Ying Li has been the commander-in-chief of a country for so many years. Of course, it is not just about muscles. No matter how worried he is about this situation, he will not openly show it. His face quickly returned to calmness, and he smiled: "Old, young.
When I was injured like this, I didn’t need to recover, and I could still continue to fight. Now I have to lie down for several days and I don’t have enough energy.”
Qin Yi said casually: "The life span of demons is much longer than that of humans, right? I don't think Ying Shuai is too old."
Ying Li said: "There are many kinds of demons. Those like Menzhang who were turned into demons by me have no bones to speak of. The cultivation is very difficult. Maybe there is no hope of condensing elixir in this life. After hundreds of years, they will eventually fade and degenerate.
It turns back into a door bar without spirit. At this time, it is no different than dead... The door bar itself can only be regarded as its corpse."
Qin Yi just talked about it casually, but he didn't expect that Ying Li would actually explain it to him. This topic inevitably aroused his thoughts. He couldn't care whether Gang Jing died or not. What he thought of was tea.
For tea leaves that have been enlightened like Qingcha, the senior sister also said that it is difficult for her to practice. The Immortal Palace only regards her as a little maid, and she is not even a disciple when registering her.
Even the big-headed boy transformed from the pine tree at the door may have a better future than tea, because they are complete living creatures, much better than a piece of tea. What's more, pine trees can grow for countless years if they take root in the soil. As long as they don't suffer any natural or man-made disasters, they will die.
No. Green tea is not enough...
Will it not be long before she becomes a tea leaf again?
This is absolutely unbearable. I must find a way in the future...
Ying Li was continuing to say: "A goshawk like me is somewhat similar to you people. The lifespan is limited by the body. It is as long as it should be. It is just the increase in lifespan due to the improvement of cultivation. It is not necessarily comparable under the same cultivation."
You have a long life. And I am already over 800 years old this year, so I’m afraid I don’t have much room for improvement.”
Ying Li should be at the sixth or seventh level of the Condensation Pill? It takes eight hundred years to reach this level. It's a bit slow... Qin Yi can't say he is slow, because he is already the strongest person in the Bai Kingdom, and even more so
There are thousands of monsters who are slower than him, which shows how difficult it is to practice.
"After the three meridians are unified and the demon city is unified, the situation is much better. Commander Ying can definitely break through." Ye Ling spoke on his shoulder: "Now everyone's cultivation speed is much faster than before. Commander Ying is here
Being able to condense elixirs under the previous conditions was truly amazing, and it’s even less so now.”
"Yes." Commander Ying bowed slightly with respect: "Your Majesty, your Majesty is so talented and powerful, and you can unify the demon city, we will have the possibility of revival. If we were like before, even producing a Condensing Pill would be a great achievement, we would never be able to achieve anything more than
You can huddle up under the shelter of Kunpeng and linger on, but you will never be able to get out."
"It's okay if you don't go out." Ye Ling raised her head: "We want to protect the best Kun Kun in the world!"
Qin Yi almost threw her off his shoulders.
Ying Li's cheeks twitched twice, and he said earnestly: "Young Master has been imprisoned so many times by your Majesty for not wanting to go out. Don't you have any regrets at all?"
Ye Ling apologized and smiled: "If you want to be detained, you have to wait until my brother is gone. I want to accompany him when he is here. I cannot be detained."
Ying Li covered his wound and wanted to vomit blood.
Qin Yi suppressed a laugh and suddenly realized that Ye Ling's bearish behavior was cute to him, but maybe to Cheng Cheng, he was really a naughty kid...
When she is asked to be majestic, she is "slightly careless". When she is asked to charge into battle, she is required to hold her head and squat on guard. To train this heir, I am afraid her head will be three times bigger...
Ying Li took a few breaths, obviously knowing Ye Ling's virtues, and did not bother to talk to the naughty child, and continued to say to Qin Yi: "The last one is the blood of the sacred beast. Like the young master, even if the snake blood is not
She is pure and different from other monsters. She will practice very quickly and her lifespan will be very long. But because she practices too fast, there seems to be something wrong with her growth."
Qin Yi coughed twice but said nothing.
Ying Li continued: "So the bloodline of the demon clan is the most fundamental and important thing. You are amazingly talented, but just a native dog bloodline will never be able to swallow the moon. The bloodline of the king is no longer pure, and has caused many problems over the years;
The young master's bloodline is not pure either, so the king risked his life to break into the secret realm of the Tang Snake's remnant soul, just to try to fulfill her. The king's injury and today's chaos all stem from this."
