Chen Xinghe's body was filled with medicinal energy. Every household in Qingmu Village has refined many magic medicines in recent years. As long as the pill is refined, the remaining energy will be produced.

At this moment, all these remaining energy were attracted to gather, like the sound of running water making a "rake" sound, and 720 mouths were sucking each other and eating, not to mention how happy I was eating.

Chen Xinghe was very happy to get such luck, and only felt that his physical cultivation level was rapidly improving. The more than 700 virtual pills on his body also increased, and the benefits were greater than expected.

You should know that Li Gu is imprisoning the Void Demon. In order to prevent accidents, it is not harmful to make this small body stronger.

Chen Xinghe was enjoying such advantages, and suddenly felt the ginkgo tree behind him tremble slightly, and an angry voice came in.

"Come out! Who allows you to absorb the medicinal energy? This medicinal energy can help me practice. I usually feel that it is not enough, but I was swallowed up so much by you all at once. This is too abominable. If you don't make compensation today, you Zhang's family will not be able to gain a foothold in the village."

Good guy, the person who comes is not good, and the person who is good doesn't come. This is a very good tone.

Chen Xinghe slowly finished his work and wanted to ask Dunun for the specific situation, but this little guy went out to play.

There was no choice but to bite the bullet and walk out of the house and look up and down at the uninvited young monk.

This man was wearing a leather outfit, and his whole body was full of coldness. He looked not ugly, but he was not very handsome.

If you have cultivation level, this guy must have formed a pill, but he should have formed a pill for a while and cannot properly restrain the pill power and looks loose.

Such a monk ran to the door and shouted, as if the whole village was his stuff.

Chen Xinghe blinked and said nothing, waiting for the following text.

Sure enough, this Jindan monk was like taking a gun and medicine, and his mouth was "twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-twist-tw

In short, it means that the medicine in the village belongs to him, and those who are stubborn must pay the price.

The boy even proposed to look at Chen Xinghe's storage ring and Xu Tianjing, and if he didn't give it, he would report to the elders in the village for arbitration.

It is annoying to be so exaggerated. Chen Xinghe has never said a word from the front to the back. He just watched him perform there. After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and slapped him.

"Bang..." The slap made the boy three feet above the ground and turned it for more than ten times before stopping.

When his feet landed on the ground, the kid was confused!

Since he was young, he had never been bullied, let alone slapped him in the face. When he reacted, he was furious and let out a loud bang.

"Bang..." Another slap in the face, directly knocking him out.

Chen Xinghe squatted down and touched this place, and after a moment, he heard the strange sound of "李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李李

The lid of this pot is very extraordinary. I will hold on to this kid so that Chen Xinghe will not slap him again.

"Half magic weapon? Haha, it's just a broken weapon. No wonder I couldn't defend myself from slapping me." Chen Xinghe walked around this guy a few times, thinking that if it were a trial battlefield, he would have raising his hand and refined him to ashes.

Chen Xinghe didn't go anywhere, sat next to the monk and practiced, opening all 720 acupoints, forming a whirlpool whale swallowing medicine energy on his body.

He believes that since he has done it, he must do it to the end, and he must absorb the accumulated medicinal energy of Aokimura to no end, leaving a trace of it as a resource enemy.

This practice took three hours, and eight monks stood opposite him and didn't dare to come over to disturb him.

The monk with teapot lid woke up slowly, with clear slap marks on his face. The moment he regained consciousness, he was furious like thunder, and a sound burst out from his body. As a result, a crisp "pop" sound, all the power of swelling was gone.

"You..." He was slapped again. What's annoying is that the reaction speed of the lid of the pot is always slower. Why is this kid so fast?

Chen Xinghe said intently: "You have been lying for three hours. During this period, I have hundreds of ways to kill you. The eight people on the opposite side wanted to take you back, but they were tactfully afraid to approach and did not dare to plead for mercy! That's because they knew that I had no intention of murder, but if your head was not good and I was attracted to my murderous intent, it would be a different matter! Let's talk about who is the medicine qi from?"

"This..." The teapot lid covered his face, and suddenly remembered the rumors in his mind. Every time the disciples arrived, they would collide with the Thirteenth Hall. I originally thought that the rumors were exaggerated, and the core sent them to him to gild the face. Today, I really met the core disciple and was stunned by the three slaps!

You know, he has formed a pill, is it good that he is a golden pill monk?

As a high-ranking Cultivator, how can he be worse than building a foundation in the lower realm?

However, it turns out that it is not only inferior, but also far behind.

Chen Xinghe reached out and said, "Give it!"

"What are you going to take?" The teapot lid was still confused.

"I have been with you for several hours, and you have to redeem your life, so you don't have to spend money? You are cheaper, one hundred ingots. If you don't have one, there must be the eight on the other side. You will live together."

"Shameless!" He clenched his fists tightly during the holidays. He finally saved some money during the holidays, and put them all together only three ingots. Some time ago, he used up most of the elixirs. Now he is so poor that he can get a hundred ingots?

"Shaojun, our young masters are offended. You don't care about villains, let him go! As for the ingots, we are all vassals and guests. The old lady will only get one when she celebrates her 5,000th birthday! Our Chihuangtian is rich, but not that rich. There is still a possibility that the Nascent Soul monk will take out a hundred ingots, and we will never be able to pay out this huge sum of money."

"There are always three or five? Your young master is here first. I will take out a fortune. You can immediately find a way to get a few high-end tribulation formations. Do you understand what I mean?"

The eight people quickly replied: "I understand! Thank you for your kindness."

Chen Xinghe was not stingy and took out all the property he could take out. He was willing to do so in important matters like building a pill.

Hold the lid of the teapot and don’t be afraid of these people being foolish. If the other party is perfunctory and cannot satisfy him, you can weigh the consequences yourself.

The teapot lid opened several times and wanted to say some scenes, but looking at my embarrassing look, how could I be qualified to be tough? Why is the gap so big? I am unable to fight back now. What will happen after the other party forms a pill?

After Chen Xinghe took out almost all the property he had, he felt a little relieved.

This is the greatest effort he can make at present. Yuanbao, spiritual coins and the four swords of Zhuxian demon dragon horns are all inside. If he gets the title of the Nascent Soul cultivator in recent days, he will continue to invest.
Chapter completed!