Gu Zhuozi did not have the pure kindness of a doctor like Su Li. He was only touched by Su Li at first and found some kindness from the numbness of practice. Now he is working hard with Su Li to help the Zhenbei Army.
To protect myself.
Su Li was right, side disciples shouldn't fight head-on with the enemy, and besides, when there must be Master Jiedan on the opposite side to suppress the formation, he really couldn't fight at all.
At this time, the only chance for the old Taoist priest was to help the Zhenbei Army, because under the cover of the Zhenbei Army, he could not be afraid of the real person from the Ghost God Sect outside who had set up a formation to trap them.
It is a pity that the Zhenbei Army was completely restrained by the Hu people at this time, otherwise the mighty army of 100,000 people could easily destroy the so-called 'Ten Thousand Ghosts Extinction Formation' by just advancing steadily.
But Gu Chuozi's heart was gradually getting restless... He really didn't have many days to live until his longevity was approaching, and on this battlefield filled with death and evil aura, even if he had the confidence to form a pill, he would not dare to
It’s really the elixir for overcoming tribulations!
Not to mention how much the Heavenly Tribulation will be strengthened by the evil spirit and death energy here, the invasion of various negative miscellaneous energies during the Tribulation alone will be enough to cause his Dao Foundation to collapse.
It was useless for the old Taoist priest to be anxious. He could only calm down and do what he could with Su Li. Gradually, he watched Su Li 'teaching students' one by one, and saw that he didn't mind his 'medical skills'
Wailiu taught all his experiences to more and more people, and the old Taoist priest's heart slowly calmed down...
The irritability that even the Pure Heart Talisman could not suppress dissipated because of Su Li, and he slowly discovered some very wonderful qualities in this little Taoist boy.
Another month passed, and the old Taoist priest's body seemed to have suddenly collapsed, as if he had become much older. He already vaguely knew that his end was tonight.
But he was not so anxious anymore. Instead, he wandered around the military camp, looked at Su Li who was busy, and visited Han Yan, a registered disciple who had returned from injury on the battlefield.
"Can you take time to go back to the Taoist temple tonight?" Gu Chuzi asked his boy and disciples.
"Master?" Han Yan was confused, but she nodded and said, "Okay, Master, I will go see you."
Su Li's eyes suddenly turned red. He looked at Gu Zhuzi and asked, "Master, your body looks very good!"
When Gu Zhuzi saw this, he knew that he, a precocious Taoist boy, had figured out what he meant, but he smiled and said: "We are immortal cultivators, and we are transcendent in life and death."
Su Li was speechless. He could only handle all the chores in the military camp as soon as possible and then return to the Taoist temple early... At this time, he was able to walk away, because in one month, he trained Song Rui nearly two children.
Thousands of medical soldiers!
With simple sutures and bandages and talisman herbs, basically all the soldiers who survived were able to save their lives and even recover quickly. And it was precisely because of the expansion of the scale of the medical corps that the Hu people who had been so aggressive in killing them in this month had already lost their lives.
There were 200,000 people, but the Northern Army still had more than 85,000 people. The battle loss ratio almost reached 1:20.
But in fact, the situation is no longer optimistic, because as more and more barbarians die, the atmosphere of death and hostility on the battlefield becomes more and more intense, and the fragile-minded barbarians are becoming more and more crazy... Even in the past two days, even the suppression of
There are signs of instability in the Northern Army. Even though Su Li worked overtime to make the Jingming Talisman to clean up the shadows in the camp, it seems that the efforts are becoming less and less sustainable.
This camp was already in the midst of internal and external troubles, and now that the end of Gu Chuzi's life was approaching... this was truly a blessing and a misfortune.
After getting along with each other for such a long time, Su Li has actually developed a very strong affection for Gu Zhuzi, even stronger than the affection for his own parents and siblings, because this is the first person in the world who is truly nice to him.
He cares about himself like his father and grandfather.
Now that the end of this kind elder is approaching, Su Li has reason to be sad, and he has actually shed tears secretly several times. Even if he awakens to the wisdom of his past life, he is still just an eight-year-old little kid after all.
So when Gu Chuzi saw Su Li in the evening, he was not surprised to see obvious tears on his face...
"Chi'er, people are always going to die." Gu Yanzi stretched out his hand and gently stroked Su Li's head, then looked at Han Yan beside him and realized what he was thinking, "Yan'er, your talent is already there."
Jiji just missed the age of cultivation, but with Li'er's help, it won't be a problem to complete the foundation building and break through the innateness."
"I know you have been complaining that I only accepted you as a registered disciple...but your talent can be used as a true disciple of the Sword Sect! The old master is just a side sect, and accepting you as a disciple will also include you in the side sect. That is a waste of your time.
talent."
"Yan'er knows, Yan'er has known about Master's painstaking efforts for a long time... But Master, please understand that Master is not only a Master in Yan'er's heart, but also an ancestor!" Han Yan also burst into tears.
.
Gu Yanzi stretched out his other hand and stroked Han Yan's head gently, with a loving look on his old face. Didn't he care for these two children as his true descendants?
He let go of Su Li again, then took out a thick booklet from his arms and said: "These are all the talismans that the old Taoist has learned in his life. I believe that you can almost understand the essentials of writing when you are studying ink next to me.
...Han Yan is the one recognized by the old Taoist to be the true successor of the Sword Sect, and you are the only candidate who can be the true successor of the old Taoist!"
"Thank you, Master..." Su Li tremblingly took the talisman book handed over by Gu Zhuozi, with mixed emotions in his heart and full of irony. It was a good idea that he had chosen to follow Gu Zhuozi to save the life for the dying old man.
The Taoist priest wanted to gain benefits by collecting the corpse, but he didn't expect that when it got to this point, he would be reluctant to part with it.
"Okay, everything that needs to be explained has been explained. It's time for me, the old Taoist, to make my final contribution with this broken body... If I really die at the end of my life, I will be transformed into a corpse in this place!" Gu Zhuzi pushed.
They left the boy and the girl alone and walked alone to the open space outside the Taoist temple.
"Master, what do you want to do?" Su Li had a premonition.
"To live toward death, this is what my master has said to me." Gu Zhuzi said, shaking his head and laughing: "So my understanding is: I deserve to die, and others deserve to live!"
After a pause, he raised his head and looked at the sky again. An unprecedented determination flashed across his old face, and then the true energy in his body surged at this moment. With his will condensed with all his wisdom as the center, the essence
Gods all gathered together...
Soon, a hazy sphere emitting a dense golden glow formed in the old Taoist priest's Dantian. This was the fruit of the Immortal Dao that he had gathered all his wisdom and practice into, and was the summary of all his previous cultivations.
However, when the elixir is formed, calamity will fall. Cultivation is inherently about doing things against nature, so when the elixir is formed, there will naturally be a karmic reckoning between heaven and earth...that is, a heavenly calamity.
But Gu Chuozi was dismissive of this. He laughed and said: "Master, you gave me a path and called me 'Gu Chu', so that I would not be afraid of the loneliness on the road of spiritual practice. Even if no one understands me, I will still have to row alone."
Be brave and diligent. However, my disciples are unworthy but have different understandings. This time, Pindao, a lonely boat, should carry everyone through the disaster!"
... Later generations commented that the name of Gu Chu Duohe came from this day.
PS: The protagonist of this chapter is an old Taoist priest