Qin Yi squinted his eyes and finally understood what Ying Li was trying to say in a roundabout way.
Ye Ling's virtue is obviously difficult to convince the public. The demons' loyal king is still Cheng Cheng, and they also recognize Cheng Cheng's descendants. Ying Li's guard against him, Qin Yi, may be more serious than guarding against any big enemy.
To be honest, although this is directed at himself, the starting point is still worthy of respect. Qin Yi has no hostility towards this, and there is no need to argue with others. However, he is not comfortable with this kind of blood theory. This is still a matter of his childhood.
The education he received was different. Of course, the demon clan may indeed require bloodline, and he had no position to argue with it.
Qin Yi was silent for a moment and sighed slightly: "Why should Commander Ying worry so much? I went to Demon City just to practice. At least I can be regarded as a friend of Demon City. Doesn't Commander Ying want to recognize him?"
Ying Li was silent for a while, with a somewhat complicated look on his face: "You are not only a friend of Demon City, this time you saved the king's life, you saved the entire Demon City. If it has nothing to do with blood, if you want my life to vent your anger, I will also
Don’t frown.”
"Why would I want your life?" Qin Yi smiled, took out a bottle of elixir and placed it on the bedside: "My elixir may not be as effective as the Demon City elixir, but it can be considered a useful supplement. Ying Shuai is good."
Rest, there will be time for us to be together tomorrow."
After leaving Yingli Mansion with Ye Ling, Qin Yi was still a little silent. In fact, he didn't know what he was thinking and felt a little empty.
Ye Ling said over her shoulder: "I don't know what Commander Ying is struggling with. It's so strange."
Qin Yi thought Ye Ling didn't understand, so he smiled: "You don't understand, it's okay, you don't need to understand."
Ye Ling said: "I don't understand. If my brother wants to be with Master, why must he have a baby? Can't he not give birth?"
Qin Yi staggered, and the night feathers on his shoulders were finally thrown away. He flapped his wings twice in the air, hung in front of Qin Yi and cried: "If my brother wants a baby, he won't want me..."
Qin Yi really wanted to slap himself on the forehead again and forget about being autistic.
With a ball of wool in his head, Qin Yi took the crying Ye Ling back to the palace. When he entered the East Palace, he felt like shutting himself up even more. There was not even a chair in the palace, the whining monster was floating, and the echo stone was squatting.
, the golden sand sculpture guarded the door, and the pigeons disappeared. When Ye Ling arrived at home, she sat on the ground and looked at Qin Yi aggrievedly.
"Where's the chair?"
Ye Ling pursed her lips: "Brother used to see me crawling all over the floor, but now I want a chair..."
You don’t want the chair, I want it! Qin Yi didn’t say that, but changed his angle and said, “Ye Ling, you’ve been lying on your stomach all day, do you feel any discomfort?”
"No, lying on your stomach is the most comfortable." Ye Ling said and turned over, lying on her stomach like a big letter.
"..." Veins appeared on Qin Yi's forehead, and he continued to be persuasive: "Have you ever felt that what you lack compared to your master was flattened while lying on your stomach like this?"
Ye Ling raised her head sharply.
There had never been chairs in the East Palace, so there was an extra row of chairs.
Ye Ling began to consider whether to change his practice posture, and sat beside him thinking, feeling very distressed.
Qin Yi did not sit on a chair. He stood in the garden outside the palace, looking at the Hanxiang Palace from a distance, emptying his head and not knowing what he was thinking.
There was light rain falling again, interweaving in the air of the palace, like a dream or smoke.
The door of Hanxiang Palace opened, and a stunningly beautiful woman walked out slowly, wearing a white dress with gold rings and bare feet under her skirt.
The two looked at each other through the rain, and it took a long time before Qin Yi said, "Are you out of seclusion?"
"I'm out of seclusion." Cheng Cheng said in a charming voice, teasingly: "Sir, this is a great achievement. How do you want me to reward you?"
"There is nothing to reward." Qin Yi said calmly: "There is a mute girl Cheng Cheng in Jinxiufang in the east of the city. I wonder if she has gone back?"
"If sir goes, she must be there." Cheng Cheng said lightly: "Sir, you might as well take a closer look at the beauty of the world in this demon city."