Chapter 68: Eight Gates Broken, Fighting for the Lights of Thousands of Houses

"You are the follower around Li Ling back then, right?"

After hearing Chu Zhaoyuan's words, the old man slowly turned his head over and looked at Chu Zhaoyuan without any emotion in his pair of somewhat cloudy eyes.

This Zhu Huai is at least nine feet long, with gray hair and a snow-white beard on his chin that reaches to his chest, like the tip of a pen that has not yet been dipped in ink.

Although his face was thin and his skin was loose, his frame alone still gave him a breathtaking power.

"I didn't expect that General Zhu would still remember me."

Chu Zhaoyuan looked honored when he heard this.

In fact, except for meeting once in prison when they were young, Chu Zhaoyuan and the old man had never seen each other again.

This is the second meeting between the two.

"Of course I remember."

"You clamored to ask your father and Li Ling to let me go and ask me to be your general of Chu. Later, they often sent people to bring me food and wine for sixty years. He is an interesting little guy."

The old man was talking to himself while looking Chu Zhaoyuan up and down.

"I didn't expect that the young master back then would be older than the last time Li Ling saw me."

Zhu Huai was very emotional.

King Zhao grinned when he heard this.

At this moment, his smile does not look like that of a father or a monarch, but more like that of an energetic young man.

"Not too old either."

After seeing this smile, Zhu Huai nodded indifferently.

"boom!"

At this moment, the Blood Demon Ancestor, the first Zhenwu and Zhenye all launched their killing moves towards Zhu Huai who had his back turned to them.

The turbulent aura fluctuations in an instant seemed to tear the whole world apart.

However, King Zhao, Chu Die, and Master Chongyang, who were blocked by Zhu Huai, were not affected at all. They only felt that this area was like a peaceful harbor in the storm.

Zhu Huai never looked back from the beginning to the end.

Just when the blow was about to hit, his arms suddenly stretched back as if he were moving his muscles.

"boom!……"

What everyone didn't expect was that after a simple chest expansion action, Zhu Huai's originally dry skin suddenly expanded in an instant. On his back, which was as broad as a bear demon, a picture outlined by muscle lines suddenly appeared. , like a ghost-like face.

At the same time, a wave of breath caused by the power of pure energy and blood suddenly exploded.

"boom!"

At this time, the three-headed monsters struck Zhu Huai in the back with a joint attack.

But the result was that it only shattered Zhu Huai's prison uniform, completely revealing the grimace-like muscle lines on his back. Other than that, it didn't even damage his flesh.

On the contrary, the three-headed monsters flew backward several feet due to the huge force of the shock.

Seeing this scene, Monk Chongyang of Prajna Temple froze with his face as if it had turned to stone.

"What an amazing physique is this?"

After a while, he murmured.

As a monk, he also pays attention to physical training. He knows very well how much effort it takes to build a physical body like that of Old General Zhu Huai, and what kind of inhuman hardship it takes.

After seeing this scene, Princess Chu Die, who was supported by King Zhao, finally understood why her father wanted to gamble with her own life and the fate of the country on the person in front of her.

However, after Zhu Huai blocked the blow, his expression remained as calm as ever, as if he had just swatted away a fly.

He still did not turn around to look at the Blood Demon Ancestor and the two leaders of the Fire Cloud Temple. Instead, while relaxing his muscles and bones, he curiously asked King Zhao:

"What makes you think that I will take action for you, the King of Chu?"

King Zhao shook his head when he heard this, then smiled and said:

"From the first time I met you, General Zhu, I knew that you, Mr. Zhu, would not be used by my great Chu."

Zhu Huai frowned slightly when he heard this, and then said coldly:

"Now that you know it, why do you dare to set up this trap?"

King Zhao looked at Zhu Huai calmly and said:

"Because I know that the war god Zhu Huai, who once voluntarily imprisoned himself in the Wangchuan Prison for thirty thousand defeated soldiers, will never abandon the people of this former land of Great Xia."

"And you also know very well that if I die today, there will be great chaos in Chu State, and thousands, tens of thousands, or even millions of people will be displaced and die tragically in other places."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Huai asked with a cold face:

"So, you are threatening me with the lives of these people?"

Upon hearing this, King Zhao nodded without any excuse and said:

"yes."

King Zhao's magnanimity made the anger on Zhu Huai's face lessen.

"I can take action once, but I won't be the Martial God of Chu State, let alone fight for your Chu State royal family."

As Zhu Huai spoke, he turned around and faced the Blood Demon Ancestor and the two demon monks who were attacking him again.

And just when he was about to take action, he heard King Zhao behind him suddenly say:

"Mr. Zhu, look down."

After hearing this, Zhu Huai raised his eyes and looked below the star-catching platform.

Under the dim sky, one could vaguely see the lights of various houses in the capital, as well as the rising smoke.

After hundreds of years, Zhu Huai saw the lights of thousands of families again.

His cloudy and dull eyes suddenly became alive again at this moment.

In his mind, he once again recalled the promise he made to his father when he took over the Nanming Lihuo Gun: "Father, I swear to heaven that the Nanming Lihuo Gun in my hand will not fight for the powerful, not for the princes, not for the royal power, but only for the people of Daxia!"

At this time, King Zhao's voice sounded again:

"Old Zhu, I asked you to come out, not to force you to be the God of War of my Great Chu, nor to make you loyal to my Chu royal family. I want you to become the God of War of all the human beings on this land, fight for the lights of thousands of families, fight to end the war in Youyuntian for thousands of years, and fight to drive out the monsters of Jiuyuan!"

Hearing this, Zhu Huai's almost numb heartstrings were finally touched.

He raised his arm, opened his palm, and said without looking back:

"Give me the Lihuo Order!"

King Zhao was overjoyed, and immediately handed a token that had been prepared in his sleeve to Zhu Huai.

This Lihuo Order is not only the token for controlling the Lihuo Formation, but also the token for unlocking the seal of the Lihuo Gun.

Zhu Huai's willingness to accept this item is equivalent to accepting the recruitment. How can King Zhao not be happy?

At this moment, Jingkong, the abbot of Huoyun Temple, who was fighting with Taoist Huang Lao outside the imperial city not far away, suddenly shouted: "Zhenwu, Zhenye, catch up!"

"Swoosh!"

Almost at the same time as Jingkong's voice sounded, two black lights flashing with blood fell from the clouds and hit Zhenwu and Zhenye directly.

Zhenwu and Zhenye, after feeling the power contained in the two black lights, both showed ecstasy on their faces.

Then, the abbot Jingkong said again:

"Blood Demon Ancestor, Zhu Huai has been trapped in Wangchuan Prison for hundreds of years. His blood and qi have dried up and his bones and muscles have aged. You and my two disciples can kill him with a combined attack!"

"After the success, Huoyun Temple can share a hundred years of luck with the Chu State!"

Hearing this, the Blood Demon Ancestor was refreshed. He had been a little discouraged, but he once again mobilized all his magic power in his body, preparing to give Zhu Huai a fatal blow.

After hearing this, Zhu Huai laughed wildly:

"Bald donkey Jingkong, you said that my blood and energy are dry and my bones are old? Even if I am old and only have one breath left, you demons, don't even think about making trouble in my hometown of Daxia!"

After saying this, he suddenly crushed the Lihuo Order in one hand, raised his other hand high, and shouted angrily:

"Gun!!!"

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Today I can only write three chapters. I had to go out for something in the evening. I owe one chapter first, and I will update five chapters tomorrow.