Youzhou, Anping County.

The general drew out half of his sword and froze on the spot.

When he felt the talisman attached to his armor, he felt that it was weighed down by a thousand kilograms of weight. Even if he had the cultivation level of the innate realm, he could not break it.

"Sir...sir, what should we do?"

The bodyguard next to him, unable to move, asked him with fear in his words, as if hesitantly.

In this regard, the general was somewhat silent.

He looked at Ji Qiu and his disciples who were driving thunder and lightning, controlling spiritual energy and striding towards the gathering place a hundred meters away, and said in a dry tone:

"What else can be done?"

"Just look at it!"

"I don't know where this madman came from. Judging from his appearance, it seems that he wants to lead his disciples to rescue these refugees..."

"What does he want?"

The general himself was a little unbelievable.

With such a high level of Taoism, he can make clouds and rain with his hands, drive away thunder and lightning, and have refined his Qi to such a level, I'm afraid he is no different from the Vajra of Martial Arts.

A person with such great supernatural powers wants to rescue these refugees who are like rootless duckweeds?

He couldn't figure it out.

But Ji Qiu didn't need him to figure it out.

With Su Yi and other Taipingmen, Ji Qiu pushed open the wooden gate in front of him under the dark clouds.

Suddenly, everything you looked around was dirty.

It's dirty literally.

How tidy do you expect a place where a thousand refugees from the epidemic can keep?

People wearing linen clothes, half lying on the ground, with dull eyes, can be seen everywhere.

Among them are old people, men, women, and children no more than a few years old...

After seeing Ji Qiu walking in with a dozen disciples, the eyes of the refugees at the front finally changed a little.

There was an old man in ragged clothes with patches on the cloth, who could barely cover his body. He stood up shakily.

He leaned on the black cane and stretched out his skinny palm slightly.

His fingers were trembling, as if pointing to the place behind Ji Qiu.

That is the barrier that surrounds them here, with only a hundred meters between them leading to the outside world.

But even this barrier, if you want to completely overcome it, is so out of reach.

The old man didn't pay much attention to Ji Qiu and the disciples behind him, as if they, these people with perfect energy, were as far away from him as a whole world apart.

"Can you please excuse me and ask me something?"

"Are we, can we go out..."

The old man's cloudy pupils revealed a bit of longing.

As soon as his words came out, the eyes of the dozens of slumped refugees around him all looked towards this place, mixed with a little vague brilliance.

In fact, they all knew that they and others gathered here were already waiting to die.

But if there is still a glimmer of hope of living, even if it is an extravagant hope, who would want to wait for death?

However, Ji Qiu shook his head and then said softly:

"You're welcome, sir. It's no trouble."

"But if you want to go out... you can't do it yet."

The young man's words were gentle, but when they fell on the ears of the people around him, they were like the whispers of a devil, shattering the glimmer of hope they had finally raised.

Seeing these people's eyes gradually showing frustration and turning into numb expressions again, Ji Qiu waved his hand, causing dozens of talismans to float around him.

The sky was filled with dark clouds. At this time, the young man looked serious and his hair was raised slightly:

"But, I am here today just to help you get out of this sea of ​​suffering."

"Taiping Dao, Zhang Julu, brought his disciples today..."

"Ter, wait, drive away the disease!"

With a soft drink, like spring thunder, Ji Qiu raised his head, closed his eyebrows slightly, and dozens of talismans danced with his fingertips.

His voice, blessed by spiritual energy, spread around the empty gathering place and reached the ears of all the refugees, making them a little stunned and causing some commotion.

"Taipingdao...what is that?"

"Zhang Julu, I seem to have heard of this name. More than a month ago, this person seemed to have come to our county to use talismans to help the sick!"

"Is that that person?"

"It seems really..."

Gradually, someone began to whisper.

Ji Qiu didn't say much about this.

The seal in his hand was formed. As someone who had practiced for three lifetimes, in the later stages of Qi refining, in Ji Qiu's eyes, there was actually no barrier at all.

After breaking through this barrier as a true being in the first life, the subsequent practice actually fell into place naturally.

In just half a year of practice in this world, his body has already reached the threshold.

Therefore, it only took more than a year for Ji Qiu to come to this world and achieve Qi control, which was not a sign of reluctance for Ji Qiu.

In the realm of Qi control, spiritual energy is like a stream. The spells that were less powerful in the past have undergone a qualitative change in this realm!

Clamping his index and middle fingers together, holding a talisman that shone with light, Ji Qiu looked solemn and began to cast the spell under the awed gazes of Su Yi and other disciples.

