mental exhaustion and a face full of disappointment. He stood in front of the door of Chutian's room and was about to knock on the door when he suddenly heard a low voice coming from the room.

"There's no need to come in. It's the last day to look for you tomorrow, so you don't have to look for it!"

Hearing this, Song Qihuai, who was originally tired and listless, instantly opened his eyes wide, with a hint of ecstasy flashing in his eyes.

But the ecstasy in his eyes disappeared in a flash, and he showed a trace of embarrassment and self-blame, whispering: "Senior, it's my incompetence. It took me three days, but I couldn't even find anyone. Please punish me, senior!"

While speaking, he bowed and clasped his fists, looking completely willing to be punished.

"Okay, go back to your room and rest quickly. You didn't do anything wrong, so why should I punish you?"

At this moment, Chutian's faint voice came from the room.

"call……"

Hearing this, Song Qihuai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then bowed, turned around and hurried back to his room.

At the same time, Chu Tian sat cross-legged on the bed in the room, looking up at the dark window, frowning slightly, looking thoughtful.

He believed that Song Qihuai had indeed put a lot of thought into searching carefully in the past three days, but unfortunately he could not find it!

"I have been searching for three days in a row, but I still can't find it. Could it be that that guy has died in the Canglong tribe, or has escaped, but because he was worried about being discovered, he deliberately hid and never dared to show his face!"

Chu Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, looked out the dark window, touched his chin with his hand, and murmured.

If the person he is waiting for still does not show up tomorrow, then he will try to leave the big thing he wants to do to Song Qihuai.

However, since Song Qihuai came from a good background and was well-known in the southern cultivation world, I am afraid that he may not accept the big thing he wants to do unless he makes some major profit commitment!

"The medicinal power in my body is about to be refined, so I'd better hurry up and wait until it's finished. Let's talk about the rest tomorrow night!"

After pondering for a few breaths, Chu Tian shook his head, murmured, and secretly made a plan.

Then, he made a hand seal, closed his eyes, and continued to concentrate on refining the remaining medicinal power in his body.

As time passed, the night gradually became darker, and everything outside the window was completely silent. Occasionally, a few vague dog barks came from the distance, which further enhanced the tranquility of the night.

Chu Tian was wearing a white robe, sitting cross-legged by the bed, like an old monk in meditation, closing his eyes tightly and motionless.

Wow! Wow! Wow!

Suddenly, countless rays of light emerged from all over his body, flashing rapidly, and it looked like it was lit up.

After a breath, he stood up and without hesitation, he leaped into the sky and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.