During the period when Chen Dong was refining the Tongshen Pill, the sloppy Daoren, Ji Shengwen, and Zhuo Yizhou were all waiting anxiously.

Zhuo Yizhou borrowed Chen Dong's wishful admiration as usual, supplemented by the help of Xueluo Pill, and successfully broke through the eighth-level grandmaster!

Seeing Ji Shengwen, he was speechless: "Hell, the talent of the little junior brother is really terrifying." ”

The sloppy Taoist said happily: "Of course, can I still be wrong for accepting apprentices?" ”

Ji Shengwen said again: "Master, you are also about to break through the realm of 'Tongshen'. ”

Although no one knows exactly how effective the Tongshen Pill is, since you have decided to give it a try, it is always okay to say something nice.

The sloppy Taoist also said proudly: "I also want to see what kind of power the 'Tongshen' is, I haven't seen a person who has ever seen a 'Tongshen' until now!" ”

At this moment, the door of the house opened, and Chen Dong walked out.

"It worked."

Chen Dong said exhaustedly, his body was crooked, and he almost fell.

The sloppy Taoist and Ji Shengwen hurriedly hugged him.

"It's okay......" Chen Dong waved his hand and said with a smile: "I'm not so fragile!" ”

Then he spread his hands.

There is a ...... in the palm of your hand The pill that doesn't slip into the dark.

In the past, the pills were white, crystal clear, and exuded a rich aroma.

The pill, black as charcoal, exuded a disgusting taste.

"This ...... This is a Tongshen pill?! Ji Shengwen was surprised.

The sloppy Taoist also looked solemn.

Zhuo Yizhou laughed out loud: "Senior Brother Chen, you, a top alchemist, won't be a shoddy ......"

Chen Dong glared at him fiercely, and Zhuo Yizhou quickly shut his mouth.

Chen Dong said: "According to the prescription of the Tongshen Pill, I refined it like this...... Actually, I didn't think it was right either, and I even suspected it was poison. Master, why don't we stop eating? ”

After Chen Dong finished speaking, he wanted to crush the Tongshen Pill.

However, the sloppy Taoist grabbed his wrist.

"Now that I've refined it, I might as well give it a try."

"I've been here for so many years, why not be afraid of a small Tongshen pill?"

"Besides, your master is physically strong, even if it is really poison, it can't poison me!"

The sloppy Taoist said, taking the Tongshen Pill and stuffing it into his mouth.

"Master!"

Chen Dong, Ji Shengwen, and Zhuo Yizhou shouted together.

But it was too late.

The sloppy Taoist had already swallowed the Tongshen Pill into his stomach.

The sloppy Taoist immediately sat down cross-legged, as if waiting to absorb the Tongshen Pill.

Any medicine that helps cultivation will explode with a surge of energy when it enters the abdomen, and what to do at this time is to quickly dissolve, absorb, digest, and guide.

There was no turning back from the bow.

Since the sloppy Taoist had eaten it, the three apprentices could only look at him with blank eyes.

The sloppy Taoist closed his eyes and carefully felt the energy in his belly.

The three apprentices were also very nervous.

Soon, the scruffy man's brow furrowed, and his mouth made a "hissing" sound, which seemed to be in great pain.

"Master, how are you?" Chen Dong was undoubtedly more nervous, after all, the Tongshen Pill was refined by him.

"Master......"

As soon as Ji Shengwen wanted to say something, he saw a sloppy Taoist suddenly "poof", spurting out a large mouthful of swarthy blood and splashing it on the ground.

"Master!"

The three apprentices were all panicked, and hurriedly stepped forward to support the sloppy Taoist.

However, the sloppy Taoist shook his head and motioned for them not to come.

"Poof—"

The scruffy Taoist spat out another mouthful of swarthy blood.

The three apprentices were even more panicked.

"Senior Brother Chen, what's going on?" Ji Shengwen asked nervously.

"I don't know......"

Before Chen Dong finished speaking, he saw the sloppy Taoist spit out a mouthful of swarthy blood again.

It's the third time!

Chen Dong couldn't stand it anymore, and was ready to go up and take the pulse of the sloppy Taoist.

In the end, it is the descendant of the King of Medicine, and after a long time, he will see some simple diseases.

He wanted to find out if the sloppy Taoist had been poisoned.

If you are poisoned, you should be treated immediately.

But at this moment, the sloppy Taoist suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood again.

This blood is darker, stickier, and thicker than before!

And the amount is large, one bite can top ten mouthfuls.

In front of the sloppy Taoist, it almost flowed into a black river.

Then, as soon as the sloppy Taoist body was crooked, the whole person fell to the ground.

"Master!"

The three apprentices pounced together.

Some of them went to hold Master's arm, some to help Master's head, and some to probe Master's breathing.

They were in a hurry, and after a while, they were horrified to find ......

The sloppy Taoist seems to be dead.

The three apprentices were all dumbfounded, looking at the sloppy Taoist who didn't move in disbelief.

"No...... It's impossible......" Chen Dong said tremblingly: "With Master's physique, even if he is poisoned in a small amount, he can completely withstand ......"

"And what if it's poisonous?" Ji Shengwen asked tremblingly.

"......" Chen Dong couldn't answer.

In fact, there were indeed a few flavors of poison in the raw materials used to refine the Tongshen Pill......

But it's not so toxic!

"You return my master!"

