Immortality starts from eating melons in the cold palace

Chapter 132: The so-called immortal, killed instantly with one move (1323 additional updates for first order)

Three days later.

The refining of the plague-removing soup is enough to save tens of millions of patients.

"Su Jin, mobilize the Zoroastrian Cult to deliver plague-repelling soup to the people of Shaanxi."

Li Changsheng handed over the task of distributing the anti-fungal soup to Su Jin.

Due to the slander of successive emperors of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the reputation of Zoroastrianism in the Great Zhou Dynasty was not very good.

Although Emperor Yongli stopped slandering Zoroastrianism after he came to power.

But if Zoroastrianism wants to reverse its reputation, it cannot be done in a short time.

Li Changsheng planned to take advantage of the Shaanxi plague to rectify the name of Zoroastrianism.

Su Jin brought three thousand Zoroastrian disciples to Shaanxi.

Wherever he passed, the medicine cured diseases and thousands of families were born with Buddhas.

The reputation of Zoroastrianism has undergone a 180-degree change in a short period of time.

If it weren't for Li Changsheng's control, he might have been the second great teacher.

Yan'an Prefecture.

The source of the plague outbreak was also the most serious place.

When Su Jin and his entourage came to Yan'an Prefecture, the prefect Yang Jingping took the people all over the city to eat pots of juice to welcome the king.

The dense crowd surrounded Su Jin and his party.

"Common people, fellow villagers, you don't have to squeeze."

"This is a magical medicine refined by the leader of our religion. It can cure illnesses."

“Everyone has a share.”

Su Jin's business has been very proficient in many places along the way.

Started to distribute plague-repelling soup to the people of Yan'an Prefecture.

Among the people, a middle-aged man in ragged clothes, whose body was covered with pustules, came over.

Wherever he walked, other people took the initiative to make way.

Because there were too many pustules on his body, and they were densely packed, like a honeycomb.

For an ordinary patient, ten pustules on the body is considered too much.

No one looks like the person in front of me. He has countless pustules on his body.

When Su Jin saw this man, there was a hint of pity in his eyes.

"Uncle, you are seriously ill, please drink a few more sips of the magic medicine."

"The medicine is guaranteed to cure the disease."

The middle-aged man took a sip of the plague-repelling soup and tasted it with great interest.

"Bah - it tastes terrible!"

"Uncle, good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease."

"It's only effective against the plague if it tastes bad."

Su Jin suppressed her anger and spoke to the middle-aged man covered in pustules.

She endured it for the sake of Zoroastrianism's reputation.

"Tsk tsk!"

"It tastes bad just because it tastes bad!"

"Uncle..."

Su Jin still wanted to explain, but the man's next words instantly caused Su Jin's expression to change dramatically.

"Kill my little darlings, you are unpardonable!"

"You...you are the one spreading the plague!"

Su Jin's pupils shrank suddenly, two rays of light burst out, and she looked straight at the man in front of her.

The man was covered in pustules and had a hideous gash at the corner of his mouth.

He was obviously laughing, but it gave people a creepy feeling.

"You got the answer right, and I'll give you a big gift."

"You are so beautiful, what kind of gift should I give you?"

"Well, I'll send you to the west."

The man covered in pustules is as crazy as a lunatic.

But the terrifying aura exuding from his body made Su Jin and other Zoroastrian disciples almost stop breathing.

terror!
  Great horror!
  Just the breath coming from her body made Su Jin find it difficult to breathe.

It was as if a huge boulder was pressing down on his chest.

A terrifying life-and-death crisis filled everyone's hearts.

The man covered in pustules smiled ferociously.

Raising his right palm to his chest, mana gathered in his palm and turned into a large black handprint.

Shoot it out with one palm!
  In an instant, strong winds rose and black smoke rose into the sky.

Dark palm prints burst out, mixed with a foul smell.

Oncoming. At this moment, two spiritual lights, one black and one white, suddenly cut through the sky and collided with the dark palm prints.

boom--

The big black handprint was instantly torn apart by two spiritual lights.

Then, with unabated power, it shot towards the man covered in pustules.

The man covered in pustules obviously did not expect the sudden change, and a look of panic flashed on his face.

"Die!"

Both palms came out.

Palm prints flew.

In one breath, he shot eighteen palms.

Eighteen large black handprints soared into the sky and strangled towards the two spiritual lights.

"Humph--"

"Resist tenaciously!"

A cold snort fell from the sky.

The tone of voice was indifferent, as if he were a superior god.

As this cold snort fell, the black and white auras suddenly changed and became entangled together.

There is a vague meaning of Tai Chi.

boom--

boom--

boom--

With the force of thunder, he broke through eighteen palm prints in a row.

The momentum is overwhelming!

Entering and exiting like no one else!
  Immediately afterwards, in full view of Su Jin and others, he trapped the man with pustules on his face.

The aura dispersed.

Only then did Su Jin see that the black and white auras were actually two rings.

One black and one white, secretly resonating and echoing each other.

The Sun and Moon Double Ring, in their first attack, suppressed the culprit behind the plague in the North with thunderous force.

This person was locked by the double rings of the sun and the moon, suspended in mid-air, struggling hard, but to no avail.

The pustules on his body were punctured one after another.

The densely packed plague bugs emerged, making everyone around them feel their scalps numb and their stomachs churning.

"Is this the so-called immortal?"

"It's only been a while, and I've already reached the fifth level of Qi training."

"If he develops carefully for decades, he might be able to build a foundation directly."

Li Changsheng sighed.

When a villain succeeds, he becomes arrogant for a while and has no idea how to write the word "steady".

"Yu Xingtian, I'll leave him to you."

Yu Xingtian curled his lips when he saw the man covered in pustules.

"Master, looking at this man is off-putting."

"Stop talking nonsense and go search for souls!"

Yu Xingtian suppressed his nausea and got into the other person's eyebrows.

A quarter of an hour later.

Yu Xingtian completed the soul search.

"Master, this man's name is Gao Xiangzhi. Before March, he saw the Dengxian Sect and got a plague insect."

After hearing Yu Xingtian's words, Li Changsheng was not surprised.

Sure enough, it is the Climbing Immortal Sect.

"Besides him, is there anyone else who has received immortality?"

"There are also two good brothers of his who are also blessed with immortality. One is named Li Chengdao and the other is named Zhang Guozhong."

"What kind of fate did the other two get? Where are they now?"

"This... Gao Xiangzhi doesn't know."

"The immortal fate they received was kept secret from the other two."

"After receiving the Immortal Fate, the three of them parted ways because of different ideas."

"Gao Xiangzhi feels that he is invincible in the world because of his immortal destiny. There is no opponent for him in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty. He acts recklessly."

"Li Chengdao does not agree with Gao Xiangzhi's idea. He believes that there are many masters in Da Zhou, so they should develop in a low profile. After they become powerful, they can then raise an army to overthrow the tyranny of Da Zhou."

"As for Zhang Guozhong, he doesn't have the ambition of Li Chengdao. He just wants to call himself the ancestor and establish a sect."

"Look for Li Chengdao and Zhang Guozhong. Once traces are found, they will be killed without mercy."

(End of this chapter)