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He thought for a while,
Only then did he remember what this thing was.
The first time he met Fang Tuo was to break off the engagement. In fact, he had also received a system quest to give him his first golden finger, which was this jade slip.
In the original work, this jade slip was also given to Fang Tuo by the original owner,
But it was after forcefully breaking off the engagement,
In order to let him see the distance between him and Lin Ling-er clearly, he threw insultingly at him as trash. But the basic cultivation method that the author had arranged for the male lead..,
How could it really be trash..,
So the male lead began to come into contact with the cultivation world and began to slowly rise.
Linno was not the original owner,
He was not an arrogant person to begin with, not to mention that he was facing the male lead who would sweep through the eight wastelands in the future? But he did not have any intention of pleasing him,
He very casually gave the jade slip to him.
Let Fang Tuo grab the thing he gave him and die,
Linno felt very uncomfortable, so he took out the jade slip.
However, just as his hand touched the jade slip..,
A piece of text floated out.
Without raising his head, without signing, he just used a calm tone to tell him that the iron plate on his neck was actually a spatial magic artifact,
Some of the spirit herbs inside could be used to refine the bone changing pill,
It was good for his injuries,
Don't sell it casually; the map hidden in the black box was a secret realm in the endless sea, there was a
It was said that there was a longevity fruit there, but it was dangerous and mysterious inside, so don't try it if you're not confident; there would be an auction in three years at the Bay Pavilion, and the Spirit Stones he had saved should be able to buy a Providence Pill, don't forget to go and take a look; the spiritual milk in the purple gourd could restore all the spirit qi in the body with a mouthful. If he carried it with him, he wouldn't be afraid of running out of spirit qi when fighting with others. The place where he took the spiritual milk could gather a gourd every three hundred years...
Linno didn't finish reading. With a slight force from his fingertips, the jade slip turned into powder and scattered with a wave of his hand.
Then, he sneered.
He had never understood why Fang Tuo would do such a thing to him. The Fang Tuo he knew from the novel was not casual when it came to matters between men and women. Although he was clear about gratitude and grudges, he would never repay any kindness with his own body. Even if he was injured because of him, Fang Tuo should not have gone to such an extent. From the looks of it, although he didn't know the reason, Fang Tuo might like him.
But so what if she liked him? Just because you like someone, you can disregard the wishes of others and do whatever you want?
Perhaps at the beginning, he was unconscious, and Fang Tuo could not ask for his opinion. But later on, when he woke up, he remembered very clearly that Fang Tuo had never explained anything to him, and had never asked him if he was willing or not. No matter how much he resisted, she never stopped assaulting him.
Linno sneered. This kind of love without any respect, was it worthy of being called love?
He and Fang Tuo had only met a few times, and had not spoken more than ten sentences. He was very clear that he did not love Fang Tuo, and disdained Fang Tuo's so-called love for him.
Linno did not take his spatial artifact, nor did he leave. He sat down on the ground and began to drink jar after jar of wine, waiting for Fang Tuo to stop breathing so that he could get him out of his room.
He did not want to save him. Even if he wanted to, he could not. Fang Tuo's injuries were more serious than his. It was already a miracle that he was still breathing.
The number of wine jars on the ground gradually increased. Fang Tuo was not dead yet. Instead, a special aura spread out from his body.
The drunk Linno felt the pull of the aura, turned his head, and sneered. Should I say, as expected of the male lead? For a genuine Lin family member with the Phoenix bloodline like them, it would take tens of thousands of years for one to have the potential to reach Nirvana. But the male lead, after absorbing half of his Nirvana power, actually began to rise from the ashes.
But that was it. Not to mention that it was only half of the Nirvana power, Fang Tuo did not have the Phoenix bloodline in his body. The Nirvana power was like water without a source, a tree without roots. It was possible to rise from the ashes, but it was impossible to rise from the ashes.
Linno glanced at it, then turned his head and continued to drink his wine. However, the Nirvana power in his body began to stir, echoing with the two on Fang Tuo's body, almost coming out of his body. It was the same on Fang Tuo's body. It seemed that as long as he beckoned with his finger, it would fly back to his body.
Linno, who was originally just watching from the sidelines, was faced with a choice. He could either summon the Nirvana power in Fang Tuo's body back. Fang Tuo would inevitably die, but he could completely heal the injuries on his body. Or he could sacrifice himself and help Fang Tuo achieve Nirvana Rebirth and save his life. Or he could just watch like this, letting the one who deserved to die die, and the one who deserved to be injured be injured.
Linno gulped down his wine, regretting that he did not just leave. He suddenly felt that the dying Fang Tuo sitting on the ground was such an eyesore.
