On the border of Huangzhou, in the big tent of the Great Qianzhong Army, Yu Wentong walked quickly to the tent, and saw the two imperial doctors coming out of the tent, and hurriedly 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 Channel: "I wait for my strength to be thin, Your Majesty's illness may not be cured by medicine." ”

"What do you mean!?" Yu Wentong frowned, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"General Yuwen, it's not that we don't do our best, but Your Majesty is now the face of heaven and man, and this is definitely not a medicine stone!" The two imperial doctors were thrilled by Yu Wentong'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 aura, silently took a step back and bowed, "They said...... Your Majesty, Heaven and Man, are declining. ”

Zuo General Shan Hongfei is one of the four major generals in the army of the West Expedition, and he is also the general of Sanpin Zhenbian who has been guarding Huangzhou.

"The Five Decays of Heaven and Man?" Shan Hongfei frowned and looked at the two imperial doctors and said, "This is impossible, although Your Majesty is deficient in qi and blood, it is not yet the land of heaven and man." ”

The so-called five decays of heaven and man, to put it bluntly, is actually the death of old age, although Ji Huan some time ago because of luck, resulting in physical weakness, but it is far from the land of the five decays of heaven and man.

"General Huizuo, Your Majesty's current signs and pulses are all shown like this, and we can't see any symptoms of Your Majesty, this matter is quite weird, and I have only seen this symptom once with my master in my life!" The old imperial doctor bowed and said.

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

"No, the medicine stone is ineffective, and we have no choice but to wait for the doctor." The old imperial doctor bowed and said.

"Then did your master say why this happened?" Yu Wentong asked in a deep voice.

"This ......," the imperial physician hesitated, not daring to speak.

"Say! Otherwise die! Shan Hongfei said coldly.

"Yes." The imperial doctor kowtowed and said: "The family teacher has searched through the medical scriptures and found a similar disease in an ancient book, but it is not an ordinary disease, but a ......."

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

The imperial doctor gritted his teeth and said, "It's a witch technique!" ”

"Witch Gu!?" Shan Hongfei and Yuwentong stared when they heard this, and Yuwentong wanted to say something, but was stopped by Shan Hongfei: "You two step down, this matter must not be mentioned to anyone." ”

"Yes!" When the two heard this, they hurriedly thanked them and wanted to get up and leave, but the next moment, the two turned into two clouds of blood mist, and with a wave of Shan Hongfei's hand, the blood mist dissipated around.

At the same time, there were also guards guarding around the big tent.

"Reassign a new batch of people, and no one will know about this." Shan Hongfei turned his head and stared coldly at Yuwen Channel.

"Yes!" Yuwentong's heart sank, and he hurriedly bowed and said.

Shan Hongfei went straight into the tent of the commander of the Chinese army, and when he saw Cao Jingzhong guarding Ji Huan's side, he frowned slightly, and took two steps forward and said, "Minister, Shan Hongfei, see Your Majesty." ”

"Your Majesty is asleep, don't disturb Your Majesty." Cao Jingzhong got up, looked at Shan Hongfei and said: "General, there are only two of you and me here, Your Majesty has the protection of the national fortune, don't say the magic of witchcraft, even if the Buddha Sect of the Buddha Sect comes in person, it may not be able to hurt Your Majesty in the slightest!" ”

The magic of witchcraft sounds weird and terrifying, but it is actually a spell, this kind of thing is really difficult, but it is only useful for ordinary monks or ordinary people, Ji Huan as the king of a country, the national fortune protects the body, and all evils do not invade, how can the magic of witchcraft hurt him.

Shan Hongfei glanced at Cao Jingzhong, although he didn't like these eunuchs, he also knew that Cao Jingzhong was right, looked at Ji Huan on the couch and said, "But this is not Tiandu after all." ”

Tiandu is the place where the national fortunes of the great cadres gather, once the luck is added, the natural evil will not invade, but this time Ji Huan's personal expedition, although he took away half of the national fortunes, but from the moment he left the heavenly capital, Ji Huan's invincible posture disappeared, the national fortune contained in the jade seal is dead, unlike the Tiandu Tai Academy, which is constantly condensed, endless, and always envelops the Tiandu, ordinary demons and evils, close to the Tiandu may be suppressed by the national fortune, this witch curse killing technique is naturally helpless Ji Huan, but now although half of the national fortune has been taken away, but these national fortunes are used a little less, There is no way to shroud the surroundings at all times like Tiandu, so that Ji Huan can play without invading.

When Cao Jingzhong heard this, his heart sank, and he looked at Shan Hongfei and said, "Then what should I do now!?" ”

"Send Your Majesty back to Tiandu immediately, when you arrive in Tiandu, the national fortune will protect you, whether it is a witchcraft or a curse killing technique, it should be invalid." Shan Hongfei said in a deep voice.

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

"Be quick, the end will be here to help Your Majesty block the attack of the Buddha Kingdom." Shan Hongfei turned his head to look at the Yuwen channel who had just entered: "Yuwentong, you and Gonggong Cao will escort His Majesty back to Tiandu, there must be no mistake!" ”

"There is General Law!" Cao Jingzhong nodded, at this time, I can't care about any party fighting, if Ji Huan dies at this time, everyone will be unlucky, at the moment Cao Jingzhong and Yuwentong used the true yuan, held up the entire handsome tent, and flew away after identifying the direction.

Shan Hongfei looked in the direction where the two flew away, and a trace of worry flashed between his eyebrows.

