Missy, She Always Doesn't Seek to Make Progress.

The two elders of the Qin family, Rui, passed away. Even if it was passive, the grandness of the funeral shocked even Emperor Qian Ning. Listening to the message from the people below, it turned out that it was the elder of the Qin family who had disappeared for fifty years. The young lady is back, which is why the Buddhist and Taoist sects and a group of dignitaries came to express their condolences.

Good guy, this is all a drunkard's fault.

To express condolences is by the way, but to see the true face of the immortal king is the real thing.

Through this, the connections of the Qin family once again made Emperor Qian Ning feel bitter and fearful. However, there were still people around him who kept nagging, saying that although the Qin family only produced high-ranking officials of the third rank, the new generation was not very smart. Young man, both civil and military officials in his family served as officials in the court.

He has strong connections in the court, and good connections in Buddhism and Taoism. If the Qin family wants to rebel, they will probably be able to pry the throne from under his butt, right?

The more Emperor Qianning thought about it, the more uneasy he felt, especially since the military power had not been regained for a long time. The behemoths of the Quan family in the northwest were simply a big threat.

My grandfather even built a temple specifically for this immortal king. I wonder if she can help him?

At most, he can make her a national preceptor. If she doesn't want to, then...

Emperor Qian Ning's eyes flashed with a hint of sinister fervor, and the violent aura made his beloved concubine who was nestling next to him keenly aware of it. She stiffened and trembled slightly.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" Gu Guifei called out delicately.

Emperor Qian Ning glanced at her and said, "I'm wondering if that Immortal Lord is really that capable?"

Concubine Gu smiled coquettishly: "No matter how powerful I am, how can I be better than you? You are the Nine-Fifth Supreme Being, the True Dragon Emperor! To say that you are an Immortal King is just the world's propaganda and deification. How can there be a real Immortal? If there was, how could he stay in the mortal world and ascend to heaven long ago?"

Emperor Qianning was flattered and felt physically and mentally comfortable, but his face darkened when he thought of the warnings he had received in the past.

Even if they are not real immortals, they can still appear and disappear, and if they really have some magic at their disposal, they can kill themselves easily.

The most important thing is that their life span can really be extended. For example, the Taicheng master from Jinhua Temple is over a hundred years old and is still alive and well. This shows that cultivation is really useful.

There is no emperor who doesn’t want to sit on the Dragon Throne for a long time. Long live Long Live Long Live. He is the same. Therefore, he once asked eminent monks from the two branches of Buddhism and Taoism about practicing cultivation, but he was told that he had to have Buddhist and Taoist connections. Only with those spiritual roots can you find the secret to entering the Tao. Otherwise, no matter how hard you practice, it will be in vain.

And he doesn’t have any spiritual roots!

Therefore, he will die sooner or later, and his life span will definitely not be as long as those people.

Emperor Qianning was naturally unwilling to give in.

Why can those Taoist priests and monks live over a hundred years old, but he, the mighty True Dragon Emperor, cannot?

Even the two old ladies of the Qin family are almost ninety!

Emperor Qian Ning lowered his eyes, hiding the calculation and greed in his eyes.

"The world's advocacy of deifying it has become deeply ingrained." He murmured.

Gu Guifei snorted and said: "Actually, this should be stopped. After all, it is you, the emperor, who governs this world, and the ancestors of the Qi family. But the world only knows the merits of the immortal king, who worships him day and night, why can't he see it? Are they worshiping you? Aren't you the emperor who works hard to govern the country? Even if there are people sitting in this temple, it is you who should be the one who deserves to be known and grateful. Without the Qi family, how can they live and work in peace and contentment?"

Emperor Qian Ning looked at her and said meaningfully: "My beloved concubine said so, but because the Qin family rejected the Gu family's marriage proposal, it made you angry?"

Concubine Gu was shocked and knelt down quickly, looking at him with admiration in her eyes, and said: "Your Majesty, although I blame the Qin family for not knowing how to praise, I also know that marriage is something that cannot be forced. It is my nephew who My son is not good enough for me. Originally, I wanted to push for this, and I also thought that we would get married. We are related by marriage, and it was also your help, the emperor. I never thought that the Gu family would reach a high level. "

Emperor Qian Ning's breath tightened, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he said: "The Gu family is your natal family, and you are my beloved concubine. Then the Gu family is a relative of the emperor, so why are you so high up on the Qin family?"

"But people don't like Chao'er either." Gu Guifei blinked her peach blossom eyes.

Emperor Qianning said calmly: "The ancestors have a legacy that the royal family does not marry the Qin family, but they did not say that the concubine's natal family cannot marry. The two are from the same family, so I will grant the marriage."

Concubine Gu hesitated: "Isn't this too demanding?"

Emperor Qianning had a displeased look on his face: "Under the sky, could it be the king's land? On the shore of the land, could it be the king's ministers? How dare the Qin family resist the decree?"

Concubine Gu stretched out her green-white hand to caress his chest and said, "Your Majesty, please calm down, my concubine... ah ah ah ah."

She let out a scream, looked at the person who suddenly appeared out of thin air, rolled her eyes in fright, and fainted.

It was so outrageous, so fierce, she had seen a ghost in the daytime!

Emperor Qian Ning was so frightened that his heart was beating wildly and he couldn't even say the word escort. However, all the shadow guards hiding in the dark jumped out and stopped in front of him, pointing their swords at Qin Liuxi with a frightened expression.

This person appeared so suddenly that they didn't notice it at all. It was terrifying.

"Bold, you, who are you?" the eunuch beside Emperor Qian Ning asked tremblingly.

When Emperor Qianning saw Qin Liuxi's face clearly, his heart tightened, as if being pinched by an invisible hand, making him swollen and painful.

His legs under his dragon robe were trembling slightly, but his face was trying to remain calm. He had obviously recognized Qin Liuxi, but he didn't say a word.

Qin Liuxi clasped his hands behind his back and looked at Emperor Qian Ning. He glanced at him and shook his head slightly: "You are not as good as your grandfather Qi Qian."

The secret she had explored decades ago was correct. The fate of the Qi family would not last for a hundred years, or even sixty years. This generation would end with the man in front of her.

He was fat, but his body was all puffy. His face was dull and his eye bags were heavy. Alcohol and sex had drained his body a lot. The power of an emperor was scattered and weak, not as good as that of an important official with a strong official career.

The most important thing was that the dragon energy in his body was dirty and mixed, and his breath was disordered. There was no dragon breath and majesty. The bad luck almost overwhelmed the dragon energy.

This naughty kid who wanted to be beaten would ruin the Qi family.

Qin Liuxi's hands were calculating behind her, and she was seen by the little fox squatting on her shoulder and insisted on being a dog-skin plaster. She rolled her eyes.

"You are the Immortal Lord Buqiu of Qingping Temple?" Emperor Qianning was a little surprised when he heard her words. He waved away the shadow guards and frowned, saying, "You don't bow to me when you see me?"

Feng Xiu turned around and finally looked at the ugly Emperor Qianning. Did this dead kid think that he had not been taught a lesson enough and dared to ask Xixi to bow to him?

"You are worthy?" He looked at Emperor Qianning coldly, his voice as cold as ice: "Your grandfather Qi Qian had to be respectful when he saw her. With you, a drunkard, you dare to ask her to bow to you? Are you hanging yourself like a birthday star? Do you think your life is too long and want to die?" (End of this chapter)