Chapter 732: The Piccolo Witch’s Heart Impulse

Seeing the old man sweating heavily, the blood on his hands, and the clothes on his body were extremely dirty, Yu Zecheng immediately felt awe. In his heart, the cultivator who saved the people of the world was the real monk.

Yu Zecheng said:

"What kind of mountain gate is here?"

The old man replied:

"This place is the sphere of influence of the Weiwo Tianxin Sect, one of the eight hundred side sects. The Weiwo Tianxin Sect is the horizontal sect of the Zhengqi Haoran Sect."

Zhengqi Haoran Sect, the two twin sisters he adopted returned to this sect. Over the years, I have been saying that I want to see them, but I don’t know how they are.

Thinking of Yu Nianci and Yu Nianyan, this is the name he gave them, I don’t know how they are.

The old man saw Yu Zecheng wandering around the sky and could not see his cultivation at all. He must be a master. He suddenly knelt in front of Yu Zecheng and said:

"Senior, please save the people of Qingzhou. Please, when the catastrophe of my Hundred Grass Sect broke out, there were hundreds of disciples, and now thirty of them died of illness. The other disciples retreated and fled. In the end, only ten of us were left. However, there are thousands of people who are seriously ill in Qingzhou. We do not have the ability to treat them all. Please, senior, be kind."

Yu Zecheng stretched out his hand and immediately helped the old man up and said:

"I have encountered this, so I must take care of it. Don't worry."

After saying that, he used a dust-proof technique to cover the old man, and then entered the ward to look at some sick patients.

Yu Zecheng turned and turned, and finally turned out, asking him to kill and grab treasure was extremely relaxed, but letting him treat the disease and save the patient was stunned. Apart from taking out a few pills and turning them into potions to take them, it was not right. It only increased vitality and delayed the condition, but could not treat the injured.

If you have a specialty in your profession, it seems that you have to find a professional.

Yu Zecheng stood up with his sword and went straight to the Tianxin Sect, the only one provided by the old man. Qingzhou is their sphere of influence. Now there is such a great disaster, they will not take action yet, so when will they wait?

I used to persuade them to do something nicely and asked them to take action. If I didn't do it, I would toast and not eat and punish them. What I was good at was using violence to make them realize their mistakes and wake up immediately.

Yu Zecheng moved forward with his sword and flew forward where the only Tianxin Sect was located. Their mountain gate cave was in Yanxia Ridge in Qingzhou.

The Yanxia Ridge is backed by the Malan River. I saw the Malan River rushing with golden waves on the water surface. The distant mountains are setting sun at night, but there is a misty mist and rain in the sky, covering the Yanxia Ridge. The scenery is really beautiful.

Yu Zecheng approached the ridge with his sword, came to the place where the other party's mountain gate was located, and shouted:

"Yu Zecheng of Xuanyuan Sword Sect came here."

As soon as he shouted, two monks flew out, one left and one right, and said respectfully to Yu Zecheng:

"Meet senior, senior, you are here to attend this plague conference. Please invite me quickly. You have already arrived at the middle and lower gates of the twelve Qingzhou."

Yu Zecheng couldn't help but nodded when he saw it. It seemed that this Tianxin Sect of Wuwa is not a bunch of food, and he also knew that he wanted to help the people. Now that he was summoning all sects to come here for a meeting, he must be studying how to prevent and control the plague.

Under the leadership of others, Yu Zecheng entered this important sect of the I-Tianxin Sect. He saw that there were a total of 200 or 300 monks gathered here. You said, I was like a vegetable market, and there were even people quarreling there, and they were quarreling.

Yu Zecheng entered this place, and he deliberately exuded the aura of the True Lord of the Yuanying. All the monks here felt the invisible pressure and murderous aura, and involuntarily lowered their voices, turned around and looked at Yu Zecheng.

Yu Zecheng entered this hall and had not spoken yet. Three or four of the monks who looked at him were overjoyed and rushed over quickly. He bowed to Yu Zecheng and said:

"It's great to pay homage to my benefactor. With seniors here, we can save us."

These people were extremely happy, but Yu Zecheng was stunned. He couldn't remember who these people were. One of them said:

"My benefactor, you saved us in Danzong back then. Now this Piccolo witch is doing harm to the world again. You have arrived here, and we are finally saved."

It turned out that this person was one of the people who were saved by Yu Zecheng on the Danzong Stone Platform. Looking at the few people in front of him, Yu Zecheng couldn't help but feel deeply moved. What happened back then was vivid, just like yesterday.

When all the monks in the hall were very happy when they heard Yu Zecheng's name, they were finally saved. However, under Yu Zecheng's transcendence of the Hunyuan God's conscious technique, there were three or five monks looking at each other, smiling but not smiling. They were not happy about Yu Zecheng's arrival.

Yu Zecheng remembered them in his heart and asked:

"Today I passed by Qingzhou and saw no pedestrians on the road. The city was like a grave cave, with no people thousands of miles of people floating around.

