I came to this world to enlighten the gods

Chapter 226
Red Luan Xingjun Li Mengwen listened to the order, and flew directly to Changhe on a cloud. The Changhe Dragon Palace has become the temporary headquarters of Shenting, and the emperor himself sits in charge.

As soon as he flew to the edge of the long river, he met the emperor and the gods of the plague department, and hurried forward to salute.

Li Qing stood in the clouds and said: "Go back to Yizhou West Route Army Li Yu to assist, and I will take care of the rest."

"Yes"

After receiving the order, Li Mengwen flew westward. He was assigned to the West Route Army. The West Route Army has been reorganized and ready to go. He must go to deal with it as soon as possible after sending the letter.

Taking the gods of the plague department all the way to the sky above Xuzhou, Li Qing looked at the gods and began to allocate areas.

"Zhou Xin, the Eastern Plague Messenger, went to Yanzhou to spread the plague; the Southern Plague Messenger, Li Qi, went to Yuzhou to spread the plague; the Western Plague Messenger, Zhu Tianlin, went to Yongzhou to spread the plague; the Northern Plague Messenger, Yang Wenhui, went to Youchang and the Grassland to spread the plague; Stationed along the long river, do not let the plague spread to the south of the long river"

"The Little God Follows the Order"

The plague envoys from the five directions and the good masters knelt down to listen to the order. This was their first battle after becoming a god, and no one dared to neglect and relax.

Li Qing pondered, and continued to instruct: "Remember, you can't spread the deadly plague. This plague mainly makes people weak, and it will heal automatically after three months. Try to spread the plague on Qin's army and officials, so that Qin can rule. Lax, let's go."

The gods of the Plague Department took their orders and left with their artifacts. There are many immortals in the north, and they must avoid it carefully to avoid being besieged.

"Hong Wenmin, the righteous god of the Ministry of Plague, followed me to the camp of the Qin army," Li Qing arranged again.

"The Little God Follows the Order"

Hong Wenmin immediately knelt down to listen to the order, and smiled bitterly in his heart, he was originally the mastermind of Qin, but now he wants to spread the plague to his own army, but he has mixed feelings in his heart.

"The Qin army has already marched to Xuzhou. In order to prevent the plague from spreading to Xuzhou, we must act as soon as possible."

Li Qing said in a deep voice, he didn't care about the change in Hong Wenmin's face, after entering his divine court, life and death are all in his hands, there is no need to worry about being dissatisfied with God.

Driving Xiangyun to Yingchuan County, Yuzhou, the Qin army's millions of troops went out at the same time, and the military spirit stretched for hundreds of miles, which was easy to detect in the air.

"How do you feel about the human army from the perspective of gods?" Li Qing asked Hong Wenmin with a smile.

Hong Wenmin looked at the army below, his military aura rushed straight to Xiaohan, and he turned into a white tiger in the air, with fierce eyes, glaring ahead, suppressing all dissatisfaction.

One of the real dragons is hidden in the military aura, absorbing the military aura of thousands of troops from time to time and then feeding back a stronger murderous aura, making the military aura even stronger.

Said in a low voice: "Military spirit is the most unique, repelling all forces. Ordinary gods and immortals can't even descend in such a military spirit, so they have to make a detour. The power of humanity should not be underestimated."

Looking at Dijun, seeing the half-smile smile on Dijun's face, Hong Wenmin smiled wryly and continued: "Of course, the little god is not helpless, I will go down and prepare immediately."

Hong Wenmin lowered the auspicious clouds in front of the army with a sullen face, looked at the Qin army ahead, and secretly compared it with the Ming army. Domineering, harsh punishments and harsh laws, marching merits are honored, and the people under the rule are forcibly coerced into fighting to obtain land and military merits.

In contrast, the kingly way is more durable, and Qin Guoxing's domineering was a last resort. Li Qing started too fast, and if he didn't practice hegemony, the north might not be able to gather strength to deal with the Northern Expedition.

Immediately, Hong Wenmin burst out laughing, he had become a god now, what's the use of thinking about these things, and immediately showed the form of the righteous god of the Ministry of Plague.

Wearing a big red robe, the face is like indigo, the hair is like cinnabar, the forehead is three eyes wide open, showing three heads and six arms, the left hand is holding a sword called Zhiwen Sword, and the right hand is holding a shaped plague banner.

