Xianao

Chapter 728 Piccolo Witch's Heart Impulse (Sixth Watch, ask for a monthly ticket)

Seeing the old man was sweating profusely, his hands were stained with blood, and his clothes were extremely dirty, Yu Zecheng was immediately in awe. In his heart, this kind of immortal cultivator who saves the world and the common people is a real monk.

Yu Zecheng said:
"What sect's mountain gate is here?"

The old man replied:

"This place is the sphere of influence of the Solips Tianxin Sect, one of the eight hundred sects. The Solips Tianxin Sect is a branch of the Zhengqi Haoran Sect."

Righteous Qi Haoran Sect, the two twin sisters I adopted back then returned to this sect. Over the years, I kept saying that I would go to see them, but I don't know how they are doing.

Thinking of Yu Nianci and Yu Nianyan, this is the name I gave them, I don't know what happened to them.

The old man saw Yu Zecheng wandering in the sky, he couldn't see his cultivation level at all, he must be an expert, suddenly knelt down in front of Yu Zecheng and said:

"Senior, I beg you to save the common people in Qingzhou. I beg you. When the catastrophe of my Baicao Sect broke out, there were hundreds of disciples. Now 30 of them died of illness. The other disciples retreated and fled. In the end, only ten of us are left. People, but there are tens of thousands of seriously ill people in Qingzhou, and we don't have the ability to treat them all, please, senior, be merciful."

Yu Zecheng stretched out his hand and immediately lifted the old man up, saying:

"I have encountered this matter, so I must take care of it. Don't worry."

After speaking, he cast a dust-avoiding technique to cover the old man, and then entered the ward to look at some sick patients.

Yu Zecheng turned and turned, and finally turned out. It was very easy for him to kill people and grab treasures, but he was dumbfounded to let him cure diseases and save people. Apart from taking out a few pills and turning them into potions for everyone to drink, there was nothing to do. Symptomatic treatment only increases vitality and delays the illness, but it cannot cure the injured.

There are specialties in the art industry, so it seems that you need to find a professional.

Yu Zecheng stood up with his sword, and went straight to the only-wo Tianxin faction in the direction provided by the old man. This Qingzhou is their sphere of influence. Now that the catastrophe is such a catastrophe, if they don't make a move, let alone when.

I used to persuade them with good words and asked them to take action. If they didn't do it, I would toast and not eat or drink fines. What I am good at is using violence to make them realize their mistakes and wake up immediately.

Yu Zecheng moved forward with his sword, and flew to the place where the only Wo Tianxin sect is located. Their mountain gate cave is in Yanxia Ridge in Qingzhou.

The Yanxia Ridge is backed by the Malan River, and the Malan River is galloping incomparably, with golden waves on the water, and the setting sun in the distant mountains is late at night, but there is a misty misty rain in the sky, covering the Yanxia Ridge. It is really a beautiful scenery.

Yu Zecheng Yujian approached this ridge, came to the place where the other side's mountain gate was located, and shouted:

"Yu Zecheng from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect is here."

As soon as these words were shouted, two monks flew out immediately, one on the left and one on the right, and said to Yu Zecheng respectfully:
"Greetings, senior. Senior, you are also here to participate in this plague conference. Please hurry up. You have already arrived at the middle and lower gates of the twelve Qingzhou."

Yu Zecheng couldn't help but nodded when he saw it. It seems that the Tianxin faction is not a bunch of idiots, and they also know that they want to help the common people. Now that all the sects are called here for a meeting, it must be to study how to prevent and control this plague.

Under the leadership of others, Yu Zecheng entered this important place of the Wuwo Tianxin sect, and saw a total of two to three hundred monks gathered here. You speak, I speak, the chaos is like a vegetable market, and there are even people in the market. There quarreled and quarreled,
When Yu Zecheng entered this place, he deliberately exuded the aura of the Nascent Soul True Monarch. All the monks here felt the invisible pressure and murderous aura, so they involuntarily lowered their voices and turned their heads to look at Yu Zecheng.

Yu Zecheng entered the hall, and before he could speak, three or four of the monks who looked at him were overjoyed, and hurried over, bowed to Yu Zecheng, and said:

"Greetings to benefactor, great, with seniors here, we are saved."

These people were extremely happy, but Yu Zecheng was taken aback. He couldn't remember who these people were, and one of them said:
"Engong, you saved us in Danzong back then, and now this Piccolo Witch is doing harm to the world again. Engong, you have come here, we are finally saved."

It turned out that this person was one of the people rescued by Yu Zecheng at Danzong Shitai back then. Looking at the few people in front of him, Yu Zecheng couldn't help but feel deeply moved. The events of that year are vivid in his memory, just like yesterday.

Hearing Yu Zecheng's name, all the monks in the hall were very happy, they were finally saved, but under the induction of Yu Zecheng's penetrating space and crossing the boundary Hunyuan Great Spiritual Ability, three or five monks looked at each other as if They were not happy about Yu Zecheng's arrival.

Yu Zecheng kept them in mind and asked:
"I passed by Qingzhou today, and saw no one on the road, the city was like a graveyard, there was no one for thousands of miles, and corpses were floating everywhere.

