Beginning to win the big elder
Chapter 805 Whose Family?
Chapter 805 Whose Family?
Chen Xinghe's whole body was filled with the medicinal energy. These young Qingmu Village's households did not know how many miraculous medicines they had refined, as long as they were refined, there would be residual energy.
At this moment, all these remaining qi are attracted and gathered together, like flowing water making a "crashing" sound, 720 big mouths compete to devour it, let alone how happy it is to eat.
Chen Xinghe was overjoyed to get such good fortune, he only felt that his body training level had improved rapidly, and the more than 700 virtual pills all over his body had also increased accordingly, and the benefits were even greater than expected.
You must know that Ligu is imprisoning the Void Demon, so in order to prevent accidents, there is no harm in making this small body stronger.
Chen Xinghe was enjoying these advantages when he suddenly felt the ginkgo tree tremble slightly behind him, and an angry voice came in.
"Come out for me! Who allowed you to absorb the medicinal energy? This medicinal energy can help me in my cultivation, and I usually feel that it is not enough, but you have swallowed so much at once. This is too abominable. If you don't make compensation today, your Zhang family will Don't even think about gaining a foothold in the village."
Good guy, those who come are not kind, and those who are kind do not come, this tone is not small.
Chen Xinghe slowly recovered, and wanted to ask Dundun about the specific situation, but this little guy went out to play.
He had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk out of the house, looking up and down at the uninvited young monk.
This person was wearing a leather suit, and his whole body was full of cold air. He didn't look ugly, but he wasn't particularly handsome either.
In terms of cultivation, this guy must have formed the alchemy, but it should not be long before the alchemy is formed, and he can't normally restrain the alchemy, looking loose.
It was such a monk who ran to the door and yelled, as if the whole village's medicine gas belonged to him.
Chen Xinghe blinked and did not speak, waiting for the next sentence.
Sure enough, this Jindan cultivator seemed to have taken gunpowder, his mouth spewed out swords and swords, and his words became more and more ugly.
All in all, it meant the same thing, the medicine gas in the village belonged to him, and those who tampered with it had to pay the price.
This kid even suggested that he wanted to see Chen Xinghe's storage ring and Xutian mirror, and if he didn't give it to him, he would sue the village elders for arbitration.
It's annoying to go online like this. Chen Xinghe hasn't said a word from the beginning to the end, and he is performing there. When he finishes speaking, he raises his hand and is slapped.
"Pa..." This slap made a solid piece of porcelain, and the kid was kicked three feet off the ground and turned around more than ten times before stopping.
When his feet hit the ground, the kid was in a daze!
He has never been bullied since he was a child, let alone slapped him when he was rounded.
"Pa..." Another slap across the face, directly knocking him out.
Chen Xinghe knelt down to touch here and there, and after a while, he heard a strange sound of "hang lang lang lang", and a teapot lid popped out from the kid's chest.
This pot lid is very extraordinary, he guarded this kid tightly, not to allow Chen Xinghe to slap him again.
"Half a magic weapon? Hehe, it's just a broken weapon. No wonder it couldn't prevent me from being slapped twice." Chen Xinghe circled around this guy a few times, thinking that if this was a trial battlefield, he would raise his hand and make him into a Gray out.
Chen Xinghe didn't go anywhere, he sat next to this cultivator to practice, the 720 acupuncture points were fully opened, forming a vortex on his body to swallow the medicinal energy.
He adheres to the principle that since he has done it, he must do it to the end, and he must absorb the medicinal energy accumulated in Qingmu Village until there is no trace left, and any trace left is an enemy.
This practice lasted for three hours, and the eight monks standing opposite did not dare to disturb them.
The teapot cover cultivator woke up slowly, with a clear slap mark on his face. The moment he regained consciousness, he jumped into a rage, and his whole body burst out with humming sounds. As a result, there was a crisp "snap", and all the power of the drumming was gone.
"You..." He was slapped again. What was annoying was that the reaction speed of the pot lid was always a beat slower. How could this kid shoot so fast?
Chen Xinghe said intently: "You have been lying in bed for three hours. During this time, I have hundreds of ways to kill you. The eight people on the opposite side wanted to take you back, but they didn't dare to approach or plead for mercy! Then It's because they know that I don't have any killing intent, but if your brain is not good enough to draw out my killing intent, then that's another matter! Now tell me, whose family is this medicinal gas?"
"This..." The lid of the teapot covered his face, and suddenly recalled those old rumors in his mind. Every time a disciple arrives, he will collide with the Thirteenth Hall. He originally thought that those rumors were exaggerated, because the core sent him to put gold on his face. Today I really met the core disciples, and I was dumbfounded by three slaps!
