A mob of clones

Chapter 401 The poor Taoist Wu He took advantage of Ke Han’s life

"Kill, kill, kill~"

A foot wrapped in a cloth shoe stepped down, and the withered grass was crushed by the thick sole, causing a series of continuous wails that sounded like killing people.

But the next second, the footsteps moved away, but the withered grass was not even suppressed. It still maintained the original posture of strutting, as if the big foot that fell just now was just a phantom in the dim sunlight, and only the surroundings were still faintly visible. The reverberating "rustling" reveals everything that is true...

The figure walked farther and farther, and finally stopped beside a fence. He raised his head and looked at the huge camp surrounded by wooden fences, rising smoke, and the endless Mongolian tent cloth. He whispered to himself:

"It should be here~"

……

The golden flags rustled in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the golden tents also reflected the dazzling light in the setting sun, reflecting on the soldiers stationed outside the tents, making these tall soldiers look like gods. .

At the same time, a faint voice came from the tent, the voice was faint, but none of the soldiers stationed outside the tent dared to do anything else. They just stood there like a javelin, staring ahead.

At this moment, inside the camp...

“Can it be done in one year?”

Looking at the bit of blood coughed up by his own hand, Temujin said nothing more. He closed his eyes slightly and reopened them after a moment. Then he waved his hand and said:

There is no doubt that he is the real hope in Temujin's eyes.

Among them, there is no doubt that Torre, who is in charge of the army, is most likely to become Khan.

"According to the inheritance system of the Golden Family for many years, my brothers and I have the right to inherit the throne."

"How long do you think it will take to get this done?"

Genghis Khan Temujin had many children, but only four were his legitimate sons.

If we talk about the tribe and surname alone, it is estimated that many people will not understand the identity of the old man, but he has a name that shocks both ancient and modern times.

"Since you understand, Torre, there should be no need for me to say more as a father."

The old man and the strong man are both from the Qiyan tribe in Mongolia, and their surname is Jin.

They are Jochi, Chagatai, Ogedai and Torre here.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

"it is good!"

"Father, are you okay?!"

"Tori, don't worry, I'm fine. This is not why I asked you to come to the camp this time..."

"Yes! Father!"

In response, the big man on the opposite side knelt down on one knee, performed the etiquette of a prairie respecter to his old father, and said with firm eyes:

"Of course I know."

They followed Temujin in his expeditions from east to west and made great contributions to the foundation of the Mongol Empire. Temujin assigned different positions to his four sons based on their talents and specialties. Jochi was in charge of hunting, Chagatai was in charge of laws, Ogotai was in charge of government affairs, and Tole was in charge of the army.

His name was Temujin, and he was Genghis Khan, the great ancestor of the Yuan Dynasty who left a mark in history.

Temujin and his favorite son looked at each other for a long time, neither of them spoke, but everything was in silence.

But he knew that he could not persist like this forever. The empire he established needed a successor with political vision who could continue to unite the various Mongolian tribes and lead them to complete his unfinished business, not just a military talent who conquered cities and territories.

Taking a deep breath to let his slightly pale complexion return to rosy, Temujin stared at his son in front of him with a pair of tiger eyes, and said in a thunderous voice:

……

And this silence was finally interrupted by another violent cough...

Looking at Torre who walked out of the tent with great energy, as full of energy as the morning sun when he was born, and as mighty and domineering as a lion in the mountains, Temujin also sat back on his seat with a face filled with relief, his eyes slightly closed, and his eyes widened. After taking a long breath, he muttered to himself in a deserted place:

"According to tradition, we need to separate and stand on our own—"

And just when Temujin let out a long sigh, a sharp voice suddenly entered his ears.

Looking at the old man in front of him, although he has gray hair, he is still tall and tall, with obvious ferocity and majesty between his eyebrows, but his face is a bit abnormal, a sickly pale old man wearing a hat on his head A man with an iron helmet and heavy armor on his body, with black and white hair combed into two stubbles standing on the back of his head, quickly stepped forward.

"Tore, what did I call you here to do? I think you should have guessed it."

"Ahem~, Torre, you're here~"

But the Mongols also have the tradition of the youngest son guarding the stove. To put it simply, the other sons divide the family first, and the youngest son inherits the remaining property and social status of the father.

In response to this, the big man with a worried look on his face did not look unnatural as he nodded and said:

"My child can swear to the Immortal God that one year is enough~"

Therefore, in the end, Temujin naturally turned his attention to his youngest son Tore, who was resourceful, outstanding in governance, good at handling brotherly relations, and got along well with Chagatai, so he received Chagatai's support and had strong military capabilities...

"Go! Torre, seize this year's time, let the world see the unified grassland, and let the world bow under the hooves of horses."

