"General, the general..." Seeing this bloody scene, everyone was horrified. Shu He turned his head suddenly, looked at Zhu Qia eagerly, and asked stutteringly and tremblingly.
Zhu Li looked extremely miserable, as if he had died in battle, no wonder everyone was looking at him in shock.
Seeing the other party's miserable appearance, Zhu Qia couldn't help but frowned, but he still said firmly: "It doesn't matter. The old Taoist's formation is the All Living Beings' Hope Gathering Formation. This is a divine formation created by the ancient witch to gather the world's luck and the long-cherished wishes of the people."
"Zhu Li should have died after losing his heart, but with this formation, he can use it to gather the spiritual energy of Shu and the long-cherished wishes of all living beings in the world to condense a brand new heart for him."
"To condense a brand new heart?" Pan Kang was a scholar who read a lot of books. This was the first time he had heard of such a strange story. He exclaimed, "Then according to the Immortal, General Zhu Li, will he be able to get better soon?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at Zhu Qia eagerly. From their eager gazes, Zhu Qia read eagerness and desire. It can be seen how much everyone wanted a positive answer.
It is impossible to disappoint such a gaze, but in fact, it is not that easy; Zhu Qia just rolled his eyes at Pan Qia, as if he was looking at an idiot, which made Pan Kang feel embarrassed.
He then let out a long sigh and said, "How can it be so easy? To absorb the spirit of heaven and earth and to gather the support of the people from all over the world are all illusory things. However, it is this kind of miraculous thing that can keep a dying person alive."
“Many things about the magical skills of the ancient witches are inexplicable. Even if you study them diligently for your entire life, you may not be able to fully understand them.” As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Qia’s face was filled with melancholy.
He has spent his entire life practicing Taoism and studying, and he has even forgotten how many years have passed in this kind of life. But to this day, he still has only a superficial understanding of the secret methods passed down from ancient times. How can he not feel melancholy
His melancholy was obviously not expressed at the right time. At this moment, everyone was concerned about Zhu Li's life and death, and no one had the heart to listen to his sentiments.
When Geng Yan heard that this so-called magic formation could only hold Zhu Li’s breath, he immediately said, “If it can only hold a breath of life, then what’s the difference between it and the living dead?”
"A hero like the general, in my opinion, would rather die than be a living dead, right?"
"That's right, old Taoist priest, you look so confident, but it turns out you are just a charlatan who pretends to be a god." Upon hearing about that crappy formation that could only keep Zhu Li angry, Wang Qian's face changed instantly and his tone was full of gunpowder.
However, he was just venting his frustration. As for Zhu Qia, even if they all attacked together, they couldn't do anything to him. What could he do
Before Wang Qian finished his words, the way everyone else looked at Zhu Qia changed.
That look was like looking at an old swindler who was trying to trick children into giving him candy. Even Zhao Jiechou, the young lady with her face covered in dust, glanced at him with contempt and turned away angrily.
Facing such an expression, Zhu Qia was furious. He snorted coldly, "You ignorant, stupid, bastards, you look down on others. I haven't even finished what I'm saying yet. Look at your behavior. Is this how you treat your seniors?"
"Ah" As soon as Zhu Qia said this, everyone immediately turned their heads with bright eyes, their eyes full of expectation. Wang Qian's face changed, and he immediately put on a respectful look and apologized: "I'm sorry, senior, it turns out that you still have a trick. Just treat what I just said as a fart."
"That's right, this old guy Wang Qian is the most useless. If you have any good ideas, please tell me quickly. If you are unhappy, I will help you beat him up and let you vent your anger." Wang Qian was the one who caused the trouble, and Shu He quickly jumped out to speak, looking like an elder brother disciplining his younger brother.
Since it concerns Zhu Li's life and death, they naturally cannot be careless. As long as they can get this stinky Taoist priest to speak, not to mention beating Wang Qian up, they will even make Shu He run naked.
"Hmph." Zhu Qia got angry just to save his face. As for what Wang Qian said just now, he would not take it to heart. For a cultivator like him who only cares about the world and the people, how could he have the time to get angry
After putting on airs and feeling that his face had been restored, Zhu Qia did not hesitate any longer and continued, "Do you know what kind of heart Zhu Li gave to Miss Yuchi?"
Everyone was bewildered when they heard this.
In their opinion, a heart is a heart. Can there be two different human hearts
If Zhu Li had said at the beginning that their hearts could save Yuchi Xiaoniang, there would probably be quite a few people who would be willing to donate their hearts.
This is not to overestimate their sentiments. Among you all, except Zhu Qia and Zhao Jiechou, the others have probably already regarded themselves as Zhu Li's subordinates, and they are die-hard ones at that. Although it is a bit wishful thinking, they really think so.
