In the silent Hall of Books, fine incense burns.
The mermaid oil lit up the dim hall, and the light of dusk fell in the distance. The golden red fire clouds reflected Ying Zheng's black hair as bright as gold, and the roots were transparent.
Zhao Tuo didn't know what happened to Ying Zheng in the past five months, but he knew that the total change was undoubtedly huge.
Holding a bamboo slip in his hand, Ying Zheng wore a black gold cloak and sat behind the desk, calmly reading through the information brought by Zhao Tuo.
The breeze blows.
With the "Human Emperor Sutra" in hand, four months have passed, and the imperial aura around Ying Zheng has become even stronger.
It was obvious that he was just a young man who had not yet reached the crown, but now he had the domineering aura of a king, with a faint aura flowing. At this time, the rich aura of the king on Ying Zheng gave Zhao Tuo a feeling that was even better than that of the previous king, just sitting here. That's it, Zhao Tuo didn't dare to look directly.
If Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang really saw Ying Zheng sitting here, they would definitely not dare to be so careless.
"good."
Looking at the bamboo slips Zhao Tuo brought back, Ying Zheng nodded with satisfaction.
"In four months, it was built to look like this, which is already very good."
"And you have also completed the few points that need attention that I have highlighted quite perfectly."
"It's all blessings from your Majesty." Zhao Tuo said respectfully: "Your Majesty, can we hold a grand ceremony now?"
Four months of practice have made Zhao Tuo's cultivation improve by leaps and bounds, and now he is already at the second level of the Spiritual Sea.
The huge spiritual energy of heaven and earth was flowing in his body. At this time, Zhao Tuo could not wait for a happy battle.
"What? Can't wait?" Ying Zheng looked up with a smile.
"I don't dare." Zhao Tuo quickly bowed his head respectfully.
"Put away your fangs and take a long-term view. Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang are just stepping stones after all. After this grand ceremony, everything will be fleeting. The Immortal Qin Conference is the real subject of this event."
"Your Majesty is wise. It is a blessing from heaven to have your Majesty in Da Qin." Zhao Tuo spoke respectfully.
"We haven't seen each other for four months. When did you become so good at talking?" Ying Zheng cursed with a smile, closed the bamboo slips again, and spoke calmly.
"It's almost time to hold the Xian Qin Conference."
"Go and tell the world here that in three days, Great Qin will hold an Immortal Qin Ceremony with Taihua."
"At that time, the lonely general will arrive in person, banquet the world's heroes and heroes at the grand ceremony, and raise a toast together!"
"To build the foundation of our Immortal Qin for eternity!"
Hearing this, Zhao Tuo's eyes suddenly shone brightly, and his heart surged with excitement!
After holding back for more than four months, I am finally going to take action! !
Facing this moment, even Zhao Tuo couldn't help but feel excited and his blood was surging!
"yes!"
"Wei Chen. Please obey the king's orders!"
Zhao Tuo stepped back respectfully.
After Zhao Tuo left, Ying Zheng lowered his head and narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched the scroll recording the many bamboo slips on Taihua.
In fact, Zhao Tuo and others were only half right about the convening of the Xian Qin Conference.
They believe that the main purpose of this Xian Qin Conference is to delay time, giving them and the Black Ice Platform guards time to grow and develop, and then at this conference, Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang will be annihilated in one fell swoop.
Admittedly, this is indeed one of Ying Zheng's purposes.
But only secondary.
After possessing the "Human Emperor Sutra" and "Chang Ning Jue" and other five cultivation methods, Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang no longer pose any threat to him!
The most important thing about the Xian Qin Conference this time is the Taihua Ceremony itself!
This is not the pre-Qin era of the previous life. In this world, the three realms are vast and gods coexist. If you want to survive, you must improve your cultivation and create your own position in the Great Qin Immortal Class.
Just as he said before, he will follow the example of the Conferred God List on this grand ceremony and build a divine throne and temple unique to Immortal Qin!
Enfranchise the Great Qin Divine Generals, Immortal Soldiers, and Immortal Squads!
Of course, for the time being, Da Qin is still just a secular country, far from reaching the stage of a prosperous dynasty. Naturally, these names are just superficial.
But if you want to build the Immortal Qin Yun Dynasty, you must take this step, lay a good foundation, and at the same time use this grand event to complete some of your goals.
All in all, this event is extremely important. It is a conference for conferring gods and generals. It is related to the future development of Great Qin. Once successful, whether it is sweeping the six countries or the birth of the future Immortal Dynasty, it will be twice the result with half the effort!
The candlelight is dim, and Ying Zheng looks into the distance!
As the emperor of the Qin Dynasty, and with treasures such as the ruins tower in his possession, how could he just focus on Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang?
Slowly clenched his fists.
There was a storm on the ground, and in an instant, the small ruins tower in Ying Zheng's body suddenly shone brightly!
