Refining the Mountains and Rivers Chapter 1629: Qin State in this realm

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Nanke Country, at the foot of Xiaoliang Mountain, the former Niujia Village. It still retains this name, but it has become the ancestral land of the Qin Dynasty Longxing ancestor that was heavily guarded.

The so-called no years in the mountains, and the blink of an eye, six years have passed from the outside world, and nearly two thousand years have passed since this strange place with an amazing flow of time.

The Yunwu Taoist learned about the Avenue, and his cultivation level has been amazing. He is already the top mountain figure in Nanke and Huangliang. He is still at ease today. Legend has it that he has longevity and he can rest with the world.

The Qin family, which was protected by his lineage, has risen all the way, and the family power has continued to grow. It finally established the country two hundred years ago and became the third country in the world, Daqin, besides Nanke and Huangliang.

It is rumored that after the Qin State set the tripod, the founding Emperor Qin once moved to move the two ancestors who are the most dazzling family tree and the foundation of the rise of the family, and moved their tombs into the imperial mausoleum to suppress Qin's luck.

The Yunwu Taoist appeared in the Qin Palace, and I don’t know what he said to the Emperor Qin. I don’t know what to do. The Qin State has designated Xiaoliangshan as the ancestral land of Longxing within an area of ​​800 miles. The imperial court dispatched heavy soldiers to guard it. One plant and one tree.

Over the past two hundred years, the Qin State has grown stronger and the country has been in good shape and the people are in peace. Naturally, the ancestors and ancestors have contributed to sheltering.

The Emperor Qin set out a month ago, left the imperial capital to patrol the world, and arrived at the ancestral land yesterday. After three days of fasting and bathing, he would personally worship the ancestors of the Qin family. The area around Xiaoliang Mountain, which was originally heavily guarded, is now even more heavily armed, attracting the attention of all parties in the world.

In the two hundred years of Guozuo, Emperor Qin has passed down to the fourth generation. His Majesty, Qin Xuanzong, is a majestic middle-aged man in his 50s. At this moment, he was in a white suit, riding in an ordinary carriage, with only the woman in the palace and a young son, plus two elderly eunuchs, slowly driving towards the Taoist temple halfway up Xiaoliang Mountain.

The name of the Taoist temple is cool and cool, and it has not been famous for many years. Only those who have read the royal secret history records can discover the close connection between this Taoist temple and the Great Qin Empire through clues.

Every Majesty, before the canonization of the crown prince, will return to the ancestral land to worship the ancestors for three to five years, and there will be a secret line today.

The two eunuchs are both old men in the palace, and they can be trusted. One drove the car and closed his eyes. Inside the carriage, the lady in the palace, who obviously already knew something, was inevitably a little nervous about gains and losses. She grabbed her son's hand and deliberately reminded something, but she was afraid of saying more mistakes, losing her former grace.

Qin Xuanzong smiled slightly and didn't care about it, because when he followed his father and went to this cool view, the queen mother was more nervous than the concubine Shu in front of him.

The inheritance of the throne is replaced. The Emperor Qin can't decide in one word. It looks like a scandal of the royal family, but in fact it is the secret of the Qin family's heartfelt conviction.

How the ancestors formed a fairy bond, although there are records that have been passed down to this day, nothing in the world can withstand the erosion of time, let alone the Qin family, who was born as a rural man in Xiaoxiao Niu’s village at the beginning of the mountain, is now sitting Xiang Guozuo has lived for more than two hundred years, and the gap is more than that of Tianyuan.

No matter how great the favor is, there will be a time when it runs out, and whether there is support from the top immortals on the mountain is naturally two situations for the Qin Empire. What they can do is to maintain enough respect and try their best to add a bit of causality to the Immortal Family on the Peak.

The prince was appointed by the emperor's inheritance, and respect and courtesy need not be said, but it is a sufficiently important cause and effect.

So about the inheritance of the throne, it is really necessary to ask the old Taoist in the Qingliang Temple who can't get through cultivation.

