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33 The qi of the plague, Shennong for help!

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"Ah, what is this? Why is my hand bleeding?”

A series of miserable wails resounded through the void. Countless humans rolled on the ground in pain, as if they were suffering unimaginable pain.

Their faces became extremely terrifying, but they did not die immediately. It was as if someone was deliberately keeping a chance of survival.

The qi of the plague was strange and unpredictable. Once it spread, people and animals would die and all living beings would be wiped out.

The reason why those humans who were infected by the Plague Huang Qi didn't die completely was that Lu Yue didn't kill them and kept them alive.

If he wanted these humans to die, he could kill them all with a single thought.

Moreover, the terrifying thing about the plague was not its lethality, but its terrifying transmission.

Once a plague appeared in a tribe, it would quickly spread in all directions. It would not take long for it to cover the entire human land.

"There are too many humans. It's too slow to rely on a small number of humans to spread the plague.”

As soon as Lu Yue finished speaking, he immediately took out the Plague Huang Banner.

The banner was pitch-black, and as the breeze blew, it released a vast amount of evil Qi that flew toward the human tribes.

As Lu Yue spread the plague on the human land, large-scale epidemic diseases broke out in all human tribes.

Pheasants, buffaloes, and many other livestock were directly poisoned to death. Many humans also died because their bodies could not withstand it anymore.

The entire land of the human race was filled with a stench and filth. It could be said that corpses were strewn all over the place, and all living beings were in misery.

When Shen Nong heard that there was a plague spreading in the human tribe, he was instantly anxious. He quickly looked for Xuan Tao to find a solution.

"Master, for some reason, a large-scale plague suddenly broke out in the human race. Many of our clansmen were infected with the disease.

"Now, the entire human tribe is in danger. Please help us resolve the crisis.”

Shen Nong looked anxious and quickly knelt down to beg Xuan Tao.

As the leader of the human race, he was supposed to seek benefits for his people. Who would have thought that a plague would attack and cause many humans to fall into a life-and-death situation?

Shen Nong heard the wails of his clansmen, which seemed to stab into his body. He felt extremely sorrowful.

When Xuan Tao heard Shen Nong's words, his expression did not change much.

According to what Xuan Tao knew, during the reign of the Divine Farmer, plagues and disasters would occur. This was a process that the human race had to go through in order to develop.

"Disciple, there's no need to be anxious. Everything has a destiny. Let Master calculate it!”

As soon as Xuan Tao finished speaking, his jade-like fingers formed a seal. The power of laws triggered the mysteries of heaven and earth, tracing the cause and effect.

In an instant, Xuan Tao frowned slightly and slowly said.

"Three Nights actually schemed against me behind my back. It's a pity that your tricks are too clumsy.”

Xuan Tao muttered to himself as he looked in the direction of the Coast of the East Sea, as if he had already figured out the secrets of heaven.

He was a perfected Primordial Immortal after all, so it was not difficult for him to deduce what had happened in the past.

Xuan Tao calculated and knew that it was the three nights that caused the plague to happen to Lu Yue in order to take revenge on him.

Lu Yue had a great reputation in the Battle of Gods Investiture. He spread the plague in Xiqi and almost poisoned the third-generation disciples of the Clan of Enlightenment.

Only Yang Jian and Nezha were not poisoned. Their strength could be said to be extremely powerful.

Later, Yang Jian went to Fire Cloud Cave and took spiritual herbs and immortal medicines from Shennong. Only then did he save the people of Chan School.

After Lu Yue died, his primordial spirit was listed on the Investiture of the Gods and he was conferred the title of Emperor Panhuang, the true ancestor of the God of Plagues.

Xuan Tao did not expect that the plague that tested Shennong would actually be triggered by Lu Yue.

Of course, even if Lu Yue didn't cause this plague, the human race would still suffer from the disease under the great trend of the Heavenly Dao.

In comparison, the plague released by the God of Plagues was relatively easy to resolve.

The key was to let Shennong understand his duty and cure the human race's illness, thus attaining perfection.

"Shennong, this plague is fierce, but it is your chance to vindicate dao. You need to deal with it yourself to completely resolve it.

I can only temporarily suppress the spread of the plague and prevent it from worsening.”

With Xuan Tao's strength, he could easily resolve this plague, but in this way, Shennong would not be able to understand his own opportunity to vindicate the Dao.

This time, he only needed to make a small move to suppress the spread of the plague and prevent any casualties among the human race. It would be enough to give Shennong time to treat his clansmen.

After Shennong understood the Great Dao of Medicine, he would be able to deal with the human plague on his own and obtain immeasurable merit.

Shennong was confused when he heard Xuan Tao's words. His cultivation was low, so how could he cure this evil plague?

"This disciple is stupid. Master, please give me some advice on how to get rid of this plague.”

Shen Nong patiently asked for advice, afraid that he would miss his opportunity.

"All things in the world are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other. Plagues are rampant, but there are also spiritual roots and medicines that can eradicate them.

There are many immortal mountains in the Primordial World that nurture countless spiritual herbs. Why don't I give it a try?”

As soon as Xuan Tao finished speaking, his ethereal body instantly disappeared.

At the same time, spiritual rain suddenly fell from the sky and washed down on countless humans.

Under the washing of the majestic spiritual rain, the Plague Emperor Qi in the void gradually thinned. The unconscious humans also regained a trace of vitality, but they were not completely out of danger.

Shen Nong stared at the rain in the air in a daze, as if he was thinking about the deeper meaning behind Xuan Tao's words.

"Precious spirit root medicine? Could it be that Master wants me to find spiritual herbs to treat my clansmen?”

Shen Nong suddenly realized something. He immediately searched for Spiritual Roots and Precious Medicines in various Immortal Mountains in the Untainted Land.

The Wilderness was vast, and there were countless spiritual roots and herbs. They had different effects and uses.

Shennong could only swallow them one by one and use his own experience to test the medicinal properties of the spiritual roots and immortal herbs, and then record them down step by step.

" Chaihu has a pungent and slightly bitter taste. It's cold in nature. It can soothe the liver, relieve depression, raise yang, reduce fever, and stop malaria..."

On a celestial mountain, Shen Nong was tasting an umbrella-shaped spiritual herb, recording its effects in stone inscriptions.

As Shen Nong tasted many herbs, he also figured out some medical theories. He used many herbs to brew medicinal soup to treat the diseases of his clansmen.

The tribesmen ate the decoction he made, and their bodies improved greatly. Some of the strong tribesmen even got rid of the plague.

"Phew, the medicinal soup that Gongzhu brewed is really miraculous. I only took it for three days and I can work in the fields.

However, the taste of this medicinal soup was a little bitter. If he could refine a golden core in the hands of an immortal, perhaps the medicinal effects would be even better.”

"As long as it can save our lives, I don't care if it's sweet or bitter.

How can we refine spiritual herbs into immortal pills for immortals?”

Some humans who had recovered from their illnesses discussed their illnesses together. They didn't forget to feed the brewed medicine to their clansmen.

Shen Nong's cultivation was limited and he could not refine spiritual roots and spiritual herbs into pills. However, the soup he brewed still had the same effect.

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