Xu Daofu's voice buzzed in the ears of every disciple's disciple's disciple. The extremely tempting incitement made the blood in each disciple's heart burn. However, when a few people just wanted to step forward and pick up the bowls and spoons beside the medicine pot to serve the medicine soup, they glanced at the wounds of Xu Daofu's body, and the purple-black juice flowing all over the body and feet. This reminded them of their companions who have become Changsheng people and Ghost Soldiers over the years. Even the fishy and unpleasant smell was highly similar. They murmured in their hearts: Could it be that Vice Leader Xu would be desperate, and they wanted to become Changsheng people and fight for some Jin troops to die together.
Thinking of this, these people's feet that had just reached out retracted. Look at me, and I look at you, but none of them took another step forward.
A trace of anxiety and impatient flashed across Xu Daofu's face, and he said in a deep voice: "Why, I have been with me for many years, I can't even have the courage to drink a bowl of Happy Fairy Water? Or do you want me to rush to the front now and you will follow me and rush to the back? Let me say again, the Tianshi has his rules, he is not sincere, greedy for life and fear of death, and those who are huddled behind in the war are not his followers, and there is no difference between them and evil spirits. After the war, he will count everyone's performance in the battle and reward the good and punish the evil."
Xu Xingzhi gritted his teeth and whispered: "This arrow hurts so much. If I don't drink this soup, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive. Master, I am willing to drink this happy immortal water!"
He said, shaking forward, picked up an empty bowl, picked up another spoon, and scooped a spoon toward a big pot in front of him. The purple-black medicine soup was rolling in the bowl in front of him. He closed his eyes and took the bowl directly to his mouth, without blowing it. Just like Xu Daofu, he raised his head and drank it clean. This time it was so fast that it even made the disciples around him wonder why he didn't burn it or so much that he threw these medicine soups off?
However, they quickly widened their eyes in surprise, because while Xu Xingzhi was stuffing the bowl of medicine in one mouthful, the wound on his back, which was like a blood fountain, miraculously began to heal. It turned out that Xu Daofu pulled out an arrow and pulled out a square hole, like an ice-cracked hole, and it was quickly closed, and finally it turned into a small hole the size of a mung bean, almost impossible to see with the naked eye. However, this small hole, together with the skin around him, turned purple and black like the arrow holes on Xu Daofu's body, turned purple and black, and even the liquid flowing out - these liquids can be called blood - also became purple and black, with an unpleasant smell of fishy smell.
Several disciples asked anxiously: "Senior Brother Third, how do you feel now?"
Xu Xingzhi shook his arms vigorously, and then moved his legs and feet. He was still unable to stand steadily because of excessive blood loss and almost fell down. But now he became full of strength. He laughed: "It's indeed Happy Fairy Water. After drinking it, his body was as light as a swallow, his whole body was full of strength, and his back didn't hurt at all. When he drank the medicine, he started to feel very hot, but after taking it one sip, he felt like his whole heart, liver and five internal organs were filled with honey juice, which was indescribable. Brothers, this is indeed a magical medicine, which can wash marrow and strengthen bones, making me energetic. Now, I must be..."
He said this, and pushed away several companions around him who were holding shields for him and blocking the flying arrows in the air. He opened his arms, closed his eyes, and directly faced the arrows that shot towards him in the sky. Suddenly, amid the screams of everyone, six or seven feather arrows shot him in the front, and even an arrow on his forehead was also hit. That look was not much better than Xu Xingzhi, who had just become a target of arrows.
The disciples let out a burst of exclamations, and some even closed their eyes unbearably. In their subconscious, Xu Daofu was their always the commander, the deputy leader, with the protection of his body by immortals, and the favored by the Heavenly Master. It is not surprising that he can be invulnerable to the sword and gun when taking these magical medicines. However, these third senior brother Xu Xingzhi is a mortal body and body like him. If he shoots these arrows like this, how could he have life?
However, Xu Xingzhi's laughter always echoed in the square, which made the disciples who closed their eyes open their eyes. They were frightened to find that Xu Xingzhi had simply pulled out the arrow branches on his body. This time the long arrow shaft no longer had any flesh and bones, but was directly broken arrow shafts, which were taken out like firewood sticks. The arrows had disappeared. Even the arrow holes on Xu Xingzhi's body quickly turned into a small hole the size of a mung bean, and the skin on his body was purple and black, and juice flowed out like the color of the soup.
Xu Xingzhi laughed and said, "It's so good. When the arrow shoots up, it's almost like biting a mosquito. Even those arrows, like those sticky candies, melted directly in my body. Brothers, this is really a divine water. What we have always wanted is invulnerable, and it can really be achieved."
Many disciples, without any hesitation, held their shields and ran to the side of the medicine soup, rushed to pick up the bowls and scooped up the soup. Suddenly, the entire square was full of "gulp" sounds, followed by bursts of bursts of laughter. Countless people shouted in surprise: "Oh my God, it's really like this, we are really invulnerable."
Now, even the archers on the top of the city and the more than a hundred disciples who were originally going to block the door left their positions and rushed towards these soup pots. Their running speed was faster than when they charged and killed people and robbed their merits, because everyone knew that this was the real happy fairy water. If they were half a step slower and could not drink these fairy water, they would probably never have a chance in their life.
Xu Daofu looked at this scene with satisfaction. Groups of people rushed to these soup pots with bows and arrows like raindrops in the sky. Even if they were a little unlucky, they were still crawling toward the ground, or were held by their companions around them, dragging towards these medicine soup pots. As long as they had a breath, they would pour a bowl of medicine soup, and they would immediately jump up from the ground and become a soldier with black juice on their bodies and full of strength. Because the crowd rushed to the soup pot, there were many people who shot directly to death. For these people, no matter how they filled the medicine soup, they would not be able to swallow it. If they died, they would be really dead. (End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!