Flower Master in the City Chapter 2091: There is a problem with the underground spiritual veins

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The villagers heard the command of the tall old man, and they all surrounded them in summer, especially those villagers who had been given the needle, were more emotional, for fear that the next person to die would be themselves.

"What the **** did you do to them!" The tall old man jumped off the platform, rushed to summer, and roared: "Who sent you to kill us?"

Xiamen yawned lazily, and said dissatisfiedly: "I have cured that idiot's disease. As for why he died, don't ask me about this, you should ask yourself." "I want to evade responsibility. !" The tall old man yelled: "That is a well-known strong young man in my village. Even if he has been tortured by madness for more than ten or twenty years, he still has nothing to do. As a result, he vomited blood to death when he was cured by you. Not

Who did you do it? "

"If you don't believe me, just wait." Xia Tian was too lazy to explain.

The tall old man and the villagers obviously believed that this was the default in summer, and when they were thinking about how to deal with these people, someone screamed again, spurted blood and fell to the ground.

This person has not been pierced, so Xia's head is obviously not to blame for what happened just now.

"Ah!"

"Ah! Ah!"

Not long afterwards, someone sprayed blood one after another and fell to the ground.

"Most of them have never had a needle." Shi Chun saw the clue, and asked in a low voice at Xia Tian: "Brother-in-law, are you really taking revenge on them?"

Xiamen curled his lips: "What qualifications do these idiots have for me to retaliate?"

"That's right, so what's the matter with them?" Shi Chun was even more puzzled when he heard Xiaxia say this. "There is indeed something wrong." Ning Ruirui felt that this situation was a little weird, and her heart also had a vague sense of oppression, which made her have an urge to vomit blood, and then she felt a surge of blood poured into her body. Cool air current, instant

The pressure was soothed, and the whole person was lifted. Looking back, it was Xia Xia who had put her arms around her waist.

Shi Chun is okay. After all, she was washed by the summer when she was eight or nine years old, so in terms of cultivation, she is actually higher than Ning Ruirui, after all, she is a senior cultivator.

More and more people are vomiting blood and falling to the ground. Among them, only two have been stabbed in the summer, and most of them are those who refuse treatment. Within a few minutes, those who doubted Xia Xia's medical skills knelt down again, kowtow to save Xia Xia's needles.

Xiamen is too lazy to take care of them, because just now they refused to be treated by themselves, and no one forced them. Now they are the ones who eat the bad results and can't blame anyone.

"What the **** is going on?" The tall old man also gradually realized that this matter could not be planted on Xia, but he also couldn't figure out what caused the villagers to vomit blood and casualties on such a large scale. As soon as the voice fell, the tall old man suddenly covered his chest. He felt an incomparably huge aura pressing against him like a mountain, unable to resist, and then he spouted blood and fell to the ground. But after all, he has been practicing for a long time, so this mouth

The painstaking effort did not hurt the heart, and the injuries were much lighter than others.

Ning Ruirui couldn't help feeling a little annoyed when she saw this battle, and asked Xiaxia: "Do you know what this is like?"

"What happened in detail, this is not clear." Xia fixed his gaze at a huge crack in the ground not far away. "However, this huge spiritual pressure came from the ground."

Ning Ruirui was taken aback: "Underground?" "Yes." Xia nodded and said lazily: "To be precise, it should be the underground spiritual vein. This is Zhongnan Mountain, where the spiritual energy gathers. It There must be spiritual veins in the underground, and many so-called hermits are also here for this.

Here is a retreat. Now it is very likely that there is something wrong with the Underground Spirit Vessel. "

"What nonsense are you talking about!" The tall old man resisted the injury, slowly stood up, and shouted at Xia Xia: "Here is the magic word to confuse the crowd, the underground spirit vein of Zhongnan Mountain, that is the ten thousand year real dragon Zhimai, how could something happen?"

Xia Xia pouted her lips and said contemptuously: "Will something happen, do you not know it in your heart?"

"What do you mean by this!" The tall old man's face changed drastically, pointing to Xia Xia and cursing: "You better explain clearly, otherwise don't want to leave here alive."

"Idiot." Xia Tian really can't take any interest in this kind of person who has no strength but likes to talk big, and even killing him is a waste of energy.

Ning Ruirui felt that there was something in the words before summer, so she couldn't help asking: "What did you see?"

"Little long-legged girl, in fact, you only need to think about this kind of thing." Xia Xiao said with a smile: "However, you are too stupid, it is normal to think of it."

"You are stupid, just say it, don't sell Guanzi." Ning Ruirui couldn't help but urged: "If there is any solution, also say it together. If this goes on, it will definitely not work."

"Actually, there is nothing to say about this." Xia yawned lazily, "Underground spiritual veins are the key to the rise and fall of the soil and water. In fact, as long as there are no accidents, it can be guaranteed to last forever Whatever it is."

