"Da Qi needs dragon veins, and the Da Qi court also needs an emperor. As long as Da Qi has an emperor, the people of Da Qi can have a backbone."
"As long as there are dragon veins, the cycle of heaven and earth will rotate again, and those flowers, birds, insects and beasts will gradually come back."
Chandu spoke slowly while stroking Miao Guihua's head with his hand.
Listening to the words of the abbot of Zhengde Temple, Li Huowang looked at the sky that would never get dark, "What if there is no time? How long will it take for it to have an impact?"
"Amitabha, this poor monk doesn't know." Zendu shook his head gently, "divination and fortune telling are not what we monks from Zhengde Temple are good at."
"Is there anyone in Daqi who is good at it?"
"Yes, I hope my family members are not dead. They are the best in all things."
Li Huowang looked at the sky and frowned tightly, "Then find a way to find them! Find them all!"
"Li Xianren, the general has sent people to look for him." A loud voice suddenly sounded.
Li Huowang turned around and saw an eight-foot-tall, muscular man with a beard walking out of the gate of Zhengde Temple.
Although he didn't have any weapons on him and he looked like an ordinary citizen, the faint evil aura on his body proved his identity as a military strategist.
Moreover, his mental outlook was obviously different from that of other people, and there was no trace of malaise caused by hunger on his face.
This man walked up to Li Huowang and made a fist with both hands, "The last general Chen Yurong has met Li Xianren!"
"Da Qi's military strategists? How many of you are there now?"
"Thirty-six are trapped in the formation, twenty-four are on the back, one hundred and seventy-one are soldiers, three hundred and ninety-eight are infantry, seventy-five are chariots, and four are sharp soldiers, all at the disposal of Immortal Li!"
Li Huowang frowned slightly and looked at the person in front of him. "Is there no one left? Is there not a single official in the Da Qi court left?"
"Yes, but at this time, no matter how many people they have in turbans, they can't match half of Li Xianren's fingers. Whoever can save Da Qi will get the allegiance of Da Qi's military strategists!"
After hearing this, Li Huowang realized that these big-headed soldiers were more flexible than he thought.
Regardless of whether they are doing it for the food in their hands, at least in this situation, they do need manpower.
"Military order, right? OK, ask your people to find me the turban, and tell them that as long as they work for me, they won't go hungry."
"And the godfathers you mentioned, don't stop, find them all as soon as possible!"
"General, take your orders!" Chen Yurong turned around and strode away from Zhengde Temple.
Li Huowang stood there and thought for a while, then said to Chandu: "Wait until they come, wait until they all come, let's focus on rescuing the famine first. If Daqi is not destroyed, the remaining Daqi people will starve first." died."
"Besides, Daqi must rely on the people of Daqi to save it, not just me, an outsider."
Chandu sang Amitabha, and then said to Li Huowang again: "The poor monk has to say one thing, whether this Daqi will be the Daqi of the Emperor Daqi in the future, or... the Daqi of Donor Li, that depends on Let’s see what donor Li thinks and does next.”
Li Huowang heard something in Chandu's words. "What do you mean?"
"Means nothing."
Zendu was trying to seduce himself with power. "I am a Taoist priest who is indifferent to fame and fortune. What do I want from Daqi? Do you think I have to do something to help you?"
Daqi is very big. The combined territory of Daliang, Qingqiu, Siqi, Houshu and Nanping is Daqi.
Although he told Gao Zhijian in front of him that he wanted to be the emperor of Daqi, it was just an angry talk. He just couldn't bear to see so many people starving to death.
What's more, I'm not from Daqi, so I will always go back. If I really want to control the entire Daqi, it will be a burden to me.
But Zendu obviously didn't think so. In order to allow Li Huowang to continue to help, he planned to reveal more useful information.
"Donor Li, it depends on how you think about it. Even though the people of Daqi are sparsely populated now, given time, they will definitely be able to return to their former prosperity. This is much better than the situation in Daliang where the heroes are vying for the throne."
"At that time, what the people of Daqi believe and how they believe it will all be a matter of one word from the donor Li." After saying this, Chandu raised his head and looked at the sky.
Li Huowang also followed Chandu and looked at the sky, and a question slowly emerged in his mind. "Do people believe in seasonal disasters?"
Li Huowang had some doubts about his future self. It seemed that other commanders had different beliefs, but Ji Quan did not.
There are even those who believe in death, why not those who believe in confusion?
Of course, you can’t say there is none, every year counts as one, and I can barely count myself as one.
"The more people who believe, the stronger the ability to command?" Li Huowang asked Chandu a key question.
Faced with the possibility of increasing his future strength, Li Huowang couldn't help but become a little interested.
If we encounter this kind of trouble from the Dharma teaching again in the future, at least Ji Liang, who has greatly increased in strength, will not be in such a mess as before.
And it has to be said that compared to some beings, Ji Disaster's strength is indeed too weak.
Faced with Li Huowang's question, Chandu shook his head, "Amitabha, monks don't tell lies, but poor monks really don't know."
"Monk, you are a bad student." Li Huowang said looking at the abbot of Zhengde Temple who looked exactly like the monk in front of him.
"Don't worry, I will continue to help Daqi. Regardless of whether it is beneficial to me or not, I just can't stand people starving to death."
After saying that, Li Huowang took out the spine sword from his back, made a crack with force and got directly in.
Next, for a period of time, Li Huowang began to carry food around Youdu.
At least the porridge coming out of the soup kitchen at the back no longer contains rice and meat, which is enough to show that no one is starving to death near Youdu.
However, he did not only transport grain, but also focused on making Daqi people self-reliant, such as transporting some Qingqiu sheep.
Since there is only grass left in Daqi, we will send sheep over to eat. The mutton will probably not be available for a while, but at least the goat milk will be drinkable.
In the woods next to Shangjing, Li Huowang squatted on a stone. Looking at the almost sold corpse in front of him, Li Huowang reached out and pulled out the spine of the corpse.
This thing cannot be sold for the time being, but the Xinsu Spine is a pretty good weapon.
Li Huowang swung hard to the left, and the forest on the left instantly twisted and became a mess.
And even so, these trees are not broken, and it is foreseeable that these trees may continue to grow like this in the future.
Li Huowang thrust the spine in his hand behind his back, reached out and wrapped some of the remaining residue in cloth, preparing to exchange it for Yangshou Pills, and then exchange the Yangshou Pills for silver.
However, at this moment, he suddenly stopped and someone came.