It had been a hundred years since that incident. Although he still felt repulsed by Fang Tuo, his killing intent had long since disappeared.
It was true that Fang Tuo had used a priceless panacea to freeze his injuries. It was true that Fang Tuo had searched everywhere for panacea for him for hundreds of years. It was true that his lifespan was about to end, but Fang Tuo had no choice but to sacrifice hundreds of years of cultivation to extend his lifespan, heal his injuries, and raise his realm … Linno was proud by nature. He could hate Fang Tuo and hate him, but he would not deny the price that Fang Tuo had paid for him just because he did not need it or was unwilling to do so. It did not matter if Fang Tuo had done something bad out of good intentions.
Forget it, forget it! Just treat it as if I owe you! In the future, our debts will be settled!
Linno gulped down the remaining half of the wine in one gulp. Then, he stood up and forced the phoenix blood essence from his bloodline into Fang Tuo's body. He then guided the power of nirvana to merge the two into one. Then, he repaired and activated the Phoenix Perching Array that was destroyed by Fang Tuo's intrusion several hundred years ago.
Seeing Fang Tuo surrounded by golden flames, Linno turned around and left. The phoenix's nirvana did not require anyone to protect it. Even if it did, he did not have the ability to do so. Forcing out the phoenix blood essence was not without a price.
Linno originally did not have much obsession with immortality. He did not care much about life and death, so he did not feel too disappointed. However, he still could not help but smile bitterly: As expected, this was the male supporting lead's fate. What was the use of spending hundreds and thousands of years to prepare? The male lead only needed to appear at the crucial moment. Whatever good things there were, they would all belong to him.
And he, Lin Nuo, was the golden finger that had come from the Endless Sea to his doorstep!
The damage to the blood essence was irreparable. Linno recuperated in the small sect that he temporarily stayed in for more than three years before he recovered slightly. When he came out of seclusion, he realized that the sect had changed another batch of disciples to serve him. This was very normal in the cultivation world. These disciples would be changed every few days. Either they had reached a certain cultivation level and had their own cave abode, or they had reached the end of their lifespan and turned into a pile of yellow soil.
But this time, it was a little different. Among the new disciples, there was a seven or eight year old boy with delicate features, which made him particularly unpleasant to the eye.
Linno calmly drank a cup of tea and announced that he was going to continue his seclusion. Then, he returned to the secret room and crushed the Great Heaven and Earth Talisman.
Fang Tuo, this shameless guy, did he really think that he would become a tender yellow melon just because he was painted green? Hmph, if it wasn't for the Great Phoenix Perching Array that he had set up, Fang Tuo would still be a three-headed baby. How could he not recognize him?
After this encounter, Linno no longer wandered around the cultivation world. Instead, he mingled with the mortals and lived his life.
If looking for a person in the vast cultivation world was like looking for a needle in a haystack, then looking for a person in the mortal world was like looking for a drop of water in the ocean.
Anyway, his cultivation level could no longer improve. It wasn't a bad idea to live a peaceful life in the mortal world for a few years.
But he didn't expect that this person didn't fear death and went against the Heart Demon Oath and triggered the Thousand Threads Gu to find him. What was even more unexpected was that in just a few hundred years, his cultivation level was two realms higher than his. If not for this, even if he had the Thousand Threads Gu, he wouldn't have been able to use this method to help him break through.
If he had known this earlier, Linno gritted his teeth. He definitely wouldn't have saved him back then!
A pair of hands somewhat clumsily untied his belt.
Fang Tuo's low voice fell into his ears. There was a hint of pleading in it. "Endure this one more time … just this one more time … wait for me to help you break through, then you'll have another three thousand years. Three thousand years, I'll definitely be able to find a panacea to cure you … "
Linno closed his eyes. His body slightly trembled, but his heart was ice-cold. No matter how unbearable he was, Linno wasn't willing to rely on the body of a man he didn't love in exchange for his cultivation level and life.
The system's voice sounded at the right time. "The main task has been completed. Do you want to return?"
"Return."
He couldn't use it to make an issue out of it anymore.
Walking out of the room, Qin Song discovered that the courtyard that the King Of Qin used to imprison him was actually very exquisite. When he was imprisoned, the willow had just sprouted tender shoots. Now, it was full of green, showing off its graceful figure.
"Young master," the maid saw that his footsteps were somewhat unsteady and said respectfully, "His Majesty asked us to prepare a palanquin for you …"
Qin Song shook his head and refused. Anyone who had been forced to lie down for more than ten days like him wouldn't have the thought of slacking off again. They would definitely move as much as they could.
