For Zhu Shiwu, it was only five hundred years, and it was only as hard as a foundation-building monk could achieve.
There's something wrong with this military doctor.
With several knives held at his neck, the ancestor of Jiuyou was just right to be scared.
"The point is that the soul-accumulating bead can save Captain Zhu. We only know that Zou Laodao held the bead in the end, and we don't know anything else."
"Why are you speaking in such a tone today?" Jiuyou Ancestor left the body after speaking.
Zhu Shiwu believed it and immediately sent troops to search for and interrogate him, hoping to bring a military doctor to identify him. The military doctor gulped, and the person was piled on the ground like noodles. He also had a high fever.
One is added to the one who is lying sick.
"Master Zhu, do you think you should let the miracle doctor take care of this matter?"
"A plague broke out in Lintian City. Those in the army who drank the potion are completely fine, but many soldiers are concerned about the safety of their families."
"The miracle doctor can cure everything, so why bother looking for those illusory beads."
The miracle doctor refers to Zhu Dahua.
The system sorted the tasks, and the tasks always took priority. Zhu Dahua was not reminded that his reputation had been received. The increasingly severe plague made the name of the miracle doctor almost unknown to everyone.
Zhu Shiwu shook his head, "She is not a miracle doctor. What does the Bai Ling Sect say?"
"The fairy girl is missing."
Regardless of the fervent pleas of the military and civilians, Zhu Shiwu insisted on responding in the traditional way, which caused a lot of complaints.
Therefore, Zhu Dahua's life here is surprisingly quiet.
After just finishing a table of food and walking with a bulging belly to eat, Ace couldn't get the scrawled cat back, so he had to go and get it himself.
The scrawled cat had seen the coldness of ice and snow, and lay on Zhu Shiquan's chest, daydreaming happily.
Zhu Dahua wanted to say something, but Yun Yangmao was not bad, it was quite easy.
However, the safety of the kitten must be ensured. There are monsters in this world. If the kitten is used as a snack, the grand event of seizing the cat's body will happen again. It will be too sour to have the soul gnawed away, and I don't want to enter the palace for the second time.
Zhu Dahua felt that hiding the spiritual roots could be done with spells or cards, but bringing a living creature would only add to the trouble.
Sky-viewing mirrors all over the upper realm were scrapped in the thunder catastrophe, and only a few high-level magic weapons survived. The holders of these mirrors faced a common problem, the fully rooted golden spiritual roots disappeared.
The place of disappearance is in the lower realm. It is not exhausted or wiped out, but is hidden like smoke, flickering.
Danfeng.
"Why should such a talented youngster be kept by his side to drive him away from the lower realms?"
"Girl Jiang may be in the lower world."
"She is looking for a way to become a god for the sect. It is true that she has not been seen for a hundred years. If she is in the lower world, it will be very bad."
The two old ladies were chatting, with a scrapped sky-viewing mirror on one side. Jiang Yuan barged in as if returning home, "Meng Zhen, Meng Gu, I want Danfeng to guarantee me the spirit boat."
"Sister, you can't do it."
"Why not? I'm going to pick up my flowers." Jiang Yuan got the palm seal in a familiar way and wrote the document with his other hand in one go.
"Senior sister, let me ask you, which one is more important to you, the Zhu family or Zhu Dahua?"
The seal hung an inch on the document. Jiang Yuan stopped and hesitated for a moment. The two old ladies were busy typing frantically.
"The white egret has been ordered by Master Yuan Qiong. If you go down to the realm right now, Zhu Zhengxin might not know your return date."
"They didn't get anything at all. Why did Yuan Qiong keep asking so much?"
"Where can I stop Master Yuan Qiong?" Meng Zhen couldn't say any more and said,
"Sister, please don't mess up the situation. Zhu Dahua will be lucky if he survives the disaster. The sect has some manpower in the lower realm. It would be best if we find Jiang Nu to protect Zhu Dahua."
