bookrandom Chapter 122 Is this a dream?
Chapter 122 Is this a dream?
Zhong Ming recounted the details of his life with his master, a grumpy old man who always quietly brought him good things but never gave him a kind look, which filled him with many emotions.
The man in the gray robe listened quietly, and only spoke after the young man had finished speaking.
"Would you like to see what Maoshan Taoist Temple looks like now?"
"I want to!" Zhong Ming suddenly realized. Although his master had assured him that there would be no problem, after experiencing everything firsthand, he couldn't help but worry.
General Mu stretched out his left hand, and a lifelike painting appeared in his palm, depicting a flowing river.
"Look, nothing has changed?"
Zhong Ming looked closely and quickly spotted the Cat Mountain Taoist Temple, located in the upper right corner of the painting. It was the first time he had seen the temple from above, and he could barely make out some of the buildings. After confirming it, he said:
"It's alright, that's great."
"Young friend Cuihong, there's something else. Did you capture that sentinel spy?"
When asked this question, Zhong Ming, quick-witted, couldn't forget Yue Kaishan, so he replied, "It was Yue Kaishan from the Yue family who caught him together."
"No other abnormalities were found?"
"Please forgive me, General. My cultivation level is too low, and I did not notice anything unusual."
“What crime have you committed? You did a good job, and you all did a good job.” The general suddenly walked to Zhong Ming’s side, patted him on the shoulder, smiled at him, and said, “It is a blessing for the dynasty to have you all.”
It is common for generals to care for their ordinary soldiers. There are generals who share food and clothing with their soldiers, carry their packs together, and even suck the blood of their soldiers. The soldiers are of one mind and will follow them to the death.
However, in the world of cultivation, this is a terrifying thing. It means that this powerful cultivator has reached a bottleneck in his cultivation, and there is no point in seclusion and meditation. He has begun to wander the world in search of his own understanding of the Great Dao, and therefore will have time to care about ordinary soldiers.
And General Mu, the number one general of the Heavenly Wolf Army, has begun to emerge from seclusion. Doesn't that mean that he has also reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm and is beginning to seek the opportunity to enter the Divine Transformation Realm?
"Alright, you may leave now. Your rewards will not be meager."
The man in the gray robe tossed the genealogy book lightly to Yuan Xuzi.
After Yuan Xuzi took over, he winked at Zhong Ming and turned to follow the general.
As for Zhong Ming... he completely failed to understand Yuan Xuzi's meaning. What was he trying to do? Did I do something wrong? Or should I have followed him?
After some internal struggle, Zhong Ming finally decided to take the plunge.
"General, wait a moment."
"what happened?"
General Mu turned around, simply standing there, but the aura he exuded was exceptionally terrifying.
Zhong Ming gritted his teeth and said, "General, Yue Kaishan of the Yue family, whom we mentioned earlier, lost an arm in the previous battle. Please..."
"Let your abilities speak for themselves."
.....
The sky gradually brightened, and the east revealed the first light of dawn. The flames beneath the cauldron were still burning, and the celebration was to last for three days and three nights.
Although Yuan Xuzi promised to hold a victory celebration after the war and to clearly calculate the military merit points earned by everyone, the current leader is the Grand General, so they could only follow his suggestion and first make soup and distribute meat to the soldiers.
Zhong Ming walked out of the small brick house and glanced back. The two demonic beasts were still majestic. The small house was only slightly taller than the griffin, yet it could house such a large demon-slaying vessel. The Taoist magic was truly mysterious and boundless.
Back at their team's camp, Matt lay lazily on the ground, while Yue Kaishan, feeling bloated from holding his stomach, bounced around beside him.
Others can circulate their cultivation techniques to digest spiritual energy, but he can only let the spiritual energy fill his meridians, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
"Brother Yue, I'm back."
"Ah, Brother Cuihong is back! Tell me quickly, what did the General say to you?"
Yue Kaishan appeared very excited, but the desolation in his eyes was undeniable.
"That's not important. It was just something that happened when we were catching that spy. I went to ask him if he could help you heal your arm, and guess what he said?"
"What did he say?" Yue Kaishan's eyes visibly brightened, as if they had been filled with spirit, and he looked at Zhong Ming's eyes with great interest.
He said, "Let your abilities speak for themselves!" He really said, "Let your abilities speak for themselves!"
Zhong Ming excitedly shouted beside him, but Yue Kaishan clearly did not understand what he meant.
"My skill level is only that of a normal Qi Refining stage cultivator..."
"No, he means there is medicine that can cure you! The general is fair in rewarding and punishing, how could he be so kind as to help you with your injuries? If he did that, what would the other wounded soldiers think? Wouldn't the soldiers who didn't receive help from the general harbor resentment?"
"Ah, this... he's telling me to work hard myself..."
“No!” Zhong Ming looked at him helplessly. “Brother Yue, think about it, why would he say that at this time? Don’t think about what he said, think about why he said it first.”
"Why....."
Xuan Jing leaned closer, like a great scholar reciting poetry with his head swaying, and said step by step, word by word, "Because we just finished fighting, the general is going to reward us with military merit points. Military merit points can buy the treasure that heals your arm, so... at least we brothers can pool our military merit points together."
"Oh! Is that so!"
Yue Kaishan became happy, put his one arm around Zhong Ming, pressed his big face against his brother, and thanked him repeatedly.
After everyone had been laughing and joking for a while, once the excitement had subsided, Chen Dahai, who had been sitting quietly to the side, brought out a bowl of soup.
"Captain Cuihong, I'll keep your portion of the giant turtle soup for you."
"Oh, thank you, Fellow Daoist Chen."
Chen Dahai seemed to enjoy this time, even though he was just sitting on the side watching his comrades play around.
When Zhong Ming took the bowl of soup and drank it all in one gulp, the churning heat in his stomach made him realize something was wrong.
No, I can't drink that! My body is enhanced with dragon meat, and if I were to have another portion of this dragon-enhanced body, then...
A sharp, intense pain spread from his abdomen, rushing along his meridians to his limbs and bones, with a powerful and overwhelming force, like an army of three million divided into twelve routes to besiege a dragon vein, finally culminating in a grand assembly at the central acupoint.
"Ah!" Zhong Ming screamed and fell to the ground.
The others' eyelids trembled as they watched, but they didn't say anything, because they experienced the same thing after drinking it, only with milder symptoms.
The dragon soul stretched and quietly emerged within the dragon vein.
Oh my, I woke up to find food already in the air, what a wonderful day!
As usual, I'll definitely leave you some.
The dragon vein immediately ceased all resistance, its gates wide open, and spiritual energy from the giant turtle surged in.
After the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea.
The dragon soul wiped its mouth and comfortably disappeared into the flesh and blood. Before this kid learned soul magic, he could live a comfortable life; after that, they would have to rely on their own abilities.
Zhong Ming lay on the ground, his clothes soaked with sweat; it all felt like a dream.
Gan Lin sent him to the peak of the fifth level of Qi Refining. He closed his eyes, opened them again, drank some soup, and reached the sixth level of Qi Refining.