Seeing that Nezha was in a hurry, his brows were furrowed, and his face was anxious, Yang Jian naturally knew that Zhou Ducheng was in trouble.

"Nezha!"

With a shout, Yang Jian stopped Nezha, and his divine sense spread towards Qishan, and his complexion suddenly changed.

In the sky above the capital city, a gray fog filled the air!

Yang Jian's forehead and eyes suddenly trembled, and he seemed to hear the sound of countless unjust souls howling in his ears.

This discouragement ......

"Senior brother, go find the master and come here! something is wrong!" Nezha hurriedly shouted, "I don't know who made the spell tonight, but the plague fell on the capital, and thirty percent of the people in the city fell seriously ill, and the weak have begun to die!"

Plague?Spells?

A name suddenly popped up in Yang Jian's heart, the name of an immortal who was originally an immortal in the Three Sects.

Lu Yue.

Knowing what was going on, Yang Jian was a little relieved, the unknown was the most disturbing, knowing that the restlessness in his heart was because of the plague in the city, then he just thought of countermeasures.

"You go and invite our master to come!" Yang Jian looked at Nezha, "Fly faster! It must be faster than the jade talisman! I will go to the city to find a way to stabilize the condition!"

"Okay!" Nezha nodded decisively, and in the rapid rotation of the Hot Wheels, he turned around and flew northwest with the fire-tipped gun.

Yang Jian turned into a fire phoenix again, pulled out a line of fire between heaven and earth, and hurriedly smashed it to the foot of Qishan.

The closer he got, Yang Jian's divine sense gradually broke through the cover of the gray mist above the capital and saw the situation in the city.

The capital city of Zhou is the largest town within a radius of thousands of miles, and since the rise of the Zhou state, it has accommodated a steady stream of guests from other places who have come to join it, and the population has faintly approached the city of Chaoge.

No one has counted how many people there are, but the number of mortals in the capital city of Zhou, plus the towns within a radius of hundreds of miles, plus those slaves, is definitely more than 10 million!

Now, half of the mortals in the city have fallen, and the outside of the city is fine for the time being, but the disease is like a flame, spreading unscrupulously in all directions......

The formation in the Yang Mansion has been fully opened, and all over the mansion are already people who have been taken for refuge.

Meishan Liuyou led the immortal soldiers to run in all directions, and Zhijian alone protected the palace of King Wu of Zhou, so that the gray mist could not invade it.

These measures also show Ao Xinke's ability to adapt.

Yang Jian rushed to the top of the capital, took a breath, and his voice echoed within a thousand miles.

"The people in the city, but those who are infected need to be isolated from others! Those who are not infected should not drink water or eat for the time being! I am Prime Minister Yang Jian, rest assured, His Majesty King Wu will be blessed by heaven and will be able to sweep away this plague!"

After that, Yang Jian fell straight to the palace, King Wu's car was at the palace gate, King Wu wanted to go out of the palace to inspect, but was blocked by a minister.

Suddenly hearing Yang Jian's voice coming from above his head, King Wu almost cried with joy, and all the ministers also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

King Wu shouted: "Prime Minister, go and save the people in the city!"

"Don't worry, the king," Yang Jianren followed, landed in front of the Martial King, and gave a simple salute to the Martial King, "I have asked Nezha to invite the elders of the sect, if someone secretly casts a spell to do such a plague, then there must be a solution." ”

"Now that the prime minister is here, Lone is relieved for the most part, Prime Minister, Lone is going to inspect the city!"

"The king doesn't have to worry, this kind of plague can't hurt the king's golden body," Yang Jian pulled out a few bottles of interpretation elixir from the Xuan Turtle Belt and summoned a few generals, "Go and bring some water tanks, fill them with water, and put these elixirs in each bucket one by one." The water tank goes forward with the frame of the king, and each household is given half a scoop along the way, and no one can get rid of the disease with just one sip...... There are not many pills, remember not to let the people cause robbery, and send more guards to escort the king. ”

"Yes, Prime Minister!"

Yang Jian looked at King Wu and wanted to comfort King Wu a few words, but when he saw King Wu holding the hilt of the sword in his left hand, his eyes were full of anger, and he could only sigh in his heart.

King Wu asked, "Prime Minister, who is the one behind the spell?"

"The minister doesn't know yet, this is going to search, if this person can be found, the minister will definitely bring his head!"

"If there is no prime minister, there will be no master of the six gods," King Wu sighed softly.

Yang Jian no longer delayed, and stomped his feet and rose to the sky. He knew that the most important thing was to calm the people's hearts at this time, and what he was most afraid of was that the people in the city would panic too much and cause more trouble.

Taking a light breath, Yang Jian stopped in the air and swept his gaze downward.

Taking out the too conspicuous Ao Xue Han and putting it on his body, Yang Jian purely wanted to make himself more majestic and bring more confidence to the people in the city.

The divine sense could not find the person who cast the spell, and the divine light in his eyes bloomed, and he looked all over the big city, and Yang Jian soon discovered the source of the plague - the well.

Or rather, an underground river.

Yang Jian's previous speculation was really good, he could make the whole city contaminated by the plague, and in addition to the 'wind', there was only 'water' to rely on.

Flying in the city, Yang Jian deliberately let the people see his figure, and quickly rushed to several wells in the southern city......

After several investigations, Yang Jian probably knew the path of the plague in his heart.

The capital of Zhou is too large, and the south and north cities are two underground water systems that supply the people in the city to drink, and the plague people selected more than ten wells to cast spells on the wells and pollute the groundwater......

