My clone is on the other side of the starry sky

Chapter 196 Donor Stays

At the border of Huangzhou, in the large tent of the Chinese Army of Daqian, Yu Wentong quickly came to the tent and saw two army doctors coming out of the tent. He quickly stepped forward and asked, "Two gentlemen, how is your Majesty's health?"

"General Yuwen..." The two imperial doctors hesitated for a moment and looked at Yuwen's passage: "I am weak and weak. Your Majesty's illness may not be cured by medicine or stone."

"What do you mean!?" Yuwentong frowned, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"General Yuwen, it's not up to me to wait and do our best, but His Majesty is now in the state of five declines of heaven and man. This cannot be cured by medicine or stone!" The two imperial doctors were aroused by Yuwentong's murderous aura and hurriedly knelt down.

"General Yuwen." A military general descended from the sky, glanced at the two imperial doctors who were kneeling on the ground, and frowned: "How is your Majesty's injury?"

"I've seen General Zuo." When Yu Wentong saw the person coming, he put away his murderous intent, silently took a step back and bowed, "They said... His Majesty has five degenerations."

General Shan Hongfei of the Left is one of the four generals in the army that conquers the west. He is also a third-level border general who has been guarding Huangzhou. This time he was promoted to General Zuo, ranking second-level, which is currently the highest. One of the military attaches.

"Five declines of heaven and man?" Shan Hongfei frowned and looked at the two imperial doctors and said, "This is impossible. Although your majesty is weak in energy and blood, he has not yet reached the point of five declines of heaven and man."

The so-called five declines of heaven and man, to put it bluntly, is actually old age and death. Although Ji Huan's body was weakened due to luck some time ago, he was still far from the five declines of heaven and man. When he first came to Huangzhou, he used the luck of the country to suppress the Buddhist kingdom. How could three fifth-grade masters with unparalleled power suddenly decline.

"Back to General Zuo, Your Majesty's physical signs and pulse are all showing like this now. We can't see what's wrong with Your Majesty. This is quite strange. In my whole life of practicing medicine, I have only seen this kind of symptoms once with my master!" The old imperial doctor bowed.

"Oh?" Shan Hongfei frowned and said, "Then has your master ever cured me?"

"No, the medicine and stone are ineffective, and the doctors like us have nothing to do." The old imperial doctor bowed.

"Then did your master ever tell you why this situation occurred?" Yuwentong asked in a deep voice.

"This..." The imperial doctor hesitated to speak.

"Say! Otherwise you will die!" Shan Hongfei said with a cold look.

"Yes." The imperial doctor kowtowed and said, "My master searched through medical scriptures and found a similar disease in an ancient book, but it was not an ordinary disease, but..."

"Huh?" Seeing that the imperial doctor stopped talking again, Shan Hongfei and Yu Wentong's eyes turned cold.

The imperial doctor gritted his teeth and said, "It's a witchcraft!"

"Witch Gu!?" Shan Hongfei and Yu Wentong stared at each other after hearing this. Yu Wentong wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Shan Hongfei: "You two stand down, and you are not allowed to mention this matter to anyone."

"Yes!" After hearing this, the two of them felt like they were being pardoned. After quickly thanking them, they stood up and left. But the next moment, the two of them turned into two masses of blood mist. Shan Hongfei waved his hand, and the blood mist dissipated around him.

Also disappearing at the same time were the guards guarding the tent.

"Assemble a new group of people and don't let anyone know about this." Shan Hongfei turned his head and stared coldly at the Yuwen passage.

"Yes!" Yuwen Tong's heart trembled and he quickly bowed.

Shan Hongfei went straight into the Chinese army commander's tent and saw Cao Jingzhong guarding Ji Huan. He frowned slightly and stepped forward two steps: "I, Shan Hongfei, see your majesty."

"Your Majesty is sleeping. Don't disturb your Majesty." Cao Jingzhong stood up, looked at Shan Hongfei and said: "General, there are only two of us here. Your Majesty has the destiny of the country to protect you. Don't talk about the magic of witchcraft. He is the Buddha of Buddhism. Even if the sect comes in person, he may not be able to hurt Your Majesty at all!"

