The great monk Lingdu put his hand on Gu Xionglong's chest. The few knights who followed him were very nervous. They were all friends of Gu Xionglong, and they all looked at him worriedly.
Shaking his head slightly, the great monk Lingdu smiled bitterly and said: "I can't save him..."
As he spoke, he looked back at Mi Xiaojing. He knew that Mi Xiaojing was a powerful figure in the Buddhist sect, but he did not dare to let Mi Xiaojing take action. There was a hint of pleading in his eyes.
Is Mi Xiaojing a person who refuses to save anyone
Of course he wasn't. He walked off the platform and came to the stretcher. He had no problem treating such a degree of injury and didn't even need medication.
Everyone saw a faint golden light emitting from Mi Xiaojing's palm. Then, he pressed his hand on Gu Xionglong's chest, and the mantra characters penetrated into his body along the palm of his hand.
The mantra characters themselves are very powerful and have incredible mystical power. In an instant, Gu Xionglong stopped vomiting blood, and the broken internal organs were healing quickly. Everyone did not dare to express their anger and watched this scene nervously.
For a moment, Mi Xiaojing raised her hand, and then slapped it with a light palm.
This slap made Gu Xionglong sit up directly, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out. Countless small pieces were filled with blood foam. Everyone was shocked, and then heard Gu Xionglong say: "Suffocate to death." I'm dead!" The voice was loud and sounded like someone seriously injured.
Mi Xiaojing said calmly: "Okay, just rest for a few days and you'll be fine..."
He still said it with his spiritual consciousness, but he couldn't help it. Although he could speak the language here, he still felt awkward, so he spoke with his spiritual consciousness.
Monk Lingdu bowed and thanked: "Thank you for your help, sir!"
He didn't expect that Mi Xiaojing would reach out to save him so simply, and he was really grateful. Mi Xiaojing's demeanor was really admirable.
Several friends of Gu Xionglong also came forward to salute and express their thanks. Only then did they realize that Monk Lingdu, the most prestigious person in Longcheng, actually called him Sir. In other words, this person was the senior of Monk Lingdu. , this discovery shocked several knights.
In particular, Mi Xiaojing's words echoed directly in their minds, which was even more shocking. They had never seen this before and felt it was extremely mysterious.
Mi Xiaojing nodded slightly and sat down on the platform again.
Monk Lingdu said: "Okay, you guys carry him down... Fortunately, adults are here, otherwise I wouldn't be able to save him."
Gu Xionglong struggled to stand up. He found that he could move freely. He was extremely shocked and said to Mi Xiaojing on the high platform: "Thank you for your help."
Once the help came and Guxionglong was cured, some seriously injured people who could not be treated were soon sent over. Mi Xiaojing was not impatient and just saved him if he could. For him, it was really a simple effort.
In addition to killing people with one blow, Mi Xiaojing can also save people even if their hands and feet are broken, but he can't restore the broken hands and feet, so he can only save lives.
It's not that Mi Xiaojing didn't allow him to connect his hands and feet, but that the mortal's body was too weak for him to continue. If the other party was a high-level cultivator, he could still find a way, but it would be great if a mortal could save his life.
Soon, a large-scale battle began, with the two sides attacking each other. In this kind of battle, the number of casualties began to rise. Not only were the knights and warriors of Dragon City seriously injured and were sent here, but even the knights and warriors of Bull City were also injured. Delivered.
The two sides fight fiercely, but as long as they lose their fighting power, the other side will no longer continue to pursue and kill. There is a tacit understanding between both sides. Of course, there are also some red-eyed people who will kill without mercy. Such people will be quickly controlled and taken away.
The casualties increased exponentially, and Mi Xiaojing was speechless as he watched. The people here were extremely ferocious, not afraid of death at all, and many fought for their lives.
Under the cover of Mi Xiaojing's spiritual consciousness, he found that many cultivators were maintaining it. Those who killed people or acted randomly were taken away by the cultivators. This discovery surprised him. It turned out that the cultivators and the Buddhist sect Such a balance is formed, and both parties have certain norms and responsibilities.
A large number of injured people were brought in, and the Buddhist disciples of Longcheng Temple were very busy. Those who were really seriously injured and could not be treated would be sent to Mi Xiaojing. Basically, they only had their last breath. It seemed that Death is certain.
Soon, the platform was filled with seriously injured people, two to three hundred in number. Mi Xiaojing had no time to treat them all, there were too many.
There was sadness on the face of the great monk Lingdu. These sacrifices are necessary. Without this kind of training, once they fight the devil, more people will die. Unlike ordinary people, he has lived for a long time. This situation can be seen There are too many.
If the mortals here do not practice Buddhism or Buddhism, their life span will not exceed sixty years. Their strongest period is between thirty and forty years old, which is only ten years, so death is not terrible for the mortals here. , but it seems like a relief.
Mi Xiaojing felt the sorrow of mortals for the first time. He had only had contact with mortals when he was young. After cultivating, he basically separated from the mortal world. This time the impact was a bit big for him.
Sighing, Mi Xiaojing stopped worrying about anything. The Mantra Pillar on his body rose up and shone brightly in an instant.
Mortals could only see the light rising from Mi Xiaojing's body, but could not see the Mantra. However, those with some strength, such as the great monk Lingdu, could vaguely see the outline of the light, and then saw countless light strips extending out.
The light strips are placed on the bodies of the seriously injured, the mantra flows, and these people are recovering quickly.
Monk Lingdu reacted very quickly. He was already kneeling on the ground and said respectfully: "Buddha is merciful!"
For such a big battlefield, this movement was so loud that all the people who were still fighting stopped and looked at Mi Xiaojing on the platform in shock. He was completely covered by the golden light.
The horns sounded on both sides, and the battle could no longer continue. All the knights and warriors retreated.
The cultivators hidden in the team also quickly gathered towards the golden light. They were also frightened and wanted to see what happened.
The Buddhist disciples from Baoniu City also rushed over. They were also shocked by the golden light, and they felt it more than the cultivators. The intimacy brought by the golden light made them understand in their hearts that this should be related to the Buddha. As for what it was They don't know either.
Monk Lingdu soon realized something was wrong. More and more people were coming. He immediately called Commander Xiong Lei and asked him to maintain order.
Xiong Lei was already frightened. After receiving the words from the great monk Lingdu, he immediately arranged for his knights to maintain order.
Using the mantra chain to treat, Mi Xiaojing could think of it, but fortunately it was treating mortals, not cultivators or immortals, so it didn't matter to him how much it cost him.
With a little effort, he could save so many people. Of course, Mi Xiaojing would not refuse, and he never thought of refusing.