He didn't know who was coming in the carriage, but like many people in the army, he didn't have much favorable impression of Nantianyuan.
In the world of Southern Dynasties practitioners, Nantianyuan often means being superior, especially for those practitioners who are not very happy. In many cases, Nantianyuan represents the will of the most powerful people in their minds, such as the emperor in the palace.
In fact, most people in the Southern Dynasties admit that the current Xiao Yan is much stronger than the emperors of the previous dynasty. However, the powerful are the powerful, and there is an indescribable gap between them and them.
If the world we live in is different, it will be difficult to get truly close.
Just like Lin Yi, who did not enter Nantianyuan that day, and those classmates at the class reunion.
Before the carriage stopped under the city wall, he turned around and left, slowly walking along the city wall towards the other end of the city.
Lin Yi did not stop on the city wall.
He greeted the carriage, and when it stopped and Wu Guzhi walked out of the carriage, he bowed seriously to the female instructor from Nantianyuan.
"Come with me."
Wu Guzhihe, who was usually stoic in Nantianyuan, nodded to Lin Yi in salute, then crossed the city wall, passed through the field where Lin Yi practiced throwing at night, and came to the Luoshui River.
Arriving at this very windy river, Wu Guzhi still didn't stop. She stepped directly onto a piece of driftwood floating on the water and walked against the waves, which seemed very natural.
Looking at such a scene, Lin Yi felt great respect in his heart. He knew that this not only meant realm, but also meant the ultimate control of true energy.
But he couldn't keep up.
So he stopped and looked helplessly at Wu Guzhi, who looked like the legendary Lingbo Fairy, and said: "Wu Jiaoxi, at least I didn't die in Meishan. Do you want to drown me directly like this now?"
This was not a funny joke, and Wu Gu Zhiyuan didn't like to laugh either. When she heard Lin Yi's words, she just turned around without saying a word and walked back to the shore.
"Do you know what I want you to understand by doing this?" Wu Guzhi walked past him, chose a clean spot on the shore and stopped, and then asked.
"You don't really want to cross the river?"
Lin Yi was a little dazed. He thought that although he was well taken care of by this female instructor at Nantianyuan, he had never taken any of her classes, so he did not understand her teaching style. Could this be her?
Teaching style?
"Do you mean to tell me that you can't step into the same river twice in life?"
Lin Yi looked at her suspiciously, "Or do you want me to swim against the current no matter what difficulties I encounter?"
"You think too much." Wu Guzhi replied to him simply with four words, and then said: "I am just doing this to remind you that although your strength is already good, there is no difference between you and the practitioners who practice true essence.
There is still a big difference between the two saints. Although I don’t know what kind of skills those two saints taught you, which caused you to fight without relying on true energy, but you lost your true energy. Some other practices of the same level
What seems to be very simple to practitioners is simply not something you can do, so compared with equally powerful practitioners, whether you are fighting or doing other things, you will be very limited."
Lin Yi felt that he was thinking too crookedly and couldn't help but want to laugh, but he felt that this was a very serious matter, so he forced himself to hold it back.
"I have thought about these."
He looked at the female instructor from Nantianyuan seriously and knew that she really cared about him, so he answered honestly: "Although my cultivation has improved a bit, I certainly won't be proud."
Wu Guzhi did not reply immediately. She looked at Lin Yi and confirmed that the other party was indeed not being modest in words.
At this time, Lin Yi followed softly, "Otherwise, I wouldn't ask someone to bring back Qi Xinlian and ask for some short spears at the same time."
Wu Guzhi was not pretending to be serious. Her temperament was naturally indifferent. But when she heard Lin Yi's words, she couldn't help but feel a little angry and funny. She couldn't help but shook her head and looked at Lin Yi.
He glanced at it and said, "How can someone ask you to find medicine, and you find half of it, and when you send someone to take it back, you still ask for benefits?"
"It takes a raise of hands, a raise of hands."
Lin Yi suddenly felt embarrassed and laughed awkwardly, "I think he might want to thank me. With his status, if he really wanted to thank me, it would be just a small thing to ask Nantianyuan to help me make some short throwing spears, and this
Isn't it because Nantianyuan must be the best in making utensils in the Southern Dynasty? Just now, Professor Wu, you reminded me that I am very limited without the magical power of true energy, so I have no choice but to use these things to make up for my shortcomings."
"It's the same asking for favors, the same opening once, why not something better." Wu Guzhi replied lightly.
Lin Yi was still a little embarrassed, scratched his head and said, "I'm afraid it will appear too much, so just make it appropriate."
Wu Guzhi was silent for a moment, then nodded and said: "Just remember not to be greedy or insufficient as you are today."
Lin Yi nodded vigorously.
He wanted to say, of course, I'm never very greedy, but facing Wu Guzhi's unsmiling teachings, he also felt that saying these words seemed a bit boring, so he just smiled sheepishly.
But Wu Guzhi's face suddenly turned serious.
"He Xiuxian and Shen Yue are both dead."
She said something in a very low voice, and at the same time, her true energy also caused all kinds of strange sounds in the surrounding air. She came to the riverside so far away from the city wall because she didn't want any practitioners in the city to hear it.
The conversation up to this point.
"Those two saints will not be able to help you any more from now on."
Lin Yi was completely stunned.
Wu Guzhi's voice was extremely low, but it made his forehead buzz.
He Xiuxian Shen Yue It turns out that the old man he happened to meet in the library of Qitian Academy who also had thoughts about Da Jura was Shen Yue, the strongest among the Three Saints of Nantian?
But what he couldn't understand at all was how could two of the three most powerful saints in the south, recognized throughout the world of practitioners in the past few decades, die like this?
"Because he had different political opinions and different ideas about the world, Shen Yue came to Nantianyuan to kill He Xiuxian when his longevity was about to expire. He also died in this battle."
Wu Guzhi had nothing to hide. She looked at Lin Yi solemnly and said softly: "One of the purposes of Nantianyuan's existence was to imprison He Xiuxian. The relocation of Nantianyuan was just to serve these two saints.
The final battle to make room.”
"So that's how it is." Lin realized the change in vitality that night when he left Nantianyuan, and suddenly felt lost.
In fact, he and Shen Yue only met in the library of Qitian College. As for practicing with He, he had never met at all, but he knew very well what kind of changes these two people had on him.
So when he heard that these two people were no longer alive and had died fighting each other, he couldn't even understand his own mood at this time.