The main camp of the Wei army, the medical battalion.

Bian Que, the divine doctor, is leading his medical officers to go back and forth from camp tent to treat those Wei soldiers who were injured and not killed in this battle.

Although Xiang Yu's timely appearance repelled Li Yuanba, a freak, Li Yuanba used the magic technique of "Five Thunder Bombardment" to electrocution hundreds of Wei soldiers, and hundreds of other soldiers were injured by electricity to varying degrees.

After forcing the city to be subdued, the potter immediately ordered Bian Que to treat these injured soldiers.

Inside the big tent.

Qin Qiong, Wei Chigong, Ma Chao and several other generals were lying on the couch and receiving treatment from Bian Que.

Although these generals either had the talent of the door god to protect their bodies, or they had the protection of the wall of true qi and saved their lives, but under the heavy blows of Li Yuanba, they all suffered different degrees of internal and external injuries, and they could only lie on the couch at this time and could not move.

Only Li Cunxiao, whose strength is closest to Li Yuanba, although he is also injured, he can barely get out of bed and walk around, and he can also use the true qi in his body to heal himself.

The potters came to the tent in person to comfort the wounded generals, but they pondered that although they had the upper hand at the moment, so many generals were injured and there was a lack of generals in the army, so it seemed that they should postpone the all-out assault on Jinyang City.

Just as the potter's thoughts were pondering, a personal soldier hurriedly came and said in a panic: "Your Majesty, Doctor Bian asks Your Majesty to go to Master Lu's tent quickly, Master Lu is too seriously injured, I'm afraid he will die." ”

Lu Zhishen can't do it.

The potter's eyebrows froze, without saying a word, he turned around and walked out of the tent, striding straight to Lu Zhishen's tent.

When he rushed into the big tent, Lu Zhishen hid on the bed, already whining, while Bian Que stood beside him, shaking his head and sighing.

And Wu Song, who had a broken arm, knelt beside him with a sad and angry expression, and choked up in his mouth: "Master, you haven't been able to cross the disciple, how can you just leave." ”

Wu Song actually called Lu Zhishen a teacher.

This is also to mention the battle against Lu Bu that day, Wu Song went to protect the potter, and was seriously injured by Lu Bu, and even had one arm cut off.

Wu Song, who had a broken arm, also became a cripple who could no longer fight on the battlefield.

The potter did not forget Wu Song's rescue work, even if Wu Song broke his arm, it was useless, and the potter did not treat him badly, and gave him the reward of thousands of households, so that he could lie in glory and wealth from now on, and he could retire with peace of mind.

Wu Song couldn't accept the fact that he had become a wasted person, and since then he has been depressed, languishing all day long, indulging in wine, borrowing wine to dispel his sorrows, and living a negative life.

The potter has been busy with national affairs, and all he can do is reward Wu Song, so naturally he doesn't have so much time to pay attention to his psychological condition.

Lu Zhishen is not.

After he saw Wu Song disappearing like this, he had compassion and compassion for others, so he continued to enlighten Wu Song with the heart of transit.

Wu Song is also a person with wise roots, and after being liberated by Lu Zhishen's transformation, he quickly understood, got up from the malaise, reinvigorated, and worshiped Lu Zhishen as a teacher.

Lu Zhishen accepted Wu Song as his teacher and named him the Dharma Walker.

From then on, Wu Song took off his robe, followed Lu Zhishen's appearance, wore a golden hoop on his head, and wore a robe, and finally followed Lu Zhishen to listen to Buddhism and learn the law.

The two masters and apprentices, two monks, two robes, walked in the barracks, but it also became a different scenery, and was passed on as a beautiful talk by the soldiers.

Wu Song didn't expect that there would be unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and such a monster as Li Yuanba would burst out in the world, and he would beat his respected teacher to a serious injury and die, and his life was in danger.

As a disciple, Wu Song saw that his master was about to pass away, and he couldn't be very sad in his heart.

"Master, you must hold on, you must hold on." Wu Song held Lu Zhishen's hand tightly and pleaded in a choked voice.

On the sickbed, Lu Zhishen, who was dying, comforted him lightly: "Practitioner, since you have taken refuge in my Buddha, you should remember what the teacher once told you, our body is just a stinky skin, although the body of the teacher is destroyed, the soul can go to the Western Elysium to listen to the teachings of the Buddha, this is exactly what the teacher dreams of, you should be happy for the teacher." ”

Wu Song looked ashamed, and sobbed: "Forgive the disciple for his shallow Dharma, and he can't have the same level of enlightenment as the master, if the master goes to the Pure Land of Bliss today, who will cross the disciple?" ”

Lu Zhishen stroked his head lightly and comforted: "Practitioner, you don't have to be arrogant, you are a person with wisdom roots, and since the teacher has introduced you to the empty door, I believe that sooner or later you will be able to realize and transform yourself, and the day when his merits are consummated, it is the time when our master and apprentice will meet again." ”

Wu Song had nothing to say, speechless, and could only cry silently.

