Celestial Immortal

Chapter 141



Chapter 141
Oak County, City God Temple.

Oak County Magistrate, Ghosts and Gods Du Guan, Oak City God, three local bigwigs gathered in the main hall of the Town God Temple.

There are more than 20 futons in the main hall.

There are more than 20 people sitting under the county magistrate, the governor, and the city god.

There are ghosts, gods and immortal officials in Taoist robes, Confucian officials in Confucian shirts, generals in battle armor, and monks living in seclusion in Oak County.

There are more than 20 entry-level monks.

This is the most elite force in the entire Oak County, gathered here.

All the monks in the hall were quite pale and tired.

However, no one dared to rest. From time to time, some people transferred the pure mana in their bodies to the statue of the City God, helping the Oak City God to maintain the operation of the "Heaven to Avoid Plague Formation".

Since the outbreak of the plague, the county officials and the county governors have cut off the wrists of the strong men, isolating the inside and outside of the city, effectively controlling the spread of the plague in the city.

Everyone was silent, besides meditating and adjusting breath, it was to transfer mana and true essence to Cheng Huang Shen.

No one knows how long it will last, the atmosphere in the hall is quite dull.

"The county lord, the governor, Xianting has sent reinforcements."

While everyone closed their eyes and concentrated, Oak City God suddenly transmitted his spiritual consciousness to Oak County Magistrate and County Governor.

The two who were silent and dumb suddenly woke up.

"Finally reinforcements are here? Great, we finally got someone."

Oak County Magistrate is quite happy and looking forward to it:
"How many monks are here?"

City God was expressionless: "There are three monks here."

Everyone was surprised, but there were too few of the three monks: "Three monks, what kind of Taoism and practice are they, are they fifth-rank or sixth-rank?"

"No, three little monks, one with an eighth-rank Taoist, and two with a ninth-rank Taoist." Oak City God sighed, quite disappointed.

"Eh~" Oak Duguan murmured to himself: "What are the three little monks worth? It's a drop in the bucket, not to mention the people in the towns and villages of the whole county, even the one or two thousand disaster victims outside the city can't be saved."

Lord Chenghuang nodded: "My God has arranged for them to treat the refugees outside the field. It is better to save one person than to have no reinforcements."

The county magistrate looked rather displeased, and cursed in a low voice:
"Damn, it is true that crying children have milk to eat. I knew that when we reported to the imperial court and Xianting, the report was even worse. What did you say to control the situation in the city? Now it's better. The imperial court and Xianting think our situation is worse. It's not bad enough, just sent three little guys to us."

The governor of Oak County comforted: "There should be reinforcements in the future, this should be the first batch."

"I see Xuan!" The county magistrate shook his head, rather unfavorably:
"Many counties and counties have fallen, the plague is raging, and there are countless deaths and injuries. The imperial court and Xianting will definitely put their strength into the hardest-hit areas first. They will not care about our lives. Even if they send reinforcements, it will be big cats and small cats. Only, not many monks will be dispatched to support us."

The county governors and city gods were all silent when they heard the words.

Now is the period of comparison, the more corrupt and tense the situation is, the more assistance will be given.

It is most embarrassing to be in the epicenter like Oak County, but the situation has not deteriorated.

"It's a good thing to have reinforcements. It's better than nothing. The three monks can save hundreds of people at least. It's a blessing in misfortune."

The City God sighed, full of worry.

As a city god, he has the responsibility to protect the environment and the people.

For him, the people are wealth and the foundation of longevity.

When all the people in the city died, the city gods of the city would also suffer backlash and fall.

Over the past few days, hundreds of people died every day outside the city.

The City God has lingering fears.

It is not easy for a place to prosper, but to destroy it, perhaps, is just a matter of overnight.

The county magistrate and the governor also sighed.

It was the order of the two to expel the people suspected of being infected with the plague from the city.

Speaking of Dali, the actions of the two were very rational, and they did not hesitate at the critical moment. They saved most of the people in the city in one fell swoop, and they would not be wiped out like other counties and counties, and the whole city would not become a hotbed of epidemics.

However, the two of them couldn't be truly calm in their hearts.

They feel guilty about the people outside the city.

"I can only hope that the three monks outside the city will save a few more people." The county governor closed his eyes and sang casually:
"Supreme Taiyi Overcoming Evil Heavenly Venerate!"

The county magistrate and the city god shuddered, and sang along:
"Supreme Taiyi Overcoming Evil Heavenly Venerate!"

After the three bigwigs from Oak County sang the title of "Taiyi Save Kuku Tianzun" to each other, none of them chatted much. They all closed their eyes and concentrated, while meditating and adjusting their breath, maintaining the operation of the formation again and again, not daring to be too distracted.

Outside the city, Chu Chen, Wang Ping, and Zhang Xiucai meditated and adjusted their breath for three hours, and their mana recovered only seven to eighty-eight times before being interrupted immediately.

The two new monks couldn't hold on anymore, their mana was exhausted, and they were powerless.

Ever since, Chu Chen, Wang Ping, and Zhang Xiucai hurriedly finished their meditation and replaced them.

The new monks were a man and a woman.

It is also from Qingzhou, but it is not from Guangping County, but from other counties.

The name of Qiandao is Qingzhouzi, and the name of Kundao is Qingpingzi.

The two are brothers and sisters, from a small sect, they are both substitute immortal officials and have not been able to become regulars.

This time when they heard about the great epidemic in Youzhou, the two brothers and sisters immediately signed up for help, and were assigned to Oak County by Xianting.

The two senior brothers and sisters are real people. After arriving in Oak County in a hurry last night, the two took a rest and took the initiative to ask Ying to replace the exhausted Chu Chen and the other three.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

The three came in front of the two senior brothers and sisters, and Chu Chen bowed to them.

Qing Zhouzi and Qing Pingzi were pale and listless, as if they had consumed too much mana and essence.

Seeing Chu Chen walking in the middle, the two brothers and sisters were slightly surprised.

When they first arrived in Oak County last night, the two always asked Wang Ping for advice and listened to Wang Ping's orders.

The reason is simple.

Wang Ping's eighth-rank Taoism practice is an eighth-rank immortal official who is serious about the eight classics.

In the world of cultivating immortals, seniority is ranked based on Taoism and cultivation.

Among the five, Wang Ping's status is obviously the highest, and he should have the temporary command right as a matter of course.

However, what surprised the two brothers and sisters was that the person who gave the orders seemed to be Chu Chen in front of him.

"Senior Brother Zhenyi, you are being polite. It is my duty to save all people from disasters!"

Qing Zhouzi was quite polite, speaking with respect.

Chu Chen nodded, not intending to greet him politely.

The matter is urgent, and there is no time to talk nonsense.

"What's the current situation? How many people did you treat last night, and how many critically ill patients are there?"

"The two of us have treated more than 60 patients, but more and more mild patients have become severe, and we can't cure them at all."

Kun Dao Qingpingzi exhaled like blue, her ruddy lips looked pale and bloodless at the moment.

Qing Zhouzi also answered, with a look of despair and helplessness:

"There are still more than 80 critically ill patients and more than 500 mildly ill people who are suspected of being infected with the plague. poisonous people."

(End of this chapter)


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