Quietly approaching the Qin Army's camp, the fixed-shaped pestilence banner in his hand shook gently, and a pink plague diffused from it, spreading towards the surroundings, and then pointed the pestilence sword towards the Qin Army's camp, and the plague quickly floated towards the army, accompanied by Qin Jun breathes into the body.

He followed these steps to walk the plague into hundreds of camps of the Qin army, and then quickly returned. He sensed the breath of immortals from the Qin army. Withdrawal is the top.

After meeting with Li Qing, the two chose to land on a hill in front of the Qin army, watching the changes in the cloud atmosphere of the Qin army from afar. Indomitable momentum.

Li Qing said with a smile: "Sit down and see what Xiandao can do to deal with it."

All the armies and camps of the Qin Army had immortals traveling with them. There were real immortals in the camps and earth immortals in the army. Although they were called military divisions, the former generals of the Qin Army had already lost power, and most of them were held by immortals.

As the plague spread in the camp, the soldiers became weak and their marching speed began to slow down. Finally, some immortals found out that something was wrong and forcibly cast spells in the army to isolate the plague.

However, the God of the Ministry of Plague personally spread the plague, so how could it be so easy for them to eliminate it? Except for a small number of soldiers who had not been infected by the plague and were isolated by magic power in time, most of the Qin army was infected with the plague.

The Qin army, which stretched for hundreds of miles, stopped marching almost at the same time, and then a series of fairy lights rose from each battalion and flew towards the rear of the Chinese army's tent.

This is a decisive battle between the gods and immortals, which is related to the control of the world. Fairy Menghua went out with the army in person. As news came from various armies and the immortals accompanying the army, her face finally darkened.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, Emperor Qin Liu Shengan sat on the dragon chair with a blank expression on his face, Fairy Menghua and other immortals also had seats. As more and more immortals returned, the big tent became a bit crowded.

Qinhuang Liu Sheng watched this with cold eyes. Although he knew that the immortals came to help him, but now that the court and the Qin army were controlled by the immortals, he began to feel dissatisfied with the immortal way.

But if he wants to fight against Li Qing, he still needs to rely on the immortal way. No matter how dissatisfied he is, he can't show it at this moment. At this moment, his face is as heavy as water, and he secretly smiles bitterly.

Hearing that the God of Plague in the Ming Dynasty was Hong Wenmin, his original mastermind, and that he was definitely presiding behind the plague suffered by the Qin army this time, thinking of this, his heart became even more angry.

He said coldly: "Hong Wenmin was conferred the title of God of Plague because of your failure in planning. Now that he has turned against the Qin army, all the immortals will deal with it. I am not feeling well, so I will leave for the time being."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the dissatisfied expressions of the immortals and forcibly retreated, leaving the power behind him. It was not easy for him to make trouble in the face of the common enemy of the Ming Dynasty, but it was impossible for him to continue to be angry here.

"Humph"

Fairy Menghua snorted coldly, and looked at Liu Sheng's leaving figure with disdain. If she hadn't wanted to fight against Li Qing's human destiny, she would not have left the reincarnated emperor alive.

But the threat of the plague did exist, not to mention the plague god on Li Qing's side was sent there by her design, and she felt more and more aggrieved.

Looking at the immortals in the big tent, he said: "The immortals have a good way to deal with it."

All the immortals smiled wryly. If a few people or dozens of people suffer from the plague, no matter whether they use magic power to detoxify or even use elixirs, they can deal with it. This is an army of nearly a million?Who can have such mana.

Fairy Menghua saw that all the immortals were silent, and her face became more and more ugly. It is absurd that the immortals who have cultivated for countless years can't deal with the plague of mortals!
Since everyone didn't say anything, she simply identified it directly, pointing to the fairy with white beard and hair sitting at the back and said: "The Immortal Baicao has obtained the Tao of ginseng and is good at alchemy. He should know how to break the plague."

Immortal Baicao looked miserable, he was a different kind of Taoist, he was discriminated against among immortals, he was often chosen to handle difficult tasks, and this moment was no exception.

He did have a way to crack the plague, but the price was not small, so he hesitated.

　My friend's new book, the journey of cultivating immortals with robots as the main characters, is not bad.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)