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Chapter 532 Preaching

"sermon?"

Long Yun shook his head indifferently, and instantly understood Zhang Daoran's intentions, and was extremely moved. Zhang Daoran said nothing and made no promises. When he wanted to change the faith of believers in this area, Zhang Daoran supported him with all his strength.

Preaching means using great supernatural powers to implant the concept of Taoism into the hearts of believers in this country. Thus, from the slightest, the magic of Taoism can attract believers to change their faith.

Long Yun was also very clear. Zhang Daoran said that there was his own opportunity here. So, now Zhang Daoran is helping himself and getting this opportunity.

Kneeled on both knees and said piously: "Thank you for your fulfillment! The disciple remembers it in my heart!"

Aihao, who was unknown, also fell to the ground with his soul resonance. He quickly understood the Eastern language and was able to speak fluent Chinese: "Thank you for your real person's fulfillment"

Aihaoer knelt down and bowed. Long Yun did not explain the reason for his bow. He just took out a red-skinned gourd, poured out a pill, hesitated for a moment, and handed it to Aihaoer: "You helped Kakel heal his injuries just now, and you can only suppress his injuries. If you want to recover, you may not be able to recover in less than three or two years."

Long Yun was right. Kakel's injury was too serious. Not only did he lose one arm, but he also lost one leg. This injury he could suppress now. Kakel, who was unconscious, was still in danger.

"This is"

Looking at this pill, it was the first time Aihao saw the pill, and he was curious in his heart when he saw it.

"This pill was personally refined by a real person, called the marrow-cleaning disease-removing pill. It is a holy medicine for healing like a fairy pill. It can not only remove all diseases, but also heal the wounds. Your brother Karkel is so seriously injured. A pill can make him wake up immediately. Of course, his arms and legs are still there, but he cannot recover."

Long Yun was thinking about it. Zhang Daoran could not accept the brothers of Aihael. If Long Yun still wants to preach here, he must have helpers. Aihael and Kakel are themselves bishops and guardians. If they can convert to Taoism, there will be no obstacles to preaching here. Even because of the existence of Aihael and Kakel, the preaching will be smooth.

And this pill is just an early investment.

Ai Haoer had never seen the pill before, frowned, with some doubt in his eyes, but he was extremely disbelief in his heart: "Such a small piece, like a sheep's poop, a black gray-soil meatball, can heal all diseases, is it a holy medicine for healing?"

Zhang Daoran's strength has penetrated into his soul. The pills made by Zhang Daoran dissipate the resistance in Aihao's heart a little bit. Then he looked at Long Yun in confusion: "We were hostile just now, and it was because of your reason that my brother Karkel had such an end. Why did you kindly help me?"

Aihael was full of vigilance, for the sake of complete distrust.

"You must convert to Taoism now if you want to follow the real person. Therefore, if you want to live, you still need the help of me. I know that after you return to the bishop, you will inevitably be executed. Although you are the Dharma King, you are still just a slave to the bishop. Your life is not in your own hands, but in the bishop's hands. So you regard the real person as your backer. Since you want to save your life and don't want to die, why should you refuse me?"

Aihao struggled in his heart. Aihao firmly believed that no profit would be good, and if you gain something, you will definitely make some efforts. If you get a life-saving medicine, you must use your own life to repay it.

"What's your purpose?"

Aihaoer did not take the pill, but still looked at Long Yun with vigilance.

Put the pill to Aihao: "This is what I am forcing you. There is no cause and effect between us, so you don't have to worry about me. I need to repay my life-saving grace in the future."

Ai Haoer was full of doubts: "What is causal burden?"

There is no such statement in their world.

"If you practice Taoism in the future, you will understand that you will go and save your brother now."

As he said that, Long Yun came to the huge rock, held the child in his arms, and waved to the distance. The believers in the distance, look at me, and I look at you, and finally their eyes fell on Ai Haoer.

Aihao turned a blind eye to these gazes. Aihao did not dare to speak out without trust in Zhang Daoran's appearance. Since he had already lost, he would admit it openly. Aihao took the pill and half-believingly and half-doubtedly to save Kakel's life.

Those believers, seeing Aihael, turned a blind eye to them, mustered up the courage to come here.

"Although his parents were morally degraded, some people couldn't raise their heads. However, the children were innocent, who would you want to raise them?"

Zhang Daoran has already told that Long Yun must fulfill Zhang Daoran's instructions.

These believers, with their numb eyes, were full of resistance. Thousands of people, young and old, no one agreed.

"Carkel, are you awake?"

Suddenly, a call with eagerness reached everyone's ears. Thousands of believers looked at Kakel with their eyes in unison. Kakel, who was dying, had already woken up at this time. But his eyes were still filled with fear, as if he had not yet woken up from the cage just now.

"Carkel, it was the real person who saved your life. Only then can you survive the pill given by Long Yun!"

Now Aihao believed it completely: "What a magical pill, just such a small one, will make you come alive. But your arms and legs cannot grow out now."

Carkel was still lying on the ground blankly, looking at the air with his eyes blank, not knowing what he was thinking.

Losing an arm or a leg is an unacceptable reality for practitioners or ordinary people.

"Can a pill survive?"

Thousands of believers, the numbness in their eyes dissipated a little. Looking like Long Yun, a golden light burst into their eyes: "Master Taoist, my grandfather is sick, can you give me a pill?"

"Master, my brother is sick. Can you give me a pill?"

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All of them were asking for elixirs. Long Yun frowned: "I don't have many elixirs here, but they were given by real people. Let's do this. Whoever you raises the child will give me the elixirs to cure the disease!"

"Master, the old man doesn't want to live for long, but my grandson has an incurable disease and has a year of survival. Can you give me elixirs? My son and daughter-in-law can raise this child."

In front of life, no matter how dirty soul or dirty body is, it is not as good as this elixir. Although Long Yun felt uncomfortable, he still nodded: "As long as you raise it seriously and treat it as your own flesh and blood, I will give you a elixir."

"Thank you, Master"

A young couple stepped forward to take the child. The old man brought the one-year-old child to Long Yun: "This is my grandson, please help from Taoist priest!"

Long Yun silently said, thinking of the child with fear on his face, "This pill tastes special and priceless. You can't bear the smell of it later, so don't spit it out."

The child nodded.

Long Yun sighed: "Well, open your mouth."

The child opened his mouth as he said, and Long Yun wrapped the pills with spiritual energy, and directly placed the pills into the child's mouth and entered his abdomen.
Chapter completed!
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