Chapter 85 It’s all Lin Beihe’s fault
Northern Territory.
Heading towards Fengcheng.
After several days of traveling.
Lin Beihe has arrived in the city.
This group of so-called rebels, in the eyes of his carefully trained soldiers, couldn't be more immature.
As long as Lin Beihe thought about it, he could easily disintegrate the city's defense in less than a day.
in the city.
Still looking prosperous.
The streets were crowded with people, and everyone's face was filled with happy smiles.
It was as if the imperial army besieging the city did not exist outside the city.
during this time.
According to Lin Beihe's order, these rebels in the city were only trapped but not killed.
The siege lasted for nearly a month, but the people inside did not feel that they were running out of ammunition and food.
It seems that there is endless food.
"The Immortal is here, the Immortal Qingyang is here."
suddenly.
There was a shout from the crowd, and then the whole street was boiling.
The originally bustling crowd suddenly became noisy and messy.
Many people even fell to their knees.
A pair of blazing eyes, all focused on one point.
The crowd on the entire spacious street quickly separated.
The leader was an old man wearing a white robe and holding a whisk.
The old man has white hair and a childlike face, and has an extraordinary bearing, although he looks very old.
But his eyes are as bright as stars, his expression is full of energy, and he is quite a fairy.
In particular, his aura is as misty as a cloud, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
It makes people afraid to come even close.
"Greetings to Immortal Qingyang!"
The old man appeared.
Immediately, everyone around him bowed and saluted with great respect.
Even the people who were noisy just now became quiet now.
"Immortal Qingyang, please save my child."
at this time.
A woman in tattered clothes and a seven or eight-year-old boy walked out from the crowd and knelt down towards the old man in white.
The old man in white looked calm and glanced around, finally focusing on the woman: "Get up and talk."
"Thank you Immortal..."
The woman quickly kowtowed in thanks and then stood up tremblingly.
At this time, everyone focused their attention on the seven or eight-year-old boy.
His face was livid, his whole body was trembling, his lips were chapped and peeling, and his eyes were dark.
Clearly terminally ill.
It was obvious that he was seriously ill and might die at any time.
see.
There was a burst of sighs from the crowd.
Many people showed sympathetic looks.
"It's a plague again. It must have blocked the disaster for that damn Lin Beihe."
"Everyone must remember that all this pain was brought to us by Lin Beihe."
“Fight to the end!!!”
"Let Lin Beihe pay with his life."
Someone in the crowd roared, which instantly resonated. Countless indignant shouts resounded throughout the sky, deafening.
For a time, countless people followed and shouted slogans loudly.
"Infinite Lord, all living beings suffer."
I saw the kind-faced Qingyang Taoist waving his hand to dust the dust, and the boy in the woman's arms was suddenly lifted up by a gentle force.
Immediately, Taoist Qingyang stepped forward slowly, put his hand on the little boy's pulse point, and his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the light surged, like two bright stars.
next moment.
Taoist Qingyang raised his hand and slapped it with his palm.
Bang! Suddenly there was a cloud of black energy.
It was visible to the naked eye that it had been punched out of the boy's body.
It was at this time that the boy regained his clarity.
"Thank you, Immortal Qingyang."
Seeing this scene, the woman burst into tears of excitement and kowtowed to Taoist Qingyang to express her Qingyang waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to be polite.
Immediately.
Taoist Qingyang turned around, glanced at everyone, and continued to speak: "All fellow villagers, elders, and poor Taoists are all compassionate people."
"Today, according to the decree of the Heavenly Lord, I will give you some things to satisfy your hunger."
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves again.
The ground was filled with food.
Watching this miraculous scene.
Many people present knelt down one after another.
Among the crowd, only Lin Beihe's figure stood out.
"Kneel down quickly and pay homage to Immortal Qingyang."
A passerby pulled Lin Beihe's sleeve.
"Oh? Kneel down, why should I kneel down?"
Lin Beihe raised his eyebrows slightly and asked.
heard.
The person who had pulled his sleeve earlier became anxious and shouted angrily in a low voice: "You are crazy, Immortal Qingyang, you don't even know."
"Without Immortal Qingyang, we people would have starved to death long ago."
"Ha ha."
However, after hearing what the other party said, Lin Beihe smiled mockingly.
And right now.
The Taoist Qingyang in front of him had a flash of light in his eyes.
"It turns out that a Taoist friend is here."
Upon hearing the title of Taoist Qingyang, the passerby who had spoken earlier suddenly stiffened his expression and hurriedly lowered his head and hid behind the crowd.
To be called a Taoist Friend by Taoist Master Qingyang, he must also be an Immortal Master.
However, what he didn't know was that Lin Beihe's attention was not on him at all.
Instead, he stared closely at Taoist Qingyang in front of him.
This man's aura was so restrained that even he couldn't tell the difference.
On the other side, Taoist Qingyang looked at Lin Beihe with the same look.
Both sides feel that they are not simple.
None of them took action in the first place.
In the end, Taoist Qingyang was the first to break the silence and said, "My friend, how about you sit down and have a cup of tea?"
After all, it didn't matter whether Lin Beihe agreed or not.
He turned around, stepped into the crowd, looked for an empty table, and sat down.
Lin Beihe shrugged his shoulders and said nothing.
He also stepped forward and sat down.
"Fellow Taoist, please have some tea."
Taoist Qingyang gently poured a cup of tea.
Lin Beihe nodded.
Pick up the teacup.
Take a sip.
Immediately.
The fragrance of tea is refreshing "Good tea."
Lin Beihe praised sincerely.
Because this is no ordinary tea, it should be brewed from some kind of elixir. It tastes sweet and contains a hint of spirituality.
"I don't know why my friend came to Fengcheng this time."
Soon, the temptation from Taoist Qingyang came as promised.
During this special period, a monk suddenly broke in.
It was hard not to think of something.
"On the Road."
Lin Beihe took a sip of tea. This old magician, after directing and acting, now has a very high reputation in the eyes of the people of Chaofeng City.
Just kill him.
It is difficult to quell public anger, so he still has to expose his hypocrisy in front of everyone.
"On the Road?"
Taoist Qingyang showed a puzzled expression, and then heard Lin Beihe say again.
"I traveled here and heard about the methods of fellow Taoists. It just so happened that I also knew some techniques of praying for rain and curing diseases."
"I came here specifically to compare and see who is more capable."
Lin Beihe talked eloquently and pretended to be arrogant.
"What do fellow Taoists mean, do you want to pray for rain and cure illnesses with me?"
Taoist Qingyang suddenly understood and showed a meaningful smile. . (End of this chapter)