A strong sense of crisis came from all directions.
As soon as he entered the space behind the door, Huo Qubing's exposed skin felt like pinprick pain.
All his senses reminded him that this place was extremely dangerous.
The mist dispersed ahead, revealing a gravel-strewn road.
This is a straight road, a straight road used for marching, extending into the distance.
The moment Huo Qubing entered the imperial mausoleum, he used concealment to cover up his aura.
When he stepped forward, he was invisible and without substance, and even the airflow around him did not fluctuate at all.
The ground is full of broken stones, and as we move forward, the fog on both sides is getting lighter.
A little further away, there are low mountains.
Through observation, Huo Qubing determined that the space connected behind this door was a valley, located in the middle of the mountains.
His gaze was fixed on the low mountains on both sides.
The mountains that can be seen are all short, and the tops of the mountains are cut flat, as if they had been cut off by a terrible force.
As a military strategist, Huo Qubing was very sensitive to the scent of the battlefield.
He could feel that there had been a war in this land.
Countless lives have perished here.
Suddenly, the scene in front of him changed.
The mist faded away like an ebbing tide.
In the valley in front, countless Qin Army appeared. There are both cavalry and infantry.
The cavalry rode their horses with guns in hand, and the infantry marched forward with guns blazing.
They formed a square formation, shields in front, flags flying, and advanced steadily.
On the opposite side, another group of troops was launching an attack against them.
Huo Qubing's pupils suddenly contracted.
The opponent on the battlefield, after approaching the Qin army, suddenly jumped up with force, approached the Qin army, and opened his mouth to make a sucking gesture.
The Qin army stopped moving forward so strangely, as if suppressed by some force, unable to break free, and fell into a nightmare.
Their faces were distorted, their expressions were extremely painful, and they soon lost signs of life.
...scenario change.
Blood, more Qin troops are fighting with the enemy.
Countless enemies were torn apart by the Qin army's front.
But like monsters, those enemy soldiers could still stand up after being severely wounded, and their pierced flesh squirmed and recovered.
This kind of recovery ability... Huo Qubing thought that the immortal master's subordinates he saw in the imperial mausoleum also had the same characteristics.
The scene on the battlefield is fragmented.
Around Huo Qubing, the world turned upside down, and an endless city wall appeared, like a giant dragon crouching, stretching thousands of miles, undulating and extending.
It's the Great Wall...but the Great Wall in front of me is definitely not the Great Wall of Han Dynasty, or anywhere in China.
Did the old Qin people build other Great Walls in unknown places?
Huo Qubing had one question after another.
The Great Wall was taller and more complete than any other Great Wall he had ever seen.
And inside and outside the Great Wall, the mountains and plains were filled with people from both sides, crowds of people surging.
The cries of death and the clang of weapons, the arms that were still holding the weapons after being cut off, corpses, stumps, thick blood fell on the city head, and in the blink of an eye it was covered with new blood, accumulating thicker and thicker.
On the battlefield, a Qin soldier was stabbed in the chest and abdomen by his opponent. Before he died, he still stubbornly pounced on him and tried his best to bite the opponent.
More Qin troops, with firm and fierce eyes, tried their best to fight with their opponents.
Huo Qubing felt a throb from the bottom of his heart.
This war was more brutal than any other battle he had ever known.
The scene changes again.
Qin Jun all turned into the Qin figurine.
Countless Qin warriors fought with their opponents, and this time it was the Qin warriors who had the upper hand.
… In the last scene, people who are difficult to count are built and excavated.
The Qin people cut out a huge palace underground.
Qin Emperor’s Mausoleum!
Millions of Qin people, including the Qin army, worked hard to dig and build the imperial tomb...
Then, all the images disappeared.
The surrounding low mountains are undulating, and Huo Qubing is still standing in the valley.
In the scene just now, the Qin army that appeared first was attacked and suppressed by the opponent, and suffered heavy losses.
Then the Great Wall appeared, and the Qin army began to rely on the Great Wall to fight its opponents.
Then the Qin army turned into Qin warriors... The final scene was the excavation of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.
Huo Qubing felt as if he had grasped some clues.
The message brought by these pictures is that the Qin army discovered an enemy of unknown origin. They were passive at first, then relied on the Great Wall to resist the opponent, and then they made Qin terracotta warriors, began to reduce consumption, and finally banned the opponent with imperial tombs...