Thus, the maid ordered someone to lead the way in front. She lowered her hands and followed half a step behind Qin Song.
Qin Song still didn't know the maid's name. Previously, when she was reading to him, she was never willing to speak much. Her attitude was also somewhat arrogant. Qin Song thought that her arrogance was because she couldn't read. Now that he thought about it, she should be someone close to Qin Yue.
Along the way, there were peach blossoms, Li Bai, and apricot blossoms, and endless beautiful scenery. Unfortunately, the place where Qin Yue held the banquet was too close. Before he could enjoy himself to the fullest, he arrived.
The reason was that Qin Yue called him here. Perhaps he wanted to humiliate him and asked him to attend the banquet together with Yi An and Qiu Yun. Or perhaps it was because he had recovered from his injuries and wanted to meet people to dispel the "rumors" that "Qin Song Gongzi was tortured by the King Of Qin because he swore to die". However, when he arrived at the banquet, he was stunned. The banquet was sumptuous and full of singing and dancing, but there was only Qin Yue at the table. There was a seat below him that was still empty. This so-called banquet was actually set up for him alone?
As his suspicions arose, he saw Qin Yue beckoning to him with a smile and said, "Qin Song, come quickly. I've been waiting for you for a long time." Unexpectedly, he acted as if they were close friends.
Although he didn't know what kind of medicine Qin Yue was selling in his gourd, since he was already here, he might as well make the best of it. Qin Song stepped forward and sat down.
Qin Yue clapped his hands, and the music and dancing started.
Qin Yue said, "I've been busy with government affairs these past few days, so I haven't been able to visit you. I wonder if Qin Song's body has recovered? How have you been these days? Have the servants been neglecting you? Qin Song is my honored guest. If there's any inconvenience, feel free to speak frankly. Please don't regard me as an outsider. "
Qin Song smiled and said, "Thank you very much." He didn't say much.
After not seeing him for a few days, Qin Yue's expression was much more peaceful than before. The hostility on his body was almost completely swept away. Qin Song's heart trembled. There were many monarchs in this world who were willing to accept remonstrances. However, he had never heard of a monarch who would reflect on himself just because of a few words from a prisoner.
Qin Yue said, "Looking at Qin Song's rosy complexion, you must have been well nourished. Come, I'll toast you a cup. "
Qin Song thanked him again and raised his cup to drink. However, as soon as the muddy yellow wine entered his throat, he couldn't help but cough loudly.
The youth coughed until he couldn't catch his breath. His cheeks were flushed red from the choking, and his eyes were faintly glistening with tears. It was truly … Qin Yue's breathing paused for a moment before he got up and sat beside the youth. He patted his back to soothe his breathing and said, "It is this Humble One's fault. The Great Qin's wine is truly too strong for your Southern Chu … Someone, change …"
"No need," Qin Song finally managed to catch his breath and said, "I'll take this!"
A strong resentment rose in his heart. Dammit, I've never drunk such bad wine in my life. It's as light as water, and the taste is so strange … but at least it still has a little taste of wine. If it was something even lighter, I'd rather drink water!
Qin Yue advised, "Qin Song, don't force yourself."
Qin Song finally reacted. He and Qin Yue were really too close at this moment. In particular, Qin Yue's hand was still on his back. It looked like he was half-hugging him, which made him particularly unhappy. Thus, he moved sideways a little and waited for Qin Yue to tactfully move back.
Qin Yue seemed to not understand his meaning at all. He sat up straight and occupied the space that Qin Song had vacated. He sighed and said, "Qin Song can even choke when drinking wine. I can only be at ease if I sit with you … it's also convenient to talk this way."
Qin Song said, "Your Majesty, please do as you please."
They were just sitting at the same table. Arguing with him would be disadvantageous.
He no longer paid attention to Qin Yue. With one hand holding the pot and the other holding the cup, he began to drink by himself. His gaze fell on the young girl dancing in front of the court. His fingers lightly tapped on the sides of the cup, silently tapping to the beat of the music. He seemed to really think of himself as an honored guest of the Qin Palace. What a leisurely and contented appearance.
Qin Yue was surprised for a moment and then recovered. He began to chat occasionally. Then, the casualness on his face was gradually replaced by seriousness.
This youth was no more than fifteen or sixteen years of age, and he was famous for his zither songs and sword dances. Therefore, although Qin Yue was attracted by his temperament and knew that he was rather intelligent, he did not think that his knowledge and talent were all that extraordinary. However, after this idle chat, he was inexplicably astonished, and also felt disdain towards Southern Chu. In the eyes of the people of Southern Chu, such a person with such outstanding knowledge and vision, yet in the eyes of the people of Southern Chu, they only saw his zither songs and sword dances. Moreover, he was sent to the Great Qin with such an unbearable identity.
