On the road, Ding Ling inquired if there were any Great dicines in the mountains.
Hua Tuo understood what Ding Ling ant:
"No."
He sighed:
"Even if there were, they would be impossible to find in a short ti. Any conspicuous Great dicines have long been picked by hunters and dicine gatherers who live at the foot of the mountains. They earn their living by picking Great dicines. Their experience in gathering herbs is extrely rich.
Especially as the years of warfare drag on.
The number of Martial Artists has skyrocketed.
The demand for Great dicines has risen crazily!
The dicine gatherers have nearly harvested all the obvious Great dicines clean.
Even when I sotis urgently need so Great dicines to treat people, it’s hard to find them."
"I see."
Zhao Yun understood:
"No wonder we haven’t seen a single Great dicine along the way."
Ding Ling and Zhao Yun are both Military Generals.
The Cultivation Breathing Technique requires Great dicines.
While traveling through the deep forest, they inevitably watch the surroundings for any herbs.
Unfortunately.
They didn’t see a single one.
Even the lucky Zhao Yun couldn’t find any.
Naturally, Ding Ling also gained nothing.
This demonstrates that Hua Tuo was entirely correct.
The wars in recent years have truly harvested all visible and discoverable Great dicines!
"Indeed."
Hua Tuo sighed:
"The true Great dicines are now hidden in the treasure vaults of so great families. They lack neither money nor manpower, so Great dicines are hard to find in the market. You used to be able to buy them.
But as the chaos deepens.
As soon as a Great dicine appears, the eyes of the great families imdiately notice, report to their superiors, and then quickly purchase them.
Because of the increasingly frantic stockpiling of Great dicines by the great families.
The market price of Great dicines remains high.
I can’t afford them anymore.
Even so sowhat precious herbs are too expensive for .
I have no choice but to enter the deep mountains and forests to pick them myself."
He glanced at Ding Ling and Zhao Yun, laughed heartily, quite delighted:
"As the ancient saying goes, ’Blessings and misfortunes are intertwined!’ It seems like bad luck hit , but eting you two isn’t a blessing? It seems there is destiny in the unseen world.
Accumulate enough rit, and Heaven will help too."
"..."
Ding Ling didn’t have the heart to discourage Hua Tuo, just nodded silently.
In this age where rituals and music are on the verge of collapse, those who are not ruthless often struggle to survive.
Liu Bei appears rciful, but he can strike at his adopted son, make a subtle move when Lü Bu surrenders, and shatter his child in front of everyone... All of which show that he possesses great wisdom and courage, not to ntion his determination, decisiveness, resilience, and excellent ability to unite people, all are first-class.
How could such a person truly be a high-minded person like Hua Tuo who serves the people?
Though Hua Tuo was so virtuous, he ultimately t his end at Cao ngde’s hands.
It can only be said that it’s difficult for good people to live long in chaotic tis.
How ’vicious’ is Jia Xu?
Yet he lived to over seventy, dying a natural death!
Unless good people, like Tong Yuan and others, live in seclusion, not ddling in worldly disputes.
Otherwise, when contending with a group of villains in Magical Battles, good people often get defeated or killed by evil people due to their kindness, etc.
Ding Ling has his own principles and values.
He certainly respects and admires good people like Hua Tuo and is willing to engage with such people.
But he will never beco such a person.
Especially in chaotic tis.
He does not wish to die young!
...
The road was difficult and winding.
And they were caught in a heavy rain.
The three of them, along with eight horses, got drenched.
By the ti they erged from the deep mountains and reached a farr’s house at the foot for shelter, it was already dark.
The three of them stayed there for the night.
The next day.
Ding Ling gave the farr so money and was about to leave.
Clatter, clatter!
Along with shouting, the thunderous sound of hooves ca from afar.
The galloping horses moved quickly.
As soon as Ding Ling and the others led their horses out of the farr’s yard and mounted them,
a group of people had already charged up to Ding Ling and the others.
"Are these the three?"
This group was clad in solid armor, wearing helts, each was tall and burly, holding long spears.
The leader, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, full of whiskers, held a large hamr, looking majestic and fierce.
He gripped the reins with one hand, pointing his hamr at Ding Ling and the others, looking at a soldier at his side:
"Are you sure it’s them who stole our horses?"
The soldier, timid and less than seven feet tall, compared to the other Great Han, looked like a scholar. Faced with the leader’s questioning, he shook with fear and instinctively nodded.
The leader laughed, hamr in hand pointed at Ding Ling and the others:
"Did you hear that? You’d better scram if you know what’s good for you! Otherwise, you’ll be in trouble!"
He glared, eyes wide as if Thunder God was angry, roaring, like a lion raging, his eyes glowing fiercely, like a venomous snake squinting, ready to pounce at any mont.
A person with three kinds of complex expressions intertwined and fused.
It can be seen that this person must be a capricious person.
Ding Ling raised an eyebrow, quite displeased:
"We don’t know each other. Isn’t it too much to falsely accuse us out of thin air!"
If Hua Tuo weren’t present,
Ding Ling would have already drawn his bow and shot down the group.
As the killings increased.
Constantly competing with famous generals in the realm.
Ding Ling’s mindset has subtly changed unknowingly.
Becoming more confident, calm, and decisive in killing!
"Hahaha..."
The leader was stunned, then laughed heartily, as if hearing the most ridiculous joke in the world, but suddenly, he stopped laughing, looked at Ding Ling with a sullen face, and said sinisterly:
"Do you not recognize ?"
"Why should I know you?"
Ding Ling was perplexed:
"Who do you think you are?"
"..."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yun imdiately gripped his Dragon Gall Silver Spear tightly.
Hua Tuo, sensing sothing amiss, imdiately stepped forward, greeted the leader without arrogance, and said:
"General, we are just passing by, strangers eting by chance, it’s impossible we stole your horses. These horses were brought by my two young friends from the Si Li Region."
"Si Li Region?"
The leader sneered disdainfully:
"This is Nanyang, separated by layers of mountains from Si Li! And you tell you ca from Si Li, do you really take for a fool?"
"It’s true."
Hua Tuo said solemnly:
"Moreover, even if my two young friends didn’t take the mountain road. To bring horses from Si Li to Nanyang, there are many paths. Why are you so sure we stole your horses?"
"Alas."
The leader sighed, suddenly clamped the horse’s belly, causing the horse to gallop forward in pain.
The leader then swung his large hamr, smashing it heavily towards Hua Tuo’s head, grinning ferociously:
"Old chap, refusing the toast only to drink the forfeit. You’re almost in the grave. What are you doing acting heroic?"
The wind from the hamr was fierce, filled with Evil Qi!
Hua Tuo was dumbfounded, instinctively ready to use Ascending Skill to retreat, but couldn’t be quicker than the horse!
Seeing Hua Tuo about to be struck down.
Swoosh!
An arrow suddenly shot out from the side.
Through whistling whirlwinds crossing the void, with a crisp pfft.
The arrow hit the leader’s forehead directly, penetrating more than two inches deep!
The entire arrowhead deeply embedded into the person’s skull.
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