"Recently." Qin Yi captured the key point: "Brother Dao, you mean that Guiguan didn't engage in these tricks before?"
"Of course not." Lingxu sighed: "To be honest, although we enjoy the honor of the world, it does not mean that we are dissolute. We still have to have the practice that monks should have. Otherwise, what is the point of practice? It turns out that although we have a daughter
Although he is practicing in another separate monastery, how can he be as virtuous as he is now?"
Qin Yi said: "I think those little Taoist nuns have very little cultivation. It would be fair to say that they have never started. They probably only have to be taught some breathing and breathing techniques. They are not real Taoist nuns at all."
"Of course I can't hide it from fellow Taoists." Lingxu smiled: "It's just bought by the Qinlou Chu Pavilion. It can make the princes and nobles think that there are Taoist nuns here to assist in dual cultivation... A poor Taoist wants to recruit a disciple from thousands of places.
Wan Xuan, how can a little girl with true spiritual roots make a lot of money in this mortal world? They are overthinking it."
Qin Yi said in confusion: "I really don't understand this. Are you trying to curry favor with the princes? Shouldn't they kneel down and beg you?"
"This is indeed the case, but times have changed..." Lingxu whispered: "We and the imperial court are interdependent. The imperial court needs our immortal cultivation. We can observe the stars from the inside to predict good and bad luck, and the rain from the outside.
We are constraining each other with the enemy Immortal Family. Of course we also need the power of the court to collect resources and train disciples. However, these are just symptoms. Fellow Taoist, do you know what can really get us the respect of the government and the public?"
Qin Yi said flatly: "It's immortality."
Lingxu's eyes flashed with surprise: "Fellow Taoist is young, but he can really see clearly. It is precisely because the princes are eager for the method of immortality that they seek us. However, once they find out, seeking immortality from us is very elusive.
, on the contrary, there are other sects that can make them gain quickly, so of course they will alienate us and turn to others, that is, they know that we do have real power, so they will give us some respect."
Qin Yi understood.
There are other immortal cultivators involved in the process, competing with them in Qianlong Temple for the respect of Daqian.
Contacting them about using little Taoist nuns to attract people, Qin Yi immediately thought of the Dahuanxi Temple and what he had seen at the Hongfa Temple: "Could it be that some obscene temples claim to practice Huanxi Zen together to attract the princes and nobles and compete with you for the government and the public?"
Faithful?"
Lingxu bowed and said, "Fellow Taoist, you really have a clear understanding."
Qin Yi thought to himself.
This kind of thing is not what Dahuanxi Temple wants to do. To be honest, Dahuanxi Temple just randomly sends a Tengyun-level leader or the like to crush them like a chicken. What's the point of doing this secretly?
It's more like the work of an outer sect like Hongfa Temple.
But that’s not necessarily the case. I don’t know the way of Dahuanxi Temple very well. Maybe they just want to spread their seeds all over the world to spread the word instead of fighting for it by force?
He did not show that he had anything to do with Dahuanxi Temple, and asked calmly: "Brother Ru Lingxu's power is far beyond ordinary people, and he has thousands of disciples. Don't you ever think about becoming the emperor yourself? Compete with others for this job.
Why use it?"
"Ha..." Lingxu said with a smile: "Why should I practice Taoism after becoming an emperor? In the final analysis, what we want is immortality, not imperial power. This is different. Otherwise, why don't fellow Taoists become emperors?"
Qin Yi also laughed. But he didn't believe it in his heart. Your Taoist temple has not produced one or two careerists in hundreds of years? Do you think you are me?
But I heard Lingxu continue: "Besides, even if I want to sit on the dragon's throne because of my lust for power, Daqian has the backing of the Immortal Family. If the country is destroyed by human power, it will not be bothered. If someone relies on cultivation to cause chaos, there will be someone Take care of it.”
Qin Yi didn't react at once: "Who is it?"
Lingxu pointed at him: "You...or Wandao Immortal Palace."
Qin Yi laughed dumbly. Indeed, wasn't that why he came...
After working for a long time, the secular imperial power will not be overthrown by extraordinary power. In fact, it is because there is a backstage from the Immortal Family. Maybe Dahuanxi Temple did not take action directly, but secretly made trouble, also in order to comply with "the world is over." The consensus of the immortal family is that they do not want to act with power far beyond the ordinary.
Qin Yi suddenly thought of Xihuang and their Mangshan ancestors... Maybe everyone who was able to establish a country had a secret helper from the Xian family at the beginning of the country, which was also a reflection of Feilong's luck in the sky.
What about Nanli?
Does Nanli's ancestor have a fairy backstage?
