"Let him in," Chu Li said.
Princess Anfu glided out and quickly brought Zhao Zhengli in.
Zhao Zhengli looked at him curiously, "Master, can we really rush to the Southwest Barracks?"
Chu Li said, "We need a guide to rush to the Southwest Barracks. Let's return to the capital first and find a general's belongings before we can rush there directly. We can't do it without a guide."
As he finished, he pressed on someone's shoulder and suddenly disappeared. The next moment, he appeared in the Ruyi Temple.
The Ruyi Temple was still quiet. Two eunuchs were sweeping. They were extremely calm at their sudden appearance. They only bowed and pressed their palms together before continuing to sweep. They were indifferent to everything.
Chu Li said, "Anfu, go find a personal belonging of the Southwest General."
"Yes, master," Princess Anfu answered without hesitation and turned to leave.
Zhao Zhengli asked curiously, "Master, what do you want Great General Feng's personal belonging for?"
Chu Li said, "To see if he can be saved."
"Can we still save Great General Feng?" Zhao Zhengli was surprised, "The general has been dead for a few days."
"A few days?" Chu Li asked.
"I think it's been seven or eight days?" Zhao Zhengli thought about it and said, "The news of Great General Feng's death was sent by a secret spy. It spreads very quickly. It will reach father's ears in a day. In addition to father's decree to send people to chase after him, it should be three or four days. We will travel for another three days, so it should be seven or eight days."
Chu Li said, "Then we can still try."
The spiritual energy in this world was abundant so souls dissipated slowly. The eight or nine days should still be there and they could sense it.
"Can we save the general?" Zhao Zhengli was excited.
Chu Li shook his head, "It depends on his fate and whether his body is still there."
He did not want to save Great General Feng or he would have done it long ago. No matter what, as a general, he must have been stained with too much blood. Saving him would not bring much merit.
He was not a savior and could not save everyone. Everyone had their own fate and fate. He could not control and change them all. All he could do was change some people for merit.
He changed the fate of others so he had to bear the pain of being burned. It was unavoidable.
"Master, this is Great General Feng's saber." Princess Anfu floated in with a long saber in her hand.
The scabbard was ordinary, and the hilt was wrapped in dark red silk. It faintly exuded a strong bloody aura. In Chu Li's eyes, the bloody aura was dense, like a ball of fire burning fiercely.
Chu Li took it and slowly pulled it out.
"Ding … …" Like a dragon's cry, the snow-white saber light was like lightning.
Chu Li sized it up and flicked his finger lightly. Once again, a clear ringing sound was heard, lingering in the air.
"It's a good blade." Chu Li nodded.
"This seems to be a gift from Father when General Feng was still a guerilla warfare general." Zhao Zhengli looked at it and nodded. "This is a treasured sword. General Feng always carries it with him. It saved his life. I didn't expect him to forget it."
Chu Li returned the knife to Princess Anfu. "Let's go."
He reached out to hold the two of them and disappeared from Ruyi Temple. The next moment, they appeared on a towering peak.
The wind was strong and cold. At the foot of the peak was a boundless grassland. The lush green grass was like a green mat, fresh and moving. The endless tents on the grassland were like white clouds.
Zhao Zhengli stood on the peak and could only see the endless tents. He nodded. "This is the Southwest Barracks. This peak should be the Peak of the Heavenly King."
Princess Anfu frowned and stared at one place. "They're all covered with white curtains. Indeed, the Great General is gone. Fortunately, we arrived in time and this side has not been affected. If a battle were to break out here, it means that the rest of the military formations have fallen."
Chu Li's gaze fell on a certain spot in the void. He pressed his palms together. "Amitabha!"
He saw a clear figure in the void. The figure was surrounded by a dense murderous aura. External objects could not get close. He floated above the barracks and stared at the barracks. He revealed a melancholic and lonely aura.
He could already sense that this was the Great General of the South Barracks, Feng Qilin. His aura was the same as the blade.
However, Feng Qilin's soul was about to disperse. Once his soul dispersed, only a little spiritual light would enter the cycle of reincarnation. When that happened, he would be helpless. No matter how strong he was, he would not be able to drag his true spirit back from the path of reincarnation.
He originally did not plan to save him. However, when he saw this figure, he felt melancholy and loneliness. He suddenly changed his mind.
"Master?" Princess Anfu asked doubtfully.
Chu Li said, "Go and find the Great General's body!"
"It's not easy to find." Princess Anfu said. "There are many tents of the General in the barracks. It's hard to tell if it's real or fake."
Chu Li smiled and disappeared from the peak with the two of them. The next moment, they appeared in a large tent.
The tent looked simple and unadorned. It was no different from the tents around it. There were six people sitting inside. They were quarreling noisily with each other. Some were even fighting with each other.
The sudden appearance of Chu Li and the others shocked them. They quickly reacted and unsheathed their blades to surround the three of them. The two people who were fighting also reacted and glared at the three of them.
"His Highness the Crown Prince?" A sturdy middle-aged man cried out. "Princess?"
Zhao Zhengli fist saluted and said in a deep voice, "What are the generals doing?"
Princess Anfu looked at the ice coffin in the center. A handsome middle-aged man was lying on the ice. His face was lifelike. His facial features were handsome. His nose was straight and his mouth was square. His eyebrows were like swords. His eyes were closed as if he was asleep.
She looked at Chu Li. "Master, can you still do it?"
Chu Li nodded.
He came to the ice coffin. The six people wanted to stop him but their bodies were bound by an invisible force. It was as if they were tied up. They could only watch as Chu Li came to Feng Qilin. He extended his finger and gently touched the center of his eyebrows.
A faint light flowed and illuminated the tent.
Chu Li retracted his finger and shook his head.
He was indeed impulsive this time. However, after seeing Feng Qilin's pure soul, if he still cared about merit, he would look down on himself and go against his principles.
"Master, can't he be saved?" Princess Anfu saw him shaking his head and asked hurriedly.
Chu Li said, "He will wake up soon."
As soon as he said this, Feng Qilin suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes quickly regained clarity. A gentle force circulated in his body and quickly dispelled the ice and stiffness. He sat up straight. The six people were shocked as they thought he was a zombie.
"Grand General?" A rough middle-aged man tried to call out carefully.
"Elder Tian, how long have I been asleep?" Feng Qilin asked in a deep voice.
The rough middle-aged man hurriedly said, "Grand General, you really came back to life?!"
"Yes, I came back alive!" Feng Qilin scoffed. "Stop nagging. How's the situation outside?"
"Sigh …" Elder Tian shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Feng Qilin stood up and bowed to Chu Li. "Great Master, I can't thank you enough for saving my life!"
He then fist saluted Zhao Zhengli and Princess Anfu.
Chu Li smiled. "This is also the Grand General's good fortune. You are not fated to die."
In fact, Feng Qilin should have died a long time ago. It was just that his destiny was unique. He could often jump out of the shackles of fate and reverse the situation.
Feng Qilin smiled and shook his head. When he turned his head, he quickly hid his smile and said solemnly, "Raise the tent!"
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