One after another, the dazzling holy lights turned into regular chains, and the runes as dense as the sea surrounded all directions in an instant!
At this moment, one-third of the originally surging national destiny of the Qin Dynasty disappeared in an instant!
An invisible force suddenly crossed the distance of time and space and descended on the distant Taihua Mountain without anyone knowing it!
"call"
The excited sleeves fell down again, and a breath of turbid breath came out slightly. Ying Zheng squinted his eyes and looked into the distance.
"Everything is ready."
“I hope this event will be great”
"Do not disappoint me."
The preparations for the Xian Qin grand meeting are complete, and the news that General Ying Zheng will appear in person in three days to entertain the world's heroes will undoubtedly spread throughout the Qin Dynasty and the Six Kingdoms!
In Xianyang City, Zhongmingding Town officially announced the news to the whole world and invited the world's heroes and talents to Taihua!
Faced with this news, many beings in the Six Nations suddenly laughed.
"Oh? The construction is finally completed? Hahaha, I haven't paid attention to it for more than five months. I thought it was no longer under construction!"
"Would you like to go together?"
"The current political power of the Qin State has almost been completely cannibalized by Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang. Today's Ying Zheng is just a puppet who is still in power."
"It's quite interesting!"
"Hahaha! Let's go together!"
Faced with Ying Zheng's invitation, many people from the Six Nations chose to go.
For example, some of the various schools of thought, the invited cultivating sects on the Six Nations Mountains, etc., sent personnel there.
But the royal families of the six countries chose to watch indifferently.
Facing Ying Zheng's invitation, they only sent a few spies, not even an envoy.
Generally speaking, Ying Zheng's Immortal Qin Conference did not cause much trouble among the six countries, but among the Qin mainland, many people came.
No matter how the current political situation changes, Ying Zheng will ultimately belong to the emperor of Qin.
Facing his invitation, except for a very few people, most would choose to come.
As for what they were thinking when they came to this grand event, whether they really surrendered or came to watch a joke, no one knows.
"Hahaha! Brother Wang is here too? What a joy!"
"How can I not come? This is an invitation from the king. I have long heard that the Taihua Grand Meeting is extraordinary. When I saw it today, it was indeed extraordinary!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Oh? Brother Zhao is here too?"
"We are here to celebrate the grand gathering of King Xian Qin!"
"Haha! Rejoicing together, rejoicing together!"
At the foot of the originally desolate Taihua Mountain, a huge site has now been opened up.
One after another, beautiful tall horses led countless gorgeous carriages to the venue.
One after another people arrived here, and people in luxurious clothes came down one after another and greeted them warmly.
Some of these people are officials from Da Qin, some are Qi refiners from various schools of thought, and some are top sects in Da Qin who have received invitations.
They came one after another, dressed luxuriously, chatting in this place, and it was very lively.
Even Lord Quanyang came, wearing a purple and gold robe with a bright look on his face. He was chatting happily with a Xianyang dignitary.
In addition, a famous Qi Refiner also emerged from the darkness, his eyes gleaming with light, scanning the surroundings with great vigilance, and alerting the surroundings.
However, among the lively crowd, key figures such as Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang were not seen.
Among the troops in Xianyang, Wang Jian and Meng Ao also came.
But their faces are not very pretty.
Because apart from them, among the powerful people in Xianyang nowadays, not many people are still persisting. Even in the military, the two of them are somewhat independent.
Where they stood, a piece of ground was left open for the boss, and all the figures avoided their advance. This was almost unimaginable before.
"Hey."
Meng Ao sneered, his eyes gleaming with coldness.
But in the end, he took a deep breath and suppressed the depression and injustice in his heart.
However, although everyone who came to the banquet had long heard that Ying Zheng had built a huge celebration building on Taihua Mountain, when they actually arrived, they were still shocked by the magnificent scene.
The towering mountains are like a forest of swords, with a long black dragon coiled around it. The huge dragon claws carved on the rocks are looming, the huge dragon head is hidden in the clouds and mist, and the golden pupils are looming.
In addition, there are gorgeous buildings standing on the cliffs, with black iron rods supporting the huge houses.
The chimes are melodious, and countless musicians are sitting among the cliff houses, playing and playing.
The magnificent music filled the entire Taihua with a grand atmosphere.
Coupled with the misty clouds between heaven and earth, it is even more extraordinary.
"Hehe, it's really a grand event." Looking up at the grand venue, Quan Yangjun said with a smile, as if he had something to say.
At the foot of Taihua Mountain, there were several pretty maids, leading them forward along the dark mountain road.
Although the process of going up was a bit difficult, when everyone arrived at the ceremony, they were even more shocked.
There are lingering clouds and mist, flat mountain peaks, and although there is a cold wind blowing, there is actually a huge palace standing where everyone is holding a grand meeting!
How much manpower and material resources did it take to build such a huge palace on such a tall mountain?
After entering the palace, the bonfire in the house was boiling and warm as spring.
