The scene was silent. The soldiers looked at Li Qinglin, their lips were trembling, but they all lost their voices. They didn't know what to say. Li Qinglin also turned his back to everyone and did not look back. His body had become thin and hunched. Qin Yi knew that what he saw this time was a wrinkled face, and he was no longer the handsome Li Qinglin.

He took a deep breath and suddenly said, "Fellow Daoist Minghe, have you watched enough of the show?"

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

"The monsters are raging in the prince's house, why not take action?"

"Either kill Ye Ling, you will naturally not kill the other party. Just watch thoroughly." Minghe looked at Li Qinglin's white hair in a daze and answered Qin Yi casually.

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

"..." Minghe was silent. No matter who was bystander, he could not imagine the result, including Liusu and Minghe.

A moment ago, she also felt that Nanli Fengyun was just like this. No matter what background she put on, she could not escape the essence of power struggle. Liusu also felt boring and could not "add aftertaste to its long life."

But unexpectedly, the ending was like this. It was so touching that all the transcendents like them were moved. Until now, Liusu was silent and didn't know what she was thinking.

The same is true for Minghe, and his mood is quite complicated.

Qin Yi bowed to the ground: "Please help Brother Li when you come back, Qin Yi will be rewarded in the future."

"I can't do anything, either." Minghe sighed: "I only have better cultivation than fellow Taoists, and all kinds of knowledge may not be successful."

Qin Yi asked unwillingly: "Your sect does not have some special magic, can you be rejuvenated or something?"

"If we can help others to rejuvenate, we can help others to live forever. If there is such a magic in the world, why should we seek the great way? Unless we obtain the real Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, or extremely special treasures of heaven and earth, this is not something that Minghe can see."

Qin Yimoran. Where can I find such a thing?

Minghe said again: "At most I can help, I only use illusions to let the Nanli court and the people see that the prince is still the same. As for what happened afterwards..."

"That's enough." Li Qinglin suddenly spoke: "Please use the Taoist priest."

The voice was old and hoarse, like seventy-eighty.

Some soldiers couldn't help crying.

Minghe waved his slender hand, and a faint smoke and dust brushed across Li Qinglin's body. In everyone's eyes, Li Qinglin's back was straight again, and his white hair turned black again.

He slowly turned around and said calmly: "Let's leave here first, there are still many things to end."

After saying this, he strode out, his steps remained firm. The soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, and the feeling of falling sky dissipated a lot, and they followed behind neatly. Even though he was old, he was still Li Qinglin.

Only Qin Yi looked at Dong Huazi's corpse silently, and the silver spear penetrated from the corpse was not pulled down.

What situation will make a warrior forget even his close-fitting weapons?

He knew that Li Qinglin's heart was definitely not as calm as he seemed.

He silently pulled out his silver spear and turned to Minghedao: "Do you still want to board my broken yard?"

Minghe asked: "Do you still hope I can come up with a solution?"

"Yes, we can probably have a way out together? After all, he is not really aging, but just being cursed, and maybe he can be lifted?"

Minghe suddenly said, "What are you doing? You care so much? Don't you want to know what he would choose?"

Qin Yi said: "I know there is a way to live in the world, but from the standpoint of a prince, his idea of ​​enriching the country, strengthening the people and making achievements without asking about immortality makes me even more appreciated. Even after many years, Li Qinglin will be foolish. At least in the past few decades, he would not have been able to force people to question them. The answers he got were meaningless. It was a wishful distortion of Donghuazi. For me, I didn't want to know his choice at all, I just hope that he didn't need to face such a choice."

Minghe looked at him for a while, shook his head and said, "Fellow Taoist... still doesn't look like a cultivator."

Qin Yi was really not in the mood to discuss the debate between the immortals and mortals at this time, and he was not in the mood to look at the matter from a bystander perspective. He didn't say anything more, and turned around with Li Qinglin's silver spear: "I said that at least for now, I can't break it."

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Walking out of the underground palace, Li Qinglin was still standing outside. Most of the army was no longer around, and the veteran Xie Yuan was no longer there.

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 have something to finish?"

"I asked someone to block the palace first. Anyway, the troops have been transferred into the city and I have ignored the will. I still think that there is no possibility of a smooth handover. I will eventually be able to get this talk." Li Qinglin paused and whispered: "To be honest, I have not considered other details at this time."

What Qin Yi wanted to say, Li Qinglin waved his hand and said, "I know Brother Qin is noble and has some words that are inconvenient to express in front of the soldiers, and even inconvenient to tell Qingjun... but I can tell you."

Qin Yi took back his words of consolation and said, "Okay, I'll listen."

"I have long known this to Donghuazi's attempt to murder me." Li Qinglin looked into the distance and said slowly: "I thought so before. If I died of his plan or failed this time, Nanli would be left to Qingjun to take responsibility, so I would not marry her to Wu Zhan, nor would I let her get into trouble."

Qin Yi nodded and said, "You are sincere, and you can prove everything from that jade pendant."

"But Brother Qin..." Li Qinglin still looked in the distance, as if he didn't dare to look directly at Qin Yi, and whispered: "Now I know that I won't live long and I'm not energetic, but... I don't want to give up the throne to Qingjun. The throne is right in front of me, and I find that I can't say anything to give up. I'm a little confused. What is my ambition? Did I even cheat myself over and think that it's just for the throne?"

Qin Yi did not laugh at him, but said seriously: "This is normal... I did not ask friends by the standards of a saint. I really said that I was dedicated to Nanli, and I had no selfish desires, but it was false."

Li Qinglin seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and finally turned to smile at him: "Brother Qin is a true friend."

Qin Yi said: "In fact, Qingjun is not suitable for carrying this burden. If you really give it to her, it may be worse than Donghuazi's rebirth."

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

Qin Yi hesitated for a moment and finally said, "After all, you are a congenital warrior. Your qi and blood are stronger than ordinary people. Even if you age, you still have a long life. You persist first, and I will try my best to think of ways during these days..."

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

Qin Yi's heart was thrilled.

Li Qinglin suddenly called out again: "Forget it, that's what Donghuazi hopes to see. Being addicted to Taoism and having both family and country mistakes? I won't do what he wants." He paused and said: "I'm in a much better mood after revealing to Brother Qin. Brother Qin is working hard today, so I'll go back to rest and accompany Qingjun."

After saying that, he left with great strides.

Qin Yi looked at his back and was speechless for a while.

Liusu said: "There is a great horror between life and death. I usually think I can smile, but when I really face it, I was still shaken."

"A real person is to encounter such a situation and be in a complicated and shaken heart. After all, he has not turned black yet." Qin Yi sighed: "If it were me, he would probably not be as calm as him."

Liusu asked, "If Li Qinglin turned around and asked you to teach him the method of practice, would you teach him?"

"Can you agree that I can just flow the magic tricks out?"

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

Qin Yi pursed his lips. He had avoided Li Qinglin's explicit instructions just now. In addition to not knowing whether Liusu was willing to do so, he was mainly hesitating.

Li Qinglin’s understanding of “addicted to practicing Taoism leads to misleading things” is actually not accurate. If you really understand it this way, as long as you have enough self-control, you will be able to practice Taoism at the same time?

This is not the case. The real reason is the purity and inaction required for practicing Taoism. Putting aside obsession, the essence is contrary to the attributes of this throne and cannot coexist. Either you abandon the throne and practice with peace of mind. As long as you still sit in the seat, it is "no emperor will live forever."

The biggest possibility is two mistakes. It is neither able to live forever nor indulge in national affairs. In ancient times, countless emperors have repeatedly proved this.

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