Seeing the sad scene of the separation of master and apprentice, the potter couldn't bear it, so he asked Bian Que: "Doctor Bian, you have the medical skills to bring the dead back to life, can't you really save Master Lu?" ”

"If the minister really has the medical skills to bring the dead back to life, then he is not a healer, but an immortal." Bian Que shook his head self-deprecatingly, and sighed: "That Li Yuanba's lightning strike is too powerful, Master Lu has no true qi to protect his body, his flesh and blood body is directly electrocuted, the meridians on his body have been broken, and his internal organs have been seriously damaged. ”

The potter sighed in his heart, he knew that Bian Que's medical skills were magical, since he said that he couldn't save it, then Lu Zhishen should be hopeless.

"The poor monk failed to help His Majesty level the world and create a peaceful world, it is really regrettable, but the poor monk knows that His Majesty is the holy lord from heaven, and sooner or later he will realize the wish of the poor monk, and the poor monk will be at ease when he goes, and His Majesty does not have to sigh and be sad for the poor monk, all of this is destined."

Lu Zhishen, who was dying, was extremely optimistic, and after comforting Wu Song, he actually comforted the potter.

Hearing the words "destined", the potter's eagle eyes lit up with a burst of disgust.

What he hates most is what fate is.

If it was fate, he was slaughtered by the team of killers sent by Zhang Fei on the way to serve as the commander of Haixi County.

If it was fate, Liu Bei, Lu Bu, Cao Cao, Yuan Shao, these heroes would pull out one of them at random, and they all had the absolute strength to destroy him back then.

But he was tenacious and miraculously defeated one powerful opponent after another, until he has today's glory.

Although there is the help of the system elves, if it were not for the tenacious spirit of the potters and the strong fighting spirit of never giving up, the system alone would not have today's grand occasion.

"Phew! In my life, the last thing I believe in is what kind of ghost life, if I don't let you die, you can't die, there must be a way! ”

The potter looked at Bian Que, who shrugged helplessly, still helpless.

His sword eyebrows were deep, he paced in the big tent, his fists slammed into his palms, his thoughts raced, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"I almost forgot, Lao Tzu still has the system elf as a plug-in."

At that moment, the potter closed his eyes, concentrated his mind and asked, "System Elf, quickly call up the list of all the divine doctors for me, I want to summon a divine doctor who can save Lu Zhishen." ”

"Tick...... The system prompted that Lu Zhishen's injuries had reached the point of no cure, and no miracle doctor could cure him. ”

What the!

The potter's heart was shocked, and he said angrily: "Is there really no way to save him, do I have to watch him die?" ”

"There is one way, but you have to consume a hundred benevolence points, and you also need to consume a general?"

The potter's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in surprise: "What method, say it quickly." ”

"Tick...... The system prompts that after entering the third stage, the system opens the 'merge' skill for the host, which can combine two generals who have a sexual relationship to generate a new general. ”

Fit!

Spawn new generals!

"Damn, there is such a good thing, why didn't you say it earlier?" The potter almost screamed in excitement.

"Tick...... The host has not asked the system, and the system is naturally not obliged to take the initiative to explain. ”

The potter also had to quarrel with the system again, and looked at the master and apprentice in surprise, thinking that now Wu Song has become a waste, and Lu Zhishen is about to die.

Thinking of this, the pottery merchant saw that Lu Zhishen couldn't take a few breaths, so he decisively asked Wu Song: "Wu Song, I ask you now, if you sacrifice your own life, you can save your master, are you willing?" ”

Although Lu Zhishen and Wu Song are summoned generals, they are also real flesh and blood, and the potters treat them with sincerity, so they naturally will not treat them as thoughtless weapons, and forcibly merge them without their will.

Hearing the potter's question, Wu Song was stunned at first, and immediately said: "As long as the master can be saved, what is the life of the minister." ”

Wu Song was willing to sacrifice his life, and when he looked at Lu Zhishen again, he was only one breath, he couldn't speak, and he didn't have a chance to ask him if he was willing.

"In that case, then I have no choice but to make decisions for you Lu Zhishen."

The potter's eagle eyes froze, and he immediately ordered resolutely: "It's so decided, take a hundred benevolent points, and immediately merge Wu Song and Lu Zhishen to give me a new general." ”

"Tick...... Merge begins, ten ...... Nine...... Eight"

At the beginning of the countdown, Wu Song, who was originally sober, seemed to be drained away in an instant, and fell silently beside Lu Zhishen.

"Three...... Two...... One, the fit is complete. ”

The system elf's voice fell, and Lu Zhishen, who had already finished his eyes and had entered the ghost gate with one foot, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

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