The one who calls "Master" is of course Chen Dong.
Although Taoist Sloppy prohibits Chen Dong from revealing his discipleship outside, people around him obviously don't know Taoist Sloppy, so it doesn't matter.
As for Ma Feng and others hiding in the dark, they already knew that Chen Dong was the apprentice of a sloppy Taoist.
It doesn't matter anymore,
But it's a pity that he has changed his appearance now, and the sloppy Taoist didn't recognize him.
The sloppy Taoist frowned and said, "Who are you? Don't recognize me as master. I don't accept disciples casually."
As he spoke, he stretched out a hand.
"You can recognize your master if you want, but you must first pay the apprenticeship fee of 100 yuan..."
"Master, it's me!"
Chen Dong shouted again.
It was only then that the sloppy Taoist finally recognized Chen Dong's voice.
"Chen Dong?!" The sloppy Taoist stared wide-eyed: "Why is it you...how did you become like this!"
Just as Chen Dong was about to speak, there was another sound of footsteps, and it was Ma Feng and others running over.
When Ma Feng saw the sloppy Taoist showing up, how could he not come out and say hello?
"Sloppy senior, long time no see!"
Ma Feng was extremely excited and bowed respectfully.
In fact, he is not too young, and he is not much older than a slovenly Taoist.
But the Sloppy Taoist is a famous martial arts figure who is on par with Shi Aoxue, the leader of Feng Mo Village Dazhai, so these etiquette are indispensable.
The sloppy Taoist had lived in Feng Mo Village for a while, so of course he knew Ma Feng.
"Hey, why are you here, kid?" The sloppy Taoist looked surprised.
Ma Feng pointed at Chen Dong and said, "Senior, I came here with Ling Gao's disciple."
The sloppy Taoist had heard Chen Dong talk about his interactions with Ma Feng and others, so he didn't find it strange. He asked Chen Dong again: "You are not in Qingyun Mountain. What are you doing here and dressing yourself up like this?"
Although no one here knows the sloppy Taoist Chen Dong, it is still the sphere of influence of Feixing Tower.
It would be bad if his whereabouts were leaked.
Chen Dong was more cautious in dealing with things, so he immediately pulled the sloppy Taoist aside and told him everything that had happened in the past few days.
Only then did the sloppy Taoist realize that such a big thing had happened after he left Qingyun Mountain.
For Chen Dong, Feixing Tower went to war with Qingyun Temple!
If Feng Mo Village hadn't acted righteously, Qingyun Temple might have been razed to the ground.
The sloppy Taoist gritted his teeth and said: "Ye Wushuang, this old bastard, dares to bully my apprentice and junior sister... Disciple, don't worry, after finishing the things at hand for the master, I will go to Feixing Tower to deal with that ungrateful person.
Ye Wushuang...but during this period, you should hide for a little bit, it’s good to be disguised like this!"
Chen Dong knew that the sloppy Taoist was trying to save his little junior brother, so he said: "Master, I understand, you don't have to worry about me."
The sloppy Taoist nodded and turned around to go to King Yao's residence. Ma Feng and others came up to him again.
"Sloppy senior, when will you go to Feng Mo Village? Our village master misses you very much..."
When the sloppy Taoist heard the words "Master of the Dazhai", he trembled all over, waved his hands and said: "I really don't have much time recently, I'm going to see the King of Medicine first!"
The sloppy Taoist walked quickly towards the Medicine King's residence, with Chen Dong quickly following behind.
Ma Feng secretly shook his head, but there was nothing he could do.
Walking into the courtyard of King Yao's residence, the man from before closed the door, and a series of sad sighs came from outside.
It was obviously not the first time for the sloppy Taoist to come here. He was a familiar person and did not regard himself as an outsider.
"King of Medicine! King of Medicine!"
The sloppy Taoist shouted and ran directly to the inner room.
Chen Dong followed the sloppy Taoist in and found that the whole house was quite big. There were several rooms in the courtyard alone, and there were seventeen or eight rooms.
In the yard, there are all kinds of herbs placed on the windowsill. There is almost no place to put your feet, and there are dedicated people taking care of them.
There are old men in their 70s and 80s, and young men of 16 or 17 years old.
There were people inside the house making fire and boiling medicine.
The whole courtyard is filled with the fragrance of herbs.
Chen Dong was walking on thin ice, fearing that he might accidentally step on these medicinal materials.
The sloppy Taoist looked indifferent and walked over directly stepping on the medicinal materials, causing several men to exclaim.
The middle-aged man who led the way looked unperturbed and followed the slovenly Taoist in after a few ups and downs.
Chen Dong also followed.
Entering the inner room, the slovenly Taoist still didn't regard himself as an outsider. He pushed the door open and walked in.
"King of Medicine, you are doing well lately!"
Chen Dong and the middle-aged man also went in together.
In the room, a wrinkled white-haired old man was lying on the bed.
His whole body looked haggard, his complexion was sallow, and he looked sickly. He seemed to be really ill.
"ah?"
The old man opened his eyes with difficulty, as if he still couldn't see clearly who was coming.
The middle-aged man walked up, squatted beside the bed and said, "King of Medicine, the sloppy Taoist is here!"
Sure enough, he is Medicine King Rosen!
Seeing Yao Wang's appearance, Chen Dong felt sad in his heart.