A hundred years ago in Qin, there was obviously a very large-scale war.
But in just a hundred years, why has no news of a war of this scale been handed down?
No one in the Han Dynasty mentioned this game with an unknown enemy in Qin Dynasty.
After the scene disappeared, Huo Qubing's ears still echoed with the sound of millions of Qin troops fighting against the enemy.
When the scene showing the Great Wall faded, Huo Qubing saw a figure wearing a black dragon robe, standing on the forehead of a huge black dragon, appearing above the battlefield.
The roar of the giant dragon shattered the heaven and earth, and countless enemy troops were suppressed and killed.
"I will rule the world, cast an army of millions of terracotta warriors, and raise the earth's veins to become the Great Wall to control the nine states and protect our country.
I am here, the foundation of heaven and earth, no one can shake it!
The enemy will be suppressed forever, and the gods and ghosts and gods will listen together ... "
The sound echoed over and over again, shocked the earth, and resonated with the sky.
The First Emperor and Zulong...where did this battle take place?
Huo Qubing lowered his head to look at the long gravel road, squatted down and touched the ground with one finger, and bursts of killing sounds reached his ears from the depths of the earth.
This is the mark of heaven and earth, a mark that can only be formed by the thought power formed by countless war dead and the combination of heaven and earth.
Huo Qubing pushed aside the gravel on the ground.
There is a wisp of dried dark red in the ground, which is still as bright as new after a hundred years. It is blood!
This was once a corner of the battlefield, where countless people fell... The moment Huo Qubing stood up, a hand suddenly reached out from the void in front of him.
"For the first time in a hundred years, a flesh and blood body has come in... You are the Han general from the outside world!"
When the Immortal Lord's voice reached his ears, Huo Qubing's soul's thinking ability was almost stagnant, and he couldn't even think of resisting.
In the space behind this door, the power of the Immortal Lord is much stronger than what could be sensed outside the door last time!
He reached out and grabbed it, locking the world, time and space.
Huo Qubing was covered by one of his hands, his body was suppressed and shrunk, and he fell into the opponent's palm.
"You guys, like dogs and livestock, dare to imprison me!"
The hands in the void began to tighten.
The Huo Qubing in the palm of his hand melted away like a bubble, turning out to be a false illusion.
The figure caught in the hands of the Immortal Master disintegrated into a small piece of gravel.
The so-called grass and trees are all soldiers, and the broken stones are turned into objects. This is a manifestation of the military strategists who have practiced the tactics of doubting soldiers to an extremely advanced level.
Huo Qubing's true body escaped from his shell with the help of a golden cicada and appeared a few feet away.
The next moment, he changed to another position, with formations surging under his feet, and blessings moving upward, unfolding wonderful changes in a very small space.
With the Mirage Dragon Ball, Huo Qubing's real body and false body become real and illusory.
His skill of doubting soldiers has reached unprecedented heights.
Suddenly, Huo Qubing was moving and picked up more than ten pieces of gravel with his feet.
These broken stones turned into soldiers and became Huo Qubing's fake bodies.
More than ten of them had Hong Ming Dao in their hands at the same time.
Clang!
After the attack was launched, all Huo Qubing gathered together, like taking in the world from all directions, and the power of the past and future was slashed out through the Hong Ming Dao.
This knife cut a mark into the void that could not be closed.
The hand was scratched by a knife, and there seemed to be blood seeping out, but it healed in the blink of an eye.
Hong Ming Dao appears and disappears in the void, disappearing and appearing suddenly. The force of the knife is like a horse flying in the sky, and like the traces of birds and fish, it is elusive.
Every time the sword fell, it was all struck in that hand with miraculous skill.
At this time, a figure appeared in the void behind his hand.
The Immortal Lord revealed his silhouette from behind the space.
He seemed to be wearing a high crown, standing behind the void, his figure reflected!
His hand reached out, but there was a bronze chain tied to his wrist, which was in a restrained state.
A green flame ignited on the chain, and the brand fell off, burning the hand.
And just when this figure appeared, the blood of the First Emperor that Huo Qubing carried glowed and turned into a bloody "zhen" pattern.
The power of the Hong Ming Dao became stronger and stronger, dragons roared and tigers roared, and with the blessing of the Four Elephants Divine Weapon Talisman, Huo Qubing's sword was almost ten feet long, and along with the Zhenzi pattern, it struck into the void.
