In the early morning, the sun pierces the darkness, shines on the earth, and all things are revived.

Su Luo got up and carried water, washed clothes, chopped wood, and cooked food, which was no different from before.

Unexpectedly, after breakfast, Meng Yi took out the spirit stones for the first time and started practicing.

"I figured it out. No matter what, I will try to advance to the Mingdao Realm first."

Dream Yi’s way.

The apprentice is so powerful, but you can't be too lazy to waste the other party's heart.

Although it is impossible to catch up with Su Luo, there should be no problem with Mingdao Realm.

Su Luo naturally enjoyed seeing his success. After all, his cultivation is not only as simple as strength, but also represents his life span. Ordinary Mingdao cultivators can live at least 120 years.

As for the Tongtian Realm, it is rumored to have a lifespan of seven hundred years, while the legendary realm is a thousand years.

Thinking of this, Su Luo was quite curious and didn't know how long he could live.

After reading books in the main hall, Su Luo got up and walked out of the Zen Temple, intending to take a walk nearby.

At this time, a man with sleeves and legs tied up and went up the mountain. When he saw Su Luo, he quickly asked:

"My little master, is this the Zen Temple?"

Upon hearing this, Su Luo stopped and nodded, "That's right."

"Where is Master Mengyi?"

The man asked again, looking a little nervous.

"Come with me."

Su Luo immediately turned around and took the man into the main hall of the Zen Temple.

"Master, someone is looking for you."

"Amitabha."

Meng Yi opened his eyes and looked at the man: "Donor, what's the matter?"

Before he finished speaking, the man suddenly knelt down and cried bitterly, "Please save my Tangjia Village!"

"This... donor please get up soon."

Meng Yi quickly helped the man up and frowned slightly: "What the hell is going on?"

The man wiped his tears and told him what he had happened.

His name is Tang Yin. He originally lived in a village dozens of miles away from Yuanshan Town. He had houses and fields at home, and his life was endless.

Who knew that a few days ago, the people in the village suddenly fell ill one after another. No matter how men, women, young and old, young and young, including Tang Yin's wife and son, the disease was extremely strange and it was useless no matter what medicine it took.

Tang vaguely felt that it was a ghost, so he reported the matter to the Demon Suppressing Division of Qingqiu County, but the monks sent by the Demon Suppressing Division did not find anything, and finally judged it as a plague and asked them to find a doctor.

Seeing that more and more people in the village died, and his wife and children gradually lost consciousness, Tang Yin was extremely anxious. He also heard that there was a Master Mengyi in Chanding Temple in Yuanshan Town. He rushed over without stopping, hoping that the other party could discover the abnormality and save Tangjia Village.

"I see."

Mengyi fell into deep thought.

It's indeed a bit weird, but why didn't the Demon Suppression find anything?

Is it really just a plague? Or did the Demon Suppression misjudgment?

In any case, since the Demon Suppression Department has no choice, Meng Yi is mostly helpless.

"Master, you must save our Tangjia Village."

Tang Yin kept begging, tears falling like rain.

"Amitabha, don't worry, don't worry, tell me first why you are not infected."

This is what Meng Yi cares most about. Everyone in the village fell ill. There is no reason why Tang Yin would be safe and sound.

"I went out to buy things some time ago, but I was not in Tangjia Village. I only found out that they were sick after I came back." Tang Yin suddenly reacted: "Is it related to this?"

"That's why it shouldn't be a plague."

Meng Yi carefully analyzed: "If it is a plague, you will definitely not be able to escape."

You know, plague will not choose a target unless Tang Yin is a cultivator and is not affected by the virus, but it is obvious that Tang Yin is an ordinary person.

Since it is not a plague, it either accidentally ate something or is related to ghosts.

"Disciple, go and have a look with him."

Mengyi ordered.

Although he can't solve this problem, he has an apprentice.

“Yes, Master.”

Su Luo clasped his hands together and said calmly: "Let's go, donor Tang."

"Uh...Master, aren't you going?"

Tang Yin was stunned.

"Don't worry, Xinyuan is my apprentice, there's no problem."

Dreams are confident.

A powerful man in Tongtian Realm will help you deal with it personally. Looking at the two countries, who can get such treatment? Be content.

"But……"

Tang Yin was a little confused. No matter how he looked at it, Su Luo was too young.

"Amitabha, don't the donor believe me?"

"All right."

Tang Yin had no choice but to take Su Luo down the mountain and go to Tangjia Village. In order to arrive as soon as possible, Tang Yin decided to buy two fast horses.

"No."

Su Luo waved to stop Tang Yin.

"My little master, Tangjia Village is dozens of miles away. If we don't ride a horse, we may have to walk until night."

Tang Yin couldn't help frowning, and felt more and more that Su Luo was unreliable. If he had known this, he would have just gone to Mocheng to invite a high-level monk.

"Where is Tangjia Village?" Su Luo didn't care.

"there."

Tang Yin pointed in a direction.

Su Luo dispersed his spiritual consciousness and then directly wrapped Tang Yin with golden light, soaring into the sky!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

After a few breaths, outside Tangjia Village, a golden light fell from the sky and fell steadily.

thump.

Tang Yin's legs became weak and he sat on the ground, his face full of confusion.

"This is probably Tangjia Village, right?"

Su Luo looked around for a week and asked.

“Yes, yes.”

Tang Yin nodded subconsciously: "So fast, were I flying just now?"

"Amitabha, donor Tang, let's go and see the situation of your wife and children first."

Su Luo reminded.

"Yes, yes, yes, please come here."

Tang Yin quickly got up from the ground and said respectfully.

At this time, he didn't understand. He invited a god to come back. Now Tangjia Village is saved!

When entering the village, Su Luo could clearly feel the dark aura floating in the air. The streets were also dead and lifeless, which made people feel particularly uncomfortable. From time to time, a few crying sounds came, which were sad.

This is not the first time Su Luo has come into contact with dark spiritual energy. When he was in the Linlang illusion, dark spiritual energy was everywhere around the Abyss of Death. However, in the outside world, due to the very little dark spiritual energy, there are very few people who practice dark spiritual power, and most of them belong to the Demon Sect. Is the matter here related to the Demon Sect?

At the same time, Tang Yin had already taken him to a courtyard.

"This is my home."

Tang Yin pushed open the door and shouted happily: "Madam, Xiaolang, you are saved!"

Unfortunately, I received no response.

"Madam, Xiaolang!"

Tang Yin rushed into the room and found that his wife and children were all lying on the bed with pale faces, unconscious, and his vitality was extremely weak, as if they would disappear at any time.

Without waiting for Tang Yin to speak, Su Luo took the lead and opened Galan's Buddha's eyes to scan the bodies of the two of them. Finally, he understood what was going on.
Chapter completed!