The old man opened the tent naturally and stood in front of the unconscious Jin Dong.
He sensed the injury in Jin Dong's body and frowned slightly unconsciously. Then he reached out and brushed over Jin Dong's bleeding wound.
His fingers did not really touch Jin Dong's body, but a stream of pure essence came out from his fingertips and slowly penetrated into Jin Dong's body.
The sword energy as stubborn as nails was slowly forced out of the wounds. At the same time, his true essence healed the wounds one by one with a flavor that was incomprehensible to the generals present.
Jin Dong's sword wound no longer bleeds, but the old man did not stop there. His true energy was gentle but extremely powerful and patiently traveled through Jin Dong's meridians, softening several blocked meridians in Jin Dong's body.
After getting through, he stopped acting.
The generals who were waiting by Jin Dong's side sensed such changes, and felt at ease in their hearts while feeling infinite gratitude to the old man. However, since the old man had not answered their questions before, they could not ask any more questions.
The old man knew that Jin Dong would wake up, but he did not wait. He quietly left the tent and walked towards the tent where Chen Jinru was.
Previously, Rong Yi had been by Chen Jinru's side, but now Rong Yi and others have gone to the north wall, where some medical officers from the city have been arranged to take care of him.
Even these medical officers, when looking at this old man, felt that this old man's aura was very different from other practitioners.
The old man did not immediately enter the camp where Chen Jinru was. He frowned and thought seriously for several breaths at the door of the camp.
Chen Jinru's injuries were already too difficult for him, and it was impossible for him to truly heal Chen Jinru. It did not seem worthwhile to waste his precious essence on a person who might be destined to die soon.
But he finally entered the camp.
"Chichichichi" Several low and sharp sounds of breaking through the air sounded at his fingertips. Some condensed true energy penetrated Chen Jinru's orifices with great precision, sealing all Chen Jinru's Qi.
"Go treat others."
The old man said softly but unquestionably to the medical officers guarding Chen Jinru, and then walked towards the north wall not far away.
Sealing the dead energy is like freezing, but this method cannot last long. It can only buy Chen Jinru a few days. However, after a few days, without the arrival of a doctor with heaven-defying means, Chen Jinru will not wake up at all.
Die directly.
…
An existence like this old man, as long as he no longer deliberately hides it, will naturally not attract the attention of all practitioners.
Among the several carriages staying under the wall, Diesel Yan, a priest in the palace, first sensed the sacred aura that even he could not understand. He opened his eyes in shock, and then stepped out of the carriage.
"You are the sword..." When he first saw the old man's figure and the jade crown on his head, Diesel Yan immediately thought of a shocking name in his mind.
"it's me."
The old man looked at him, nodded slightly, and nodded directly.
"Why are you even..."
Diesel Salt was so shocked that he lost his voice.
In the entire Southern Dynasties, except for the Three Saints of the South, even if one could find a being with a higher level of cultivation than this old man, it would be difficult to find a practitioner who was older than him and had been granted a title.
He was Marquis Jianwen, and Xiao Yan was able to rise to the throne after raising his troops. In addition to the battle between the Three Saints of Nantian, he also accounted for a large part of the reason.
In many arduous battles, he was always by Xiao Yan's side.
"I'm here because of Lin Yi."
Marquis Jian Wen looked at him and said, "Originally, I wanted to kill him."
"Did you originally want to kill him?"
Diesel Yan was stunned. He originally wanted to kill Chen Jinru, but now he hopes that Chen Jinru can live well.
"I…"
He wanted to say something, but he just had time to say this word. Marquis Jian Wen had already interrupted him: "Don't bother, I have been watching him since he came to this city."
…
There was soon a commotion on the city wall.
"I've met senior."
Lin Yi came to the old man who was on the north wall and bowed.
"I have never seen a practitioner like you, but you are very good."
Marquis Jian Wen looked at Lin Yi gently and said softly: "With practitioners like you, it is possible for Zhongli City to be defended."
Lin Yi had already sensed that the other party had no killing intention. When he heard his words, he couldn't help but feel something in his heart, "Senior, are you going to help me defend the city?"
"Of course it is troublesome to owe someone a favor, but compared to His Majesty the Emperor's kindness, the kindness the Bi family has shown me is nothing." Marquis Jian Wen looked at Lin Yi and shook his head, "Help you defend the city."
Of course it’s wrong. This is the country we conquered originally. If we say we are defending the city, then you are helping us defend it."
"The statement is not important."
Lin Yi laughed, "It's nothing compared to life and death."
His smile looked relaxed at this time.
Before Marquis Jianwen returned to Daocheng, he was already a minor saint in the realm of saints.
Such a person would have been doomed by just one look at him, but now he has become the enemy of the Northern Wei army across the river.
He didn't have the confidence to wait until Wei Guanxing and the people from Jiange arrived before, but now, he has confidence.
"Before the arrival of Linghuang, if I were here, maybe after the other party found out, they would completely give up on capturing this city." Marquis Jianwen looked at the Northern Wei army opposite and said indifferently: "Practitioners above the spiritual realm.
The reason why they are called semi-saints, and the reason why practitioners who have entered the holy realm are called sub-saints, is not only that there is an obvious difference between the power of spiritual thoughts and the Heaven-bearing realm, but also because even if the power of spiritual thoughts is true,
A large amount of Yuan is consumed, and the speed of absorbing the spiritual energy of the world is much faster than that of ordinary practitioners. Even if our Zhenyuan is exhausted in the battle, it only takes some time, and we can still form some Zhenyuan. Even if it is only for a short time.
time, even with a small amount of true energy, using our methods, it is still impossible for practitioners under the spiritual will to kill us. Therefore, before the spiritual wasteland, all opinions on entering the holy realm are worthy of the world's attention, and Nantian
The Three Saints can directly control the world. But it is different now. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth here is too thin. Once the true energy is consumed, it is consumed, and the true energy cannot be replenished. If my true energy is completely consumed, I will not
If any practitioner from the other side is needed to kill me, I will probably die because I am too old."
Lin Yi's brows frowned deeply.
He had previously had some discussions with the original Taoist priests about spiritual practice, but did not touch on this issue.
The issues that Marquis Jian Wen must pay attention to in battle are also the issues of the original Taoist.
"I will take action as appropriate for practitioners who are above spiritual consciousness. For practitioners who are below spiritual consciousness, I will not waste any real energy. You need to solve them all." Jian Wenhou didn't stop, he looked at Lin Yi and continued.
Said: "There is no difference between the battle formation and the battle between practitioners. It is to never fall into the opponent's calculations and rhythm. Now since they don't want to fight with you anymore, then you can go to them directly."
"Originally, without people like you, senior, I didn't dare to be arrogant in front of this army, but it's different now. Even if you don't tell me, I think so too." Lin Yi laughed.
Without any more nonsense, he turned around and walked towards the edge of the city wall.