"In Chaoge Cave Heaven, I have a glimpse of the twelve heavenly gods of the Wu clan, and I have already had a little eyebrows with the ghost and god arrays that are horns with each other in the legal net. At present, we can only rely on military qi as the source, and evolve into a shell with a false appearance, and if there is an opportunity in the future, we will definitely get all the essence of it. ”

The strength of the ancestor of the Yin God Realm is not co-worker, although he only has the upper body, the ability to control water is talented, but he does not consume any mana, after all, he is the embodiment of the specific laws that are deeply embedded in the operation of heaven and earth.

The ancestral witch co-worker only snapped his fingers, and the trickle of the nearby mountain stream and valley was suddenly pulled by an inexplicable force, rushed out of the inherent river, flowed towards the army station, and gently embraced it, forming a "moat" from end to end, and kept flowing around.

The water gradually washed away the sediment on the surface, silently eroding a three-foot-wide river that was knee-deep.

The water vapor was pouring and a mist like clouds slowly spread, filling all the military tents of the entire battalion. The bonfire, which was already very low, was suppressed and almost extinguished, and only occasionally when someone added firewood and the bark burst to make a "beep" sound, could people feel inexplicably reassured.

The night became thicker and thicker, Ye Zhiqiu did not continue to sit in the big tent, but walked around the huge camp with soft steps, and heard bursts of snoring from time to time, obviously because he was very tired after the battle.

When Ye Zhiqiu passed by the wounded barracks, he vaguely heard the muffled snort of suppressed pain, knowing their suffering, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep peacefully. In order to let the soldiers have a good dream, he gently raised his hand and sprinkled countless Mude spiritual light full of vitality.

The splendor of grains of rice spread out like fireworks, and the tough tent curtain seemed to them to be nothing, easily piercing through the past and falling spiritually on the wounds of the wounded soldiers.

The burning pain of the original needle prick and fire was replaced by a refreshing cooling sensation in an instant, and the wounded who were still groaning in pain just now felt better than ever, and the tired body could no longer support it, and his head tilted, and he quickly immersed himself in sweet sleep.

Several personal soldiers who followed behind the coach couldn't help but be secretly stunned when they witnessed this scene, and at the same time they were glad in their hearts. They are all veterans who have experienced the battle of Luoyang Fire, and they are also Dao soldiers who have achieved qi refining, and they know that Ye Zhiqiu's move is expensive, after all, this spell takes care of hundreds of people, and if he is an ordinary medical Dao warlock, it is estimated that he can be drained alive.

Only Ye Zhiqiu, who is not stingy with mana, will spread the benefits of the Dao Law to all the soldiers regardless of kinship. Of course, if it weren't for that, how could they go to the soup and follow behind Ye Zhiqiu.

There are no real fools in the world, people who know how to weigh the pros and cons, and know how to advance and retreat, but there are people everywhere. The pro-soldiers decided to tell what they had seen with their own eyes, and took the opportunity to relay it to their partners, and decided to unswervingly follow Ye Zhiqiu until he died.

Snakes, insects, rats, ants and other pests that hinder people's dreams and sleep are afraid to approach, and those who stay in the camp are in a panic to move away, for fear of being killed by pervasive water vapor infiltration.

The night, deep as water, passed quietly and quietly, and the ancestors and witches worked together like sleepless fighters, until the morning sun rose in the early morning of the next day, sprinkling a warm golden morning light on the earth, and he quietly disappeared after Ye Zhiqiu's greetings.

The earliest man got up on tiptoe, put on thick-soled cloth boots, lifted the curtain to protect against the cold and wind, and prepared to use the stove of last night's march to prepare a hearty breakfast for the robes.

Some people were carrying wooden barrels and were about to go to a nearby mountain stream to draw water, but as soon as they left the camp gate, they saw a knee-deep "moat" surrounding the entire garrison camp.

"This must be the manager's genius! ”

Most of the guys are part-time, and they have long been familiar with all kinds of miracles since they became the army. Ye Zhiqiu's true identity as a Dao Immortal is not a great secret, in fact, many people are excited about it, after all, it is rare to have an immortal to protect them, and lead the army to win consecutive battles, and they will definitely continue to win in the future.

