In fact, Qin Yi can understand the emperor's sense of expansion that he doesn't put immortals in his eyes, because both Lingxu and the monks from Dahuanxi Temple obviously show extraordinary abilities, but they all respect him as an emperor very much. The goddess of Dahuanxi Temple also enjoyed it with him. Under this kind of experience, he will naturally feel that the so-called immortals are no big deal, and they have to obey the orders of the emperor.
But the emperor is obviously thinking wrong...
What everyone respects has never been his power or strength. On the contrary, everyone is trying to shake and usurp his national destiny. Where can there be any respect? I didn't use extraordinary power to deal with you, but it's just a taboo under certain rules. If someone like Guan Ji really wants to go out, it's very easy to turn your entire Longyuan City into ruins. The emperor is the oldest.
It's a pity the emperor apparently didn't realize it.
Of course, Qin Yi couldn't take him seriously. He just answered lightly: "Whether or not to be a national teacher can be discussed again. Qin came here to find the source of the difference in dragon qi, and came here to return."
The emperor seemed to remember that he invited immortals to come here for this matter, and his mind was finally transferred: "Oh? What's the reason?"
Qin Yi said: "There must be something strange in the treasure house of the inner palace, just remove it."
Contrary to Qin Yi's expectations, the emperor heard this sentence, but he really flashed the murderous intention, and quickly restrained, and said in deep thought: "If this is the case, let the national teacher accompany the fairy to go in."
Although the murderous intention is fleeting, and ordinary people may not feel it, but the spiritual sense of the immortal cultivator is so keen that Qin Yi can detect the looming murderous intention without even looking at it.
The emperor wants to kill himself
I didn't mean it before, what did my words touch
He remained calm, turned his head to Lingxu and said, "Brother Lao is here."
Lingxu smiled and said: "Where is it, Daoist brother is also helping me do my best."
Dagan's royal treasury is much more explosive than Nanli. This is not a collection of common objects such as gold and silver jewelry. It is often some special tools that have been opened and turned by the "national masters" and "immortal masters" of the past dynasties. Some of them are really good instruments. There is also the possibility of the existence of high-grade treasures.
Even the structure of the treasury is not a simple warehouse, but an underground palace with various mechanisms. It was also built by the real Immortal Master Youdao in the early years. Ordinary practitioners may not be able to go in and out casually, so someone needs to take them.
Ling Xu led Qin Yi to the door of the treasure house, and ordered the guards to open the door. He seemed to say casually, "Brother Daoist, why don't you really stay and be a national teacher? You can also take care of your little niece."
Qin Yi smiled: "Everyone has their own way of fate. The little girl has His Majesty's care and doesn't need me to intervene too much... Just come and see her when you have time."
While speaking, the heavy iron door of the treasure house had opened, and the two stepped in. At the moment when the light was staggered and obscured just after entering the door, no one noticed that a yellow mouse had sprung out of Qin Yi's arms, and it slid along the dark corner without a shadow.
Qin Yi turned to the left as if nothing had happened. It was a weapons showroom. There were many swords hanging on the wall, some of which were very spiritual or bloody.
Lingxu said: "This is the sword used by the emperors of the past dynasties, and the weapon used by famous generals to kill, from which Dagan Guoyun came."
Qin Yi looked around: "Is there no sword of founding?"
Lingxu knew what he was thinking. Of course, it was most likely the Sword of Founding that was related to the Dragon of Luck.
"The treasure, of course, is in the deepest secret room and will not be displayed in the place where you just entered the door." Lingxu said with a smile: "If Brother Daoist is interested in the sword here, it is not a problem to take a sword for personal use after Bingming. Can't."
"Hmm..." Qin Yi saw a mace leaning against the wall, he picked it up subconsciously, weighed it twice, and shook his head again.
Too light... This is also worthy of a mace!
"Let's go." He casually dropped the stick: "Since the things related to luck are in the deepest secret room, just go and see. I didn't come to Taobao."
Ling Xu didn't say anything, and continued to lead him to the depths, passing several secret rooms on the way, and did not open it again.