To know that he has formed a core, is he a golden core monk, okay?
As a high-ranking Chihuangtian monk, how can he not be as good as building a foundation in the lower realm?
However, it turns out that not only is it not as good as it is, but it is far from it.
Chen Xinghe stretched out his hand and said, "Bring it!"
"What to take?" The teapot lid was still dazed.
"I sat with you for several hours, and you want to redeem your life, so you don't have to spend money? It's cheaper for you, a hundred ingots. If you don't have it, the eight on the opposite side must have it. Let's make it together It's all alive."
"Shameless!" The lid of the teapot clenched his fists. He managed to save some property during the holidays. Putting it all together was only three ingots. He used up most of the knot pills a while ago, but now he is desperately poor. How can he get a few ingots? A hundred ingots?
"Young Master, our young master has offended you so much. You don't care about the villain, let him go! As for the ingots, we are all vassals and guest officials. The old lady will only get one when she passes 5000 years of life! Huangtian is rich, but not that rich, and it is still possible for monk Yuanying to take out one hundred ingots, and we will never be able to afford this huge sum of money."
"There must be three or five, right? Your son will bet on me first, and I will take out a sum of property. You immediately find a way to get a few sets of high-grade crossing tribulation formations. Do you understand what I mean?"
The eight quickly replied: "Understood! Thank you, Young Master, for your noble hand."
Chen Xinghe was not stingy, he took out all the belongings that he could take out on his body, and he was willing to give up any amount of possessions on such an important matter as forming an alchemy.
Close the lid of the teapot, not afraid of these people playing tricks, if the other party fails to satisfy him, weigh the consequences yourself.
The teapot lid opened its mouth a few times, wanting to say something out of the ordinary, but seeing how embarrassed he was, how could he have the right to be tough?Why is the gap so large?If you are unable to fight back now, what will happen after the opponent has formed a pill?
After Chen Xinghe took out almost all his belongings, he felt a little relieved.
This is the best he can do so far. The ingots, spirit coins, and the horns of the four swords and demon dragons are all in it. If he gets the belongings of the Nascent Soul monk in the next few days, he will continue to invest.
The lingering haze in my heart is much lighter. This is the induction of heaven and man. We must pay attention to it and find ways to make more preparations.
(End of this chapter)
Chen Xinghe's whole body was filled with the medicinal energy. These young Qingmu Village's households did not know how many miraculous medicines they had refined, as long as they were refined, there would be residual energy.
At this moment, all these remaining qi are attracted and gathered together, like flowing water making a "crashing" sound, 720 big mouths compete to devour it, let alone how happy it is to eat.
Chen Xinghe was overjoyed to get such good fortune, he only felt that his body training level had improved rapidly, and the more than 700 virtual pills all over his body had also increased accordingly, and the benefits were even greater than expected.
You must know that Ligu is imprisoning the Void Demon, so in order to prevent accidents, there is no harm in making this small body stronger.
Chen Xinghe was enjoying these advantages when he suddenly felt the ginkgo tree tremble slightly behind him, and an angry voice came in.
"Come out for me! Who allowed you to absorb the medicinal energy? This medicinal energy can help me in my cultivation, and I usually feel that it is not enough, but you have swallowed so much at once. This is too abominable. If you don't make compensation today, your Zhang family will Don't even think about gaining a foothold in the village."
Good guy, those who come are not kind, and those who are kind do not come, this tone is not small.
Chen Xinghe slowly recovered, and wanted to ask Dundun about the specific situation, but this little guy went out to play.
He had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk out of the house, looking up and down at the uninvited young monk.
This person was wearing a leather suit, and his whole body was full of cold air. He didn't look ugly, but he wasn't particularly handsome either.
In terms of cultivation, this guy must have formed the alchemy, but it should not be long before the alchemy is formed, and he can't normally restrain the alchemy, looking loose.
It was such a monk who ran to the door and yelled, as if the whole village's medicine gas belonged to him.
Chen Xinghe blinked and did not speak, waiting for the next sentence.
Sure enough, this Jindan cultivator seemed to have taken gunpowder, his mouth spewed out swords and swords, and his words became more and more ugly.
All in all, it meant the same thing, the medicine gas in the village belonged to him, and those who tampered with it had to pay the price.
This kid even suggested that he wanted to see Chen Xinghe's storage ring and Xutian mirror, and if he didn't give it to him, he would sue the village elders for arbitration.
It's annoying to go online like this. Chen Xinghe hasn't said a word from the beginning to the end, and he is performing there. When he finishes speaking, he raises his hand and is slapped.