Maybe there is. The name of the country of Nanming Lihuo originally had this kind of atmosphere. But it has faded away over the past thousand years. Even the king doesn’t know that there is such a thing anymore... Is that jade pendant related to this? ?
"But if that's the case, the logic of this matter is wrong." Qin Yi said with a smile: "Isn't the way to ask for help from our Wandao Immortal Palace hidden by the royal family? How can you ask for help? Don't say that I am looking for the wrong place, come here The messenger asking for help was not talking about Qianlong Temple."
Lingxu stared at him for a long time and said slowly: "Fellow Taoist is very cautious, not like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old."
Qin Yi smiled: "I have been tricked a lot, so I naturally have to figure it out."
"The messenger is a poor Taoist junior brother, and now he is an angel in the inner palace. The fact is that Tianshu Divine Tower, Wandao Immortal Palace, Penglai sword pavilion, Wanxiang Senluo... are too vague, and the world only listens to them as legends. Who knows where you are? On the contrary, we realized that it was us who asked for help, not the royal family."
"So when you ask for help, you won't ask me to help you deal with the new sect that is fighting with you, right? That is not in line with the agreement between the family master and the ancestors of Daqian."
"Home, tutor?" Lingxu's eyes widened: "Dare you ask my friend..."
Qin Yi smiled slightly: "Let me formally introduce you, Qin Yi, a current disciple of the Wandao Immortal Palace Qinqi, Calligraphy and Painting Sect, the Immortal Palace Supervisor, and the Master of the Ninety-first Peak."
Lingxu almost choked himself to death, thinking that the sect leader Ju randomly sent a low-level disciple. This was a sect's minister, and he had a well-known position in the Immortal Palace, okay?
His attitude made a 180-degree turn in an instant. His original expression of hesitation and disappointment was all gone. He bowed and said: "Tao... oh no, the senior has come to visit me. I am rude... "
Qin Yi waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense, I just want to know the specific situation."
Lingxu smiled apologetically and said: "We are asking for help from the Immortal Palace, of course, not because we are fighting with others. We don't have the nerve... Senior, can you see the dragon-shaped phantom on the observatory?"
Qin Yi nodded: "I saw it, the image is a bit thin, so my luck is almost over."
This arrogant statement would have been dismissed by others, but Lingxu just apologized and said: "This dragon-shaped shadow is our secret method that shows the image of the dragon veins of the great trunk. It was originally used for observation, but it is not a substance. Something. If just because the dragon shape wavers or even dissipates, it can only mean that Daqian’s destiny has been exhausted, and we should not ask for help because of this."
Qin Yi said: "What's that situation?"
"The current situation is that the dragon shape, which was just an image, has solidified, as if it has really become an entity. If it were not for the people in this view to form a formation to restrain them, the dragon might have run away. This is not a big deal. There is a problem with luck, but there are powerful monks who are using special magic... so this matter..."
Qin Yi was stunned for a moment, is there such a thing?
A shadow that was nothing more than an image observation became a reality?
This is mysterious. It’s like saying that someone has had better luck recently. This luck is just an empty concept. It does not refer to a physical object. It is understandable to say that there is a secret transfer, but what does it mean to become an entity? How can there be such a reason? ?
Did luck run away on its own?
You thought there was a tassel missing from the stick!
This strange situation is indeed something that should be dealt with by the backstage of the Xian family. It’s no wonder that Lingxu looks at him with a look of distrust, hesitation and disappointment. This kind of magic can only be used by a young man who has just reached the fourth level of Qinxin. Probability cannot be solved.
This is a bit miserable.
On the one hand, Dahuanxi Temple is being infiltrated in various ways, and the government and the public are messing around with joy and bliss. On the other hand, there is a powerful person who doesn’t know where it comes from, and even its great dragon energy is being manipulated. I don’t know if the two are related, but in short, here Under such circumstances, once the big fight is over, Qianlongguan will probably have no choice but to pack up their belongings and go outside the mountain. No wonder they will ask for help.
This matter should indeed be taken care of. Whether it is to fulfill the tasks agreed by the master or to have an old grudge between himself and Dahuanxi Temple, there are sufficient reasons to intervene.
Thinking of this, he said: "I know about this."
Lingxu breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what the young man's practice was, he just wanted to take care of his identity. The matter was not urgent. If he couldn't solve it, it was still too late to go back and recruit reinforcements. After thinking about it, he asked again: " I don’t know where the seniors are going to start? Do we need some help from poor people?”
Qin Yi touched his chin and thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "Help me find out about someone."
"Senior, please tell me."
"A fat man who likes to wear yellow clothes says his surname is Han."