coobybook Chapter 246: Immortals and Mortals Make Mistakes, Da Yan Hua Zong, Strange Disease
Chapter 246: Immortals and Mortals Make Mistakes, Da Yan Hua Zong, Strange Disease
The Pollen Maze is a dangerous place near Jihua Sect, where all kinds of exotic flowers grow. Every once in a while, pollen floats in the air. If someone accidentally inhales it, they can easily get lost or even become mentally confused.
Before the spiritual energy was exhausted, the Jihua Sect was one of the largest sects. Although the world of Fuyao is huge, with a total of eight regions, and under each region, there are several continents. The vastness of the land is difficult to measure, but the reputation of such sects with thousands or even tens of thousands of years of inheritance is extremely famous.
Although there may not be any overlap, at least we have heard of one or two things.
This pollen maze does not belong to the Jihua Sect, but it is undeniable that the Jihua Sect has a very deep connection with this pollen maze.
After the spiritual energy was exhausted, along with the dissipation of the protective formation, the major sects quickly disintegrated, but the hatred remained in their hearts.
The disciples of Jihua Sect and Huochi Sect are still fighting to the death. As the sun and moon alternate and the years pass, the times quietly change again.
now.
Seeking change for four hundred and fifty-seven years.
All in all, the spiritual energy has been exhausted for nearly 800 years. Even for cultivators, it is a very long time ago, so long that people can hardly remember it.
The world was changing again. This was the time when reform was flourishing. The world was full of vitality again and was moving towards stability again.
Although the chaos in the early stages of the reform was an inevitable stage and the breeding ground for the reform, it was not what people wanted.
Fortunately, now is the time when various orders are being established.
The so-called reform is essentially to prolong life.
Although there are hundreds of ways to prolong life in the world, they are still far inferior to the ancient road that was once cut off. But people always have to look forward. Indulging in the past will only make people feel sorry for themselves. Nowadays, few people mention those things anymore. They are all buried deep in their hearts. The rise and fall of the human race is the responsibility of every man.
Now, the world is gradually becoming stable.
Some former monks, unable to bear to see their former heritage completely ruined, founded their own sects, similar to the old ones.
But it is no longer a sect of cultivating immortals, but a sect of martial arts.
If we say that these sects are orthodox, then that is not necessarily the case. At most, we can only say that they have some origins.
But... there is no need to distinguish between immortals and mortals.
now.
Isn't it the case that both immortals and mortals are at fault?
April twenty-fourth.
White Territory, Sword Continent.
In a few days, it should have been a grand event in Jianzhou, with scholars from all over the country coming to watch the ceremony, making it quite lively.
This Jianzhou is a place where martial arts are valued.
But suddenly there was bad news.
It turned out that in Jiucheng, one of the largest cities in Jianzhou, several families were infected with an unknown disease.
One of the families, with the surname "Wang", is a well-known wealthy family that has been passed down for two hundred years. The current head of the family is 173 years old, highly respected and has 17 children. It can be said that the family is wealthy and powerful.
The 173-year-old old man was also a martial arts master with powerful internal energy and ruddy complexion. His 17 descendants were also talented and virtuous people, and they could be found in various schools and sects.
But just a while ago.
Mr. Wang suddenly fell ill with a strange disease he had never seen before. He developed sores and pus in his mouth and tongue, warts grew in his anus, and dandruff often fell from his body.
Not long after falling ill, he was already on the verge of death. The horror of this disease is astonishing.
If that were all, it would be fine, but what frightened everyone was that it was not only the old man of the Wang family who had this disease.
There are no less than ten households in Jiucheng who have been infected with this strange disease, so they can't help but take it seriously.
And the disease is still spreading.
The Wang family sent out invitations to many people and invited traveling doctors to trace the source of the disease. They found that the initial symptoms were in a servant. The servant was not dead yet, but his mind was unclear. The traveling doctor helped the servant regain consciousness and asked him where he had contracted the disease.
The servant said, "I have been infected with this disease since returning from the pollen forest."
Lijiu City is a big city, very close to the pollen forest. If someone traces its roots, they can find that Lijiu City was once one of the former sites of Jihua Sect, and there is now a sect in the city: Dayanhua Sect.
