Chapter 2721 The Last Day

On the one hand, it was because of his lack of talent and strength. When he entered Zhongzhou, he immediately found himself becoming mediocre. On the other hand, it was because of the lack of relevant connections and matchmaking!

Of course, there may be other reasons.

Song Qihuai wanted to enter Zhongzhou and join the imperial forces through his relationship. Simply relying on the few things he had done before was not enough, far from enough!

If Song Qihuai wanted to get his help, he needed to help him do some really important things. After all, there is no such thing as a pie in the sky. The effort and the 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, looking carefully for the gambling beggar mentioned by Chu Tian.

Although Nanming City is an unknown small city in the southern region, it is also a cultivation city after all, and there are very few beggars on the streets in the city.

If you count the gambling beggars, it is very rare!

Generally speaking, in the cultivation world, unless they are forced to a desperate situation, almost no one is willing to live on the streets and become a beggar.

Once you become a beggar, not only will you be despised and laughed at, but even the simplest daily cultivation will be difficult to guarantee.

Most beggars have very limited spiritual stones harvested every day, which are not enough for their own cultivation, so their cultivation is getting worse day by day, and the whole person is getting more and more decadent day by day, and finally died tragically.

Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, warriors in the cultivation world will never choose to be a vagrant or a beggar.

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

The southern area is the key area that Chu Tian specifically instructed, and Song Qihuai naturally did not dare to be careless.

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

At nightfall, he dragged his tired body back to the inn. After briefly reporting to Chu Tian, ​​he returned to his room. Without saying anything, he fell on the bed and fell asleep.

For a saint, simply walking around the city is not hard, but the key problem is that when he walks around, he has to concentrate and observe carefully, and not miss any corner.

This is a serious consumption for the spirit and mind.

One night passed, and the next morning.

Song Qihuai got up early again, washed himself simply, and then hurriedly left the inn, alone, came to the street, wandered around, and continued his mission.

When they met yesterday, Chu Tian had clearly told him to look for three days first. If he couldn't find it in three days, he would add one or two days as appropriate. It was impossible for him to keep looking hard.

After getting Chu Tian's clear instructions, he really put his mind at ease!

He was not afraid of looking, but he was most afraid of looking like this, for example, looking for several months in a row, doing nothing every day except looking for people on the street.

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

He is a well-known saint in the southern region, and his personal time is very precious. It is impossible for him to waste a lot of time looking for people everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, another day has passed.

At dark, Song Qihuai returned to the inn with a disappointed face. After a brief report to Chu Tian, ​​he returned to his room and fell on the bed like the first day, and quickly fell asleep.

On the morning of the third day, Song Qihuai woke up on time, packed up briefly, and then left the inn alone again. He hurriedly left the inn and came to the street to continue his search mission.

A day of searching ended quickly, and still nothing was found.

At dark, Song Qihuai was exhausted and returned to the inn with a disappointed face. He stood in front of Chu Tian's door. Just as he was about to knock on the door, he suddenly heard a low voice coming from the room.

"No need to come in. You won't have to look for it tomorrow!"

Hearing this, Song Qihuai, who was originally exhausted and listless, opened his eyes wide in an instant, and a trace of ecstasy flashed in his eyes.

But this trace of ecstasy in his eyes flashed away, and he showed a trace of embarrassment and self-blame, and whispered: "Senior, I am incompetent. I spent three days and couldn't even find a person. Please punish me!"

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

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

Just then, Chu Tian's faint voice came from the room.

"Huh..."

Hearing this, Song Qihuai suddenly 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, and looking thoughtful.

He believed that Song Qihuai had spent a lot of time and effort in the past three days, but unfortunately he still couldn't find it!

"I have been looking for it for three consecutive days, but I still can't find it. Could it be that the guy has died in the Canglong tribe, or he has escaped, but because he is afraid of being discovered, he deliberately hides and dares not show up!"

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

If the person he was waiting for still didn't show up tomorrow, then he would try to give the big thing he wanted to do to Song Qihuai.

But since Song Qihuai had a good background and was well-known in the southern cultivation world, he might not accept the big thing he wanted to do unless he made some major promises of benefits!

"My internal medicinal power is about to be refined, so I'd better hurry up and finish it. The rest will be discussed tomorrow night!"

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

Then, he pinched his hands, 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 there was silence outside the window. Occasionally, a few vague dog barks came from a distance, which made the night more peaceful.

Chu Tian was wearing a white robe, sitting cross-legged beside the bed, like an old monk in meditation, with his eyes closed, motionless.

Wow! Wow! Wow!

Suddenly, countless lights emerged from his body, flashing at a very fast speed, and it looked like it was lit up.

After a breath, he stood up, without hesitation, and jumped up. In an instant, he soared into the sky and disappeared without a trace.