The scene was completely silent. The soldiers looked at Li Qinglin, their lips were trembling, but they were all speechless. They didn't know what to say. Li Qinglin also kept his back to everyone and did not look back. His body had become thin and rickety. Qin
Yi knew that what he saw when he looked back might be a face full of wrinkles, and it was no longer the handsome and handsome Li Qinglin.
He took a deep breath and suddenly said: "Fellow Taoist Minghe, have you seen enough of the show?"
The air was quiet for a moment, a fragrant breeze blew over my face, and Minghe suddenly appeared on the side.
"Monsters are wreaking havoc in the Prince's Mansion, why don't fellow Taoists take action?"
"If you don't kill Ye Ling, you won't kill the other party either. Just watch carefully." Minghe looked at Li Qinglin's white hair in a daze and answered Qin Yi casually.
Qin Yi asked: "Have you finished watching the play now?"
"..." Minghe was silent. No onlooker could have expected this result, including Liusu and Minghe.
A moment ago, she had felt that the Nanli situation was just like that. No matter what background it was put on, it could not escape the essence of a struggle for power in the end. Liusu also felt that it was boring and could not add to the aftertaste of his "long life"
”.
But I didn't expect the ending to be like this. It reached the point where even transcendent people like them felt moved. Until this moment, Liusu was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.
Minghe was the same, his mood was quite complicated.
Qin Yi bowed his head to the ground and said: "Please help Brother Li once, Qin Yi will be rewarded in the future."
"There is nothing a poor Taoist can do." Ming He sighed softly: "A poor Taoist is just better than his fellow Taoists in terms of cultivation, but not necessarily in terms of knowledge."
Qin Yi asked without giving up: "Your sect doesn't have any special spells, such as rejuvenation and rejuvenation?"
"If it can help people rejuvenate their youth, it can help them live forever. If there is such a magic method in the world, why do we need to seek the Dao? Unless we get the real Nine Turns Golden Pill, or an extremely special treasure of heaven, material, and earth, this will
It’s beyond the reach of Minghe.”
Qin Yi was silent. Where can he find such a thing?
Minghe added: "The most I can do to help is to use illusions to make Nanli and the public see that the prince is still the same as before. As for what happens next..."
"That's enough." Li Qinglin suddenly said: "Please ask the Taoist priest to perform the technique."
His voice was old and hoarse, as if he was seventy or eighty years old.
Some soldiers couldn't help crying.
Minghe waved his slender hand, and a faint smoke blew over Li Qinglin's body. In the eyes of everyone, Li Qinglin's back was straight and straight again, and his white hair turned black again.
He slowly turned around and said calmly: "Let's get out of here first, there are still many things that need to be finished."
After saying this, he strode out, his steps still firm. The soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, and the feeling that the sky was falling dissipated a lot, and they lined up neatly and left behind. Even though he was old, he was still the same Li Qinglin.
Only Qin Yi looked at Dong Huazi's body silently, and the silver gun pierced through the body was not removed.
What situation would make a warrior forget even his personal weapon?
He knew that Li Qinglin's heart was definitely not as peaceful as it seemed.
He silently pulled out his silver spear, turned to Ming He and said, "Do you still want to stay in my poor yard, fellow Taoist?"
Minghe asked: "Do you still hope that Pindao can come up with a solution?"
"Yes, let's put it all together. Maybe we can find a solution? After all, he is not really aging. He is just under a curse. Maybe it can be lifted?"
Minghe suddenly said: "Why do you care so much? Don't you want to know what he will choose?"
Qin Yi said: "I know that there is a way to live forever in the world, but from the perspective of a prince, I admire him even more for his idea of making the country strong and building a career without worrying about longevity. Even if Li Qinglin will be faint after many years, at least in the past few decades, he will be dull.
No, forcing people to be tortured in such a desperate situation, the answers obtained are meaningless. It is the distortion of Donghuazi's wishful thinking. For me, I don't want to know his choice at all, I just hope that he does not have to face this.
A choice.”
Minghe looked at him for a while, shook his head and said, "Fellow Taoist... still doesn't look like a monk."
Qin Yi was really not in the mood to discuss this debate between immortals and mortals at this time, and he was not in the mood to look at the matter from a spectator's perspective. He said no more, turned around and walked away with Li Qinglin's silver gun: "I said, at least for now
, I couldn’t bear it.”
