Yuan Yi and others didn't know what he wanted to do, but they consciously helped him stay by his side and resolutely prevented him from being disturbed in any way.

This is the third time Chen Dong has refined Tongshen Pills.

Practice makes perfect, and the speed becomes much faster.

It only took one day for the "Tongshen Pill" to be refined.

It was dark, wrinkled, and exuded a foul odor.

Anyone who is an alchemist can tell at a glance that this thing is poisonous.

Yuan Yi and others said in surprise: "God of Medicine, are you going to poison someone?"

Chen Dong shook his head: "I ate this myself."

Yuan Yi and others were stunned.

Before they could react, Chen Dong had already swallowed the Tongshen Pill in one gulp.

"The God of Medicine!"

"The God of Medicine..."

Several people panicked and wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

"It's okay." Chen Dong said: "This will help me practice, but it has some side effects. Remember, I will be 'suspending death' for twenty-four hours later. Don't bury me.

Just put it on the bed and leave it alone. I will wake up in twenty-four hours."

Yuan Yi and others all looked at each other. Although they had been practicing medicine for decades, they had never heard of such a strange thing.

"Remember, I will 'fake death' for twenty-four hours. Don't bury me!"

Chen Dong didn't want to make the same mistake as the sloppy Taoist.

After saying these words, Chen Dong immediately felt cramps in his abdomen.

"ah……"

Chen Dong screamed uncontrollably, and then spit out a large mouthful of blood, which was black and smelly.

"God of Medicine, how are you?"

Yuan Yi and others panicked and rushed to help him.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me..." Chen Dong pushed them and said with all his strength: "I have to vomit a few more mouthfuls of blood, and then I will enter a state of suspended animation. You must protect me and don't let me get hurt.

.”

As Chen Dong said this, he vomited out several mouthfuls of blood.

Especially the last bite, it was dark, smelly, sticky and thick, like a small river.

After spitting out this mouthful, Chen Dong immediately fell to the ground.

"The God of Medicine!"

Yuan Yi and others rushed forward and immediately checked his heartbeat and breathing.

"Dead!" One of the alchemists trembled.

"It's a fake death. The Medicine God just said that he is faking his death and it will last for twenty-four hours!" Yuan Yi was also a little panicked, but he believed Chen Dong even more, "Quickly, send the Medicine God to the room."

Everyone carried him in with all their hands and feet.

…

Shangjing, Holy Palace.

"Your Majesty, urgent report." Hou Jimo walked into the side hall and said hurriedly: "Chen Dong bloodbathed Xunlong Mountain last night. He killed at least nearly a thousand of the thousands of Spirit Dragon Hall disciples. Others were injured and could not run away.

Run...Linglong Palace is completely destroyed!"

"What?!" Yan Sheng was of course extremely shocked: "Is he crazy? Why did he do these things?"

"The hatred between Chen Dong and the Spirit Dragon King has been around for a long time, but it's not to the level of 'slaughtering the whole family'. I don't know what went crazy this time..."

"It's the opposite, it's really the opposite!"

Not to mention that the Spirit Dragon Palace was located on the outskirts of Shangjing, at the feet of the Emperor. Even if it were placed elsewhere, almost all the people would be wiped out overnight, which would be an intolerable thing.

Yan Sheng had tried his best to turn a blind eye to those sporadic feuds.

But when it involved nearly a thousand lives, he couldn't bear it anymore.
Chapter completed!