Boom!
There seemed to be a big explosion in the void on the other side, and the space bulged as if it was about to explode.
At the same time, the First Emperor's blood returned to the vial held by Huo Qubing.
The incantation engraved on the bottle flew down, forming a teleportation array.
The void collapsed in front of Huo Que, and was torn away by array.
He was disappeared by the array and exited the space behind the door.
"Emperor Qin, your power to ban me has been loosened. I will go out and find you!"
…
Huo Qubing found himself standing on a mountain. He had actually exited the Mausoleum of the First Emperor and returned to the mountains of Mount Li.
The sun is rising.
The space behind the door, the scenes on the battlefield, it feels like there are only a few breaths, but in fact a long night has passed.
The sky is getting brighter.
Huo Qubing let out a long sigh at the top of the mountain.
Where did the so-called Immortal Lord come from?
A hundred years ago, he led his subordinates to take control of China and invade the Qin Dynasty. Or was there some other conspiracy that was blocked by the Qin Emperor?
Outside Lishan Mountain, Zhao Ponu and other troops were neatly organized and waiting.
"Let's go back to Chang'an."
Huo Qubing returned to the team, still recalling what he saw behind the bronze door over and over in his mind.
Entering the copper gate this time, I was sure of two things.
First, there was a great war a hundred years ago, and the people of Qin fought with the strength of the whole country.
Second, the Immortal Lord's side was defeated, but the First Emperor was unable to kill the Immortal Lord and had no choice but to imprison him. Many of the arrangements left by Emperor Qin revolved around how to kill the Immortal Lord and prevent him from escaping.
The First Emperor selected a military strategist and passed the baton to kill the Immortal Lord to Huo Qubing after a hundred years.
At present, the Immortal Master is still bound in the imperial mausoleum, and there is no hope of breaking free for at least a short time.
It was almost noon when Huo Qubing returned to Chang'an.
He sent someone to convey the news to Liu Qing, and then came to the main hall of the Wei Army to handle military affairs.
When I returned to the house in the evening, the family was having dinner.
Daozun, Gongsun Hong, Dong Zhongshu, and Huo Guang all gathered in the small courtyard of the mansion.
The meal was hot pot, and Huo Qubing joined in. After drinking for three rounds, he asked:
"The realm of the three oldest ones is close to that of a semi-saint."
The Taoist Master glanced at him: "Although I have reached the peak of heaven and humanity, this last step to become a semi-saint is more difficult than all previous levels combined.
However, the method you proposed is indeed feasible. My Middle Earth Taoism has become a spiritual practice to resist Buddhist preaching. The energy gained in the process may give me a chance to become a semi-saint. "
"After the world is unified, it is so difficult to become a semi-saint.
Counting Xunzi at the end of the Warring States Period and Zou Zi, the founder of the Yin Yang and Five Elements sects, there were only two or three semi-sages in hundreds of years. "
Dong Zhongshu said with emotion: "In the founding of this dynasty, only the Marquis of Huaiyin had outstanding military talents, and he could break through the wall of heaven and man with force.
If we want to become a saint, it is very difficult. "
Gongsun Hong took a sip of wine and said cheerfully: "After entering the court and becoming an official, your destiny is determined. No matter how you practice, your life span will not be increased.
I have never thought about being a semi-saint. I just wait for the fate to come and kick off my feet. "
"I have no regrets in my life."
Seeing that the topic was getting further and further, Huo Qubing said, "I would like to ask some of you, have you ever heard a fairy voice whispering in your ears?"
"Almost every practitioner has heard all kinds of sounds in the world, such as the whispers of ghosts and the like. Which one is Huo Hou talking about?"
Dong Zhongshu and Dao Zun both turned their heads and looked over.
Huo Qubing thought to himself that no one seemed to have heard the fairy sounds spoken by the First Emperor.
Is it because the Immortal Lord is banned and the Immortal Sound is also restricted, or is it because after the unification, the energy of the world has changed and the Immortal Sound has disappeared?
It’s early April, and Chang’an is experiencing its first spring rain this year.
Huo Qubing stood in the main hall of the Guards, looking out at the rain curtain outside the window: "Next, we should prepare for war with all our strength, defeat the Xiongnu in one fell swoop, and let us see what will happen after all our luck has returned to my great man!"
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