Longevity: Beginning from Becoming a Clan Leader

July.

Chen Nuo was surprised to hear the news of Yun State.

The Emperor of Yun died after hitting a pillar, the Prime Minister disappeared, the general occupied the capital, Yunzhou was in chaos, the chieftain of Bazhou was ready to move, and the two states of Yun and Ba were split...

It was so chaotic.

Chen Nuo couldn't help shaking his head, "The last relatively stable place in the world is also in chaos."

In fact, the most stable place now is Zhou State, but after all, Zhou State was newly established not long ago, and people's hearts are unsteady, which is not as stable as Yun State.

But now, Yun State is also in chaos.

"Chief, our people are leading a large number of Yun State refugees to move to Hexia County, among which there are more and more craftsmen and family children. Please prepare for the reception."

Chen Xiang reported.

Chen Nuo smiled and nodded, "Of course, Chen Deng has arranged people to meet at the county border, and all follow-up arrangements have been made."

After dealing with these things, Chen Nuo thought about it and found that it was not appropriate for him to intervene now.

In the final analysis, the affairs of Yun State have nothing to do with me. It is good enough for me to dig some corners. The main attention should still be on the Three Elders Association.

Only by obtaining Qigui and Segui and completing the idea, can my plan continue.

Otherwise, I can only take another way to survive.

"Qigui, Segui, death due to anger, death due to sex, theoretically should exist. Now I can't find it, which only shows that Siming's development is not enough."

As for the Taoist Palace in Jizhou?

After all, it is only the Taoist Palace Renzong lineage that has reached cooperation. The other two lines, Tianxian Palace, and Buddhism have not expressed their opinions.

Even if they will sell Daozheng's face, how much effort will they contribute?

So.

People still have to rely on themselves!

...

August.

The mysterious clan of the Li family of the Yun Kingdom royal family was destroyed, and Yun Kingdom was destroyed!

Rebellions broke out in the seven counties of Yunzhou, and the White Lotus Sect became stronger. In just two months, it swallowed up two counties. Together with other rebel kings, there were a total of twelve rebels in Yunzhou.

General Miao Yongcheng declared himself king in the capital and announced it to the world.

September.

The four chieftains of Bazhou began to expand, and the living environment of Bazhou deteriorated. Bandits and rebels in the name of Buddhism began to raise their flags.

October.

Poisonous insects in Yun and Bazhou increased greatly, and poisonous grasses were everywhere.

The pollen carrying poison spread, and people and animals died when they heard it. All kinds of giant, poisonous snakes and scorpions began to wreak havoc, and even many lands were poisoned, making it difficult to grow food.

A large number of people died, and the people were cut off.

Bazhou.

The old site of Cibei Temple.

An old man with a bitter face, his eyes seemed to be full of compassion and mercy, and next to him was a large soup pot with herbs, which faintly smelled of medicine.

And in front of this old site.

A large number of people with purple poisonous sores all over their bodies were wailing. The sores were red, swollen, pus-filled, and smelled, and they were even spreading around the body. The red spots were gradually bulging.

All of these people were wailing in pain. Some of them were seriously poisoned, their bodies were skinny, but their sores were swollen to huge sizes, the largest of which was the size of a fist, so dense that the pus would splash everywhere if they were touched.

Amidst the endless wailing, the old man with a pale face squatted down and poured a bowl of soup medicine into the man with skinny cheeks and sores all over his body.

"Drink it, it won't hurt after drinking it."

Next to him, there were monks running around one after another, busy feeding medicine to these poisoned people.

"Master, thank you very much, please, please give it to my son." The man said weakly.

"Don't say more, donor, there is medicine."

The man's tears suddenly welled up, "Master, don't lie to me, monks don't lie, you have no medicine, the medicine inside is weak, I can smell it, give it to my son, my son is still young, he will definitely be able to get through it, I don't need it, my father, mother, and brother Xue'er are all gone, I don't want to..."

The master was speechless.

Monks don't tell lies...

But, he did lie.

The medicine in the soup pot was indeed gone. They had picked up all the herbs nearby, but it was not enough. Moreover, the antidote he developed was not effective enough. If he wanted to cure this poisonous sore, he had to rely on a large amount.

But this is a chaotic world...

The man closed his eyes, punctured a poisonous sore, and put the juice into his mouth, "Ahem... Ahem... Master... You don't have to save me... Save... My son..."

The master watched the other person die like this, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Ah... Amitabha."