Anyone in the Qin clan is truly convinced and admired for this wonderful plan that the first emperor came up with back then.

The carriage stopped, and the two eunuchs jumped out of the carriage and waited respectfully.

Qin Xuanzong pushed the door and got out of the carriage, and said lightly: "You are waiting here."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

He took his son's hand and glanced at it

Concubine Shu, smiled slightly, "Let's go."

The Ninth Five-Year Lord knocked on the door himself, the Taoist gate opened, and a small Taoist boy walked out and saluted respectfully, "Your Majesty, Master, please go in."

Qin Xuanzong smiled in return, "Thank you, Master Xiaoxian."

Xiao Dao Tong's face was sullen, but still, he could see that he was a bit restrained, probably not long after he went up the mountain.

The fourth prince is a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy. He looked at the young Taoist boy with red lips and white teeth and a childish face. He smiled and said, "You are so handsome and handsome when you grow up."

The lady in the palace bluffed, her face changed slightly and she was about to speak, but was stopped by Qin Xuanzong's eyes.

Xiaodaotong's face is slightly flushed, but not annoyed, and he whispers: "You are good-looking too."

Qin Xuanzong laughed out loud.

After entering the Guanmen, the Taoists in Qingliangguan received orders today to stay in their rooms and not go out.

Xiao Daotong led all the way to the emperor’s house and brought the three of them to the retreat of the master in the backyard.

"Master, your majesty is here."

"Well, come in."

Pushing the door in, Xiao Dao Tong walked to the side, his eyes drooping slightly, looking like a small adult calmly.

The fourth prince looked interesting, with a smile on his mouth, his eyes quietly looking at everything in the room. He didn't know the truth of today's trip, but thought that today, the emperor father brought him to see a fairy master on the mountain who had a relationship with the royal family.

Qin Xuanzong looked at the room, the same as the Yunwu Taoist who had not changed the slightest decades ago. He forced his inner stirrings and complex emotions, and bowed his hands in salute, "Qin Sheng, today with his concubine Shishu, and the dog go four Qin Cong , Come to meet the old fairy."

The courtesy is not large, but the voice is extremely respectful, which scared the four princes and hurriedly followed their father to salute. Over the years, he has also seen many immortal masters on the mountain, some of which are well-known in the Three Kingdoms. But I have never seen it before, the father is so respectful to people, and his attitude is so low.

The Taoist Yunwu smiled, stretched out his hand and raised it falsely, "Your Majesty does not need to be polite, please sit down."

Turning around and ordering, "Tong'er, serve tea to your majesty, empress and prince."

Qin Xuanzong said: "Don't dare to bother the little fairy master, Qin Cong, go and pour tea for the old master."

The eyes look obscure and deep.

If he didn't really like it, he wouldn't stand up to the crowd. He chose the four princes who were concubine and brought them all the way to this Qingliang Mountain, with his own expectations of him.

Qin Cong took a deep breath, "Yes, Father!"

He stepped forward two steps before bowing and saluting, "Old Master, Qin Cong can't understand etiquette on the mountain, please forgive me if you offend."

Pour the tea, eighth full, close the lid, and slowly return to the place.

Simple things have caused the royal nobleman who is more than ten years old to see fine sweat on his forehead.

The Taoist Yunwu glanced at it, and Qin Cong returned to the spot, smiling slightly and holding up the teacup.

Qin Xuanzong smiled suddenly.

The woman next to her had red eyes, almost crying on the spot.

Qin Xuanzong bowed and saluted, "Please give the name from the old teacher."

At this moment, a word appeared in Yunwu Taoist's mind, he smiled, "Mu."

Fifteen years later, Qin Xuanzong died and Qin Muzong, the fifth emperor of the Qin Dynasty, inherited the great treasure.

In Qin Muzong, on the day of Emperor Qin’s accession to the throne, outside of Niujia Village, the land of Longxing, a young man appeared out of nowhere, staring at his eyes after thousands of years of wind and rain, which was damaged. The tombstone is obscure.

