Chapter 1383
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The Qi Emperor and the other believers had been believers of the Dragon Court Sect for many years, and it was not the first time they saw an immortal resurrecting the dead. They were not surprised at all, and instead looked pious.
"An immortal can resurrect the dead. Emperor Yuan … didn't you say that your Yuan Kingdom also has an immortal? Why are you making such a big fuss over this? Ha … fake is fake after all … Now that you've witnessed the power of an immortal, you and the immortal imposter will know how pathetic you are. "The Qi Emperor sneered.
The immortal imposter — Ye Qingtang's expression did not change at all as she looked at the man who got up from the ice coffin.
Seeing that his son was resurrected, the old man knelt down and kowtowed to express his gratitude.
Everyone was envious and strengthened their belief in the Dragon Court Sect. As long as they were pious enough, the immortal would resurrect them …
"It's so hot today. Rain should be used to nourish the body …" The immortal's voice sounded again from inside the jade door.
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of rain suddenly sounded outside the hall, which was originally bright and sunny. The heavy rain instantly splashed outside the hall.
First, he revived the dead. Then, he made it rain heavily on this scorching hot day. The Immortal's power was boundless, causing the believers in the main hall to be filled with fear and trepidation. Their belief in the Dragon Court Sect deepened.
Ye Qingtang glanced at the pouring rain outside. She didn't even have the mood to smile now.
She thought that …
This immortal from the Dragon Court Sect might be an explorer who was trapped by the God of Nature and was unable to escape.
But now it seemed …
He was a fraud who was even more of a fraud than her …
Immortal aura to relieve the heat? That was the spice used to burn herbs to relieve the heat.
Turning an empty pot into wine?
Did he really think that she had never seen the Yin Yang Wine Pot?
And that resurrection from the dead …
Can I trouble the friend who drank the fake death medicine to be more professional? Since you were attacked by a wild beast and died, why don't you have any wounds on your body? You couldn't have been scared to death, right …
And this rain …
Ye Qingtang's lips twitched as she looked at the scorching sun a hundred meters away through the dense rain.
She did not want to talk about the envoys who were pretending to be able to fly on transparent ropes …
She was wrong.
How could she be considered a quack? The "immortal" in the jade door was probably the real quack.
In any case, Ye Qingtang had brought out the real thing.
But this person was good. Not only was he good at using camouflage, but he was also good at coordinating from the inside and outside. The scene of the old father saving his son was really heart-wrenching.
Initially, Ye Qingtang was still rather cautious. However, the Dragon Court Sect's "immortal" continued to put on a "good show", causing her to lose all her caution.
In the Central Continent, the illusions of this "immortal" were, at most, performed by a trickster in a village.
But here, he had become an "immortal" that everyone worshipped.
Just as she had said.
The people of this world are so easy to deceive!
Facts had proven that in a world with a low level of martial arts, one's knowledge was pitifully little.
Ye Qingtang could see through all this because she was powerful enough. Regardless of whether it was her eyesight or hearing, they were many times better than anyone else here. These camouflage tricks naturally could not escape her discerning eyes.
"Yuan King, you have finally seen the power of an immortal today. I wonder what kind of immortal skills this immortal beside you has?" Emperor Qi suddenly spoke. Although he was speaking to Yuan King, his gaze was directly on Ye Qingtang.
How dare he pretend to be an immortal and shamelessly participate in the Dragon Court Sect's pilgrimage. He really deserves to die!
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