Chapter 534 What Are You Worthy of My Begging?
About half an hour later.
Cheng Fan secretly wiped his sweat and glanced at the nearly a hundred people lying on the clouds behind him.
Just like a conscientious old farmer, checking the fruits of his harvest.
"So many people have been affected by the trick, and many have already started to suffer from attacks!"
Although the people on the cloud have fallen into coma, many patients who have suffered attacks have begun to move uncontrollably.
Some people alternate between cold and hot, with their bodies curled up into a ball and their body temperature rising rapidly.
Some people have dry mouth and begin to cough uncontrollably.
Some people feel dizzy, tossing and turning, and even have trouble sleeping.
Cheng Fan's face darkened, and with a wave of his Taoist robe, the clouds carried the patients flying to the sky above Dishui Temple.
Dishui Temple could not accommodate so many people, so they were simply placed in the clouds.
At this time, within the scope of Cheng Fan's consciousness, there was no one case of anyone infected with the plague.
Cheng Fan's eyes flashed sharply.
It's time to meet this plague spreader!
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Inside the Asking Heart Temple.
The old Taoist priest sat on the futon with a bored look on his face, looking out the door from time to time.
"Oh, why is there no one all of a sudden?"
He had been staying in the temple and hadn't noticed that the road from Dishui Town to Dishui Temple had been blocked by Cheng Fan.
No matter which way you go, everyone in the town will only see a "Under Construction" sign and go home.
The old Taoist priest who was in a daze suddenly frowned, and he smelled a strange smell.
The smell was too fresh, which actually made him, a plague god who dealt with plague all day long, feel very uncomfortable.
The fallen leaves outside the door swirled, and a figure wearing a moon-white Taoist robe appeared under the tree.
His cold and terrifying eyes fell on the old Taoist priest.
The old Taoist priest stood up unsteadily, without any fear, and walked out the door without any fear.
I looked around and saw that there was no one on the previously bustling street.
"I was just wondering why no one came to the door all of a sudden. It turns out it was you, a Taoist priest, who made the mistake."
Cheng Fan had a stern face and anger in his eyes.
How dare the dispute between monks spread to mortals?
"You dare to do such a cruel thing to a mortal, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"
After hearing Cheng Fan's words, the old Taoist snorted coldly:
"I know well that as long as they become believers of the mountain god, I will naturally cure them of the plague immediately. But if they are stubborn, I will not harm their names, but I will let them taste the consequences of angering the god!
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Cheng Fan frowned, he was a little unsure of the identity of the old Taoist priest in front of him.
Although his aura belongs to the heretical path, it does not look like an evil cultivator, and there is even a hint of aloofness.
He said that he believed in the mountain god, but there was no scent of incense on his body, making his identity increasingly difficult to identify.
Cheng Fan shook his head and said coldly: "Forcing others to believe in you, how is this different from an evil god? If the mountain god you believe in knows, you will die without a burial place!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The old Taoist priest laughed loudly, with a look of disdain on his face, and said angrily:
"Speaking of mountain gods, I would like to ask you, how did the mountain god of Wuzhen Mountain die?"
Cheng Fan frowned. Didn't the original mountain god of Wuzhen Mountain die because the incense was cut off?
At that time, he personally sent her away for system tasks.
"I sent it away, what's the problem?"
Cheng Fan said calmly.
The old Taoist priest showed a nonchalant expression.
Kill the mountain gods and plunder the spiritual energy.
The most important thing is that you have offended a big shot in the upper world. Are you going to die?
Cheng Fan frowned, not wanting to have any more verbal arguments with him.
At this time, he was still thinking about the nearly 100 people in the temple and on the cloud. Every second wasted, their lives would be greatly shortened, and over time, their lives would be in danger!
He said in a cold voice: "Quickly get rid of the plague! I will spare you this time! If you have any grudge against my Dripping Water Temple, I will take over immediately, but it must not affect mortals!"
The old Taoist priest couldn't help laughing when he heard this.
You are so fake! I don’t believe you are this kind of person.
"You can save them if you want. Please beg me. Maybe if I'm in a good mood, I can help them out and save them a little pain."
Cheng Fan's face darkened slightly and he said calmly: "Who do you think you are, worthy of me begging for you?"
“You should be killed for spreading plague!
If you know your mistakes and don’t correct them, you should be killed!
Killing innocent people indiscriminately, they deserve to be killed!"
Cheng Fan had a stern face and said "should be killed" three times in a row. The old Taoist priest was so angry that his face turned green.
"How dare you, Shuzi?!"
"Hmph! Why don't you dare?"
Cheng Fan snorted coldly and stamped his right foot on the ground. He heard a roar and the ground shook in an instant!
A large formation filled with black and white energy suddenly rose up, with the "Wenxin Temple" as the core, covering the entire surrounding area.
The old Taoist immediately noticed the extraordinary nature of the two qi of yin and yang, and his face suddenly darkened.
The Taoist robe shook, and two long dragons of plague rolled out from the sleeves of the robe.
"Boom!"
The long dragon of plague rolled in like a mighty tornado.
The old man's white hair was flying, his sleeves and robes were billowing up and down, leading a long dragon of plague towards Cheng Fan!
There was a strong smell of plague, there were at least seven or eight kinds of plague in it, and even Cheng Fan couldn't be infected.
Once you are infected with these plagues, you will have to shed a layer of skin even if you die!
Facing this earth-shaking dragon that almost set off a storm of plague, Cheng Fan's expression remained unchanged and he did not move at all.
It's as if the two long dragons in front of you are just a longer insect.
I saw him let out a soft drink, the formation on the soles of his feet shone brightly, and the black and white yin and yang qi rotated at high speed, accumulating and concentrating.
Compared with the huge dragon of plague sweeping across the world, the black and white qi didn't look very conspicuous, and even the breath was faintly covered.
However, the rotation speed of Yin and Yang Qi is ten times faster than the rotation speed of the tornado set off by the plague dragon! It is more than a hundred times faster!
The surging black and white energy, like an extremely sharp blade, can easily cut into the storm of the plague dragon and destroy it!
"How can this be?!"
The old Taoist's face changed slightly. He used 50% of his mana in this attack!
How could a mere golden elixir cultivator destroy his attack?!
No! There’s something weird about these yin and yang qi!
etc!
Could this be it?!
Without waiting for the veteran to react, Cheng Fan calmed down and let out a loud shout!
"Duh!"
Cheng Fan formed a thought and suddenly moved the magic formula with his two fingers.
His face darkened, he had never encountered such a big resistance when setting up the formation, as if he was facing Nian Suixi and the Stove Lord.
Cheng Fan immediately understood that the old Taoist priest in front of him was definitely more powerful than he imagined.
But even so, as soon as the black and white Qi came out, the formation was already formed. He didn't need to work hard to activate it, but he only needed to withstand huge pressure.
"combine!"
Cheng Fan shouldered the pressure, quickly pinched the magic formula with his fingers, brought up afterimages, and quickly changed into various seals.
"The formation is complete!"
Chapter completed!