Contrary to Qin Yi's expectations, there was no thaumaturgy ahead.
The scope of the underground palace is quite large, but apart from the abnormality of the demon refining formation in front, the others are just places where Donghuazi's confidant Taoist priests and demons practice secretly. In other words, it is a place where you live every day, and there are no traps everywhere.
On the contrary, there are many formations such as gathering spirits, which are used to assist the practice.
Along the way, I could see many Taoist priests running away in a hurry, and then they were caught up by Li Qinglin's team, and they all killed them cleanly.
Many of the houses were empty, and some monsters were lying in the house recovering from injuries, and they were all killed by the soldiers.
The reason why the little monsters killed by Minghe's Seven Star Imperial Array did not surge into the sky like Ye Ling was because they were all underground. In fact, ten rooms and nine empty spaces have already been created, and all the antecedents are in line with Ruojie here.
Nothing out of the ordinary.
Li Qinglin grabbed a senior Taoist priest himself and said with a smile, "Brother Qingfeng, stay safe."
The Taoist priest's face was as pale as earth, shaking like chaff. As a close friend of Donghuazi, it is indispensable to fight against Li Qinglin on a daily basis. This time, I really don't know how he is going to concoct himself.
"Don't be so nervous." Li Qinglin said with a smile: "This place is too big, and we are troubled to find it. Please, please lead the way, so that we can meet the national teacher earlier."
This Taoist priest obviously did not take death as his home. He led the way tremblingly, and after a while, he arrived at another hall. The gate of the hall is made of metal, and it is thick and tightly closed. It is carved with a huge grimace. There are villains dancing around the grimace, as if some ancient ceremony.
The Taoist said tremblingly: "The national teacher is inside, I, I don't know how to open the door."
Qin Yi stepped forward to inspect it, and said with a tassel: "This isn't about witchcraft, it's just a mechanism. If you understand the mechanism, it will be opened at once, and if you don't understand, it will be no problem to smash it in. It seems that this Donghua What Zi has learned is really superficial, and we are overestimating him."
I only heard a "whoosh" in the hall, as if an arrow had been shot and stuck somewhere with a "poof", and with the sound, Li Qinglin covered his head again.
At this moment, everyone felt that something was wrong. Could it be that some sorcery was being practiced inside, and that Li Qinglin was murdered in this way
Qin Yi couldn't hold back any longer, and slammed the door heavily.
Everyone broke through the door together, and the heavy metal door could not withstand so many warriors slamming together. After a while, it was broken and the door opened.
The first thing I saw was a puppet that looked just like Li Qinglin, with a lifelike face, body and clothes that were exactly the same as Li Qinglin. Arrows have been shot into the puppet's forehead, throat, heart, and dantian.
Donghuazi sat cross-legged in front of him, chanting words in his mouth.
Everyone was furious, Li Qinglin rushed forward, and with just one shot, Donghuazi was pierced through, and he nailed it to the wall viciously: "How dare you use witchcraft to harm me!"
Donghuazi spat out a mouthful of blood, and laughed when he saw Li Qinglin.
Qin Yi felt an ominous feeling in his heart.
This witchcraft is obviously not completed, otherwise Li Qinglin would not be able to be so vigorous. In theory, witchcraft or Taoism can't stand such a fatal interruption. As long as the caster is killed and the puppet is burned, the witchcraft is useless.
What is he laughing at
Li Qinglin was obviously also confused. The shot did not directly hit Donghuazi at the key point, but just nailed him to the wall and wanted to ask questions.
Donghuazi's blood kept flowing, and he obviously wouldn't live long, but he looked rather energetic, with a smile like a spring breeze, and with his mouth full of blood, he looked very strange.
He took a few breaths and said slowly: "Actually, this method of seizing the soul requires nailing 365 acupoints, and it is far from complete. It was originally planned to take another five days to complete, but the prince is really powerful. This soldier is so quick and unexpected, this method is too late to complete."