If it were a time of peace, there would naturally be no problem for several brothers to watch each other, but now when this grassland nation is expanding rapidly, how can such division be tolerated?
Now Temujin doesn't know how long his body can last.

As for the successor to the throne of Khan, the eldest son Shuchi was firmly opposed by Chagatai because he suspected that he had the blood of the Merqi people. The second son Chagatai was at odds with his eldest brother Shuchi, and he also wanted to succeed to the throne of Khan. He was also opposed by Jochi's third son, Wo Kuotai.

But before he actually walked in front of him, the old man in front of him straightened his arm and stopped the other person who wanted to get closer.

Tian Muzhen stood up immediately, looking at the son who looked most like him in front of him, with a look of relief on his face.

And the man opposite was his most beloved and youngest son, Torre.

"It's hard to say, but if it's just for a year, it should be fine."

In response to this, the white-haired old man looked unsurprised. He opened his eyes slightly, and then saw a slightly thin man with a green face and fangs, and holding a human head dripping with blood in his hand. The monster stood clearly in front of him, standing where his son originally stood.

While the monster was talking, he was still chewing on the face of the human head. Just by opening his mouth and biting, a large piece of the huge head was directly eaten by him.

The hard skull was as crisp as potato chips to the monster. When the sharp fangs in his mouth opened and closed, pieces of flesh and blood spattered, and bits of bloody bone dregs popped out from between his teeth. It was disgusting and bloody. The smell of brains and brains instantly enveloped the entire camp.

However, facing the terrifying monster in front of him and the smell of blood that constantly surrounded his breath, Temujin just glanced at it indifferently, then closed his eyes again and continued:

"I hope so, so that you can get what you want, and I can get what I want..."

"When I die, if you want to leave, then leave..."

Although in today's era, the world of supernatural powers is still mysterious enough, it is not unknown to a being like Temujin who has reached the pinnacle of mankind.

He also knew a thing or two about the so-called struggle between supernatural beings and nirvana corpses.

It's just that as a weak mortal, even if you know it, it doesn't mean much.

In this world, there is a threshold for cultivating magical powers. You must have at least a magical talent similar to spiritual roots in your body before you can reluctantly embark on this path.

Temujin once tried to make those people use him, and even became such people.

They even once found a magic ball that was rumored to allow people to embark on the road to supernatural powers - the Silk Road.

But it's of no use.

Weak ones with supernatural powers cannot participate in big mortal struggles due to cause and effect, while those with great powers are even more like dragons.

In desperation, he had no choice but to give up on this path.

But who would have thought that there is no way out of heaven, and he, Temujin, is worthy of being the chosen son of destiny.

During a war, the war he led unexpectedly encountered a seriously injured Nirvana corpse. After feeding some of the captured death squads to the Nirvana corpse, Temujin reached a deal with the other party.

This Nirvana Corpse is a Dharma Corpse with medium magical powers. It is neither weak nor strong. It is well hidden and will not attract the attention of those with great magical powers. Likewise, it will not be directly punished by cause and effect just because it comes into contact with Temujin. Kill.

So Temujin paid for the slave's blood food for a long time in exchange for the slave's companionship, and even ensured that he would not be harmed by diseases such as plague and acclimatization.

Although due to reasons such as karma and the fear of being discovered by the seeker, the other party was unable to help him defeat the enemy, but simply acting as a doctor had given him great help.

This is also an important reason why Temujin asked the other party about the life span.

The two parties have known each other for decades. Although the relationship is not as good as close friends, there is a certain tacit understanding.

Therefore, when Temujin habitually waited for the other party the moment he finished speaking, he found that the other party did not reply to him for a long time, somewhat abnormally.

When he was confused, Temujin opened his eyes, and then he saw a young man wearing tattered robes and carrying a flag with a gun tip standing in front of him.

Beside the young man, there was a handful of embers that had not yet completely burned out, as well as the half of the head rolling down on the ground, which seemed to be explaining the whereabouts of his old friend to Temujin...

When he saw the gaze of the old man across from him, the young man in tattered Taoist robes directly stretched out his hand and performed a Taoist salute to him.

"Xiao Dao Wu He has met His Highness Genghis Khan."

Seeing this situation, Genghis Khan couldn't help but grab the armrest of his seat.

But the next moment, his palms were immediately released again, and the majesty from the superior erupted from his body. Looking at the sun and moon in front of him, Wu He asked in a deep voice:
"Dharma seeker?"

"Yes~"

"I wonder what purpose you, a practitioner of magical powers, have in coming to my tent? Maybe you want to compete with my tens of thousands of cavalry."

Temujin was worthy of being a man in a high position. He told lies without blinking an eye. In just a moment, he guessed the possible situation in front of him, and directly pretended that he had no idea that there was a Dharma corpse here just now. And get the head start.

It's so easy to control that posture.