The word "Yan" is chosen with profound meaning. This sect is very famous. It is said that its leader has lived for more than 300 years, but he is still beautiful and charming, making people yearn for him.
This matter soon attracted the attention of the elders of Dayan Hua Sect, and they sent people to investigate. The person who came down to investigate was also a woman, originally named "Zhang Cui". Later she joined Dayan Hua Sect and was given the name Zhang Mo by the sect leader.
This woman was also very famous. Her martial arts skills were as ethereal as a fairy. She was extremely well-known in Lijiu City, and many wanderers came here just to catch a glimpse of her beauty.
However, this woman had a conflict with someone in a certain place some time ago.
A frivolous man, upon hearing the rumors about her, jokingly said, "Zhang Mo? This name is not as good as the previous one, Zhang Cui. Hmm, hmm, it sounds more real."
Zhang Mo was furious and was about to teach the man a lesson with a sword in hand, but the man ran away. She looked at his back and saw that he was wearing a black robe.
After leaving Dayan Hua Sect, Zhang Mo went straight to Wang's house. She brought two disciples with her. They were talented and were brought down to gain some experience. But Zhang Mo was also a proud person. She walked into the Wang's mansion with her head held high, her silk skirt fluttering, and her steps were filled with fragrance, which dazzled the Wang's servants.
The Wang family's steward hurried out to greet her. Zhang Mo nodded slightly, took out the order of Dayan Huazong, and left the Wang family's steward behind, and walked straight into the inner courtyard.
The place where a sect is located has the responsibility to protect the safety of the area, especially a large sect like Dayan Huazong.
"Aunt Zhang, why are you here?" A man from the Wang family saw Zhang Mo from afar, and he hurriedly ran over to pay his respects and asked respectfully.
Speaking of the man from the Wang family, he is not young in appearance, probably in his thirties or forties. Looking at his respectful appearance, it is really funny, because the person he is paying respect to has rosy red and fair skin. Although he has a bit of mature charm, he still looks young.
Zhang Mo stared at the man from the Wang family. After a while, she finally remembered his name. "Are you... Wang Bao?"
"Aunt Zhang, you still remember me?" Wang Bao was overjoyed, and then he sighed, "Alas, seven or eight years have passed in a flash. I have entered middle age and my health is getting worse, but Aunt Zhang is still as charming and attractive as ever. I am really envious of her."
Zhang Mo nodded. "You know that practicing martial arts can prolong your life, but the hardship involved is not something that ordinary people can endure. You have a good foundation, but you really shouldn't have pursued pleasure when you are young. As far as I know, your brothers are older than you, but they seem to be in much better condition than you."
"Aunt Zhang is right." Wang Bao nodded like pounding garlic.
Zhang Mo taught as they walked: "There are many ways to prolong life in the world. Practicing martial arts is just one of them. It is also a way that can bring rewards through hard work. I have traveled all over the world and visited other continents. I have seen the customs and habits of various places. I only know that there are too many magical things in this world, such as corpse rebirth, combined flowers, long calling... Alas, I can't explain it to you clearly even if I tell you."
Having said this, Zhang Mo shook her head repeatedly and lost interest in continuing.
Wang Bao nodded repeatedly, with regret in his eyes. He was indeed playful when he was young and didn't know the value of time, which led to his current situation.
He sighed deeply and said, "Now, all I can do is to protect this family business and do my best."
Zhang Mo looked over, and her beautiful eyes made Wang Bao have a moment of charming thoughts. His face gradually turned red, and he didn't dare to look at her. In fact, he had been admiring this girl for a long time, ever since they met in childhood. Her charm was getting stronger day by day, but the gap between them was getting wider and wider, so he didn't dare to have any hope.
"It's not bad."
Zhang Mo had no idea what was in Wang Bao's mind, so she commented indifferently.
In fact, even if she saw through Wang Bao's thoughts, she would not feel anything. She was famous and had countless suitors. How could she be moved by Wang Bao, who was half buried in the ground?
After a while, she arrived at the Wang family's master bedroom. The Wang family's master was lying on the bed, tortured by the illness.