Chapter 202 The Great Rebellion

"Recently." Qin Yi caught the point: "Brother Dao, what do you mean, Guiguan didn't do these things before?"

"Of course not." Lingxu sighed: "To be honest, although we enjoy the honor in the world, it doesn't mean that we are unrestrained. The cultivation that a monk should have is still necessary, otherwise what is the practice? Although we have women Crown, but it is also a separate school to practice, how can it be as virtuous as it is now?"

Qin Yi said: "I think those little Taoist nuns have very shallow cultivation. It is reasonable to say that they have never started. They probably just have to be taught some breathing methods. They are not real Taoist nuns at all."

"Of course you can't hide it from fellow Taoists." Lingxu smiled: "It's just bought by the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion, so that the princes and relatives can feel that there is a Taoist aunt here to assist in double cultivation... A poor Taoist would choose a thousand apprentices Wan Xuan, how can a little girl with real spiritual roots make a lot of money in this mortal world, they are thinking too much."

Qin Yi was puzzled and said, "I really don't understand this. Are you trying to curry favor with princes? Shouldn't they kneel down and beg you?"

"It was true at first, but time has changed..." Lingxu said in a low voice: "We and the imperial court are in a state of interdependence. The imperial court needs our immortal cultivation. The astrology can be seen inside to predict good and bad luck, and the outside can be seen." Mutual containment with the immortal family of the enemy country. Of course, we also need the power of the court to collect resources and cultivate disciples. However, these are just signs, fellow daoists, do you know what can really make us respected by the court and the public?"

Qin Yi said decisively, "It's Changsheng."

A look of surprise flashed in Lingxu's eyes: "Fellow Taoist is young, but you can really see it clearly. It is precisely because the princes are eager for the method of longevity that they beg us. But once they find out, it is very vague to seek longevity here. , but there are other sects that can make them gain benefits quickly, of course they will alienate us and turn to others, that is, they know that we do have real magic power, so we only give some respect."

Qin Yi understood.

It was because other immortal cultivators got involved and competed with them for the respect of Qianlong Temple.

Contacting them with the attractive demeanor of a little Taoist nun, Qin Yi immediately remembered Dahuanxi Temple and what he had seen and heard in that Hongfa Temple back then: "Could it be that some lewd temples claim to practice Huanxi Zen together to attract princes and nobles and compete with you for the ruling and opposition parties?" Faithful?"

Lingxu made a salute: "Fellow Daoist is indeed a clear lesson."

Qin Yi pondered to himself.

This kind of thing is not like what Dahuanxi Temple is going to do by itself. To be honest, Dahuanxi Temple randomly sends a Tengyun-level head seat or something, and it will be like killing a chicken. What's the point of such a secret trick?

It is more like the work of an outer sect like Hongfa Temple.

But it's not necessarily true, I don't know the way of Dahuanxi Temple very well, maybe they just want to spread seeds to spread the word, rather than relying on force to fight for it?

He didn't show any relationship between himself and Dahuanxi Temple, and asked calmly: "Brother Lingxu is far more powerful than ordinary people, and he has thousands of disciples. Haven't you ever thought of becoming emperor yourself? Compete with others for this matter." Why use it?"

"Heh..." Lingxu smiled and said, "Why do we practice Taoism after becoming an emperor? In the end, what we want is longevity, not imperial power. What we want is different. Otherwise, why don't fellow Taoists become an emperor?"

Qin Yi also laughed. But I don't quite believe it in my heart. Haven't there been one or two careerists in your Taoist temple for hundreds of years? Think you are me?

But I heard Lingxu continue: "Besides, even if I want to sit on the dragon chair for a while, I have the backing of the immortal family. If the country is destroyed by human power, I won't care. If someone makes trouble by relying on practice, someone will Nevermind."

Qin Yi didn't realize it all at once: "Who is it?"

Lingxu pointed at him: "You. Or Wan Dao Immortal Palace."

Qin Yi laughed dumbfounded, indeed, that's why he came here...

After working for a long time, the secular imperial power will not be overthrown by extraordinary power, in fact, it is because of the backing of the fairy family. Maybe Da Huanxi Temple didn't take action directly, but instead played tricks secretly, also in order to conform to the consensus of the immortal family that "things in the world are completed in the world", and they don't want to act with power far beyond the ordinary.

Qin Yi suddenly thought of Xihuang and their Mangshan ancestors... Maybe everyone who can establish a country has a secret helper from the Xian family at the beginning of the founding of the country, which is also a manifestation of the luck of the flying dragon in the sky.

What about Nanli?