But it is a pity that Sun and Moon Wu He did not accept this trick, or the purpose of his coming here this time was not for the Nirvana Corpse at all.

Killing him was just incidental.

Riyue Wuhe just spoke again, and Temujin's expression changed again in front of him.

"No, Pindao is not here to compete with the king's army."

"Pindao's arrival this time is to take advantage of the king's life."

"Borrow me your life?! Pay it back? You just borrow it?!"

Of course, although he wanted to say this, Temujin would not speak like this due to the majesty of his Khan.

He just stared at his tiger-like eyes, looking at the sun and moon Wu He in front of him. Although he was old but still strong, his body slowly expanded at this time, and the whole person stood up from the seat like a giant bear. Rising up, the momentum of the superior person was like a raging wave, pressing towards the sun and moon Wu He.

"Lend me your life?!"

"I don't know if Taoist Master Dharmakaya has a strong destiny! I'm afraid you can't borrow this destiny."

Although he was just an ordinary person, the extremely powerful Nirvana Corpse in Temujin's eyes had disappeared in front of him just a few seconds ago.

However, when facing Sun and Moon Wu He in front of him, he still did not lose his demeanor as a hegemon. The sword at his waist was unsheathed, and the cold light kept flashing in the tent.

However, it would be a mistake to think that Temujin was a foolhardy person.

Naturally, he would not think that he, a mortal, could really kill the seeker in front of him, and use this move to become famous in the art of war.

The next moment, the half of the head that originally rolled to the ground expanded rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, the broken head, which was only the size of a mobile phone case, stretched out its slender flesh thorns one after another, stabbing at the major points all over Sun Moon Wu He's body.

On top of those slender flesh thorns, one after another, thin, hair-like poisonous thorns shone with an inexplicable cold light in the dim candlelight.

It contains the poison and parasites unique to Nirvana corpses.

As long as these things can penetrate into the body of the smelly Taoist priest in front of him, Nirvana Corpse will be confident of being invincible.

Although the strength of the Taoist priest in front of him is unfathomable, and he can kill his past body with just one move, but if this move can really hit, Nirvana Corpse can be sure that he will win.

The speed of the flesh whiskers was as fast as the wind or thunder, and in the blink of an eye it wrapped around Sun Moon Wu He's whole body.

"It's done?!"

Looking at the body of Sun and Moon Wu He close at hand, this man has a body called "Borrowing Blood and Sacrificing Life". He can use the body he has eaten to select three pieces of flesh and blood and resurrect them on the flesh and blood. The more flesh and blood he has, the more he can resurrect himself. The more successful and thorough the Dharma Corps becomes, the more excited it becomes in its eyes.

But the next moment, the excitement in his eyes was replaced by shock.

Because the moment his poisonous needle was about to touch Sun and Moon Wu He, a flash of lightning appeared out of thin air and wrapped around his body.

The lightning spread very quickly and enveloped his entire body in the blink of an eye.

The same thing happened when the man in the camp died before, but that time he died so fast that he didn't even have time to figure out what kind of power it was.

But now experience it again.

Although this Nirvana Corpse is not very familiar with this kind of power that appears out of thin air, it is definitely not unfamiliar to him.

He almost survived the words that came out of his mouth, but before he could finish the words in his mouth, his figure was completely reduced to ashes by the lightning.

"Cause and effect..."

……

The view comes to the other side...

In a stable where the Mongolian army is stationed.

A horse with an obvious wound on its shoulder suddenly roared and howled.

The originally strong body exploded instantly, and a thin and shriveled figure suddenly appeared.

As soon as this figure appeared, he jumped up and ran away without hesitation.

But before he could lift his footsteps, the void generated electricity again, instantly wrapping his body and burning him to ashes again. Only the slaves who heard the noise and came to check on the situation were left, looking at the blood on the ground. His face was full of confusion.

……

Also at almost the same time, thousands of miles away.

A vulture that was pecking at dead bones on the ground suddenly let out a painful cry, and a bloody head was squeezed out of its body. The flesh and blood on its body quickly formed tentacles and rolled around in an attempt to escape.

But the thunder generated from the void had no intention of letting go of his Nirvana corpse, which was born from twisted cause and effect. The lightning flashed again, and it suddenly turned it into ashes.

This time, he was really at his wits end, and there was no way to revive him. Only the dust flying in the sky and a few smelly blood stains were left to record everything that happened here.

……

And the vision returned to the camp again.

Sun Moon Wu He's action of killing this Nirvana corpse didn't take long. The total time from the thunder and lightning to the Nirvana corpse turning into ashes was no more than 2.5 seconds.

Riyue Wuhe, on the other hand, kept saluting Genghis Khan in front of him. There was neither contempt nor much humility in his voice and he said:

"The poor Taoist Wu He borrowed the order of the Great Khan to use it..."

……

(End of this chapter)