Yuantu and Abi penetrated the body of Chunti Buddha.
Buzz!
The sky rains blood, and the heaven and earth share the sorrow.
Seeing the rain of blood falling, all the great masters and scholars from all over the world fell silent.
"Both fell again?"
"Who? Which saint fell this time?"
"How brave you are!"
"Tao Ancestor has decreed that saints cannot travel around the three realms. How dare you disobey Tao Ancestor?"
"He must have disobeyed Dao Ancestor, and Dao Ancestor personally took action to kill him!"
"This way, it becomes clear."
Mount Sumeru, in mid-air, is filled with Brahma light.
The way of heaven reshaped Zhunti's body.
Jie Yin looked sad and distressed, "Oh, junior brother."
Zhunti's face looked like pig liver, "The abominable Styx, the abominable Zhen Yuanzi, they have repeatedly ruined my good deeds in the West!"
"Shu Zi of the Styx, I, the Buddhist sect, will fight him until death!"
"Damn Zhen Yuanzi, if it weren't for the Earth Book Formation, Qin Wangzheng would have returned to the underworld long ago!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuah, it hurts, it really hurts."
Jie Yin's face became more and more sad, and he sighed deeply, "The situation is like this, junior brother cannot force it."
"Waiting for the opportunity, waiting for the next calamity to begin, our West will surely achieve great prosperity."
…
Human race Kyushu.
Zhunti failed to assassinate the King of Qin, and the six kingdoms were cleared, and there were no more constraints.
Sun Wu launched the final offensive and broke through the capital of Yan State.
Since then, the Six Kingdoms have been destroyed.
boom! There was a roar in the sky.
The mysterious voice of the Great Dao sounded:
"The king of Qin swept Liuhe, how magnificent it is for a tiger to look at him."
"Strike the floating clouds with your sword, and all the princes will come to the west!"
The sound of the avenue fell.
The luck of the entire Nine Provinces suddenly surged, all gathered in Xianyang, and poured into Ying Zheng's body.
Buzz!
Surrounded by fierce evil spirits, the emperor's purple energy surged, and its intensity even exceeded that of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.
Ying Zheng held Long Yuan in his hand, pointed his sword at Jiuzhou, and stared at Xianyang, as if expecting his figure.
"Eighteen years old, unified Kyushu, is a child's coming-of-age ceremony. When will father come?"
Ying Zheng stood in the attic for two and a half days, staring at Xianyang, but his father was nowhere to be seen.
"Your Majesty, all the nobles from the six countries have been escorted to Xianyang. What should be done?" Li Si walked up to the attic and spoke respectfully.
"Send it to build the Great Wall."
The Great Wall of Qin will connect the nine states of the human race.
The Great Wall is completed, just like an ancestral dragon lying in the nine states, suppressing the destiny of the human race.
The fate of the human race cannot be changed by anyone who wants to.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Li Si responded respectfully, opened his mouth, and hesitated.
"Your Majesty, the six kingdoms have now been cleared. Your Majesty's virtue is greater than that of the three emperors, and his merits are greater than that of the five emperors. The ministers all agree that he should be honored as emperor."
"The First Emperor of Kyushu."
"The First Emperor?"
"On the day of his enthronement, father will probably come, right?"
In a blink of an eye, two and a half months later.
Xianyang City is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and there is a red carpet for hundreds of miles.
Ying Zheng wore a black crown uniform and walked through Xianyang City to the main hall.
He officially ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, with the title of First Emperor.
Buzz!
The luck of the human race suddenly increased and reached an unprecedented height.
Ying Zheng has gained the luck of the Nine Provinces human race, and at this moment, the power of the emperor around him has exceeded the peak of the sub-sage.
The three paths of heaven, earth and man run parallel.
The Human Emperor Daoguo is naturally not weaker than the Emperor of Heaven and the Lord of the Netherworld.
Ying Zheng, on the other hand, doesn't care about his luck and is still looking for his father in the vast sea of people.
Outside the main hall, countless people watched the ceremony.
An ordinary young couple quietly watched the First Emperor ascend the throne.
The woman has a beautiful appearance, and her beautiful eyes show a gentle look, but her face looks a little pale, and her lips are bloodless.
