Ming Dynasty: pacifying the rebellion and defending the border, dominating the world

Chapter 64: The Eight Diagrams of Gods and Ghosts? Zhu Jinzhen's sense of urgency.

Teyvat omelette is simply the best in every way.

The only drawback is that it cannot be used on people or creatures who have been down for too long, that is, those who have been dead for more than one day, which makes Zhu Jinzhen a little regretful.

"Your Highness, how should we deal with them?"

Changsun Wangqing's voice did not cause any emotional fluctuations in Murong Fu and the Beggar Gang members.

He was born and died nearly twenty times, each time more miserable than the last.

Not to mention their psychological defenses, their souls are probably on the verge of collapse.

It’s just death. Who among them hasn’t died seventeen or eighteen times?
"Drag those people from the Beggar Gang to the mass grave and bury them randomly. As for Murong Fu and the others..." Zhu Jinzhen thought about it for a moment. Murong Fu's role was dispensable. If someone wanted to support a puppet, he was completely unnecessary.

"Let's bury them together."

"Thank you, Your Highness. I thank you for your kindness."

When Murong Fu and the other members of the Beggar Gang heard that they were going to be buried, excitement flashed in their dilated pupils. They trembled all over and kowtowed to Zhu Jinzhen repeatedly to express their gratitude.

Everyone had only one thought in their mind: Great, we finally don’t have to suffer the repetitive cycle of birth and death anymore, and we can leave this hell.

Zhu Jinzhen: “.”

Changsun Wangqing: “.”

Li Chengen: “.”

Everyone was shocked by this scene.

They had fought in the battlefields and chopped off countless heads with spears and swords, but this was the first time they had experienced someone who was about to be killed by them excitedly thanking them.

However, considering what Murong Fu and the others had just experienced, it was no wonder that they only wanted to die quickly.

"If I find out that the information, intelligence, and martial arts you just revealed are false, as long as there is even one thing that doesn't match, then don't blame me for having people dig you out again and continue what we were doing just now." Zhu Jinzhen's voice was very calm, but it scared everyone so much that they trembled all over, shaking their heads like sieves and claiming that it was absolutely true.

Murong Fu and the people from the Beggar Gang had no doubt whether Zhu Jinzhen could do it.

They had watched themselves and others being killed, chopped into pieces by a sword, cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, and then resurrected in an instant, more than once or twice.

How dare you play any tricks on Zhu Jinzhen?

Only then did Zhu Jinzhen stand up and leave with satisfaction.

"Okay, send them on their way."

"choke!"

The sharp blade light cut through the night sky behind Zhu Jinzhen, and at the same time cut off the unrealistic ambitions and filth.

Zhu Jinzhen wiped his hands and said as he walked: "With this magical item, Xueyang, I can rest assured that you can conquer the Mongols this time. However, you must have seen the disadvantages of fried eggs. Although it can bring the dead back to life, it can even turn decay into magic and fill the gaps with new life."

"But it's just a façade after all."

"If you encounter an enemy too powerful to resist, please notify me to come and support you."

Teyvat can heal the disabled and bring the dead back to life, making it appear as if a person has just suffered a serious illness, while their Qi cultivation and their own realm will not be affected.

However, the person who was resurrected with the Teyvat Omelette is like a vase that looks golden on the outside but is covered with mottled cracks on the inside. It will shatter completely with just a slight poke.

It can only be regarded as a guarantee of life.

Unless the opponent is at a much lower level than oneself, if one competes with the opponent at the same level, a resurrected person who is only supported by a little blood and energy can easily be killed by the opponent with a casual stroke of true qi or internal force.

"Yes, I will keep it in mind." Cao Xueyang bowed and replied.

"Yimei."

"I will be here." "Next, the secret guards will focus on finding those secret techniques, rare medicines, and exotic fruits that can significantly increase Qi and blood in a short period of time and heal injuries."

