This is simply a deliberate attempt to disrupt the rule of the Immortality Sect.

Chaos to the rule of the Immortality Sect?

Perhaps, this is the purpose of the Inanimate Religion?

These thoughts flashed through Ling Yun's mind.

These thoughts were quickly forgotten.

After all, it has little to do with him.

This area, whether it is ruled by the Immortality Cult or the Immortality Cult, has nothing to do with him as long as it does not disturb him.

"I see."

Ling Yun nodded, "Now that we understand the reason, the request of Master Qin is indeed understandable. The original price should be the original price."

The original price of the meteorite liquid was 500 million yuan.

Qin Yi gave him a discount of 400 million yuan before.

But whether it's 500 million yuan or 400 million yuan, in Ling Yun's opinion, he has made a lot of money.

After all, this is star liquid, not meteorite liquid at all.

"Master Ling is so happy."

Qin Yi also breathed a sigh of relief, with a charming smile on her face.

She really didn't want to lose Ling Yun as an honored guest.

Every time she buys meteorite liquid, it costs three taels and tens of billions of source coins. She can earn more than one billion.

If the cost hadn't really increased significantly this time, she wouldn't have been willing to say this.

When she spoke, she was really worried that she would lose this distinguished guest.

Fortunately, Ling Yun is more generous than she thought.

After the transaction was completed, Ling Yun walked outside.

Walking on the road, Ling Yun's footsteps suddenly stopped, and there was a huge crowd in front of him.

"Quick, go see Zen Master Miaofa."

"I didn't expect Zen Master Miaofa to come to the Ice Palace. Let's seize the time to get the true talisman."

People rushed toward the east side of the street like crazy.

"Zen Master Miaofa?

"Ling Yun's eyes flashed.

Magical method?

This name reminded him of Miaoyin.

Vaguely, he had already made a guess.

As for the specific truth, he needed to go and see it to be sure.

He moved along with the crowd.

Not long after, he came to a commercial street on the east side of the street.

At this moment, the entire commercial street is already filled with people like a sea, and there are crowds of people everywhere you look.

In the center of the crowd stood a high platform.

There is a group of mysterious people wearing white robes on the high platform.

The other people in Taoist robes were all sitting, and only an old man in Taoist robes with white hair and a childlike face, a fairy-like demeanor, stood in the middle.

In the eyes of others, this old man in Taoist robes has a kind face and kind eyes, and a look of compassion on his face.

Ling Yun could see the indifference deep in the other party's eyes.

"Fellow laymen, it is fate that we meet each other. I am a stranger in the mountains. I am a poor Taoist."

The old man in Taoist robes said: "Recently, I learned that evil poisons are spreading down the mountain. Out of compassion, I broke through many years of purification and came down the mountain to open an altar and do some rituals to dissolve the evil poisons."

Hearing his words, the crowd was in commotion.

Viruses are spreading everywhere recently, and many people are bedridden or even dead because of them, and Ice Palace is no exception.

This makes many people panic.

Under such circumstances, a rumor suddenly spread that there was a magic method from an enlightened person. Although he was not a god, he was blessed by the gods and had the means of gods to detoxify and save people's lives.

Many people are grasping at straws.

At this moment, some people became even more excited when they heard Miaofa's words.

"Master Zen Master, you are a master of Taoism. Please save my husband. He was infected with a virus the day before yesterday and is dying today."

A woman suddenly cried loudly.

Behind her, several people carried a middle-aged man out.

This middle-aged man's face was bloodless and pale as paper, but his lips were black and blue. At first glance, he gave people the impression that he was poisoned and that he was about to die soon.

Women even knelt down in large numbers and cried loudly, which made people cry.

"Hey, this layman doesn't have to be like this. Since the poor Taoist is here, he will naturally not let anything happen to your husband."

The old man in Taoist robes flew down from the high platform and landed next to the middle-aged man.

"Fu Lai."

He stretched out his hand and a talisman fell into his hand.

Then, he put the talisman on the middle-aged man's forehead and muttered something.

After only a moment, the dying middle-aged man opened his eyes, and the color on his face quickly returned.

"..." Ling Yun felt speechless.

This level of fraud by Wushengjiao is too low.

A dying person recovers as soon as a talisman is attached?

Even taking the magic pill has no such effect.

However, such a magical scene surprised many people around and cheered.

"Thank you, Master Zen. Thank you, Master Zen, for your life-saving grace."

The woman said excitedly.

The middle-aged man who had recovered also knelt down in response to the Taoist-robed old man's wonderful method.

"Did you see it?

This is the power of the true talisman. As long as you have a predestined relationship with this religion and are pious to the Inanimate Mother in your heart, then even if you are about to die, you can come back to life."

The disciple next to Miaofa said.
Chapter completed!