"Lin Yi, his medicinal powder looks more powerful than your medicinal ingredients." Qi Zhuji looked at it calmly.
The elixir bottle that Li Daoyuan took out was a pure silver bottle, but the medicinal powder that was spilled was white with a hint of yellow.
The efficacy of the medicinal powder was astonishing. Just a shallow layer of it, and the bleeding on the three people's backs immediately stopped.
"This is Imperata Imperata Muscle Powder, an elixir that only the generals of the Northern Wei Dynasty had."
Lin Yi smelled a sweet and greasy smell, and his heart suddenly moved, "Is this Li Daoyuan's home?"
Qi Zhuji said softly: "His father joined the army from the Central Military Commission and was also a frontier soldier in the early years. Moreover, his father's teacher was Dr. Youguanglu Fu Fusheng, so he and Xie Suichun can call him brothers."
In the sixth year of Tianjian, there were originally fifty-three new students in Nantianyuan. On the first day, two were eliminated, and Chen Pingluo was beheaded, so there were exactly fifty.
There were only a few dozen mounted guerrilla cavalry troops on the road down the mountain from Nantianyuan, but there were at least hundreds of unmanned military horses.
Except for the deputy general, the other generals did not mount their horses.
"This is the speed of changing horses and driving on the road."
When Lin Yi saw this posture, he felt some sympathy for the three classmates with whip wounds on their backs, knowing that they were destined to suffer.
Sure enough, after they mounted their horses, the deputy general and the rest of the cavalry dispersed, engulfing them and the spare horses, and quickly started galloping.
These military horses have been trained for a long time, and they can maintain their formation and move forward at almost full speed without any deliberate effort.
The Imperata Imperata Muscle Powder is already one of the best wound medicines on the battlefield, but after all, Xinchuang cannot withstand such a bumpy situation. The three people leaned on their horses, and soon blood started to flow from their backs.
However, these sergeants turned a blind eye and did not stop to rest at all. They waited until nightfall, when they were almost invisible, and then the deputy general in front gave an order to stop and set up camp.
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At night, Nantianyuan was completely silent, with all the lights out.
Not only all the students, but also all the teachers seemed to have left the hospital.
However, for some reason, the troops at the foot of Minggu Mountain gathered more and more.
The previous general who was responsible for welcoming the new students in Tianjian for six years, with a terrible scar on his left cheek, was just one of the more and more generals gathering together.
Under the gentle moonlight, there was a unique metallic sound like someone stepping on snow on the mountain road.
The sound was not loud, but the military horse that followed the sound was exceptionally tall. Together with the rider on the saddle, the whole body exuded a cold bronze luster, as if it were cast from metal.
Although many generals were ordered to do so, they still had no idea why they were leading their troops to besiege the Nantian Institute. It was not until these star-casting heavy armored cavalry appeared that these generals were finally sure that something they could not imagine would happen today.
In addition to the strongest heavy-armored cavalry that followed the emperor in his southern and northern campaigns, there were also many horse-drawn carriages scattered along the mountain forests and field roads outside Minggu Mountain.
The interior of these carriages is very quiet, but under the moonlight, the air outside these carriages occasionally produces an indescribable twist.
These are the traces produced in the world by powerful practitioners when they think.
However, even with the gathering of these powerful armies and many powerful practitioners, only one person actually went up the mountain to be hospitalized.
This man walked up to the middle of Minggu Mountain in the moonlight and arrived in front of the deserted garden.
When he passed through the decayed bamboo fence of the abandoned garden, the knee-deep grass on both sides of the stone path fell like water, towards the stone house in the center of the abandoned garden.
This man was originally tall and thin, but he looked even taller when he was lying on the grass.
But when the moonlight fell on his face, it reflected the many deep wrinkles on his face, showing his age.
He was the old man from Qitian College that day.
There is also an old man in the stone house at the end of the stone path.
It's just that this old man is wearing luxurious brocade clothes and his long silver hair is like silver. Compared with him, he looks much younger.
The silver-haired old man in the stone house raised his head gracefully. He saw clearly the face of the tall and thin old man on the stone path. He was not surprised at all. He just smiled with satisfaction and said, "Shen Yue, you are finally here."
The tall and thin old man walked quietly to the stone house and then nodded in courtesy.
"Shen Yue, the strongest among the Three Saints in the South, is about to die." The silver-haired old man in the stone house said.
He had already said this once, but when he said it again this time, his tone was particularly emotional.
The tall and thin old man whom he called Shen Yue raised his head and said calmly: "Everyone is mortal."
"It's just that after you die, the world will be very different." The silver-haired old man also said lightly, "As long as you are still alive, the spiritual wilderness is nothing, but after you die, among the three saints in the south, the one standing next to Xiao Yan , there will be no one left, and the Northern Wei Dynasty will no longer need to worry too much."
"One person cannot decide the whole world." Shen Yue said quietly.
"If people like us can't decide the whole world, then what's the point of practicing?" The silver-haired old man laughed, with a face full of mockery, "Why do you have to come here to meet me before you die?"
"He Xiuxian, I think differently from you. I came here just because I thought that letting you die with me would save you a lot of trouble." Shen Yue shook his head.
"So the vows made will no longer count?" The silver-haired old man He Xiuxian looked at him, his eyes gradually becoming cold.
"After I die, the oath will naturally cease to exist." Shen Yue nodded, "Before I die, I should resolve all my worries."
"I have thought about the possibility of us meeting again countless times, but the most likely thing is that when I received the letter of the bet between you and me before you died, I was sure that you were going to die and you would come." He Xiuxian met. Looking at Shen Yue expressionlessly, "But do you know, since I know your intentions, why do I still pass on my skills to that young man?"
"Because you don't admit defeat." Shen Yue said calmly, "You always want to beat me once. This is your biggest weakness."
"You are wrong." He Xiuxian smiled and shook his head, "I taught that boy just because I was sure that the boy was not the same type of person as you."
Shen Yue frowned slightly.
He Xiuxian looked at him even more proudly and said, "You think that boy looks like you when you were young, but I am sure that boy looks more like me."
Shen Yue was silent for a moment, and then said: "Those are very far away things. As powerful as you are, you can't change things in this world. Those young people... who knows what possibilities they have?"
"You are right, but even if I lose to you too many times in my life, it does not mean that in the world without you, some of the arrangements I have made will lose to you again. This world is with you and without you, It really makes a big difference.”
He Xiuxian slowly raised his head and looked at the starry sky. His tone was full of indescribable confidence, "At least the entire Northern Wei Dynasty will walk as I imagined."
When his voice disappeared, the grass outside the stone house began to burn.
Combustion comes from the heat generated by intense friction.
Countless transparent crystal lines were generated on the surface of the stone house, spreading outward at a terrifying speed, cutting through the grass and towards the old man on the stone path. (To be continued)