The original God, Yasha, the Immortal Doctor, will finally become the law of heaven

"teacher?"

"Don't ask, let everyone do what he said."

"Ok."

Those who can climb to the top of the tower are all smart people, and when they hear that their leaders have made a decision, they immediately start to work quickly.

Seeing the movements of the crowd, Xue Kui felt a little more at ease, and after thinking of the light beam formed by many spiritual threads, he quickly added a word.

"If there is a way to maintain connection with the Red King, it will be cut off as well! The same goes for connections with other places!"

Everyone hesitated. If they did that, they would really have no way out after being held hostage by the young man in front of them.

However, the old man's words cut off their hesitation.

"Just do it."

Although there were concerns in their hearts, the movements of everyone's hands were very quick.

After a while, the young scholar with relatively easy legs ran back.

"Teacher, all the constructs are closed, and all communication with the outside world has been cut off."

Hearing that, before the old man made any moves, Xue Kui stood beside the hole he had knocked out, and looked at the city below with his flickering left eye. The city that was originally shrouded in black silk thread was much cleaner now.

"What's next?"

Xue Kui turned his head and saw that the old man who made the decision had come behind him, and immediately answered him.

"Wait and see if there are any new batches of people infected."

"Is it infected..."

The old man chewed the word repeatedly, looking thoughtful.

More than ten minutes later, the out of breath young scholar boarded the top floor again.

"Old, teacher! After stopping the construct and cutting off the communication, no one in the city has symptoms anymore!"

After hearing these words, everyone on the top floor breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked curiously at Xue Kui, a young man who knew how to stop disasters.

While the sages were waiting for the old man at the head to ask questions on their behalf, they were surprised to see that the man they respected, the old man who had been the mentor of most of the people here, actually bowed to the young man. Aged waist.

"Thank you very much for your help, the original pure white prophet of the Pure Land, the fourth god of Sumeru."

Xue Kui raised his eyes slightly after his identity was revealed, while the sages widened their eyes and looked at the legendary Lord of the Pure Land carefully.

"It doesn't look like a god at all..."

I don't know who's talking softly to himself, and gained everyone's approval.

In their minds, the gods can be as majestic as the Scarlet King and as loving as the Tree King, but they will never be such a cute image of a young man.

What's more, the legendary pure white prophet is said to be so wise and far-sighted. If the person standing here is a white-haired old man, perhaps they will feel more credible.

However, the boy did tell them how to solve the disaster this time, which seems to be quite in line with the wisdom of the Pure White Prophet and his character of being close to the people.

Xue Kui was slightly surprised when his identity was revealed, and then became troubled by his inexplicable titles.

"The Pure Land does have something to do with me, but I'm not a god, I'm not even a Sumeru."

Rao is the head of the sages here, so he couldn't help being a little surprised by Xue Kui's words, and couldn't help but be moved by the truth of history in his heart.

The Lord of the Pure Land is not even a Sumeru person. If it were revealed, he would probably be severely criticized by contemporary desert scholars.

"Prophets don't have to worry about this. Gods are what people believe in. As long as they admire you, then you are gods to them."

Seeing the light of wisdom shining in the old man's eyes, Xue Kui thought for a while and stopped being obsessed with the various strange names people called him.

What does it matter what others call him?It's really nothing to worry about.

Xue Kui turned to cast a curious look at the old man.

"How do you know that I am related to the Pure Land? As far as I know, although the story of the Pure Land is famous, no one would somehow associate a person like me with the Pure Land, right?"

The old man smiled.

"The thirst for wisdom made me far away from the hometown that I am proud of, but I still remember the stories of growing up in the pure land, so I don't know nothing about the image of the prophet like ordinary people , knowing that he is a white-haired boy."

It turned out to be the descendants of the original group of people.

Although I have the idea of ​​knowing the current situation of the Pure Land from the person concerned, it seems a little inappropriate to talk about this kind of thing now, and at the same time, the old man's question is thrown over.

"Master Prophet, do you know what happened to this disaster? I heard you just said the word infection. If there is no origin, there will be no such thing as infection."

It was hard to imagine how ridiculous the truth would be in the eyes of the desert people, so Xue Kui fell into silence.

After hesitating for a moment, Xue Kui still told the truth.

"There is a high probability that there is something wrong with the Red King."

There are no signs of infection in the body of the infected person, but the degree of infection is so deep that it can kill people instantly. This can only mean that the inner spirit that is infected is more sensitive than the body.

The Red King's idea of ​​building a new world is based on spreading the constructs all over the place, so as to maximize the coverage of his spiritual power and lead people's consciousness to the world he built.

Merge thousands of thoughts into one, unify thousands of calculations into one...

Now that the consciousness and spirit have been integrated, as long as one of them is infected, it will naturally spread to others.

The only person in the desert who has the ability to contact things outside the world is Akhmar. The dark spiritual threads that filled the sky before also confirmed the fact that Akhmar has been infected.

To Xue Kui's surprise, none of the people present stood up to refute him, and the old man even showed a clear look on his face.

If Xuekui asked them to close the construct and made them a little confused, then the way of cutting off the communication afterwards was equivalent to saying directly what the problem was.

Even though they are not very willing to accept this fact, the people who have already foreseen the answer in their hearts will naturally not make any drastic moves.

The old man sighed.

"I originally expected that the problem would come from the Red King's side, but I didn't expect it to come directly from the god itself?"

After regretting, the old man immediately adjusted his state and asked Xue Kui.

"Master Prophet, is there any possibility of contagion in the creation of the Red King's grace?"

"As long as you don't activate the construct and communicate with other places. Just use those lighting equipment and the like, it should be fine."

