Lin Yi kept coughing up blood.

He seemed to cough up all the blood in his body.

The hot and scarlet blood was even mixed with flesh and blood.

But at this moment he suddenly laughed.

He couldn't help but want to laugh.

He laughed wildly.

Blood was still pouring out of his mouth, and he smiled like a lunatic.

His laughter was more harsh than his cough. The Northern Wei soldiers on Jiangxinzhou and the north shore were inexplicably more frightened when they heard such laughter.

They didn't know what Lin Yi was laughing at.

Lin Yi smiled because he really couldn't die, and his physical condition at this time really confirmed his previous conjecture.

The inner elixir in his dantian is constantly disintegrating.

The shock caused by each disintegration made his body feel like it exploded. However, the hot air flow generated by the disintegration of the inner alchemy was extremely prosperous in his perception at this time, just like the concentration of countless blood.

There is a rolling energy in his body that is generating.

He kept coughing up blood, but more blood was generated in his body.

This shock is even like a complete blood exchange, washing his body again, washing the depths of his body that he had not been able to sharpen before his practice, and even his old blood is eroding and replacing it.

Although the injuries in his body were extremely heavy, they did not worsen under such erosion, but instead improved at an astonishing speed.

It is a surprise attack and killing the enemy's chief general among thousands of troops, which just solves the hidden dangers of cultivation and is more likely to reach the top again. Wouldn't it be a pleasure!

He smiled arrogantly, and the pill in his body that was devouring his blood and blood all the time began to completely dissolve, just like a huge tumor in his body was instantly cut off, and he was even more relaxed.

At this time, Jian Wenhou, who took him back to Zhongli City Wall, felt that his breath became extremely powerful and was shocked and relieved.

"What did He Xiuxing teach you?"

He couldn't help but lower his voice and asked, but when his feet fell on the city wall, his body shook slightly, and he shook his head again, saying, "He Xiuxing himself could not have such a powerful martial art, otherwise he would have defeated Shen Yue in the past ten years."

"It's not just He practiced, but Shen Yue also taught me. But the Great Kuluo practice I practiced was just a speculation from Shen Yue and me."

Lin Yi was still coughing blood, but when he turned to look at Jian Wenhou, he couldn't laugh.

Jian Wenhou's face became darker.

It is not the darkness of anxiety and anger, but the blackness under the skin is really revealed, as if it is stained by the night.

A person's life span is over.

He knew very well that although Jian Wenhou was outrageously powerful on this battlefield, Jian Wenhou was too old and many of his physical functions were maintained by the circulation of true energy. Simply put, an old man like him had already died of old age.

It is his cultivation level, and his true energy that holds his life.

The large amount of consumption of true energy for Jian Wenhou was burning his remaining life quickly.

"I'm really surprised even Shen Yue taught you."

Jian Wenhou gently put Lin Yi down, his eyes filled with shock and emotion.

He thought about it and was sure that it wasn't that he had forgotten things too often, but that he had never heard of this technique.

So he couldn't help but ask softly, "What kind of martial art is Dajuluo?"

"It is a saint of the physical body. It does not require the absorption of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to refine it into true energy, but uses the energy of the grains to strengthen the qi and blood. It has strong power and amazing recovery ability." Lin Yi said as briefly as possible.

After all, Marquis Jian Wen was not an ordinary practitioner. After all, he thought about it seriously and sighed softly in his next breath: "The qi of the grains is also another form of spiritual energy in the world... The ancestors of human beings took the quilt and the earth as the bed. In the struggle to survive, they gradually used grains as the staple food. This makes sense. Therefore, when later generations saw the power of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, all practitioners only took this path... According to this, there should be many kinds of spiritual energy in the world. The heaven and earth that we ordinary practitioners condensed true energy is a kind of spiritual energy in heaven and earth. You, the Great Guluo Five Grains, is a kind of energy in the rest. Perhaps there are many other kinds, but there are not so many talented people to study it further."

Different realms, different perceptions.

Lin Yi had previously talked about the issue of cultivation with Qi Zhuji, Bai Yuelu and others, and was more confused and doubted the feasibility of this technique to reach the depths. However, now Lin Yi listened to Jian Wenhou's words and understood that Jian Wenhou's view was completely different from them. Jian Wenhou did not think it was impossible, but he just felt that there were countless possibilities.

There are many roads to the heights, but most people are unwilling to find another way and find another way to disappear.

Lin Yi coughed several mouthfuls of blood.

He was finally able to breathe in full.

He greedily took a breath of fresh air. Although the pain was still split between his chest and abdomen, he felt that his heart seemed to be more open.

"How many other practitioners in the realm of divine thoughts can you kill?"

He looked at Jian Wenhou and asked softly.

“Two at most.”

Jian Wenhou also said very simply and simply.

Then he paused, frowned, thought seriously, and said, "I will die of old age here. If you can live, I think you will not cause trouble for the Bi family in Pingman County in the future. After all, they have kindness to me."

"I see."

Lin Yi nodded with some difficulty.

When Marquis Jian Wen had his true energy, no one could kill him here, and after his true energy was exhausted, he should die, so he said he would die here old age.

This should be considered the death request of Jian Wenhou.

"A coalition like this is so special, at most, there are only five or six practitioners in the Divine Thought Realm. The number of practitioners in the Northern Wei Dynasty has been fewer than in our Southern Dynasties before. I just killed two of them, and you killed one. As long as I don't take action here, I'm afraid that no practitioners in the Divine Thought Realm dare to enter the city for the time being."

Marquis Jian Wen looked at Jiang Xinzhou and the Northern Wei army on the north bank and mocked him slightly: "Otherwise, if I kill one or two more, they will have no confidence to face Wei Rui's army."

"Just more practitioners may secretly enter the city by crossing the river before."

Jian Wenhou took a deep breath and looked at Lin Yi, "I want to know how long you can have the power to fight again. If you can't fight again, I think the best choice is to take you and the two formation masters, meet Jiange and come again."

Lin Yi thought about it.

“Diesel Salt!”

Then he shouted vigorously.

His voice seemed very loud at this time.

When his voice sounded and spread from afar on the river, many Northern Wei soldiers felt inexplicably cold.

Marquis Jian Wen knew that he was calling for the imperial palace worshiper, but he didn't understand what Lin Yi meant at this time.

"Your true energy cannot be wasted, I'll let him take me first."

Lin Yi looked at him and said softly: "Let him take me directly to Rong Yi, Li Moxiao, Qi Zhuji and the others. I want to leave, and it is also us who will go together. If he takes me to find them, it will take me a long time to fight, so we should break out as much as possible. If I can fight by then, then we will look at the specific situation. My sword has been thrown into their formation. Please help me watch this iron heart in the river."
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