Seeing this scene, Wan Guiming frowned.
"Tianzong, I always feel that something is wrong with your current state. Even if your Taoist heart is broken, you won't be unable to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth."
The fat white monk heard this and responded with a wry smile:
"Uncle Wan, I also know that something is wrong...but the only explanation I can think of now is this one."
Hearing what Fatty Bai monk said, Wan Guiming could only sigh helplessly.
"I don't know what's going on, but I always feel that ever since we met that weird young monk, all kinds of unreasonable things have started to happen around us."
When the fat white monk heard this, he could only continue to smile bitterly.
He turned around, held out his big round belly, and walked to the stairs behind Wan Guiming. He just raised one foot and wanted to step onto the steps when he suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from the position of his heart.
Before he could react, his vision went dark and he lost all consciousness.
His body, which was like a ball, instantly lost its balance and slowly fell towards the stairs, then fell headlong.
Wan Guiming, who was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, suddenly heard a strange sound of Gulugulu mixed with crunching coming from behind him.
He turned his head in shock. Before he could figure out what was making the noise, he heard another muffled bang in his ears.
The muffled sound sounded like something heavy hitting the wall downstairs.
Wan Guiming was stunned for half a breath before he realized that something had rolled down the stairs.
Immediately, he was suddenly startled.
Because he thought about what the thing that rolled down was.
If it weren't for Li Tianzong, that white fat guy, what else could he have?
Wan Guiming stood up, walked to the stairs, looked down, and saw the fat white monk standing about three steps away from the wall with his face down.
Judging from the appearance, it should have bounced back after hitting the wall.
Seeing this scene, Wan Guiming frowned and asked worriedly:
"Tianzong, are you okay?"
At this time, he did not realize the seriousness of the matter.
After all, no matter what the other party said, he was still a monk in the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm. If he could die if he fell from such a height, that would be nonsense.
At most, it will only cause a little pain, and even flesh wounds will not be left.
The bodies of Foundation Establishment monks are relatively tough.
However, Wan Guiming did not receive a response after shouting this sentence.
His brows subconsciously frowned even tighter, and he called out again:
"Tianzong?"
The fat white monk still didn't reply.
Moreover, the time he lay motionless on the ground had already taken several breaths.
Wan Guiming gradually discovered that something seemed not right.
Some absurd possibility emerged in his heart involuntarily.
Li Tianzong...shouldn't he be knocked unconscious?
Thinking of this, his expression instantly became a little wonderful.
Fortunately, this scene happened in Yingxian Pavilion where the isolation formation was activated.
Otherwise, if other monks see it, I'm afraid it will be regarded as a classic joke, and it will be passed down to ten, ten to hundreds, hundreds to thousands, thousands to thousands...
Soon, the entire Daqi Kingdom, and even the monks in other places, will know that there is such a monk at the Foundation Establishment Realm. Not only can he not be able to step down the stairs, but he can actually faint after hitting the wall.
This is outrageous!
Thinking of this, Wan Guiming calmed down.
He hurriedly walked down the stairs and came to the fat white monk. He leaned down and patted the back of his head:
"Tianzong! Wake up quickly..."
While saying these words, he also injected a trace of spiritual power into his brain, hoping to use this as a stimulus to his brain so that he could wake up quickly.
However, the moment spiritual power was injected into his mind, Wan Guiming's expression suddenly changed wildly.
Because he discovered that at this time, Fatty Bai didn't have any mental fluctuations in his mind.
This can only mean one thing.
That means this person's consciousness has completely died!
In other words, the fat white monk is dead!
Thinking of this, Wan Guiming retracted his outstretched hand like a spring that suddenly released after being pressed.
He looked horrified and took two steps back suddenly, his eyes uncertain.
After a long time, he slowly came back to his senses.
After Wan Guiming came back to his senses, he immediately began to doubt himself again.
Was there a mistake in the previous investigation? Was it a mistake?
Although it is difficult for monks to make mistakes when detecting low-level monks, it is not completely impossible.
Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, held his breath, put his hand on the back of the fat white monk's head again, injected a little more spiritual power, and probed into his mind.
As a result, there was still no change.
There was still deathly silence in the mind of the fat white monk.
After Wan Guiming confirmed it twice, he finally no longer doubted this fact.
The fat white monk is indeed dead!
It's so dead that it's impossible to even fake it.
Wan Guiming's face showed a strange expression of shock and disbelief!
The legendary thing actually happened!
The fat white monk fell to death right under his nose!
After the initial brief shock in Wan Guiming's heart, panic suddenly surged out.
The reason for this was because he knew that his teacher, Li Fuchuan, had a soul lamp that was connected to the life of the fat monk.
Once something happens to this person, the soul lamp over there will be extinguished immediately.
In other words, it wouldn't take a moment for his teacher to find out that his favorite grandson had died.
As someone who was ordered to take care of him, I will definitely face the endless wrath of my teacher next.
Thinking of this, Wan Guiming's mind was in a mess.
Why did this happen suddenly?
This is too nonsense!
A few days ago, I found a way to temporarily cover up the previous incident by lying.
To this day, I have not thought of a way to completely calm down the matter.
I never expected that something so outrageous would happen again.
This time, no matter how quick I was, I couldn't think of any possibility of breaking the situation.
If he was a little unlucky, his teacher should have noticed that his love sun soul lamp was extinguished at this moment, and was rushing here after leaving the seclusion.
Wan Guiming couldn't help but shudder when he thought of his teacher's anger.
His heart felt cold.
After trembling for a while, he immediately came back to his senses, then lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and said to himself:
"No, I absolutely can't sit still and wait for death. While there is still a short time, I have to escape quickly. I must not wait until the teacher blocks the door."
After saying this, Wan Guiming took a deep breath and made up his mind.
He turned around and returned to the second floor, threw a few things he used daily into the storage jade bracelet, and then jumped downstairs directly from the window.
Then, he forced himself to pretend to be calm, kept his face as usual, and walked straight to the gate of Yunling Hall with unhurried steps.
After leaving the gate, Wan Guiming summoned a leaf-shaped flying magic weapon from his storage jade bracelet, jumped on it in a hurry, and drove it straight to the gate of Juxian Palace at the fastest speed.
In the blink of an eye, he walked out of the city, then soared ninety thousand miles, chose a direction, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye at the fastest speed.