"Well... just in case, let's ask the citizens to stop using anything related to the favor of the Red King."

After pondering for a moment, the old man still chose the most conservative option, he didn't want to risk his life to try it.

"Well, I will deal with the matter on the side of the Red King later."

"...The difficulties encountered by the gods, probably only another god can solve them. Lord Prophet, I am sorry to trouble you."

At this time, a middle-aged man with a tired look ran up to the top floor.

"Teacher, a support team has arrived from outside the city."

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the old man showed doubts.

They got help from the legendary Lord of the Pure Land, so they stabilized the situation so quickly. Which city made faster progress than them, and could even dispatch a support team?

"Which city are you from?"

"Not from any city, teacher."

The middle-aged man paused, and a trace of confusion appeared on his tired face.

"It's the team from the rainforest."

Rao, who has always been calm and steady, also showed surprise at this time.

As people of a country, the relationship between the desert and the rainforest cannot be said to be bad, but there has been no communication, and it is even said that there is not much exchange of information.

Now that there has just been a problem in the desert, people from the rain forest actually sent people to support it. It is really surprising. How did they know that the desert was in trouble?

"Please come in quickly... No, I'd better go see them in person."

The old man took two steps and found that Xue Kui was also following behind him.

"Master Prophet, what is this?"

"Before going to the Scarlet King, let's see if we can go to another god to learn something."

Xue Kui smiled at the old sage.

"You also said that the difficulties encountered by a god can only be solved by another god. The Scarlet King naturally understands this truth, so he asked the official god of Sumeru for help."

The old sage knew everything, and his face showed a sudden understanding.

Is it the instruction from the Lord of the Labyrinth, King Dacishu...

There was no conflict in the meeting between the desert and the rain forest, and there was no sarcasm hidden in the words. They contacted each other naturally, discussed the future plan, and then started work efficiently, building a temporary temple according to the rain forest scholar. .

The temple was built, and scholars from the rain forest entered it one after another, but they quickly stopped and looked at the white-haired young man following them.

Although it can be seen from the previous contact with the old sage that this young man has a high status in the desert, but on this occasion to guide the power of the Great Mercy Tree King, a deserter should also be present. It's a rude thing to do.

Xue Kui also gave his own explanation for this.

I want to ask the Tree King about the current situation of the Red King.

For this reason, the scholars in the rainforest immediately understood the state of mind of the white-haired boy.

If it was King Dacishu who was in crisis, they might be more anxious than the young man at this time.

No matter what misunderstandings the rainforest scholars had about Xue Kui's reasons, at least the result was that Xue Kui followed them into the temple smoothly.

The temporarily built temple does not need to be considered for people to worship, so the interior without any decorations looks very deserted, and the rainforest scholars also took out the seeds that host the power of the Great Mercy Tree King from their bosoms and buried them into the ground.

Soon, the seeds sprouted, and the vines climbed to the surrounding walls. The bare temple was instantly covered with various green plants. At first glance, the temple looked a bit like it was in disrepair, but after a closer look, the fresh green of the plants It will make people feel a sense of peace of mind and comfort.

After the plants grew, the rhizomes connected to the veins below the temple, and Buyer's power was transmitted to the desert through the veins.

Xue Kui saw the role of the temple and injected his power into the earth veins below.

Not long after, under the surprised gazes of the rainforest scholars, the branches of the plants twisted and formed a human-high ring in the air, and the projected figures made them immediately bow and salute.

"Master Tree King, I don't know if there is anything else that needs to be conveyed by you personally."

Those who did not get a response raised their heads suspiciously, and saw the gentle god who always had a smile on his face, staring behind them with wide-eyed eyes.

The scholars who were aware of this turned around and saw that the young man whom they regarded as the Desert Sage was raising his hand gently, like an old friend they had not seen for a long time, greeting their god.

27. You don’t need to die. You don’t mind if I open a grave that you don’t need.

"It's been so long since I saw you come back from the desert, I thought you had left Sumeru."

Is there something wrong with His Excellency Tree King's tone?

The scholars in Xumi looked at their colleagues quietly. After seeing the strange look in everyone's eyes, they all realized that the feeling they just had was not an illusion.

Why did His Excellency the Tree King's words reveal a bit of a little girl's resentment?

What is the background of this white-haired boy?Can this otherworldly god of wisdom express emotions that only exist in mortals?

"The handsome way of leaving without saying goodbye is something I can do, but unfortunately, I was actually stumbled by some problems in the desert, and I encountered the current problem just after solving it .”

Buyer, who was in the Jingshan Palace, saw Yasha spread his hands and a heartless smile appeared on his face from the projection, and for some reason felt that his teeth were itchy.

"After this incident is over, you have to come back to my place."

Xuekui, who sensed a hint of crisis from Buyer's smiling expression, decisively chose to avoid the question.

"That depends on whether it is necessary."

"The relative you haven't seen for a long time misses you day and night, but you have such an ambiguous attitude towards her, it's too much."

Looking at Buyer who was hiding his face and seemed to be crying, Xue Kui was still shocked even though he knew that the other person's appearance was just fake.

"Hey! Your followers are still here! Don't you even want to keep the face of the God of Wisdom?"

The tree king hammered the wooden table in front of him.

"Mothers worry about what face their children need to worry about!"

Xue Kui was stunned by these violent remarks.

Well, you Boyer, I felt that you were plotting against me before, but now you are actually pretending that you are not willing to pretend?

Everyone's relatives belong to relatives, and you are indeed older than me, but you can't take advantage of me like this, right?

The scholars in the temple were stunned when they heard this.

Is this His Excellency the Son of God?