Watching more and more people die, the master breathed heavily.

These were the people he had saved along the way, and they were also the last living people in the county not far away.

In the corner, a woman with poisonous sores on her body squeezed the sores on the girl's body one by one, letting the pus inside flow out. The girl screamed and cried, "Be good, be good, squeeze out the poison, squeeze out the poison and you can live, you can live..."

"What are you doing?! Stop it!"

The monks who were maintaining order were furious and scolded.

But it was too late.

The girl was bleeding all over and dying. The sores were squeezed and turned into holes one after another.

"No! No! What did I do? What did I do?"

The woman grabbed her hair and screamed continuously, one strand after another...

Plop!

The woman died just like that.

"Master! Master! Please! Please! Save us! Save us!"

"Dad! Don't die..."

"Mom! Mom!"

"Wuwuwu..."

"..."

A human tragedy.

Ci En staggered and her eyes were filled with tears.

He has practiced Buddhism all his life, advising people to be kind and compassionate, but when he gets old, he can't even save these people?

What kind of Buddha have I cultivated?

What kind of martial arts did I practice?

Wails were still ringing in his ears, each one hitting his soul like a demonic sound.

Question him.

Why?

Why do they have to suffer such hardships when they live an honest and responsible life?

The Buddha said that good and evil will be rewarded. Are they all great evil people?

Everything has its destiny, so if you can't save it, it means your destiny has been reached?

Is this right?

Buddha!

Tell your disciples!

Ci En felt pain in his heart, but he had practiced compassion all his life. He taught the prince when he was a prince, and he led countless monks to practice it personally...

Now, what exactly to do?

Drugs…drugs…

Save people...save...people...people...

People are great medicine...

"Abbott, it's no longer possible. We have run out of medicine and can't save these people at all." The disciple next to him said quickly.

Ci En lowered her eyes and suddenly opened them.

"No, it can be saved."

As he spoke, he cut his hand open, and a drop of bright red blood fell into the girl's mouth.

In the past few moments, the girl managed to open her eyes, and the remaining sores on her body had shrunk a lot.

All the refugees were overjoyed, staring at the blood like... hungry wolves.

All the monks were shocked and angry, "Abbott, no! This is unleashing the evil in people's hearts!"

"You're going to die!"

Ci En shook his head.

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

He walked to the soup pot and cut his wrist. The surging blood flowed into it, dyeing the soup pot blood red.

Explosive blood realm warrior.

Even if he is injured and in the Explosive Blood Realm, every drop of his blood is equivalent to medicine. The source blood is even more powerful medicine, and the golden blood... is a miracle medicine!

Living and dead people can't do it, but they can make flesh and bones.

The refugees rushed over like crazy, sucking the liquid in the soup pot crazily, even if they were burned.

Ci En and the monks tried their best to stabilize it and get back in line.

However, there was still a strong man who was eyeing Ci En who was still bleeding.

But Ci En opened it and shook his head.

"Give me blood, give me blood! Aren't you a monk? You are compassionate, save me, save me!"

The man knelt before Ci En and begged.

Ci En looked at him, "Good and evil come from the heart. Your heart is already evil. How can you save me?"

The man went crazy and wanted to grab it immediately, but Ci En slapped him away again and again...

Gradually.

The sores of hundreds of people have been cured, and Ci'en himself is pale and shaky.

He had not recovered from his injuries. Naegi Dao used strange techniques to plot against him. The strange poison is still preventing his recovery from injuries. Not a drop of the golden blood in his body has been restored, only the source blood fills his heart.

And now, the original blood in the heart has been exhausted.

Looking at these hundreds of people, Ci En smiled.

At this time, he suddenly discovered that the poison in his body had become extremely fragile.

"This is……"

"It seems that I will recover soon."

"Abbott, this is the former site of Mercy Temple. We can't stay here for long. The young monk has contacted everyone from Mercy Temple. They are now in Liushui County, Yuezhou, and they may be able to defect."

Ci En hesitated.

He wants to stay.

Save the people here.

"Abbott, it's useless to stay. We alone can't solve this kind of problem. We don't even know who is behind this. Why don't we go seek help and come back to help everyone."

"... Yuan Ming, you are right, it's Lao Na who is in trouble."

"The abbot is compassionate."

A group of monks led these hundreds of people towards Liushui County.

