Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

"Fellow Daoist knows me?" Mo Yu chuckled when he saw his reaction.

Mu Zixin's master instantly came back to his senses, and hurriedly denied it: "I don't recognize it, but I have heard of the name of the myth, so I am surprised, Daoist friends dare not be, and the Taoist can call me Su Mu directly." "

Mo Yu nodded, and Mu Zixin said on the side: "Master, the Pure Yang Dao Master is also a doctor, and his medical skills are excellent, the epidemic in Zhaojia Village was cured by the Pure Yang Dao Chief, and all the patients there have been cured." "

Su Mu was originally just surprised that Mo Yu came from a myth, but now when he heard Mu Zixin's words, he was completely shocked: "What, Daoist Lu actually has a way to cure this epidemic?"

Mo Yu said modestly: "A few means are not worthy of praise." "

Su Mu was in awe, his attitude towards Mo Yu changed greatly, and he thought about it and made a gesture of please: "The city gate is not a place to speak, and I also invite Lu Daochang to enter the city in an order." "

Mo Yu did not refuse, and the group quickly headed towards the city.

The streets of the city are deserted, and there are no pedestrians in sight.

Su Mu explained to Mo Yu as he walked: "Daoist Lu, most of the patients in the city are concentrated in the East City, and the city lord and we have cleared a group of houses to accommodate the patients.

It's just that this plague came urgently and fiercely, even our Xuanjimen has not found the source of transmission, and there is no cure, so we can only drag it with pills, and the situation is not optimistic.

I don't know what recipe was used to cure the epidemic, but it can be easily revealed?"

Mo Yu replied: "It's the pill brought from the myth when it came, and there is only one pill left, I'm afraid it will be difficult to treat the people of the whole city." "

Su Mu couldn't stop being disappointed, and then he said: "That's it, it's a pity, I don't know if you have a prescription for this elixir, can you refine it?"

Mo Yu muttered: "The Dan Dao Road Poor Dao also has a little experience, but I have never refined the Qingling Pill, and some medicinal materials are not prepared on my body. "

Su Mu said happily: "Dao Elder doesn't need to worry, although our Xuanji Sect is not a big faction, but we have practiced medicine in the world for many years, and most of the medicinal materials can still be gathered." "

As they spoke, they had already arrived in Dongcheng, and as soon as they entered, there was a pungent smell coming to their nostrils, a foul smell mixed with the smell of medicinal herbs.

I saw that the doors of each room were opened, and the rooms were emptied, and there were simple wooden beds made of temporary wooden planks.

Many people lay in it and moaned, and there were even those who vomited blood, and the whole street was like hell on earth.

Mo Yu's eyelids jumped slightly, this scene was countless times more tragic than in front of the village before, even he couldn't be indifferent.

Mu Zixin looked around and suddenly asked, "Master, why are there so many fewer patients, could it be that you have found a way to heal?"

Mo Yu secretly sighed to himself, this is full of patients, not to mention tens of thousands, and this is just a street, as far as he can see, there are more than a dozen such streets, according to Su Mu, the entire eastern district has been emptied, is this still a lot less?

Su Mu's face changed slightly, a little unnatural, and he asked the Xuanji Sect disciple behind him to help, and said in a low voice.

"Those patients all went to Beicheng District, and a few days ago, a person who called himself Qi Huang Tianjun suddenly appeared in Beicheng, claiming that he could cure this plague. "

Mu Zixin frowned, and said angrily: "Every time there is an epidemic, there are people who take advantage of the opportunity to make money, damn it." "

Su Mu shook his head with an ugly face: "No, he can really cure this disease." "

"What?" Mu Zixin was surprised.

Even Mo Yu was a little interested, and his eyes condensed slightly: "Qihuang Tianjun?"

Mu Zixin was shocked at first, and then wondered: "Master, since he can really cure the disease, it's a good thing, but you don't look happy." "

Su Mu sighed and said: "Since he appeared, he claimed that the heavenly monarch had descended to earth to relieve the suffering of all sentient beings.

At that time, the teacher was also very happy, thinking that the epidemic was finally saved. But after only two days, the teacher found that something was wrong, and those who had taken the decoction became a little strange, and they all gathered in Beicheng, reciting scriptures outside the residence of the Qihuang Tianjun every day.

They were like they had fallen into an evil spirit, they didn't care about anything, except for sleeping and eating, and the rest of the time they spent reciting scriptures praising Qihuang Tianjun, and no one could stop them.

Some of these people were too weak to last long, and several of them died yesterday while chanting, and there was no one to deal with them.

At the same time, this Qihuang Tianjun also distributed decoction medicine every day, and even with this strange situation, many dying people who were tortured by the plague still went to see this as the last straw to save their lives.

Now Beicheng has become the base camp of Qihuang Tianjun, and his followers are afraid that there are more than 100,000. "

Su Mu shook his head as he spoke, helpless and painful.

Mo Yu lowered his head and thought about it, he was not sure that this Qihuang Tianjun was the Plague Monarch, but the possibility was not low.

If it was the Plague King, what did he need these ordinary people who recited his exploits for?

Mo Yu's thoughts flew around, and almost in the blink of an eye, he thought of the reason, the power of faith.

The Plague Monarch is a great demon in the ancient era, sealed by the Shenxiao Heavenly Monarch himself, even if he was a hegemon 200,000 years ago, the first thing he did when he came out of the mausoleum was naturally to restore his strength.

Although he is a demon, after all, he is a demon king in the ancient era, and it is not surprising that he can use the power of faith.

And like him, who completely turns a person into a puppet and recites scriptures day and night, he gets ten times more power of faith.

Mo Yu guessed so and said to Su Mu: "Su Daoyou, do you know the source of this plague?"

Su Mu was stunned for a moment, and looked at Mo Yu suspiciously: "Dao Chief, could it be that there is an inside story about this epidemic?"

Mo Yu said in a deep voice: "Yes, when I came, I was entrusted by Yang Jian's Daoyou to help him hunt down a big demon from the ancient era, this is a rat demon, calling himself the Plague King, and this epidemic is very likely to be spread by him." "

Su Mu gasped: "There is such a thing?"

Mo Yu said: "Yes, I now suspect that the Qihuang Tianjun in Beicheng is actually the Plague Monarch, but I can't be sure yet." "

When Su Mu heard this, he immediately asked, "If there is anything you want me to help with, but if Su can do it, he will never refuse." "

Mo Yu showed a smile, he liked to talk to such smart people.

Taking off the Pure Yang Sword on his back, he handed it to Su Mu and said, "Whether it is the Plague King will know if you try it, the aura on my body is strong, he is cautious by nature, if I go in person, he may not show up."

Su Daoyou, tomorrow when he sends medicine, he will bother you to go with my sword, so he said that in order to thank him for saving the sick, he will offer a sword, as long as you are close to him Sanzhang, he will appear. "