The four people in the Xuanyue Temple were busy until the second day, when the sky was slightly bright, and they didn't have time to say a word.

Yan Zhu didn't have time to change the bloody clothes on his body, so he developed a prescription with Yuan Keel in the pharmacy.

After hundreds of years, the medical skills of the Xuanyue Temple have naturally improved greatly, but after changing several prescriptions, the patient has only improved slightly, and there is no sign of recovery.

Zong Ye took a large pot of medicine and poured it into the bucket.

The disciples of the Xuanyue Temple hurriedly pushed the medicine down to the Xuanyue Hall.

Zong Ye lifted the one-person-high wooden bucket with one hand, poured the water in the bucket into the pot, poured another bucket of medicine into the pot, stirred it with a shovel, chopped firewood and put it in the stove and fanned it with a fan.

Fufeng practiced the Medicine Sect, and the disciples were always weaker, so Zong Ye took all the rough work and did it himself.

Fine sweat dripped from the broken hair in front of Zong Ye's forehead.

However, in a few days, Zong Ye seemed to have grown a little taller again.

Bai Luo stood behind Zong Ye, raised his head slightly and frowned at the top of Zong Ye's head, a little unhappy.

Zong Ye casually scooped out a bowl of water from the bucket next to him, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Bai Luo's frowning brows, which was quite inexplicable. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and handed the bowl to Bai Luo: "Master, do you want to drink water?"

Bai Luo said coldly: "Don't drink it." ”

Seeing Bai Luo's unhappy face, Zong Ye took the fan in his hand and fanned Bai Luo: "Shizun is hot here, you go over there and wait." ”

Bai Luo chopped some firewood and said coldly: "It's not hot." ”

Zong Ye: "......"

"Master, did these people all die of illness in the end?"

Bai Luo nodded and said, "This plague is just the beginning. The people who died in the beginning were lucky. The people who survived later were all half-immortal patients, and even the disciples of the Xuanyue Temple were also infected with the disease. Without farming, the wild beasts in the mountains and forests ran to death, and the Xuanyue Temple soon ran out of food, and soon a famine worse than the epidemic came. ”

"Famine?" Zong Ye was shocked.

What happens if you don't eat?

The whole Fufeng will become a hell on earth, and the people here will become countless benevolent and pure.

Bai Luo nodded silently: "At first, I ate the bark and roots, and after the bark and roots were gone, I began to eat them, and then it became naked killing." Ten thousand people become demons. ”

"Then why did Xue Gongzi say before that the clue that Kunlun received was that one person became a demon?"

"Because of the meta keel. Bai Luo looked up at the thin figure coming in and out of the pharmacy in the distance. "Back then, tens of thousands of people became demons, but these people were originally civilians with low spiritual power, and even if they became demons, they were not afraid. A few more people with such skills can also be removed. But in order to save the lives of these tens of thousands of people, Yuan Longgu fell into the devil's path and wanted to introduce the evil qi of tens of thousands of people into himself. ”

"But he failed?"

A trace of compassion flashed in Bai Luo's eyes: "People cannibalism has already accumulated countless resentment and evil qi on these people, although the Yuan Dragon Bone is already a god race, but it is just a mortal body transformed into a mortal body, how can it bear it?"

"One move failed, and the Yuan Dragon Bone was devoured by tens of thousands of people. At the last moment, the Yuan Dragon Bone imprisoned these people with his own Yuan Shen. But the Yuan Dragon Bone was also destroyed because of this, and the Yuan God was scattered in the belly of ten thousand ghosts, becoming a demon with a bad aura enough to destroy the heavens and the earth. ”

Bai Luo sighed: "When I arrived at Fufeng, he had already become like that, so I had to knock him down to the bottom of the Falling Moon Peak and suppress him, and then added a forbidden enchantment at the bottom of the valley to seal him. ”

There was no rest for several days and nights, and Yuan Keel's handsome face was also dyed with a haggard color.

Three more people died. The disciples of the Xuanyue Temple lifted the three of them onto the cart and pushed them out.

"Sect Master, a few disciples who came from Jingshui to get water were injured, and that cart of water had to be taken again. ”

Yuan Keel rubbed his beard indiscriminately.

Fufeng is built along Luoshui and Weishui. Since the plague raged, both Luoshui and Weishui have been polluted, and the only way to get water is to go to the source of Jingshui.

In order to fetch water, the Xuanyue Temple sent hundreds of disciples. To go to the source of Jingshui to get water, it takes two days to go back and forth without sleep, and you have to climb over a steep mountain wall.

Re-fetching water sounds simple, but in fact there is no water for the whole day.

There is no water, that is, there is no water to boil the medicine.

Yuan Keel was holding a black medicine bowl in his hand, and there were some medicine residues left in the medicine bowl. I don't know if this is the first time he has tried the prescription.

Yuan Longji looked up at Bai Luo: "Am I unable to save these people?"

Bai Luo said lightly: "Xue hates late." ”

Xue Yu immediately understood, his palm flipped slightly, and the sky changed color in an instant, and the dark clouds suddenly gathered over the Xuanyue Temple.

Bai Luo immediately flipped his palm, lifted the volley, and the wind gusted from the flat bottom.

When the rain pours down, the wind gusts just to keep the rain out of the sick people.

When the disciples of the Xuanyue Temple saw the heavy rain pouring down, they immediately brought pots and buckets of water, and after a while, the buckets were full of water.

Xue Yu and Bai Luo's palms flipped again, and the wind and clouds suddenly withdrew at the same time, and the sunlight shone down from the clouds and fell at the feet of Yuan Keel.

Bai Luo said lightly: "Sect Master Yuan will call back all the disciples who went out to fetch water." In addition, the disciples have to take shifts. ”

Yuan Longji suddenly wondered, "Who are you?"

Bai Luo said lightly: "I said that I owe you wine, don't you believe it?"

Yuan Longji was silent for a long time and said to Bai Luo: "Everyone, please come with me." ”

Seeing that Yuan Longji's expression was solemn, Bai Luo put down the medicine bowl in his hand and followed Yuan Longji over.

Yuan Dragon Bone led everyone out of the Xuanyue Temple and walked towards the Yuan clan's sealing pile.

Through the mountains and forests, Yuan Keel led everyone around into an inconspicuous small courtyard.

Originally, it was a hut where the mausoleum keepers lived, but no one lives here anymore. There were several corpses covered with white cloths in the room.

Yuan Keel lifted a piece of white cloth, revealing a corpse.

The corpse was the same as the people who died of illness in the Xuanyue Temple, all of them had yellow faces and thin muscles, black lips, and blood stains on their clothes.

Yuan Keel said: "Behind this is my Yuan clan's seal, and this is the mausoleum keeper here." He's been dead for a month. ”

"A month?" Yan Zhu frowned slightly.

Before they entered the Xuanyue Temple, the person they saw in the courtyard they were passing by had only been dead for four or five days, and his body had already shown signs of decay, and this person had actually been dead for a month and his body was still not rotting?

The Yuan keel moved the head and neck of the person, revealing a dark red pattern on the neck: "Look here, do you recognize it?"

Bai Luo's blue pupils moved slightly: "Northern Yin Fire!"

Xue Yu's face couldn't help but change.

Zong Ye was puzzled: "What is the Northern Yin Fire Demon?"

"It is a holy relic of the underworld, owned by the Emperor of the Northern Yin Dynasty. Those who make a contract with the demon will plant a Northern Yin Fire on their neck and become a demon. ”