I'm really not a Daoist!

Chapter 3 Entering the military camp for the first time (please collect, please recommend)

Yu Juluo is a famous martial arts master in Kyushu, and the hundred-man team under his command is also the elite among the elite. Zhuojun City, which is a hundred miles away from Xiangfeng Peak, has already worked hard overnight.

Yu Juluo and the soldiers under his command didn't look tired after running around all night, they were still full of energy, but Ji Bofu's face had a hint of distress.

It hurts, the tender meat on both sides of the inner thigh is about to be worn out.

"Xiao Daoist, let's take you to the barracks first!!"

Seeing that he was about to reach Zhuojun City, Yu Juluo pulled the reins and turned directly to the army camp outside Zhuojun City, which was juxtaposed with Zhuojun City.

The two sit side by side on the empty ground, like two beasts that are still sleeping in the morning.

Ji Bofu had no choice but to turn around and follow Yujuluo towards the barracks, thinking about going to Zhuojun City to take a stroll and find an inn to rest for a while.

Well, now it seems that when you arrive at the barracks, you have to work.

However, Ji Bofu still had a trace of expectation in his heart.

He has been on the mountain since he came to this world, so what he wants to see is the prosperity of Zhuojun City, and what he wants to see is the witchcraft of the Western Turkic wizards.

Since the emperor came to Taipingdao, it meant that Kyushu Daomen had nothing to do with the witchcraft of Western Turkic wizards, otherwise the emperor could not come to Taipingdao where they rebelled against professional households.

How embarrassing to say that.

Therefore, he is very curious about the witchcraft that can make all Taoists in the world helpless! !

As for whether he can solve the plague caused by witchcraft, he doesn't care. Since the emperor has invited Taipingdao out of the mountain, it means that Taipingdao will definitely be able to solve this matter.

Putting aside the emperor's request, the main reason is that the master let him go down the mountain.

In the past 12 years on the mountain, his master knows exactly what skills he has, and if he can't solve the master, he won't let him go down the mountain.

Worst of all, Zhuojun City is not far from Xiangfeng, and it's not like we can't run away.

As for the danger, he has never thought about it. A hundred kilometers is out of reach for ordinary people, and even he has never traveled a hundred miles in his life. It takes a while for a practitioner to travel a hundred kilometers, but for his master , just a blink of an eye away.

Do you understand the gold content of material conversion that is about to become a fairy? !
What?There are no immortals in this world?

It doesn't matter, anyway, he firmly believes that his master will definitely become a fairy, and he will definitely be able to become the thickest thigh in Kyushu!
step - step - step -
The horseshoes kicked up dust all over the sky, the armor on the soldiers gleamed coldly under the light of the newborn Golden Crow, and the silent hundred people finally returned to the barracks.

Yu Juluo got off his horse and shouted to his subordinates, "Go back to camp!"

The soldiers with expressionless faces but with anticipation in their eyes took a deep look at the little Taoist priests who got off their horses and stood quietly aside, and finally went back to the camp.

Standing by the side, Ji Bofu keenly noticed the expectation in the eyes of these soldiers, but he pursed his lips but did not speak.

These people seemed to have been hit again and again, and now they pinned their last hopes on this little Taoist priest.

Sad, deplorable, respectable! !

Yu Juluo turned around and led Ji Bofu into a large tent, and said, "Sit down and have a cup of tea first, let's make arrangements first, and take the Taoist leader to see the plague-infected people later." Generals!!"

"General, please do your own thing, it doesn't matter here if you are poor."

Ji Bofu sat down on his own, looking upright, and immediately grinned and rubbed the sides of his thighs after Yu Juluo's burly body came out of the big tent.

Although he didn't take off his pants to check, he was sure that his skin must be worn out.

"It hurts so much, I really envy these warriors with rough skin and thick flesh!"

While rubbing his thighs, Ji Bofu recovered his legs with a sense of peace.

There are many cultivation forces in Kyushu, but they are subdivided into two types: martial arts and Taoism.

Martial arts are a group of reckless people, who practice the physical body and finally seek to break the void, while cultivating the Tao is more complicated. There are ways to cultivate both life and death, and there are ways to ascend to the ascension of the weak body and soul.

But their Taiping Dao is different, their Taiping Dao only cultivates a mouthful of true qi, and in the end the qi penetrates the world and the world is naturally a great supernatural power.

There is a specific name for this way of practice.

Qi practitioner! !

Although Ji Bofu's physical body is stronger than ordinary ascetics at this stage, it is also very delicate. At this stage, he has not practiced to the stage of feeding back his physical body with qi. The ones that came from the establishment of the foundation are still very tender, so they must be carefully protected.

When he reached the stage of using Qi to feed back his body, although he could not compete with martial arts practitioners, he could pass a few tricks. At that stage, he no longer needed to be so cautious.

"Hmm~~~"

The cool and peaceful air was applied to the legs, and the swelling and redness quickly returned to crystal white, but all of this was covered by the Taoist robe.

After his body recovered, Ji Bofu took out a bowl of crystal clear and fluorescent rice from the Qiankun bag and began to eat it.

Although there are no vegetables, it is also fragrant, and the taste is beyond the comprehension of outsiders.

This extraordinary rice is the spiritual bud rice that people eat in practice. Spiritual rice is rare. The master once told him that this kind of rice has disappeared in Kyushu. Except for a very few forces with a long history, other people want to It is simply impossible to eat a bite.

Coincidentally, they Taipingdao is one of the 'very few'.

After entering the mouth of the Lingya rice, streams of warm essence radiate from the stomach to the internal organs, nourishing his body and keeping his body at its peak state all the time.

"Cool!!"

After eating a bowl of Lingya rice, Ji Bofu took out another pot of Lingquan and drank it.

As for the tea Yu Juluo put on the table, Ji Bofu didn't even look at it.

What mundane thing still wants to enter the mouth of the poor?

Dogs don't drink it! !
What we drink is spiritual spring water, and what we eat is spiritual bud rice. Our bodies are nourished preciously, so we can't be polluted by these things full of mundane filth.

Otherwise, what should I do if the fragrant Lingya rice doesn't taste good in the future.

Ji Bofu was drinking the spiritual spring water, when he saw Yu Juluo rushing into the tent, he picked up the water bottle and drank it directly to his mouth without saying a word.

After putting a whole bowl of tea in a pot, Yu Juluo felt that the thirst in his mouth was slightly relieved.

Yu Juluo licked the teeth with his tongue, ho, bah, spit out a piece of tea on the ground, and said, "Xiao Daoist, we have already arranged it, let's go take a look?"

(End of this chapter)