The ancestor of Nanli, is there a fairy family backstage?

Maybe there are, Nanming Lihuo's country name has a bit of this flavor in it. It's just that it has faded for thousands of years, and even the king doesn't know that there is such a thing... Is the jade pendant related to this?

"But if this is the case, the logic of this matter is wrong." Qin Yi said with a smile: "Isn't the royal family hiding the way to ask for help from our Myriad Dao Immortal Palace? Why did you ask for help? Don't say I went to the wrong place, come on." The messenger who asked for help was not talking about Qianlong Temple."

Lingxu stared at him for a while, then slowly said: "Fellow Daoist is very cautious, he doesn't look like a boy of seventeen or eighteen."

Qin Yi smiled: "I've been tricked a lot, so naturally I have to figure it out."

"The envoy is Junior Brother Pindao, and now he is an angel in the inner palace. The truth is, the Tianshu Divine Tower, Myriad Dao Immortal Palace, Penglai Sword Pavilion, Myriad Phrases... are too ethereal, and the world only listens to them as legends. Who knows where you are? On the contrary, we only know that it is of course us who ask for help, not the royal family."

"So when you ask for help, you will not 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 teacher and the ancestors of Daqian."

"Family, family teacher?" Lingxu's eyes widened: "Dare to ask you..."

Qin Yi smiled slightly: "Let me introduce formally, Qin Yi, the current disciple of Wandao Immortal Palace Qinqi Calligraphy and Painting School, Immortal Palace supervisor, and the master of the ninety-first peak."

Lingxu almost choked himself to death, thinking that the Suzerain Ju sent a low-level disciple at will, this f*ck is a secondary minister, he has a prestigious position in the fairy palace, okay?

His attitude took a 180-degree turn in an instant, and the slightly hesitant and disappointed look on his face was all fed to the dog, and he bowed and said, "Dao... oh no, senior is here, it's impolite... "

Qin Yi waved his hand: "Let's gossip, I just want to know the specific situation."

Lingxu smiled apologetically: "We asked for help from the Immortal Palace, of course it wasn't for fighting with others, we don't have that face... Senior, did you see the phantom of the dragon on the observatory?"

Qin Yi nodded: "I see, the image is a bit thin, it's about luck."

This arrogant statement, if it were someone else, would have been crossed out long ago, but Lingxu just apologized: "This dragon-shaped phantom is our secret method showing the image of a large dragon vein. It was originally used for observation, and it is not a real thing." If it's just because the dragon shape shakes or even dissipates, it can only mean that the luck of the great power is exhausted, and we don't want to ask for help because of this."

Qin Yi said, "What's the situation?"

"The current situation is that the dragon shape, which was originally just an image, has solidified, as if it has really become an entity. If the people in this conception were not restrained by the formation, the dragon might have run away. This is not a big deal There is a problem with the transportation, but there are powerful monks who are performing special magic...so this matter..."

Qin Yi was stunned for a moment, what else is going on?

A phantom, which is nothing more than an image observation, becomes an entity?

This is absurd. It’s like saying that someone’s luck has been relatively good recently. This luck is just an empty concept, not referring to the real thing. It’s understandable to say that there is a secret transfer, but what does it mean to be an entity? How can there be such a reason?

Luck ran with long legs?

You thought there was a tassel in the stick!

This strange situation should indeed be dealt with by the backstage of the Xian family. It's no wonder that Lingxu looked at him with hesitation and disappointment of distrust. This kind of magic, a young man who has only just reached the fourth level of Qinxin, has a high probability that he can't understand it.

This is a bit miserable.

While being infiltrated by the Dahuanxi Temple in various ways, the government and the public are messing with joy and bliss, and on the other hand, there is a great power who doesn't know where it comes from, and even its great dragon spirit is being manipulated. I don't know if the two are related. In short, in this case, once the big work is over, Qianlongguan will probably have to pack up and go outside the mountain. No wonder they will ask for help.

This matter really should be taken care of, whether it is fulfilling the task agreed by the master or the old grievances between himself and Dahuanxi Temple, there are sufficient reasons to intervene.

Thinking of this, he said, "I know about this."

Lingxu heaved a sigh of relief, no matter how well the young man practiced, he just had to take care of him because of his status. The matter is not so urgent, if he can't solve it, it's still too late to go back and bring reinforcements. After thinking for a while, he asked again: "I don't know where the senior plans to start? Do you need help from the poor?"

Qin Yi stroked his chin and thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "Find out someone for me."

"Senior, please tell me."

"A fat man who likes to wear yellow clothes. He said his surname is Han."