Jiang Yuan nodded with a subtle expression. The two old ladies thought it was done, but Jiang Yuan smiled and said, "Spread the word, the owner of the divine treasure is Jiang Nu, and everything and people are in the lower world."
"Senior Sister, it will be very difficult for a Venerable Master like you."
"No one can find Jiang Nu." Jiang Yuan stood up, as if she was the peak of Danfeng Zhang.
"My Hua'er wants to practice so much, I can't let her hide in the lower world all the time.
The venerable's good intentions stopped and his eyes were all on Jiang Nu. Naturally, no one will embarrass me Hua'er anymore. You should quickly send the spirit boat to pick me up. "The seal becomes an order."
The two old ladies couldn't resist Jiang Yuan, so they had no choice but to release this rumor that shocked the three worlds.
The lower world suddenly became lively, but people only saw a meteor shower that seemed to have fairy spirit.
A meteor shower, a memorial baptism.
All the officials in the world came forward one after another to criticize the emperor, accusing him of being militaristic and so on. Finally, he decided to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth, and to offer sacrifices to his ancestors, and then open scientific examinations to attract the children from poorer families to become officials. Ten years after the emperor ascended the throne, this was the second time that the examinations were held. The whole country was shocked. A new atmosphere.
The war seems to have given way to this, and the border looks like it is in ruins and waiting for reconstruction. The underlying undercurrent has calmed down after the Uighurs withdrew their troops. Sporadic frictions occur from time to time, as if to commemorate the chaotic years.
The thin spiritual energy allows the monks to walk around the world in a short period of time, looking for the legendary strong man and treasure.
When the first martial arts master broke the rocks with his bare hands, the lower realm of Hongyuan entered the era of universal cultivation.
Zhu Dahua's daily life revolves around eating and chopping firewood, enjoying her time without being disturbed.
[Number of firewood chopped: 337991/1000000]
["Golden Sword and Martial God Art" opens the foundation building chapter (Level 1: 1/1000)]
Never been so rich.
Because chopping firewood can temper the body, Zhu Dahua has not touched the "Six Paths of Heavenly Demon Skill", and has not practiced the heavy makeup on her face. She is as clean as a girl, the kind that cannot be found in a sea of people.
He was very good and didn't run around. Zhu Shiwu came to see it twice and never came again.
Ace led him to chop firewood. Zhu Dahua didn't like to be interrupted or watched, so Ace went to another place to gather things while Zhu Dahua was chopping firewood. After that, he led him to the next place and vaguely headed towards the imperial city.
Ancestor Jiuyou glared resentfully at the auspicious cloud above Zhu Dahua's head.
With such strong luck, he only knows how to chop firewood!
It's a pity that this luck can't be used for anything but chopping firewood!
Demon Lord, why have you become like this?
The soul of Jiuyou Ancestor was tortured beyond recognition.
Strong luck always has a source, and good things are constantly happening around Zhu Dahua. In just one month, the nearest ace has experienced promotion, fortune, building a house, and marrying a wife. His face turns red and his heart beats faster every day.
With such luck, Patriarch Jiuyou couldn't get close to the evil spirit, so he pulled grass to vent his anger.
Seeing that he was here, Zhu Dahua could change places. When she walked out of Chaishan, the meat would naturally bear fruit.
"Miracle doctor, I haven't done anything serious since I took up the post of Secretary, so I feel uneasy about hanging up my post and taking advantage of my salary. The young general has recovered. You see there's nothing wrong with it. It would be nice if you find someone else to take care of you."
"You have to leave."
Ace scratched the back of his neck and nodded firmly.
"Oh, I can just go back by myself."
Zhu Dahua was still led to Zhu Shiquan, because if she got lost, she would lose herself.
The cat squatted on Zhu Shiquan's heart, completely treating the unconscious Zhu Shiquan as his own mother. Zhu Dahua's face was reflected in his big eyes, and he sounded a warning tone like a wild cat.
Nothing to celebrate, just give me a red envelope.