The howling cold wind disappeared, replaced by the gentle palace dancers, gently turning and fluttering under the melodious music of the bells and guqin.
Under the hazy clouds outside the window, it looks like a fairyland.
Seeing all this, everyone was surprised.
Especially the people from Lu Buwei and Madam Huayang's forces had their pupils constricted and their brows furrowed!
With such a magnificent venue and event, what exactly does Ying Zheng want to do?
But soon, they relaxed their brows.
Because now the political power of Da Qin has been completely divided by them. In the end, no matter how they fight, it will be a matter for both of them.
No matter what methods Ying Zheng uses, they are destined to be in vain. In the end, he can only be a puppet.
Thinking of all this, everyone sat back with smiles and slowly waited for the celebration to begin.
Thousands of years ago, the stars were shining, the clouds were hazy, and above the ancient Taihua, a grand banquet was being held, all extravagant.
The power of time caused the majestic palaces to collapse, the earth's veins to move, the old trees toppled and burned, buried in the earth, and the broken rocks turned into dust, dissipated in the history of the years.
The originally smooth and delicate vessels were corroded by the earth, covered with fine green rust, rising and falling in the soil with the power of the mountains.
Finally, after thousands of years, it finally saw the light of day again.
"What's happening here?"
"Where did the cup come from?"
Under the huge ancient tree, looking at the cup in Song Qing's hand that looked like a broken bowl, the three of them were stunned for a moment.
But soon, they frowned because they discovered that this cup was obviously different from what they were used to seeing.
The size of this cup is much larger, about the size of a normal person's fist, and it looks like a boat. It is more like a bowl than a cup.
But this thing doesn't look like a bowl, because on its side, there is a pair of semicircular rings.
Although it was severely corroded, it was obviously still there.
And although this thing is covered with green rust and mud, there are still some places that are not completely rusted.
Fine lines can be seen in these areas that are not completely rusted. In addition, there is a black bird. The whole picture cannot be seen clearly. Only a few strokes can be seen, but it is extremely domineering and carries an extremely ancient look. breath.
"What's this?"
Looking at the lines on the cup, the three of them noticed something was wrong.
A pattern like this obviously doesn't look like a modern handicraft, and judging from the rust marks all over it, it's obvious that it has been here for a long time.
"Isn't this thing made of bronze?" Everyone came forward and observed carefully.
The Huashan staff member said with some confusion, "I remember a lot of antiques on TV, this is what they look like."
"bronze?"
Hearing this, everyone suddenly frowned.
"Are you sure?" Song Qing said in a deep voice.
"I think it's a bit similar," Lao Wan said in a deep voice: "I have seen many treasure appraisal programs. The rust of bronze looks like this. It is very ancient."
"And when I accompanied my wife to visit the museum a few days ago, I once saw something called a 'feather cup' in ancient times. It was very similar to this thing. It looked like a broken bowl, but it had two ears. .”
"Beautiful wine?" Song Qing frowned and tried hard to recall the history teacher's teachings: "It should be... not quite right."
"If I remember correctly, the wine glass seems to be from the pre-Qin era?"
"If this valley was really as old as bronze, it would have been corroded by rust long ago, right?"
"Although this thing is rusty, it is obviously not that serious. Is it really something from the Pre-Qin period?"
Looking at the wine glass in Song Qing's hand, Lao Wan spoke with some uncertainty and looked around: "It seems... right."
"But no matter how you look at it, it looks like it's a bit old."
After a slight hesitation, for the sake of caution, everyone took out a bag and put this thing in, preparing to study it carefully after searching this valley.
Everyone moved on.
The small valley is as warm as spring. The tall peaks block the attack of the strong wind. The hot springs surging underground make the temperature in the valley several degrees higher than outside.
There are all kinds of animals living here. If there really is a talking weasel here, everyone thinks it will definitely live here.
But what made Song Qing and others a little helpless was that this valley looked like nothing from a distance, but when they got really close, they realized that the plants here were really extremely lush.
Countless trees grow on the ground, and their lush branches cover almost every corner. Even if they have a machete to clear the way, it will be extremely difficult to search here.
After searching for several hours, we only advanced more than a hundred meters.
And as they moved forward, many animals around them seemed to be repelling them intentionally or unintentionally. Birds in the sky continued to scatter bird droppings one after another. Countless animals rushed towards them from all directions, and there were even a few. The wild boar looked at them maliciously.
Seeing all this, Song Qing and others felt helpless!
How is this going?
Have the animals here become spirits?
Why is it so easy to find trouble?
Could it be that these animals were looking for trouble on Mount Huashan, and they were mistaken?
Just when Song Qing was helpless, his foot suddenly kicked something hard.
"Um?"
"What's this?"
Looking at the dark thing in the jungle, Song Qing knelt down and subconsciously picked it up.
However, when Song Qing picked up this thing, he was immediately stunned!
"Why is there another one??"
(End of chapter)
