Flower Master in the City

Summer does not care what damage the underground spirit vein of Zhongnan Mountain has suffered, nor is he interested in solving the case. He came here just to repair the lack of this spirit vein.

However, this does not hinder the intention of the person who destroys the spirit veins in the heart of the summer and begins to destroy the dragon veins from the position of the anti-scale. The purpose is obviously to destroy the foundation of Zhongnan Mountain on the way of Xiuxian.

"That's kind of interesting." Summer chuckled and couldn't help mumbling.

The thin old man underneath heard the voice of summer and asked, "Xia Jushi, did you find something unexpected?"

"Nothing was found." Xia Xun whispered, "You take these three Danding away, and let my master they hide away, there may be a storm."

"Is Xia Jushi about to start?" The thin old man, who was taught by the Chongyang Palace, and his cultivation level is not low, naturally knows the Pang Ju of this underground spirit. Although he is not yet clear about the remediation methods of summer, he has already foreseen I may not be able to help myself.

Nodded in summer.

"Because of this, the poor Dao Xiu is insignificant, and I can't help much. In order to prevent Xiajus from getting in trouble, they will retreat first." The thin old man nodded slightly and immediately lifted up the three Dandings. Quickly left.

In summer, he accidentally watched the skinny old man go away. He hasn't met such an interesting person for a long time.

It's just that there will be people who are interested in the world, and there will be people who are not.

After the thin old man left with the three Dandings, a looming figure emerged and stood not far away in the summer.

"Give you a warning, don't do too much business." This person was wearing a stealth suit that Gao Jianfeng researched, but it was only white, and it seemed to be more advanced. The look at summer was full of murderousness.

Summer said with a smile: "If I have to control it?"

"Then you can only kill you!" The man sneered, then a pair of spunlaces appeared in his hand, pointing directly at the summer, "Last time, you can leave now and it's too late, then forget all the things here. Otherwise, you and your family will die."

When he heard this in summer, he could not help laughing, and said to the killer: "If you know who I am, you must not dare to say this; if you don't know who I am, then you can turn around and leave now. ."

"I care who you are!" The man was aroused by the words of the summer, and his voice was even colder. "Dare to spoil our suzerain's good deeds, no matter who they are, there is only one way to die."

In the summer, he yawned lazily and beckoned to this man: "Then you come, I will stand here and let you kill."

"Since you're looking for death, don't blame me!" The man sipped, and suddenly his body was vertical, and the whole person became invisible in an instant. When it appeared again, the watershed in his hand had penetrated into the body of summer. .

"Humph, it's unbearable." The man withdrew the watershed and pushed the summer with disdain, but he was stunned because he didn't push it. "Why... didn't you die?"

"You're about to die." Summer was still indifferent, "Is the heart stabbed so much, doesn't it hurt?"

The man lowered his head suddenly, and suddenly found that there was blood oozing out of his chest. He could not help but screamed: "Well, what the **** is going on?"

"You killer is too stupid, and the memory is not very good." Xia Xia said with a smile: "You just poke yourself a while ago, forgot so quickly?"

"I poked myself?" The man was stunned for a few seconds before recovering. "I poked it to be you!"

Summer said sarcastically: "Then look, are there any wounds on my body?"

"You!" The man glanced up and down the summer. Sure enough, he didn't find the wound. He understood it instantly. "Yes, you must be a fairy cultivator. It's some means, but it's not enough for this skill!"

Between the words, the man stretched his hand and wiped the wound. The blood stopped immediately, and the wound healed at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Your skill is really not enough." Summer waved a little boringly. "Do you have any more powerful characters, just call it out, don't waste my time, I still have to repair this underground spirit."

The man's eyes didn't have the sighing murderousness just now, but he was full of vigilance: "Who are you, why should you take care of this idle business, and what benefits does Nanshan give you?"

"Your reaction is okay." Summer nodded and said with appreciation: "After discovering that he is not my opponent, he immediately changed his strategy, which is considered the basic quality of the killer. Unfortunately, his brain is still too stupid."

The person was trembling with anxiety and gritted his teeth: "Don't be too proud, do you really think I can't kill you?"

"Come on, I will stand here, absolutely not moving." Xia Xia responded with a smile.

"The aggressive method is ineffective for me." The man's eyes flashed away quickly, and he calmed down quickly. "This underground spirit has been taken by our suzerain. He has planned for such a long time, and it is absolutely not allowed. Anyone undermines his plan. You, an outsider, have nothing to do with the Taoist priests of Zhongnan Mountain. Why bother to visit this muddy water."

