The four masters and apprentices began to prepare for the martial arts tournament a week later.
Of course, it was mainly the sloppy Taoist, after all, he was the one most likely to defeat the Spirit Dragon King.
Chen Dong, Ji Shengwen, and Zhuo Yizhou just need to cheer Master up.
During dinner that night, the Sloppy Taoist said seriously: "This is the first time our Sloppy Clan has appeared in public. Although we are a small group, we must have a good reputation, be majestic, and domineering, and we must not be looked down upon by others."
The three apprentices nodded and agreed unanimously.
The sloppy Taoist continued: "So I decided that all four of us, the master and the disciple, would put on beggar's clothes and wear them in tatters when the time comes, so that everyone can see the majesty of the sloppy sect!"
This time only Ji Shengwen nodded in agreement.
Chen Dong and Zhuo Yizhou showed a rare common hatred and asked one after another: "Why is it that dressing in rags is majestic?"
The sloppy Taoist chuckled: "You think, if we are dressed in rags, others will definitely not take us seriously. But as soon as we come on stage, we kill everyone and everyone is shocked. Isn't that impressive enough? This is called first suppression.
Hou Yang, first lower people’s expectations, and then shock their jaws!”
Ji Shengwen continued: "Yes, I often wear these greasy work clothes, and others look down on me at first sight, but when I do something, they are shocked... This feeling is so good, you can
Give it a try. Again
Having said that, one of the purposes of our Sloppy Sect is to be low-key and shabby. Junior Brother Chen and Junior Brother Zhuo, I have been talking about you two for a long time. As disciples of the Sloppy Sect, you are always dressed neatly.
It doesn’t have the style of our sloppy family!”
Chen Dong and Zhuo Yizhou expressed their opposition again.
"No, I usually go to school, how can I wear such rags?" In fact, Chen Dong stopped going to school a long time ago.
"I can't do that either. I still want to chase Cui Mengman. How can I chase him when he's dressed like that!" Zhuo Yizhou also shook his head.
Although they were reluctant in every possible way, they still couldn't resist the sloppy Taoist and Ji Shengwen.
In the end, the two could only put on tattered clothes and became two veritable little beggars.
It's hard to find tattered clothes these days, so Ji Shengwen tore them up himself.
The two of them complained endlessly, but they were helpless.
"It's good this time!" The sloppy Taoist said with satisfaction: "When the four of us show up, we will definitely amaze them to death!"
Ji Shengwen nodded like a licking dog, and Chen Dong and Zhuo Yizhou almost cried.
Next, the sloppy Taoist entered a state of preparation for war.
Keep your spirits up, sharpen your sword, and prepare to compete in the tournament!
Every morning, the sloppy Taoist was the first to get up and practice swordplay, boxing, and kicking in Zhuo's yard.
Seeing how serious the master was, the three apprentices did not dare to be lazy and followed him to practice hard in the yard.
After the three of them warm up, they will enter the Qi training state.
A sloppy Taoist can practice Yitian Sword.
The three disciples knew that this was because the sloppy Taoist had reached the peak of the ninth-level Grand Master, but was still unable to break through to the 'Shentong'.
Practicing qi is meaningless to him. No matter how hard he practices, he can't break through the shackles.
Of course, practicing sword is actually the same.
The sloppy Taoist's swordsmanship is already perfect and has reached its peak. It doesn't mean much if he doesn't practice it or not.
The reason why he practices every day is to seek spiritual comfort.
What should I do otherwise? You can't sleep in every day, right?
Although the sloppy Taoist didn't show it, the three disciples could still tell from his swordsmanship that he was feeling a little restless.
After all, he really had no confidence that he could defeat the Spirit Dragon King.
The sloppy Taoist kept swinging and stabbing his sword. In fact, his heart was filled with anxiety, and he could only rely on this to relieve it.
Three disciples were sitting cross-legged on one side, meditating.
Looking at this scene, Ji Shengwen sighed and said: "It would be great if the master could break through the 'spiritual' state, then he would be able to defeat the Spirit Dragon King 100%."
Zhuo Yizhou immediately asked: "Brother Ji, what is 'tongshen'?"
If it were Chen Dong, he wouldn't bother to talk to him at all.
Ji Shengwen was kind-hearted and said patiently: "Together with the gods is the realm above the great master, and it is a legendary realm. Beyond the powers of the gods, there are also psychics and saints. It is said that those who have reached these three realms,
This is the real great creation, almost the same as a god... Of course, I have never seen it in the hot summer, maybe there are other continents, but I have never seen it anyway..."
Speaking of this, Ji Shengwen let out a long sigh: "It is said that more than a hundred years ago, there were people who were 'tong the gods' in the Yanxia Continent. Unfortunately, our country has vigorously developed science and technology, culture, etc. over the years, and has completely ignored it."
There are fewer and fewer people practicing martial arts, and there is even less hope for 'tongshen'..."
Zhuo Yizhou murmured: "It would be great if the master could break through the 'tongshen', then he would definitely be the leader of the martial arts alliance."
After hearing this, Chen Dong finally couldn't bear it any longer and stood up and walked towards the sloppy Taoist.
