Qingmin was helpless, this old man was a monk who was higher than his own cultivation, and he came to touch himself, a monk who only built a foundation.

Lord Wei hurriedly said: "I will send someone to deal with this matter, please here." ”

Qingmin also wanted to leave, but the old man on the ground didn't let her go, and Qingmin used her spiritual power to break free, but she still couldn't leave, it seems that this old man is really a monk.

Facing Lord Wei: "I'm afraid this old man is not simple, can you go to the house with me?"

Master Wei heard that Qing Min's mouth was not simple, and glanced at the old man carefully, there was nothing special, but Qing Min was already like this, he could only agree, "Together, please." ”

Qingmin looked at the old man holding her legs, "Now that you're satisfied, you can let go." ”

Only then did the old man let go, got up quickly, and followed Qing Min with a smile, he didn't expect Qing Min to see that he was also an immortal cultivator, but so what, he still had to follow her.

Lord Wei also ignored the old man's series of changes, and enthusiastically invited Qingmin to the mansion.

Qingmin looked at the soup kitchen at the door of the government and asked, "Is there food coming in?"

Master Wei didn't stop, his eyes looked straight ahead, and he pretended not to hear.

Qingmin glanced at Lord Wei, she thought that her words were very loud, and Lord Wei standing next to her would not be unable to hear it, could it be that there is no food outside now.

Lord Wei invited Qingmin and the old man to the meeting room, and the main seat in the meeting room was empty, and the three of them sat down.

Lord Wei sighed, it was: "Don't hide it from Miss Dai, Mucheng's food can only last seven at most." "The hand is still more than seven.

Qing Min frowned, "Seven?" She didn't expect that the biggest problem when she came to Mucheng was food, she didn't think that Lord Wei was deceiving her, but she didn't know how to solve this matter, if she was curing the disease and saving people, she would know, how could she know that the food problem was so solved.

Qingmin changed the topic: "Is there a patient, I want to see the situation." ”

Lord Wei heard this, "This patient is in Mufu Zheng"

"Mu Mansion?"

"It's the mansion of the local imperial merchants, but the plague has happened, and the people in the family have left, and if you want to go, you will have to walk a long way, and the girl must be hungry when she comes here, so let's eat first." In his memory, both immortal cultivators and martial artists had to eat, but the amount of food was very large.

Qingmin shook his head, "No need, I've already opened the valley." ”

The old man sitting on the side is nothing, and with his cultivation, he is also a valley.

Although Lord Wei didn't know what Bigu was, he also knew that the person in front of him was afraid that he was a monk, and his cultivation was higher than what he had heard before, so Lord Wei was even happier in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, and hurriedly got up and asked Dai Qingmin to go to Mu Mansion.

Qing Min took off the hat on his head, wearing the hat is not easy to see the illness, but Qing Min still has a veil on his face.

Seeing Qing Min's youthful appearance, Lord Wei wondered in his heart, could it be that all those who have cultivated high in the immortal cultivation realm have the ability to rejuvenate? Why is this Qing Min younger than the age of the immortal cultivators he has heard.

No matter what Lord Wei was thinking in his heart, he could only be a dead horse and a live horse doctor now, after all, even the imperial doctor was helpless now, and he could only count on Qingmin, an immortal cultivator.

Two ran to Mu Mansion, Qing Min had not yet entered and smelled a strong smell of herbs, Qing Min thought that the situation inside might not be good, so he turned his head to Lord Wei: "I'll go to school"

Then he raised his feet and went in, and the old man next to him also followed Qing Min, and when Lord Wei heard that Qing Min let him stay, he thought that the situation inside might not be good, so he waited at the door, and now he can't have an accident, this Mu Cheng still wants him to sit in charge of major events, so he can only watch the door go in.

Qingmin looked around as he walked, and found that the place where the clearing was supposed to be a garden had become a crematorium, and the temperature around it was very high, and now there was still a fire in that place, looking at the scene, it seemed that many people in Mucheng had died.

The people who were burning the corpses looked at Qingmin and an old man who didn't even wear a veil beside him, and one person was dissatisfied: "What kind of person, you actually ran over here." Then he turned his head to look at a younger one: "Why don't you take the two of them to Imperial Doctor Zhang quickly." ”

These two people are afraid that they have been infected, and they may be cured if they are brought over quickly.

The young man: "Yes, I took Qingmin and the two of them away." ”

Originally, Qingmin didn't plan to see them crematory, she came to see the sick Rao, and she wouldn't have come if she hadn't gone wrong.

The young man took the two of them around and turned to a place, this place was far away from the garden just now, this place was a pavilion wrapped in gauze all around, Qing Min entered it, and saw many patients lying on the mat, under the mat was covered with thick straw, there were three or four tightly wrapped people feeding medicine next to them, and one was observing the situation on the side.

The person who was observing the situation noticed Sanrao's arrival, "What's wrong?"

Qing Min could hear that this was a middle-aged man in his fifties and sixties, and his tone was a little tired, thinking that he had been busy for these patients for a long time.

"These two people broke into Mu Mansion, thinking that they had been infected, so they were brought over. "Young people respectfully.

The middle-aged man who opened his mouth looked at the clothes on Qing Min's body, he had seen this clothes before, the middle-aged man couldn't believe it, and ran to Qing Min and looked at it carefully for a while before he excitedly said: "But the immortal cultivator?"

Qing Min nodded, but she didn't expect someone to be able to see that the clothes on her body were magic clothes.

"I'm from the Ouyang family, may I ask if the immortal is ·····?" The middle-aged man looked at Qing Min expectantly, he was a person from the Ouyang family who had no spiritual roots, and knew that there were alchemists in the house, and the pills refined by these monks could be cultivated by monks, and he hoped that Qing Min was an alchemist, so that the monks in Mucheng would be saved.

"I am a child of the Dai family, a disciple of the Sword Sect's Elixir Peak. Qing Min felt that he was from the Ouyang family, so he must know a lot, so he reported his identity.

The old man who followed next to Qing Min sighed when he heard that Qing Min already had a teacher, but he breathed a sigh of relief when he thought about the situation of the Elixir Peak, there was still hope, there was still hope.

Originally, the middle-aged man was a little disappointed when he heard that Qing Min was the Sword Sect at first, but he was very excited to hear that Qing Min was the Elixir Peak, although he didn't know what the Elixir Peak was for, but he knew by listening to the name that it was related to alchemy and curing diseases, at least these patients were saved, and pulled Qing Min: "Great, great." ”

However, the middle-aged man frowned when he saw the old man who was not wearing a veil next to him, and just wanted to speak.

Qing Min was afraid that he would offend this big guy whose cultivation was higher than his own, and hurriedly said: "This person's cultivation is higher than mine." "As for the rest of Qingmin, it's nothing.