Ying Zheng is also a person with advanced cultivation, but he has been stuck in a bottleneck for many years and cannot break through despite all his efforts. This has really bothered him for a long time.
but now.
Just after taking one pill, he actually broke through on the spot!
"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"
"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty, ten thousand years!"
"Great Qin Dynasty for ten thousand years!"
All the civil and military officials in the court knelt down and worshiped at the same time, and read out the praises in unison.
Xu Fu saw the general trend and could not stop Ying Zheng from prolonging his life. He immediately knelt down and followed the ministers, speaking loudly, praising his virtues and praising him endlessly.
"I feel like I have become a young man, and even my cultivation level has broken through!"
Yingzheng's dragon face is full of joy, the dragon is vigorous and the tiger is fierce.
Then, he immediately announced:
"Xu Fu, you have been refining elixirs for me for so many years, but you are not as good as a longevity elixir. From now on, there is no need to bother refining elixirs. Go back to Yin Yang's house and wait for orders."
Once this statement is made, it is tantamount to deposing.
"Wei Chen...accept the decree!"
Xu Fu knelt on the ground, gritting his teeth secretly, his eyes flashing with evil intent.
He did not dare to hate the First Emperor Ying Zheng.
I can only hate the longevity elixir, hate Gai Nie, and hate Qin Xiu.
Without the identity of an alchemist,
It would be troublesome if he wanted to go to the fairy island overseas.
He is now immortal, not immortal. He has to wear an ice mask every day, otherwise his face will rot, which is very troublesome and extremely distressing.
Overseas fairy islands are his hope.
"Damn the gun god in white! How dare you ruin my good deeds! Then don't blame me!"
After retreating from the imperial court,
Xu Fu came to Tianmen's secret underground palace. As the leader of Tianmen, he first called Tianmen's peerless master, Huang Ying.
"Imperial Shadow, see the Master!"
In the underground palace, a burly Japanese warrior knelt on one knee in front of Xu Fu.
Xu Fu commanded majestically:
"Huang Ying, it has been half a year since you joined Tianmen. How is your practice of Jingji Sword Intent going?"
half a year ago.
Xu Fu defeated Huang Ying with unparalleled powerful means. The latter chose to surrender, join Tianmen, and was willing to serve Xu Fu.
"Master, my sword skills have become extremely proficient. If combined with our Japanese ninjutsu, I can kill with one sword even if I encounter the Zhixuan realm! It will be effortless!"
Huang Ying said very confidently.
Xu Fu nodded with satisfaction when he heard this:
"There is a man in the world who claims to be the Gunslinger in White. He is ruining my good deeds. Get rid of him now."
"Hi!"
Huang Ying is a Japanese warrior and is used to nodding in agreement.
His Jingji Sword Skill has also become more and more proficient, and he is looking for someone to try the sword with, and the Spear God in White is a good candidate.
………………
Qingcheng Mountain, Peach Blossom Garden.
"Ah sneeze~~~~!"
Qin Xiu was having breakfast with everyone when he suddenly sneezed and thought to himself who was talking about me behind my back. He didn't think much about it and hurriedly lowered his head to eat.
Sikong Changfeng said:
"Young Master Qin, you are going to compete with Dao Sword Immortal later. Are you ready now?"
"No."
After Qin Xiu had finished his meal, he took out the wine gourd and took a few sips of wine. He didn't care about the competition at all.
Sikong Changfeng said:
"The Taoist Sword Immortal is the first of the five great Sword Immortals. His swordsmanship and Taoist techniques are unparalleled in the world. Why don't you prepare for it?"
"But luckily,"
"I have prepared it for you. These are all information about Dao Sword Immortal. Do you want to take a look?"
After that, Sikong Changfeng took out two bamboo slips from his sleeve, which recorded the life of the Taoist Sword Immortal. The most important thing was that he had a detailed introduction to his Taoist and sword skills.
"Information? Did you prepare it for me?"
Qin Xiu also didn't expect Sikong Changfeng to be so generous and righteous.