"Junior Brother Chen, what are you doing?"
"Senior Brother Chen, what are you doing..."
Ji Shengwen and Zhuo Yizhou asked one after another.
Chen Dong ignored the two of them, came to the sloppy Taoist, and asked seriously: "Master, are you willing to take the risk?"
The sloppy Taoist was practicing his sword, and he put the sword back with a "swish" sound.
"What?" The sloppy Taoist looked confused.
Ji Shengwen and Zhuo Yizhou also looked at him confused.
Chen Dong exhaled and talked about his experience in the Spirit Dragon Palace.
The Spirit Dragon King got a prescription for "Tongshen Pill" from nowhere. It is said that if you take it, you can reach the state of "Tongshen".
However, because refining Tongshen Pill requires a top alchemist.
Therefore, the Spirit Dragon King has not succeeded yet, but he has suffered a lot from his subordinate He Yaoshi. In order to become a top alchemist, he has endured countless hardships...
By chance, Chen Dong once saw a prescription for "Tongshen Pills".
Although there are many medicines and the steps are very complicated, Chen Dong still has them deeply imprinted in his mind due to his excellent memory and his natural acumen as an alchemist.
However, he was not sure whether the "Tongshen Pill" was useful.
This stuff, unlike Peiyuan Pill and Ambergris Pill, has been verified by countless people.
As for Tongshen Pills, who can guarantee that they will be effective? What if something goes wrong after taking them?
So before this, Chen Dong never dared to say anything.
It wasn't until he saw the sloppy Taoist looking anxious that he made up his mind to speak out and asked the sloppy Taoist if he dared to take the risk?
Before the sloppy Taoist could say anything, Ji Shengwen was the first to jump out and object, saying anxiously: "How can you eat indiscriminately something that no one has verified? What should you do if you really eat something wrong? It is common in the world to eat pills indiscriminately and kill people.
Is it still less?”
Chen Dong sighed and said, "I think so too...forget it, let's not take this risk."
Zhuo Yizhou didn't understand this, so he didn't dare to speak.
The sloppy Taoist thought for a while and said, "Chen Dong, from your perspective as a top alchemist, do you think there is anything wrong with that prescription?"
Chen Dong said: "Master, to be honest, I can't see it...because there are tonics and poisons on it, who knows what reactions will happen?"
When Ji Shengwen heard that there was still poison, he immediately said: "No, no, no, it must not be practiced!"
The sloppy Taoist suddenly thrust his sword into the ground and said in a cold tone: "Refining!"
Several disciples looked at him in surprise.
The sloppy Taoist said resolutely: "I have lived a long life and have been stuck at the peak of the ninth-level grandmaster for many years! Master, I will not hide it from you. Over the years, my life has been worse than death. It tastes like chewing wax.
A walking corpse! That’s why I took on a disciple and tried to make my life more meaningful.
... Now that we have this opportunity, why not try it? If we get it done, the master can communicate with the gods. If we can't do it well, we will die... Of course, we don't necessarily die. I am a ninth-level grandmaster.
'Only one step, what can kill me? Those few poisons are not enough to fill the gap between my teeth!"
Ji Shengwen fell to his knees with a pop: "Master, please think carefully..."
Chen Dong and Zhuo Yizhou also knelt down in a learned manner.
"Don't try to persuade me, I've already made up my mind!" The sloppy Taoist man said proudly: "Practice, practice now, I want to achieve spiritual enlightenment!"
It’s hard to disobey a teacher’s orders.
Since the sloppy Taoist was so insistent, Chen Dong certainly had nothing to say and immediately started making preparations.
First is medicine.
There are many medicines needed, hundreds of them.
First, I found part of it from Yao Wang's disciples, and Sloppy Taoist, Ji Shengwen, and Chen Dong each also found part of it.
The three of them all have certain status and connections in the world, so finding a few medicinal plants is not a big problem.
Even Zhuo Yizhou helped find some medicine.
Even so, it took two full days of work.
Several copies of all medicinal materials are prepared in case of failure or unexpected events.
Next, it’s time to refine the medicine.
As a top alchemist, Chen Dong has made medicine for the first time, so he has rich experience.
But this was the first time I practiced Tongshen Pill.
It's impossible not to be nervous.
He found the medicine cauldron and firewood, then locked himself in a small room and began to advance step by step based on his impressions.
As more and more medicinal materials are contained in the medicine cauldron, the two internal forces continue to intersect between the medicine cauldron and the flame.
As a top alchemist, Chen Dong was sweating profusely.
The sloppy Taoist, Ji Shengwen, and Zhuo Yizhou were waiting nervously outside.
After a while, Chen Dong came out.
Chen Dong wiped his sweat and said: "It failed, give me another one..."
Whenever you refine medicine, there is a certain chance of failure.
Everyone didn't take it to heart and immediately handed him a raw material.
Chen Dong returned to the house and started refining it again.
Unfortunately, it failed again after a while.
Chen Dong had no choice but to open the door.
"One more." Chen Dong said helplessly.
"It's the last one." Ji Shengwen handed it to him and added: "If it's not enough, I'll look for it again."