He poured another cup for the young man and said with a smile, "Did you enjoy Qin Song to your heart's content today?"
Qin Song was good wine. He did not refuse anyone. He drank it all in one gulp and sighed, "The tea is muddy and the wine is light. The song is mediocre and the dance is clumsy … It's just passable!"
Qin Yue choked. He originally wanted to use this as an excuse to recruit the young man. He did not expect to receive such an evaluation. He could not help but feel annoyed. He had forgotten that when it came to drinking and having fun, Daqin could not compare to Southern Chu. Moreover, this young man was one of the best among them. Just look at his Qin Song Gongzi title.
Qin Song sighed and said, "This tea and wine is easy. If Your Majesty lets me go, I can let Your Majesty taste good wine and fragrant tea in less than three days. But this song and dance …"
He was slightly drunk at the moment. He stood up shakily and said, "The dancers I saw floated and turned back to the light snow, sweetly sending off the roaming dragon. The willow behind Xiao Chuang's hand is powerless. The clouds want to be born when the train is slanted. "
Qin Yue did not take it seriously. When he was about to praise his poem, he saw that Qin Song's momentum suddenly changed. His whole body seemed to become light and ethereal. His every movement had a wonderful rhythm. He casually raised his right arm, his long sleeve fluttering lightly. He casually turned, brushed, twisted … Qin Yue finally understood why this young man was famous for his dancing.
"Floated and turned back to the light snow, sweetly sending off the roaming dragon. The willow behind Xiao Chuang's hand is powerless. The clouds want to be born when the train is slanted … "He originally thought that the poem was too exaggerated, but now he felt that there was no other way to describe its beauty.
Before Qin Yue came back to his senses, Qin Song had already sat down. He sighed and said, "The singers I saw relied on their beauty to calm their spirit. They were able to blend their mood and mood. When resting, the mood does not change. Don't think too much … "
After shaking his head and sighing, he raised his cup and drank again.
Qin Yue's heart itched unbearably. He said, "Since the singing and dancing are not pleasing to the eyes, I wonder if I would have the honor …"
Qin Song said indifferently, "I remember that Your Majesty invited me to attend the banquet, not to attend the banquet!"
Qin Yue choked. He was used to being rebuffed in front of Qin Song. After being reminded several times by him, he did not take it to heart. He regretfully shook his head and let it go. Just as he was about to invite him out for a walk, he heard someone report that the Prime Minister had arrived.
Qin Yue frowned slightly, but he still ordered someone to invite him in. Qin Song stood up. "Your Majesty has government affairs to attend to. This official will take his leave."
Qin Yue grabbed his sleeve and pulled him back to sit down. He said, "There's no harm in listening."
Qin Song did not say anything else.
As Qin Yue expected, the Prime Minister, Taishu Zhi, had come over for the matter of Lu Zijin.
Daqin advocated military force, and its methods had always been simple and forceful. Previously, when its territory was small and the political situation was stable, it was not a big problem to act this way. But now that its territory had expanded by more than three times, there were frequent disturbances and endless troubles. These Daqin officials seemed to have trouble dealing with them.
When Qin Yue saw this situation, he boldly used the Liang person, Lu Zijin, and used him more and more. But this caused the local powers to be dissatisfied. No matter what, they would nitpick and impeach him. The Prime Minister, Taishu Zhi, was one of the most unyielding of them all.
Taishu Zhi had come because of the recruitment hall that Lu Zijin had been ordered to build in the capital. He said that not only did it cost a lot of money and food, but the people who were recruited were either thieves or mediocre people who came to cheat food and drink. In the past few months, not a single serious talent had been found. Instead, the entire capital was in a foul atmosphere.
He gave many examples in a row to explain the harm of this group of people.
Qin Yue was also somewhat hesitant. He subconsciously felt that building a recruitment hall to recruit people from all over the world was a good thing. But what Taishu Zhi said was also true. The recruitment hall had been built for a few months, but there was no effect. Instead, there was harm. If this continued …
Just as he was about to speak, he saw the youth beside him tilting his head back to drink wine in a leisurely manner. His heart stirred, and he asked, "Qin Song, how do you think this matter should be handled?"
Qin Song shook his head. "I don't know."
Taishu Zhi frowned. "Your Majesty, the important matters of the imperial court are not something to joke about …"
Qin Yue waved his hand to interrupt him. He said to Qin Song, "I know what you hate the most. If you give me a satisfactory answer today, I will promise you that I will not force you on this matter. How about it?"
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