Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 407: Faith is condensed, Qing Luan is now
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Fortunately, it was too late.
Lin Luoran stood in mid-air and looked down, three days of treatment, plus this last spiritual rain. The sky was dry and dry, and it was difficult to cast large-scale water spells. Just at a critical juncture, he suddenly shot outside the city. Entering the Rockets really scared Lin Luoran.
The elixir not only contains the vitality to fight the virus, but also dilutes some of the elixir. Just two minutes after it fell, the raging fire was mostly extinguished. Lin Luoran's move was to sterilize and cure diseases. He didn't want the rain to be wasted on fire fighting. He was suspended in mid-air. The mark on his right hand changed. Under the influence of the fire spell, the people of Yingguo inside and outside the city could only see the whole city. The fire turned into a wire of fire, and the carp was generally taken into the hands of the woman in white.
Hiss——
The immortal family's methods were so good, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
When the rain falls, not much will fall on the human body, but some will penetrate into the soil, and will eventually gather with the groundwater extending in all directions. The poison on this land is still unclear, and nature's self-healing ability is not very few. Heaven can exert its effect, and only when a cycle is formed can the momentum of the plague dissolve in this area.
General Zhang looked up, and the rain flowed down his face into his neck, and soon he felt warm all over.
He is not sick, but is also a warrior. Compared with leading soldiers, his aptitude for martial arts was really dull. He had just developed his internal strength a few years ago, but he was in his fifties and he did not do much.
But the rain made his meridian aura of weakness in his meridians about to move.
The same feeling is not the only one General Zhang.
The heavy sick body, after being washed by rain, not only didn't feel the wet cold, but also felt light. Even though they had no way of knowing why Lingyu smelled of medicine, they had no doubt about its preciousness.
Infectious diseases have an incubation period, and people in outer cities are not necessarily healthy. Lin Luoran's move is actually to prevent the virus from breaking out again.
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How can He De, be favored by immortals?
How should the grace of life be reported?
For General Zhang, Lin Luoran is not a lifesaver. He couldn't order the massacre of the city. Defying the decree is a capital crime, and it may harm the whole family.
The fire went out, the rain stopped suddenly, and the gate of Shencheng suddenly opened. The civilians in rags and trances gush out from the gates. Without food, they are self-destructed, and they seem to be still in good spirits, and their complexions are even more ruddy than the civilians who are kept outside the city.
The scaring erythema subsided, and the soldiers did not stop them. The reason for their trance was probably because they didn't expect that they would have a chance to see the sky outside the city and their relatives, right? Some people have recognized their relatives and friends, stepped over the walls, and hugged them together.
The high wall is blocking, and the yellow spring is already looming. I really didn't expect to see my relatives and friends who are safe and sound in a few days.
General Zhang's eyes were also wet, and many people walked out. The black people outside the city were full of heads. The garrison had to retreat again and again. Of course, he would not complain. It can be seen from this that, with the exception of those who died earlier, since the arrival of the immortal, did the patients who contracted the plague this time die again?
Otherwise, so many people will not be alive.
He thought for a long time, his inspiration flashed, and he lived for dozens of years. After battles of all sizes, General Zhang was originally more courageous than ordinary people. Otherwise, I don’t dare to take the risk of resisting the will to delay time--
"The people of Yingguo received the grace of immortality. Zhang did not want to repay him, so he had the courage to obtain the Fairy Road number. He would surely continue to incense every day to show his heart."
As soon as this remark came out, it awakened the civilians who were telling each other affection.
Whose family did not have one or two relatives infected and was sent to the city to die? These ordinary people living at the bottom of society, who don’t have any money left to offer sacrifices to livestock, can’t they offer a fragrant fragrance?
"Seeking Fairy Road Number..."
"Seeking a fairy..."
"Fairy..."
The black pressure knelt down on the ground, so that the hundred or so women who had left the city last were shocked and immediately understood. After getting along for three days, they had better understand the fairy floating in mid-air than these people-although not many words seem quite mysterious, but they save people from suffering, and there is no dislike for the bottom people at all. It is worthy of everyone to kneel and say thanks.
Lin Luoran's eyesight is detached and can clearly see everyone on the ground. The kneeling of tens of thousands of people made her feel unexpected, but when this moment really came, she still felt a little surging.
She hasn't thought about the issue of faith, but she was slightly flustered simply because of the gratitude of these many people.
Although Lin Luoran had a clear understanding of the monk's power, he never thought that one day he would be able to save so many people with the help of space.
They are not vegetation, nor ants, nor the resentful spirits who are already in another form of existence in the sea and sky. They are human beings who have the same skin color as her and are struggling to survive.
Speaking of which, she is still a little monk who has not yet become accustomed to her identity, and is working hard to protect her family and friends. She has ordinary people's emotions and desires. She is often soft-hearted and not very good at communicating with people. .
"My Dao Number Chenxin..."
Fortunately, everyone below did not see the embarrassment of Fairy Chen's blushing. Although most people think this number is really ordinary, there are some like the Seventh Prince Sang Fei hiding in the city. He said twice secretly, feeling simple and elegant. fragrant.
He had two little heelworms under his feet, destroying a little bit of indifference in temperament.
Just, why do you feel that your brows suddenly become hot? Ximei watched him cover her eyebrows and squatted down in pain. The little girl remembered her mother's tricks to coax her, and moved Sang Yi's hand away to "whoop" to her eyebrows.
However, seeing the birthmark on the eyebrows that were temporarily covered by Lin Luoran with the potion, Qingluan was alive, and seemed to break free from the center of his forehead and fly away.
Sister Xi said, she backed away a few steps in fright.
Sang Fei reluctantly asked what's wrong, with tears in Ximei's eyes, she cried: "...the little blue bird is alive!"
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Lin Luoran never thought that one day she would be overwhelmed by the power of faith, and the gleaming lights of faith gathered into a sea and flooded her.
The civilians who were rescued were grateful for their life-saving grace, and sincerely honored the past.
What happened to those elite soldiers? She didn't save them either, why are there still many light **** flying out of their heads? Lin Luoran was puzzled, and she was in the ocean of faith, which made her expand the sea of knowledge, and the colorful sculptures seemed to be alive at any time.
Huofeng has gone crazy with joy in the space, thinking that these powers of faith can definitely make Lin Luoran consolidate the godhead in one fell swoop, and possess the power of supernatural powers-tens of thousands of people, plus the grievances that cross the sea and the sky. Spirit, in the age when gods and Buddhas are everywhere, the gods divide believers, and ordinary little gods may not have so many believers!
A great accomplishment, a great accomplishment, Huofeng raised his eyebrows, and circled in the space.
Lin Luoran is no better than Huofeng. When she was still a little at a loss, the sky was suddenly struck by lightning, and the muffled thunder sounded one after another. Is it raining in the saline-alkali zone that has been dry for a long time?
Everyone only used fairy dust to save the people from the fire again, but Lin Luoran squinted and didn't believe this coincidence.
The black sky over the outskirts of the city seemed to have been torn open. Before the heavy rain, most of the power of faith that Lin Luoran had worked so hard had been sucked away, and the cracks in the sky disappeared without a trace.
Huofeng's eyes widened, and if it was still alive, it would surely spurt out a mouthful of blood.
It was Lin Luoran, who was surprised, but also a little bit reluctant.
She can choose whether or not, but the mysterious power doesn't ask for it, what's the matter? A blue light soared to the sky, and the cyan Luan bird with Sang's eyebrows got out, dragging its gorgeous tail feathers and flying into the crack...
Lin Luoran suddenly thought of a possibility, and his heart was beating pounding without observing the command.