In fact, Qin Yi could understand the emperor's sense of expansion that he did not take immortals into consideration, because both Lingxu and the monks in Dahuanxi Temple clearly showed extraordinary abilities, but they all respected him as the emperor. The goddesses of Dahuanxi Temple were still criticized and enjoyed with him. Under this experience, he would naturally feel that the so-called immortals were no big deal, and they all had to obey the emperor's orders.

But the emperor obviously thought it wrong...

What everyone respects is never his power or power. On the contrary, everyone is trying to shake and usurp his national destiny, so how can they get a slight respect? Not using extraordinary power to deal with you is just a taboo under certain rules. If you really want to sacrifice yourself, it will be very easy to turn your entire Longyuan City into ruins. Who is the emperor?

It's a pity that the emperor obviously didn't realize this.

Of course, Qin Yi could not take him seriously, but just replied lightly: "Whether to be a national teacher or not, you can discuss it again. Qin came here because he found the root of the dragon energy and came to report it."

The emperor seemed to remember that the immortals were invited to come for this matter, and his mind was finally transferred: "Oh? Why?"

Qin Yi said: "The inner palace treasure house must have monsters, just remove them."

To Qin Yi's expectation, after hearing this, the emperor actually flashed the murderous intent, and quickly restrained himself and pondered: "Since that's the case, the national master will accompany the immortals to come in."

Although the murderous intent flashed and ordinary people may not be able to feel it, the spiritual sense of the immortal cultivator is so sharp that Qin Yi can detect the murderous intent without even looking at it.

The emperor wants to kill himself?

I didn't mean that before, what did my own words touch?

He calmly turned to Lingxu and said, "I'm working on Daoist."

Lingxu smiled and said, "If you don't know, Brother Dao is also helping me Daqian do his best."

The royal treasure house of Daqian is much more explosive than Nanli. This is not a collection of common objects such as gold, silver and jewelry. It is often the "national teachers and immortal masters" of all generations. They have been enlightened and pointed out. Some of them are really good magic weapons, and there are also possibilities for 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 the real Taoist immortal master in the early years. Ordinary practitioners may not be able to enter and exit casually, so someone needs to take care of them.

Lingxu led Qin Yi to the gate of the treasure house and ordered the guards to open the door. He seemed to have inadvertently said: "Brother Dao, 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 his own fate. Since the little girl has the care of His Majesty, I don't need to interfere too much... Just come and see her when you have time."

As they spoke, the heavy iron door of the treasure house had been opened, and the two stepped in. Just as the lights were intertwined and covered, no one noticed a yellow mouse popping out of Qin Yi's arms, and it was cleared along the dark corner of the wall without any trace.

Qin Yi turned to the left as if nothing had happened. There was a weapon showroom with many swords hanging on the wall, some of which were quite spiritual or bloody.

Lingxu said: "This is a sword worn by the ancestors of all dynasties and a weapon of killing and killing famous generals. The fate of the Daqian country came from then on."

Qin Yi looked around and said, "There is no sword of founding?"

Lingxu knew what he was thinking. Of course, it was very likely that the founding sword was the sword related to the Dragon of Luck.

"That treasure will of course be in the deepest secret room, and it will not be displayed in this place where you just entered the door." Lingxu smiled and said, "If Brother Dao is interested in the sword here, it would be impossible for Master Bingming to take one for himself afterwards."

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

Too light... This is also worthy of being called a mace!

"Let's go." He threw down his stick casually: "Since the luck-related things are in the deepest secret room, just go and see them directly. I'm not here to come to Taobao."

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 to see.

Qin Yi has been sensing the direction of the treasure that suppresses fortune, and it is indeed at the deepest position in front of him. But he has gone deeper and deeper, and has penetrated deeper and darker around him, and there are countless mechanisms. If you want to arrange any traps, it is indeed a good place to trap people.

He woke up even more and was very careful.

There was no trouble along the way. Lingxu took Qin Yi and turned several turns along the way, and finally reached a Golden Gate at the end.

Lingxu pressed somewhere next to the door, and the Kinmen slowly opened.

This secret room is very small, with only a table of incense, and a colorful sword is enshrined on it. A painting is hung on the wall behind the sword, with the universe and mountains and rivers on it, which complements the meaning of this sword.

There is nothing else.

Qin Yi clearly felt that the faint power that suppressed the dragon of luck prevented it from flying away was indeed what was emitted from this secret room. As soon as the room door opened, the misty luck was unbelievably rich.

Lingxu is looking at the sword.

Qin Yi is looking at the painting.

The sword and the painting are considered together, and the luck is shrouded in the mist, and no one can tell where it comes from. If anyone can tell it, they will probably directly determine that the founding sword must be the treasure of the fortune, only Qin Yi knows that it is not.

It's a painting.

The mountains, rivers and the country in the painting are the true treasures that will conquer this country.

Qin Yi was too familiar with the painting method and the hidden aura inside. He was completely the same as the monkey painting on him.

This is the painting made by Ju Yunxiu's master and his nominal master Qin Yi.

Ju Yunxiu once thought that the painting given to Daqian’s friend in the world was not a treasure. Facts have proved that this painting is the highest-level of the few paintings collected so far.

Maybe there is nothing to hurt people, but it is more valuable than hurting people.

Qin Yi could see even more that the meaning of mountains and rivers in this painting is this vast land and this beautiful river and mountain. Its land and creatures covered by the country called "Daqian", not the Daqian royal family.

My goal is completely consistent with the meaning of "Master", and I have no doubts anymore.

Qin Yi walked in.

Lingxu didn't keep up, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

The secret room was very small. Qin Yi took a few steps to the incense table, reached out and touched the sword, turned his head and smiled, "Brother Dao, it may be really this thing."

Lingxu's eyes became surprised and he walked forward strangely, as if he wanted to see it clearly.

Just as he walked to Qin Yi, Qin Yi suddenly pulled away.

Just before the cushion where the two stood, the light of formation suddenly erupted on the ground, like a prison suddenly rising, trapping Lingxu in an instant. At the same time, the sword lit up a sharp light, and a sharp sword energy roared down at Lingxu, extremely fierce, at least a blow from Tengyun!

"clang!"

Lingxu seemed to be a little prepared, but because of insufficient practice, he was very embarrassed. He finally sacrificed a Bagua Panel to block a sword. The Bagua Panel was destroyed directly, but the sword energy did not weaken much, and he forced himself to penetrate his shoulders and nailed him to the wall.

If it weren't for his preparation, this would be enough to kill him!

"Pu" Lingxu fell to the ground along the wall, covered his shoulders with pains and vomited blood in big mouths. Obviously, the injury was not only the shoulders, but the lungs in his body had been injured by the sword energy.

He stared at Qin Yi with great difficulty, trying to say anything but couldn't say it.

Lingxushi couldn't understand why Qin Yi had no problem touching the sword. He was curious and walked up to take a look and touched the ban?

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

As he spoke, he retreated again.

In the air of the secret room, there seemed to be an invisible bell, which was covered with a bang.

If I thought the sword energy just now was the only restriction here and was relaxed, I would have fallen into it immediately. But Qin Yi seemed to have expected it, and suddenly swept behind him: "Master Cihui, is your neck okay?"
Chapter completed!