Chapter 187: Offering Treasure
Spreading his own darkness and fear little by little, Ling Qi walked down the mountain step by step. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The distortion in the shadowy corners behind the man slowly spread, as if the void had been cut through by a pitch-black cloak, and as if something terrifying was brewing to break free from it.
Until sunset, his slanted back folded, and the edge of the deep black shadow reflected a blurry distortion. At this time, on the road he walked, the new shoots of the plants and trees began to wither, and the ones that had already withered were completely turned into ashes.
Ling Qi smiled slightly, the fruit that belonged to him would eventually ripen.
Once upon a time, this was his path, one of countless paths, only then it was blank, but now it is clear.
The spiritual root, the soul, and then the eyes that hooked the corpse soul realm, the experience of the demon treasure realm...
The Legendary Soul gave him the opportunity to see the door of the strong, and the Spirit Root was the key to open the door!
His body didn't even break through the legend, but he faintly began to understand the rules of death, and from this rule, he sensed a world full of death!
The seeds have been planted long ago.
It is only today that it begins to sprout, and it matures in a short period of time, bearing fruit.
The path of rules is endless, each rule can have an infinite number of branches, and each branch, there are also countless ways to use it, although in the end it is inseparable from the thorough grasp and embodiment, but who can limit the previous process?
The Blackstone Fortress, the new center of Kalimdor, sat on the throne and controlled his right hand to transform into eagle claws and bear paws, and his face was sometimes blurred and sometimes clear, and he quickly put away his attempt.
As the commander of the highest power of one side, some people can not be conscious of being in command, because he doesn't care about it at all, just like the king of the West in Kalimdor in the past. But now, Ling Qi is still relatively satisfied with the new forces that he has single-handedly integrated, so it is rare to have the consciousness of a king.
As soon as he heard the movement of footsteps outside the main hall, Ling Qi sat upright, waiting for someone to come.
Walking into the hall was a young man dressed in royal blue aristocratic attire named Tucker, Monroe's cousin.
The girl who was once favored thought she was an orphan when she first took refuge in herself, and she only knew that she was dependent on her younger brother. Unexpectedly, once he became famous, he immediately had more relatives, including his father, uncle, aunt, three relatives and six relatives, and also had his own circle.
Of course, this young man can be appointed by Ling Qi, mainly because he is very discerning, unlike Monroe's father, who was killed by Ling Qi himself, incompetent and arrogant.
Ling Qi was originally a rebellious person, so he naturally couldn't see the arrogance of others, let alone wanted to take what belonged to him. In this regard, Ling Qi is not atmospheric.
"What's the matter?"
Ling Qi asked condescendingly and lightly, this person is a close attendant, and he has been given the right to see him at any time, but that should not be abused, fortunately, this person is really measured in this regard.
"My lord, Qin Shou, the commander of the guards, has something to ask to see. ā
Qin Shou?Beast?
Ling Qi remembered that this person was a very capable newcomer, and he also mastered the training methods of swan knights, and brought a small team of swan knights, as well as many armed subordinates, young and strong men.
With his power at this time, a small population and warriors, it is obvious that it is not even the icing on the cake.
But as a newcomer, to be able to have this performance, even if it is very interesting, Ling Qi feels very relieved, at least this person is much better than Tang Xiao.
"Let him in. ā
Ling Qi waved his hand and decided to give the newcomer a little face.
Classes exist everywhere, especially when it comes to dictators like Lingqi.
If it weren't for a teammate, let alone a half-official position under him, I'm afraid he would have been sent out as cannon fodder a long time ago.
The sound of sonorous steps and the clash of iron armor came in soon after the squire chief Tucker retreated.
Outside the door, there are two fire demons with a height of more than two meters guarding them, although they are not ancient fire demons, and they have not been given any orders, but just to that station, they are more magnificent than any palace guards.
"My lord, Weichen Qin Shou will see you. ā
This capable and interesting newcomer is completely different from other newcomers that Ling Qi has seen, and he really knelt down and kowtowed to him, the nominally equal captain, and made a good salute.
Ling Qi does not stop, everyone has everyone's ideas and freedom.
For his teammates, that's what he has in his mind.
If he has the ability, he will control selectively, and if he is willing to be humble or close to him, he will give a certain degree of preferential treatment. And if he wants to retain his dignity and autonomy, as long as it is not bad, he will not particularly suppress it, at most he will do something. Of course, he will not be like some emperors who put on a show, but he wants to find someone to scold him, so as to appear generous.
Now that he is the king of the West, let alone a teammate, even if the saint bows down to him, Ling Qi feels that he should take it for granted.
"If anything, just say it. ā
Ling Qi stepped down from the throne and came to Qin Shou to take a look. In this way, he followed his words, which made him seem close, but did not make the behavior of deliberately approaching and observing the change of the other party's strength too abrupt.
