When the new letter from the previous saintess arrived, Zhao Quan couldn't sit still, and he walked out of his retreat room and came to the hall outside.

In the letter, the previous saint did not mean to ask for help, but only said that something had happened outside the camp of the Great Ming Chincha, and that they were surrounded by the army of Uliangha, but they also took Umeng, the commander of Warat, as a hostage, and it was not difficult to escape.

Zhao Quan didn't feel panic or anxiety about this matter, only anger burning in his chest.

This is really a tiger falling in Pingyang being bullied by dogs, and the dignified White Lotus Sect was actually challenged by the ant-like Uliangha, which is as if Shenlong was offended by ants, which is unacceptable.

In fact, the White Lotus Sect is no longer a dragon, and the only era that can be regarded as a dragon is at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, when Zhu Yuanzhang was still a monk in a temple, and he thought about how not to starve to death in a famine year every day.

Although the Uliangha is not as strong as the Tatars, he is not an ant, but one of the several overlords of the steppe.

After coming to the grassland, the people of the White Lotus Sect have always been abnormal, full of anger, and acting very extremely, because they have been driven from their homes and have to flee to the outside of the fortress, sheltering under the wings of foreign races in order to survive.

"Come on, get ready to go to Bansheng City!" Zhao Quan gave a wolf-like order to the empty hall.

After a short time, the car was prepared outside, and Zhao Quan went to Bansheng City in a palace-like car drawn by sixteen horses.

The king of Altan also received an urgent letter from Hassan, who had now been targeted by the bows and arrows of the men of Uryanha, so he asked for reinforcements of an army of 10,000 men.

The king of Alta is having a headache about this, and he has also received the news of the tragedy that has happened to the prince of Yudu, but what does this concern to the Tatars?

If it is said that this matter was done by the previous saint or the White Lotus Sect, the king of Alta will not believe it.

He understands the White Lotus Sect, and he knows Zhao Quan and the previous saintess, although the people of the White Lotus Sect act a little extremely, and sometimes the methods are also very vicious and vicious, but this is also forced out.

Generally speaking, the people of the White Lotus Sect can be regarded as seeing the sunshine in their work, even if they want to kill you, they will kill you in person, give you a move in advance, and will never do it behind their backs.

The large-scale release of spells is even more impossible, the White Lotus Sect has very strict regulations on the use of spells, even harsh, and it is not allowed to release spells on civilians or even innocent soldiers, which is the iron law of the White Lotus Sect.

Hearing Zhao Quan's visit, King Alta hurriedly walked out of the palace to greet him.

After the construction of Bansheng City, Zhao Quan originally wanted to build a particularly luxurious palace for the king of Alta, and also used the words of Xiao He in the early Han Dynasty as a reason to say that it was not magnificent and could not dominate the world.

The king of Alta refused, he was not afraid of consuming too much money, but he was reluctant to live in the old tradition on the grassland, so he still lived in his own palace, when the Great Khan of Wokotai built many luxurious and magnificent palaces, but he himself still lived in a huge palace, of course, the luxury of this palace was enough to make the emperors of the Central Plains jaw-dropping.

"The sect leader came here in person, but it was for the cause of the Seven Girls?" I replied to the king's question.

Zhao Quan smiled: "Yes, not all." ”

The two walked into the hall side by side, and sat down casually, regardless of the guest or host.

Zhao Quan said again: "Wuliangha jumps off the beam clown's ear, how can you do it?" However, the death of Prince Yudu is worth taking seriously. ”

"Yudu Xiao'er's matter is too unfortunate, can the sect leader know who did it?"

The king of Alta also expressed deep sympathy for this matter, after all, it was too miserable, and it was too strange. But what he thought was not as profound as Zhao Quan's thoughts.

"If it is done by people, it will be much easier to do, but I am afraid that it is not done by people." Zhao Quandao.

"What does this mean, Master? Let's talk about it. "King Alta doesn't understand.

"I thought about it all night, and now I have a worry, I am afraid that this incident is not a man-made disaster, but a natural disaster. In this way, the trouble is big. ”

"Acts of God?" The king of Alta still did not understand.

"Well, the plague." Zhao Quandao.

"Plague? Impossible. ”

King Alta was shocked, there have been plagues and cholera epidemics on the grassland, but they are only once in decades or even hundreds of years, and it has only been more than 20 years since the last plague epidemic that ravaged the grassland, it can't come so fast, right?

In addition, this matter does not look like a plague outbreak, King Altan and Luo Fei thought about the same, the plague is highly contagious and spreads very quickly, even in the vast and sparsely populated prairie. But this kind of case that makes dozens or even hundreds of people lose their souls in an instant, no matter how you look at it, it is also caused by the evil people unleashing demonic arts, or it is directly done by demons.

"This is the worst possible scenario, and it could also be the work of demons and monsters, and even then it is difficult to prevent, let alone stop." Zhao Quan said bluntly.

"Will it be that serious?" The king of Alta has not yet thought deeply about this.

"It's just the first signs now, and it's hard to say how serious it will be in the future. And there's one thing I've always thought was so strange that I wanted to study it with the Great Khan. Zhao Quandao.

"Sect Master, please."

The two of them are like confidants, but they also treat each other with the highest courtesy, in order to maintain their majesty in front of their subordinates.

