"Canonize the son of Ying Qin, Ying Nan as the Great Qin Tiger and Lieutenant General, confer a first-class royal title, and confer the title of King of Yuzhou!"
An edict was issued from the Great Qin Emperor's Palace.
At this time, more than half a year had passed since the day Ying Zheng beheaded the immortals of Kunlun Immortal Palace.
In the past six months, the undercurrents of various sects in the mountains and rivers of Jiuzhou have surged.
The aristocratic forces of Han, Zhao, Wei, Chu, Yan, Qi... the six kingdoms of Shandong were running back and forth, plotting secretly together in an attempt to overthrow the Qin regime.
Xianyang City, deep inside the Great Qin Emperor's Palace, inside the Qiankun Hall.
Ying Zheng sat upright on the dragon chair.
Below the main hall, hundreds of civil and military officials were arranged in two rows. The civil officials were headed by Prime Minister Li Si, and the military attachés were headed by Meng Tian.
"Your Majesty, Kunlun Immortal Palace has already sent someone to submit the war order. One year later, Kunlun Immortal Palace will send ten geniuses to Xianyang. At that time, Great Qin must fight! If Great Qin wins, it can continue to control the Nine Dragons Order! Otherwise, the Nine Dragons Order will It will be reclaimed by Kunlun Immortal Palace."
The Prime Minister of Great Qin, Li Si, stepped forward and saluted, his sharp eyes gleaming with coldness.
On the Dragon Throne.
Ying Zheng looked calm. Under the crown, his face looked very peaceful, as if everything was under his control.
"Instruct all the major sects in Jiuzhou to quickly send their disciples Tianjiao to Xianyang. Tell them that those who dare to harbor Tianjiao and dare not go to war will be destroyed!"
"I will obey His Majesty's edict!"
Prime Minister Li Si retreated.
General Meng Tian's eyes flashed with sparkle, he stepped forward, saluted, and said in a deep voice:
"Your Majesty, we, the Qin Dynasty's millions of cavalry, can't find ten talented people who can match the Kunlun Immortal Palace! Wei Chen suggested that Wei Chen personally go to the Lantian Camp. Within a few days, I will be able to find all ten talented people."
"What Aiqing said makes sense, but I have another appointment for you!"
Ying Zheng responded in a deep voice.
"Your Majesty, please show me that the final general will definitely fulfill his mission!"
Meng Tian bowed and saluted.
"My dear friends, I have decided! Regardless of whether we are defeated or not, I will personally lead the 100,000 Great Qin cavalry who are above the Foundation Establishment stage into the Immortal Sect!"
Ying Zheng's voice was calm, but it sounded like thunder in everyone's ears.
Everyone was so shocked by this sentence that they were dumbfounded.
In the main hall, no one responded for a long time, and it was deathly silent.
"Jiujiang and the Qin Dynasty, we will fight against the national calamity together!"
"Your Majesty, we are willing to assist Your Majesty in bringing peace to the world, to leveling the immortal sects in the world, to unify the two realms of immortality and mortals, and to achieve the supreme immortal court!"
"Your Majesty is wise! We are willing to follow you to the death!"
"Kill the Immortal Sect! These guys usually look like they have their nostrils turned upward. I have long disliked them!"
"General Li is right! Your Majesty, Kunlun Immortal Palace has secretly sent countless secret agents and spies to the counties and counties of Daqin over the years! This alone is enough to prove that Kunlun Immortal Palace has never fully recognized Daqin from the beginning to the end. empire!"
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All the civil servants were silent.
All the military attaches were extremely excited.
Soldiers, return as corpses wrapped in horse leather!
Ying Zheng was sitting high on the dragon chair, his eyes were shining brightly, and he had been secretly observing all the movements of the civil and military officials.
He raised his eyebrows.
Zhao Gao, who was on the side, understood in his mind, stepped forward quickly, raised his voice, and said in a deep voice:
"Retreat!"
Before the officials could react, golden light surged around Ying Zheng, and he disappeared without a trace on the dragon chair.
Zhao Gaota stood under the dragon chair.
He did not leave, but looked at the civil and military officials below, with a strange color in his cold eyes.
"General Mengtian! Kunlun Immortal Palace is a sect of the Immortal Family stationed in the human world by the Immortal Court of the Upper Realm! Just one peak master of Kunlun Immortal Palace has a golden immortal cultivation level. The thirty-six peaks of Kunlun Immortal Palace, plus the main and deputy palaces of Kunlun Immortal Palace Lord, they have thirty-eight golden immortals!"
