The only one who can save these people who are infected by black gas is Zhang Heng, or rather, only the "Super Thigh System" in Zhang Heng's body.

But this system has no response now, and Zhang Heng has no choice.

The system asked Zhang Heng to go to the cemetery of the ghost saint Taoist, and then save thousands of monks who had strayed into the cemetery, so Zhang Heng judged that this system would definitely not watch tens of thousands of people lose their lives.

He should be testing himself, is he still not satisfied with his performance, so he has not responded for a long time?

Since all the people in the Yin God Sect had been eliminated, the Han Mansion released all the ordinary people who had not been infected, and let them go back to their respective homes and find their own mothers.

At this moment, Zhang Heng stood in the guest room prepared for him by the Han family and began to sort out his thoughts.

Zhang Heng is not a person who sits idly by, since the system does not help him, then he can only rely on himself.

When he first came into contact with alchemy, the system gave him a lot of medical books for him to study, and Zhang Heng also read them a few times, and because of his excellent memory, he wrote them all down.

Now, those scriptures are presented in Zhang Heng's mind one by one, and Zhang Heng carefully looks through them one by one, but he doesn't find any content about that kind of black gas.

Zhang Heng didn't give up, and sorted out all the messy books in his mind, but after he recalled all these things, he was desperate.

This black gas is like a taboo. There is nothing related to it in any book.

Zhang Heng lay on the bed, looking at the sky helplessly.

How to break this game?

At this time, the head of the Han family knocked on the door eagerly outside, and then shouted in the air: "Senior, something is wrong." ”

Zhang Heng got up, sorted out his emotions, and then opened the door.

He could have done nothing, but he had to make others feel hopeful.

"What's going on?" Zhang Heng asked calmly after he walked out.

Looking at Han Xuan's appearance, I am afraid that there is a problem with the people in the city. But no matter what happens, Zhang Heng can't panic.

Seeing Zhang Heng come out, Han Xuan hurriedly walked up and said with an anxious face: "Senior, those people who are infected by black qi are crazy. ”

"Take me to see it. Zhang Heng was taken aback, and sure enough, he guessed it.

While the two of them were talking, Ling Tian also quietly came behind them.

"Senior, after the death of the people of the Yin God Sect, those who were infected by the black qi became extremely manic. While walking, Han Xuan explained to Zhang Heng.

When I came to the gate of the Han family, I saw tens of thousands of people kneeling here, some ordinary people, and some people with black gas all over their bodies.

"Living immortals, save my father!"

"Brother Fairy, come and see my mother, she is sick. ”

"My poor boy. ”

"Ask the gods to have mercy and save us people who are suffering!"

As soon as Zhang Heng appeared, these ordinary people came up to the rescue, and all kinds of prayers for sainthood were endless.

The scene was full of sadness.

They are just ordinary people, and they have no way to save their relatives and friends, so they can only pin their hopes on Zhang Heng.

"Don't panic, let me take a look. Seeing the chaos in the scene, Zhang Heng had to speak to stabilize them.

Zhang Heng spoke, and everyone suddenly fell silent.

Zhang Heng walked slowly into the crowd.

Those who were infected by the black qi were in a violent state at this moment, unconscious, dancing uncontrollably with their hands and feet, unable to even speak, and could only let out a roar of pain.

Could it be that as long as you don't listen to the Yin God Sect's teachings, this black qi will become manic?

Zhang Heng couldn't do anything, his heart was also extremely painful and struggling at this moment, he was just a little monk, and it took less than a year to travel to this other world. Although he had read a lot of medical books, when it came to alchemy, he had only really practiced it once, so he really had no way to save these people.

But who can he blame, blame the system for not prompting? No, he can only blame himself for all this, after all, because his own ability is too weak.

However, Zhang Heng is now the hope in the hearts of these ordinary people, their god, how can Zhang Heng give up?

Controlling a violent person, Zhang Heng began to conduct a comprehensive inspection of him, although he couldn't save them, but an ordinary inspection, Zhang Heng can indeed do it now.

With spiritual power in his hand, Zhang Heng began to grope on that person.

The black qi sucked a lot of his essence, so he became extremely restless. But his essence was sucked out, and his body was already very weak.

Now, the restless black qi controlled his every move. He had no choice but to drag his tired body and follow the black gas together!

The result of this is that they will die of hiatus.

Although Zhang Heng didn't know what the hell this black qi was, he didn't dare to take the liberty of stripping that black qi from these people's bodies. However, these people's bodies were extremely weak because they were sucked out of their essence by the black qi. Zhang Heng can solve this point.

He only needed to send spiritual energy into their bodies, in this way, he could maintain their lives, and as long as they didn't die, Zhang Heng would have time to slowly find a way.

Seeing Zhang Heng stand up. Those ordinary people begged again and again,

"What can the Immortal come up with?"

"How do you speak? The immortal lord has the ability to reach the sky, and there will definitely be a way. ”

Zhang Heng gave a reassuring smile, and then raised his hand to beckon Han Xuan,

This time, Zhang Heng directly took out five vials of spiritual liquid, and then ordered: "Master Han, let your family's guards deal with it and distribute it to these infected people." ”

There are hundreds of thousands of people in Joy City, and only 20,000 people are left who have not been infected, so this time it will take more weight.

Seeing that Zhang Heng took out the elixir again, those who were not infected hurriedly knelt on the ground and thanked them, they had eaten that elixir, so they naturally knew the effect of that elixir.

In a short time, dozens of large water tanks had been carried out by the guards of the Han family.

Let those normal people help and distribute the diluted spiritual spring water to their relatives and friends.

Zhang Heng was present and watched the reactions of those people attentively.

In a short time, all the spiritual fluid had been distributed.

The cleaners who took the spiritual liquid, just like Zhang Heng thought, they did not get better, they were still in a violent state, and their consciousness was not clear, but their vitality did increase.

How can it be useless?" The elixir given by the gods is so magical, can't it save their relatives?

Zhang Heng didn't want everyone to be disappointed, so he gathered his aura and said loudly: "Don't worry, the liquid I gave them just now is to enhance their vitality, and they will not be in danger of their lives in the short term, you can rest assured." I have already developed a completely cured elixir, and it won't be long before I can return the peace of Xunhuan City. ”

After speaking, Zhang Heng turned around and came to the Han Mansion, he was afraid that his lost expression would be captured by those ordinary people.

Returning to the guest room again, Zhang Heng turned around, looked at Ling Tian, who had been following him, closed his eyes helplessly, and a painful voice came out: "Senior Ling Tian, I can't save these people." Go ahead, Wu Hong, senior, find it. ”