No wonder you are closed to the public. How can you treat others when you are so sick?
"Oh, he's a sloppy Taoist..." King Yao said feebly: "It's been a long time, what have you been doing lately?"
The sloppy Taoist walked to the bed and said: "King of Medicine, you are old and confused! Have you forgotten? I came to you more than a year ago and said that my apprentice was injured and needed the Great Repayment Pill of Nine Heavens and Nine Earths...
…You gave me a prescription, and I have collected all the medicine, as well as the medicine cauldron and firewood you asked for."
As he spoke, the sloppy Taoist shook his clothes and a bunch of things fell to the ground.
Sure enough, there were all kinds of herbs, firewood, and a medicine cauldron as big as a basketball swirling around.
"King of Medicine, help me practice the Nine Heavens and Nine Earths Great Return Pill! After saving my apprentice, I still have to go to Feixing Tower to deal with Ye Wushuang!"
The sloppy Taoist went up and dragged Yao Wang up.
"Cough cough cough..."
Yao Wang's body was already extremely weak, and being pulled like this by a sloppy Taoist undoubtedly made him feel even more uncomfortable, and he immediately started coughing.
"Sloppy senior, please be gentler, King Yao can't bear the trouble!" The middle-aged man immediately said nervously.
"Yes, Master, King Yao is seriously ill!" Chen Dong couldn't stand it anymore and tried to persuade the sloppy Taoist.
"Bah, bah, bah!" the sloppy Taoist spat several times: "You two know nothing! Who is the King of Medicine? I have never heard of his wonderful rejuvenation skills and cured countless people. How could he still be sick? Prolong life and cure all diseases.
I don’t know how many elixirs he has taken! Medicine King, am I right?”
The last sentence was obviously addressed to the King of Medicine.
Medicine King gave a wry smile and said angrily: "Brother Sloppy, thank you for thinking so highly of me, but birth, old age, illness and death are human nature, even I have to reach this point..."
The sloppy Taoist held the Yao Wang's shoulders and said with wide eyes: "Don't joke with me. How could 'birth, old age, sickness and death' have anything to do with you?"
"Humans are subject to aging, sickness and death..." Medicine King shook his head and said, "I have healed countless people, but in the end, I can't heal myself!"
"How is that possible! Don't you have a lot of miraculous medicines, such as those Bear Snake Pills? Take two of them quickly!"
"It's useless...it's useless...I'm too old. I'm over a hundred years old. All my organs have failed. No matter what medicine I take, it won't work. This is not an injury or a disease..."
Yao Wang's voice became weaker and weaker, as if his energy would run out at any moment.
When the middle-aged man saw King Yao like this, he couldn't help but feel sad. He fell to his knees on the ground and started sobbing softly.
Seeing this scene, Chen Dong couldn't help but feel sad, no matter who he was, he would reach this point.
The sloppy Taoist still grabbed Yaowang's shoulders and was stunned for a long time before saying: "You...are you really going to die?"
Yao Wang nodded, but there was no trace of sadness on his face.
It seems like this is a normal thing, just like eating and drinking.
The sloppy Taoist nodded and said, "You have lived for more than a hundred years, so you have lived enough! You are going to die, and it is also a joy to mourn."
"Yes, joy and mourning..."
There was a slight smile on Yaowang's face.
When he was dying, he didn't want to see other people's sad faces.
The slovenly Taoist's indifferent expression endeared him to him even more.
Just die, what's the big deal?
Who in this world will not die?
"But can you die later?" The sloppy Taoist said: "I am a little disciple who really needs the Great Returning Pill of Nine Heavens and Nine Earths! You can help me refine it and then die!"
"I can't do it anymore... I can't do it anymore..." Medicine King shook his head slightly: "I can't even stand up now, let alone make alchemy..."
"No!" The sloppy Taoist looked desperate: "Then do you have any disciples who can practice the Nine Heavens and Nine Earths Great Return Pill?"
The King of Medicine still shook his head: "No... I have accepted many disciples, but none of them have a perfect weapon... Alas, none of them have a perfect weapon! It's okay to make some ordinary medicine, such as the Nine Heavens and Nine Earths Great Return Pill...
…Not one of them works!”
When the middle-aged man beside the bed heard this, he became even more sad and cried bitterly.
The sloppy Taoist almost collapsed. He shook Medicine King's shoulders and said, "Yao King, you can't die. No matter what, you have to help me refine the Nine Heavens and Nine Earths Great Return Pill before you die! No, give me the prescription."
, I can practice it by myself, right?"
The King of Medicine sighed: "Sloppy brother, you can't do it. Although your internal strength is very strong, refining medicine does not only depend on internal strength, but also depends on the control of the fire. Once the control is achieved, even a first-level master can
Become a top alchemist!"
Of course the sloppy Taoist understands this truth. He said that he wanted to refine the medicine on his own impulse. He could only say helplessly: "Then tell me, who else in the world can refine the Nine Heavens and Nine Earths Great Return Pill? I'll go find him!"
"No more...no more..."
Yao Wang shook his head and said:
"Although there are other high-level alchemists in this world, to refine the Nine Heavens and Nine Earths Great Return Pill, you have to be a top alchemist!"
The sloppy Taoist became more and more desperate: "Are you the only top alchemist?"
"Yes... after all, there are no people in this world who have two kinds of inner strength at the same time..."