This is Donghuazi's original plan. The king has about five or seven days to live. If Li Qinglin also died suddenly at that time... then Nanli's fate would not be known.
Li Qinglin said coldly: "Since that's the case, you are still hiding here and performing techniques tirelessly, is it an unwilling struggle to die?"
Donghuazi didn't answer, and suddenly said something else: "Prince, you know, although Pindao was indeed sent by Xihuang to make trouble, but over the years, the king has been trusted and loved by the people... Pindao's heart is also strong, from It has never sold out the interests of Nanli, on the contrary, the Pindao Committee has sincerely moved towards Nanli over the years.”
Li Qinglin laughed: "Could it be that you want to say that you are a great loyal and good, but I was forced to turn against you?"
"I don't dare to say whether I'm loyal or not. I don't know much about the truth. I've never learned anything, and I don't know much about the truth." It's not a pity, but in the hearts of the king and the poor man, everything they do is for longevity. Under the longevity, everything else is false, and the king himself thinks so, why is he solely responsible for the poor?"
Qin Yi pursed his lips, he knew that this concept was actually very close to tassel, maybe Minghe thought so.
They don't care about the things in the world, especially the mere affairs of a country. Who is loyal and who is traitor, who is beneficial to this small country, does it matter
Li Qinglin smiled and said: "You want to say, are you really helping your father Wang Changsheng? Just relying on your elixir that can eat people to death?"
"It is indeed recorded in the Taoist scriptures that the movement of lead and mercury is for yin and yang. Pindao also asked many Taoist friends, and everyone practiced this way. Pindao believes that if this method does not last long, it must be because of the lack of important medicines. So collecting demon pills is for this purpose. The prince really thinks that the king does not know how to make demons and get pills? He knows, but he is eating it himself."
Li Qinglin said angrily, "He's going to die after eating your pills, and he's still here to confuse everyone!"
Donghuazi said slowly: "Prince Dao Wang Shang is about to die... How can you know that it is not the liberation of the sun god and the great freedom?"
Everyone looked at him speechlessly, such ridiculous words, but from the look on Donghuazi's face, he seemed to really think so.
Li Qinglin was too lazy to continue listening to his nonsense, so he said, "Then you can go and be at ease."
As he said that, with a flick of his wrist, it would shatter Donghuazi's heart.
Donghuazi said, "Prince, you know, why is the poor man still using this sorcery when he knows it's too late?"
Li Qinglin's hand paused.
Donghuazi grinned: "Because the crown prince must be furious when he sees this scene, he will kill me immediately. Pindao's real witchcraft is used on himself, whoever kills me will suffer my life. Curse. The puppets are illusory, and the poor way itself is the trump card."
Li Qinglin's expression slowly changed.
"Prince is good at everything, brave and resourceful, and talented in the world. But everyone has flaws. For example, the martial artist's spirit, such as the prince, who always takes the lead in everything he does, may have been a heroic style, but sometimes it may be fatal. Like now."
Li Qinglin listened quietly and said lightly, "Thank you for the teachings of the national teacher."
Qin Yi listened silently, not to mention that they didn't understand witchcraft, and even if they did, they couldn't prevent the dike in advance. When Li Qinglin shot through Donghuazi, he had already entered the calculation.
He asked Tassel in a low voice, "Is there a way?"
Tassel sighed: "It doesn't feel lethal, but..."
Donghuazi coughed blood, and his smile became more and more happy: "Prince doesn't believe in longevity... Or even if there is longevity, he doesn't care about it, and he is full of ambitions and just wants to make achievements and build a family and the world. I really want to know, when the prince grows old and has gray hair, will he still be the Li Qinglin who doesn't believe in immortality. Ha... Hahaha..."
With the laughter, he closed his eyes with a smile, and there was no more sound.
Li Qinglin still maintained the posture of holding a gun, but everyone could see that his body was trembling slightly. Qin Yi stood behind Li Qinglin and watched as his jet-black hair slowly turned grey, and his head turned pale.