C415 It Was a Great Honor

The scouts of the Promotion Army had already noticed them and wanted to give the horses to their leaders, but they were rejected because if these injured men were to ride on bumpy horses, they would probably get hurt even more.

When they got close to the camp, Zhang Jingxuan, who was in a semi-conscious state, magically woke up. Once he woke up, he no longer used the support of Cao Qianwan and Mi Ouping. He could really walk on his own.

Everyone was speechless. Could it be that Cult Master Zhang was really the reincarnation of a Heavenly God that descended to the mortal world? He had suffered so many injuries and suffered such serious injuries. Why was it like a small fight?

He looked like he was on the verge of death just now, but now, he was brimming with energy again.

In fact, they didn't know that Zhang Jingxuan had taken those medicines that he didn't have the capital to take before. They included hundred-year-old ginseng, thousand-year-old crow, Skyhill Snow Lotus, Immortal Herb of Wang Wu Mountain, and many other herbs that had been meticulously refined. The real life and death human flesh and bones.

Zhang Jingxuan had eaten so much, but in fact, he was unable to digest and absorb it at the moment. These precious tonics were slowly released, and Lee Yuming's palm might have had a slight effect of revitalizing the blood.

Zhang Jingxuan had indeed been seriously injured at that time, and he had lost too much blood in the past two days. However, these tonics were enough to make up for these expenses. And there would definitely be a lot of ingredients that could not be absorbed and would be wasted. This was something that couldn't be helped.

Of course, if it was someone else who ate so many spiritual medicines, then forget about being replenished, their meridians would be directly broken through by the spiritual medicines, and their bodies would explode and die.

Zhang Jingxuan relied on the support of the spiritual herbs to rest for a while on the road, before he regained his vigorous vitality. Everyone couldn't help but have a feeling of looking up to him.

That's right. No matter who it was, if they encountered such an opponent, their martial arts would be strong to the limit of their peers. Their brains would only let others fall into their trap, especially this divine skill that couldn't be killed even if they fought.

Even if his martial arts were stronger than his, as long as he used this suicidal technique, it seemed like the one who would die first would definitely be the other party!

However, Zhang Jingxuan did not care what they thought, because Ding Zhaoyun had already taken the lead to welcome them. Zhang Jingxuan took a look at his expression and knew that at least nothing bad had happened when he was not at home. He immediately felt relieved.

When Ding Zhaoyun saw Ding Dingding being carried back by Lee Huanqing in a half-awake state, he was also shocked. Then, he felt delighted in his heart.

However, he was after all a genius general who knew how to prioritize. Since his daughter had already returned... As for the brothers below Zhang Jingxuan, they were all heavily injured. He did not even take another look at his daughter. He immediately accompanied Zhang Jingxuan and the others back to the camp.

Finally, they returned to their own home. Everyone's tensed nerves had finally been completely relaxed. Everyone felt as if all the bones in their bodies were about to fall apart, and the wounds all over their bodies began to hurt to the bone marrow.

Zhang Jingxuan dragged his wounded body and helped everyone deal with their external injuries one by one. He took the medicine and put everyone to rest for two days.

In this battle, their side was below Zhang Jingxuan. Wong Beiming, Ye Shiyuan, Hee Jinfeng, Mi Ouping and Shea Yanxue were all injured. Cao Qianwan and Ding Dingding were the only ones who were safe and sound.

Zhang Jingxuan insisted on settling everyone else down before he dragged his tired body back to his tent. No one knew whose body it was. Even if it was really Cereal God who descended to the mortal world, he still had his own limits.

The reason why he held on and did not fall, and the more injuries he had, the more spirited he looked. There was a reason.

Because in the end, the reason why this team was gathered together, in a sense, was because... Almost all of it was because of his ability to summon people. Cereal God was either the reincarnation of Cereal God or the representative of Cereal God in this world, the master of Litre Bucket Sect. The savior of the farming people in this world.

Therefore, if he was carried back by someone who was wounded and on the verge of death, it would be a fatal blow to this team. The collapse of faith was a very terrifying thing.

Therefore, although Zhang Jingxuan did not conceal the numerous scars on his body, he was full of spirit and high fighting spirit. He vowed that there was blood flowing in his body that was different from the others.

The more he suffered, the more courageous he became. His will to never lose was completely revealed.

The soldiers of the Rising Dou Army all secretly sighed. Only gods could not be beaten to death.

Even though they were quite far away, the commotion caused by the Void Trapped Mountain and the soaring flames and smoke still caused these farmers who had not seen much of the world to feel a chill in their hearts. The reason why the sect master was able to escape from Great Emperor Shennong's thousand years of planning was only because he suffered some superficial injuries. This was naturally a mission that only a True God could complete.

Of course, these were the words that Lee Yao, the Military Advisor, had prepared beforehand. Otherwise, how glorious would it be for the Army Master to return with a team of injured soldiers with a dejected face?

This was how things were in this world. The same thing depended on how one said it. As long as it was said nicely, bad things could become good.

Lee Yao did not come forward until Zhang Jingxuan returned to his tent. Only then did he see Zhang Jingxuan waiting for him with Zheng Xingquan and the others.

When he saw Lee Yao, Zhang Jingxuan's tired face bloomed with a warm smile, forming a sharp contrast with Lee Yao's cold face.

In the whole team, there were only two people who could give Zhang Jingxuan a headache and even a little fear, a man and a woman. The woman was naturally Lee Huanqing, and the man was his advisor.

Lee Yao was loyal, open-minded, decisive, and far-sighted. He was a total of ten talents, and he was a down-to-earth talent.

One had to know that many people claimed to be talented and well-educated, and when they talked, it was also like the sky was falling down from the sky. However, if they were really involved in a specific job, or if their eyes were high and their hands were low, or if their ambitions were high and their talents were low, in short, they were people who were hard to match up to under the name of fame.

People like Lee Yao, who were talented, capable, and capable in many aspects, could be said to be extremely rare in the Imperial Court. Zhang Jingxuan sometimes felt that he had really picked up a treasure.

However, being a person would not be perfect. There would always be a flaw in him.

In Zhang Jingxuan's opinion, Lee Yao's weakness was that he was too stubborn. He always asked him to prioritize the bigger picture and kept nagging him to pay attention to his personal safety. Don't take any risks. Zhang Jingxuan felt that his ears had calluses. If he continued listening, he would really have to take the risk of losing his life.

What he was afraid of would come. It seemed that the military advisor was going to launch a massive attack to denounce him!

How could he be reasonable with the military advisor? Moreover, he was afraid that he would not be a match for him even if he tried to reason with him. Therefore, Zhang Jingxuan did not care about anything else and showed a good attitude first.