In the summer, he stretched lazily lazily, and felt a little bored: "Hey, I thought you had some tricks that made my eyes shine, and it turned out to be a gun. The spirit veins have been damaged for more than a hundred years, It hasn't been taken away yet, it seems that your suzerain is also a waste."

"Shut up!" The man rushed to the summer again with the water jet, "You are not allowed to insult our Sect Master!"

"Boom!"

This summer, I didn't get used to this idiot. I kicked this person a few hundred meters away and hit the wall heavily.

The man groaned, feeling that all the internal organs and organs were shattered, opened his mouth and spouted a sip of old blood, then lost consciousness, and knew nothing about life or death.

"It's too wasteful." Summer shook his head. The killer is really getting worse. The professional quality is so low that he can't look at it. After disdain, he has no interest in taking care of this idiot.

In the summer, a needle was taken out, and after a few seconds of contemplation, it slowly punctured the gap of the spirit vein.

This thorn stimulated aura riots.

The dragon-like spiritual veins surged up like a tsunami.

The whole Zhongnan album trembles following the violent earthquake.

"This is the eight needles against the sky?" The thin old man couldn't help but wonder in a safe place outside the spirit vein. "Sure enough, there is the power to change the world. Xia Jushi is really a rare wizard in the world. The door needle method is used to such a degree."

"You guessed it wrong." Zhang Mingtuo shook his head, and then explained, "The eight needles against the sky are never just acupuncture for curing diseases and saving lives, nor a method of practising immortality, but also everything that can control the world. The law of all things."

"Uncle Zhang, this is a bit exaggerated." Shi Chun frowned slightly, and asked in a puzzled way: "Brother-in-law's eight-needle against the sky has always been used to cure illnesses and save people, although it seems to be used to repair immortals, but said It seems that you have passed the rules."

"No, the master's words are not wrong." Ning Ruirui mentioned the objections at this time, because she had seen the situation of using Nitianba in the summer against the anti-celestial nature.

Zhang Mingtuo also said at this time: "You need to know that this is against the sky and the eight needles, and it is against the sky, not the people. Treating the sick and saving the people is only its most basic function, not its original function."

Shi Chun pouted his lips: "Uncle Zhang, did you know this before you asked your brother-in-law to repair the spirit?"

"I don't have that foresight." Zhang Mingtuo shook his head slightly, staring at the summer in the distance, and the scene where the aura was like a tide and it was rolling like a sea. "It's just a little sentiment that these years have only. Tianbazhen may be like this, so let him come here and give it a try."

"Who was the man who hindered the brother-in-law just now?" Shi Chun asked again.

"I don't know." The thin old man looked solemnly and said without worries: "In recent years, I have been in the earth's spiritual veins, and I have been entrusted to the disciples to manage the traditional affairs. There are more and more undercurrents lurking in Zhongnan Mountain, and I don’t know.

Later, the lean old man did not say it.

Ning Ruirui guessed that most of them, this thin old man was a big disciple who doubted him, but there is no evidence, and this time should not be rash, otherwise the whole Zhongnan Mountain may collapse.

On the other side, summer actually felt a little difficult.

But it's no wonder, after all, it is a spiritual vein thousands of miles away. He was only provoked by a silver needle. Although there are eight needles against the sky as a support, his cultivation at this time is indeed a bit low.

"I blame the long-legged girl. If he doesn't **** my skill, this little thing can be done easily." Xia Yu couldn't help but defame Ye Yumei in a few words, "The next time I see her, you must be cruel. You can only teach her by teaching!"

Summer has never been a loser. These thousands of miles of spiritual veins are not under his control, but aroused his victorious heart.

So in the summer, he turned against the sky eight stitches one by one.

"One shot!"

In an instant, thousands of miles of spiritual veins spread out in his mind, forming one by one, and every inch and every strand seemed to be alive. In this very short period of time, since the spirit that is about to be destroyed is saved, at the same time, there are countless fresh auras that are bred into the spirit of the surging tide.

"Two needles die!"

"Three-pin meat bones!"

"Four needles to wash the marrow!"

Then four stitches, the thousands of miles of spiritual veins at the bottom of Zhongnan Mountain were completely violent, and the Wolong began to resist the treatment of summer. He turned back and opened a huge mouth according to the summer, and immediately roared.

"Not good, Lingmai is about to go away!" The thin old man was instantly scared to face, and the whole person was horrified.

You have to know the spirit vein, but there is a spirit, not a dead creature. If it cannot stay in one place, it will escape, and once it escapes, it will never be able to return.