Speaking, Xia Xia suddenly pointed his finger at the tall old man: "However, if someone directly pollutes the underground spiritual veins, it is hard to tell."

Ning Ruirui's heart shuddered, and she immediately understood: "What do you mean, these people have exploited the underground spiritual veins without authorization?"

"This is Zhongnan Mountain." Shi Chun said strangely: "It is said that the underground spiritual veins belong to the Chongyang Palace. Are they qualified to mine?"

Xiamen curled his lips: "No one has the qualifications and the ability, so this group of people are just messing around, and now they are just eating their own evil results."

"You, nonsense! Mouthful of dung!" The tall old man was so excited, his face flushed, and pointed at Xia Xia yelling: "What kind of grudges or grievances do we monks have with you? You want to slander us like this!"

"I have no time to slander you idiots, and you are not qualified to let me slander." Xia Jia said nonchalantly: "Since you like to deceive yourself, just wait and see how long you can last."

"Ah!" At this moment, the coarse cloth woman holding the little Daogu Nianxin suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but exclaimed: "The child's father is still down there. If something happened to the underground spiritual vein, wouldn't he ...No, I'm going to save him!"

"Li Xiuqing, what are you talking nonsense!" The tall old man stepped forward to seal the mouth of the woman with coarse cloth, "What underground spiritual veins, things that don't exist, don't talk nonsense!"

This is purely a dead duck with a stiff mouth. Ning Ruirui didn't know what was in the head of this tall old man, and it was unreasonable to think of concealing it at this time.

Soon, many women in the village came back to their senses. Their husbands or sons were also underneath. Now their life and death are uncertain, all of them want to go down from that ground to rescue their relatives.

"Don't move!" The tall old man didn't know where he fetched a shimmering sword, blocking the seam in the ground, and said to the women: "Whoever dares to come over, I will kill her with one sword! Don't! Thought I was joking!" "Mr. Gao, what on earth are you going to do!" The woman in coarse cloth was very puzzled, and exclaimed: "Back then, you made the suggestion that as long as you dig a seam to get close to the spiritual veins, use the spiritual energy in the veins. It can alleviate our madness and improve our cultivation. But more than 20 years have passed, our madness has not been cured, but has become more dependent on Mo's medicine. We have never blamed you. Now Ling Ling The pulse may be in trouble, our relatives are still down there, why do you stop us from going

Save them! "

"He's obviously lying to you." Xia Xia chuckled and said directly: "Your madness has nothing to do with your aura. He is just lying to you to help him open the tunnel to the ground." Xia Xia With that said, some villagers couldn't help but feel suspicion. After all, more than 20 years have passed, and the underground spiritual veins did not make them much better. It is only out of trust in the tall old man that they have always followed his arrangements, and have always been

Following the warning from the Chongyang Palace, secretly digging underground spiritual veins.

"You have a problem with your brain." The tall old man did not discern the truth, but just yelled at the villager: "I am the village head. I have been with you for more than 30 years. You don't believe me, but believe one Irrelevant stranger!" "He is not a stranger, but the benefactor who cured our madness. He is a genius doctor." The coarse cloth woman was very sober and was not distracted by the tall old man's words, "You are the village chief. , Have been with us for more than 30 years, so we

I don’t even understand why you want to stop us from saving people! "Save someone!" "The tall old man clenched the sword in his hand, and the expression on his face gradually became indifferent, "There is absolutely no problem with the underground spiritual veins, I think you want to take the opportunity to grab the spiritual energy. I have worked hard for more than 30 years, even at no cost

With the poison of the Mo family, you must not let the plan be broken in your hands! "

Xiamen smiled and said: "He seemed to accidentally tell the truth."

"Plan?"

Many villagers were stunned for a moment. The meaning of this word has been expanded, but no matter what it means, it means that there has been premeditated!

"Mr. Gao, what do you mean by the plan!" The woman in coarse cloth pressed her anger and forced her coldly. Behind her stood hundreds of villagers who were also full of doubts and anger.

The tall old man knew he had made a mistake, but he had already said what he said, and he couldn’t come back if he wanted to be round. He simply turned the matter aside and said in a cold voice: "Well, since you want to hear, then I will be very compassionate. Tell you guys!"

Hearing this opening remark, many people showed a very complicated expression like a woman in coarse cloth. This person actually had a problem. "Thirty years ago, Lao Tzu came to Zhongnan Mountain for the purpose of underground spiritual veins! Otherwise, you think why Lao Tzu abandoned tens of millions of fortune, abandoned his wife and son, and came to this ruinous place!" The tall old man endured for many years and now finally I can let go of it, and I feel excited for an instant, "What **** hermit, what **** paradise, what I want is immortality, what I want is immortality! Anyone who dares to ruin my good deeds must die!"