Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 802
After Jiang Mo entered Chunshen Palace, the people who had been waiting to see his jokes were stunned.

"Did I read it wrong just now? That kid, actually entered the Spring Palace?"

"In that case, he should have the strength of a seventh-level pharmacist!"

"That's right. I saw just now that the man held the medal issued by the Alchemists' Guild. It's undeniable."

"Before, we were all wrong! Fortunately, that person didn't care about anything with us. Otherwise, the influence of a seventh-level pharmacist is enough to make us unable to eat and walk around!"

Everyone was stunned, and while amazed in their hearts, they also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

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In Chunshen Palace, the environment is very quiet, and because the Palace Mistress is a woman, most of the disciples in Chunshen Palace are young women.

These women are monks, able to absorb the vitality of the world and nourish themselves, so they look extraordinarily young and beautiful.

Jiang Mo followed the guard. Along the way, he saw many young women who cast curious glances at him.

It's no wonder that since leaving Dongxuan Domain, Jiang Mo can no longer hide his white hair.

Under the snowy white hair was a young and handsome face, and he could be brought into the palace by the guards, so he must have the identity of a seventh-rank pharmacist, maybe even higher.

All these things naturally made the female disciples in Chunshen Palace very curious.

Especially the pair of black eyes of that young man, as plain as water, but under the calm water, there seems to be a huge energy hidden, making these young female disciples more and more attracted.

They all speculated in private, what is the origin of this white-haired young man, and why he has reached the level of a seventh-level pharmacist at a young age.

Jiang Mo just glanced at them at first, and then followed the guards to a more secluded place in Chunshen Palace.

"My lord, please wait a moment, I will go in and make an announcement." The guard said respectfully.

"Well, I'm sorry." Jiang Mo nodded and said with a smile.

Jiang Mo's easy-going attitude surprised the guard a little. Among the big men he met on weekdays, which one was not arrogant, it was rare for him to treat a guard with such a polite attitude.

The guard also smiled slightly, and immediately entered it to report the matter.

Soon, the guards brought Jiang Mo in.

A very ordinary-looking woman was tasting tea. When she saw Jiang Mo, she put down her teacup, stood up and said, "What's your name?"

"My name is Jiang Mo. You must be the owner of Chunshen Palace, right?" Jiang Mo asked aloud. From his perception, this ordinary-looking woman is at most the strength of a one-star Martial Venerable. Zhongyu, where all the heroes stand side by side, is firmly seated as the lord of Chunshen Palace.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm just the deputy palace master of Chunshen Palace. The palace master has something to do, so he ordered me to meet you."

The deputy palace master of Chunshen Palace was very considerate in etiquette, without any neglect.

"Well, since this is the case, where is the father of the Palace Mistress?" Jiang Mo nodded and asked immediately.

Hearing this, the woman backed away from the stone door of the quiet room, and immediately after that, there was a gust of cold air rushing towards her face, and even Jiang Mo shivered inadvertently.

After the stone door was pushed open, Jiang Mo saw a tall but haggard old man lying on a stone bed.

On the stone bed, wisps of white mist rose up, lingering around the old man's side.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Mo was a little surprised. Could it be that the old man in front of him is the father of the never-shown Palace Master of Chunshen Palace?

At this moment, the woman who met Jiang Mo earlier spoke up, and she said: "Mr. Jiang, please take a look for the old man. What kind of disease is this? Our palace master has invited many alchemists in the central domain, but they are not There is no way to deal with the old man's illness."

It can be seen that the condition of the old man lying on the stone bed is very serious, otherwise, many famous teachers would not be helpless.

Jiang Mo nodded, looking through the rising white mist, he saw around the old man's body, there seemed to be a series of fiery red light spots, flickering on and off.

The fiery red light spot seemed to be alive, faintly visible, and there were signs of movement.

After Jiang Mo frowned and pondered for a moment, something seemed to recall in his mind.

To be on the safe side, when he raised his right hand, wisps of energy gushed out immediately, turning into invisible threads, passing through the white mist, and falling on the old man's body.

Not only the pulse of the old man, but also some other information came from the Yuanli silk line.

After about half a stick of incense, Jiang Mo withdrew the Yuanli silk thread, and his brows seemed to wrinkle a little deeper.

"Mr. Jiang, how is it? Is there a result?" The ordinary-looking woman asked, but judging by her expression, she didn't seem to have much hope. After all, before Jiang Mo, there were already no fewer than ten practitioners. When the pharmacist came, there was no substantial progress. What's more, Jiang Mo seemed to be not as old as those previous pharmacists.

"If my expectations are not bad, the one among the old man should be the heart poison of ten thousand ants!" Jiang Mo said slowly after pondering for a while.

The woman who didn't pay much attention at first raised her eyes when she heard Jiang Mo's words, obviously very surprised.

"What? Am I wrong?" Jiang Mo asked.

"Ah, no. What Mr. Jiang said is exactly the disease that the old man got. But, I just didn't expect that Mr. Jiang would be able to determine the old man's disease so quickly. I was really surprised." The woman laughed dryly. Twice, explained.

Among the nearly ten pharmacists who came before, only three pharmacists who were quite old and had a lot of experience were able to figure out the old man's illness after several hours of deduction.

And the white-haired young man in front of him immediately mentioned the old man's illness. If he wasn't surprised, it would be a lie.

The woman had also guessed whether this young man knew the former pharmacist, and she just explained the mystery with a single word, but after a little thought, she ruled out this idea.

Not to mention whether this young man knew those alchemists, even if he knew, even if he knew about the old man's illness, if he couldn't solve it, wouldn't he be humiliating himself in the end?
Hearing the woman's explanation, Jiang Mo was stunned. He glanced again at the old man who was struggling in the white mist, and said slowly: "This ten thousand ants poisoning heart poison is a very insidious method. Who is so cruel and hurt the old man?" This poisonous hand?"

"Three years ago, the old man went out to travel and was assassinated by his enemies, which led to today's situation. Although the old man's enemies have been wiped out by the Spring God Palace, but his current illness is making us, the palace master, hard to eat and sleep. Ann!"

The woman rubbed the center of her brows, and said slightly sadly.

(End of this chapter)