Chapter 968
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 968
2021-07-07
Chapter 968 StealingI don't know who found out first, and shouted, "White Tiger holding a corpse picture!"
Everyone's footsteps stopped, and they finally found that Gong Wusing had his back to everyone, and on his back was a picture of White Tiger holding a corpse.
Supreme Treasure, a strategist, turned out to be like this.
The members of the military family, although they have heard the name of Baotu, have never seen the real face.
I just saw today that Gong Wushang refined the treasure map into his body and fused it with his flesh and blood.
Then the action just now is obvious, the soldiers patriarch drives the treasure map to dispel the sickness for the soldiers.
It's just that this time the movement is much bigger than before.
"patriarch!"
Gong Wushang's tone was indifferent, "Hundreds of thousands of troops are now safe!"
The soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay, what's going on here?
Suddenly, the tents in the basin below turned lifeless and boiled like boiling water.
Some people rushed out of the tent, or knelt down or prostrate, and vomited violently on the ground.
Jun Xingba and the others were in a hurry and stepped forward to stop them, "Go back to the camp, do you want to spread the plague out?"
After the camp cast a spell, It can isolate the plague, but if you leave the camp, it will have no effect.
Some people also noticed that something was wrong. They had been sick for so many days, and they had been stunned by the daoist of the school. How could they still be so energetic and rushed out of the camp.
"We can't hold it anymore!"
On the hill not far away, the daoists of the school responsible for spellcasting also began to realize that something was wrong.
They are all Daoist Realm realm of Three Flowers Gather on Crown. The reason why they were able to suppress hundreds of thousands of troops is entirely because of the rampant plague.
But just now, the white light got into the tent, and the soldiers inside became full of energy one by one. It didn't look like they had been sick for dozens of days.
The direct consequence is that they can't hold it anymore. The soldiers and soldiers who have recovered hundreds of thousands of Divine Soul are simply not able to be suppressed by their shallow strength.
After a few thuds, the sect daoists suffered backlash, took a few steps backwards, and fell to the ground on the spot, looking pale.
They have done their best, and no matter how angry the patriarch is, they can't blame them.
At the edge of the basin, the soldiers were like ants on a hot pot, and more and more soldiers rushed out of the camp.
"Return to the light, this is definitely the light of the light!"
How can someone who is sick and bedridden for dozens of days run outside the camp with such energy.
The soldiers vomited desperately, the wind was full of unpleasant odors, and the ground was covered with colorful mucus.
"Quickly adjust people, they must not be allowed to escape the basin!"
One of the generals had cold hands and feet, and the most worrying thing happened, these soldiers did not dare to sit still , there was a camp whistle!
Hundreds of thousands of people gather here. If there is chaos in the camp, no one can stop it!
When it rains, it pours, not far away, the daoists of the school fall one after another, completely losing the suppression in the basin.
"Oops!"
There was a brief calm in the basin, followed by a frenzy of cheers.
Stopped in the ears of everyone, this is definitely a sign of mutiny, the end is coming.
"Patriarch, everything is over, many years of hard work, and one day!"
"The new camp is over, without hundreds of thousands of troops, it must not be an Imperial Court opponent!"
Many members of the military family are also heartbroken. There are many elites cultivated by the military family in the basin.
"Patriarch, you go first, we will clean up the mess!"
The military general who spoke, sighed with grief and indignation, "Heaven and Earth have all worked together, transported here. Heroes are not free!"
Unexpectedly, Gong Wushang put his palm on his shoulder, "Look patiently!"
The faint sound of the waves was mixed with a few The sound is slightly clearer.
"patriarch Heaven's Grace, we have recovered completely!"
A soldier moved towards the direction of the crowd, cheered loudly, and couldn't help kneeling down and bowing.
"That's it!"
Everyone is in a dream. Except for Gong Wushang and a few people from Feng Family, no one believes this is true.
"Xingba, go down and have a look!"
Jun Xingba cup one fist in the other hand, "Got the order!"
He clicked After a few people, they walked down the basin together, and first of all, a few people were brought in to check.
It doesn't matter!
Most of the soldiers in the basin are terminally ill. Even though the White Tiger baleful aura has been used to dispel the disease several times, it has not been completely eradicated.
Every day is counted as one day. Without spirit pills and marvelous medicine, you can only wait for death.
These people, who were clearly not far from death before, now have no root cause of the disease, except for a little weakness, but they are very healthy, and there is no sickness on their faces.
"I'm fine, I'm fine!"
The talking soldier beat his chest, "Let me out, and I can fight and kill for the patriarch!"
Several other people also joined in one after another.
Jun Xingba left a few people and checked the tents one by one. The more he checked, the more horrible to see.
Overnight, all the soldiers in the basin recovered completely.
This is a plague that has swept hundreds of thousands of people, it is comparable to a natural disaster, how can it disappear without a trace in an instant!
Jun Xingba heard the whispers of several generals, and suddenly realized.
It's no wonder that Feng Family was mysterious and secretive. It turned out that patriarch had already refined the Great Accomplishment of White Tiger's corpse before it could dispel the root of the disease.
That is to say...
He turned around and looked towards the top of the basin. When he saw the silhouette of 'Fire Phoenix daoist', he instantly rose infinitely, becoming deep and unmeasurable.
Jun Xingba not only regretted, but he left the stage early. Now that I think about it, how many big things I missed!
The patriarch can refining the corpse of White Tiger, which must be related to the Fire Phoenix daoist.
His thoughts flowed sharply, but he remained calm, and flew up to the surrounding highlands with a few companions.
"Congratulations to patriarch, all the soldiers have been completely recovered, and the plague has completely disappeared!"
all around remembered the exclamation, many people realized it later, and then they remembered what happened just now. scene.
"Don't talk for now, go and bring back their respective soldiers and horses for recovery training!"
Gong Wushang gave an order, and the generals dispersed, and went to the bottom of the basin to claim their soldiers. horse.
Soon, the messy basin was sorted out by the generals and became orderly.
Looking down from above, countless soldiers shuttle back and forth, like hard-working worker ants.
"The soldier patriarch, hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers, are back!"
Cai Feng Family couldn't hold back his joy. Once upon a time, he felt that the sky was falling.
Without hundreds of thousands of troops, the new camp is an empty shell, and it is difficult to compete with the Imperial Court.
Nowadays, the plague has been removed, the soldiers have recovered completely, and, looking at their appearance, they can be used on the battlefield with a little trimming.
Gong Wu was nodded, turned to Fang Dou, and bowed respectfully.
“daoist, many thanks for the grace of the picture!”
He is also a smart person, he didn’t mention why Fang Dou didn’t give the full picture for the first time, and only completed it now Figure of White Tiger holding corpse.
Mediocre people look to the past, wise people only look forward.
Now, the soldier has obtained the complete volume White Tiger corpse picture, and his strength has greatly increased. Not only can he heal hundreds of thousands of troops, but even the main flag of the soldier can be lined up.
All of this is thanks to the Fire Phoenix daoist in front of me.
Fang Dou raised his hand slightly, "You don't have to many thanks, this is the fate of your military family!"
Fang Family slightly frowned, the shelf is too big.
Actually, Fang Dou didn't want to talk, but something happened.
The original image of White Tiger's corpse was returned, which also greatly influenced him.
(end of this chapter)