Mu Hanyan's heart moved. She had heard of the method of building a foundation with high-quality jade to nourish medicinal herbs, but it was said by a hermit master when she was promoted to the holy rank, and most people don't know it. This way. Why does Ling Baobao know such a profound method
Looking carefully at the Qianjin dill plant, although the herb looked drooping on the surface, Mu Hanyan could vaguely feel the surging air of heaven and earth inside the herb.
It seems that Ling Baobao didn't lie, the method he taught the old man was not wrong, but he didn't know what went wrong. A plant of Qianjin radish is half dead, just like a person who has eaten too much tonic.
"From your point of view, this old man framed you. You built the jade stone platform yourself, and you collected the dew from the sky in the first few days. The old man asked you when he found out that something was wrong, but what did you use? The ups and downs, the ups and downs of things come to prevaricate, but you ran away while the old man was not paying attention, why did you run away because of a guilty conscience?" The old man was so angry that his beard trembled, he pointed at Ling Baobao and asked loudly.
Hearing what the old man said, Baby Ling was speechless.
"You said that I didn't get the point of my cultivation, that the meridians had hidden dangers, and you also said that in addition to the known meridians, there are also hidden meridians in the human body. As long as the hidden meridians are opened, not only can the hidden dangers be resolved, but also the cultivation level can be improved. In the future His achievements are even more limitless. I was also deluded by ghosts, and actually believed your words, thinking about opening up some hidden veins, but ended up going crazy, and almost ruined my family in order to heal my wounds. It will be hard not to tear you apart today Eliminate the hatred in my heart." Then, a big man jumped out, roaring with flaming eyes.
Mu Hanyan's heart was shocked again. Many holy masters could not prove the existence of hidden veins, and ordinary swordsmen even listened to it as a joke, but she not only knew that there were hidden veins in the human body, but even opened one. .
What is the origin of this baby Ling? How could he know so many things
"You really have hidden veins. I didn't know that your aptitude is so poor. Can you blame me?" Ling Baobao was even more aggrieved.
Mu Hanyan shook her head. Speaking of which, the big man really misunderstood Baby Ling, but he also had to blame himself, the hidden vein, can anyone get through it? Even if Ling Baobao had good intentions, he might end up hurting others and making people come to his door, and he deserved it.
"How dare you bite back, I'll kill you." The big man was furious, and he stretched out his hand to draw his sword.
"Wait, what kind of cheating did he do? It's not too late to do it after you finish speaking. As long as what you say is true, I will help you get justice." Mu Hanyan waved his hand, and the big man was surrounded by frost. Dance in the snow. Mu Hanyan wanted to know what else Ling Baobao had done, and now she was very curious about Ling Baobao's origin.
"Great swordsman!" The big man was startled, and let go of his fingers holding the sword.
He is an eighth-rank swordsman, and he has the capital to dominate in front of others, but he dare not be arrogant in front of great swordsmen.
"He said that my old mother's Yintang is dark and the sky has no gods, and her birthday is the year of Tai Sui. Within a year, there will be bloody disasters. Using the seven-star life extension technique can turn evil into good luck. I heard what he said so logically, I thought it was true. The unbelievable astrologer gave him a large sum of money to perform some kind of seven-star life extension technique. As a result, when the technique was performed, lightning flashed and thunder shook the mountain, scaring my mother to faint on the spot, and she was in a trance for a whole year.
I searched for doctors and medicines everywhere, and spent more than a hundred thousand taels of silver to cure my old lady. Fortunately, my old lady is fine, otherwise killing you would not be enough to vent my hatred. "Another middle-aged man in rich clothes said tearfully, he seemed to be a dutiful son.