Chapter 66 Where he walked, there was no pain (5th watch)
In the Shangqing Palace, the unpretentious main hall.
Six people in Taoist robes sat upright, and the main seat was a handsome and delicate young man who was the head teacher of Qingxuan Taoist in the Shangqing Palace. A short old man Qingxuzi, two burly strong men, Master Qianduan and Master Tielian of Bailianzong, a Daoist Danqing from the Medicine Immortal Garden, and Fairy Miaomu from the Moon Palace.
And a temple official, Minister of the Ministry of War.
These are all the Golden Core monks in Zhoudi at present. Of course, there must be some hidden powers among the people, but the government cannot invite them, and they are not better than the people present.
The relevant departments that formulate the ratings of A, B, C, and D monks have such a grade classification that is not official, but is often used by the government as a reference. They divided the reincarnated people into big monks, powerful people, and supreme powers, which corresponded to Jindan Nascent Soul Transformation God. At the same time, according to some verifiable materials, there will be special grades among the great monks, the powerful, and the strongest.
Superior level, especially refers to being extremely excellent in a certain aspect, such as fighting skills, alchemy, formations, etc.
Sword Immortal is the special level of fighting skills among the strongest, almost invincible and invincible.
Qingxuan Daoist is also a special class, but he is more comprehensive, Taoism, alchemy, formation, and weapon refining are a little bit good, and he is not bad. Maybe not as good as Sword Immortal, but definitely far superior to most people. In ancient times, a person who was called a king or a venerable person was at least a Taoist venerable.
For example, all the people present couldn't beat Taoist Qingxuan together.
And now these top existences in Zhoudi now have more or less a little sadness on their faces. The affairs of the Bailian Club have made them burnt out.
They continued to crush the Bailian Club. Not long ago, they killed more than a dozen demon bosses and thousands of disciples of the devil boss in one night. Almost all of their lairs were taken away, only some of the powerful masters (previous Nascent Soul Transformation Gods) escaped.
But now the demon Bailian fled in all directions, and the government couldn't determine the location of the opponent. In addition, these monsters have changed their tactics, harvesting human souls instead of killing people, making them exhausted and useless.
"Damn it! It's so **** aggrieved." Master Bailianzong Qianduan finally lost his composure and punched the ground. blocked the blow.
Otherwise, I will have to hire someone to repair it tomorrow.
"The one who hides and hides, harms the people everywhere, and returns the Demon Lord!"
Qing Xuzi also sighed and said: "Oh, when will this be a big deal, can Fellow Daoist Miaomu find out a solution?"
Fairy Miaomu of the Moon Palace is the one with the deepest spiritual cultivation among them, and it is also the key to their current situation.
"Tianxin Jue is the first supernatural power, and it cannot be resolved." Miaomu shook his head, "Now only the City God can crack it, but the God of Incense and Fire cannot be achieved overnight. Now it is difficult to build a system of City Gods covering the whole country."
"Master Shangshu, how is the discussion in the temple going?"
Everyone turned their attention to the only ordinary person present.
Military Minister Yang Lichuan, who is in charge of national defense, nodded, and said solemnly: "The temple has already held a meeting and decided to list several cities with severe sleeping sickness as city **** pilot cities, and allow righteous monks to apply to become city gods."
If in the past, temples were cautious about this kind of incense god. After all, this is the establishment of a new management system independent of the government.
"It's too slow." Qing Xuzi shook his head, "By the time you finish screening, those monsters have already taken up the positions. Pindao suggested to call on the world, and the city **** has the ability to occupy the top, and countless monks will stand up at that time."
"The demon's return of the god's soul is despicable, and a large number of disciples have emerged among the people to worship the demon."
Since the first awakened person appeared, the government and they all guessed the other party's intentions, and used intimidation to coerce public opinion and gather incense.
This move is extremely insidious and extremely incomprehensible.
The people pray for their lives, and no one can stop them. If you want to forcibly stop it, you will only be overwhelmed by the monstrous public opinion, and you will be in the arms of the other party.
Yang Lichuan remained silent. It is impossible for the government to let go completely, which would bury a huge hidden danger. They would rather continue to consume and slowly grind these demons to death.
What Daoist Qingxu said is not unreasonable. Once all restrictions are released, I believe that many great powers will be willing to be this city god. But the question is how to manage it in the future? Could it be that they are left alone and let them form a force that is independent of the government and overrides society?
At this time, Qingxuan stated: "Pindao does not agree with letting go of restrictions, and the selection of city gods must be cautious. The ordinary city gods in the practice world need to be loved by the people, and modern times should be stricter. This is not for hundreds of thousands of people, but hundreds of thousands of people. The City God is as huge as millions or tens of millions."
The City God of the practice world is different from the modern City God, the two sides are not of the same order of magnitude at all.
They are from the perspective of monks, while Qingxuan is from the perspective of the world. He has been the head teacher of the Shangqing Palace for too long, and he is no longer like the idle crane like the master, he has too much consideration. What if the city **** guards and steals himself, and secretly uses human spirits and souls to practice magic skills? The dark under the lights is the most difficult to supervise.
The city gods in the practice world dare not seal it randomly, let alone the modern age where the population has doubled by dozens of times.
Qingxuan is more inclined to the government. Although some people will lose the chain because of greed, in general, they are definitely better than practitioners in managing the world.
The living immortals ignore the world, and the Shangqing Palace holds the order of the immortals to take care of the world.
Although there is no immortal order now, it is almost the same, only that one is still in Shenzhou.