Zhuo Yizhou suddenly broke out, pounced in front of Chen Dong, and smashed Chen Dong in the face with a hard punch.

Chen Dong was completely unprepared and unprepared.

This punch directly knocked him out and fell to the ground with a "bang".

"You return my master!"

Zhuo Yizhou's eyes were red, and he pounced on Chen Dong again, smashing Chen Dong's face with a "bang".

Chen Dong did not fight back and did not resist.

Not even protection.

Let Zhuo Yizhou's fist smash his face.

"Enough!"

Ji Shengwen suddenly shouted and pulled Zhuo Yizhou away.

"You figured it out!" Ji Shengwen scolded fiercely: "Chen Dong doesn't want to be like this!" ”

"Master is dead, and you are still protecting Chen Dong!" Zhuo Yizhou roared.

"I really don't blame him!" Ji Shengwen's eyes were red, and there were tears in his eyes.

Zhuo Yizhou stomped his feet and ran towards the sloppy Taoist.

"Master!"

Zhuo Yizhou pounced on the sloppy Taoist, crying and shouting.

Ji Shengwen also knelt beside the sloppy Taoist and cried.

Chen Dong was lying on the ground, his head twisted towards the sloppy Taoist, still unable to believe that this was true.

He was punched more than ten times by Zhuo Yizhou, and his nose was bloodied.

But he didn't seem to feel the pain, just stared blankly at the sloppy Taoist.

Why?

Why?

Why is this happening......

Ji Shengwen and Zhuo Yizhou shouted for a long time, but the sloppy Taoist still didn't wake up.

Zhuo's father and Zhuo's mother invited the best doctor in Weishui City, and they still issued a death notice.

Dead, really dead.

The people in the courtyard came and went, and came and went.

Chen Dong was still lying on the ground, tears already staining his face.

……

Shangjing, the Holy Palace.

Columns of Holy Guards crisscrossed the country, patrolling visible and invisible.

They form the strongest defense line of the Holy Palace, and no outsider will want to break in!

Song Weiguo was among them.

As the captain of the third team, he is conscientious and dedicated, and has won the title of "Best Guard" for several consecutive years, and Yan Sheng and Hou Jimo are full of praise for him.

Just today, after Song Weiguo received a phone call, he hurried to the door of a side hall.

"Master Hou......" Song Weiguo said softly.

Hou Jimo shouted at him, turned his head to see that he didn't disturb Yan Sheng, and then pulled Song Weiguo to the side.

"What's the matter, in a hurry?"

"Master Hou, I have to ask for leave."

"What's going on?"

"My Master...... Probably not! ”

Song Weiguo said this sentence with great pain.

He received a call from Ji Shengwen just now, and he couldn't believe this fact at all.

No matter how sad Ji Shengwen cried, Song Weiguo was incredible.

How is it possible, the sloppy Taoist is one step away from "channeling"!

How could such a person die?

In his heart, there is no other way for a sloppy Taoist to die than die of old age and illness!

After confirming it again and again, Song Weiguo decided to take a look for himself.

Hearing is false, seeing is believing.

He still didn't believe that Master was dead.

Hou Jimo said strangely, "Who is your master?" Why haven't I heard that you have a Master? ”

Song Weiguo said helplessly: "Of course I have a master, otherwise how did I get this kung fu?" Master Hou, my master's name is unknown, just a rural villager, don't ask, just grant me leave! ”

Hou Jimo sighed and said, "The guards of the Holy Palace, a radish and a pit, there is no one to do for you when you leave...... Well, grant you a day off, try to go early and come back early! ”

"Master Xie!"

Song Weiguo turned around and hurriedly walked away.

Hou Jimo returned to the side hall.

"What's going on?" Yan Sheng was reviewing the official document and said without raising his head.

"Back to the saint, it is Song Weiguo who asks for leave." Hou Jimo was respectful.

"Oh? What happened to him? "Yan Sheng is interested.

Song Weiguo rarely asks for leave, and he can be called the most famous model worker in the Holy Palace, almost rain or shine for 365 days a year.

"Back to the saint, he said that his master was no longer good...... Maybe I'll have to go back to mourning, I gave him a day off. ”

"Master died, how can one day of vacation be enough......"

Yan Sheng shook his head slightly, obviously not very satisfied with Hou Jimo's approach.

"If it's not enough, it won't work......" Hou Jimo sighed and said, "The Holy Guards of the Holy Palace, no one can do without them...... It's okay to walk for a while, but it's absolutely not okay to walk for a day, and the bereavement leave of the Holy Guard has always been a day. ”

Yan Sheng didn't speak anymore and continued to review the official documents.

When it comes to the security of the Holy Palace, Hou Jimo is more professional.

Hou Jimo said to himself: "I don't know who Song Weiguo's master is, I have never heard him say it before......"

"You don't know?" Yan Sheng laughed: "I know it all. ”

Hou Jimo looked surprised: "Who is it?" ”

"Sloppy Taoist."

After saying these four words, Yan Sheng continued to lower his head and work.

"I see...... The saint is powerful, and he doesn't leave the palace, but he knows the things in the world......"

Hou Jimo wasted no time in patting the horse's ass, and also gave Yansheng a thumbs up.

But as he spoke, he suddenly froze.

Because he remembered the night when Cui Minggui held a full moon banquet.

Who sent the sloppy Taoist out of Shangjing is obviously eyebrow now.