Qin Yi has been sensing the location of the treasure of Qiyun, and it really is in the deepest position in front. But it went deeper and deeper into the ground, the surroundings were dark, and there were countless traps. This was indeed a good place to set up any traps to trap people.
He woke up even more carefully.
There was nothing wrong along the way, Ling Xu took Qin Yi around several turns, and finally came to a golden gate at the end.
Ling Xu pressed somewhere beside the door, and the golden door slowly opened.
This secret room is very small, with only one incense table, on which is enshrined a brilliant sword. There is a painting on the wall next to the back of the sword, which depicts the mountains and rivers of the universe, which complements the meaning of this sword.
Other than that there is nothing.
Qin Yi could clearly feel that the mysterious power that restrained the dragon of luck and prevented it from flying away was indeed emanating from this secret room. As soon as the door was opened, the dense air of luck was unbearably strong. Confidence.
Lingxu is looking at the sword.
Qin Yi is looking at the painting.
The sword and the painting are considered to be together, and the luck is shrouded in it, and no one can tell where it came from. If anyone can tell the difference, they will probably directly believe that this sword of founding must be the treasure of fortune, only Qin Yi knows that it is not.
is painting.
The mountains and rivers in the painting are the real treasures that keep this country alive.
And Qin Yi is too familiar with this painting method and the hidden atmosphere in it, and it is simply the same person as the monkey painting on him.
This is the painting made by Ju Yunxiu's master—and his titular master Qin Yi.
Ju Yunxiu once thought that the painting that he gave to his friends in the world was not a treasure. Facts have proved that this painting is the highest-ranking painting among the several paintings collected so far.
There may not be anything that can hurt people, but the value is higher than hurting people.
Qin Yi can see that the meaning of mountains and rivers in this painting is this vast land, this great river and mountains, and it is the land and creatures covered by the country called "Dagan", not the Dagan royal family. .
My goal is completely consistent with the meaning of "Master", and I no longer have any doubts.
Qin Yi stepped in.
Lingxu didn't keep up, a strange light flashed in his eyes.
The secret room is very small. Qin Yi reached the incense table in a few steps, reached out and touched the sword, turned his head and smiled and said, "Brother Dao, it may indeed be this thing."
Lingxu's eyes became surprised, and he stepped forward strangely, as if he wanted to see more clearly.
Just when he walked to Qin Yi's side, Qin Yi suddenly pulled away and flew back.
Just before the futon on which the two stood, the light of the formation suddenly appeared on the ground, like a prison rising, trapping Ling Xu in an instant. At the same time, the sword lit up with a fierce light, and a sharp sword qi roared down at Lingxu. It was extremely fierce, at least it was a blow from Tengyun!
"clang!"
Lingxu seemed to be a little prepared, but he was very embarrassed due to insufficient practice. He finally sacrificed a gossip plate to block a sword. The gossip plate was directly destroyed, but the sword qi did not weaken much, and it penetrated his shoulder abruptly. , pinned him to the wall.
If it weren't for preparation, this one would be enough to kill him!
"Plopped", Lingxu fell to the ground along the wall, clutching the shoulder injury hard, vomiting blood, obviously the injury was not only the shoulder, but also the inside of the body had been injured by the sword qi.
He stared at Qin Yi hard, but couldn't say what he wanted to say.
Lingxu really couldn't understand, why did Qin Yi touch the sword without any trouble, and when he stepped up to take a look out of curiosity, he triggered the ban
Qin Yi smiled slightly: "Brother Dao, next time, no matter if you advance or retreat, be decisive, you will lose if you hesitate."
Following the voice, he retreated again.
In the air of the secret room, there seemed to be an invisible big bell, which came down with a bang.
If you think that the sword qi just now is the only restriction here and relax, it will be fixed now. But Qin Yi, as if he had expected it, suddenly grabbed the mace and swept behind him: "Master Cihui, is your neck okay?"
The corridor behind it was empty, and there was not even a living person. At this moment, there was a sudden sound of gold and iron symphony, and Cihui showed her figure with a Zen staff.