"Fellow daoists, don't worry, the matter has not reached the point of no return. A mouse hiding in the dark cannot become a flood dragon."
He was considered to be the calmest person present, and the others couldn't help but admire that he was worthy of being the head teacher of the Shangqing Palace, and he was able to keep his mind under such circumstances.
The calmness of the Qingxuan Taoist also inspired others, and gradually restrained their panic.
Qingxuan is definitely not panicking, not because he is confident in his own strength, but because he is very confident in the living immortal.
Qing Xuzi said: "Since the head teacher said so, then the poor will not ask questions."
The rest of the people also expressed their opinions.
"It is true that you should be more cautious. There has never been a city **** with a level of tens of millions in the world of practice."
"The city **** is in charge of the midnight and the peace of all living beings. If you use human souls to practice magic arts, it may be difficult to detect."
"It's only at this point that I'm panicked. It's because I can't practice well, so I'm not as good as Senior Brother Qingxuan."
Qingxuan Daoist, as the state-level township of Zhoudi, is also the leader of the practice circle. He has stated his position and the rest of the people will definitely not object explicitly.
Yang Lichuan also breathed a sigh of relief. Although these people don't go to the temple, they are still a huge force.
"I'm afraid you will have to work hard for the next few days. The temple will open the treasure house and let you choose one from it."
Suddenly, a man in military uniform walked in, holding a satellite phone in his hand, stood at attention, and saluted.
Everyone showed doubts, but Qingxuan's expression moved slightly, and he raised the satellite phone with his right hand to record it in his hand, and connected the call.
"Hello."
A calm male voice came from inside.
"Old Daoist, you are going back as you live, these mice can play around with you."
Who is this? How dare you talk to Taoist Qingxuan like that?
The people present were not ordinary people, and the environment was extremely quiet, so it was natural to hear the voice from the satellite phone.
Taoist Qingxuan stood up abruptly, and quickly replied, "Is that you? Are you out of the mountain?"
His voice was filled with obvious panic and excitement. It was the first time they had seen Taoist Qingxuan's expression at this time, like a child from a parent who was bullied?
The fact is indeed the case. It can be said that Li Changsheng watched Qingxuan grow up from entering the Shangqing Palace to becoming the head teacher of the Shangqing Palace.
"Otherwise? Seeing the basket getting bigger and bigger?"
"If you need assistance, I can provide those people"
"I am alone, tell me who is the culprit?"
"Heavenly Heart Demon, from ancient times..."
beep beep beep beep
The phone hung up, Qingxuan sat back in his seat, and the people around looked at each other, wondering who was talking to Qingxuan just now, which made the head teacher of the Shangqing Palace so panicked.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is panic.
Qingxuan was silent for a few breaths, and said: "Everyone go home, we probably have nothing to do."
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Luo City, a black car drove into the urban area, and the sky began to drizzle.
Li Yi put down the satellite phone, and with a movement of consciousness, everything in the world came into view, every person, every plant of grass, and even every drop of rain and dew.
He saw a group of sleeping souls, who fell into a coma due to damage to the souls, and didn't know when they would wake up.
Luo City is more severe than Yu City, and hundreds of people have suffered from sleeping sickness.
"Go to the hospital first."
"yes."
After burning a stick of incense, the car arrived at Luo City First Hospital.
Xie Yunan got out of the car first and held up an umbrella for Li Yi to block him from the drizzle. This scene attracted the attention of some pedestrians around.
One is Xie Yunan's excellent appearance, and the other is that this posture is too full.
Walking into the hospital, nurses and doctors came and went in the aisle, patients were pushed back and forth lying on the transfer bed, family members kept asking how their loved ones were doing, and the doctors took the trouble to comfort them over and over again.
The air is a bit dirty, and the smell of disinfectant water keeps piercing into the nostrils.
A middle-aged man suddenly bumped into Li Yi. He was carrying a 14- or 15-year-old child on his back, tied around his body like a baby with a cloth belt. The child's eyes were closed tightly, his face was thin, and he was described as having been in a coma for several days.
He looked up at Li Yi, not knowing that the apology was just panic in his eyes.
"Are you okay?" Li Yi asked with concern, looking at his face and body, he is also a hardworking person.
"It's okay." The middle-aged man recovered and apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry"
"nothing."
Then the middle-aged man walked into the nearby outpatient clinic with the child on his back, and soon there was a sound from inside.
"Doctor, please save my child, he has been in a coma for three days and is about to starve to death."
This scene is common in the hospital, every ward is full of unconscious patients, everyone is worried,
Following behind, Xie Yunan slightly clenched her palms. Although she became indifferent due to thought surgery, it didn't mean she was cold-blooded. Empathy is the key to social stability. The government will not make the supervising soldiers cold-blooded. On the contrary, they are easier to empathize with than anyone else.
They just love the group more, so they are obviously indifferent.
"Everyone suffers."
Li Yi sighed, and continued to walk forward, not slow or slow, walking like a car.
The breeze blew from nowhere and lifted Xie Yunan's hair, and she suddenly smelled a fragrance from Li Yi.
The breath from the man in front of him seemed to heal the pain.
"Wake up, wake up! Son, doctor my son is awake!"
There was a cry of surprise from the side, Xie Yunan looked over and saw the middle-aged man holding his child and weeping with joy.
Surprise cries around him fluctuated, breaking the atmosphere of despair all at once.
Xie Yunan followed closely behind him, never leaving his back for a moment, that ordinary and always calm face.
At this moment, his calmness makes people feel at ease.
Where he walked, there was no pain.
(end of this chapter)