Chapter 407 - The Faith is Condensed and the Cyan Phoenix Appears (1/2)

Fortunately, it is not too late.

Lin Luoran overlooks everything in the air. After three days of treatment, she still needs this last spiritual rain. It is dry so it is difficult to cast a large-scale Water Spell here. Arrows were shot out from the outside at the critical moment. Lin Luoran was really shocked.

Spirit medicine not only provides vitality against viruses, but also has some diluted spirit herbs. Just two minutes later, half of the fire is extinguished. Lin Luoran summons the rain for sterilization and treatment. She doesn’t want to waste it on extinguis.h.i.+ng fire. She changes her right hand gesture in the air. By the Fire Spell, all people of Ying inside and outside the city can see the glowing fire in the city turns into threadlike flames. It’s like carps absorbing water and all fire is absorbed by the hand of the woman in white.

Hiss—

All people take a deep breath. This immortal is so amazing.

The spiritual rain falls down and most of it doesn’t fall on people. Some rain drills into the soil and eventually converges with the underground water from all directions. This land is still poisonous and the self-healing ability of nature can not be so effective in just a few days. Only by forming a cycle can the momentum of the plague be destroyed in this area.

General Zhang looks up and the spiritual rain runs down along his neck from his face. He soon feels warm all over.

He is not infected but he is still a warrior. Compared with being the leader and fighting in wars, his talent in learning martial arts is really lame. He has just acquired internal force a few years ago. But then he hasn’t advanced a lot since his fifties.

But the rain kind of triggers the weak breath in his meridian.

General Zhang is not the only one who feels this way.

After being ill for so long, these patients get wet in the rain but they don’t feel wet or cold. Instead, they feel very free. Even though they have no idea why there is a herbal scent in the spiritual rain, they have no doubt that it is precious.

Infectious diseases have an incubation period. Even people outside the city may not be very healthy. What Lin Luoran does is actually to stop the virus from breaking out again.

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What did they do to deserve the immortal’s kindness?

How can they thank her for saving their life?

For General Zhang, Lin Luoran is also a lifesaver. He doesn’t want to follow order and then becomes a city killer. However, acting against the royal order is a capital offense which will bring disaster to his whole family.

The fire goes out and the spiritual rain suddenly stops. The city gate of Shen City opens and ragged civilians in a trance run out from the gate. Without food and being left to death, it seems that they are still energetic. Their faces are even ruddier than these of civilians who are kept outside the city.

Their horrible red spots have disappeared so soldiers also don’t stop them. The reason for their trance is probably that they don’t expect to have the chance to see the sky and their loved ones outside the city once again.

Some people have already recognized their relatives and friends. They cross the crowd and hug each other.

The high wall stops them from seeing each other and they think they will never see their loved ones. They don’t expect to see their healthy families and friends so soon.

General Zhang’s eyes grow misty. Many people come out and people are everywhere outside the city. The garrison has to retreat for many times. Of course, they don’t feel bad about it. It can be seen that no other infected patients have died since the immortal came here except for those who died earlier.

Otherwise, there would not be so many people alive.

General Zhang takes a long time to think about it and comes up with an idea. He has lived for decades and fights many battles so he is always more courageous than ordinary people. Otherwise, he would not have the nerve to risk his life to act against the royal order and delay time—

“Fairy, you have done so much for people of Ying and we can do nothing to repay you. I venture to ask your Taoist name. We will serve incense everyday to show our grat.i.tude in the future.”

Hearing what he says, these civilians who are expressing their feelings suddenly realize it.

Every family has one or two family members who were sick and were sent to the city to die. As civilians living at the bottom of society, they don’t have extra money to serve livestock. However, can’t they serve incense?

“Fairy, please tell us your Taoist name…”

“Please, fairy…”