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Chapter 223 Changes in the Treasure House

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    In fact, Qin Yi can understand the emperor's arrogance of not paying attention to immortals, because both Lingxu and the monks from Dahuanxi Temple have obviously demonstrated extraordinary abilities, but they all respect him as the emperor.  The goddess of Dahuanxi Temple was still enjoying it along with him.  After this kind of experience, he would naturally feel that the so-called immortals were no big deal and they all had to obey the orders of the emperor.

    But the emperor obviously had a wrong idea

    "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, it was just a taboo under certain rules. If someone like Guanji really wanted to go all out, it would be very easy to turn your entire Longyuan City into ruins. The emperor is the elder.

    It is a pity that the emperor obviously did not realize this.

    Of course, Qin Yi couldn't take him seriously, so he just replied calmly: "Whether I want to be a national advisor or not is up for debate. Qin came here because he found the source of the difference in the dragon's energy, and he came here to revive him."

    The emperor seemed to have remembered that the reason for inviting the immortal was this, and his thoughts were finally diverted: "Oh? What's the reason?"

    Qin Yi said: "There must be something strange in the inner palace treasure house, just get rid of it."

    Contrary to Qin Yi's expectation, after hearing these words, the emperor actually dodged the murderous intention, quickly restrained himself, and said in a deep voice: "In that case, the Imperial Master should go in with the Immortal."

    Although the murderous intent is fleeting and may not be felt by ordinary people, the spiritual sense of immortal cultivators is so sharp that Qin Yi can detect the murderous intent looming without even looking.

    The emperor wants to kill himself?

    You didn¡¯t mean this before. What did your words trigger?

    He remained calm, turned to Lingxu and said, "Thank you, Taoist brother."

    Lingxu smiled and said: "No matter where I am, brother Taoist is also doing his best to help me."

    Daqian¡¯s royal treasury is much more powerful than Nanli¡¯s.  These are not collections of mundane objects such as gold, silver and jewelry. They are often special utensils that have been blessed and illuminated by the "national masters" and "immortal masters" of the past dynasties. Some of them are really fine magical instruments.  There is also the possibility of high-grade treasures.

    Even the structure of the treasure house is not a simple warehouse, but an underground palace with various mechanisms and formations.  It was also built by a real Taoist immortal master in the early years. Ordinary practitioners may not be able to go in and out of it at will, so someone needs to take care of it.

    Lingxu led Qin Yi to the door of the treasure house, ordered the guards to open the door, and said casually: "Brother Taoist, why don't you really stay and become a national teacher? I can also take care of your little niece."

    Qin Yi smiled and said: "Everyone has their own fate. Since the little girl has His Majesty's care, I don't need to interfere too much Just come and see her when you have time."

    While talking, the heavy iron door of the treasure house had been opened, and the two of them stepped in.  At the moment when the light was blocked when they first entered the door, no one noticed that a yellow mouse came out of Qin Yi's arms, and it disappeared along the dark corner of the wall.

    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 worn by the emperors of the past dynasties and the killing weapon of famous generals. This is where the fate of the country comes from."

    Qin Yi looked around: "There is no founding sword?"

    Lingxu knew what he was thinking. The thing related to the Dragon of Luck was of course most likely to be the founding sword.

    "Of course that kind of treasure is in the deepest secret room and will not be displayed here where we just entered the door." Lingxu smiled and said: "If Brother Dao is interested in the sword here, it would not be wrong for the Lord Bingming to take one for his own use later.  Can't."

    "Well" Qin Yi saw a mace leaning against the wall, picked it up subconsciously, weighed it twice, and shook his head.

    Too lightthis deserves to be called a mace!

    "Let's go." He dropped the stick casually: "Since the items related to luck are in the deepest secret room, just go and take a look. I'm not here to hunt for treasure."

    Lingxu didn¡¯t say anything, and continued to lead him deeper. He passed several secret rooms on the way, but he didn¡¯t open them any more.

    Qin Yi has been sensing the location of the luck-suppressing treasure, and it is indeed at the deepest position in front.  But as we walked deeper and deeper, we were already deep underground. It was dark all around and there were countless traps. This was indeed a good place to set up any traps to deceive people.