Sikong Changfeng chuckled and said:
"Young Master Qin, I have put a lot of effort and time into preparing these materials. Since you and I are friends, I will naturally give you free reading,"
"but I know,"
"If you want to save face, you will definitely not take advantage of me,"
"It's better than this,"
"Teach me the world of ice and thunder."
"What do you think of this?"
Qin Xiu looked at his profiteer's face, rolled his eyes, stood up and walked outside, saying calmly:
"I don't think so."
Sealing the world in ice and thundering in the nine heavens are the unique skills of the innate Qiankun Gong. It is impossible for oneself to pass it on to others casually.
Seeing that Qin Xiu did not agree, Sikong Changfeng immediately changed his words:
"Don't go, don't go. The price is negotiable. If you think two moves are too much, then one move will do..."
Qin Xiu was no longer talking to Sikong Changfeng.
Walked a few steps to the courtyard.
Today he was going to make friends with Zhao Yuzhen through martial arts. Zhao Yuzhen and Li Hanyi were in the yard in advance.
Li Hanyi saw Qin Xiu and said:
"Why did you come so late? Are you scared?"
Deep down in her heart, she always believed that although Qin Xiu's cultivation was very high, Zhao Yuzhen was even higher. In this competition, Qin Xiu would definitely lose to Zhao Yuzhen.
Qin Xiu glared at Li Hanyi.
Li Hanyi didn't say much, and stood at the edge of the field in a wise manner, silently waiting for the battle to begin.
"Brother Qin, here we come."
Zhao Yuzhen walked to the court, bowed his hands to Qin Xiu, and raised a sunny smile on his lips.
"Well, here we come."
Qin Xiu nodded and walked to the venue.
Zhao Yuzhen said kindly:
"Pindao knows that Brother Qin came to Qingcheng Mountain for fame. If you and I are to compete with each other, we will fall into the lower class if we use swords against each other. Why don't we change the method of competition."
"Are they going to change the competition method?"
Li Hanyi's beautiful eyes lit up when he heard this.
"In what way?"
Qin Xiu asked with interest.
Just listen to Zhao Yuzhen's kind words:
"Qin Xiu, our Qingcheng is located in the land of Bashu. Thanks to the support of the people at the foot of the mountain, we have been proud to inherit it for thousands of years,"
"But now,"
"The world is in turmoil,"
"The people are living in dire straits, suffering from wars, wars, and wars, and the people are in dire straits."
"So Zhao boldly proposed to do something practical for them."
"You go on."
Qin Xiu also quite agreed with Zhao Yuzhen's proposal.
He has been traveling around the world for the past six months, and has seen mountains and rivers broken, starving people everywhere, drought in the south, and floods in the north. It is not easy for the people to survive, and they have to face the oppression of the local gentry, and there are also the intrusions of bullies, bandits, and bandits.
Just listen to Zhao Yuzhen's suggestion:
"Brother Qin, you may not know something. There are tens of millions of people living in these three thousand miles of Shu, but at the same time, there are also hundreds of thousands of bandits."
"These people have taken over the mountain and are kings, burning, killing and looting wantonly."
"There are more than 500 large and small mountains within a radius of 3,000 miles in Bashu, and there are more than 500 or 600 leaders, many of whom are masters of the martial arts. They burn, kill, and loot, and commit all kinds of evil, making the people below the mountains miserable."
"So how do you want to compare?"
After listening to Zhao Yuzhen's words, Qin Xiu was able to make a rough guess.
Zhao Yuzhen said bluntly:
"Brother Qin, Pindao promised the master not to go down the mountain. If nothing happens, he will never leave Qingcheng Mountain in this life, but the banditry must be eliminated."
"In the past, Li Chungang, the old sword god of Xuehan State, whose true energy stretched for thousands of miles, and hundreds of miles after thousands of miles, shocked the world, and no one could match it. Even Emperor Wu, the king of Xianzhi City, could only claim to be the second in the world, and he did not dare to be presumptuous. Become the first.”
"So you want to imitate Li Chungang?"
At this time, Qin Xiu's eyes were already bright.
