Youzhou, Anping County.

The general drew out half of his sword and froze on the spot.

When he felt the talisman attached to his armor, he felt that it was weighed down by a thousand kilograms of weight. Even if he had the cultivation level of the innate realm, he could not break it.

"Sir...sir, what should we do?"

The bodyguard next to him, unable to move, asked him with fear in his words, as if hesitantly.

In this regard, the general was somewhat silent.

He looked at Ji Qiu and his disciples who were driving thunder and lightning, controlling spiritual energy and striding towards the gathering place a hundred meters away, and said in a dry tone:

"What else can be done?"

"Just look at it!"

"I don't know where this madman came from. Judging from his appearance, it seems that he wants to lead his disciples to rescue these refugees..."

"What does he want?"

The general himself was a little unbelievable.

With such a high level of Taoism, he can make clouds and rain with his hands, drive away thunder and lightning, and have refined his Qi to such a level, I'm afraid he is no different from the Vajra of Martial Arts.

A person with such great supernatural powers wants to rescue these refugees who are like rootless duckweeds?

He couldn't figure it out.

But Ji Qiu didn't need him to figure it out.

With Su Yi and other Taipingmen, Ji Qiu pushed open the wooden gate in front of him under the dark clouds.

Suddenly, everything you looked around was dirty.

It's dirty literally.

How tidy do you expect a place where a thousand refugees from the epidemic can keep?

People wearing linen clothes, half lying on the ground, with dull eyes, can be seen everywhere.

Among them are old people, men, women, and children no more than a few years old...

After seeing Ji Qiu walking in with a dozen disciples, the eyes of the refugees at the front finally changed a little.

There was an old man in ragged clothes with patches on the cloth, who could barely cover his body. He stood up shakily.

He leaned on the black cane and stretched out his skinny palm slightly.

His fingers were trembling, as if pointing to the place behind Ji Qiu.

That is the barrier that surrounds them here, with only a hundred meters between them leading to the outside world.

But even this barrier, if you want to completely overcome it, is so out of reach.

The old man didn't pay much attention to Ji Qiu and the disciples behind him, as if they, these people with perfect energy, were as far away from him as a whole world apart.

"Can you please excuse me and ask me something?"

"Are we, can we go out..."

The old man's cloudy pupils revealed a bit of longing.

As soon as his words came out, the eyes of the dozens of slumped refugees around him all looked towards this place, mixed with a little vague brilliance.

In fact, they all knew that they and others gathered here were already waiting to die.

But if there is still a glimmer of hope of living, even if it is an extravagant hope, who would want to wait for death?

However, Ji Qiu shook his head and then said softly:

"You're welcome, sir. It's no trouble."

"But if you want to go out... you can't do it yet."

The young man's words were gentle, but when they fell on the ears of the people around him, they were like the whispers of a devil, shattering the glimmer of hope they had finally raised.

Seeing these people's eyes gradually showing frustration and turning into numb expressions again, Ji Qiu waved his hand, causing dozens of talismans to float around him.

The sky was filled with dark clouds. At this time, the young man looked serious and his hair was raised slightly:

"But, I am here today just to help you get out of this sea of ​​suffering."

"Taiping Dao, Zhang Julu, brought his disciples today..."

"Ter, wait, drive away the disease!"

With a soft drink, like spring thunder, Ji Qiu raised his head, closed his eyebrows slightly, and dozens of talismans danced with his fingertips.

His voice, blessed by spiritual energy, spread around the empty gathering place and reached the ears of all the refugees, making them a little stunned and causing some commotion.

"Taipingdao...what is that?"

"Zhang Julu, I seem to have heard of this name. More than a month ago, this person seemed to have come to our county to use talismans to help the sick!"

"Is that that person?"

"It seems really..."

Gradually, someone began to whisper.

Ji Qiu didn't say much about this.

The seal in his hand was formed. As someone who had practiced for three lifetimes, in the later stages of Qi refining, in Ji Qiu's eyes, there was actually no barrier at all.

After breaking through this barrier as a true being in the first life, the subsequent practice actually fell into place naturally.

In just half a year of practice in this world, his body has already reached the threshold.

Therefore, it only took more than a year for Ji Qiu to come to this world and achieve Qi control, which was not a sign of reluctance for Ji Qiu.

In the realm of Qi control, spiritual energy is like a stream. The spells that were less powerful in the past have undergone a qualitative change in this realm!

Clamping his index and middle fingers together, holding a talisman that shone with light, Ji Qiu looked solemn and began to cast the spell under the awed gazes of Su Yi and other disciples.

The young man in yellow opened his arms and was bathed in the violent wind and rain. His sleeves and robe were fluttering, and he just shouted softly:

"Call the wind, call the rain!"

The next moment, a strong wind suddenly came.

Wind, such a strong wind!

Then, the "tick-tick" rain fell together with the strong wind!

at the same time.

The dozens of talismans around Ji Qiu's body, driven by his spiritual energy, all rushed into the sky and exploded.

These talismans are all disease-repelling talismans and qi-nourishing talismans prepared in advance.

At this moment, their effects were activated in the sky, and combined with the rain-calling technique borrowed from Ji Qiu's cast, the ordinary rainwater was instantly transformed into healing water with vitality and spiritual power!

The strong wind blew the rain, which sprinkled the rain on the bodies of each victim, and by the way, the dirty and smelly camp was completely washed away in an instant!

These talismans stimulate spiritual energy and are mixed in the rain. Although the spiritual energy covering it is weak, it is still the most superior pure spiritual energy in the world.

As the spiritual rain falls, spiritual energy flows rapidly along the surface of the refugees' skin and along their limbs and bones.

The effects of the disease-removing talisman and the qi-nourishing talisman are gradually activated.

Sickness, disaster...wisps of invisible black energy gradually overflowed from the heads of these many refugees.

Their complexions began to change a little bit.

The heavy rain continues.

The spiritual energy in Ji Qiu's dantian, like a stream, was being consumed rapidly, and the talismans he brought kept flowing out as if they were free of charge.

Soon, some people who were suffering from serious diseases and almost dying gradually began to improve.

Their eyes were filled with confusion, as they looked at the sudden rain falling from the sky, and then looked at the figure in yellow who was casting spells not far away, calling for wind and rain. Their lips wriggled and their words were dry:

"Is this... an immortal?"

The refugees felt their bodies were full and gradually had some weak strength. They stood up.

Then someone took the lead in the direction where Ji Qiu was standing and fell to his knees with a 'plop' sound.

"I'll wait. Thank you, great wise master!"

Those who knew Ji Qiu's name took the lead in shouting at the top of their lungs.

In the beginning, there were only scattered figures doing this.

But later on, it was like a chain reaction.

One after another, civilian figures, following the first leader, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the figure in front of the camp gate during the heavy rain!

The thanks were mixed with tears and sobs, as well as tears of joy and gratitude...

Being pulled from hell to heaven in an instant is a feeling that no ordinary person can experience.

Thousands of words can be combined into one sentence of thanks.
To be continued...