The newcomer Qin Shou in his memory is a good warrior, but at the level of elite, he can barely be called a warrior. The man in front of him now is definitely the top level of the lord level, and if he is not mistaken, compared to seeing him the day before yesterday, this person has another power in his body, and after it bursts out, he may be more powerful than Lilith who has been carefully transformed by him, and has the level of a median hero!
Heroes are already so worthless?
Ling Qi has seen a lot of talents, and he has also seen a lot of mediocrity, with his vision, this talent must be top-notch, and mediocrity is not waste. But for this Qin Shou, Ling Qi was still a little surprised, feeling that this was not even an ordinary talent.
"That's right, sir. ā
Facing Ling Qi's scrutiny, the eight-foot man lowered his eyes respectfully.
"My lord, I would like to ask you to develop your potential for me. ā
Qin Shou's words made Ling Qi slightly stunned, and then he realized that this was to let him use the transformation of Lilith on himself.
Ling Qi was a little interested in this person, but it was a pity that what he could pay at the moment was not enough for him to bother about it.
Talent is just that... Lilith is not a great talent, but she is a very well-controlled woman, and she has some posture and a lot of use, so he is willing to work hard. This man just...
"Tell me your reasoning... And the reasons why you think I'll promise you. ā
Ling Qi paced up the stairs and walked back to the cold Black Stone Throne, this was an attitude.
Qin Shou bowed again, and in the face of the inquiry of the strong, he was very respectful, and he could see that he came from a world with a relatively strict social hierarchy.
"My lord, I have this luxury, just so that my Great Qin's battle flag can be planted in countless worlds!"
"Also... I hope to go back one day and see my newborn child. ā
"And this requires strength. ā
Qin Shou sighed deeply, this failed to resonate with Ling Qi.
He used to be touched by that touching feeling, and his heart was cold but not hard. But now, does he still have a heart?
Ling Qi was unmoved, Qin Shou knew that he wanted to hear the bargaining chips he was willing to pay.
Qin Shou didn't feel disappointed or indignant, everything is paid, this truth was instilled in him by his father, who was a military marquis, since he was a child.
"My lord, I am willing to give my soul, my everything. ā
"And, of course, this piece of jade. ā
Qin Shou said, knelt down again, walked ten steps on his knees, came to the Ling Qi seat, and took out a ring-shaped jade accessory from his arms.
This is a piece of fine jade, after carving and polishing is to remove the fine dust, but unfortunately the shape is not round and plump enough, it seems to be due to the lack of size of the jade, in order to make full use of it and polish into this shape, the craftsman's craftsmanship can only barely be regarded as first-class, naturally slightly flawed.
Ling Qi looked at it, and suddenly thought of the story of Tu Qi's dagger, but he only smiled slightly, and he was still reminded by this person. This person's words and deeds, even if he has a dominant translation, still carry a little bit of the atmosphere of the Warring States period of oriental history that he knows.
However, assassination is not as simple as written in the book, the most basic requirement is that the target of the assassination must be at the same life level as the assassin.
Therefore, in the fantasy plane above the middle level, I have heard of a number of legendary joint god slaughterers, but I have not heard of a legend who succeeded in assassinating the gods independently, because it is impossible.
Ling Qi raised his eyebrows slightly, for what he said about contributing souls, yesterday, it was almost like a fart. He has the ability to control the soul, but he also has his own consumption, except for a goal like Charr that has a value of use and research, otherwise it will not be in vain.
However, this jade jue hides a power that cannot be underestimated, which is somewhat similar to the "potential" in Qin Shou's body, making the spiritual roots in his soul begin to move.
The low-level plane may not have good goods, this truth Ling Qi does not understand, the spiritual root is a low-level thing, but he didn't expect that he would encounter it so easily!
With a move of his hand, without waiting for Qin Shou's consent, Yu Jue flew into his hand.
At this time, Qin Shou put down his hand and narrated.
"King Qiqi, this is the precious jade inherited from the villain's family, which was purchased by the great ancestor from the hands of the people of a Chu and the people of the vassal country, and it is said that it is the same material as the seal of the king of my Great Qin. ā
Qin Shou's words reminded Ling Qi of the story of He Shibi in history.
Qin, Chu...
Those familiar nouns represent not only the unexpected joy of meeting old acquaintances in a foreign country, but also a kind of reminiscence of the past.
However, Ling Qi didn't pursue it, because now he would no longer be tempted by that.
Not to mention whether this Qin Shou really comes from the historical plane he knows is not yet known, even if it is a fellow countryman, or a well-known figure in history, Ling Qi has seen it, so he will look at it twice, and whether he will be treated differently is two words.
Compared with those false things, he cares more about the power contained in Yujue, the mellow and long power, which will bring more excitement to his future!
This power was extremely similar to the energy in Qin Shou's body, and it also caused his spiritual root to salivate. The last time this happened, it probably went back to the power of the Yuan Magnet.