Wei Yang's eyes were filled with helplessness.
He didn't want his road to become bumpy, but it was already here. What could he do? He had no choice but to accept it.
The only thing that made him feel relieved was that the corpse that was canonized belonged to Qin State, not Wei State or South Korea.
Otherwise, he would still be in a lot of trouble.
"The aura of canonization permeates the entire Central Plains. Once the corpse and the imperial master appear, they will definitely be targeted." Wei Yang looked solemnly and said to Ying Quliang: "Your Majesty, make plans early."
"Yes, Chief Zuo is right." Ying Quliang turned to Ying Qian: "Brother, let the army keep an eye on the borders, especially the Wei and Chu countries."
"By the way, there's also Korea!"
"good."
At this moment, Ying Qian also realized the seriousness of the situation. Once the identity of the corpse was exposed, neither Wei nor South Korea wanted Qin to have a saint.
Although Huang can be regarded as a saint to a certain extent, people like Zhuzi Baijia, who canonize saints in the world, have unparalleled influence in the Central Plains.
This is something that Wei Yang and Huang currently lack.
After all, the current Wei Yang has not yet been canonized, and Huang is ultimately a martial artist, and a literati will look down on martial artists after all.
If you see it, you will just say something.
Pooh! Vulgar martial artist.
Although Huang, a martial artist, has now grown up to the point where no one dares to underestimate him, people's usual understanding will not change in a short time.
After the discussion between Wei Yang and Ying Quliang, the entire Qin State was silent on the surface, but secretly the entire territory was under martial law, and the Qin army soldiers were ready to go to the battlefield at any time.
After all, being a saint is different from being called a son. So far, there are only three saints in the Central Plains.
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Anyi.
"Your Majesty, as recorded in the classics, the sound of heaven and earth resounds throughout the Central Plains, and the breath of time permeates the heaven and earth. Someone has made it a saint."
Young Master Yan said to King Wei: "It's just that right now, we have no way of knowing which person in this world has reached that point."
"snort!"
On the throne, King Wei's eyes were full of gloom, and he said to the young master: "There are only so many people in the world who are called sons, and they are numerous."
"Check them one by one."
"promise."
Chaoge's incident made King Wei furious, but he had nothing to do with the monks. It wasn't that he couldn't kill some monks, but he was worried about the forces behind them.
The most important thing is that the Chaoge incident is related to Qin Guoshi. It can even be said that Qin Guoshi was instigated. When he thought of this, King Wei became even more angry.
"General, how is the matter with Chao Ge handled?" King Wei looked at Pang Juan and asked.
Hearing this, Pang Juan said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the Chaoge matter is coming to an end. Not only have we gained nothing, but we have ruined Chaoge and even damaged a monk."
"The general thinks we can't let it go like this. We can't afford to offend those people behind the monks, but we can afford to offend Master Qin!"
"Now the Qin State Master has entered Han..."
Looking away at Pang Juan, King Wei shook his head: "There is no rush now. It is better to determine who can be canonized first, and then we can cause trouble to Qin Guoshi."
"promise."
King Wei trusted Pang Juan very much. He knew in his heart that Pang Juan himself came from hundreds of schools of thought, and he must understand the situation of hundreds of schools of thought.
After thinking this, the Wei Dynasty turned to Pang Juan and said, "General, do you have any impression of the existence of this saint?"
Hearing this, Pang Juan pondered for a long time, and then he turned to the King of Wei and said, "According to ancient records, the first Lao Tzu to be conferred a saint, traveled thirty thousand miles from the east with purple energy, and wrote three thousand sentences of the Great Way."
"At that time, golden lotuses emerged from the earth, and the goddess scattered flowers..."
"The second Confucius was canonized, and his majestic righteousness stirred up the nine heavens, as powerful as the sun. Now, except for the same sound of the great road, the only difference is that this man is canonized now.
The scent of time fills the sky and earth. "
Having said this, Pang Juan raised his head and looked directly at King Wei, and said word by word: "Among the people of Fengzi in the Central Plains, the only one who is good at time is corpse."
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Deep in a mountain range, there are stacks of palaces. The young man looks solemnly, watching the clouds and mist rise.
At this moment, a black figure appeared not far away, heading towards the young man.
"Have you found out?"
"Young Master, the Central Plains canonized saint, my subordinates have identified one person, and that is Corpse." The middle-aged man in black said in a deep voice: "On the land of Central Plains, among those who are called sons, only Corpse is good at time and space. .”
"A corpse?"
The young man turned his head, his eyes full of disbelief. He turned towards the middle-aged man in black and said, "The corpse is with Feng Zheng. They are both in Han. Go find Feng Zheng and confirm."
"promise."
Watching the middle-aged man leave, Feng Yuyan had a complicated expression. He knew the condition of the corpse. Logically speaking, the corpse would never be canonized in this life.
"Could it be that they got an adventure?" At this moment, Feng Yuyan murmured to himself, feeling very uneasy.
…
"Master, please send someone to confirm the condition of the body. Do you want to hide it?" Feng Zheng took a sip of wine at the wine stall and said to Huang.
After taking a sip of Green Ant, he smiled wildly and said, "The news of the corpse's canonization is now known to the whole world, and we can't hide it."
"It doesn't hurt to tell him!"
"promise."
Green ants in the mouth, slightly sweet.
Jiang Huanyue said to Huang: "National Master, Feng Yuyan once invited us to go to Feng Tianyou to help him, do we still want to go?"
He glanced at Jiang Huanyue and shook his head with a smile: "If I don't go, I can't share the joys and sorrows, so what's the use of him!"
"From the moment they turned around and left, we were no longer strangers. From now on, when we meet, we are just passers-by."
"Tidy up, we should go back."
A smile flashed across Huang's eyes. He didn't care about Nangong Qingcheng and Feng Yuyan. Now he got Zheng Zhuanggong's secret.
Just one more fire crow pot is missing.
As long as he has the intention, it is enough to make the Central Plains more chaotic.
"National Master, we have gained something. Should we return to Yueyang or go to Xinzheng to find the Fire Crow Pot?" The corpse smiled, his tone full of joy.
Hearing this, Huang thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "We have gained a lot from this trip to Huangquan."
"Go back to Yueyang first and rest for a while so that everyone can get familiar with the surge in power so that you can control your cultivation instead of the other way around..."
"Too!"
At this moment, Feng Zheng also smiled: "We have all gained something this time, and we should really digest it and improve our strength before talking about it."
"After all, the Fire Crow Pot is not simple. Our cultivation level is too low..."
As soon as these words came out, the smiles on everyone's faces suddenly disappeared. They all remembered clearly the prophecy on the bronze wall deep in the underworld.
If they don't go to Kunlun, everyone will die.
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