Hundred Flowers City, North City Gate.
The residents who flocked to the city gate for the second time did not have the helplessness and helplessness of the last time.
The city gate had been smashed to pieces by the crowd, and the broken wooden boards were thrown aside, revealing the wilderness outside the city. It's just that above the wilderness, a huge barrier shrouded the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and silver rays of light flickered in the sunlight. Expressionlessly conveying spiritual power to the enchantment.
Women, children and old people are behind, young people are in front, and there are even soldiers guarding the city in the team.
A tall man was holding a stick and yelled at the city gate: "Is your Hundred Flowers Valley amazing? When the plague came, where were you? Now all the sick people in the city have turned into zombies, but you came out and sealed the city. Don't you care about the life and death of the people in this city?"
After he finished speaking, he rushed forward and hit the barrier with a stick.
As if hitting a solid high wall, the stick was beaten with sawdust flying, and the man's right hand was immediately cracked with a big hole. However, he was not discouraged, rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the barrier hammer with his bare hands.
The crowd in the rear was infected by him, and they also rushed forward, raising the weapons in their hands, and trying their best to beat the barrier.
"Oh, it's useless." Huang Zelin shook his head. The monk's enchantment, the power comes from the power of heaven and earth, where can mortals shake it
After arguing for a while, the leading man suddenly stopped and looked beyond the barrier.
The crowd around him was still restless, but people stopped moving little by little. After a stick of incense, the crowd gradually quieted down.
Outside the city, a cultivator, who was separated from the practice, strode towards the city gate.
The white robe and golden thread peony came from Luo Ziqi.
"Don't be noisy!" A monk beside him used a spell, a loud voice resounded through the barrier, and the crowd gradually quieted down.
Luo Ziqi opened his mouth and said, "Everyone is afraid of the outbreak of the plague in Baihua Town. I understand this very well. However, if the city gate is opened for everyone to go out at this time, if there are patients who are caught in troubled waters and escape together, I am afraid that There will be chaos in the world. Therefore, please stay safe and don’t be impatient. I am the owner of Baihuagu, and of course I will not ignore the people of the whole city. During this time, my valley Chinese medicine practitioner has worked hard and has developed a symptomatic treatment. the antidote."
As he said that, he raised his hand, and a Hundred Flowers Valley disciple walked with his sword, passed through the barrier without hindrance, and flew straight towards the fence of the West City.
In less than a cup of tea, he flew back with a young man in blue in his hand.
The young man's expression was sluggish, and at the moment he was hugging the monk's arm tightly with both hands, refusing to let go.
The cultivator brought the person to the crowd, and the crowd immediately gave way.
The cultivator took out an elixir from his sleeve, fed it to him, raised his hand to hold the top of the man's head, and began to input spiritual power.
Mu Xiyuan, who was standing in the distance and observed coldly, was taken aback for a moment: "Elder Huang, is he trying to force open the gate of God?"
Huang Zelin squinted his eyes: "It's possible, let's take a look first."
The blue-clothed youth took the medicine, and was pressed by the monk on the top of his head again. There was not much change, but he let go of the monk's hand, lowered his head slightly, and stood there blankly.
The crowd at the city gate all stared at him.
After a stick of incense passed, the monk let go of his hand, and the young man still did not change.
The crowd of onlookers began to whisper.
Suddenly, the young man raised his slightly lowered head, as if a person had just woken up from a dream and was still a little ignorant.
Looking up to see so many people standing in front of him, the young man took a step back in surprise and almost fell to the ground.
"Dalang!"
A woman's shrill cry rang out in the crowd, and a young woman squeezed hard to the front of the crowd.
"Yueniang, Yueniang!"
The woman rushed forward, and the two hugged each other and cried.
In the crowd of onlookers, I don't know who called out, and then, everyone cheered loudly!
Saved!
When the excited crowd calmed down a little, Luo Ziqi said with a smile: "Hundred Flowers Valley has made enough medicinal herbs, and will send enough people to assist everyone in the treatment, don't worry, it will get better soon! "
After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a group of cultivators passed behind him and entered the city. The one who walked in the front was dressed in green, and it was Luo Qingwen!
All the people cheered, and someone shouted loudly: "Hundred Flowers Valley is really worthy of being a member of the Immortal Sect, so responsible!"
"Young Master Luo saves the City of Hundred Flowers from fire and water, it's really a lot of merit!"
"Yes, yes, when my child recovers, I will build a longevity archway for Mr. Luo and worship him every day!"
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Excited crowds crowded the group of Hundred Flowers Valley cultivators, heading towards the West City in a mighty manner.
When Zhu Yicheng saw Luo Qingwen, his heart immediately flew out. At this moment, Luo Qingwen was surrounded by the crowd, and he couldn't squeeze in, so he snorted coldly, "Luo Ziqi looks like a dog, I don't know what idea he has in mind! What antidote, shouldn't he be robbing him? Take the credit for Xiaowen!"
Su Yanjun patted him and comforted: "Don't make a conclusion yet, let's go, let's go and have a look."
In the West City fence, the patients are still walking around unconsciously. The Baihuagu cultivator entered the fence and built a temporary barrier.
One person went out to pull a patient back, fed the medicinal pill and injected the spiritual energy. After a stick of incense, the person also woke up like a dream and returned to normal.
The whole city is boiling, and the long-suppressed panic and patience have turned into passionate shouts and tears of joy.
Huang Zelin led a group of juniors to sit in the Huichun Hall, studying a few antidote in his hand.
An hour ago, Zhu Yicheng squeezed into the crowd of onlookers, and waited for a long time outside the fence before finally seeing Luo Qingwen walk out of the fence.