    He was even more cautious.

    There was nothing wrong along the way. Lingxu led Qin Yi through several turns and finally reached the golden gate at the end.

    The spirit is weak at the doorPressing somewhere, the Golden Gate slowly opened.

    This secret room is very small, with only an incense table on which a shining sword is enshrined.  There is a painting hanging on the wall immediately behind the sword, depicting the universe, mountains and rivers, which complements the meaning of the sword.

    There is nothing else.

    Qin Yi clearly felt that the faint force that restrained the dragon of luck from flying away was indeed emanating from this secret room. As soon as the door was opened, the dense luck was extremely strong.  Confidence.

    Lingxu is looking at the sword.

    Qin Yi is looking at paintings.

    The sword and the painting are considered to be together, and the fate is so dense that no one can tell where they come from.  If anyone were to tell the difference, they would probably directly conclude that the founding sword must be a treasure that suppresses fortune. Only Qin Yi knew otherwise.

    It¡¯s a painting.

    The mountains, rivers and land in the painting are the real treasures that hold the country in perpetuity.

    Qin Yi is very familiar with this painting method and the atmosphere contained in it. The painting of the monkey on his body was made by the same person.

    This is the painting made by Ju Yunxiu¡¯s master¡ªalso Qin Yi¡¯s nominal master.

    Ju Yunxiu once thought that the painting given to his friends in the world was not a treasure. Facts have proved that this painting is the highest grade among the several paintings collected so far.

    It may not have the ability to hurt people, but its value is higher than hurting people.

    Qin Yi could even see that the meaning of mountains and rivers in this painting was this vast land, this great river and mountains. It was the land and creatures covered by the country called "Daqian" that it controlled, not the royal family of Daqian.  .

    My goals are completely consistent with the meaning of "Master", and I no longer have any doubts.

    Qin Yi stepped in.

    Lingxu did not follow him, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

    The secret room was very small. Qin Yi arrived in front of the incense table in a few steps. He reached out and touched the sword. He turned around and said with a smile: "Brother Taoist, maybe it is indeed this thing."

    Lingxu¡¯s eyes became startled, and he stepped forward strangely, as if he wanted to get a better look.

    Just when he walked to Qin Yi, Qin Yi suddenly pulled away and flew back.

    Just in front of the futon where the two of them were standing, the light of the formation suddenly appeared on the ground, like a prison rising up, instantly trapping Lingxu inside.  At the same time, the sword lit up with a fierce light, and a sharp sword energy roared down towards Lingxu, extremely ferocious, at least it was a blow from Teng Yun!

    "Cang!"

    Lingxu seemed to be somewhat prepared, but due to his lack of practice, he was very embarrassed. He finally raised a Bagua disc to block the sword. The Bagua disc was destroyed directly, but the sword energy did not weaken much, and it penetrated his shoulder forcefully.  , nailing him to the wall.

    If it weren¡¯t for being prepared, this blow would have been enough to kill him!

    "Plop", Lingxu fell along the wall to the ground, struggling to cover the injury on his shoulder, vomiting blood. It was obvious that the injury was not only on the shoulder, but also on the body and lungs, which had been injured by the sword energy.

    He stared hard at Qin Yi, wanting to say something but couldn't.

    Lingxu really couldn¡¯t understand why it was okay for Qin Yi to touch the sword, but he was out of curiosity and triggered the ban just by taking a look at it?

    Qin Yi smiled slightly: "Brother Dao, no matter whether you advance or retreat next time, be decisive. If you hesitate, you will lose."

    Following the words, he retreated again.

    In the air of the secret room, there seemed to be an invisible bell that suddenly came down.

    If you think that the sword energy just now is the only restriction here and relax, you will be in trouble now.  But Qin Yi seemed to have expected it. Suddenly, the mace was in his hand and he swiped it behind him: "Master Cihui, is your neck okay?"

    The originally deserted corridor behind him, with not even a single breath of living people, suddenly made a crisp sound of metal and iron, and Ci Hui appeared holding a Zen staff.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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