Contrary to Qin Yi's expectation, there was no magic trick ahead.
The scope of the underground palace is quite large, but except for the demon refining array in front of it, which is somewhat abnormal, the rest is just a place where Donghuazi's trusted Taoist priests and demons practice secretly. In other words, it is a place where they live daily, and it is not everywhere.
It's a trap.
On the contrary, there are many formations such as spirit gathering and cultivation, which are used to assist in cultivation.
Along the way, you can see many Taoist priests running away in a panic, and then they are caught up by Li Qinglin and his team, and they are all killed cleanly.
Many of the houses were empty, and there were some monsters lying in the houses recovering from their injuries, but they were all killed one by one by the soldiers.
The reason why the little demons killed by Minghe's Seven-Star Imperial Formation did not rise to the sky like Ye Ling was simply because they were all underground. In fact, ten rooms and nine empty spaces had already been created, and all the antecedents were consistent here.
Nothing unusual.
Li Qinglin caught a senior Taoist priest with his own hands and said with a smile: "Brother Qingfeng Taoist, you are fine."
The Taoist priest had an earth-colored face and a trembling face like chaff. As a close confidant of Donghuazi, he had to fight against Li Qinglin on a daily basis. I really don’t know how he was going to deal with him this time.
"Don't be so nervous." Li Qinglin said with a smile: "This place is too big and we will have a hard time finding it. Please ask Brother Dao to lead the way so that we can meet the Imperial Master as soon as possible."
This Taoist priest obviously didn't take death seriously. He led the way forward cautiously, and not long after, he arrived outside another hall. The door of the hall was made entirely of metal and was thick and tightly closed. It was carved with a huge and ferocious ghost face, and there were small circles around the ghost face.
The way people dance is like some ancient ritual.
The Taoist priest said tremblingly: "The Imperial Master is inside, I, I don't know how to open the door."
Qin Yi stepped forward to inspect it, and Liusu said: "This is not some witchcraft or magic, it's just a mechanism. Those who know the mechanism can open it in a flash, and those who don't know how to smash it in will have no problem. It seems that this Donghua
His knowledge is indeed very superficial, and we have overestimated him."
There was a "whoosh" sound in the hall, as if an arrow had been shot, and "pop" stuck somewhere. Following the sound outside, Li Qinglin covered his head again.
At this moment, everyone felt that something was wrong. Could it be that there was some witchcraft going on inside, and they were trying to harm Li Qinglin in this way?
Qin Yi could no longer hold back and hit the door with a stick.
Everyone worked together to break down the door, but the heavy metal door could not withstand the impact of so many warriors. After a while, the brackets were broken and the door opened.
The first thing you see is a puppet that looks just like Li Qinglin. The face is lifelike, and the figure and clothing are exactly the same as Li Qinglin. Arrows have been shot into the puppet's forehead, throat, heart, and Dantian.
Dong Huazi sat cross-legged in front of him, mumbling something.
Everyone was furious, and Li Qinglin rushed forward immediately, piercing Donghuazi with just one shot, and nailed him to the wall viciously: "How dare you use witchcraft to harm me!"
Dong Huazi spat out a mouthful of blood and burst into laughter looking at Li Qinglin.
Qin Yi felt an ominous feeling in his heart.
This witchcraft is obviously not completed, otherwise Li Qinglin would not be so lively. In theory, witchcraft or Taoism cannot withstand such fatal interruptions. As long as the caster is killed and the doll is burned, witchcraft
It's useless.
Why is he still laughing?
Li Qinglin obviously also had this confusion. This shot did not directly hit Dong Huazi's vitals, but just pinned him to the wall and wanted to question him.
Donghuazi's blood was constantly flowing, and it was obvious that he would not live long, but on the contrary, he looked somewhat energetic, with a smile as bright as spring breeze, and with the blood stains on his mouth, he looked strange.
He took a few breaths and slowly said: "Actually, this method of seizing souls requires nailing 365 major acupoints, and it is far from complete. It was originally planned to take another five days to complete, but the prince is really powerful.
The soldiers were so quick and unexpected that this method was too late to be completed."
This was Dong Huazi's original plan. The king still had about five or seven days to live. If Li Qinglin died unexpectedly at that time... then Nanli's fate would be unknown.