On the other side, the two flew out of the camp less than three hundred miles, and suddenly the Buddha was shining in front of them, and an old monk stood in the air, saw the two, and smiled: "Two donors, please stay!" ”

"You protect Your Majesty and go first!" Yu Wentong's eyes were cold, and he pushed the tent to Cao Jingzhong, and a spear appeared on his side, and in an instant, the entire sky was shrouded in thousands of guns, and he blasted towards the old monk.

"Amitabha! Master Cao, turn back to the shore! The old monk's body was full of golden light, and the gun energy that blasted at him dissipated like ice and snow melted at the moment of approaching, and at the same time, Cao Jingzhong, who was flying away quickly, stopped uncontrollably, and turned to look at the old monk stiffly.

"The four products of Buddhism, Zen master!?" Yu Wentong looked at the old monk, gritted his teeth and said, "Does the master know what he is doing?" Assassinating the Son of Heaven, aren't you afraid of luck backlash!? ”

"The donor laughed, the poor monk just saw the bones of the two donors, and wanted to invite the two donors to discuss, how could he say that he had assassinated the Son of Heaven?" The old monk smiled.

Kill the king of a dynasty, unless the luck is monstrous, otherwise it will be eaten by luck, and only the Buddha who holds the seal of the mountains and rivers of the Buddha country can not be afraid, they are the protectors of the Buddhist sect, although they can share the luck, but once the luck of the son of heaven is reversed, they can not bear it, but he just stopped Yuwentong and Cao Jingzhong, and did not stop Ji Huan, if Ji Huan wants to go, he will never stop it.

"Fight again!" Yuwentong and Cao Jingzhong glanced at each other, knowing that if they couldn't break through the old monk's obstacle in front of him, Ji Huan would die.

Heaven and earth seem to have only this gun intent left at this moment, and heaven and earth naturally seem to be much dimmer under this shot.

The old monk pinched his fingers, sat upright in the air, and the Buddha light around his body was prosperous, and the shot that condensed Yuwentong's lifelong strength was shattered at the moment when it touched the Buddha's light shield, and the Buddha's light also shook a little at that moment.

"Poof~"

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

Cao Jingzhong's needle has always been silent, but it is extremely ruthless, specializing in breaking the body protection supernatural power, and even the move of yin, just now Yuwentong hit with all his strength, and did not expect to be able to break the defense of the old monk, the gap between the fifth and fourth grades is not smaller than that between the sixth and fifth grades, Yuwentong knows that even if he blows with all his strength, it is difficult to shake the defense of the fourth grade, but as long as the other party has a little wave, it is enough.

Under the gun intent of the most rigid and yang, what was hidden was Cao Jingzhong's extremely yin and soft Kwai Water Divine Needle, which really broke the old monk's Buddha light defense.

"Ding~"

At the moment when the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, a metallic sound sounded.

In the stunned gaze of the two, the Kwai Shui Divine Needle, which was extremely yin and soft, and specialized in protecting the body, was blocked by the old monk's seemingly fragile Adam's apple, and I saw that at this moment, the old monk's whole body seemed to have crossed a layer of gold paint, and the Kwai Water God Needle was pierced on this golden paint, but it was broken in an instant.

"Amitabha, Master Cao is worthy of being a martial arts wizard, and it is really rare to be able to break through the poor monks and protect the body of the Buddha with the cultivation of the five grades." The old monk smiled and said: "The two of you are destined for my Buddha, I don't know if you want to enter my Buddha?" ”

The moment the old monk spoke, Cao Jingzhong and Yu Wentong couldn't help but have a heart for the Buddha in their hearts.

"It's the Sanskrit sound of Buddhism!" Cao Jingzhong gritted his teeth and sat cross-legged, his true yuan running around him, resisting the invasion of the other party's Buddhist magic power on his will.

Hearing this, Yuwen hurriedly bit on the tip of his tongue and became conscious.

The old monk was not surprised to see this, and said with a smile: "The monks should not be strong, but the king of your country has some personal grudges with the poor monks, and the poor monks will give lectures to the two donors here for three days, and after three days, if the two donors are still unwilling to take refuge in our Buddha, the poor monks will leave and leave." ”

Three days?

Cao Jingzhong and Yu Wentong's hearts moved, since the old monk said so, does it mean that His Majesty's life is only three days left?

There is a heart to resist, but the old monk has already opened his mouth to preach, for a while, the whole world seems to be only left with Sanskrit sounds, the two of them don't say that they tried to save Ji Huan out, just resisting the mind is not washed by Sanskrit sound is already a thousand difficulties.

In this way, the three days passed slowly in the Sanskrit sound of the old monk, and the two of them were anxious, but they were helpless, and they held on until three days later, when the Sanskrit sound suddenly stopped.

"Old monk, does talking count!?" Yuwentong staggered to his feet and looked at the old monk who was still smiling.

"Amitabha, the monks don't speak, the two donors seem to have no relationship with my Buddha, and it is inconvenient for the poor monks to stay!" The old monk said with a look of regret.

Cao Jingzhong stared at the old monk coldly, this old monk was the monk who was robbed of the mountain and river seal by Ji Huan in the Meteorite Valley, and said, "I don't know the master's name?" ”

"The poor monk is dead." The old monk smiled.

"Let's go!" Yu Wentong came to Ji Huan, and noticed that Ji Huan still had a trace of breath, but he couldn't be happy in his heart, he knew that since the old monk let them go, His Majesty was probably helpless, but even if there was a glimmer of hope at the moment, he couldn't give up, and at the moment, together with Cao Jingzhong, he dragged Ji Huan's handsome tent to fly towards Tiandu as fast as possible......

(End of chapter)