…………
After walking out of the underground palace, Li Qinglin was still standing outside. Most of the army was no longer around, and neither was the veteran Xie Yuan.
Seeing Qin Yi coming out with a gun, Li Qinglin smiled bitterly, took the gun and said, "Thank you, brother Qin."
Qin Yi said: "Don't you still have something to finish?"
"I sent people to seal off the palace first. Anyway, we have already mobilized troops into the city, and if we ignore the will and think about a smooth handover, it is impossible. This is what happened after all." Li Qinglin paused and whispered: "To be honest.
To be honest, I am not in the mood to consider other details at this time."
Qin Yi wanted to say something, but Li Qinglin waved his hand and said, "I know that Brother Qin is a noble man. There are some things that are inconvenient to reveal in front of the soldiers, or even tell Qingjun...but I can talk to you."
Qin Yi withdrew his words of comfort and said, "Okay, I'll listen."
"I have long known that Donghuazi tried to murder me." Li Qinglin looked into the distance and said slowly: "I thought so before, if I died in his plot, or if this operation failed, then
Nanli will be handed over to Qingjun, so I will not marry her to Mang Zhan no matter what, and I will not let anything happen to her."
Qin Yi nodded and said: "You are sincere, and that jade pendant can prove everything."
"But Brother Qin..." Li Qinglin still looked into the distance, as if he didn't dare to look directly at Qin Yi, and whispered: "Now I know clearly that I won't live long, and even have no energy, but... I don't want to give up my seat to Qin Yi.
Qingjun. The throne is right in front of me, and I find that I can't say the words to give up. I'm a little confused. What is my ambition? Could it be that I have even deceived myself, thinking that I am for Nanli, but in fact it is just for Nanli?
For the throne?”
Qin Yi did not laugh, but said seriously: "This is normal...I don't ask for friends according to the standards of a saint. To say that I am dedicated to Nanli without any selfish desires is to be false."
Li Qinglin seemed to be relieved, and finally turned to him and smiled: "Brother Qin is a true friend."
Qin Yi said: "In fact, Qingjun is not suitable to take this responsibility. If you really leave it to her, it might be worse than Donghuazi's reincarnation."
Li Qinglin laughed: "It's very possible."
Qin Yi hesitated for a moment and finally said: "After all, you are an innate warrior, with stronger Qi and blood than ordinary people. Even if you are old, you still have some life left. Just hold on, I will try my best to think of something during these days..."
Li Qinglin's eyes suddenly became a little strange, and he said slowly: "I thought Brother Qin would say, teach me how to practice."
Qin Yi's heart skipped a beat.
Li Qinglin suddenly laughed again: "Forget it, that's what Donghuazi wants to see, right? Indulging in Taoism and harming the country and the family? I won't do what he wants." He paused and then said:
"After talking to Brother Qin, I feel much better. Brother Qin has had a hard day today, so he will go back to rest and accompany Qingjun."
After that, he strode away.
Qin Yi looked at his back and was speechless for a long time.
Liusu said: "There is a great horror between life and death. I usually think I can laugh at it, but when I really face it, I am still shaken."
"Encountering such a situation, a real person is complicated and shaken in his heart. At least he has not turned black directly." Qin Yi sighed: "If it were me, I would probably not be as calm as him."
Liusu asked: "If Li Qinglin turns around and still wants you to teach him how to practice, will you teach him?"
"Can you allow me to leak the magic secrets to the outside world at will?"
"That's just the basic technique, I don't care."
Qin Yi pursed his lips. He had just avoided Li Qinglin's explicit instructions. Apart from not knowing whether Liusu was willing or not, it was mainly because of his own hesitation.
Li Qinglin’s understanding of “indulging in Taoism leads to misunderstandings” is actually not accurate. According to this understanding, as long as you have enough self-control, you can do both state affairs and Taoism?
This is not the case. The real reason is that the purity and inaction required for cultivating the Tao, regardless of obsession, are essentially contrary to the attributes of the throne and cannot coexist at all. You can either abandon the throne and practice peace of mind. As long as you are still sitting on the throne, that is "
No emperor lives forever."
The biggest possibility is that there are two mistakes: neither immortality nor concern for state affairs. Countless emperors from ancient times have repeatedly proved this point.
Li Qinglin has already admitted that he can't let go of the throne... If he is taught to practice again, he will truly go back to his father's old path and become what he once hated the most.
Qin Yi can understand him, but he really doesn't want to see this day.