Li Qinglin said coldly: "In this case, you are still hiding here and working tirelessly to perform magic. Is this a struggle that is unwilling to die?"
Donghuazi didn't answer, and suddenly talked about something else: "Prince, you know, although Pindao is indeed sent by Xihuang to cause trouble, but for so many years, the king has trusted him and the people have loved him... Pindao's heart is also fleshy.
Nanli's interests have never been betrayed. On the contrary, the poor Taoist Committee has been sincerely committed to Nanli over the years."
Li Qinglin laughed: "Could it be that you want to say that you are a loyal person, but you were forced to rebel by me?"
"Whether I am loyal or not, I dare not say. I was born in a wilderness, I have never learned anything, and I don't know many big principles." Donghuazi said slowly: "Perhaps in the eyes of the prince, if I mess up Nanli, I will die.
It’s not a pity, but in the hearts of the king and Pindao, everything they do is just for immortality. Under immortality, everything else is vain. The king thinks so, why should he blame Pindao alone?"
Qin Yi pursed his lips. He knew that this concept was actually very close to Liusu, and maybe Minghe thought the same way.
They don't care at all about things in the world, especially the affairs of a single country. Does it matter who is loyal and who is traitorous, and who is beneficial to this small country?
Li Qinglin smiled and said: "You want to say that you are really helping my father to live forever? Just because of your pill that can kill people?"
"It is indeed recorded in the Taoist scriptures that the movement of lead and mercury is the yin and yang. Pindao also asked many fellow Taoists and they all practice this way. Pindao believes that if this method does not lead to longevity, it must be because important medicinal ingredients are missing.
So I collected demon elixirs for this purpose. The prince really thinks that the king doesn’t know how to refine demon elixirs to obtain elixirs? He knows, but he is also taking them."
Li Qinglin said angrily: "He is almost dead after eating your elixir, and he is still here to confuse the public with his lies!"
Donghuazi said slowly: "Your Majesty, Prince Dao, is about to die...and how could you know that it is not the Yangshen who has been liberated and achieved great freedom?"
Everyone looked at him speechlessly. It was such a ridiculous thing to say, but from the look on Dong Huazi's face, he seemed to really think so.
Li Qinglin was too lazy to continue listening to his nonsense, so he said: "Then you can go and relax."
As he spoke, a flick of his wrist was about to shatter Donghuazi's heart.
But Donghuazi said: "Prince, do you know why I know that it is too late, but I still practice this witchcraft?"
Li Qinglin's hand paused.
Dong Huazi grinned: "Because the prince will be furious when he sees this scene, and he will kill me with his own hands as soon as possible. If I use the real witchcraft on myself, whoever kills me will receive my life."
Curse. The puppet is empty, and the poor man himself is the trump card."
Li Qinglin's expression slowly changed.
"The prince is good at everything, he is brave and resourceful, and he is a great talent in the world. But everyone has flaws. For example, the prince's warrior spirit of taking the lead in everything he does, may be heroic in nature, but sometimes it may be fatal.
Like now."
Li Qinglin listened quietly and said calmly: "Thank you, Imperial Master, for your teaching."
Qin Yi listened silently, not to mention that they didn't understand witchcraft, even if they did, they couldn't take precautions in advance. When Li Qinglin shot Donghuazi through, he had already fallen into the trap.
He asked Liusu in a low voice: "Is there any way?"
Liusu sighed: "It doesn't feel like death, but..."
Donghuazi coughed up blood, and his smile became more and more happy: "The prince does not believe in immortality...or in other words, even if there is immortality, he doesn't care. He is full of ambitions and only wants to make contributions to his family and the world. That's because he is in his prime now and the time has not yet come...
Pindao really wants to know whether the prince will still be the same Li Qinglin who doesn't believe in immortality when he gets old and gray-haired. Ha...hahaha..."
Following the laughter, he smiled and closed his eyes, and there was no more sound.
Li Qinglin still maintained the posture of holding the gun, but everyone could see that his body was shaking slightly. Qin Yi stood behind Li Qinglin and watched helplessly as his black hair slowly turned gray, and his head slowly turned gray.