Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live while preaching to animals

Chapter 544

At the same time.

The evil cultivators, who Danyangzi believed to be the initiators, were now hustering in their own territory and trembling.

Compared with the disciples of the Dao Palace who are in the midst of famous mountains and rivers and live in simplicity.

Always mingling in the crowd, the evil cultivators who have been hidden in the world have already suffered.

And it's not a little bit difficult, many people have mana Weibo, and they are accompanied by poisons all day long, and their bodies are already bad.

Now that he encountered this plague, he couldn't prevent it at once, and he was sent away on the spot.

Perhaps, for the righteous people and ordinary people, this is the blessing of misfortune.

At this time, somewhere in Yangcheng.

The four of them hugged the quilt and shrunk up beside the electric heater.

"This, this damn plague has been going on for a long time, and everyone is about to lose it!

My body is hot and cold now, we are cultivators, how can we become such ghosts?"

"Alas, who said it wasn't, if I hadn't cultivated the Ice System Escape Method, I could have cooled down my brain, otherwise I would have been burned and confused

!" "Sensei, we cultivators, even the little ghosts I raised have been specially recruited! God knows that this damn plague can even be tricked by ghosts!"

"Fuck it?

Hearing that the little ghosts had been tricked, everyone's eyes widened, and they were shocked beyond measure.

After a while, everyone looked at the old man beside him, who was the most respectable and never looked at him, and said,

"Ghost elder, you can give me a trick." Are there any people in our left path who have the ability to cure this plague?" Hearing

this, the old man glanced at him coldly, and said slowly:

"What are you panicking, this plague is at most uncomfortable, and it can't kill people..."

The

old man's face suddenly became gloomy, and he glared at him fiercely.

Just talk a lot of words, right

? Believe it or not, I'll cut you?

The man shrunk his neck and quickly closed the mic.

The old man snorted lightly and said with a sneer:

"There are not many people who are good at alchemy, but there are countless people who are good at refining poison. "

Many people believe in fighting poison with poison, even if he is willing to give it to you, do you dare to eat it?"

Hearing the ghost elder's cold words, everyone shrank their necks one after another.

Even

if they can really fight poison with poison, they will save people in the face of the old ghost, can you guarantee that they will not put a little bit of medicine powder or poisonous insects in the pill to control people?

Those black-hearted guys usually play organ trafficking, and they also use people to refine drugs, and the people who are drugged by them have to become their lackeys nine times out of ten.

They are not stupid, how can they easily go to that kind of ghost place to ask for medicine?

Anyway, they have mana in their bodies, and they are more able to resist than ordinary people.

It is better to persist for a while longer, and maybe with the current medical technology, we will soon be able to invent a special medicine to resist the plague?

Seeing everyone's expressions of sneer, the ghost elder said lightly:

"Hmph! Stay honest

!" "This plague has caused us to suffer a great loss of vitality, and the plan will be delayed again."

"Recharge your energy first, and then get through the difficulties." "

......

Dripping view, after the mountain dan room.

With a roar, bags of Qingwen Pill were freshly baked.

And with the continuous improvement of Cheng Fan's alchemy technique, he also became more and more familiar with the Dan Fang, and the operation methods became more and more proficient, and now each furnace of pills has reached a full two hundred

! If the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain knows, I am afraid that he will be so anxious that he will stomp his feet on the spot!

Xu Huan was also sent by Cheng Fan to other regions to buy medicinal materials, although medicinal materials are common, the amount required is very large.

At this time, seven bags were placed on the stone platform temporarily opened outside the house, which meant that Cheng Fan had continuously refined at least seven furnaces of pills.

Even the temperature of the alchemy furnace was already high, and the area around the Danfang had become a dry land.

Because the gushing heat was so strong that even the ground began to crack, not to mention the plants outside.

The seven bags of pills on the stone platform have an average of about one hundred and fifty Qingwen pills per bag, and it is time for several seniors to come back at this time.

The three old men of Sunset Red, as well as the old man of the plague god who atoned, the four of them came and went in a hurry, and continued to act separately with the seven bags to save the world.

Along the way, he met the incense gods who were familiar with each other, so he distributed the Qingwen Pill to them to help Huaxia together.

In this ancient and magnificent land, more and more incense spirits are awakened and activated.

Countless incense flames were about to burn, and the gods who had silently dissipated resolutely stepped forward.

The god of the land, the god of the mountain, the god of the river... Those incense gods who can no longer receive incense and are on the verge of disappearing at any time.

They barely survived by relying on their meager divine power, and they reluctantly watched the land they had guarded for thousands of years.

At this moment, he didn't care at all about the fast-burning incense wish power, and poured all his power into the pill.

There was a hint of determination in his eyes.

The pill is crushed and turned into rain and mist pouring down.

Laughing and drifting away in the fog, there is no longer a word left in the world.

For a time, it was a long time.

Countless mountains, countless lands, countless rivers, let out a silent tremble, as if they were wailing for the dissipation of the gods who guarded them.

On the eve of the year, there was also the Lord of the Stove, and they watched one after another incense gods disappear between heaven and earth.

There is no rabbit dead fox sorrow, no lamentation and sigh.

They will have this day after all, and that is also their fate.

However, in the last years of the wind and candles, when it is not needed by people.

can dedicate his last candle to the world and leave with a smile.

It's already worth comforting themselves.

These two incense gods even faintly envied.

"Er Cao's body and name are destroyed, and the rivers and rivers will not be wasted.

Nian Suixi's eyes were moist and he muttered to himself.

Although these mountain gods, earth gods and other incense gods have disappeared from the world, disappeared into oblivion, and drifted away in the sky.

But their spirit, their beliefs, have been passed down for a long time like the Yangtze River.

More and more rain and fog scattered across the boundless land with the belief of the incense gods to protect the people.

The plague and plague have all dissipated and disappeared, and the sky has been clear and clear.

It seems that he felt the strong power of desire in the rain and mist, and more and more Taoist figures stood solemnly and gave up.

More and more Buddhist monks have sad eyes, slowly bow their heads, and fold their hands to chant Buddhist scriptures.

They are seeing off the incense gods who have been extinguished in the world.

Not only that, but people who have just recovered from a serious illness call out to their friends, open their arms in the rain and mist, and cheer for the health and tranquility that this miracle has brought them.

With the efforts of the dripping spectators and countless incense gods, the rain and mist finally spread to every corner of China.

Chinese.

Twelve hours later.

The sky is clear, the world is peaceful!