Chapter 82
: Planning
The person who came was Chen Xiaonan. Seeing that the Taoist temple had become a ruin, he didn't know what was going on.
"Who are you, and who asked you to do this?"
Chen Xiaonan swept at everyone with an angry look on his face.
The spiritual spring in the Taoist temple is the foundation of his cultivation, so there is no need to say much about the importance. If it is really destroyed, the loss will be great!
Therefore, how could he not be angry!
"Chen... Chen Xiaonan, you offended our boss Zhao and dared to be so arrogant. You are looking for death!"
A big man said in a trembling voice.
Chen Xiaonan's reputation is well-known, especially in Taoyuan that day, they had more than 100 people, and they were hit by three people. They will never forget this shadow in their lifetime!
However, they never thought that Chen Xiaonan shouldn’t be still in the village committee at this time, and why did he come here?
“Boss Zhao?
Are you Zhao Datou’s people?"
Chen Xiaonan suddenly realized that no wonder these people looked familiar, but they turned out to be Zhao Datou's terror.
"Okay, Zhao Datou, I didn't settle the score with you. You dare to send someone to smash my Taoist temple. Do you really think that Chen Xiaonan is a soft persimmon? If you want to, just pinch it! I've recorded this grudge!"
Chen Xiaonan gritted his teeth and thought to himself.
"Yes, Chen Xiaonan, if you are tactful, leave quickly, otherwise... or don't blame us for being rude!"
The big man shook the iron stick in his hand, as if he had found some sense of security, and shouted with a harsh look on his face.
"You're welcome?
Humph, you have smashed my Taoist temple, and you are still not polite to me?
OK, I want to see, why are you so unceremonious!”
Chen Xiaonan snorted coldly, and after saying that, he rushed directly to the big man, grabbed his collar, and threw him into the air amid the terror of the big man.
Then, he raised his leg and kicked his lower abdomen while the man fell.
"ah!"
The man's face changed and he suddenly turned red like a pig's trotter, extremely ugly.
Feeling the scorching pain in his abdomen, he was so painful that he was about to faint.
Seeing this, the other big men's faces changed. They subconsciously took a step back and their bodies began to tremble.
They didn't expect that Chen Xiaonan was so fierce, more powerful than what he saw in Taoyuan that day!
They were already afraid of Chen Xiaonan, but now they wanted to throw down what they were in their hands and turn around and run away.
"Ahem, Chen Xiaonan, you dare to beat me, brothers, I will fight him! We were drugged last time, but I don't believe it this time. We have so many people, but we can't beat him!"
At this time, the bald man struggled to get up from the ruins, shouted loudly, and after that, he rushed towards Chen Xiaonan with an iron stick.
"Brothers, come on!"
Seeing this, the other big men gritted their teeth and rushed forward with the guy.
"Hmph, it's coming!"
Chen Xiaonan's face did not change at all, and he snorted coldly. He wanted to teach these people a lesson, but they rushed over and saved himself some trouble.
Immediately, he retreated with his right foot, stood firm, and responded to more than a dozen big men with bare hands.
Soon, the big men rushed forward viciously.
However, bang bang bang bang bang bang...
A series of muffled sounds from punches to flesh came, and these big men misjudged the situation again. Although they were all in strength at this moment, they were still far from Chen Xiaonan's opponent.
In less than three minutes, everyone fell at Chen Xiaonan's feet, covering her stomach, next door, and her calves... kept wailing.
"Ah! It hurts so much, my legs are broken... it's broken!"
"My mother, it hurts me so much!"
"This kid is too strong, it hurts so much!"
Looking at the awesomeness everywhere, Chen Xiaonan patted the dust on his clothes. He was too angry just now and attacked more than defense, so he accidentally got punched, but he was not injured.
After all, when I was in prison, there were many such fights, and those prisoners were much more powerful than these gangsters. It would be really easy to teach them a lesson.