The young man in yellow opened his arms and was bathed in the violent wind and rain. His sleeves and robe were fluttering, and he just shouted softly:

"Call the wind, call the rain!"

The next moment, a strong wind suddenly came.

Wind, such a strong wind!

Then, the "tick-tick" rain fell together with the strong wind!

at the same time.

The dozens of talismans around Ji Qiu's body, driven by his spiritual energy, all rushed into the sky and exploded.

These talismans are all disease-repelling talismans and qi-nourishing talismans prepared in advance.

At this moment, their effects were activated in the sky, and combined with the rain-calling technique borrowed from Ji Qiu's cast, the ordinary rainwater was instantly transformed into healing water with vitality and spiritual power!

The strong wind blew the rain, which sprinkled the rain on the bodies of each victim, and by the way, the dirty and smelly camp was completely washed away in an instant!

These talismans stimulate spiritual energy and are mixed in the rain. Although the spiritual energy covering it is weak, it is still the most superior pure spiritual energy in the world.

As the spiritual rain falls, spiritual energy flows rapidly along the surface of the refugees' skin and along their limbs and bones.

The effects of the disease-removing talisman and the qi-nourishing talisman are gradually activated.

Sickness, disaster...wisps of invisible black energy gradually overflowed from the heads of these many refugees.

Their complexions began to change a little bit.

The heavy rain continues.

The spiritual energy in Ji Qiu's dantian, like a stream, was being consumed rapidly, and the talismans he brought kept flowing out as if they were free of charge.

Soon, some people who were suffering from serious diseases and almost dying gradually began to improve.

Their eyes were filled with confusion, as they looked at the sudden rain falling from the sky, and then looked at the figure in yellow who was casting spells not far away, calling for wind and rain. Their lips wriggled and their words were dry:

"Is this... an immortal?"

The refugees felt their bodies were full and gradually had some weak strength. They stood up.

Then someone took the lead in the direction where Ji Qiu was standing and fell to his knees with a 'plop' sound.

"I'll wait. Thank you, great wise master!"

Those who knew Ji Qiu's name took the lead in shouting at the top of their lungs.

In the beginning, there were only scattered figures doing this.

But later on, it was like a chain reaction.

One after another, civilian figures, following the first leader, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the figure in front of the camp gate during the heavy rain!

The thanks were mixed with tears and sobs, as well as tears of joy and gratitude...

Being pulled from hell to heaven in an instant is a feeling that no ordinary person can experience.

Thousands of words can be combined into one sentence of thanks.

The chaotic words were mixed together, and echoed with the violent wind and rain in the dark sky, forming a vast scene.

Such a big movement could not help but alarm the county town not far away.

The county government office was relatively close to the city gate, so after receiving the news, the county magistrate Zhou Wei hurriedly led the county captain and the city wall defenders out of the city.

He originally thought that there was a riot in the gathering place, or maybe something else happened.

But when he got out of the city gate, he couldn't help but be stunned by the scene that happened in front of him.

"Xu Dutong, what happened here?!"

Zhou Wei's hair was messy. He was surprised when he saw the strong wind sweeping out and the gathering places that were supposed to be burned to ashes in a short time.

At this time, the commander-in-chief who had previously intercepted Ji Qiu was leading his generals a hundred meters away, holding crossbows and preparing for battle, with complex expressions on their faces.

When he heard the superior officer behind him shouting and asking, his mood became even more bitter and unbearable.

After he told Zhou Wei all the narration in a short and long story, the magistrate of Anping County couldn't help but feel that it was even more ridiculous.

"Taipingdao, great virtuous teacher, Zhang Julu..."

"Isn't this what Lu Gong said, a disciple of the great scholar Zheng Xiu?"

The county magistrate took two steps back and was shocked and confused.

He has also heard about this matter.

At that time, when the scribe who heard this background actually came to this remote place to cure and save the sick, he himself didn't pay much attention.

How long can these temporary pity of our children last?

Maybe it's just a show, maybe it's just a whim.

There is no need to pay attention.

Can.

When Zhou Wei looked at the figure in yellow who was casting spells in the distance to make clouds and rain, and listened to the shouts and kneels that shook the sky.

For the first time he felt,

There seem to be real saints in this world.

They watched from outside the gathering place.

And inside, it was also constantly busy.

Ji Qiu used his spiritual energy to cast wind and rain, and supplemented it with many talismans, to eliminate all the illnesses from the more than a thousand common people who were suffering from the epidemic!

But as of this time, his mana has been completely exhausted.

He breathed a long sigh of relief and looked a little pale as he looked at the many civilians who kept kneeling and worshiping.

