I Can Inverse Heavens To Change My Fate

I Can Inverse Heavens To Change My Fate Chapter 94

2022-03-28

Chapter 94 shouts Taiping, great teacher!

You Prefecture, Anping County.

The general's half blade was drawn out and froze in place.

He felt the talisman sticking to his armor, but he felt that he was under the weight of a thousand pounds. Even if he was on the cultivation base of Innate Realm, he couldn't break it.

"Sir, what should we do?"

The guard next to him who was unable to move even a little bit had fear in his words, and asked him a little hesitantly. .

The general was a little silent on this.

He looked at Ji Qiu and his Direct Disciple, who drove the thunder and lightning and rode Spiritual Qi with big strides, and was about to go to the gathering place 100 meters away, and said in a dry tone:

"How else can I do it?"

"Just look at it!"

"This is a lunatic who came out of nowhere, looking at his appearance, it seems that he wants to lead "He's trying to help these refugees."

"What is he planning!"

This general can't believe it himself.

With such a high level of cultivation, waving the hand to walk clouds and rain, driving thunder and lightning, Qi Refinement has achieved such realm, I am afraid that it is no different from Martial Arts Vajra.

Such a Great Expert wants to rescue these rootless duckweed refugees?

He couldn't figure it out.

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

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

Suddenly, everything you see is dirty.

It's filthy literally.

How neat and tidy do you expect a thousand refugees from multiple epidemics to live?

Clad in sackcloth, half-lying on the ground, there are people everywhere.

Among them were old people, men, women, and young children who were only a few years old.

Seeing Ji Qiu walked in with a dozen or so discs, The eyes of the refugees at the forefront finally changed a little.

The old man with ragged clothes, patched on the cloth and barely covering his body, stood up tremblingly, leaning on the staff of dark and swarthy, he was as thin as skin and bones. Palm stretched out slightly.

His fingers trembled as if pointing to the place behind Ji Qiu.

That is a barrier that surrounds them here, only a hundred meters away, and can lead to the outside world.

But it is this barrier that is so unreachable if you want to cross it completely.

The old man didn't pay much attention to Ji Qiu and the discipline behind him, as if they, the people with complete Essence, Qi, and Spirit, were as far away from him as they were across the entire world. .

"I dare to trouble you a few people and ask something."

"We, are we able to go out?"

The old man's turbid pupils revealed Kind of eager.

As soon as his words came out, the eyes of the dozens of paralyzed refugees in the surrounding area all looked at this place together, with a faint brilliance mixed in them.

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

But if there is still a glimmer of hope to live, even if it is an extravagant hope, who wants to wait for death in place?

However, Ji Qiu shook the head and said softly:

"Old Mister is polite, no trouble."

"But you think If I want to go out, I can't for the time being."

The young man's words were gentle, but they fell into the ears of the people around him, but like a whisper of a demon, it shattered the glimmer of hope they finally raised.

Seeing that these people's eyes gradually showed frustration, and they were about to become numb again, Ji Qiu beckoned, and led out dozens of talismans floating around.

The dome is full of dark clouds. At this time, the young man looked serious and his hair was slightly raised:

"But, I am here today to get you out of this Sea of Bitterness. ."

"Tai Ping Dao, Zhang Julu, today with Direct Disciple"

"Tell et al., exorcise the disease!"

a light shout, like The spring thunder struck, Ji Qiu raised his head, his eyebrows closed slightly, and dozens of talismans danced at the fingertips.

His voice spread through Spiritual Qi's blessing, spread all around this empty gathering place, entered the ears of all the refugees, made them a little stunned, and then caused a little commotion.

"What is Taiping Road?"

"Zhang Julu, I seem to have heard this name before. It seems that this person came to our county more than a month ago, using the talisman technique. Giving to the sick!"

"Is that person?"

"It seems to be true."

Gradually, someone began to whisper.

Ji Qiu didn't say much about this.

With the French seal in the hand, it has been cultivated for three generations. In the eyes of Ji Qiu in the later stage of Qi Refinement, there is no barrier at all.

After the first generation broke through this barrier as Zhen Ru, the subsequent cultivation was actually where water flows, a canal is formed.

In the most half year of cultivation in this world alone, his main body has already reached the threshold.

He came to this world, but it took more than a year to achieve Controlling Qi, and Ji Qiu was not at all reluctant.

In the realm of Controlling Qi, Spiritual Qi is like a stream. In the past, the spell with poor formidable power had undergone a qualitative change in this realm!

Pinching the index finger and middle finger, pinching a talisman with a flash of aura, Ji Qiu looked solemn, and under the awe-inspiring eyes of Su Yi and other Disciples, he began to cast spells.

The youth of yellow cloth stretched out his arms, bathed in the wind and rain, his sleeves fluttered, just a light shout:

"Call the wind, call the rain!"

