Chengba...little girl Guza!

How could these two people get together? And the more Ning Tao looked at Cheng Ba's smile, there was a hint of Granny Wolf in it.

Su Qian also noticed it, with a very interesting expression on her face, and said faintly: "Huh, it turns out that when you are close to vermillion, you are red, and when you are close to ink, you are black. If Yun Yun knew about it, hehe...!"

So much!

Ning Tao immediately realized that they were a mother and daughter he had rescued in Jinling, and the little girl's name was Yun Yun.

It seems that this kid Cheng Ba has learned his true story. No, bah, when did I teach him how to pick up girls?

Also, how could this kid attack Guza, who is the future high priest of his witch sect, so important!!

He immediately walked over with a sullen face. Cheng Ba and Gu Zha sat on the big bluestone. The former kept gesticulating with his hands to talk about the prosperity of the city, which made the ignorant Gu Zha's eyes sparkle.

Ning Tao listened for a while and couldn't stand it anymore, so he directly picked up Cheng Ba by his ears and said angrily: "What are you doing here? Why are you bragging here if you don't go to help?"

Cheng Ba was shocked, but he blinked his eyes and said innocently: "I'm also helping. I'm helping the high priest with modern knowledge, which will be of great help to the revival."

"Yes, yes, what Brother Cheng said is very interesting. What kind of planes, cannons, tanks, and by the way, have you seen the Lord Witch," Guza said with excitement.

Ning Tao's face darkened and he smiled forcefully: "Well, I've seen him before, but it's best not to see him again in the future. It's very dangerous."

After saying that, he pulled Cheng Ba over, flipped his hand and took out a fourth-grade magic weapon, a silver gun, and three spiritual pills, which he stuffed into his hand. He winked and said, "Ahem, you should go practice.

"

Who would have thought that the latter didn't even hesitate, just grabbed these two things and ran away, looking very excited.

However, the little girl Guza said angrily: "Brother Cheng doesn't keep his word. He said he would share some of the things he got with me."

"Well!"

Su Qian chuckled from the side, looked at the dark-faced Ning Tao with a joking face, and said teasingly: "Master Witch, please keep both rain and dew wet, and don't let everyone see you bullying the high priest."

The corner of Ning Tao's mouth twitched, and he turned over his hand and took out a woman's sword, also a fourth-grade sword, and five pills.

After taking the things, the little girl Guza smiled happily and said sweetly: "Thank you, Brother Witch Master, hehe...!"

Ning Tao was helpless and comforted her a few words, then walked towards the courtyard with Su Qian, the little girl was still waving behind her.

When she completely disappeared from sight, a cunning head suddenly emerged from the bushes behind her. It was Cheng Ba who was leaving, holding a shining silver spear in his hand.

The two looked at each other and smiled, each holding the thing in their hands and giggling, with a proud look on their faces, like a big victorious rooster.

Walking in the courtyard, Su Qian teased: "Hey, I think Rich Ning is quite arrogant. He gave away two fourth-grade magic weapons so casually. Why don't you give them to our sisters?"

Ning Tao, with a dark face, suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly: "Is it possible that Mrs. Ning is completely unaware of this? If you want it, I can give it to you now, but do you want it?"

"Well!"

Su Qian was speechless and felt a little guilty. She hummed, "Forget it, we sisters are not good at fighting and killing."

Hearing these words, Ning Tao smiled evilly.

"Huhuhu."

I saw Mr. Ning wearing a white training shirt, with white hair and white beard, and a rosy complexion. He was making boxing movements that were simple and majestic, like an ape circling a tree, an old turtle hibernating, or a dragon dancing in the sky.

The surrounding leaves were moved by his fist wind.

Ning Tao looked at it with a smile on his face and nodded. As long as the old man's body is not stimulated, the elixir will help him recover very well.

When we were on the road, we simply taught him Tai Chi, and the old man became even more comfortable with it. Now it seems that he is really good, and I am afraid that ordinary gangsters may not be able to beat him.

After a while, even cultivation is not impossible. The magic pill has the effect of changing one's qualifications.

"Drink...huhu...!"

Finally, the one-punch Tai Chi technique was completed.

"Okay...haha, the old man is indeed an old man, his Tai Chi skills can surpass mine," Ning Tao clapped his hands and smiled, feeling peaceful in his heart.

Mr. Ning's face was rosy and he praised: "This is all the effect of your elixir. It's really amazing. The once brilliant monk really has a point. It's shocking!"

The three of them sat on the stone table, drinking ancient tea that had been brewed long ago. Although it was not precious, it had a certain flavor to it.

Mr. Ning let out a breath of relief and said with a smile, "How is your witchcraft doing now?"

"Oh, it's not bad. Recovery doesn't happen overnight, and it's mainly for self-protection. From the current point of view, the situation is quite promising," Ning Tao said with a casual smile. Mr. Ning took a sip of tea and suddenly said:

"It's actually not impressive. I feel like it's missing something."

What?

"Your plans and goals," the old man said with a smile.

Ning Tao frowned and said in surprise: "My plan is to revitalize the witchcraft religion, and my goal is to protect myself."

Su Qian also nodded. They basically had the same idea and didn't feel that anything was missing.

Mr. Ning put down his tea cup with a smile and asked: "In your heart, do you regard witchcraft as your foundation, or do you simply want to revive it and survive?"

Ning Tao's face froze, and these words echoed in his mind like an enlightenment. He seemed to be missing something.

"You have not corrected your mentality, and you have not realized your status. What's more, you lack a kind of hard work and a core." After finishing speaking, Mr. Ning closed his eyes. He seemed a little tired and took it easy.

squinted his eyes.

Ning Tao has been in trance for a long time, thinking about a question in his mind, witchcraft, what does it mean to him?

The roots of a big tree? But that should be Wudang,

No, Wudang is not my own,

Wudang has masters, brothers, and a passionate friendship, but it ultimately belongs to Hongmeng.

Even if he is the leader of the alliance, Hongmeng does not belong to him, but to the eight major sects. He just occupies a higher status.

As for the Witch Cult, it belongs to him from the bottom up. Every blade of grass, every flower, every person's life, destiny, and even the future are all placed in his hands as the Witch Master.

And here is its true foundation!

Being able to live with him and die with him, no one dares to disobey an order, and is not subject to anyone's control. It belongs to him completely. He is like the local emperor here...

Finally, Ning Tao opened his eyes, flashed an extremely bright light, and bowed respectfully to the old man.

Then, he walked straight outside.

Su Qian stared blankly at this scene, seeming to realize that the old man was trying to wake up Ning Tao and point out the importance of witchcraft.

Mr. Ning opened his eyes slightly and looked happy when he saw this scene. Children can be taught, haha...!
Chapter completed!