Chapter 52 Torture

The scene was completely silent, the soldiers looked at Li Qinglin, their lips were trembling, but they all lost their voices, not knowing what to say. Li Qinglin also turned his back to the crowd and did not turn his head. His body had become thin and hunched. Qin Yi knew that what he saw when he turned his head was probably a face full of wrinkles, and it was no longer the plump and handsome Li Qinglin.

He took a deep breath, and suddenly said, "Fellow Daoist Minghe, have you seen enough drama?"

The air was quiet for a moment, and a gust of fragrant wind blew on the face, and Minghe suddenly appeared beside him.

"Monsters are raging in the Prince's Mansion, why don't fellow daoists take action?"

"If you don't kill Ye Ling, of course you don't want to kill the other party. You have to be thorough on the sidelines." Ming He looked at Li Qinglin's white hair in a daze, and answered Qin Yi casually.

Qin Yi said casually, "Have you finished watching the play now?"

"..." Minghe was silent, no bystander could have imagined this result, including Liusu and Minghe.

A moment ago, she also felt that Nanli Fengyun was nothing more than that, no matter what kind of background she put on, she could not escape the essence of fighting for power in the end. Tassel also felt that it was boring and could not "add aftertaste to its long life".

But I didn't expect it to end like this in the end, to the point where a detached person like them felt moved, until now Tassel was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

The same is true for Minghe, with complicated emotions.

Qin Yi bowed to the ground: "Please help Brother Li once, fellow Taoist, Qin Yi will surely repay you in the future."

"There's nothing the poor Taoist can do." Ming He sighed softly: "The poor Taoist is only better than fellow Taoists in cultivation, not necessarily in all aspects of knowledge."

Qin Yi asked unwillingly: "Your sect doesn't have any special spells, such as rejuvenation?"

"If you can help people rejuvenate, you can help them live forever. If there is such a magic technique in the world, why do we have to seek the way? Unless we get the real nine-turn gold elixir, or an extremely special treasure of heaven and earth Non-Minghe can see."

Qin Yi was silent. Where to find something like this?

Minghe said again: "The most that the poor can help is to use illusions to make Nanli see that the prince is still the same as before. As for the subsequent things..."

"That's enough." Li Qinglin said suddenly: "Please ask the Taoist priest to perform the spell."

The voice is old and hoarse, like seventy or eighty.

Some soldiers couldn't help crying.

With a wave of Ming He's slender hand, a faint smoke brushed over Li Qinglin's body. In the eyes of everyone, Li Qinglin's back was tall and straight again, and his white hair turned black again.

He turned around slowly, and calmly said: "Let's leave 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, the feeling of falling sky dissipated a lot, and they lined up neatly and followed behind. Even though he is old, he is still that Li Qinglin.

Only Qin Yi looked at Dong Huazi's body silently, and the silver spear pierced through the body was not pulled out.

What situation would make a warrior forget even his personal weapons?

He knew that Li Qinglin's heart was definitely not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

He silently pulled out his silver gun, turned to Ming He and said, "Do fellow Taoists still want to stay in my broken yard?"

Ming He asked: "You still hope that Pindao can figure out a way?"

"Yes, we have summed it up, maybe there is a way? After all, he is not really aging, he is just under a curse, maybe it can be lifted?"

Ming He suddenly said: "Why do you care so much? Don't you want to know how he will choose?"

Qin Yidao: "I know that there is really a way of longevity in the world, but from the standpoint of a prince, I appreciate his philosophy of making the country rich and the people successful, regardless of longevity. Even after many years, Li Qinglin will be fatuous, at least in the past few decades. No, forcibly putting people in such a desperate situation for interrogation, the answers they get are meaningless, that 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 doesn't have to face such a situation. choice."

Ming He looked at him for a while, then shook his head and said, "Fellow Dao... still doesn't look like a cultivator."

Qin Yi was really not in the mood to talk about the 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 didn't say any more, and turned around with Li Qinglin's silver gun in his hand: "I said, at least for now , I couldn't break it."

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After walking out of the underground palace, Li Qinglin was still standing outside, most of the army was gone, and so was the veteran Xie Yuan.