It turns out that the plague is rampant here, so I came here to ask your faction, how do you deal with this great plague? "

As soon as this was said, all the monks present blushed.An old man said:
"Hey, we can't protect ourselves, so we have the time to take care of those mortals.

This plague spread across all sects and sects, and many disciples of each sect died because of it. "

Yu Zecheng was taken aback and said:
"How is it possible? Immortal cultivators also got this plague?"

Then someone said:

"We suspect that this is the living poison refined by the Piccolo Witch. Before the plague broke out, someone saw her passing by here, so she must have cast the poison."

The people who answered this were those people who just smiled and didn't smile. Yu Zecheng's first reaction was to not believe it.

Piccolo Witch Wenman, Yu Zecheng understands it very well. This kind of understanding does not require long-term contact, and does not require any oath.

Since it wasn't her, who was it? Yu Zecheng glanced at these people with questioning eyes.

The benevolent monk shouted, hurriedly said:

"They are the Qi Dan sect in Qingzhou, one of the three thousand leftists. They separated from the Dan sect 3000 years ago. This sect is best at alchemy, but they have no cure for this plague."

Yu Zecheng looked at them, nodded, said nothing more, and began to inquire about the ins and outs of the matter.

It turned out that the plague spread a month ago. Apart from mortals, even immortal practitioners were infected together. All the previous panaceas failed. All sects and sects in Qingzhou had disciples who died of illness.

This situation has never happened before. At this time, Pidanzong claimed to have seen the Piccolo Witch. Immediately, people remembered the living poison of Danzong. All of a sudden, everyone concentrated their hatred on the Piccolo Witch. This plague must have been released by her. She must have done it.

The reason why the various sects gathered today is because the Pill Sect discovered the Piccolo Witch's whereabouts. Everyone gathered together and prepared to organize a team to capture the witch.

But the Piccolo Witch has not been caught by anyone since the Danzong incident, so there must be something extraordinary. Thinking of her poisonous means, everyone shudders. There are endless discussions here, who will be the vanguard.

Just when Yu Zecheng came here, everyone immediately looked at Yu Zecheng with admiration. If he appeared, everything would be settled easily. Yu Zecheng was the vanguard of eliminating demons.

Yu Zecheng smiled slightly and said:

"Eliminating the plague and saving the common people are the foundation of my generation's cultivation of immortals. Leave this matter to me."

There was a burst of cheers, and Yu Zecheng said again:
"But a man can't do without a head, and a bird can't fly without a head. If you entrust this matter to me, you must obey my command. I have the power of life and death. All monks who don't obey my command are only doing it for themselves, and they don't save the common people. Don’t blame my subordinates for being merciless, you guys can do it?”

All shouted together:
"We can do it."

Yu Zecheng nodded and smiled, and said:

"Okay, without further ado, where is the Piccolo Witch?"

The old man of Qi Danzong reappeared and said:

"The witch released the plague, pretending to be a gentleman, and treating people everywhere. In fact, I suspect that she was secretly testing the poison. She was in Huaiyin City, where she rescued the people in Yizhuang."

Yu Zecheng said:
"Okay, let's set off right away, aiming at Huaiyin City."

After speaking, Yu Zecheng took the four or five hundred monks, Yujian Yujian, Yuqi Yuqi, and headed for Huaiyin City.

That Huaiyin city is a big city, ten times bigger than the city Yu Zecheng just built, and the number of sick people is also ten times higher.

The crowd turned into hundreds of rays of light and flew towards Huaiyin City, which was as dazzling as a meteor shower from a distance.

Suddenly someone cheered in that city, this is an immortal, this is an immortal who came to rescue.

In Yizhuang in the city, there was a girl who rescued the common people everywhere. When she looked up and saw the countless sword lights, she couldn't help but frowned, but she was still treating patients without complaint or regret.

One of the little girls lay weakly on the bed, saw the countless sword lights, and said:
"Sister, sister. The bad guy is here again, there are so many, you go away."

The girl in white shook her head resolutely and said:
"I won't leave. I don't believe that there is no justice in this world. I will soon find out the antidote. If you persist for a while, you will be saved."

Those sword lights gathered here, almost covering the sky, the girl didn't even look at it, and continued to prepare the antidote.

Yu Zecheng landed in the Yizhuang, walked in slowly, watched Wenman configure the antidote, and then said:
"How is it, is there any result?"

The voice was slow and gentle. Wenman was startled when she heard Yu Zecheng's voice. The voice that had been remembered for many years sounded in her ears, and her heart beat wildly. She put down the medicinal materials and said:

"No, no antidote has been prepared yet."

Yu Zecheng asked:
"Did you poison it?"

Wenman shook his head and said:

"No."

Yu Zecheng said:
"Then why can't you make an antidote?"

Yu Zecheng asked softly, everything was so natural, every word Wenman said, Yu Zecheng believed for no reason at all, Wenman, who had been scolded by witches and witches all these years, suddenly had a kind of The urge to cry.
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There is another update, but it will be later, don't wait until the daytime to read it, I won't sleep until I finish writing.The idea is very good, but it is a pity that the plot needs to be designed, and it turns out that one chapter takes three hours.sorry.

(End of this chapter)