Chapter 1099: Support from the Qing Sect

"Brother, Brother!"

The disciples of Qing Sect were all panicked.

Qinghe said disdainfully: "You stupid villagers, see, these rubbish believe whatever they say, and don't think carefully? How can these stupid guys save you?"

"You!"

Qinghe's words instantly angered the villagers again. They scolded the villagers at every turn, so they didn't have a good temper.

But there was nothing they could do. Even the people of Qing Sect were not Qinghe's opponents, and they didn't dare to go up.

After being scolded, they dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak.

Xueying stroked his forehead and shook his head. He was really impressed by Qinghe. No one else could attract hatred everywhere except him.

Qinghe saw Xueying's helpless look and winked at him, looking quite proud.

"I am in the Tribulation Realm, I can do whatever I want, how dare these mortals lose their temper with me?"

It's not that Qinghe is poisonous, it's because they are incompetent.

So, although they were angry, they didn't dare to do anything to the two.

The village chief coughed a few more times, and then said awkwardly: "My lords, I apologize to you on behalf of the villagers, please don't mind. Ahem."

"That's enough." Xueying also felt that it was enough, and didn't want Qinghe to make a fuss anymore, so he said: "Let's talk about how to treat you."

"Great, thank you sir."

At this time, the village chief no longer dared to treat the two as ordinary woodcutters.

"Tsk, if it weren't for those bastards, we might have started to treat you a long time ago." Qinghe muttered.

"Yes, yes." The village chief quickly apologized.

"Well, let's leave it at that." Xueying didn't want Qinghe to continue talking, and looked at Qinghe again, saying: "Do you see what's wrong here?"

"I saw the death aura, all coming out of the ancient well, there must be something inside." Qinghe pointed at the ancient well and said.

"That's right."

Hearing what the two said, the village chief became a little nervous and asked, "Two adults, is there really something in our ancient well?"

"Yes." Xueying asked again, "When did this phenomenon start to happen? And before that, did anyone from outside the village enter?"

"This..."

The village chief thought about it carefully, and then looked at the people from the Qingmen Sect on the side, and whispered, "To be honest, there is no one else except the disciples of the Qingmen Sect, and this happened here not long after the Qingmen Sect came."

"Do you think it's possible that they did it?" Xueying asked.

"This..." The village chief frowned, thought about it, and said, "The Qingmen Sect came to our village and said they wanted to accept disciples, and then hoped that we would donate the land of this village and let us live somewhere else. But we don't agree, maybe there is still a slight possibility."

The village chief was not sure, after all, if the Qingmen Sect was wronged, their village would not be able to escape.

"Ah, why do they want to occupy your land?"

"We don't know the details, we refused at that time." The village chief said helplessly: "After all, this is where our ancestors lived for generations."

"Well, I understand. Anyway, you can't drink the water from this ancient well anymore. In addition, I will make some pills and give them to you on the spot, which can break the plague in your body."

"Really?" The village chief widened his eyes, feeling that this was too amazing.

"Of course." Xueying said disdainfully: "This is indeed a serious matter for you, but it's nothing in front of me."

Xueying was a little proud, but when he thought that the level of these pills was too low and he didn't have any relevant materials on him, he frowned and said: "It's just that it takes some time to get the materials."

"How long will it take?"

"I'll let Qinghe do it, I believe it will be done soon."

These materials are not high-end materials, they can be obtained in pharmacies or auction houses.

After getting them, he started to make pills, and he calculated that it would take less than a day.

"Okay." The village chief was very happy when he heard this, and said, "Sir, if you need anything, please tell us."

"Then, you gather all the people here."

"Okay."

At this moment, a villager suddenly stood up.

"Village chief, if the water here is not drinkable, what should we do with water?"

"Yes, village chief!"

If we want to carry water, we have to run dozens of miles away, which is too far.

Besides, everyone is sick now and can't go out at all.

"Qinghe, you go to do the work first, and leave this to me." Xueying said to Qinghe.

"Okay." Qinghe nodded and flew away.

They were shocked to see Qinghe walking in the air.

"This, this is at least a strong man in the Nascent Soul Realm."

Especially Xie Yue of the Qing Sect, and those disciples, after seeing it, all widened their eyes and were full of fear.

"It's over, it's over." Xie Yue felt that his eyes went black and he fainted.

Not long after he fainted, a large group of people came to the village.

They were from the Qing Sect, and the leader was the sect master Ye Qingwu, a cultivator who had reached the foundation-building stage.

"Master."

The disciples were delighted when they saw the sect master coming.

But when they thought of Qinghe's strength, they wilted again.

"Hmph!"

Ye Qingwu saw that his disciple Xie Yue seemed to have fainted, and then he looked at those disciples, who were obviously beaten.

Suddenly, he cast a piercing look at Xueying and the village chief.

"Did you harm my disciple?" Ye Qingwu stared at Xueying with a very cold look.

He had learned from his subordinates that something had happened in the village, and two strangers appeared. One of them was super good at fighting and beat all the people he sent.

So, in order to make things go smoothly, Ye Qingwu had to personally lead the disciples of the sect to kill them in a mighty manner.

He just wanted to settle accounts with Qinghe and Xueying, and take down the entire village.

"Master."

The disciples were shocked when they saw Ye Qingwu being so rude to Xueying.

You know, Xueying can even call Qinghe, so Xueying is either as powerful as Qinghe, or has a special identity.

However, his own sect leader actually offended this big guy. Isn't this like an old man eating arsenic and thinking that his life is too long?

"No need to say more." Ye Qingwu stretched out his hand to stop several disciples who were about to speak, and scolded: "You are useless. You can't even do something when I ask you to do it. What's the point of keeping you?"

The disciples widened their eyes, a little unbelievable.

Is this a waste? Is the other party too strong? However, Ye Qingwu did not give them any extra explanations, but said to the disciples behind him: "Come on, take him down for me."

"Yes!"