The Age of Doom: I Can Deduce Countless Ages of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 77 Firmness
"In your opinion, what do you think should be the solution?"

Chisongzi looked at Xu Xucheng with interest and said.

At this time, the other alchemists in the room also looked at Xu Xucheng.

Because they want to see what the boy can say.

Hearing this, Xu Xucheng directly picked up the handwritten longevity epidemic, pointed to the famous Qingxiao Zong Taiwei Zhenjun on it, and said: "This epidemic is the epidemic of your immortal cultivators. I can't solve this epidemic. I think the answer should be in the here."

As soon as these words came out, Chisongzi and the other alchemists in the camp were stunned.

"Boy, do you know who the name you are referring to is?"

Seeing Xu Xucheng's appearance, Chisongzi said.

Xu Xucheng shook his head.

He is not from the world of cultivating immortals, so naturally he has never heard of Zhang Qingyuan's name.

"Before the end of the Dharma, that person was the most arrogant person in the world, and he could be registered as a fairy in the world. After the end of the Dharma, you must have seen the crack across the sky. The scar was left by that person."

Chi Songzi looked at Xu Xucheng to see his reaction.

"So? You just stand here and watch the world degenerate into what it is now?"

Xu Xucheng said in a deep voice when he heard what Chisongzi said.

He doesn't know the grievances between the cultivators, but now there is only one way to solve the epidemic.

"Such great power is not easy to get along with. Although most of this epidemic has nothing to do with True Monarch Taiwei, how dare we question him? If he gets angry, judging by the sword marks that day, he will turn the land over. It’s not impossible to come here.”

A monk behind Chisongzi said with a wry smile.

If such a troublesome thing happened to the longevity epidemic, if they come to the door again, if it makes the Taiwei Zhenjun mistakenly think that he is questioning him.

Most of everyone's understanding of Zhang Qingyuan comes from rumors, and everyone does not know Zhang Qingyuan's nature.

If he was offended, a giant of the immortal way might be three times more powerful than this plague when he was angry.

In this world, there is also the emphasis on karma, but Zhang Qingyuan's innate Taoist bone possesses the supernatural power of not being affected by karma.

All monks in this world can be afraid of killing evil, but Zhang Qingyuan can have no taboos.

At least they wouldn't think about going to Qingxiaozong before the knife stabbed themselves.

Xu Xucheng looked at the monk in front of him and fell silent.

He also grew up listening to fairy tales.

At least before the end of the Dharma, when he was a child, he also thought that one day he would be able to worship the immortal sect of the Eastern Wasteland and become a cultivator who slays demons and eliminates demons.

The end of the law was also when he was growing up. Looking at the declining immortal cultivators, he also extinguished his desire to cultivate immortals.

Turned to the road of helping the world and saving people.

Seeing the frightened monk in front of him, after a brief silence, he began to show a trace of sarcasm: "So, are you afraid of the Qingxiao Sect Taiwei Zhenjun?"

"How can this be called fear? If that person gets angry, it will be three points more terrifying than the epidemic."

The monk beside Chisongzi couldn't help but replied.

Xu Yunyi stood beside Xu Xucheng, and he saw Xu Xucheng's face became more and more gloomy.

He knew that Xu Xucheng was sullen in his heart at this moment.

Xu Xucheng glanced at the monks coldly, and then directly lifted the curtain of the tent!

The camp behind the curtain was full of civilians with horrible abscesses growing on their bodies.

The originally low howling sound began to spread into the camp.

"Help me! I have money! I have two property deeds in the imperial capital. As long as I can be cured, I will give anything!"

"I really beg you, help me!"

"Mom! I hurt!"

A series of hoarse, vicissitudes or immature mourning sounds penetrated into everyone's ears.

Standing in front of the tent, Xu Xucheng turned his head and said coldly to the monks in the tent, "So you are afraid, but you are afraid of death, so aren't those who are already infected outside afraid?"

"I know today that you cultivators will have the virtues you have today."

"Are you afraid? I am not afraid. Since you are not going, then I will go by myself."

Xu Xucheng snorted coldly, flung his robe and left the tent.

Seeing the complaint, Xu Yun hurried out of the tent with Xu Xucheng.

Xu Xucheng looked at the patients waiting to die in the camp, and his face became more and more gloomy and embarrassing.

"Are you really going to the Qingxiao Sect? The Qingxiao Sect is two thousand miles away from here, and the road is so rugged. Even with a top-notch Chollima, it will take at least half a month, and there is still a plague outside now!"

Xu Yunyi followed Xu Xucheng's pace and said quickly.

Hearing Xu Yunyi's words, Xu Xucheng still kept walking. He just said firmly: "If this continues, everyone will die. In the end, we must go to ask the Supreme Master Taiwei. Since it is something that must be done, why not do it?" ?”

"This? Is it true that only that person can save this epidemic?"

Xu Yunyi said in a daze.

Xu Xucheng didn't nod when he heard the words. He looked at the wailing and inhuman patients all over the place and said, "I don't know if there are such medical experts in the world, but now the sooner the better, the sooner one day may be able to save many people."

"But those monks said that they might die if they went to Qingxiaozong!"

Seeing that Xu Xucheng was so determined, Xu Yun said excitedly.

Hearing this, Xu Xucheng glanced back at Xu Yunyi and said, "Isn't it possible if you don't go? Is it true that you only know how to hide if you have a knife stuck in your body?"

Xu Yunyi was at a loss for words.

And Chisongzi also followed out at some point, looking at Xu Xucheng, who was gradually firming up his steps, and the patients on both sides of the road, he was thoughtful.

(End of this chapter)