Draw water, wash the pot, boil, put in the shelled rice grain and boil it into porridge, add chopped fresh wild vegetables, and the green land is very gratifying. There are also crushed salted fish and flattened jerky, which makes the already fragrant and delicious vegetable porridge more layered.

After Ye Zhiqiu became an immortal, in order not to damage the Taoist industry, he was already accustomed to eating and drinking dew, and finally reached the realm of Bigu. Swallowing the aura of heaven and earth every day, part of it is turned into spiritual liquid as a war trophy to reward meritorious soldiers, and the other part is used to nourish the almost silent internal organs.

"From this point of view, this immortal body of mine is not yet perfect, and must be reshaped. I remember that General Fei Lu Bu broke through the realm of martial saints and opened up the way of immortals. Among them, there are the gods of the acupuncture points of the "Huang Ting Jing", which are made up of the five internal organs. He even formed a temple on this basis, and used his own true spirit to control the power of the gods in the inner scene, and collected incense from the inside out, drawing on the mysteries of the way of the gods. ”

"If Lu Bu is killed, my unique talent will definitely be able to seize the foundation of this law. However, Wen Hou is a great man after all, although his character is a little unbearable, his personal strength and martial arts wisdom are among the best in the world, and he belongs to the top handful of people. If you don't obey, I will kill them all, not to mention the loss of humanity and luck, and even my Han nationality will lose a lot. ”

"In the future, when we fight with the extraterritorial demon gods, how can our heaven and earth overwhelm the other party?

Ye Zhiqiu became enlightened with the Fulong Garden, and experienced the realm of being the same body with the country, and now standing in a higher position, he also perceives a more mysterious realm, that is, moving with the world, standing in the perspective of heaven and earth itself, how to look at the hundreds of millions of creatures in nature.

Dou Shengli Zhenjun realized this, and immediately sent his own feelings to the ontological true body that was far away in Luoyang City and was in charge of the overall situation, hoping that the various clones with different personalities could also reach a consensus on this.

Ye Zhiqiu, the ruler of the Immortal Dynasty, was checking the homework of the Han Emperor, and found that the true monarch of the Doubu, who was in charge of war, had actually crossed his own experience of a higher realm, and couldn't help but be proud of himself for the six doppelgangers that had been transformed into six clones with the Seven Sons Lianxin Array.

Subsequently, Ye Zhiqiu thought of Wenhou Lu Bu's martial arts cultivation, and he did have the opportunity to enter the realm of human immortals, and couldn't help but secretly wonder: "The five grades of immortal dao are divided into heaven, earth, people, gods, and ghosts. There are many ghosts and immortals, and there are too many places to count, so that's it. The ancestor of the earth immortal is Zhen Yuanzi! The immortal should be the prince of the East, the Emperor Qinghua of the East Pole and the Emperor of Taiyi Saving Suffering in Shinto, but unfortunately the god is still unknown. ”

As for the position of the Heavenly Immortal, the Mixed Yuan Dao Ancestor may have achieved it, but unfortunately in the blink of an eye, he was convicted of the Heavenly Dao because of the Harmony Dao, and was completely erased by the Heaven and Earth Fake Hands, so the current personality is still empty. ”

Ye Zhiqiu clasped his fingers and counted: "The Bingzhou camp was swallowed up by me, and the remaining four eight strong generals, Zhang Liao and Zhang Wenyuan are smart people, and they may not follow Lu Bu to death." Zang Ba has long had different intentions, he is a general who is unwilling to condescend to others, but his edge is covered by Lu Bu's dazzling brilliance, and he will definitely be able to get ahead and create his own reputation in a different environment. Hao Meng is not cute at all, but has long been rebellious, but the situation is unclear and he is reluctant to express his position. Only Cheng Lian and Gao Shun, the leader of the trapped camp, are Lu Bu's absolute ironcore, and they are all diehards who have no court in their eyes, ignore the righteousness of their family and country, are loyal to the end, and have a rigid neck. Divide and conquer will not work, so they can only be persuaded to follow Lu Bu's path. ”

Thinking of this, Ye Zhiqiu put down the pieces that Emperor Han had personally read and commented, and decided to go to the prison to talk to Wen Hou.