Six years ago, Li Mu came once, hesitating whether to do it, opened the coffin and took a look to confirm what he was thinking.

But in the end, he still didn't make a move.

After every year, Li Mu will come once, do nothing, and stay here quietly all day.

No one has ever found his whereabouts

Even on the Qingliang Mountain, the Taoist known as the Unpredictable Cultivation of Yunwu in retreat.

Today, looking at the tombstone in front of him, Li Mu's eyes became more and more condensed, as if the bottom of the sea was invisible.

He frowned and slowly said, "In this realm, Qin is just a coincidence, or is there...there is a deeper intention?"

For the lady who has never really met so far, Li Mu feels more awed and jealous.

When her whereabouts were unknown, she didn't act rashly. Now that she has returned, Li Mu will naturally not act again.

Take a look, take a look again.

Patience, he has never lacked. If he can't see clearly in this life, then wait for the next reincarnation.

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Western Wilderness Frontier Army, mine.

The whereabouts of Zhongwuhou Ningqin is unknown. Although the imperial capital has announced that there are other important things to dispatch Zhongwuhou, as time passed, some gossips continued to spread, and eventually there was a bad sign.

The true sage of Bai Su buried his head under the lamp and frowned when dealing with military affairs. However, after a few years, his temples had gray hair. It can be seen that the past few years have been really difficult.

In fact, if he were not for the royal bloodline, and there was a high-ranking uncle Cheng Tianwang, the true sage of Bai Su had already been, and it would be difficult to be rejected.

"Who!"

Drinking, True Sage Bai Su suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed with spirit.

A figure walked out of the darkness, and what came into view was a face that was strange and familiar. It seemed to be seen somewhere.

The other party did not make a move, and took the initiative to show up, Bai Su Zhensheng took a deep breath, and said coldly: "Who is your Excellency? How dare you to enter the military's heavy ground, do you know that the military is ruthless?"

Qin Yu thought for a while, and slowly said: "Southwestern Wasteland Fragmented Realm, East China Sea, Wanliu......"

On the other side, Bai Su Zhensheng suddenly widened his eyes, "It's you!" The happiness is revealed~IndoMTL.com~ He solemnly said: "What did I say that day?"

Qin Yu's face has a strange look, "You... call me Wanliu brother... want to kill the enemy side by side with me... it seems to me, um, the senses are not bad..."

The true sage of Bai Su is overjoyed, "It's really you, I know, you and my brothers said goodbye back then, and there must be a goodbye in the future."

He strode over and patted Qin Yu's shoulder again, "When I returned to Xihuang, I was always trying to find you, but there was no news... You are... well, just forget it if it is inconvenient. , You and I don’t have to care about your identity."

Qin Yu was in a daze, looking at the excited Bai Su Zhensheng before him, thinking that the white hair on your temples is fake, right? Why hasn't he made any progress in the past few years?

Or, I'm really so cruel to you? As soon as we meet, do you have a head cramp? !

Taking a breath, Qin Yu raised his hand and rubbed his face, his voice changed a bit, "Bai Su, please see clearly, who I am."

Huh----

The face of the person in front of me changed, and with the rumbling of my muscles and bones, the one who appeared in front of me was the one who had been missing for six years.

The true sage Bai Su took a breath, his eyes widened, and he couldn't speak with his fingers, which made Qin Yu a little worried. He would faint in the next moment.

"You...you...you...you..."

Qin Yu gave a light cough, "I can explain this matter."

Half an hour later, the true sage of Bai Su, who was still in his dream, sat blankly on the chair, thinking about raising his hand and slapped himself.

Slap——

It hurts!

His eyes suddenly brightened.

Really, it's all true!

Hahaha, no wonder I have always felt that Lord Hou is very pleasing to the eye, and I feel close in my heart.

It turns out that he is the Wanliu brother, and my vision is as accurate and powerful as before!