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"Not at this time?"

"Not at this time!"

Nong Jiansheng shook his head, showing no intention of letting go.

Even if a strong man in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm could break in, he would probably offend Shennong Valley to death.

This is really unwise.

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Muyu didn't want to have a head-on conflict with Nong Jiansheng.

At the moment of stalemate.

"Boom..."

In the valley, the bell suddenly rang again.

The voice was urgent and weak, making people feel panicked.

When everyone in Shennong Valley heard the bell, their expressions changed slightly.

This is a cry for help.

Aren't Nong Qianshan and Nong Qianfeng already gone? Why are there still bells ringing?

At this time, there should be no one else in the Sword Burial Valley except Peng Guanghan who is still in retreat?

Nong Jiansheng immediately turned around, and together with several elders, hurriedly entered the Sword Burial Valley.

A few deacons and solar envoys were left behind, but they still stopped at the mouth of the valley.

For a moment, Chen Muyu and others looked at each other, a little confused about the situation.

"Master, why don't you go back and wait?"

Daxue came to Chen Muyu's side and whispered.

Chen Muyu pondered for a moment, not wanting to make it difficult for Daxue Xiaoxue and the others, so they all turned back to the village.

There is no doubt that something happened in the Sword Burial Valley.

No one was in charge of lunch. I only knew that the ancestral hall was very busy coming in and out. People who came in and out had nervousness written all over their faces.

Fortunately, Daxue Xiaoxue was still thinking about them and specially sent meals to Chen Muyu and the others.

"Miss Xiaoxue, what happened?" While eating, several old men asked Daxue Xiaoxue.

It was said that they almost had a conflict with Shennong Valley in the morning. Nong Jiansheng asked the tribesmen to treat them harshly and even cooked lunch for them. That would be too much. Nong Jiansheng should not be so small-minded. That's right.

Xiaoxue laid out the food and stood next to Chen Muyu, "I don't know the specific situation. Shortly after you left in the morning, the clan leader and several elders carried the first elder and the second elder out of the valley and went directly into the ancestral hall. The elder seems to have been seriously injured..."

"Seriously injured?"

Everyone was stunned.

"Weren't you all fine this morning? How could you be seriously injured?" Chen Muyu stopped using his chopsticks. This news was really unexpected.

Xiaoxue shook her head, "The clan leader did not disclose the specific situation, but it looks like he was seriously injured..."

"What's going on with so many people coming in and out of the ancestral hall this morning?" Xie Jinkui asked.

"The clan leader called everyone together and said they wanted to donate blood and merit. Everyone went, and those who met the conditions donated some!" Daxue said.

"We also donated some!" Xiaoxue lifted up her sleeves, and there was a small pinprick on her snow-white elbow.

Donate blood and merit?

Everyone looked at each other in confusion after hearing this. It was understandable to donate blood, but what about donating merit?

"Someone has hurt the foundation!"

Mei Renjie frowned, "It is a repair method that martial arts practitioners only adopt when their foundation is damaged, such as the Dantian is broken and their skills are wasted. There are similar secret techniques under the Tianchi sect and the Shennong Valley sect. Could it be that those two A farmer named..."

"You mean, those two might have been damaged to their foundations?" Gong Daquan raised his eyebrows.

Mei Renjie did not deny it.

Everyone looked at each other in shock. Didn't those two go to save Peng Guanghan? What kind of accident could possibly happen and cause it to be so serious?

"What I'm more concerned about now is whether that old guy Peng Guanghan is dead!" Chen Muyu said coldly.

After saying that, he stood up and walked out.

…

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At the entrance of the ancestral hall, as expected, Chen Muyu and his party were stopped again.

After hearing the news, Nong Qianye came with a group of people and blocked Chen Muyu and his party at the door.

In the ancestral hall, the ancestral hall of Shennong Valley, people with foreign surnames are absolutely not allowed to enter. Even people from the same village have very strict regulations on who can enter, who cannot enter, when they can enter, and when they cannot enter.

"Everyone, don't make things difficult for me!" Nong Qianye had a sullen face, obviously not in a very beautiful mood.

He no longer had much favorable impression of Chen Muyu and others. Although this group of people seemed to have done nothing in the past two days, after they arrived, unfortunate things happened one after another, which really left people speechless.

"I heard that Senior Nong Wang is organizing people to donate blood and merit. Someone must have been seriously injured and the foundation has been shaken. We, the group, also want to take a look and see if we can be of any help!" Chen Muyu said calmly! One sentence.

The reason is not far-fetched at all.

Mei Renjie rolled up his sleeves and said, "Don't dare to say anything else. Donate blood and work. We can handle it!"

Nong Qianye's face was covered with black lines.

"We appreciate your kindness. The clan leader is treating their injuries. The condition of the two brothers has stabilized. You don't need to worry about it. You'd better take them back first. If necessary, we will notify you in time!"

Nong Qianye blocked Chen Muyu and others back with just one word.

"So, something happened to the two seniors Qianshan Qianfeng?" Chen Muyu still captured some key points from Nong Qianye's words.

Nong Qianye's face trembled, and he seemed to realize that he had made a mistake, and immediately shook his head, "Everyone, please come back!"

"What about Peng Guanghan? Where is he? Is he still alive?" Chen Muyu asked again.

The death of Nong Qianshan and Nong Qianfeng has nothing to do with Chen Muyu. What Chen Muyu is most concerned about is Peng Guanghan's situation.

"Everyone, please come back!"

Nong Qianye said again, his voice already a few decibels louder.

…

"What the hell!"

On the way back, Mei Renjie spat.

Nong Qianye's attitude just now made him very unhappy. Of course, others were also unhappy, but they didn't show it so straightforwardly.

What if Nong Qianshan and Nong Qianfeng had this attitude? After all, he was a master of the Golden Core Realm. How dare Nong Qianye, who was not even at the Golden Core Realm, dare to talk to them in a rough voice?

Within a day, several people were a little depressed after being blocked several times in a row.

But this is Shennong Valley after all. They are outsiders and cannot make mistakes casually. This is the most basic etiquette.

"Master, do you have any ideas?" Gong Daquan stood next to Chen Muyu and carefully lowered his voice.

Chen Muyu raised his head and glanced at him, "Idea? What idea?"

Gong Daquan smiled and said, "The two elders of Qianshan Qianfeng are both Jindan realm monks. If they can be taken under the master's command, it will be of great help to us. Now that they are seriously injured, wouldn't they A God-given opportunity?”

When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up.

Xie Jinkui said, "Master has already taken in Nong Qianqiu. If we can take in Qianshan Qianfeng and the three Jindan realm elders from Shennong Valley, they are all under your control, Master. The Nong King has been obsessed with practicing these years. Basically, you don’t care. Master, if you can control these three people, wouldn’t you control the entire Shennong Valley?”