Next moment, a strong wind blows suddenly.

Wind, what a big wind!

Afterwards, the 'tick-tock' rain fell along with the strong wind!

Meanwhile.

The dozens of talismans around Ji Qiu, under the urging of his Spiritual Qi, all rushed to the sky and exploded.

These talismans are all prepared in advance to cure illness and nourish qi.

At this moment, their effects are stimulated in the sky, and together with the rain-calling technique borrowed by Ji Qiu, the ordinary rainwater has been transformed into a kind of vitality and spiritual power in an instant. Healing water!

The strong wind blew the showers, and the rain fell on the bodies of every disaster victim, and along the way, the dirty and foul-smelling camp was thoroughly washed in an instant!

These talismans inspire Spiritual Qi, mixed in the rain, although the Spiritual Qi covered is weak, but it is the pure Spiritual Qi that is the best between Heaven and Earth after all.

As the spiritual rain fell, Spiritual Qi flowed rapidly along the surface of the refugees' skin and along their limbs.

The efficacy of the healing talisman and the qi nourishing talisman is gradually activated.

Sickness, calamity. A wisp of invisible black air gradually spread out from the heads of these many refugees.

Their complexion began to change a little bit.

Heavy rain continues.

The Spiritual Qi in Ji Qiu dantian, like a stream, is rapidly being consumed, and the talisman he brought is constantly pouring out like no money.

Soon, some people who were afflicted by the disease and almost died, gradually improved their health.

There was a dazed look in their eyes, looking at the rain falling from the sky, and at the yellow cloth silhouette that was casting spell not far away, calling the wind and summoning the rain. Dry:

"Is this immortal?"

The refugees, who felt full and gradually gained some weak strength, stood up.

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

"I'll wait, thank you, great teacher!"

Those who knew Ji Qiu's name shouted in a hoarse voice.

In the beginning, only scattered silhouettes did this.

But at the back, it's like a chain reaction.

The civilian silhouette of one after another, following the first leader, in the pouring rain, facing the silhouette in front of the camp gate, knelt down on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly!

The sound of thanks is mixed with sobbing and sobbing, as well as the joyful tears of gratitude

Being pulled from hell to heaven in an instant, how can ordinary people experience that feeling.

Thousands of words, condensed into one thank you.

The chaotic words were mixed together, and under this dim sky, they echoed with the wind and torrential rain, forming a huge scene.

Such a commotion can not help but alarm the county town not far away.

The county government is relatively close to the city gate, so after getting the news, County Magistrate Zhou Wei immediately walked in a hurry, leading the county captain and city wall defenders, and came out of the city.

He thought it was a riot in the gathering place, or maybe something else happened.

But after he got out of the city gate, the scene in front of him made him stunned.

"Xu Dutong, what's going on here?!"

Zhou Wei's hair was messy, he looked at the gust of wind that swept out, and those things that should have been soon, The gathering place that was about to be burned to ashes was unexpected.

At this time, the little capital who had intercepted Ji Qiu earlier was leading his generals 100 meters away with a bow and crossbow.

When he heard the question from the Shangguan at the rear, his mood was even more bitter and unbearable.

After he told Zhou Wei all the narrative in a short story, the County Magistrate in Anping County couldn't help feeling even more absurd.

"Tai Ping Dao, great virtuous teacher, Zhang Julu."

"Isn't this what Duke Lu said, the Disciple under the door of the great Confucian Zheng Xiu!"

Taking two steps back again and again, County Magistrate was shocked and puzzled.

He has also heard about this matter.

At that time, when a scribe from such a background came to this remote place, he himself did not pay much attention to it.

How long can the temporary mercy of these disciples last?

Maybe it's a pretense, or maybe it's just a whim.

Where is the need for attention.

Yes.

When Zhou Wei looked at the silhouette of yellow cloth that cast spells, clouds and rain in the distance, and listened to the shouts that shook the sky and bowed down.

For the first time, he felt,

There seems to be a real sage in this world.

They watched from outside the gathering place.

And inside, it is also constantly busy.

Ji Qiu used Spiritual Qi all over his body to call the wind and summon the rain, supplemented by many talismans, to get rid of the sickness of more than a thousand civilians who were sick!

But at this point, his mana was completely exhausted.

relieved, looking at the many civilians who kept kneeling and worshiping, his complexion was a little pale.

Seeing this, Su Yi, who was next to him, hurried over and tried to help Ji Qiu, but was rejected by the yellow cloth boy with a wave of his hand, indicating no need.

“Don’t help me, my fellow practitioners from the three main veins, even if I wear out Spiritual Qi, I am a self-sufficient scribe and an expert from Martial Arts Innate Realm, but I am not as weak as you think.”

