Small farmer's portable field

Chapter 1596 Too Comfortable
Tian Ermiao looked down, "It's quite tall, and if you don't have the power of the soul, no matter how you go down, it will be quite painful."

"It's okay, your physical body has been honed in the small town for a long time."

said the blind man.

Tian Ermiao shook her head, "To be honest, I don't want to go down."

"It's not up to you."

The blind man said, "I'll give you three breaths to choose from."

"Start now."

Tian Ermiao's eyes were still looking down, but before the blind man finished speaking, Tian Ermiao punched him.

Unable to use the power of the soul, Tian Ermiao lacked too much support, not to mention, with the power of the soul, he might not be able to gain any benefits in front of the blind man.

Therefore, Tian Ermiao could only strike first.

The fist is mighty, even a pure punch is enough to kill any cultivator in the stage of transformation, even the cultivator in the Void Return Realm dare not steel such a punch.

The blind man has no eyes, but his eyes can accurately catch the direction of Tian Ermiao's fist.

The blind man raised his hand casually.

Snapped!
Tian Ermiao's fist hit the blind man's palm, and the blind man's palm clenched violently, tightly grasping Tian Ermiao's fist.

"It seems that you have made a choice in advance."

The blind man said, "Then, I will throw you down."

Tian Ermiao's pupils contracted continuously, and his fists hurt from being clenched.

How far is the blind man's physical body?
"Go down."

The blind man exerted a slight force on his arm, and Tian Ermiao's feet left the ground.

Tian Ermiao was not surprised at all. The moment the blind man let go of his hand, Tian Ermiao's fist shook violently.

boom!
The blind man was shocked and sat down on the ground.

And Tian Ermiao fell towards the bottom.

The blind man sat on the ground for a long time, seemingly unable to calm down.

"Was that fairy energy just now?"

The blind man said to himself: "If it is completely controlled by him, then it's okay?"

Then, the blind man breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, my decision was made earlier, and if I made my decision later, there would definitely be trouble."

The blind man stood up, clapped his hands and buttocks.

Then, turn around and leave.

By the lake, under the big tree, Mr. Wen looked at the lake with his eyes behind his back.

The blind man jumped from the tree.

As if he didn't know about Mr. Wen's arrival, he sat where he usually sat and played the erhu, and the tone from the erhu was cheerful.

After finishing the song, Mr. Wen turned his head and said, "You are very happy today."

"Isn't it?"

The blind man raised his head and faced the big tree, his two empty eye sockets seemed to be able to see, he said: "The crisis in the town is about to be lifted, and it will be stable for hundreds of years again, no, at least this time it will millennium."

"I asked you to take him to see the operation of the formation, but you regarded him as a resource for repairing the formation. Have you asked my opinion?"

Mr. Wen said.

"Everyone is for the sake of the town, each doing his own thing without interfering with each other." The blind man replied.

"It's a good one without interfering with each other."

Mr. Wen was angry, "You have to figure it out, I am the gentleman in Slim Town."

"It's true that you are Mr. Wen, but there has never been a dictatorship in Xiuzhen Town." The blind man said.

"What do you mean?" Mr. Wen frowned.

"Look for yourself," said the blind man.

Mr. Wen turned his head and saw four old men, three men and one woman, and Duan Chengmo was among them.

These four people are the four patriarchs of Longfengkou.

"You..." Mr. Wen narrowed his eyes.

Duan Chengmo said, "For the sake of the town."

"What are you going to do?" Mr. Wen asked.

The blind man slapped Mr. Wen on the shoulder, "Everyone decided that it would be better for Mr. Wen to stay at home during this time."

The old woman said: "Mr. Wen's house has been arranged, please don't embarrass us."

"Are you really going to do this?" Mr. Wen's voice became cold.

"We know how powerful Mr. Wen is, but for the sake of the town, we have to temporarily stand against Mr. Wen. Please understand." An old man in sackcloth said.

Mr. Wen looked at the four of them, "You will regret it."

"Mr. Wen, please." Duan Chengmo stretched out his hand.

Mr. Wen stepped forward, followed by the blind man and Duan Chengmo.

"Mr. Xie Wen understands." The blind man said.

"You don't know who he is at all. You want to make him a material for repairing the formation. One day you will live in fear." Mr. Wen sighed.

"The people of the small town are relatively united, so we won't be afraid if the people from Liuhemen come. If there is a big commotion, then the sacred tree will increase its vitality, and the fairy tree saplings on the sacred tree will also grow. It will grow vigorously because of its vitality," said the old woman.

"Do you just think that there is only Liuhemen?" Mr. Wen smiled mockingly.

"The Wanling Sect probably won't take this muddy water," Duan Chengmo said.

"Qi Tiancheng's thinking is different from yours."

Mr. Wen snorted softly, "There are still things you don't know."

"What is it?" the old man in sackcloth asked.

"You have already done it. It is useless to say more. The disaster in the town is coming, and no one can stop it. Just wait and regret it." Mr. Wen sighed.

"Mr. Wen, you are a gentleman in a small town, you have to remember this." The blind man said.

Mr. Wen shook his head.

Mr. Wen entered the house, and a trap was set up around his house, and he was only allowed to enter but not to exit.

"Mr. Wen should be able to tell that this is Suolong Town, so don't think about going out, Mr. Wen," said the blind man.

"Let's go, let's go, let's all go." Mr. Wen waved his hand, and the courtyard door closed.

A few people outside the door turned their heads and left.

"Is it going too well?"

"Based on what I know about Mr. Wen, he shouldn't be so talkative."

"Perhaps, Mr. Wen also has this idea, but he doesn't know the reason why he can't implement it. Now we have done it in advance. Thinking about it, he is happy to see it."

"I hope so."

All the sounds outside fell on Mr. Wen's ears in the yard.

Mr. Wen sighed, "Do it, people do it to death."

"The town has been peaceful for too long. These people have forgotten the crisis outside, but only remember the crisis in the formation. How is this different from a frog in a well?"

Mr. Wen looked in the direction of the sacred tree in the center of the town, "I hope that person will not be too angry, otherwise, I will lose such a place of refuge. The best thing is to teach the town a painful lesson and let those guys understand some truths. But it doesn't seem so easy to think like that."

Mr. Wen walked back and forth, thinking of a way.

He is the gentleman of the town, and he wants to think more about the town, but the identity of that person cannot be revealed.

Mr. Wen scratched his head, "It's a headache, hey!"

(End of this chapter)