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Chapter 672 I'm talking about you, nonsense!(2/2)

"Xu Shishou, the problem has been found."

"Oh?" Xu Shangrong was overjoyed and said hurriedly.

"Master Zhou is a real god!"

"Tell me quickly, what's going on!"

Master Zhou stroked his beard, raised his chin, and said proudly.

"It's not a big deal."

"It's just that the vitality of this ten thousand-year-old pine has been plundered!"

Master Zhou's words changed his face.

Pillage vitality, damn, can vitality also be plundered?

"What is plundering life? Please ask Master Zhou to solve our doubts!" ​​Xu Shangrong hurriedly said respectfully.

Master Zhou turned around, held his hands with one hand, pointed at the hanging coffin with the other hand, and said loudly.

"Please look at Xu Shishou, this ten thousand-year-old pine is surrounded by a hanging coffin."

"What is the hanging coffin? It is the place where the corpse is buried, and the place where the dead energy gathers."

"No matter how strong the vitality of ten thousand-year-old pine is, how can we withstand the years of absorption of these hundreds of hanging coffins?"

"It is inevitable to die!"

Hanging coffin, dead energy?

When Xu Shangrong heard this, his face changed suddenly and his brows frowned.

He didn't expect that the reason why the Wannian Pine died was because of the hanging coffin. What should I do?

Could it be that in order to save Wanniansong, all the hanging coffins were removed?

In this way, the Longhu Mountain Scenic Area will be abandoned.

He can't afford any economic or cultural losses!

"Master Zhou, you also know that the hanging coffin of Longhu Mountain has a long history and extremely high cultural value."

"On the basis of not moving and hanging coffin, can there be a way to cure the ten thousand-year-old pine?"

Xu Shangrong asked nervously when he was in his throat.

Master Zhou stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"If it is an ordinary person, perhaps he can only treat the Wannian Pine by removing the hanging coffin."

"However, Zhou doesn't need to do this."

"Just use a little means to separate the hanging coffin from the Wannian Pine to restore vitality!"

When Xu Shangrong heard this, he was overjoyed and said hurriedly to Master Zhou.

"Please also ask Master Zhou to display his magical powers!"

Master Zhou smiled proudly, then his eyes sterned and landed on the hanging coffin in the distance.

Then, the true energy in the whole body was swelling, and there were words in his mouth, and a series of complex magic tricks were drawn on his chest.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew on the top of the mountain, which surprised and delighted Xu Shangrong.

The wind blew on the ground!

God is a true God is Master Zhou!

This ten thousand-year-old pine is saved!

Seeing this, Xu Liangying was depressed and almost cried while grinning.

He didn't expect that Master Zhou could summon wind and rain this time, which is really capable.

Could it be that Master Chen will not come to save Wannian Songyuan?

"Master Chen, what Master Zhou said is right?"

With a hint of fantasy in despair, Xu Liangying asked nervously at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was stunned, then shook his head and said sarcastically.

"What's right, it's nonsense!"

"What?" Xu Liangying was stunned, as if she didn't hear clearly, and subconsciously asked again.

Chen Feng frowned and raised his voice.

"I said, Master Zhou is talking nonsense!"

Everyone present heard Chen Feng's voice raising up.

Swish!

Suddenly, all eyes looked at Chen Feng.

Even Master Zhou stopped doing things, his face turned gloomy, he suddenly looked at Chen Feng, and said coldly.

"Young man, what did you say?"

Chen Feng shrugged, looked directly at Master Zhou, without retreating, and said lightly with his hands behind his back.

"Didn't hear it clearly? Then I'll say it again."

"I'll tell you..." Chen Feng suddenly raised his hand, pointed at Master Zhou, and spit out four words.

"All nonsense!"

Swish!
Chapter completed!
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