The emperor once again looked at Lin Xi with unimaginable eyes, trying to see a little bit of joking on Lin Xi's face.
Lin Xi disappointed him.
That old face was filled with an enigmatic smile.
The emperor has never understood the 'Wen Yuanxiang' in front of him so poorly at this moment, but he has never understood the other person's thoughts in this situation like this.
This seems to be an expression from a more advanced predator when looking down at the food.
Just like in front of a tiger, even the leader of a huge flock is still just food, and will not change because of its different status within the group.
In fact, Lin Xi was slightly looking forward to it and was considering whether to kill the emperor directly and swallow his human soul.
Although the consequences of doing so will be that you must return early.
But the emperor's human soul may taste a little different from ordinary souls?
The emperor's eyes glanced around randomly.
When he found the Jian Tiansi monk coming with his sword, his eyes burst into light of expectation.
"Tian Hezi! Xu Lun! Save me! Save me quickly!" At this time, he had forgotten to call himself a widower and returned to the essential and simple self-title.
The two monks who were named had a look of helplessness on their faces.
Then he said to Lin Xi: "Wen Xiang! I've heard of his name for a long time! I never thought that Wen Xiang is also a practitioner. He has already established a foundation and is practicing casually. He is quite good."
"It is inconvenient for us to get involved in the internal affairs of the Da Zui imperial court. However... since today is the right time to meet, please give me and other senior brothers a face and don't hurt the life of the king of Da Zui."
Although he looked down upon the officials of the secular dynasty, since Lin Xi was a cultivator and had successfully built a foundation, he could be considered a fellow disciple, so the monk from the Supervisory Heaven Division was quite polite to Lin Xi.
Of course... a few good casual cultivators recruited by Lin Xi were watching eagerly from the sidelines, which may also be one of the important factors.
Hearing that Tianhezi said that he wanted to protect himself, the emperor breathed a sigh of relief.
After being defeated by the great monks of the Jingxian Sect, even he himself did not know that while he was frightened in his heart, he also became dependent on the monks of the Jingxian Sect.
Maybe this is also... Stockholm Syndrome?
Lin Xi did not answer Tian Hezi, but continued to stare at the emperor.
In the palm of his hand, flame runes have been condensed.
The runes absorbed the energy of the flames and emitted increasingly higher temperatures.
Playing with the fireball, Lin Xi continued to wait for the emperor's answer.
Looking at the jumping fireball and the high temperature that had radiated over, the emperor swallowed his saliva and finally said: "Okay! If Minister Wen comes back like a crane, I will treat him like a nephew..."
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Having said this, it is already very reluctant.
It has always been true that after the death of a minister, he enjoyed the special care of the emperor. The emperor worshiped the deceased as his nephew. However, there were special reasons for this. For example, the minister saved the building from falling, personally raised the young emperor to adulthood, and then returned the power.
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Seeing the emperor who didn't want to continue talking, Lin Xi threw the big fireball in his hand, clearly displaying his threat.
"I... I will kowtow in front of the tomb and personally burn the edicts for my sins... to inform the souls of the dead." When he said this, the emperor almost shed tears.
humiliation!
This is a huge humiliation.
And it was in front of all the ministers, and there were practitioners who he couldn't control at all.
Obviously, today's matter cannot be covered up.
From now on, he, Yang Mace... will leave a mark in the history of the emperor because of today's appointment.
He could even imagine how many future generations would make up stories based on what happened to him today, or write satirical and sarcastic poems.
The last bit of obsession in Wen Yuanxiang's soul was completely relieved.
From this moment on, his soul has all fallen into Lin Xi's palm, and he can carry it all back to the tide of chaos.
Although Wen Yuanxiang was dedicated to serving the public good, he only cared about the people of the world and the emperor.
But he still had a trace of hatred, maybe even he himself didn't notice it.
"In other words, in order to completely relieve the soul, the other party's superficial wishes are of course important, but we also need to dig into the heart? Why do I feel that... it is getting more and more troublesome and complicated?" Lin Xi felt that if this was the case, then he would have to
Think about it more.
If there is another opportunity to respond to the call in the future, if the possessed guy does not have enough soul potential and does not have much benefit, there is no need to follow the other person's wish and leave, just collect some negative emotions, and then return with the human soul.
That’s it.
Otherwise, an ordinary farmer with a mediocre soul wants to own hundreds of millions of mountains and rivers, achieve great achievements, have a harem of three thousand beauties, and live for eternity... Then Linxi won't die from exhaustion, that's not necessarily the case.
It can be done.
Relieving Wen Yuanxiang's soul, Lin Xi dispersed the fireball and turned the horse's head.
Then he shouted coldly: "Drive!"
The horse carried the old minister, crossed half of the Longevity Palace in the air, and ran away outside the palace. From the beginning to the end, he did not even look at the monks who were overseeing the Tiansi.
The magic swords in the hands of several monks were trembling with anger, and they secretly hated it in their hearts. They would definitely look for opportunities to look good to this ungrateful deceitful person.
Lin Xi rode his horse alone out of the imperial city. The road was smooth and unimpeded. When he saw Lin Xi galloping in from a distance, the palace people hurriedly opened the palace gate to let him go, not daring to stop him at all. Just like when he came, he left like the wind.
The emperor had already agreed to his promise and suffered great humiliation.
Regardless of whether he will really keep his promise... these are not what Lin Xi cares about.
Even after he left, Wen Yuanxiang's bones were dug up by the emperor and whipped, what does that have to do with Lin Xi?
Lin Xi went straight to the Yuansi Town in the west of the city after leaving the palace.
Not only are his barbarian knights stationed here, but there are also many casual cultivators coming and going.
Although Lin Xi does not have the right to directly order these casual cultivators.
However, the casual cultivators are still grateful for Lin Xi's 'merits' and are quite polite to him. If it is a casual favor, they are more than willing to do it for him.
In the study, Lin Xi took a deep breath, burned part of the negative emotions into the evil spirit, and then breathed it into his Dantian.
There are a few more drops of true essence liquid in the Dantian, and at the same time, there are a few more cracks outside the Dantian.
Blooming flowers and burning oil are the current state of Linxi.
This is true regardless of his position or the practice in his body.
When I opened the window, I heard the sound of flapping wings.
A dark crow flew in along the window.
Then he stood on the penholder in front of Lin Xi's desk.
Preening the feathers with the bird's beak.
"Wen Yuanxiang!"
"Wen Yuanxiang! Are you practicing magic skills?"
"The demonic energy is obscure yet pure, a saint on the outside but a demon on the inside... This is the method of ancient demonic cultivation. In today's world of cultivation, only the Nine Paths of Saints and Demons have such inheritance. Which one are you?" Crow stared at Lin Xi.
, issued a question.
He seemed very confident, feeling that he had revealed Lin Xi's background and reality with just one mouthful.
Lin Xi looked at the crow.
Burning with negative emotions, he looked at the crow with the ability to look at his weaknesses.
The large amount of negative emotions collected are reduced layer by layer.
It wasn't until halfway through that Lin Xi's heart and liver ached, that he saw some images in the blur.
"Interesting! You were originally a human, but your soul was captured by the big demon and stuffed into the body of a crow, turning you into a demon. Demon-slayer Xiaojun Nong Yingfan... This was your former name, right?"
"The seventh disciple of the second elder of the Jingxian Sect is from a famous family and has an extraordinary background... I wonder if your master knew that you had become a demon, would he find a way to save you, or would he kill you... to eliminate demons and protect the way?"