Chapter 823

Zheng Feiyue asked people to take the dark pill to Lao Qi. It was not the test product he tampered with, but the healing medicine mixed with the power of the elixir.

First, there are a hundred bottles of Tianmo pills, and then there are pills containing the power of Xiandan. The expenditure is not large.

In terms of the urine of evil capitalists, the investment needs to be doubled, even ten times or a hundred times back. Zheng Feiyue is no exception, so he is no longer satisfied with the old seven, but has an eye on the Ming wangzong.

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Ming king hall.

The Lord of the Ming Dynasty was sitting on the first seat, and his anger was still lingering.

Old eight is also there. This guy with a weak head is not as heartless as his second brother. He feels sorry and secretly runs to the patriarch to beg for mercy.

"Brother, do you want to drive Lao Qi away?"

Old eight is straightforward and won't beat around the bush.

Lord Ming Wang said in a deep voice, "the fourth came and the third came. Now you're here again. It seems that the popularity of the seventh is not as bad as I thought. You care about him."

Old eight didn't recognize the dangerous taste of this sentence. He scratched his head and said, "like my second brother, I hate old seven very much, but old seven has been like this... You can't fall into a well."

The Ming King's master's mouth made an arc. He didn't know whether to laugh or ridicule. He said faintly, "I won't drive Lao Qi out of the sect door. Since he can't even see the medicine garden well, go to the back mountain to guard the tomb."

"Guarding the tomb?"

The old man looked shocked.

There is a big tomb at the back of Mingwang mountain. There are powerful people who have fallen from the past dynasties. Because the dead are too powerful, there are also many visions after death.

For a long time, the big tomb has a tendency to secede from the original world and claim to be a small space.

In other words, it is a place isolated from the world. There is nothing but tombstones, not even insects, even more than prison.

Big brother wants old seven to guard the tomb

Old eight had a chill in his heart. He might as well drive people out of the sect. At least he has freedom. Anyway, under his transposition thinking, he would rather be driven out of the sect.

"How's old seven's injury?"

Lord Ming Wang suddenly asked.

Old eight smelled the speech and sighed: "the flesh can't be saved. The third brother is trying to find a better flesh for him, and his cultivation will drop sharply."

The patriarch nodded.

A person who is going to guard the tomb doesn't matter whether his cultivation is high or low.

Old eight secretly looked at the patriarch's expression and didn't see any worry. He was only as calm as ever and became more depressed.

He didn't dare to say anything. He said goodbye to the patriarch and went back to his palace listlessly. He ran into an elder with a black box in his hand and hurried to the old five element palace.

"What are you holding in your hand?"

Old eight asked.

The elder was the elder who helped Lao Qi look after the injury. He heard the speech and said, "the following disciples found a folk prescription from the outside. I'll make a pill and give it to elder Qi."

"Folk prescription?"

Old eight shook his head after hearing this. Even these great friars couldn't help it. The folk prescription obtained from the disciples below had a fart effect.

But he didn't say anything. He went back to the palace with his hands on his back.

A sleepless night.

Early in the morning, someone shouted outside, "the seven elders are alive! Go and live!"

Old eight opened his eyes and thought of the folk prescription for the first time. He immediately rushed out and came to old five's palace. He found that it was full of people. In addition to his eldest brother, several brothers arrived.

"Old seven is alive?"

Old eight squeezed through the crowd, looked at old seven on the bed, stretched out his hand to explore his pulse, and the joy of climbing the top of his eyebrows suddenly disappeared, but became more gloomy.

Although the body is preserved, the cultivation is not there. What's the difference between this and death?

He grabbed the elder yesterday and said angrily, "where did you get the shit folk prescription?"

The elder wanted to cry without tears: "it's lucky that the folk folk prescription can keep the body of the seven elders. Where can it really recover as before? Isn't it an immortal prescription?"

Old eight felt justified, let go of each other's skirts, and said in frustration, "what I said is that it is the best result to keep the original body."

Old five has been taking care of old seven. He found his eyelashes trembling and hurriedly said, "old seven is going to wake up."

Old seven really woke up soon.

The pill given by Zheng Feiyue was mixed with the power of a fairy pill. Although he did not order Lao Qi to recover to the peak, he quietly repaired the trauma in his body, and people will naturally wake up.

"Old seven, how do you feel?" old five asked with concern.

Old seven opened his eyes and saw a group of brothers around him. Whether it was true or false, he showed concern at the moment. The most annoying old eight even had some guilt.

He didn't know whether to cry or laugh. He mobilized his divine consciousness to turn around and said in surprise: "what medicine did you give me, but I survived..."

"There was nothing I could do. Zhang Jing got a folk prescription from somewhere. I thought of a dead horse as a living horse doctor, so I used it for you. I didn't expect it to be useful. I saved my body, but I didn't save my accomplishments."

Old five regretted.

When the old seven heard the speech, he looked at Zhang Jing in surprise, that is, the elder who knew pharmacology.

The fifth brother said something wrong. Although he has lost all his accomplishments, there is a layer of golden light only seen by himself in the dry meridians in his body. The immortal spirit is pressing, which is not as simple as the folk prescription.

In addition, he knows the injury he suffered. Many meridians have suffered devastating trauma, not to mention folk prescriptions, even the lost ancient prescriptions are useless.

There is something strange about it.

However, he didn't make it clear. Instead, he asked, "what are you going to do with me?"

"Old seven..."

The old five wanted to stop talking.

Old seven sneered: "I know big brother. His inverse scale is his right. When things come to this stage, it's impossible to be considerate, so how does he plan to deal with me?"

Several "brothers" looked at each other.

The punishment result of the sect door has come down. Indeed, as Lao Qi said, the eldest brother didn't show any kindness. Although he didn't expel Lao Qi from the sect door, he ordered him to guard the tomb, and it's permanent!

It's worse than killing seven directly.

Old seven said to himself, "it's nothing more than driving me out of the sect. What's the matter?"

The old three's unique voice sounded: "it's not to expel the sect door, but to guard the tomb. Without the order of the sect leader, you can't go out forever!"

The scene was horribly silent.

Old seven stared at his third brother with a pair of eyes.

The third dare not look him in the eye.

After a long time, he heard the old seven roar, "why did he treat me like this? Why did he treat me like this? Why did he treat me like this?"

The old five pressed the crazy twisting old seven tightly and said in a trembling voice: "calm down, big brother is just angry. When he calms down, the brothers will plead for you and let you out."

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Old seven beat the bed board hard, his eyes were full of blood, his mouth was open to the extreme, and roared hard, but there was no roar, only the green veins on his forehead were beating violently.

Old eight can't bear it. Don't turn your face.

After a long time, old seven stopped struggling, lay in bed like a corpse and said, "you all go out. I want to be alone."