The art of witchcraft sounds weird and terrifying, but it is actually a spell. This kind of thing is indeed difficult to deal with, but it is only useful for ordinary monks or ordinary people. As the king of a country, Ji Huan protects the national destiny and is immune to all evil. How could the magic of witchcraft hurt him?

Shan Hongfei glanced at Cao Jingzhong. Although he didn't like these eunuchs, he knew that Cao Jingzhong was right. He looked at Ji Huan on the couch and said, "But this is not the capital of heaven after all."

Tiandu is the place where the national destiny of Daqian gathers. Once luck is added, all evil will naturally be invulnerable. However, this time Ji Huan's personal expedition took away half of the national destiny. From the moment he left Tiandu, Ji Huan was invincible. The appearance disappears. The national destiny contained in the jade seal is dead. Unlike Tiandu Tai Academy, which is constantly condensing and flowing in an endless stream, covering Tiandu all the time. Ordinary evil spirits who come close to Tiandu may be suppressed by the national destiny. This witchcraft curse The art of killing naturally cannot help Ji Huan, but even though half of the national fortune has been taken away, these national fortunes are used a little less, and there is no way to cover the surroundings like Tiandu to prevent Ji Huan from invading.

When Cao Jingzhong heard this, his heart trembled. He looked at Shan Hongfei and said, "Then what should we do now!?"

"Immediately send your majesty back to Tiandu. When you arrive in Tiandu, the country will protect you. This witchcraft and curse techniques will be ineffective." Shan Hongfei said in a deep voice.

"Okay, then our family will immediately escort His Majesty back to Tiandu!" Cao Jingzhong nodded quickly.

"Hurry, I will be here to help your majesty block the Buddhist attack." Shan Hongfei turned to look at the Yuwen passage that had just come in: "Yuwentong, you and Eunuch Cao will escort your majesty back to Tiandu without any mistakes!"

"Thank you, General!" Cao Jingzhong nodded. He didn't care about any party disputes at this time. If Ji Huan died at this time, everyone would be unlucky. At that moment, Cao Jingzhong and Yu Wentong used their true energy to lift up the entire commander's tent and distinguish it. Fly in the direction.

Shan Hongfei looked at the direction in which the two were flying away, with a flash of worry between his eyebrows. On the other side, less than 300 miles away from the camp, the two men suddenly saw the Buddha's light in front of them. An old monk stood in the air. When he saw the two of them, he smiled and said: "Two donors, please stay!"

"You protect His Majesty and go first!" Yu Wentong's eyes were cold and he pushed the tent to Cao Jingzhong. A spear appeared beside him. In an instant, the entire sky was enveloped by thousands of gun vapors and blasted towards the old monk.

"Amitabha! Donor Cao, it's safe to turn around!" The old monk's whole body was filled with golden light. The gun air that hit him dissipated like ice and snow as he approached. At the same time, Cao Jingzhong, who was flying away quickly, stopped uncontrollably and turned around stiffly. Look at the old monk.

"Fourth rank of Buddhism, Zen Master!?" Yu Wentong looked at the old monk and gritted his teeth and said: "Master, do you know what you are doing? You are not afraid of the backlash of luck when you are plotting against the emperor!?"

"The donor was joking. The poor monk just saw that the two donors had strange bones. He wanted to invite the two donors to discuss the truth. How could he say that he was plotting against the emperor?" the old monk said with a smile.

To kill a king of a dynasty, unless his luck is overwhelming, he will be counterattacked by his luck. Only Buddhists holding the mountain and river seals of the Buddhist Kingdom can not be afraid. Although these Buddhist protectors can benefit from the luck, but once the emperor's They couldn't bear the backlash of luck, but he only stopped Yu Wentong and Cao Jingzhong, not Ji Huan. If Ji Huan wanted to leave, he would never stop him.

"Fight again!" Yuwentong and Cao Jingzhong looked at each other, knowing that if they couldn't break through the old monk's barrier in front of them, Ji Huan would be dead. At that moment, Yuwentong stood up, and the real energy around him was wild, and he condensed his whole life together. The powerful spear thrust towards the old monk.