Seeing Qin Yi coming out with a gun, Li Qinglin smiled wryly, took the gun and said, "Thank you, Brother Qin."

Qin Yi said: "Don't you have something to finish?"

"I asked people to block the palace first. Anyway, troops have been transferred into the city, and they have ignored the will. It is impossible to have a smooth handover. After all, this talk will fall." Li Qinglin paused, and said in a low voice: "The truth To be honest, I don’t think about other details at this moment.”

Qin Yi wanted to say something, but Li Qinglin waved his hand and said, "I know brother Qin is high-minded, and some things are inconvenient to express in front of the soldiers, or even tell Qing Jun... but I can talk to you."

Qin Yi withdrew his comforting words and said, "Okay, I'll listen."

"Donghua Zitu murdered me, I have known it for a long time." Li Qinglin looked into the distance, and said slowly: "I thought so before, if I die from his plan, or if this operation fails, then Nanli will be taken care of by Qing Jun, so no matter what, I will not marry her to Mang Zhan, and I will not let her have an accident."

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 at Qin Yi directly, and said in a low voice: "Now I know that I won't live long, and even my energy is low, but...but I don't want to give way to Qin Yi." Qingjun. The throne is right in front of my eyes, and I find that I can’t say the words to give up. I am a little confused, what is my ambition? Could it be that I have deceived myself, thinking that I am for Nanli, but in reality it is just For the throne?"

Qin Yi didn't laugh, but said seriously: "It's normal... I didn't ask for friends according to the standards of a saint. I really say that I am wholeheartedly for Nanli, and I don't have any selfish desires, but it's false."

Li Qinglin seemed relieved, and finally turned around and smiled at him: "Brother Qin is a true friend."

Qin Yi said: "In fact, Qing Jun is not suitable to take on this burden. If I really leave it to her, it might be worse than Dong Huazi's rebirth."

Li Qinglin laughed: "It's very possible."

Qin Yi hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "After all, you are an innate martial artist, with stronger vitality than ordinary people, and even if you are old, you still have some lifespan. You persist first, and I will try my best to find a way in these days..."

Li Qinglin's eyes suddenly became strange, and he said slowly: "I thought brother Qin would say, teach me how to practice."

Qin Yi's heart skipped a beat.

But Li Qinglin suddenly laughed again: "Forget it, that's what Donghuazi wants to see, right? Indulging in cultivating the Tao, making mistakes in family and country? I won't do what he wants." He paused, and then said: "Talking to Brother Qin, I feel much better. Brother Qin also worked hard today, so let's go back to rest and accompany Qing Jun."

After all, he strode away.

Qin Yi looked at his back, speechless for a while.

Liusu said: "There is a great horror between life and death. I usually feel that I can laugh at the right thing, but when I really face it, I am finally shaken."

"Encountered such a situation, a real person is complicated and shaken in his heart. At least he hasn't been directly blackened." Qin Yi sighed: "If it were me, I might not be as calm as him."

Liusu asked: "If Li Qinglin still wants you to teach him the way of cultivation, will you teach him or not?"

"Can you agree with me to casually leak the formula?"

"That's just a basic formula, I don't care."

Qin Yi pursed his lips tightly. He had avoided Li Qinglin's explicit indication just now, besides not knowing whether Liusu would agree or not, he was mainly hesitating.

Li Qinglin's understanding of "indulging in Taoism leads to mistakes" is actually not accurate. According to this understanding, as long as there is enough self-control, then state affairs and Taoism can be both correct?

Not so, the real reason is that the innocence and obsession needed to cultivate the Tao are in essence contrary to the attributes of the throne, and cannot coexist at all. Either you give up the throne and practice with peace of mind, as long as you are still sitting in the seat, that is "no emperor lives forever".

The biggest possibility is two mistakes, neither longevity nor state affairs, countless emperors have repeatedly proved this point in ancient times.

Li Qinglin has already admitted that he can't abandon the throne... If he is taught to practice again, he will truly go back to his father's old road and become what he once hated the most.

Qin Yi could understand him, but he really didn't want to see this day.