"Miss Luo!" Zhu Yicheng didn't notice that his voice was trembling.
Luo Qingwen wiped the sweat on her forehead and smiled, "Why are you here?"
Zhu Yicheng explained his purpose and looked at her a little nervously.
Luo Qingwen didn't have any objection, she turned around and walked out of the crowd with him, and went to see her great-grandfather at Huichuntang. At this moment, she was standing at the table with a smile, watching Huang Zelin study the antidote.
A doctor like Huang Zelin has experienced a long medical career and is very familiar with the medicinal properties of various medicinal materials. He crushed a pill, took a little bit under his nose and sniffed: "This antidote is based on customs clearance powder. The basics are made with two other herbs, and as for the two added, I can't identify them." He looked up at Luo Qingwen and asked, "How did you find this antidote formula in the valley? "
Luo Qingwen tilted her head and thought for a while: "That day I went back to Gu to find my father Kaigu to save people, but was scolded by my father."
That day, Luo Qingwen rushed back to the valley, broke into Luo Jinan's small courtyard, and asked her father to open the valley to save people.
Luo Jinan waved his hand and said angrily: "Kaigu? Don't you know what the city is like now? You are a doctor yourself, and you should know that even a cultivator will get sick when encountering this kind of plague. I can't take a hundred flowers. Gu disciple's life risk."
"But, father," Luo Qingwen was shocked: "Don't we have to take the responsibility of protecting one side of our immortal family?"
"Guardian, hum!" Luo Jinan snorted coldly: "That's a matter of life! Do you know how much energy and resources it takes to train a monk? To save those ants-like pariahs? You can do the math yourself!"
Luo Qingwen was still waiting for her defense, but Luo Jinan suddenly turned around, as if she just realized that she was standing in front of her own daughter, and stared: "You are the ninth miss of my Hundred Flowers Valley, just stay in the valley and be pampered, every day What does it look like to run out! Come on!" He waved his hand, and two monks who usually guarded him came forward, "Take Miss Jiu back to the room to rest."
Luo Qingwen was only in the late stage of foundation building at this time, and the golden pill was not yet completed. The two cultivators in the middle stage of Jindan released coercion, and she was completely unable to move. She could only glared at her father and was taken away by the two.
"My father locked me in the room for several days. I didn't expect that the last person who came to let me go was Luo Ziqi!"
On that day, Luo Qingwen tried to open the barrier at the door of the room for the 100th time, but she was always thrown back by the barrier.
The door opened suddenly, and the silver ball flew in a shining arc, like flying outside the door.
"Tsk tsk tsk, you want to hit me across the door, you really hold revenge!" It was Luo Ziqi who entered the door with the silver ball in his hand.
He didn't care about the disgusted expression on Luo Qingwen's face, and said directly: "I'll give you two choices, either stay in the room and wait for your mother to find a marriage for you to marry; or..." He paused. , happily admired Luo Qingwen's unwilling expression, and then said, "How about you come and do things for me and study the antidote to the plague with my monks?"
Luo Qingwen was full of surprise, she didn't expect Luo Ziqi to care about the residents in the plague? She asked cautiously, "What the hell do you want to do?"
"What are you doing?" Luo Ziqi laughed. "What I want is fame and fortune, and of course, the final seat in Baihua Valley. But now, our goals are the same, aren't we? Ninth sister?"
Although she was suspicious, her desire to get rid of her imprisonment overcame her doubts, and Luo Qingwen agreed to his request.
"Later I learned that Luo Ziqi actually went to beg his father to let me out. There was a conflict at the time, and it took a lot of effort to get his father's consent. As for the prescription, I proposed the use of customs clearance powder. Yes, "Luo Qingwen said:" But the two herbs used for improvement came from a medical practitioner under Luo Ziqi. According to him, it was a prescription handed down by his ancestors, which could improve customs clearance powder and enhance The effect is to open the acupoints of the whole body. He did not tell us the name of the medicine, but Luo Ziqi said that the medicine would be purchased and provided by him. Another medical practitioner suggested that while taking the medicine, he should input spiritual power to help open the gate of God and lead the soul into the soul. body."
She paused and continued: "They arrested a few people. It is said that they were big households who avoided the city after getting the news in the early stage of the plague. There were about a dozen people who got sick, and they were already lost. The treatment of medicine and spiritual power came to them. Said it was very effective, and we settled on this formula."
Huang Zelin nodded: "As far as the effect is concerned, this recipe does have an effect, but in the long run," he looked at Luo Qingwen: "Forcing the gate of God to open, there will eventually be problems."
Luo Qingwen had obviously considered this issue, and she heard the words: "I have also mentioned this to them. After many verifications, the practitioner can reduce the degree of opening the door to the lowest level. I estimate that the door of the gods Dachang will not affect the soul for more than three months."
Huang Zelin finally nodded, but his expression was still solemn.
Luo Qingwen didn't care, she went out and continued to devote herself to saving lives.
Zhu Yicheng pulled Qin Le and said, "I think something is wrong!"
"It turns out that I'm not the only one who thinks there's something weird here!" Gu Qingqiao pulled Mu Xiyuan and joined the conversation.
"Luo Ziqi's fellow," Zhu Yicheng said contemptuously: "He only thinks about the position in the valley, where can he take care of anything else? If he wants to be the owner of the valley, it's enough to please his father. Why does he want to help Xiaowen? Even Don't hesitate to contradict his father for this matter? Besides," he looked outside worriedly: "Xiaowen and Luo Ziqi have never dealt with each other, how can you be so gullible to him?"
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