Chapter 928 Little Beggar

Chen Ze paused for a moment and continued to ask: "General Lin, you know Xuantian Palace better. In your opinion, what might be the purpose of their test this time?"

Lin Bingchun thought for a while and slowly said: "Xuantian Palace has always been trying to expand its power. It is ambitious and wants to secretly control the entire cultivation world.

The Wanwu Grocery Store has many branches in various places, and its business is booming, accumulating a lot of wealth and resources.

They may want to understand the defense strength and response strategy of the Wanwu Grocery Store through this test, so as to make a plan in the future. A more detailed plan for the robbery is to be made. "

Chen Ze nodded slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Haha, Xuantian Temple's ambition is really not small.

If it is really their doing this time, then they are seeking their own death. "

Lin Bingchun looked firm, and his tone revealed a hint of determination: "Xuantian Temple, this cancer, should have been eliminated long ago. If there is a chance, they must not be let go. "

Just then, Chen Ze suddenly noticed a subtle fluctuation of spiritual power. He fixed his eyes and immediately looked in the direction of the fluctuation.

At the end of the street, a small figure was looking at this side furtively.

Chen Ze's eyes were sharp, and his figure flashed. In an instant, he came to the front of the figure like a ghost.

It was a little beggar in tattered clothes, who looked only about ten years old.

The thin body shivered in the cold wind, his face was full of fear, and his big eyes revealed endless fear and uneasiness.

Seeing this, Chen Ze squatted down quickly, trying to make his tone gentler, and whispered: "Kid, what are you doing here? Did you see anything?"

The little beggar was frightened by Chen Ze's sudden appearance and trembled all over. His teeth kept chattering and he stammered: "I... I didn't see anything. I was just passing by..."

Chen Ze saw that the little beggar was afraid, so he comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, kid, we won't hurt you.

If you know anything, tell us, we will thank you and won't treat you badly."

The little beggar hesitated for a moment and secretly glanced at Chen Ze, perhaps because he felt the kindness in Chen Ze's words.

He lowered his head again and whispered: "I... I slept on that street corner. When I got up to pee in the morning, I saw a group of people in black robes.

They are very powerful. They are all flying immortals who can use magical spells."

Chen Ze and Lin Bingchun looked at each other, and a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes.

Chen Ze continued to ask: "Then did you see where they went?"

The little beggar shook his head and said timidly: "I was afraid, so I hid and didn't see where they went."

Chen Ze gently patted the little beggar's shoulder and encouraged: "It's okay, you are very brave to tell us such an important clue."

As he said, he took out a few spiritual stones, handed them to the little beggar, and said: "These are for you, go buy some food."

The little beggar looked at the spiritual stones, with a trace of fear and hesitation in his eyes, but did not reach out to take them.

Seeing this, Chen Ze found that he seemed to have overlooked something, and suddenly realized that his move was a bit inappropriate.

For him, it was just a few spiritual stones that he took out casually, but for this child who was powerless, it was undoubtedly a huge disaster.

Just these few low-grade spiritual stones might bring him endless troubles, or even lose his life.

Moreover, the little beggar probably didn't know that these few slightly glowing stones were a hundred times more valuable than the silver he knew, enough to live a peaceful life without worries.

In the world of cultivating immortals, wealth is good, but you also need corresponding strength to keep it.

Chen Ze quickly put away the spiritual stones, took out some broken silver, handed it to the little beggar, and said with a smile: "Child, take these silver coins and buy some food and daily necessities."

The little beggar looked at the broken silver coins and still didn't reach out. He hesitated and said: "Thank you, sir, in fact, I heard them seem to say something like 'Palace Master'..."

Chen Ze and Lin Bingchun looked at each other, and a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes.

Chen Ze asked again: "Child, did you hear anything else they said?"

The little beggar thought for a while, "I also heard them say something like 'plan' and 'next step', but I didn't hear the details clearly..."

Chen Ze stood up, touched the little beggar's head and said: "Child, the clues you provided are very important, thank you. Take the silver and buy some food, don't go hungry."

The little beggar looked at the silver in Chen Ze's hand, but still did not reach out to take it. For him, these silvers can really make him have enough food and drink for a year.

When Chen Ze saw that the little beggar did not take the silver, he felt that this child was kind-hearted.

Then he smiled and put the silver in his palm, gently held his hand and said: "Child, take it, this is what you deserve. If you hadn't provided these clues, we don't know how much effort we would have to spend."

The little beggar felt Chen Ze's sincerity and kindness, his eyes were full of gratitude, but he still didn't take the silver, but hesitantly said: "Sir... are you immortals?"

Chen Ze nodded in astonishment: "Well, I guess so!"

A glimmer of longing flashed in the little beggar's eyes, and he whispered: "I have heard people say that immortals can fly into the sky and hide in the ground, they can do everything, and they can save the people since I was a child.

Sir, I also want to be an immortal, I don't want to be hungry and cold anymore, can you teach me?"

Chen Ze was slightly startled, looking at the little beggar's dirty but eager face, a ripple appeared in his heart, holding the little beggar's hand and gently releasing a trace of spiritual power.

The little beggar only felt a warm air flow flowing into his body along the palm, instantly dispelling the coldness around him, his eyes were full of surprise and shock.

Chen Ze exclaimed, "I didn't expect you really have spiritual roots, but..."

Chen Ze didn't say the second half of the sentence. The little beggar did have spiritual roots, but they were only low-grade spiritual roots.

However, this is not important. Who said that low-grade spiritual roots can't cultivate immortals? He himself was also low-grade spiritual roots in the past.

Moreover, he also has elixirs that can improve the quality of spiritual roots. As long as the little beggar is willing to endure hardships, he may not be able to shine in the future.

Chen Ze squatted down, looked at the little beggar, and said firmly: "Child, what's your name?"

The little beggar was slightly stunned, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and he hesitated for a moment before whispering: "I... I don't have a name, they all call me Xiaofeng."

Chen Ze nodded slightly, and said in a gentle tone: "Xiaofeng, although you have spiritual roots, the road to immortal cultivation is full of difficulties and obstacles, and it is definitely not a one-day or one-night job.

The journey is full of hardships, far from being as simple as you think. Once you set foot on it, it will be difficult to turn back.

You will have to suffer hardships that ordinary people cannot bear in the future. Have you thought it through?"

Xiaofeng nodded vigorously, without any retreat in his eyes: "Immortal, I am not afraid of suffering. As long as I can become an immortal like you, no longer be bullied, and have enough food and clothing, I can endure any suffering!"