Medicinal Immortal

"Where's the little bald donkey!" He cursed and yelled at the people around him: "What are you doing standing there? Didn't you see him shooting me? Quickly grab them for me!"

"Yes!" They immediately agreed, and walked around the little monk.

He Xiang stood in front of Tangning, yelling: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, he was pushed aside with his hands on his shoulders. He instinctively saw that the little monk was smiling and narrowing his eyes. There was no fear on his face. Instead, he took off the humble waist. The round bamboo is playing in his hands.

"Want to fight? Come on! Coming!" Tangning said with a smile. Seeing the guard who had been grabbed at her, the round bamboo in his hand turned around, bringing a secret force to the guard.

"call out!"

"what!"

A voice with dark energy came out, Yuanzhu shot down the body of the guards, the pain was transferred from the flesh to the bones, and then spread from the bones, giving birth to a trace of bone-like pain, let They suddenly screamed continuously.

"what!"

The guards slammed their hands back, clutching the place where they were hit, screaming, and quickly retreated one by one. There were one or two unbelievers who wanted to step forward. They saw Yuanzhu shot down, and the sound of broken bones was heard. Out.

"what……"

"Go! Go! Give me all!"

The middle-aged man in Jin Yi saw that a large group of guards were not the opponents of a little monk, and couldn't help but get angry. He stretched out his hand and pushed them forward to deal with the little monk.

He San and He Xiang looked at the smiling little monk in a daze. They were a little surprised that he had such a skill. There were more than a dozen guards brought by the middle-aged man in brocade clothes. All of them were good, but they didn’t want to. Can't get close to the body of the little monk.

It's been two days since the little monk came to their village, but they never thought that a little monk who seemed to be weak and unable to restrain the chicken would have such skill and strength.

Tangning just taught them a lesson, but didn't take their lives. After passing over the screaming guards indifferently, she looked down on the tall and thin man with a mustache in the city, and a dim light flashed across her smiling eyes.

"You said the place is a treasure of geomantic omen?"

The tall and thin man didn't expect the little monk to speak to him. He was instinctively defensive. He stared at the little monk, stroking his horoscope with his fingers, and said with a complacent expression, "Yes, if you live here, future generations will definitely Be virtuous."

Tangning raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh? Since you are so powerful, don't you know that if the people living here are not descendants of the He family, everyone who lives here will be destroyed? Or even the whole family?"

The tall and thin man was taken aback, glanced at the middle-aged man in Jinyi who had changed his complexion, and said immediately: "Nonsense! This place is obviously a treasure of Feng Shui, how could it be..."

"For those of the Jianhe family, this place was originally the ancestral land of the He family. If the people living here are not descendants of the He family, the people living here will not benefit from the mission."

She spoke unhurriedly, looking at the middle-aged man in Jinyi whose complexion changed drastically, and said unclearly: "If you don't believe it, you can go back and have a look. If you come here today, you will definitely see blood."

The middle-aged man was startled, with some suspicion in his eyes, and said: "This is impossible!" Is he bound to see blood? Who doesn't know him in this area? Who doesn't give him some face?