"Don't think like that! Marshal Li's injury has nothing to do with you."
This was the first time Lin Che saw Jiang Li with such an expression. Even last time in Leishi City, when Prince Wu had his troops at the gates of the city, Jiang Li had never acted like this.
Moreover, he and Jiang Li had a close relationship, and it was rare for him to see Jiang Li calling him "I" instead of "I".
Lin Che didn't care about anything else and took the initiative to walk up and directly grabbed Jiang Li's white hands, which still had some blood stains on them.
Jiang Li subconsciously struggled twice, but seeing that he couldn't break free, he turned around and looked at Dao Nu and others who were following him more than ten meters away.
Dao Nu turned his head very smoothly and looked outside the Great Wall of Fortune, as if saying "I didn't see it".
"Don't look around."
Lin Che emphasized his tone, "As an emperor, you led your troops to fight the enemy and defend your country. This is a role model in any era. Marshal Li's injury is something no one wants. This is all the Demon Buddha's fault."
"Yes! Of course I understand these principles."
"I understand. By the way, Your Majesty, I have something important to report to you alone. Why don't we find a quiet place... Ahhh, why are you pinching me?"
Lin Che was just halfway through his sentence when he suddenly noticed Jiang Li reaching out and pinching his waist.
Jiang Li's face flushed, and he looked at him with shame and anger: "What time is it? Marshal Li's life or death is uncertain, and you just think about messy things all day long. Humph~"
She flung her sleeves in shame and anger. This bastard, every time they met, he would find ways to kiss her. Kissing wasn't enough, he also had to touch her. It would be fine at other times, but he didn't realize it was already this time.
It's so annoying~hate~
Her little black combat boots made a clacking sound as she quickly walked down the stairs.
Lin Che rubbed his waist. Although this amount of force was nothing to him, it was still too insulting.
"What am I thinking about? I, I just want to tell you about the Eight Gates of the Shrine and the Demon Suppression Province."
"You, you woman, Manoko...what are you thinking about?"
I, Lin Che, am not that kind of person!!
Lin Che cursed and quickly followed.
What Jiang Li said, that Li Zhenjiang's life or death was uncertain, was not an exaggeration at all.
When Lin Che saw Li Zhenjiang again, he found that his face was pale, his lips were blue, and his whole body was soaked with cold sweat.
He sat on a throne, unable to remain upright.
The two military doctors reached out to take off the armor on Li Zhenjiang, but they had no idea where to start.
That piece of armor has been integrated with the flesh and blood, as if it was cast. In order to take off that layer of armor, one must really peel off a layer of flesh and blood from Li Zhenjiang's body.
Li Zhenjiang spoke weakly, "Just treat it this way. I've worn this armor for over seventy years and haven't taken it off for a single day. I swore a vow back then: I'll never take off my armor until the demon Buddha is destroyed!"
An elderly military doctor, his face filled with anxiety, said, "Marshal, this injury is different from the previous ones. This demon Buddha's magical weapon is too strange. It is now forcibly injecting a technique that destroys your flesh and blood into your body. Trying to forcibly extract the magical weapon will only accelerate the destruction of your flesh..."
The deputy general beside him was very anxious: "Why are you talking so much? How should we treat it? What should we do? Tell me!"
"If anything happens to our Marshal, I'll chop you, a quack, into pieces first!"
Obviously, the old military doctor also knew the temperament of this group of people, and did not get angry. He continued:
"Marshal, you need to remove your armor now. I will use my divine needles to seal the acupuncture points all over your body, and then forcibly remove the demon's Dharma weapon. But even if we remove the weapon, it will only slow down the damage done by the demon's magic. We must first figure out what kind of demon magic this is, so that we can prescribe the right remedy."
Li Zhenjiang gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and said:
"No wonder those demon Buddhas are guarding it so strictly. If I rush in, several Ming Wangs will kill me. This thing is what they worship day and night. It is really not simple."
"My body felt like it was burning, then pricking with needles. I also had hallucinations, like...hundreds of thousands of their followers kneeling down in worship."
When everyone present heard this, they all looked confused, as if they had never heard of it before.
"Buddha Kingdom in the Palm of Your Hand?"
Suddenly, Jiang Li seemed to have thought of something, and her expression changed. Seeing everyone looking over, she continued:
"I have read some ancient books from the Myriad Demons Kingdom. One of them said that the powerful Buddhist Dharma of the outer demons can create a Buddhist kingdom in the palm of their hands, called the Palm Buddha Kingdom. When a person's spirit enters this Buddhist kingdom, it is as if they are there in person, descending into a national royal city."
"Marshal Li, the illusion you described is just like the description of the [Buddha Kingdom in the Palm]. The demon Buddha is so concerned about it and worships it day and night. I'm afraid he has created a Buddha Kingdom in this purple gold bowl."
Li Zhenjiang asked a few more detailed questions, and sure enough, they all matched his hallucinations one by one.
"Your Majesty, is there any way to break this Buddha Kingdom in your palm?"
Jiang Li thought about it carefully and said, "Of course there is. With a more powerful technique, we can directly suppress the entire Buddhist kingdom and break it."
"The second solution is to find the Buddhist secrets and the creator of this palm-sized Buddha kingdom... It should be one of those Ming Wangs you killed. If there are still Ming Wangs alive, find them and force them to reveal the Buddhist secrets. This will also dispel this flesh-eating Dharma."
Both methods are not easy!
The first method is to suppress it with a powerful technique. If this can be done, then Li Zhenjiang will not be injured.
In other words, Li Zhenjiang didn't die in the battle because he possessed a powerful technique to resist and suppress the enemy. However, it seemed that he hadn't completely suppressed the enemy yet.
Li Zhenjiang's cultivation has reached the eighth level, making him a god of war.
Whose martial arts could be more powerful than his?
The people around them immediately revealed bitter expressions. They hadn't reached the eighth rank yet, so they couldn't help the Marshal at all.
"We haven't killed all the Ming Kings yet. Two of them have escaped. I'm going to capture them!"
Suddenly, a bearded deputy general stood up abruptly, his eyes wide open, furious, and ready to slam the door and leave.
"stop!"
Li Zhenjiang let out a low cry, coughed for a while, and then persuaded:
"None of you can go. It is your responsibility to guard the Great Wall of Fortune. We have severely damaged the Demon Buddha, and they will surely be heavily guarding it and on high alert. If you go there now, you will be walking into a trap."
"Besides, the Outer Realm is so vast, where did those two Ming Kings go? Do you know? You acted so recklessly, and if I were gone, I wouldn't be able to leave in peace either."
Upon hearing this, a group of deputy generals' eyes turned red.
Vice Admiral Hu Zi consoled him, "Marshal, don't say such depressing words. Even the gods can't take your life, let alone this mere demon Buddha."
Jiang Li suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up: "If we want to suppress it with martial arts, perhaps someone can do it!"
"who??"
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