Seeing the expressions of the crowd, Zhu Qia knew that he had asked in vain. He rolled his eyes at them and said solemnly, "There is something special on Zhu Li's body. I don't know what it is, but it is very magical and definitely not ordinary."
"It is precisely because he possesses this special thing that determines his uniqueness. According to the calculations of the old Taoist, the heart he presented to Miss Yuchi should be the heart of a blue dragon. People with such a heart are mostly heroes of the era."
“So, to restore his heart, having the Taoist's Heart-Gathering Formation for the Return of All Living Beings is not enough. We must also find a magical object to slowly nourish the new heart. When the heart of all living beings, nourished by the magical object, grows to the size of a normal person's heart, Zhu Li will be able to recover completely.” Zhu Qia said with a serious face.
"Divine object, what divine object?" Geng Yan narrowed his eyes and asked solemnly.
"If it is a divine object, how could it appear in the secular world?" This was Shu He's question.
"If there are any clues, we will get them at any cost." This was Han Xun's decision.
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The morale is commendable and useful. Zhu Qia looked at the expressions of the crowd and felt very relieved. Then, he did not keep them in suspense and said frankly: "Nanzhao has such a magical item, and it must be useful."
"Nanzhao?" Everyone was surprised and confused. In the eyes of the people in the Central Plains, Nanzhao was just a small barbarian country. In modern times, it was beaten black and blue by Gao Pian, and all the people, young and old, were soldiers. Such a small country actually had a magical object. Everyone was very surprised.
"Yes, it is said that the ancestor of Nanzhao was a woman named Sha Yi. She touched a floating log in the river and gave birth to ten sons in succession."
"When the ten sons grew up, Sha Yi took them to see their father, the floating wood that she had touched. When the floating wood saw her sons, it suddenly transformed into a dragon, and instantly scared away the nine sons. Only one son, named Ji Zi, sat with the dragon on his back, calm and composed."
"The dragon licked Ji Zi's back and said, 'This is my real son, let's call him Jiulongshi.' So Jiulongshi became the king among the brothers."
"It just so happened that not far from their home, there was a woman named Nuboxi who gave birth to ten daughters in a row. So the Jiulong brothers married Nuboxi's daughters, and the tribe multiplied like this until ninety-nine tribes emerged, which were the predecessors of Nanzhao."
"And the magical object that the old Taoist was talking about is that dragon wood." Zhu Qia said with certainty.
The system of husband and wife has gone through a long period of time, from group marriage to dual marriage and finally to monogamy in feudal society. Things like ten women marrying ten sons should have occurred during the period of dual marriage, in short, before the feudal society.
"Dragon wood, is this the dragon wood that can make women pregnant?" Shu He asked in surprise.
"It's been so long, does the Dragon Wood really exist?" Zhe Silun was a little worried. After all, it was just a legend. The legendary divine objects were generally not easy to find, and some legends were simply fictitious.
"It must still be there!" Zhu Qia said with certainty, "The current ruler of Nanzhao is Longshun. Longshun's father is named Shilong. When Shilong was born and during his reign, two strange things happened in Nanzhao."
"It is said that Shilong's mother was originally a fisherman's daughter who loved bathing. When she was bathing in the Xi'er River, she encountered a golden dragon. After returning to the palace, she became pregnant and gave birth to Shilong."
"She can get pregnant like this. Could it be that the emperor's wife had an affair in Xi'er River? As a result, she got pregnant and came back saying that she met a golden dragon. These barbarians really know how to flatter themselves." Shu He had a look of disdain. She could get pregnant just by taking a bath. This was simply ridiculous.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Qia glared at him, then said seriously: "Although it is just a rumor, I will never rule out the possibility that there is a dragon tree in Xi'er River."
"Besides Xi'er River, where else?" Geng Yan asked seriously. This concerned Zhu Li's life, so if there was any suspicious place, he would go and investigate.
Seeing Geng Xin's seriousness, Zhu Qia was very satisfied and continued, "In addition to the Xi'er River, there is also the Wanshou Temple."
"Wanshou Temple?" Although everyone was confused and doubtful, they were unwilling to miss this opportunity. It is better to have a target than to have no target.
"During Shilong's reign, there was a demon monk named Yaoruo who defiled the palace and was executed. During the execution, the executioner broke seven knives but failed to chop off the demon monk's head."
"In the end, we had to use a thatched saw to saw off the opponent's head. However, after the evil monk died, he turned into a black roc and flew to Wanshou Temple. An ordinary roc actually had such an opportunity. This shows that there must be some incredible treasure hidden in Wanshou Temple, and it is very likely to be the Dragon Wood." Zhu Qia said cautiously.