Marquis Jian Wen felt the overwhelming force of vitality, but his expression remained unchanged.
His left hand shrouded in his left sleeve quietly lifted up, as if he was carrying an invisible heavy object.
On the pontoon behind the dozen or so practitioners, a flying sword quietly flew upwards.
This flying sword is full of wood grain, and its color is similar to that of ordinary dead wood. It is unknown when it lurked behind the more than ten practitioners. At this time, following Jian Wenhou's intention, it slanted towards
It flew up, light and motionless without any strong vitality, and it was not until it was more than ten feet away from those practitioners that the dozen Northern Wei practitioners realized its existence.
The faces of these dozen practitioners instantly became extremely ugly.
At this time, the vitality force they jointly blasted was already very close to Jian Wenhou, but they knew that it was impossible to be as fast as Jian Wenhou.
"I'm going!"
A cultivator gritted his teeth and made a decision. He turned around and rushed directly towards the flying sword.
He didn't expect to be able to deal with this flying sword, he just wanted to block it for a moment.
When this flying sword pierces his flesh and blood, all the remaining true energy in his body will explode on this flying sword.
However, when he pounced on the flying sword, before his body really came into contact with the flying sword, the flying sword had already fallen from in front of him.
The moment the flying sword fell, he did not sense any terrifying aura from the sword.
"Fake sword!"
He reacted and screamed in horror.
The moment the horrifying screams rang out, the nine cultivators simultaneously let out hissing sounds.
This sound, similar to the leaking of a sheepskin valve, came from the throats of the nine practitioners.
A black flying sword floated down from the night, instantly cutting off the life of these nine practitioners at a speed that even spiritual practitioners like Diesel Salt could not catch.
The nine practitioners hit the pontoon or the water below like stone piles.
The moment the cultivator who wanted to block the fake sword with his body turned around, he saw that he was the only one standing around him. His whole body was cold to the bone, and at the same time, he watched the condensed vitality and power of these cultivators in the sword.
Wen Hou suddenly collapsed in front of him.
The collapsed vitality was still extremely abundant, like a real tide hitting Jian Wenhou and Lin Yi.
It's just that the air waves are overflowing, which can only blow the corners of their clothes and stir their hair, as soft as real water.
The surviving cultivator of the Northern Wei Dynasty looked at Jian Wenhou in disbelief, looking at the black flying sword that disappeared into the night sky again. Even if such a picture appeared so clearly in front of him, he still couldn't believe Jian Wenhou.
Such a half-saint would also use such pseudo-sword tactics.
Marquis Jianwen himself also felt a little emotional.
He was already very unfamiliar with Yushi Feijian.
It's just that he must cherish his true energy.
The collapsed but still surging vitality force slapped Lin Yi's body. While Lin Yi was shaking slightly, he felt that his body was very cold.
The energy that hit him was like cold water falling into dry sand, all absorbed by his body.
The large amount of vitality that poured into his body instantly was like ice-cold water mixing with his hot blood, colliding, and then transforming.
These transformed airflows no longer converged towards his Dantian, but instead rushed into his wounds.
The pain in his wound was greatly reduced.
His eyes also became clear instantly.
He is a little hungry.
Before the Northern Wei army attacked the city wall with ordnance, he had eaten very much, but with the heavy consumption of physical strength, he had been hungry very quickly. At this time, Yuan Yichong, the surging queen, intuitively felt that his wounds were
While it was beneficial, it also made him feel very hungry.
The combination of true energy and his inner energy can bring great benefits to him, but it only makes him need more food to replenish his energy.
After he talked about spiritual practice with Marquis Jian Wen, he had a clearer understanding of the concept of achieving the same goal through different paths. People have been eating grains as their staple food since ancient times, and grains can naturally replenish vitality. However, grains are too mild for those elixirs of heaven and earth.
That's why later practitioners will naturally take the path of absorbing the spiritual energy of the elixir of heaven and earth. When the elixir of heaven and earth is not enough, the techniques studied by countless generations of practitioners are like turning themselves into the elixir of heaven and earth.
Draw the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from between heaven and earth.
All the true energy techniques are like learning from those elixirs of heaven and earth, and are methods of extracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as quickly as possible.
From this point of view, it is not difficult to understand the path taken by the Great Kura.
Although the energy of grains is meager and the amount of vitality it can replenish is minimal, the Dajula Gong method studies how to replenish it by quantity, how to eat as much as possible, accumulate less into more, and squeeze out the available vitality.
The Dajuluo ration should be a special case among the five grains.
"Rongyi! Ration!"
He shouted towards Zhongli City behind him.
At this time, there were killing sounds everywhere in Zhongli City. At least 20,000 Northern Wei troops entered the city. Most of the people he saw at this time were Northern Wei people. He didn't know if Rong Yi was still alive at this time, but he
He knew that if Rong Yi was alive and could hear his voice, Rong Yi would definitely come to meet him with food rations.
He was a little out of breath at this time. Although he shouted loudly, it was easily covered by the killing sounds.
"Rongyi! Ration!"
Diesel Yan didn't understand the meaning of Lin Yi's words, but without even thinking about it, he directly stirred up his true energy and shouted loudly.
His shout was like muffled thunder, rolling through the clouds above Zhongli City.
Bai Yuelu stopped.
She heard Rong Yi and Diesel Yan drinking one after another, because at this time she and Qi Zhuji and others behind her were not far from the city wall where Lin Yi was, but listening to such sounds, she took a deep breath,
She suddenly thought of where Rong Yi might be.
…
Rong Yi is still alive.
He didn't hear Lin Yi's shout, but he heard the thundering sound of diesel fuel and salt.
He understood immediately that Lin Yi needed Dajuluo rations.
It's just that he is very sad now. He feels that he may not be able to deliver the Dajuluo rations to Lin Yi so quickly.
He looked at Chen Jinru who was unconscious on the straw mat in front of him, and felt even more sad.
He is in a shabby house.
This dilapidated house is not far from a camp area in the city where wounded soldiers are placed.
Not long ago, an army of the Northern Wei Dynasty swept through the camp area, and a fierce battle broke out. All the Southern Dynasty sergeants in the camp area were dispersed.
When he saw the fire in the camp from a distance, he rushed over immediately without thinking.
He really saved Chen Jinru.
But there was no joy in his heart.
Because he was able to save Chen Jinru, not because of the desperate defense of some Southern Dynasty soldiers, but when he arrived, Chen Jinru was lying among the corpses on the ground among the several broken tents. He was still alive, but
Because he was so seriously injured, the Northern Wei sergeants probably thought he was dead and did not notice his existence at all.
The military advisor of the Chen family in the Southern Dynasty was once a prominent and powerful figure, and how important he was to the entire Southern Dynasty. However, now he is like a shabby mat on the battlefield and does not attract attention at all.
This is what makes him sad.
He knew in his heart that Chen Jinru might not be able to survive in such a Zhongli city, but listening to Chen Jinru's extremely weak breathing, he was reluctant to let such a person die so lonely.
(I was also a little sad, because I found that I seemed to have missed an important person, Lin Yi’s coachman, Yu Zengxu, who he called uncle. This is an important person, but I ignored whether he was escorting the car with Qi Zhuji and the others, or with Qi Zhuji and the others.
Where is Wei Guanxing and others together? I have to go through each chapter to find out. This is my fault...but the plot must be remedied, otherwise I will really dig a hole for myself. Please remind me if you have any impressions.