"Pa..." This slap made a solid piece of porcelain, and the kid was kicked three feet off the ground and turned around more than ten times before stopping.
When his feet hit the ground, the kid was in a daze!
He has never been bullied since he was a child, let alone slapped him when he was rounded.
"Pa..." Another slap across the face, directly knocking him out.
Chen Xinghe knelt down to touch here and there, and after a while, he heard a strange sound of "hang lang lang lang", and a teapot lid popped out from the kid's chest.
This pot lid is very extraordinary, he guarded this kid tightly, not to allow Chen Xinghe to slap him again.
"Half a magic weapon? Hehe, it's just a broken weapon. No wonder it couldn't prevent me from being slapped twice." Chen Xinghe circled around this guy a few times, thinking that if this was a trial battlefield, he would raise his hand and make him into a Gray out.
Chen Xinghe didn't go anywhere, he sat next to this cultivator to practice, the 720 acupuncture points were fully opened, forming a vortex on his body to swallow the medicinal energy.
He adheres to the principle that since he has done it, he must do it to the end, and he must absorb the medicinal energy accumulated in Qingmu Village until there is no trace left, and any trace left is an enemy.
This practice lasted for three hours, and the eight monks standing opposite did not dare to disturb them.
The teapot cover cultivator woke up slowly, with a clear slap mark on his face. The moment he regained consciousness, he jumped into a rage, and his whole body burst out with humming sounds. As a result, there was a crisp "snap", and all the power of the drumming was gone.
"You..." He was slapped again. What was annoying was that the reaction speed of the pot lid was always a beat slower. How could this kid shoot so fast?
Chen Xinghe said intently: "You have been lying in bed for three hours. During this time, I have hundreds of ways to kill you. The eight people on the opposite side wanted to take you back, but they didn't dare to approach or plead for mercy! Then It's because they know that I don't have any killing intent, but if your brain is not good enough to draw out my killing intent, then that's another matter! Now tell me, whose family is this medicinal gas?"
"This..." The lid of the teapot covered his face, and suddenly recalled those old rumors in his mind. Every time a disciple arrives, he will collide with the Thirteenth Hall. He originally thought that those rumors were exaggerated, because the core sent him to put gold on his face. Today I really met the core disciples, and I was dumbfounded by three slaps!
To know that he has formed a core, is he a golden core monk, okay?
As a high-ranking Chihuangtian monk, how can he not be as good as building a foundation in the lower realm?
However, it turns out that not only is it not as good as it is, but it is far from it.
Chen Xinghe stretched out his hand and said, "Bring it!"
"What to take?" The teapot lid was still dazed.
"I sat with you for several hours, and you want to redeem your life, so you don't have to spend money? It's cheaper for you, a hundred ingots. If you don't have it, the eight on the opposite side must have it. Let's make it together It's all alive."
"Shameless!" The lid of the teapot clenched his fists. He managed to save some property during the holidays. Putting it all together was only three ingots. He used up most of the knot pills a while ago, but now he is desperately poor. How can he get a few ingots? A hundred ingots?
"Young Master, our young master has offended you so much. You don't care about the villain, let him go! As for the ingots, we are all vassals and guest officials. The old lady will only get one when she passes 5000 years of life! Huangtian is rich, but not that rich, and it is still possible for monk Yuanying to take out one hundred ingots, and we will never be able to afford this huge sum of money."
"There must be three or five, right? Your son will bet on me first, and I will take out a sum of property. You immediately find a way to get a few sets of high-grade crossing tribulation formations. Do you understand what I mean?"
The eight quickly replied: "Understood! Thank you, Young Master, for your noble hand."
Chen Xinghe was not stingy, he took out all the belongings that he could take out on his body, and he was willing to give up any amount of possessions on such an important matter as forming an alchemy.
Close the lid of the teapot, not afraid of these people playing tricks, if the other party fails to satisfy him, weigh the consequences yourself.
The teapot lid opened its mouth a few times, wanting to say something out of the ordinary, but seeing how embarrassed he was, how could he have the right to be tough?Why is the gap so large?If you are unable to fight back now, what will happen after the opponent has formed a pill?
After Chen Xinghe took out almost all his belongings, he felt a little relieved.
This is the best he can do so far. The ingots, spirit coins, and the horns of the four swords and demon dragons are all in it. If he gets the belongings of the Nascent Soul monk in the next few days, he will continue to invest.
The lingering haze in my heart is much lighter. This is the induction of heaven and man. We must pay attention to it and find ways to make more preparations.
(End of this chapter)
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