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Chapter 142: Sanqing School

The old man put his hands in front of his knees, but he did not stand up, and let the nearby servants start to deal with the wound on his shoulder.

The wound on his shoulder was very deep, and some metal debris and bones could be seen vaguely.

"Feel sorry."

However, he just frowned slightly, and watched Lin Yi walk over, he smiled apologetically and said.

It was not just a thank you but an apology, but the key was that Lin Yi looked at his eyes and instantly understood the meaning of his words.

But he didn't know how to respond.

Because for his personal emotions, he really didn't want the old man to interfere in his battle with Zhang Nianping just now. After all, in his opinion, as long as he could entangle Zhang Nianping, the old man could naturally free up his hands to deal with the two Northern Wei sword masters.

But when he looked back, he felt that what the old man did was right.

This made him feel a little complicated.

"Although I haven't heard the conversation between you and the Northern Wei practitioner, I can see that you want a fair showdown. I suddenly attacked him. Although it was for the sake of the entire battle, for you, I naturally need to apologize." The old man looked at Lin Yi with a slightly locked brow and smiled gently, saying, "It's just that I saw that you stopped at him in the end, and he also understood your feelings, so I felt that I could feel at ease."

Lin Yi nodded. When he watched the old man clear his wound, the old man's voice was silent without any tremolo. He was very impressed. He looked at the old man and said, "I understand what you mean."

The old man looked at his humble and peaceful eyebrows and thought about his completely different arrogance when fighting fiercely on the battlefield, and he liked it more and more.

"The final result is good after all. Few people die, and we have won the battle results." The old man looked at Lin Yi and continued with a smile, "But no matter what, I still owe you a name and the lives of these people around you."

Lin Yi was slightly stunned and said, "Senior, this is too serious."

"This is not serious." The old man said softly with some emotion, "The Northern Wei people were only a few dozen steps away from me. After half a cup of tea, the reinforcements have not arrived. I am afraid that these people around me and me will definitely die. Even if I fight before death, it may have some effect on this battle, but no matter what the final battle situation here, these people around me should die here."

The closest servants beside him were all solemn.

Because they all knew in their hearts that when Zhang Nianping came to kill without regard for the rest, if Lin Yi did not appear, their ending would have been decided, so what the old man said was indeed true.

"I am Ye Jing, teaching in Sanqing County. I don't know which young man you are." The old man looked at Lin Yi and felt more interesting.

"Teacher in Sanqing County, Ye Jing? Are you an old man in Sanqing?" Lin Yi was shocked. He forgot not to answer the other party's question first.

The old man didn't explain, but just nodded gently.

“…….”

Lin Yi was speechless.

The old men of the Three Qing Dynasties were extremely famous throughout the Southern Dynasty.

What is famous is not his cultivation, but his virtues and his teachings.

In the past few decades, he has taught many excellent students, who are not known for their cultivation, but are known for being an official and honest in the court.

Some of his students did not serve as officials in the court, but instead gave lectures everywhere, and even did not charge tuition fees for some poor students.

Since the old dynasty, the Three Qing Sects have become a school, and they are all Qingliu in the old dynasty. Several of his students were even killed for being upright and upright.

So in a sense, he and some of his students are opinion leaders in the court and the country.

"How could a person like you be here?" Lin Yi looked at the old man blankly and expressed his inner feelings.

"Where should a person like me be?" The old man couldn't help laughing.

Maybe you should travel and give lectures outside, or maybe you should drink tea and chat with some big people in a big city?

Lin Yi was thinking about those possibilities truthfully in his heart, and he felt that he shouldn't have been here.

"I have always said four words to all students to practice." The old man looked at Lin Yi and said gently, "Some others are unwilling to do, but you should do what you think you should do first. Also, the so-called reputation is just a halo given to you by the outside world. Sometimes if you take it seriously, then you are meaningless. No matter how famous a person is, he needs three meals a day, he also needs to change his clothes and express respect, he also has seven emotions and six desires, and wants to get rid of birth, old age, sickness and death. If for some of these, if some of the magic medicines in Meishan can make me live longer, and can even solve some problems in my practice, or help some of my disciples and students, then it is not surprising that I am here."

These words are very real and very real.

Listening to these words, Lin Yi suddenly felt that the old man had become flesh and blood.

"There have never been real gods and Buddhas in this world. Any great man or saint is the same flesh and blood on this battlefield. Don't imagine others too high." Ye Jing looked at him and said, "You haven't told me your name yet."

"Lin Yi, born in the sixth year of Tianjian in the South Heavenly Court, has just joined the Tie Ce Army. His father Lin Wangbei." Lin Yi then realized his negligence, bowed to him, and said.

Ye Jing was slightly stunned, and then sincerely exclaimed, "It's indeed the general's tiger."

Lin Yi hesitated for a moment. He was actually not in much mood to chat now. What he cared about was not the spiritual medicine produced in this area. He was not even worried about the belonging of the medicine king. What he was worried about was Chen Baowan or Xiao Shufei.

"If you have anything to say, but it's okay to say it." The old man smiled warmly, "If you have anything to do if you want me to help, you can say it as long as I can help."

"The thing I want to help most is naturally about my parents." Lin Yi looked at him and said, "It's just that I know that even you are probably powerless in this matter. I'm just worried that there will be something wrong with my two friends."

The old man listened patiently. He listened to Lin Yi talking about the battle between the two semi-saints from the beginning, Li Qingming's death, and the discovery of the conspiracy of these people in the Northern Wei Dynasty, the look of surprise and appreciation in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

However, what was most surprising was Yuan Yan, who was following Lin Yi and was lowering his head at this time.

She naturally knew that Lin Yi had a very low status in the army, but she did not expect that a low-ranking practitioner like Lin Yi had already had some connection with her.

She didn't expect that one of her subordinates would die at Lin Yi's hands.

She didn't expect that a young practitioner like Lin Yi, who was not even a too qualified general, could discover her plan so quickly.

For some reason, she admired Lin Yi more and more, and felt that Lin Yi was more and more dangerous.

"So you want to tell the Chen family or Xiao family military information as soon as possible through me?" After hearing this, the old man looked at Lin Yi seriously and asked, "This is actually not your own business."
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