After experiencing several consecutive wars, Qingtian Village was filled with sorrow and fog, and everyone's hearts were covered with an undispelled haze. After all, they all knew that those profit-oriented opponents would definitely not let them go!

Originally, everyone thought that Lan Ying could bring back a new village leader with great strength this time, but when the facts were in front of them, they realized how innocent this idea was.

A village leader at the peak of the Sixth Level of Forging Spirit is really weak and pitiful.

Xiao Shun also knew that he was going to fight at this time to make a clear stand, so he said loudly: "Don't worry, although the lord of this village has a weaker cultivation, as long as he has a breath, he will definitely fight with you until the end!"

Seeing that he was not afraid of danger, Niu Bo praised him very much, and he did not want to implicate such a great young man because of this matter, so he spoke to him.

"Young man, I believe you should also know the situation facing our Qingtian Village. We don't want to implicate you. You may be able to ensure your life is worry-free if you leave now. If you continue to stay here, you will end up with the same fate as us!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Shun smiled slightly: "Haha, what's going on with Bo Niu? As the leader of the village, how can I ignore you now!"

As he spoke, he took out a small white porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it to Lan Ying beside him: "Divide the things inside!"

Lan Ying took the small porcelain bottle and took a look, her face full of suspicion.

"Zhouzhu, what is this?"

As she said that, she opened the bottle cap on her own, and a smell of medicine suddenly came to her nose.

The medicine fragrance was very rich, and it filled the Martyrs' Hall in less than a moment.

Smelling the fragrance of medicine, the old drunkard's eyes flashed and three words blurted out.

"Restore Pill!"

The next moment, the Martyrs Hall was silent.

Everyone's eyes were all looking at the porcelain bottle in Lan Ying's hand.

As we all know, almost all the elixirs from the Hunyuan Continent are in the hands of the medical country. Only they have the right to refine and sell them, which makes the elixirs in the cultivation world extremely expensive. Not to mention casual cultivators, even those small sects in the capital city will be more difficult to get one.

However, Xiao Shun was so generous at this time that he took a bottle of recovery pills directly, which was shocking and inexplicable!

Skipping Lan Ying, Xiao Shun smiled and urged, "What are you doing when you are standing there? Hurry up and send the pills first. I'll count how much is missing later. I can also start the furnace and refine the pills immediately!"

This sentence is almost shocking.

Open the furnace to refine alchemy?

This person can actually refine alchemy?

Everyone stared at Xiao Shun, looking at him with disbelief.

Good guy, this new village leader is probably a man from the country, right?

But don’t the people in the country of Medicine come to the country rarely go out, how could they come to an inconspicuous place like the Yunlan Mountains and become a village leader here!

With a heart full of doubts, Lan Ying mobilized the recovery pill in her hand, and a total of 43 people got the pill.

If the forty-three recovery pills were exchanged for the spirit stones, it would definitely be a huge sum of money. I didn't expect that the village leader would take such a generous move.

Lan Ying returned the empty bottle to Xiao Shun, and his attitude became extremely respectful: "Master, there are still thirty people left without the pills!"

Xiao Shun nodded: "I understand, take me to see your father first, and I'm refining an alchemy later!"

Lan Ying did not dare to be negligent at all, and immediately walked towards the second floor of the Martyrs Hall with the wealthy and powerful camp leader.

The first floor is too crowded, but the second floor seems much empty. One by one, the spiritual seats are placed on four walls. A thin figure is sitting cross-legged in the center. This person is the former leader of Qingtian Village, Lan Changhe!

Lan Changhe's condition at this time looked very bad, and the vital energy in his body was extremely disordered. This is a unique sign after the damage to the Dantian.

Seeing Xiao Shun looking at his father motionlessly, Lan Ying said with a sad look: "My father used one person to fight against the attacks of the three camp leaders, and thus was injured in Dantian!"

At this moment, Lan Changhe slowly opened his eyes and called out weakly.

"Feng'er?"

Lan Ying quickly stepped forward and asked with concern: "Dad, is your daughter here? Are you feeling better?"

Upon hearing this, Lan Changhe couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Haha, it's so easy to recover if you hurt your dantian. Even after you have completely recovered, my cultivation will plummet!"

As for this, he paused slightly, looked up at Xiao Shun beside him, a trace of loss flashed in his eyes, but he asked calmly.

"I guess this is the new leader of our village, right?"

Lan Ying replied: "Yes, this is Xiao Shun, and from now on, we will be our camp leader!"

"It seems that God is going to destroy my Qingtian Village!"

Lan Changhe couldn't help but sigh, and then spoke to Xiao Shun: "Young man, this is not a good place, you'd better leave quickly!"

He is an open and honest person and does not want to implicate an innocent person because of the village affairs, so he reminds him.

At the beginning, Lan Changhe was very impressed that his daughter could find a strong new village lord from the camp lord conference, but the last person who was waiting for was a person with low cultivation like Xiao Shun, and he was really annoyed.

Seeing that his father had a misunderstanding, Lan Ying immediately wanted to tell what happened on the first floor: "Dad, the leader of the village is not an ordinary person, he just now..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Xiao Shun waved his hand to cut it off.

Immediately afterwards, he smiled from Lan Changhe: "Old Master, since I dare to come to this place, I will be confident that I can solve all the troubles. You don't have to continue persuading me. Let me deal with your injuries first!"

Before Lan Changhe could react, he saw a silver needle flipping through the faint light sinking into his body.

Suddenly, his originally restless vital energy became quiet and slowly gathered into his dantian.

Feeling the amazing changes in his body, Lan Changhe couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

"This, this is..."

Xiao Shun waved his hand: "The old master of the village is calm, wait until I want to stabilize the injuries in your dantian, and then let's discuss it carefully!"

While speaking, he sent out two silver needles again and pierced them into Lan Changhe's heavy dantian, helping the other party to treat his injuries.

Damage and breakage of the dantian are completely different. After all, the former can be conditioned through acupuncture or elixirs. As for the latter, the injured person needs to have a strong will in order to have the opportunity to recover.
Chapter completed!