"Xinke, when did the plague first appear in the city?"

Ao Xinke, who was meditating in Yang's mansion, opened her eyes, followed the sound and searched, and saw Yang Jian's figure, and at that moment, the worry in her eyes gradually dissipated, and she was relieved. “

"Two hours ago. ”

"Did you find anything suspicious?"

"There have been a few Great Luo Golden Immortal breaths that have appeared, but before I can get out, they have already retreated. ”

How many?

That's right, it seems that Lu Yue still has a few disciples.

"Husband, this plague seems to come from the water, I have tried the antidote pill brought by the Dragon Palace, although it is useful, but there are not many people who can save it......"

While discussing with Ao Xinke, Yang Jian continued to fly around the city, jumped out of the city wall, and flew along the city wall.

Ao Xinke also wanted to use mana to purify the underground aquifer under the Zhou capital, but this plague was quite powerful, and Ao Xinke was in charge of a Yuan Hui of the Dragon Clan's Wanzhi Palace, which can be described as knowledgeable and well-informed, but he was also a little helpless against this plague.

"It's poison and not poison, it's not a cup, and it is a mixture of resentment...... Husband, this should be a magic power cultivated by someone from the miasma of Beizhou," Ao Xinke groaned a little, and said with some hesitation, "If you want to find a solution, you must find the person who planted the plague." ”

Yang Jian agreed, and walked around the city to search for clues about the other party, but unfortunately there was no gain.

Throw down the plague and run?

If this is the case, this Lu Yue is really ruthless, and it seems that he wants the Zhou capital to be extinct, hinder the eastward advance of the Zhou State, and then affect the luck of the two sects.

What Yang Jian is most afraid of encountering is this kind of madman who shoots directly at mortals regardless of it, once the other party is not afraid of heavenly punishment and karma, he will become an extremely headache opponent.

Yang Jian found a well, turned into a swimming fish and sank into it, searching the underground water system like a spider web.

There was a faint gray 'cotton wool' lingering in the water, and Yang Jian tried to wrap it in Xuan Qi, and this 'cotton wool' melted like a snowflake.

Yang Jian's spirit was shocked, and he immediately urged the Xuan Qi, and in an instant, he didn't know how wide and long the underground area was filled.

The little fish he turned into also puffed out his cheeks, as if he was using the strength of milk, and violently urged a stream of Xuan Qi to strangle these 'gray cotton wool' in the water.

Although this is a bit laborious, the results are still obvious, Yang Jian cleaned the small half of the well in one go.

Recovering the Xuan Qi, Yang Jian began this huge water purification project along the flow direction of the underground water system.

The wells in various parts of the capital city have shown visions, in which there is constantly shining light, the people everywhere watching, I don't know who shouted 'the prime minister has appeared', and those people who are sick and suffering have also begun to be in high spirits.

It's a pity that mortals die every moment, the plague is like a web of death, although Yang Jian has begun to purify the water source, there is still no way to clear the diseases that have spread throughout the Zhou Capital City.

Wuwang Ji Fa stood on the car, looking at the streets on both sides, the figures reflected by the light of the guards' torches, and his eyes were a little red.

This is not a pretentious gesture, since Yang Jian instilled in him a bunch of concepts of 'the people are the water, the king is the boat', he attaches great importance to the people, and also intends to exempt some slaves with less responsibility.

The sergeants distributed 'fairy water' along the way, but King Wu had an unforgettable understanding of the meaning of the word 'drop in the bucket' at this time.

Not enough, not enough at all.

"Tell the king! The prime minister has begun to purify the water underground! The source of the plague is almost under control!"

"Great King! There is a slave rebellion in the north of the city, and the guards are very sick and powerless to suppress it!"

"The King's ......"

One after another, the heralds who shuttled back and forth brought little good news.

"Who did it!

The Martial King scolded angrily, and suddenly pulled out his long sword, beyond the gray fog, there was a clear sky, but suddenly a thunderbolt fell, and behind the Martial King, there was a five-clawed golden dragon with teeth and claws!

"I can't spare you!"

Click......

The thunder shone brightly, and the figure of the Martial King diffused layers of golden light, and then these golden lights suddenly rose into the sky, turning into a comet, crashing into the southeast direction.

If Yang Jian was not underground at this time, he would definitely be able to follow this golden light and find the culprit of the next poisoner.

Thousands of miles away, in a small town in the territory of the Zhou Kingdom, seven or eight figures wrapped in gray robes sat cross-legged on the bed in the guest room, as if they were practicing with their eyes closed. that

A golden light appeared in the sky, and it exploded towards this place with great speed.

And one of these figures raised his head suddenly, revealing a potholed face, and with a wave of his big hand, a banner with a thick gray light gate smashed out.

There seemed to be thunder in the silence, and the heavens and the earth were illuminated by the splashing golden light.

The banner he raised was directly shattered, but the golden light was also blocked, and it did not hit the town.

In the guest room, the Daoist who made the move suddenly turned pale, and spat out a mouthful of white dirty blood came out of his mouth.

"Master?"

"Master!"

Another woman's voice said: "Brother Dao?"

"It's okay, it's okay," the man raised his hand to stop the shouts of others, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's just that the human emperor's luck is backfired, hmph, a mere mortal emperor can hurt me." It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, and temporarily withdraw from the territory of Zhou to observe the changes in the future. ”

Several people immediately agreed, and the group performed the escape method and hurried away.