Looking at the resentful eyes of poor families, Qin Yi wanted to pat his shoulder and said: I will raise your wife, so don’t worry about it.

But I wonder if his wife would be a 300-pound lady in the Wang family, so I swallowed it and couldn't get it.

Of course, he could not ignore the life or death of the poor family, but at this moment, the effect of saying such words is more effective than demonstrating loyalty.

If you really want to show your loyalty, poor families will definitely be used as a breakthrough point and will be tormented to death.

It is manifested as having no heart, but nothing is wrong. The witch also needs to analyze the pros and cons of killing people. She is not a lunatic. Why bother to provoke an irrelevant force for nothing?

On the way to the palace, Qin Yi was still thinking.

Protecting the dragon spirit of the big kid was not interested in him at all. If it weren't for the task of the senior sister, who would have liked to get involved in such a mess? Besides, the senior sister himself didn't take this task too seriously, and the big kid didn't give the Immortal Palace any benefits, so it would be fine if this task was not completed. To put it bluntly, even if you use the roster to trade with Meng Qingying, it would be no big deal.

On the contrary, he and Liusu were more interested in the transformation of the dragon's energy. He wanted to understand the whole story. This was the main factor for him to investigate this matter with great enthusiasm, rather than to do it for the sake of hard work.

Therefore, it is impossible to make him like a loyal minister and a filial son, and present him with a list and make a sincere advice when he sees the emperor. It is impossible to see the situation before talking about it.

First of all, it depends on whether the emperor is up to the truth or not. If he dares to show off with him, Qin Yi will immediately turn around and cooperate with Meng Qingying.

Qin Yi himself didn't realize that when he had this mentality, it would be similar to the mentality that Minghe had watched Nan Li by the way. He was hanging indifferently at you, the entanglements of the world and the rise and fall of the dynasty, what does it have to do with me?

What he didn't expect was that before he saw the emperor, he was stopped at the palace gate.

"This young boy who is not as old as me is, is the immortal chief invited by the national teacher?"

A young man in yellow robe shook his folding fan and blocked the palace. The fish with excessive wine and color looked at Qin Yi up and down, sneered, and said to Lingxu again: "Has the national master been deceived..."

Lingxu said calmly: "The immortal cultivator has no age. His Royal Highness looks at immortality in common, so he naturally doesn't know it."

"How can the national master know that he is an immortal or really young?" The prince smiled and said, "As far as I know, this person named Qin Yi is the national master Nanli. He is really seventeen or eighteen years old. He deceived Nanli and couldn't stay there, so he came to cheat me on him again?"

Qin Yi smiled slightly, his eyes falling on the monk behind the prince.

This is a very majestic monk with a squid face and a beard. His muscles are extremely hard and can be seen at a glance that this is a martial arts cultivator... The martial arts cultivator level is exactly the same as Qin Yi, with the sixth level of Yi Jin, stuck on the level of breaking through the later stage.

What is extremely interesting is that he also practices the path of immortality, and is exactly the same as Qin Yi, and is on the fourth level of Qin Xin.

The monk was also looking at him, his face a little serious.

Both sides were a little surprised by the other party's practice.

For Qin Yi, this was the first opponent he met with whom the immortal martial arts dual cultivation was completely at the same level as himself. It can be said that he was the best object to prove his actual combat, and it was more reference than the pure immortal cultivation like Meng Qingying. He even wanted to fight with this monk now, and he was too lazy to care about what the prince was saying.

Lingxu was still arguing with the prince: "I have been certified by the immortal prince. Is the prince trying to say that you can see the mortal fetus more clearly than I am?"

The prince laughed and said, "This is common sense, not based on the identity authentication of the vain head. If I remember correctly, Qin Yi did not step down as the National Master of Nanli, then he would be just an official from a vassal state. Why not treat me when I see this palace?"

Lingxu looked solemn: "Prince, be careful of his words!"

I was extremely anxious. If I really pissed off the envoy of the Wandao Immortal Palace, that's all!

Qin Yi's eyes finally moved from the monk to the prince and smiled slightly: "The prince's words are correct. Qin is still the national teacher of Nanli. However, the prince seems to have forgotten a very important question... His Majesty has just conquered Southern Xinjiang, and this Holy Emperor's great cause is probably not to see anyone making Nanli envoy feel wronged."

The prince was stunned, his eyes a little surprised.

What's the situation? How could this guy who cultivates immortals understand such a trick of state affairs? Don't ordinary people think that Nan Li should curry favor with the sect leader? How did he know that it was actually the sect leader who gave in to Nan Li?

"So..." Qin Yi leaned closer and bounced a flying catkin on the prince's chest with a smile: "The prince should reward his subordinates with some good things, otherwise it would be not very good to see him when he met his Majesty this time, and his subordinates cried and complained that they were bullied by the prince."

Damn... the prince's face changed. You said you are a cultivator! How could such a cheap immortal be?

His cheeks twitched several times, and finally showed a smile that was even worse than crying: "Well, I am just joking with Master Qin, don't be surprised..."

At this time the monk spoke: "Crown Prince, the little monk is quite interested in the cultivation of the immortals. I wonder if this Qin Master can give some advice?"

The prince hurriedly said, "It is your blessing to be able to get guidance from a country's army..."

This was just to confirm the "instruction" directly, which made Qin Yi difficult to get rid of. Needless to say, this "instruction" was also intended to make Qin Yi suffer a big frustration at the palace gate. If a palace servant told the emperor, Qin Yi would naturally lose his status in the emperor's heart.

Even if there is no victory or defeat, Qin Yi's status will be lost.

"Oh, please give me advice." Qin Yi patted the monk's shoulder with a gentle smile: "As a country's army, I am not a casual cat or dog, which can be given guidance to me. But for the sake of the prince... you should step down and stand by the doorhole first. When I see Your Majesty, I will give you some advice."

The monk held his fist as big as a sand bowl, his face turned purple.

"My little guy let me go first." Qin Yi walked straight through him: "What an important thing is that you are talking to me for so long. Those who are sons are too ignorant these days."

I don’t know who the son is who he said this. The monk finally couldn’t hold it in his arms anymore and stopped Qin Yi.

But a light breeze blew by, and Qin Yi had already appeared a few feet away in front of him.

Qin Yi created his own footwork. Although the temporary name "Feng Lei Dong" was criticized by Liusu, his nature is indeed very similar. The wind is like a breeze blowing on the willows when he is moved, and like a strong wind raging when he is moved. The former is due to his personal temperament, the latter is due to Liusu's explosive skills, and coupled with the violent force of his martial arts practitioners pouring out like thunder, the two are combined to make wind and thunder.

Before combining other properties, this criticized name will take a long time to last.

At this time, the breeze blows on the willows, bringing a little bit of chess prediction. He had already found the gap before the monk crossed his arm and arrived in front.

Qin Yi took out "can't drink all", raised his head and took a big sip, and left with a laugh: "The monk first solves a problem, and I will discuss it after you and I will talk about it."

The monk tensed the blue veins on his arm and resisted the urge to chase and came forward. The prince screamed: "Master, my nose..."

The monk turned his head and couldn't help but be stunned.

The prince's originally romantic nose turned into a pig's nose.
Chapter completed!