Seeing this, Su Yi next to her hurriedly ran over and tried to help Ji Qiushi, but the young man in yellow waved her hand gently to refuse, indicating that she didn't want to.

"There is no need to help me. I, a fellow cultivator of the Three Meridians, even if my spiritual energy is exhausted, I am still a scholar with self-generated literary energy and a master of the innate realm of martial arts. I am not as weak as you think."

"I used my magic power and combined it with hundreds of talismans to barely drive away the plague in this area. At present, the physical condition of most people has improved with the falling of the spiritual rain."

"But there may still be some seriously ill patients who have not completely eliminated the disease, so you still need to go and check. Remember to be careful and don't miss even a single civilian."

"It's a pity that in the realm of air control, after all, we still don't have the power of Dao Ji Daxiu. To reach this point is already the limit..."

Facing the concerned gazes of Su Yi and the surrounding disciples, Ji Qiu smiled and shook his head. Looking at the civilians who respected him as if they were gods, he cleared his throat and used the last bit of spiritual energy to spread the words:

"Everyone, please be patient a little longer, and you will be free."

"So, please continue to hold on for a while."

"Sufferings and epidemics have all gone away. These long waits will no longer be as desperate and painful as they were in the past few days."

Calm words, with almost no desires or demands, without any joy, anger or sadness.

Everyone looked stunned as they listened to the young man's plain and undemanding words.

It turned out that in his eyes, this was just an ordinary thing.

Because I want to do it, because I should do it, so I do it without asking for anything in return.

Some people's throats are rolling and they don't know what to say.

They looked at that man's disciples and respectfully said "yes", and then walked forward without stopping, not shying away from the mess on their bodies and others, and only focused on checking their physical conditions.

They watched the dark clouds in the sky gradually disappear, revealing the glow, and a rare rainbow appeared on the horizon.

At this time, for some reason, the depression and despair that had accumulated in most people's minds for a long time were all swept away.

A few people stepped forward and looked longingly at the young man in yellow, whose spine was as straight as a pine tree.

"Great Master, what should I do... to follow you?!"

When they arrived at Ji Qiu's side, they wanted to kneel on the ground, but when their knees took off their strength, they were affected by a mental wave and stopped kneeling.

At this time, the young man's gentle words came out again and spread around:

"The way of peace is welcomed by all like-minded friends."

"My lineage is opened up by all sentient beings. All Li people who believe in the idea of ​​​​helping the world are my Zhang Julu and my disciples of Taiping Dao."

"So you don't have to follow me all the time. As long as you abide by my teachings of Taiping in your heart, you will be with me no matter where you are."

Having said this, Ji Qiu opened his arms, as if embracing the clear sky after the rain.

He looked at the rays of light and the rainbow on the horizon, and squinted his eyes comfortably.

The heart of Tao is clear.

It's just so fun.

...

not far away.

The two figures coming on horseback had already stopped for a long time.

The two of them witnessed what just happened.

Among them, a young man with slender arms and a face like a crown of jade watched the young man in yellow call the wind and rain, and used the magic of talismans to save more than a thousand refugees who were seriously ill.

He got off the horse, looked at the glow in the sky, couldn't help but stretched out his palm, and murmured:

"Is this...the path you follow?"

"Xuan, I have learned a lesson."

At the same time, in mid-air in the distance, there was a Taoist who was able to control Qi and control the wind, and he also had a panoramic view of this scene.

"You shouldn't have appeared at this time."

The Taoist priest with white beard and hair had a complex expression, as if he was confused, but then he felt relieved, and even had a vague sense of certainty.

He saw with his own eyes that the life of the young man who was originally destined to survive a narrow escape gradually changed. At first it became less clear, and in the end it was like looking at flowers in a fog, making it difficult to figure out.

The Taoist gently stroked his long beard, then nodded and said to himself:

"But... this may be a good thing for this world..."

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ps: Today my friend asked me to go have a barbecue, and I will go out later, so I combined this word into more than 4,000 chapters today.

In addition, some friends say that I update less. In fact, most of my daily word count is around seven or eight thousand, and your page count also shows that. Compared with my peers, it may not be higher than the previous one, but it is definitely more than the lower one.

When I was writing this volume, especially the last few chapters, I felt quite depressed, because some chapters may only take you two minutes to read, but for me, it takes a full half an hour or even a full hour of preparation.

hours or even longer.

In this immersive situation, I need to be involved, so I have been immersed in this state. My mood is very heavy and anxious, and I don’t even know what to write every day.

I am able to persevere until now only because of your daily reading.

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Maybe.

At this point in this volume, the story has almost settled. The protagonist can speed up, and there should be some exciting stuff later on.

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