The husband supported his wife and said, "I'll just come and watch the ceremony. If you have to use the secret method to get the soul out of the netherworld, the price will be too high."
A couple is Shen Gongbao and Hou Tu.
"Take Zheng'er back to the Netherworld." Hou Tu used a secret method to get out of the Netherworld with just a trace of his remaining soul, and was warned by Dao Dao.
Hou Tu's white forehead was covered with beads of sweat, his face was pale, and his lips were bloodless. He leaned in Shen Gongbao's arms.
His slender hands wrapped around his waist and hugged Shen Gongbao gently, his lips were slightly pressed against Shen Gongbao's neck, and his voice was extremely weak.
Shen Gongbao put his arms around Hou Tu's slender waist, slowly lowered his head, and kissed Hou Tu's lips. Like a dragonfly touching water, he said softly: "The First Emperor of Jiuzhou, with good luck, and with the guardians of Minghe and Zhen Yuanzi, he will definitely be able to do it." success."
Houtu has never been so weak as now, not even when giving birth.
It can be expected that the price of the secret method is very high.
Without waiting for Hou Tu to refuse, Shen Gongbao hugged Hou Tu and returned to the underworld.
On the high platform.
The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth curled up slightly, and his frustration disappeared.
Just now I saw my father's encouraging eyes.
"I feel so powerful!"
The next day.
The First Emperor ascended the throne and issued the first edict, "Collect the troops from all over the world, gather them in Xianyang, and sell Feng Dy!"
"Recruit craftsmen from all over the country to Xianyang to build the Epang Palace in the middle of Lishan Mountain."
Such a huge project cannot be completed overnight.
The recruitment of craftsmen was very loose, and many disciples from various schools of thought were mixed into the craftsmen.
Ying Zheng didn't pay attention, as if he let them in deliberately.
Soldiers from all over the world were continuously transported to Xianyang.
Craftsmen rushed to Xianyang in batches.
Construction of the massive Afang Palace began.
It is understandable for an emperor to ascend the throne and build a palace.
All the great masters and scholars from all over the world were not surprised.
In the second year, Da Qin had initially stabilized Kyushu.
Ying Zheng once again issued an edict, "Books have the same text, cars have the same track, and weights and measures are unified!"
Since the beginning of Qin Dynasty, Kyushu has been regarded as a whole.
Over the years, the dynasties continued to change, and each king regarded the unification of the nine states as a necessary task.
Annexing eight states cannot be regarded as unifying the human race!
The human race is still in a state of fragmentation.
This emperor is incompetent and unorthodox.
Only by annexing the Eight Wastelands and encompassing Kyushu can one truly ascend to the throne of the emperor!
The fifth year of the First Emperor.
Kyushu is unified, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, the weather is smooth, and people's livelihood is restored.
After saving for a long time, Da Qin's sword finally turned towards the various schools of thought.
When Ying Zheng was studying at Tusu Tower, he and his husband developed a habit of preparing a small notebook with them.
Those who had opposed Da Qin and conspired to assassinate him were all recorded in Ying Zheng's notebook. (Figure 1.ipg)
Liquidation!
Must be liquidated!
Behind He Qing Haiyan, there is a bloody storm.
The bell on the top of Lishan Mountain rang again.
The Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period have become a grain of sand in the long river of history.
The fifteenth year of the First Emperor.
After more than ten years of construction, the general outline of Epang Palace has finally been completed.
Five steps to the first floor, ten steps to the pavilion, the waist of the corridor is unobtrusive, and the eaves and teeth are high.
Deep in Lishan Mountain.
Ying Zheng is sitting in the middle, surrounded by fierce and imperial purple energy.
Countless mottled light spots appeared in the earth veins.
True spiritual particles!
These are the true spirits of the eleven ancestral witches who have returned to heaven and earth!
Just like grains of sand, they are being gathered one by one.
I saw eleven clay sculptures standing deep in Lishan Mountain.
It is in the Netherworld that the evil energy of the Netherworld nourishes the bodies of the ancestral witches of the Billions of Yuan Society.
Countless particles of true spiritual light poured into the body of the ancestral witch along the earth's veins.
To put it simply, the ancestral witch has no soul, the body is a container, and the true spirit is equivalent to the soul of the ancestral witch!
The true spirit returns and the ancestral shaman is resurrected.
