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Yan Qi smiled: "The Eight Wise Kings are so heartbroken for the sake of the prince. I was so moved that I couldn't help but cry."
"Moreover, because the emperor died from exhaustion on the steps, the Eight Wise Kings actually killed Master Jiuban in anger."
"Haha, even the powerful Master Jiu Ban dared to kill him. The Eight Wise Kings must be so heartbroken."
Even though the emperor was on his deathbed, his eyes widened in shock: "What? Master Jiuban was... killed by Lao Ba?"
Yan Qi smiled: "That's right, I just can't figure it out. Why did the Eight Wise Kings kill Master Jiuban? I just wanted to find Master Jiuban to find out the Taoism. Unexpectedly, Master Jiuban died. . Hey, it’s strange, it’s so strange.”
When the old emperor heard this, he remained silent for a long time.
Just now, he wanted to summon Master Jiuban to ask where the prince's soul was hidden.
Unexpectedly, Master Jiuban was killed by the Eight Wise Kings.
Why did he want to kill Master Jiuban?
He had no reason to kill Master Jiuban.
Moreover, if Master Jiuban was really powerful, how could the Eight Wise Kings dare to kill him?
The old emperor murmured to himself: "Master Jiuban's magic is so powerful that he can't be killed, right? He can sit out of thin air and reveal my true body, proving that I am the reincarnation of Yinglong. Such a powerful magician , how can it be offended?"
Yan Qi laughed.
The old emperor sighed: "I am going to die, but you can still laugh? Yan Qi, can you save some face for me?"
Yan Qidao: "I am laughing instead of being extremely angry."
The old emperor let out a few breaths of anger: "Yan Aiqing, it's a pity that I am about to return to the west. Otherwise, I would value you very much. In the future, you will definitely become a capable minister in governing the world and your reputation will last forever. Oh, what a pity, We, the king and his ministers, have no fate.”
"Ryan, you'd better let Lao Ba come in. The throne of Dahua can only be passed on to Lao Ba."
"yes!"
Ruian is going to summon the Eight Wise Kings again.
Yan Qi's arms swelled up, grabbed Ruian's neck and collar, and threw him to the ground: "It's none of your business here, just lie down here."
Ruian fell so hard that his bones were about to break: "Yan Qi, you... are bullying others too much..."
The old emperor sighed: "Yan Qi, I know that you and Lao Ba have different political opinions. But no matter what happens to Lao Ba, he can at least pass on the legacy of Dahua smoothly..."
Yan Qidao: "Don't worry, Your Majesty. I have no objection to summoning the Eight Wise Kings. However, before summoning the Eight Wise Kings, I want to perform a few magic tricks for the Emperor. If the Emperor really returns to the west, he can go away happily."
"Little magic?"
The old emperor nodded slowly: "It's rare for Yan Aiqing to have a childlike innocence, so please come and I'll enjoy it too."
Yan Qidao: "However, I need to sit down and perform."
The old emperor said: "Quick, please sit down."
Gao Shangtian moved a chair for Yan Qi.
Yan Qi shook his head: "Do I still need to sit on the chair?"
Yan Qi lowered his buttocks and sat in the air.
He even crossed his legs.
"ah?
The old emperor was already in a daze. When he saw this scene, his eyes widened and he stared at Yan Qi's butt carefully.
He was sure that Yan Qi was sitting on the air.
Steady.
This gesture is not a joke.
The old emperor's mind suddenly recalled the shadow of Master Jiuban.
That day, Master Jiuban also sat on the air like this.
It is astonishing and breathtaking.
Everyone was shocked.
Gao Shangtian circled Yan Qi up and down, left and right.
Very puzzled.
Ruian and others also opened their eyes wide, unable to believe the scene in front of them.
Yan Qi smiled with a smile on his face: "Your Majesty, I give you a talisman to wish you good fortune and good luck in your adversity."
He waved his hand.
A piece of paper flew towards the old emperor.
When he was almost in front of the old emperor.
The paper burst into flames.
Transformed into a golden Yinglong.
"Yinglong reincarnated?"
The old emperor was stunned by the scene before him.
This technique is exactly the same as what Master Jiuban performed that day.
"Here comes the real show."
Yan Qi took out a small closed box.
He said one sentence: "Father, save me."
Cut for a while.
The little object also spoke: "Father, save me..."
"ah?"
The old emperor's already weak body burst out with hysterical power, and he sat up suddenly: "Is this happening? Yan Qi, do you also have the magic to reach the sky?"
"Hahaha!"
Yan Qi laughed wildly: "Your Majesty, I don't have magic, but I have props."
"Props?"
The old emperor's heart was in turmoil and he was trembling uncontrollably: "Where are the props?"
Yan Qi said: "Your Majesty, you think I am sitting out of thin air? You are wrong, you are absolutely wrong! This is clearly an ancient Indian levitation technique, purely a street performer's trick."
He opened his clothes.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
There is an iron frame inside the big robe, with several joints connected and attached to the body.
Yan Qi took out the iron frame and stood it on the ground.
Just a seat.
Everyone was stunned.
Unexpectedly, Xuanzhi sat on a flexible iron frame out of thin air.
The old emperor squinted his eyes and his heart was beating wildly: "Where is Yinglong? What happened to Yinglong's reincarnation?"
"This one is even simpler. It's just a chemistry question."
Yan Qi took out two pieces of paper and drew exactly the same dragon.
He took out some more gold powder and sprinkled it on the drawn dragon.
"Your Majesty, the thing I just sprinkled is called white phosphorus. White phosphorus burns easily, at about 40 degrees. Next, sprinkle some gold powder. Then, stick the two paper faces together, and the gold powder and white phosphorus will burn. Even though it’s hidden inside, it still looks like a blank sheet of paper from the outside.”
Yan Qi held the white paper: "The ignition point of white phosphorus is 40 degrees, and the current temperature cannot reach the ignition point. However, the moment I threw the white paper, I used my inner strength."
"With the blessing of inner energy, the white paper flew out quickly. The moment it flew out, the friction generated heat, which was far more than 40 degrees. The white phosphorus burned, the gold powder flashed, and the Yinglong pattern naturally appeared. Next, watch me do it demonstration."
Yan Qi shook her wrist and threw out the white paper.
puff!
The white paper burned, and another golden dragon appeared.
"Haha, Your Majesty, did you see that Yinglong's reincarnation is as simple as that?"
The emperor was stunned and his heart was beating wildly.
"I'll try."
Gao Shangtian followed Yan Qi's method and tried it once.
as expected.
The white phosphorus burns and the golden dragon appears.
The old emperor was about to collapse: "Then... what about the prince's voice?"
Yan Qi opened the small box.
Inside is a maze-like structure.
Yan Qidao: "This small box has a name, it's called a gramophone. It can repeat what you just said. This is also the latest invention of the Academy of Sciences of the Ministry of Industry."
Yan Qi said to the small box: "Your Majesty, good luck."
Within three seconds, the small box also repeated: "Your Majesty, good luck."
Yan Qi touched the small box and said thoughtfully: "This small box is just a gadget. It can be enlarged infinitely. That's the principle anyway."
"Hehe, just find someone who is good at ventriloquism and talk to such a thing like the prince. Guess, Your Majesty, can you tell the difference?"
"Ah! Ah! Ah, I...I was really deceived..."
The old emperor's heart surged, and he lowered his feet and stretched his chest.
A mouthful of thick phlegm stuck in his throat, suffocating him to death.
"emperor……"
Gao Shangtian flew towards him, stunned.