"Let me listen to me, go back and tell Zhao Datou that he smashed my Taoist temple. It's not over! Let him wash his neck and wait. Soon, I will come to settle the score with him!"
Chen Xiaonan glanced at everyone and said coldly:
"Don't get out!"
"Yes, yes, let's get out, let's get out!"
At the moment, the big man didn't dare to let go of a single fart. With the help of his younger brother, the guy didn't want it anymore and ran down the mountain in shame, as if he was worried that he would be swallowed by the demon Chen Xiaonan for a while.
After driving everyone away, Chen Xiaonan looked at the Taoist temple, frowned, and stepped forward to check carefully.
"Huh! Fortunately, although the Taoist temple is gone, the stone statue is not damaged, and the spiritual spring below should be fine."
Seeing that the statue was safe and sound, Chen Xiaonan breathed a sigh of relief, then removed the wood and rubble on the statue, and it took a while before it was cleaned up.
Then, he pushed away the statue and saw that the spirit spring was still rising out, and his heart was completely relieved.
He held another handful of spiritual spring, poured it into his mouth, tasted it, felt the magnificent spiritual energy contained in it, and his arrogance calmed down.
"It's good that the Taoist temple is gone. It's all about to be rebuilt anyway. However, the date of reconstruction should be advanced. I'll find someone to build a house tomorrow!"
After going to a bucket of spiritual springs, Chen Xiaonan returned to his position, glanced at the ruins, and thought to himself.
Now, he still has hundreds of thousands of dollars on him, so he can still build a better place. And after the auction begins for a while, he can make a big profit, and it will not be too late to expand it.
Thinking of this, Chen Xiaonan carried the spiritual spring to the Fengyang grass planting site and continued to cultivate Fengyang grass.
The newly born Fengyang grass has emerged and is growing very vigorously. It can be seen that its cultivation method is effective.
Logically, if you want to harvest more Fengyang grass, you should collect Fengyang grass seeds and open up a planting area to plant.
However, he did not do this because it requires consuming the Spirit Spring, but the Spirit Spring is not inexhaustible.
To be honest, he didn't know how many spiritual springs there were under the Taoist temple.
He only knew that this spiritual spring was hard to come by and would be used up sooner or later. If it was overused and used for money, it would be simply picking up sesame seeds and throwing watermelons, which was not cost-effective.
Moreover, brewing Fengyang wine also requires consuming his spiritual power. His current realm is still low, and it is not suitable for large-scale consumption in terms of time and skill.
Because, realm is the foundation!
As long as the realm is high, the lifespan of a practitioner can not only be greatly extended, but also has many magical magic. At that time, as long as you move your fingers, you will have countless gold, silver and treasures. Are you afraid of losing money?
Besides, it’s enough money, so much is needed, and it’s just a pile of waste paper when it’s put there.
This may be useful to others, but it is not very useful to yourself.
These thoughts flashed through Chen Xiaonan's mind. Soon, he had cultivated Fengyang grass with ease, got up and went home...
At this time, in a villa.
Zhao Datou was discussing with Zhao Xiaoyan about dealing with Chen Xiaonan and regaining Taoyuan's next plan. At this time, suddenly a group of blue-faced people broke in.
"Boss, it's not good! It's not good!"
Zhao Datou was shocked, and saw the faces of these people clearly before he recovered:
"What's wrong with you? Didn't you ask you to smash a broken Taoist temple?
Why did you make this happen?"
"Boss, we smashed the Taoist temple as you told me, but when we were about to leave, we suddenly ran into Chen Xiaonan, he... he injured us! Boss, you must make the decision for us!"
The bald man said pitifully.
"It's Chen Xiaonan again. Didn't he stay in the village committee? Why did he run to the Taoist temple again? Damn it!"
Zhao Datou was furious.
"By the way, the boss, he said... and said..." The bald man looked up and looked at Zhao Datou carefully.
Chapter completed!