Xiao Tie looked at the distant mountain outside the pavilion window, he had been looking at it for half an hour, and his face was even colder, as if a layer of ice was about to form.
His face was extremely cold, but there was a dull and hot breath in his heart that was difficult to spit out.
He knew that there were many people in the court who admired Lin Xi's actions, especially those officials who came out of Qingluan Academy and were themselves a little unruly.
They originally had objections to Mu Shenyun's handling of this matter, especially after knowing Mu Shenyun's death and what happened here next, it caused a strong backlash from these officials, especially two of the nine old men sitting behind the heavy curtain, who had already expressed some meaning through some forces in their hands.
However, what annoyed him the most was not these, but the two young people Jiang Xiaoyi and Bian Linghan behind him at the moment.
In the Yunqin court, Xiao Tieleng belongs to Qingliu, and he belongs to an official who pursues the laws of Yunqin both in face and in private, is very clean, and can be described as a breeze with two sleeves.
But like those officials who would rather bend, there is one thing that is simply insurmountable and integrated into their bones, that is, they are extremely loyal to the king, the king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die.
In fact, it is not surprising that this kind of thinking flows in the blood of the courtiers of this world, including those dynasties that Lin Xi knows, because the vast majority of people in this world are not powerful cultivators like the lecturers and professors of Qingluan Academy.
In the final analysis, the power of the Holy Will is too great, and they still rely on the emperor to call the shots.
So they naturally want the emperor as the sky.
An official like Xiao Tieleng naturally couldn't question the holy will and feel that the saint was unfair, he was just angry at why these young people didn't obey the holy will, because he felt that the emperor was holy and would naturally give these good young people an explanation and a bright future in the future.
The sound of rapid footsteps interrupted Xiao Tieleng's gaze at the distant mountain.
As he turned, a herald sergeant appeared at the door, bowed to him, and handed him a volume of bulletins documenting military information.
"Ka" The wooden floor under Xiao Tieleng's feet made an unbearable sound, he couldn't hide the emotions in his heart, and slapped the volume of briefing in his hand on the table between Jiang Xiaoyi and Bian Linghan, "This is the result you want."
Jiang Xiaoyi and Bian Linghan saw the contents of the briefing clearly.
Jiang Xiaoyi's face was slightly pale, but her eyes were still firm.
Bian Linghan was still silent, but his expression did not change in the slightest.
"Presumably you haven't been to the Sanmao Peak, and you haven't seen the Longshu Waterfall, so you don't know, at such a height, in the case of already injured, it is almost impossible to survive" The reaction of the two made Xiao Tie Leng even more incomprehensible, and even more angry that made him leave, he drank hard, trying to wake up the two obsessed young people: "Do you think he will be fine, do you die with such people one by one, it is the result you want?"
"No one else can live, but he can."
However, what made him stunned was that Bian Linghan, who had been silent since Lin Xi left and could only say that he didn't know, spoke calmly, with natural confidence.
Because she also understood what Xiao Tieleng meant, and because she didn't mention the word "Lin Xi", Bian Linghan didn't play word games with Xiao Tieleng, and while saying this, she just thought in her heart that she had promised Lin Xi that she must believe in him unconditionally, and now she wants to believe in him and believe that he can win this game under the supreme imperial power.
In the stone chamber of the Longguang Quarry Grottoes, Lin Xi, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes.
The charcoal fire in the fire in front of him was about to be extinguished, so he put some rotten but dry rope crumbs on it, and put a few more planks, and the side of the fire became very strong in an instant, illuminating the whole stone chamber.
The soup in the clay pot boiled slightly, and several pieces of jelly-like fish skin could be seen slowly melting in the soup, and the soup became more viscous, like a layer of milk condensed on top of the extremely thick rice soup after it had cooled.
Lin Xi cut a few more large pieces of fish and baked them slowly.
Feeling the warmth rising in the dantian, and feeling that the coldness in his body had been removed, Lin Xi's heart was even more relieved.
After several hours of meditation and practice, the soul power in his body had recovered a small half, and he could feel the benefits of that warmth to his body, and he also knew that from this time on, his physical condition would no longer deteriorate, but would begin to develop in a better way.
With every breath, he could clearly feel the slight tremor of his flesh and skin, because of the weakness of his body and the pain in some positions, this kind of subtle tremor that could only be felt after breaking through to a middle-level soul master was even more obvious at this moment.
"Yes" Lin Xi lowered his head and began to check the injury on his left chest, he saw that although the wound on his left chest looked like it had been flesh and blood, it was very terrifying, but the blood had already scabbed, and under the effect of soul power, there seemed to be no possibility of infection, but at this moment, he let out another soft sound.
His gaze rested on his stomach.
He felt his stomach swell a little, faintly uncomfortable.
Although the cultivator's appetite is large, it is not a real bottomless pit, he quickly figured out the reason, because the previous physical exertion was too great, and he was a little hungry, and the meat of this silver dragon was a bit like a fragrant and soft muffin cake after being roasted, which was very unique, and the soup made of red sesame mushroom, fish skin, and lichen was extremely delicious, so he ate a little more, and ate more than a dozen catties of fish and meat in one go, and two large jars of thick fresh soup.
Because he ate a lot, and he was injured and weak, he couldn't digest it, so he felt a little bloated at the moment.