At this time of chaos, Naegi Road found out that there were omissions in the manpower of the two states, and temporarily ignored Ci En and his group, which he dismissed as Demon Buddha Boshun.

Gave them a chance to leave.

…

Chen Mansion.

Chen Nuo looked at the information in his hand thoughtfully.

The outbreak of a drug disaster in Yun Country can only be said to be expected.

After all, the dominant force in Yunzhou is called Poison Forest. In addition, witchcraft has always been prevalent there, and there are too many connections with poison. It is normal to speculate like this.

But why did a drug disaster break out in Bazhou?

Isn’t the dominant force in Bazhou called the Sacrifice Platform?

"These overlord forces are really in trouble. There is no way to investigate. We can only rely on the results to make inferences. It is too inaccurate."

"Sure enough, not participating is the right thing to do."

Then he looked at the next piece of information and his eyes narrowed, "Have you found the location of the Three Elders Association?"

This information was not found by Chen Xiang's Long Yuan, but by Si Ming's Wu Ma of the Twelve Earthly Branches, that is, Yao Wan who was assigned to Juyan County.

During this period, in order to better search for Qi and Lu, he continued to expand the Siming organization. With Daozheng's help, the current Siming organization and Wu Ma were scattered in Juyan County, Ouyue County and Liushui County. , it can be said to be scattered throughout Yuezhou.

Weiyang is located in Jingzhou, and the five counties have been divided into four counties. Each county has established a system to detect strange things, envoys and blood crystals.

As for the other ten earthly branches, Chen Nuo currently has no candidates. It is hard to find talents in the viscera realm.

Even Hu Shuo was appointed reluctantly.

Fortunately, the duty of the Earthly Branches is to explore, not to hunt, and pay more attention to the number of people, otherwise it would not be possible to spread out so quickly.

And now, this news came from Wu Ma.

"The headquarters of the Three Elders' Association is located at Yuanci Mountain outside Ouyue City, Ouyue County?"

During this period of time, because they were executing Chen Nuo's orders and searching for strange causes, they could often find clues about the emissaries. Following these clues, they discovered two locations where a large number of emissaries gathered.

One point is Jiangling City in Jingzhou, but Shuilu Pavilion has been destroyed, and there are no envoys gathered in Jingzhou. If there are, it will only be from the Three Elders Association.

Another point is Yuanci Mountain in Ouyue City, Yuezhou.

As for how to find these clues?

It can only be said that these true energy forces have not been around in vain for so many years. They have some means of finding traces of envoys. For example, their iconic cold death energy is a breakthrough point...

"...Yuanci Mountain."

He had some impression of Yuanci Mountain because it was the largest mountain in Ouyue County and was used as a garden for the royal family when the Yue Kingdom was still there.

Unexpectedly, the envoys would actually gather here.

He really didn't expect them to be so... down-to-earth. He thought they would be more magical and gather in some other space or something.

"Well done, give him this blood weapon."

Chen Nuo pointed to a knife-shaped high-end blood vessel on the table.

The number of high-level blood vessels is also gradually increasing, mainly because of Ouyang, the tool man, which naturally greatly increases the number.

A hand reached out from the shadows, picked it up and disappeared.

This is one of the twelve true energy realm puppets left behind by Chen Nuo to protect his family's home.

After reading this, Chen Nuo stretched out and continued to condense the five elements of evil energy.

As soon as I stood up, I was stunned, "It's October."

Qingxuan is already eight months pregnant and will be less than two months away from giving birth.

"Time flies by quite quickly."

After thinking about this, Chen Nuo walked towards the backyard.

at this time.

Chen Nuo didn't know it yet, but someone was about to beg him.

…

Liushui County.

The capable Jun Peng looked at the note in his hand with a happy face, "Great, we finally contacted Master Cien and the others."

"However, if Master and the others want to come over now..."

Jun Peng frowned. This was not something he could decide. Without stopping, he immediately rushed to An County.

At this time, An County has barely restored some people's livelihood, but compared to before, it can only be said to be in decline.

The population is still just over 10,000.

And in a temple in the center of the county.

The roaring sounds of martial arts training could be heard from time to time, and pedestrians passing by couldn't help but cast envious glances.

"Elder brother, that's it. How should we deal with Master Ci'en and the others?" Jun Peng appeared here.

Shouwu, who was at the peak of the Muscle and Bone Realm, looked at the note in his hand, thinking for a moment.

"Don't worry, send someone over to see if they are Master Ci'en."

"Yes, senior brother."