Dressing as Ziwei makes the Qing Dynasty more powerful

The boy made a face at him and said, "No, you are my father and she is my mother. You can't abuse me, or I will complain!"

After he finished speaking, he frowned and looked at Fu Kang'an seriously. He stretched out his chubby white fingers and gently poked Fu Kang'an's cheek, muttering, "Daddy, you are so weak. How can you protect mother like this?"

Fukang'an was speechless. He didn't expect that he would be looked down upon by a little brat.

At this moment, the boy suddenly placed his tender little hand on the top of his head, and then, an extremely rich wood spiritual energy continuously flowed into his body from his palm.

Fu Kang'an was startled and quickly activated his technique, guiding this powerful spiritual energy into his meridians. Soon, his previously depleted meridians were instantly filled, and his cultivation level showed signs of a breakthrough. Circle after circle, as time passed, with a bang, Fu Kang'an's cultivation level successfully broke through a level.

Seeing this, the boy struggled to get off him. Fukang'an didn't dare to delay and quickly sat down on the ground and began to stabilize his cultivation.

At this time, the boy held Ziwei with his other hand and said in a baby voice, "Mom, you should sit down and practice too. My son's spiritual energy is very sufficient. If I run out of spiritual energy, remember to plant my body in the soil."

Ziwei was stunned and blurted out a question, "True form? Are you really that tree that has become a spirit?"

The boy stuck out his tongue. "That tree is my true form, but it was your and Dad's spiritual energy that saved me. Otherwise, I would have been waiting to die. Mom, sit down quickly. Your cultivation must be higher than Dad's, otherwise he will easily bully you. I've seen many women being bullied by men. They are all too weak."

Ziwei couldn't help but laugh and cry when she heard this, but still, at his urging, she sat cross-legged and began to practice the exercises.

However, she had forgotten the special phenomenon of green light appearing on her body during her practice. As the technique was activated, Ziwei gradually began to emit a faint green light. This light became brighter and brighter, even illuminating the surrounding space. Fu Kang'an heard the movement, opened his eyes, and looked at Ziwei in surprise.

"Dad, hurry up and stabilize your cultivation and don't be distracted." The boy glared at him unhappily, and Fu Kang'an had to continue practicing.

The people around them were already stunned, staring at them dumbfoundedly, not knowing what to say. What happened today was truly shocking, beyond their imagination.

Everyone originally thought that it was shocking enough that the boy was a tree spirit, but they did not expect that the general and the princess would be so casual and disregard etiquette and just sit on the ground and close their eyes to rest.

What was even more surprising was that the princess's body emanated a green light, as if countless plants were swaying in the sun, and her powerful vitality made them feel a passionate power.

Cao De stared at everything in front of him in amazement. He was very close and could clearly hear their previous conversation. It turned out that the boy was the spirit of the tree, and the princess and General Fucha were practicing some mysterious skills.

His heart was filled with fear and helplessness. Ever since the two men appeared, things had been spiraling out of control, completely out of his control. Now, facing such inhuman beings, he felt insignificant and powerless. How could he resist?

The Green Lotus Art flowed through Ziwei's body like the Yangtze River. Each cycle further expanded and strengthened her meridians. When Ziwei opened her eyes again, her cultivation had already stabilized at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

Fukang'an had stopped practicing long ago. Seeing that Ziwei was still immersed in practice, he walked out of the transparent barrier set up by the boy alone.

Facing the people who were watching them quietly and intently, Fu Kang'an said with a serious expression, "I believe everyone has witnessed what just happened. The smallpox virus problem now finally has a solution, but this requires all of us to obey the princess's instructions and implement them conscientiously."

At this time, a burly man stood up and asked in a muffled voice, "General, do those who died of illness really have to be cremated? Isn't it enough to just bury them deep in the ground? At worst, we can choose a cemetery farther away."

His remarks caused the people to whisper and murmur.

Fu Kang'an looked at the crowd fiercely, and with a little inner strength, he shouted loudly: "What's more important, the living or the dead? These plague viruses buried underground will only poison the land and infect more people. Only by cremating them can the viruses they carry be completely eliminated."

His voice echoed in the air, causing the people to fall into deep thought.

Then, his tone softened. He looked up at the sky, his eyes gleaming with determination as he slowly spoke, "I believe their spirits in heaven would certainly not want to see their loved ones infected with this virus again. Their souls will not dissipate with the passing of their bodies; they will live forever in your hearts."

These words touched everyone present, and some shed silent tears of emotion. Finally, someone stood up and said, "General, we will all listen to the princess. Let's all go back and carry the body out of the city!"

Fu Kang'an nodded with satisfaction, and sweeping his gaze over the crowd, he solemnly instructed, "Everyone must pay attention to personal protection. Any items used must be sterilized by boiling water. Always cover your mouth and nose, and avoid gathering. Burn more mugwort herbs at home to kill bacteria. As long as we work together, we will surely overcome this disaster."

The people nodded and said they would strictly follow Fukangan's instructions.

After the people dispersed, Fu Kang'an stared at Cao De with cold eyes, "I'll leave the rest to you, Lord Cao. If you dare to do anything again, I don't mind letting you feel the feeling of being burned by fire."

He snapped his fingers, and a cluster of blazing flames appeared at his fingertips.

Cao De was so scared that he screamed "Mom" and knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately, "General Fucha, I really don't dare anymore." Is this still a human being?

The servants beside them were also filled with fear. Madam Cao looked at Cao De with heartache, broke free from the servants and knelt on the ground, "General, this is all my fault. Please punish me and spare my husband."

Cao De glanced at her impatiently and said, "Shut up!" This tactless woman, in this situation, how could a woman like her take over?