Originally, he would habitually practice Qingluan 24 style and Ming Wang breaking the prison every day, and he felt that the flow of qi and blood all over his body was not so smooth for a day, and he always felt that something was missing, at this time, this kind of food accumulation was difficult to eliminate, according to the lessons of Qingluan Academy, the best way is to move to eliminate food, strengthen the flow of qi and blood and the vibration and peristalsis of the internal organs, so Lin Xi didn't think much about it, so he stood up, walked out of this stone room, and began to slowly do movements one by one, practicing Qingluan 24 style.
With the movement of the head, neck, limbs, waist, legs, and feet, Lin Xi felt that the hot air in his body flowed faster, although between the movements, many injuries were more painful, but his mind felt unusually refreshing, especially the internal organs seemed to be rolling, which he had never felt before.
After refining a set of Qingluan twenty-four styles, Lin Xi only felt that his whole body was steaming, sweating profusely, and the soul power in the dantian seemed to have decreased a lot, but there was a cooing sound in the stomach and intestines, and the heat seemed to diffuse.
Especially between the chests, there is a little sweet bloody gas, and there seems to be a mouthful of thick phlegm blocking it.
Lin Xi listened to the most instinctive feeling of his body, and his intuition was still not happy, so he began to slowly practice King Ming's prison break again.
As the yoga-like movements were slowly completed, the white gas formed by the evaporation of sweat on his body was as if burning outside his body, and when the posture of inhaling the body and squeezing the five internal organs was completed, Lin Xi opened his mouth and sprayed, and a stream of white gas squirted out of his mouth with a mouthful of purple-red blood, a full distance of six or seven feet, and scattered on the ground with a sneer.
Lin Xi vomited blood and stopped, but he didn't panic, but only sighed and surprised.
Because it was a mouthful of bruises.
In addition to the external injuries on his body, the collisions and concussions he suffered also caused a lot of dark injuries in his body.
Some of the blood congestion between the flesh and intestines, as long as it is raised, will be slowly absorbed by the human body over time, and only those extremely powerful meridians and blood vessels are broken, and large bleeding points are likely to leave very strong blood clots, which can coagulate into blood crusts and dead flesh, just like a small stone, and become a hidden disease in the practitioner's body.
However, at this time, a lot of blood in his body was directly forced out by him, and at this moment, the feeling of boredom in his chest disappeared, and there was an indescribable feeling of comfort between the hundreds of bones in his body.
The tingling of his hands and left chest was even stronger.
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This is the effect of "King Ming's Prison Breaking" Lin Xi didn't know that this "King Ming's Prison Breaking" itself would only be inherited by the academy's guardians, but with the internal breath just now rushing out of his mouth with blood like a sword, he also thoroughly understood the surprise of King Ming's prison breaking.
King Ming broke the prison, and it was the cultivator's own "prison" that was broken The stronger the cultivator's cultivation, the stronger the physical body becomes, and the cultivator's body has also become a cage for soul power, trapped in a cage that limits soul power.
It is also more difficult for soul power to penetrate and penetrate this cage.
But this Ming King broke the prison, but he could make this cage weaker for his soul power, and let his soul power be like a small stone chisel, and the penetration power would be stronger.
This is the most original mystery of "King Ming's Prison Break".
Lin Xi realized at this time, and thought of the word "perception", which is also the most important for cultivators.
He suddenly thought of the glittering morning sword in the wooden box in his consciousness, and the words that Dean Zhang left on the stone tablet, and then his mind was bright, and he figured out that even Qingluan's book was not recorded, only the "Zhengjiang Xing" and those "holy masters" could understand, and the indescribable truth of this cultivator's perception is the unique induction generated by the soul power diffused between heaven and earth, and the changes in the vitality of heaven and earth.
"No wonder it's called soul power."
Lin Xi took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, this soul power, as Dean Zhang said, is indeed more like spiritual power, or mental power.
The people in the previous world paid more attention to the exploration of external objects, the outside world, and the starry sky of the universe, while the people of this world obviously paid more attention to the exploration of their own world and the excavation of their own strength.
Feeling that King Ming's prison break was more beneficial to his situation, Lin Xi temporarily stopped practicing Qingluan's twenty-four styles and concentrated on practicing King Ming's prison breaking.
Under the wriggling of flesh, viscera, and qi and blood involved in strange postures, Lin Xi's soul power was consumed several times faster than usual.
But the benefits are also obvious.
Almost when his soul power was exhausted, Lin Xi, who was sweating profusely, already felt hungry.
He sat down, drank the soup in the jar in one go, and felt that he was still unsatisfied, so he took another piece of cooked fish meat that was six or seven catties full and ate it, and then he burped contentedly, added some firewood, and after adjusting the fire, he began to close his eyes and meditate again.
Because he was not in a hurry, for the next two days, he was distracted, meditating and practicing when he woke up, and when he cultivated King Ming's prison, when he exhausted his soul power, he was also exhausted and hungry, so he immediately ate and drank soup.
It's just that after two days, Lin Xi was pleasantly surprised to feel that some of the small injuries on his body had been healed, and his left hand was almost no longer in pain, and not only did he no longer feel that it was difficult to get rid of food, but his appetite increased greatly: