Super Master System

"Let...let me out..."

"Get out?" Does this person want to live? With his bones, his head will be blown out at this time, right? He Xingyue secretly cursed that it was not the right time for this demon wind to come, but she also suffocated her heart.

I think she was a noble female official who was under one person in the previous term and above 10,000 people. She was framed by a villain and turned into a mortal in the next term. The ups and downs are so huge that she is still alive and starting from the beginning.

If it weren't for her alone to withstand the two heavy doors, He Xingyue was about to sit down and give them psychological counseling on the spot.

"Don't go, it's windy outside." Although she was very annoyed, she said with patience.

At this moment, He Xingyue felt that the impact on his back was much smaller, thinking that the wind had stopped.

While she was happy, suddenly, a bright light appeared in front of her eyes. Many of the Qing Dao disciples who were waiting to die with their eyes closed were attracted by the sudden dazzling light.

Immediately afterwards, their lifeless faces exploded with a strong desire to survive, because the center of the golden light was where the ancient clock was.

At this moment, a spontaneously rotating pill was hanging on the head of the ancient bell. Based on the energy change in the last second like a volcanic eruption, it is not difficult to guess that this pill is of good quality.

The disciples of the Cangshan School are different. They have been watching the ancient clock. When the pill broke out from the body of the ancient master, and by the way, there was a burst of energy that could control the external celestial phenomenon. They no longer had a trace of fear or hesitation. Up.

When the wind stopped, He Xingyue didn't need to guard the gate of the palace any more, vacated a few positions, and said to the Qing Daoist disciple in front of her: "Please."

After speaking, he flashed over to Gu Zhong, just about to reach out his hand to get the pill on his head.

With a "brush", a figure flashed in front of her, and the light source illuminating a hall of Nuo Da was held by Gu Zhong in his hand.

"Xiao Yueyue, this can't be touched."

Gu Zhong collected the Lingyun Pill in his hand, rushed to Lingyin, and asked, "How can I detoxify the Lingyun Pill after it is refined?"

Lingyin's chest was violently ups and downs, panting heavily, the more he looked like he was about to hang up.

Gu Zhong pursed his mouth in shock, slowing down his speech as much as possible, and repeating: "Say slowly, I only have one Lingyun Pill now."

But it didn't seem to have any effect, Ling Yin still gasped for breath and couldn't speak.

He Xingyue, who hugged his chest, said: "He was scared by you. I didn't expect you to be able to do it."

"So that's it..."

Gu Zhong nodded, indicating that he could understand, "I wouldn't say this is Lingyun Pill if I knew it."

Lingyin closed his eyes and almost fainted, thinking that if you have been practicing for a long time, if you make a pill that is not a Lingyun Pill, then he will really be shut down by qi.

After adjusting his body, Lingyin tried to keep himself calm and calmly said:

"Turn...to water..."

"OK!"

After roughly counting the number of people, Gu Zhongfeng also usually brought a large jar of water from the yard, looking at his handsome reflection in the water.

Gu Zhong squeezed the pill in his hand and muttered to himself: "System, system, please."

After all, this Lingyun Pill was not made through normal procedures. He used the system to refine the fourth-rank and fifth-rank pills at most, and he immediately upgraded to the ninth-rank pill, not to mention that Lingyin would be shocked to breathe.

Even Gu Zhong himself has no idea. If this quick-acting Lingyun Pill is less effective, it can be melted into this tank of water...Will it work... Regardless, I glanced at the people who had improved slightly, Gu Zhong Jiang threw the Lingyun Pill in his hand.

With a sound of "Bang Dang", the pill entered the water, and the surface of the water immediately rippled with a violent ripple, which was large enough to hold four or five adults at the same time, as if it were filled with a bright moon.

Gu Zhong looked at his reflection in the water, a bit of a living Bodhisattva under the brilliance.

At this time, the shadows in the water gradually became denser. It turned out that those Qing Daoist disciples who were waiting to die all "lived" at once.

The ancient clock's complexion sank. This tank of water should be enough for the two hundred poisoned people in the hall, but no one can guarantee that the efficacy of the medicine will not decrease, so at this time, it is facing the question of who will detoxify first.

"You do it."

Gu Zhong beckoned to the person standing at the door, the Qing Daoist disciple who was going out to die when the wind was blowing. The person felt Gu Zhong's call obviously stunned, but he walked over in a faint walk.

Others voluntarily gave up their way and looked nervously at this "lucky" fellow.

Why not let my disciple drink first? Harm, isn't it because the ancient master has no bottom, so let the Qing Dao disciples try the water first.

Would it be too dark? After all, the head of the family is still sitting here.

In fact, it is not the case. It can only be said that the first test was good and bad, and benefited from the coexistence of risks. Gu Zhong just wanted to be on the safe side and did not want his disciples to take risks.

"drink."

Not much to say, he directly scooped a small bowl of water and delivered it to the man. The man hesitated for a second, and slammed the bowl with his dry fingers, and poured the water into his throat.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Under the gaze of hundreds of people, that person drank a bowl of water that had melted the Nine Grade God Pill.

"what----"

In the next second, the disciple suddenly pinched his neck with both hands and uttered a painful roar. The onlookers next to him took a few steps on their hind legs in surprise, cast their turbid and weak eyes at Gu Zhong, which was even mixed with a little anger.

Gu Zhong was also puzzled. Is this a failure? No way, the 50,000 contribution value has been lost? ?

"Ah~~~"

Soon, the disciple's painful roar turned into a refreshing, dry and white hair returned to a translucent black in a blink of an eye, and the wrinkled face also returned to exquisiteness, and the disciple's face gradually became clear.

Even the warrior aura on him is constantly climbing, and stops after climbing to a certain range.

Hurriedly rushed to the water tank, watched the water recover to his original appearance, felt the energy gradually filled in the body, this disciple almost fainted excitedly.

Yelled: "I'm done! I'm done!"

Those Qing Daoist disciples who went outside first saw this situation and rushed towards the water tank madly.

"Bang!" All hit an invisible wall of energy with a halo of gold stars.

The person who recovered first was standing next to the water tank. He was about to receive water for his colleagues to drink. He stopped and pulled his forehead and asked, "Why don't you let them come?"

Gu Zhong turned his head, squinted his eyes to stare at the person in front of him, and said coldly: "It's really a coincidence that it is you?"

"To save them? Spit out what you just drank."