Prime Minister Li Si's eyes showed worry, and there was a trace of tremor in his voice.
After the Great Catastrophe of Conferring Gods in ancient times, Jiang Ziya sacrificed and refined the Conferring Gods Platform and became the leader of all immortals. His disciple Kunlun Taoist built the Kunlun Immortal Palace on the site of the old capital of Shangtang.
Today, Kunlun Immortal Palace has gone through thousands of years of ups and downs.
The name of Kunlun Immortal Palace is the supreme and terrifying existence in the entire human world.
Before the First Emperor Yingzheng unified the world, the Ying clan also relied on the support of Kunlun Immortal Palace to annihilate the six countries and unify the nine states.
For thousands of years, Kunlun Immortal Palace has been the overlord in the hearts of all sects in the human world.
The disciples of Kunlun Immortal Palace are also the proud ones from all major sects in the mountains and rivers of Jiuzhou. In short, Kunlun Immortal Palace can recruit disciples from all over China.
"Li Si! Do you know who killed Mr. Fusu?"
Meng Tian turned around and looked at the civil servants, his cold eyes making everyone tremble.
He has been on the battlefield for a long time, and the evil energy condensed all over his body can be breathtaking.
"Meng Tian, Mr. Fusu didn't die because of his obsession. Your Majesty has investigated this matter thoroughly. Is there something hidden in it?"
Li Si was shocked and couldn't help but exclaimed.
Meng Tian glanced at Zhao Gao, with an imperceptible coldness in his eyes, and said coldly:
"Young Master Fusu was killed by a traitor. This general has secretly found out that the young master's death was a conspiracy of Kunlun Immortal Palace! Their purpose is to overthrow the Qin Empire!"
"It's actually like this!"
"Young Master Fusu is wise and decisive. He is a wise master who is rare to see in a thousand years. If he is still here, the Great Qin Empire will surely last for hundreds of years!"
"Kunlun Immortal Palace is so ambitious! When the Qin Dynasty unified the world, the western frontier was assigned to them! Aren't they still satisfied?"
…
In the main hall, the civil and military officials were talking a lot. Some were filled with indignation, while others were silent.
Zhao Gao kept everyone's expressions in mind, stepped forward and said in a deep voice:
"My lords, Your Majesty has made an agreement with King Yuzhou! King Yuzhou will come forward to kill the ten geniuses of Kunlun Immortal Palace, and then sacrifice the heads of the ten geniuses to the flag!"
"King Yuzhou? That baby who is less than one year old!"
"Kunlun Immortal Palace is a supreme immortal sect with thirty-eight golden immortal monks. It's just a holy infant. No matter how powerful the battle is, he can't possibly defeat the entire Kunlun Immortal Palace?"
"I heard that King Yuzhou has been practicing in seclusion since he came to the Imperial Capital from Magnolia City. Is it possible that this son is really the reincarnation of a powerful monk?"
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The King of Yuzhou is the king given to Qinnan by Ying Zheng.
The civil and military officials looked at each other, but they could also feel the shock and fear in each other's eyes.
Behind the Qiankun Hall, in the Sutra Pavilion of the Imperial Palace.
Qin Nan was sitting cross-legged, his whole body surrounded by gleaming white light. He was like a small boat floating quietly in the air, meditating and practicing.
"Duan Jingshu! Tongbei Fist! Divine Shooting Nine Heavens! Fengyun Swordsmanship, Controlled Psychic... These skills are extraordinary, but they are not the skills I expected. Swordsmen must stick to it! In this life, I'd better choose to practice swordsmanship, otherwise I will inevitably have to go through another bloody baptism in the future."
He slowly opened his eyes, and there was a hint of darkness in his eyes.
After the Great Qin Empire unified the world, almost all the martial arts and war records of the six Shandong kingdoms and all the sects in the hinterland of the Great Qin were printed and stored in the Sutra Collection Pavilion in front of them.
It can be said that if he cannot find a suitable sword technique here, he will have no choice but to go to the fairy world to find a more powerful sword technique.
Qin Nan slowly stood up and walked through the air.
In the main hall, rows of tall shelves towered like towering trees. Here, he was as small as an ant.
The sea of books in the Sutra Pavilion is like a boat, dazzling and countless.
Qin Nan had been in seclusion here for more than half a year, and he had only read two-thirds of the books.
He was walking in the air with his fat calves. Suddenly, a broken ancient book on the last row of bookshelves caught his attention.