Zhao Quan thought for a while, took another sip of the tea that had just been served, and then spoke: "More than twenty years ago, when the cholera broke out, there was a famous doctor named Guo Zhong who was here and saved many people, does the sect leader still remember this?" ”

"Of course I remember, the divine doctor is a god, if he hadn't rescued him in time, the people on our grassland would not have said that all of them had died, at least not many of them survived, everyone said that he was the manifestation of the medicine king Bodhisattva, and now there are countless people who worship his god every day." I replied to the king's road.

"This divine doctor is not a divine man, just a divine doctor, and he is the father of the minister of the Great Ming Qincha who is now here." Zhao Quan smiled slightly.

"What? Are you saying that this Great Ming Qincha is the son of the miracle doctor? Master, can this be taken seriously? "The surprise of the king of Alta is not trivial.

Moreover, his father was the same person who practiced medicine on the grassland, which Baten had known for a long time, but he had not been able to see the king of Alta since he returned, so he did not report the matter.

"It's true, I have already investigated clearly, the minister of the Ming Dynasty is the son of the divine doctor Guo Zhong back then, and he is inextricably linked with the Qinwang faction in the mainland."

"How can this be so complicated?" King Alta was shocked again.

In his feeling, the divine doctor was not a human being at all, but an immortal, sent by the Medicine King Bodhisattva to save the suffering, how could such an immortal figure have a son, and it happened to be the Ming Qincha who came to negotiate this time?

More than 20 years ago, there was a severe cholera outbreak on the grasslands, killing and injuring countless people and livestock, and wailing everywhere. At that time, in order to escape from the pursuit of the enemy, Zhong had to hide in the grassland and practice medicine for a living.

When he saw the outbreak of cholera, he immediately studied a prescription to stop cholera, and went deep into the epidemic area where no one dared to go, examined the symptoms of each patient and the deceased one by one, and took people deep into the mountains to collect various elixirs, and finally developed a special prescription for the treatment of this cholera.

After this medicine was made, it was quickly distributed to various tribes, and there were countless living people, and everyone on the grassland remembered one name: Guo Shen Doctor, but no one dared to say the name of Guo Zhong.

Everyone thinks that the state bell is not a mortal, but the medicine king Bodhisattva Sun Simiao specially sent to save the public, so there are countless families began to worship the god of the state bell in front of the statue of the medicine king Bodhisattva, and now there are many tribes in the statue of the state clock, every year on the birthday of the medicine king Bodhisattva, everyone carries the statue of the state bell to hold various ceremonies, so as to get rid of the plague cholera.

After Guo Zhong returned to the mainland, he has been living in low-key seclusion in Suzhou, so his reputation is not obvious, and the people on the grassland have since lost the news of Guo Zhong, and they all think that he has returned to heaven.

"How can the son of a divine doctor be in such a bad condition? Besides, how can a miracle doctor have a son? The king felt that the news came too suddenly, and he couldn't react a little.

He has become accustomed to treating Guo Zhong as an immortal, and an immortal should not have a son, but he forgot that Sun Simiao, the medicine king Bodhisattva enshrined on the grassland, also has a son and a grandson, and his descendants have always been prosperous.

The bodhisattvas and immortals in the eyes of mortals are all sitting on the nine heavens, looking down on all things in the world, and it is impossible to have anything to do with the mundane in the world.

Zhao Quan continued: "The last time the divine doctor appeared on the grassland, a cholera broke out, this time his son came, and he was still the minister of the Ming Dynasty, but something similar happened, I don't know if this is a coincidence or providence." ”

The king of Alta exclaimed, "Could it be that this time the incident is worse than the last cholera?" ”

Zhao Quan smiled bitterly: "If it can't be stopped, it will really be more serious than the cholera last time, and if it really spreads on a large scale, it is likely that the grassland will be inhabited, and only a lot of bones will remain." ”

I replied that Wang Huo Ran stood up, even though he had experienced many hardships and dangers in his life, he also frightened Zhao Quan's sentence of "tired white bones".

The king of Altan had personally experienced the last cholera, and all the tribes under him were dead one by one, much faster than the speed of mowing grass, and it was only then that he really understood the true meaning of the phrase human life is like grass mustard, and at the same time a large number of livestock died.

If it weren't for the timely development of a special medicine to stop the spread of cholera, perhaps only one percent of the people left on the prairie would be one percent of what it was then, and it is difficult to say whether they could form a tribe.

If this disaster is worse than the last time, doesn't it mean that the people on the grassland have no way to live?

Zhao Quan smiled: "This is just my hunch, or it may just be a false alarm, but everything is foreseen, and if you don't prepare, you will be wasted." You have to come up with a way to meet and face it in advance, and you can't avoid it after all. ”

"If this is the case, what else can be thought of?" The king of Alta said anxiously.

Zhao Quan smiled bitterly, he came this time to study countermeasures with King Alta, and he couldn't come up with a ready-made plan, but there is no endless road, as long as you are willing to think about it, there will always be a way.

"Is there any good way to stop this disaster?" I replied to the king's question.

"No, I just smelled an ominous smell in the air, and the saint felt the same way, feeling that the catastrophe was coming, but what kind of catastrophe it was, and how big the impact was, it was just a prediction now, and it couldn't be true." Zhao Quandao.