"The general will remember it."

Zhu Jinzhen was walking when he suddenly stopped and asked, "Do you think the words of the elder from the Clean Clothes Sect of the Beggar Gang are credible?"

"Your Highness, are you referring to the Eight Diagrams Formation passed down by Marquis Zhuge?"

"Ah."

Zhu Jinzhen nodded, but couldn't help but wonder, "Eight Diagrams of Zhuge Liang have been revealed. What kind of grand spectacle was the Three Kingdoms period at the end of the Han Dynasty? The Eight Diagrams of Gods and Ghosts? Or was it the trend of the Fengyun World and the Gaowu Three Kingdoms?"

This world of martial arts really can give him different surprises and shocks every day.

"I think it's credible." After careful consideration, Changsun Wangqing and others nodded affirmatively.

"If it weren't for the benefits they could gain, and the irresistible benefits, as elders of the Clean Clothes Sect of the Beggars' Sect, they wouldn't have traveled thousands of miles to the Ming Dynasty to join the Ming Dynasty's Beggars' Sect in searching for the whereabouts of the Eight Diagrams."

"Even if they couldn't bear the torture of constant birth and death and wanted to die quickly, they wouldn't reveal it."

"I have reason to believe that this is not groundless."

"Yes, if he can still lie to me under the torture that is a hundred times more terrifying than purgatory, then I will have to look up to him." Zhu Jinzhen sighed. He knew this truth very well.

But the problem is, if the Eight Diagrams of Gods and Ghosts comes out, or if things with the historical background of the Three Kingdoms of Fengyun and Gaowu appear, it means that in addition to what he has discovered now, there are more terrifying things hidden in history.

Think of the scene in the Eight Diagrams of Gods and Demons where Zhuge Liang spit out a mouthful of tea, which turned into an endless raging wave, smashing hundreds of thousands of troops into pieces and leaving corpses everywhere.

For the first time, Zhu Jinzhen felt a sense of urgency.

Previously, he thought that he had thousands of people in the Profound Realm of Finger, tens of thousands of people in the Vajra Realm, hundreds of celestial masters, and several land immortals under his command. In this world of Zongwu, even if the whole world attacked him, he would not be without the ability to resist.

Now it seems that he was still naive.

Zhu Jinzhen gazed at the rising sun in the distance and thought to himself, "The plan of Cang Yun and Tian Ce, the Great Snow Dragon Riders, and even the Twelve Guards of Shaanxi, all of whom are at the Vajra Realm, no, the Profound Realm, should be put on the agenda sooner rather than later."

Once again, he felt that the word "steadiness" indeed meant a lot.

"Your Highness, although this divine object is extremely powerful, it is still cooked food and cannot be kept for a long time. What should we do?" Changsun Wangqing frowned, looking worried.

"Forget about love, you are wrong."

“This is an omelette, but it’s not just any omelette.”

Zhu Jinzhen thought he'd said something rubbish, and quickly added, "Haven't you noticed? Although they're just like regular fried eggs and can fill you up, I've given you so many, and as long as you don't touch them, the greasy smell and color of them haven't changed at all over the place after a few hours."

"Huh? After your Highness's reminder, it seems to be true."

Changsun Wangqing woke up as if from a dream, recalling her experience just now, and found that no matter when she held the Teyvat fried egg, there would always be some residual warmth and fragrance on her hands.

"Then your highness, do you know how long it can be stored?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, it should never change, right?" Zhu Jinzhen was not so sure this time. He had witnessed the high-dimensional suppression of the rules of the game on the rules of heaven and earth in the world of comprehensive martial arts, or the terrifying dominance.

But will the Teyvat Omelette change? Will it expire and go bad?

He really couldn't say for sure.

"Your Highness..."

"We've been working hard all night, Cheng'en, you guys should go down and rest too."

"Yes."

"Wangqing, Xueyang, you two stay."

(End of this chapter)