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"I used a movement method to combine with hundreds of talismans, which can be regarded as barely expelling the epidemic in this area. At present, the physical condition of most of the people has improved as the spiritual rain has fallen."

"But there may be some critically ill patients who haven't completely eliminated the epidemic gas, so you still need to go to check, remember to be careful, don't miss even a civilian."

"Unfortunately. After all, in the realm of Controlling Qi, there is still no such power as the great cultivator of the Dao Foundation, and at this level, it is already the limit."

Facing the concerned gazes of Su Yi and the surrounding Disciples, Ji Qiu smiled lightly and shook his head, looking at the commoners who respected him as if they were gods, cleared his throat, and used the last bit of Spiritual Qi to spread the word:

"Everyone, be patient for a while, You are free."

"So, please continue to persevere for a while."

"The suffering and the epidemic have all gone away. It's as desperate and painful as it was in the past few days."

The calm words, almost without desire, without any joy, anger and sadness.

Everyone was stunned when they heard the boy's bland and unrequited words.

It turned out that in his eyes, this was just doing a common thing.

Because I want to do it, because I should do it, I do it without asking for anything in return.

Someone's throat rolls, not knowing what to say.

They looked at the man sect's disciple and said 'yes' respectfully, and then walked forward without stopping, not shy about the mess on themselves and the others, and only checked their physical condition wholeheartedly.

They watched the dark clouds in the sky fade away, revealing the rays of the sun, and a rarely seen rainbow appeared in the sky.

At this time, for some reason, most of the depression and despair that had accumulated in their hearts for a long time were swept away.

A small number of people stepped forward, looking eagerly at the yellow cloth boy with a straight spine and a loose stand.

"Great teacher, what should I do to follow you?!"

When they got to Ji Qiu, they wanted to kneel on the ground, but their knees When I let go of my strength, I was affected by a Spiritual Fluctuation, and I stopped kneeling.

At this time, the gentle words of the young man came out again, and they kept spreading around:

"The way of peace, all like-minded friends are welcome to follow."

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"My lineage is created for all living beings. All the people in Li who believe in the idea of saving the world are my Zhang Julu and my disciple of Taiping Dao."

"So there is no need to Follow me at all times, as long as you abide by the teachings of my Taiping Dao in your heart, you will be with me no matter where you are.”

Here, Ji Qiu opened his arms as if embracing Clear sky after the rain.

He looked at the glow, looked at the rainbow on the other side, and squinted comfortably.

Dao Heart Mastery.

It's so fun.

Not far away.

The silhouettes of the two horses have stopped for a long time.

The two witnessed what had just happened.

Among them, the young man with slender arms and a face like a crown of jade watched the yellow cloth boy call the wind and summon the rain, and rescued more than a thousand refugees who were seriously ill with the disease by the method of talisman. back.

He got off the horse, looked at the sky, and stretched out his palm involuntarily, muttered:

"Is this the way you follow?"

"Xuan, I've been taught."

At the same time, in the distance in the air, there was a Daoist Master Controlling Qi, who also had a panoramic view of this scene.

"You shouldn't have appeared at this time."

The Taoist with all white hair and beard looked complicated and seemed suspicious, but he was relieved immediately, even faintly There is also some certainty.

He watched with his own eyes the young man who had been counted nine deaths and still alive by the original Life Source, his life gradually changed, it became less clear at first, and finally it was like a flower in the fog, which is called people. After figuring it out.

The Taoist gently stroked his long beard, and finally nodded and smiled, and said to himself:

"But maybe it's a good thing for this world"

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ps: Today, my friend called me to have a barbecue, and I will go out later, so today I combined this word into a chapter of more than 4,000.

In addition, some friends say that I update less. In fact, most of my words per day are around seven or eight thousand. Your page number is also shown. Compared with peers, it may be insufficient, but it is definitely better than the next. Surplus.

When I wrote this volume, especially the last few chapters, I was in a depressed mood, because some of the chapters may only take two minutes for you to read, but for me, it takes brewing A full half an hour, or even an hour or even longer.

In this immersive situation, I need to be immersed in it, so I have been immersed in this state, my heart is also very heavy, very anxious, and even every day all I don’t know what to write. .

It is only because of your daily reading.

I'm not an author who appreciates my own work. On the contrary, I hate the stories I write because I don't think they should be like this. They may be better.

But no matter how much I improved, I couldn't get my perspective to change.

Perhaps I can take some comfort in the fact that the average and first order of each book will be better than ever.

This should also be an improvement in performance?

Maybe.

Now that this volume is over, the precipitation is almost over, the protagonist can speed up, and there should be some hot-blooded things later.

Hopefully, it can be written a little less ugly, right?

Maybe I can't appreciate and face myself in my life, but I hope I can live up to every reader's subscription.

What a contradictory idea, tsk, sure enough, I'm still a hypocrite and happy, helpless to spread my hands.JPG.

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