It turns out that plagues are rampant here, so I'll ask your sect how you deal with this big plague?"

As soon as he said this, all the monks present turned red. An old man said:

"Oh, we all have no way to protect ourselves, so we have the ability to control those mortals.

This plague has spread across all sects, and many disciples have died from each sect."

Yu Zecheng said in a daze:

"How is it possible? The immortal cultivator actually suffered this plague?"

Someone said at this time:

"We suspect that this is the living poison refined by the Piccolo Witch. Before the plague broke out, someone saw her passing by here, and she must have been poisoned by the poison."

The person who answered this was the one who just smiled and didn't laugh. Yu Zecheng's first reaction was that he didn't believe it.

The witch of Piccolo, Wenman, and Yu Zecheng are extremely familiar with it. This understanding does not require long-term contact or vows. This is a telepathy. If you kill Yu Zecheng, you don’t believe that this is what Wenman does.

Since it wasn't her, who was it? Yu Zecheng glanced at these people with inquiries in his eyes.

The monk who was shouting happily, hurriedly said:

"They are the Qing Dan Sect in Qingzhou, one of the three thousand left-right Taoists. They separated from the Dan Sect three thousand years ago. This sect is best at refining alchemy, but they have no way to treat this plague."

Yu Zecheng looked at them, nodded, said nothing, and began to inquire about the whole story.

It turned out that the plague spread a month ago. Except for mortals and even cultivators were infected, all the previous magic pills failed, and all the sects in Qingzhou had disciples who died of illness.

This situation has never happened. At this time, the Pian Dan Sect claimed that they had seen the Pian Dan Sect's witch, and people suddenly remembered the living poison of the Pian Sect. Everyone concentrated their hatred on the Pian Dan Sect. The plague must have been released by her and she must have done it.

Today, the major sects gathered because the whereabouts of the Piccolo witch discovered the whereabouts of the Piccolo witch. Everyone gathered together to organize a team to capture the witch.

But the witch of Piccolo has never been caught by anyone since the Danzong. It must be beyond ordinary people. Thinking of her using poisonous means, everyone was shuddered and discussed here, who will be the pioneer.

Just as Yu Zecheng came to this point, everyone immediately looked at Yu Zecheng with admiration. If he appeared, everything would be easy to solve. This pioneer of demon-elimination is Yu Zecheng.

Yu Zecheng smiled slightly and said:

"Relieving the plague and saving the people is the foundation of our generation's immortal cultivation. Leave this matter to me."

A cheer sounded, and Yu Zecheng said again:

"But no man can do without a head, and no bird can fly without a head. If you leave this matter to me, you must obey my command. I have the power to kill and kill. Any monk who does not obey my command is for his own sake and does not save the people. Don't blame my subordinates for showing mercy. You may do it?"

Everyone shouted together:

“We can do it.”

Yu Zecheng nodded and smiled, saying:

"Okay, there's no time to go, where is the Piccolo Witch."

The old man from the Pindan Sect appeared again and said:

"The witch released the plague and pretended to be a gentleman and treated the people everywhere. In fact, I suspect that she was secretly trying to poison. She was in Huaiyin City, where the charity village was there to rescue the people."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Okay, let's set out right away and target Huaiyin City."

After saying that, Yu Zecheng took these four or five hundred monks, sword-controlling sword-controlling sword-controlling energy, and harsh energy towards Huaiyin City.

Huaiyin City is a big city, which is ten times bigger than the city Yu Zecheng just built, and dozens of times more sick mortals.

Everyone turned into hundreds of lights and flew towards Huaiyin City. From a distance, they looked like a meteor shower.

Someone in the city suddenly cheered, "This is an immortal, this is an immortal who is here to save him."

There is a girl who rescues the people everywhere in the Yizhuang Village in the city. When she looked up and saw the countless sword lights, she couldn't help but frown, but she was still treating the patients without regrets.

One of the little girls lay weakly on the bed, saw countless sword lights, and said:

"Sister, sister. That bad guy is coming again. There are so many, you go quickly."

The girl in white shook her head firmly and said:

"I won't leave. I don't believe that there is no justice in this world. I will soon find out the antidote. If you persist for a while, you will be saved."

The sword lights gathered here, almost covering the sky, the girl didn't even look at it, and continued to configure the antidote.

Yu Zecheng landed in this charity village, walked slowly into it, watched Wenman configure the antidote, and then said:

"How is it, are there any results?"

The voice was slow and gentle. When she heard Yu Zecheng's voice, Wenman was shocked. The sound of memory in her heart sounded in her ears, and her heart was beating wildly. She put down the medicinal herbs and said:

"No, the antidote has not been prepared yet."

Yu Zecheng asked:

"Is it your poison?"

Wenman shook his head and said:

"no."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Why can't I get the antidote?"
Chapter completed!