At this moment, the world seemed to be the only thing left with this spear intention. Naturally, the world seemed much darker under this spear.

The old monk held the flowers on his fingers and sat upright in the air. The Buddha's light was blooming all over him. The shot that condensed Yu Wentong's life force was shattered the moment it touched the Buddha's light shield. The Buddha's light also swayed slightly at that moment. .

"Pfft~"

Yu Wentong spit out a mouthful of blood, a smile flashed in his eyes, and a needle as thin as a hair penetrated the Buddha's light shield at the moment when it was shaking, and went straight to the old monk's throat.

Cao Jingzhong's needles have always been silent, but they are extremely vicious, specializing in breaking the magical power of protecting the body, and even Yin's moves. Just now, Yu Wentong hit with all his strength, and there was no hope of breaking the old monk's defense. The gap between the fifth and fourth grades was a little. They are no smaller than the gap between the sixth and fifth grades. Yuwen Tong knows that even if he strikes with all his strength, it will be difficult to shake the defense of the fourth grade, but it is enough to cause some disturbance to the opponent.

Hidden under the extremely strong and extremely yang spear intention was Cao Jingzhong's extremely yin and extremely soft Sunflower Water Divine Needle, which indeed broke the old monk's Buddha's Light defense.

"Ding~"

Just when the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, a metallic clang sounded.

In the astonished gazes of the two people, the Kwai Shui Divine Needle, which is so feminine and soft and specializes in breaking through the magical power of protecting the body, was blocked by the old monk's seemingly fragile Adam's apple. At this moment, the old monk's whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of golden paint. The water god needle pierced the golden paint, but it shattered in an instant.

"Amitabha, benefactor Cao is indeed a martial arts wizard. It is really rare to be able to break through the Buddha's light protecting the body of a poor monk with a fifth-grade cultivation level." The old monk held the flower and smiled and said: "You two are destined to be my Buddha. I wonder if you would like to enter my Buddha's door?"

The moment the old monk spoke, Cao Jingzhong and Yu Wentong could not help but feel the desire to worship the Buddha.

"It's the Buddhist Sanskrit!" Cao Jingzhong gritted his teeth and sat cross-legged, with his true energy circulating around his body to resist the invasion of his will by the opponent's Buddhist magical powers.

When Yuwentong heard the sound, he quickly bit the tip of his tongue and regained consciousness.

The old monk was not surprised when he saw this, and said with a smile: "A monk should not force others to do anything, but the king of your country and the poor monk have some personal grudges, so the poor monk will give lectures to the two donors here for three days. After three days, if the two donors return, Not willing to take refuge in my Buddha, the poor monk said goodbye and left."

Three days?

Cao Jingzhong and Yu Wentong were moved. Since the old monk said this, does it mean that His Majesty only has three days left to live?

They wanted to resist, but the old monk had already begun to preach. For a moment, it seemed that there were only bursts of Sanskrit sounds left in the whole world. Not only did the two of them try to save Ji Huan, it was extremely difficult to resist and not be washed by the Sanskrit sounds.

In this way, the three days passed slowly with the old monk's Sanskrit sounds. The two of them were anxious but helpless, and they held on until three days later, the Sanskrit sounds suddenly stopped.

"Old monk, do you keep your word!?" Yuwentong staggered to his feet and looked at the old monk who was still smiling.

"Amitabha, monks don't lie. It seems that the two donors have no relationship with our Buddha, and it is inconvenient for the poor monk to stay!" The old monk said with regret.

Cao Jingzhong stared at the old monk coldly. This old monk was the same monk who had the mountain and river seal taken away by Ji Huan in the Falling Star Valley. He said solemnly: "You still don't know the name of the master?"

"The poor monk's name passed away." The old monk smiled.

"Let's go!" Yu Wentong came to Ji Huan and noticed that Ji Huan still had a breath, but he was not happy in his heart. He knew that since the old monk let them go, His Majesty would probably be hopeless, but even if there was a trace of life at the moment, Hope could not be given up, so together with Cao Jingzhong, they dragged Ji Huan's handsome tent and flew towards Tiandu as fast as possible...

(End of this chapter)