That night, the palace of King Qin was like daylight, and there seemed to be ten thousand stars hanging in the sky.

White hair for green silk, under the god list, reincarnation reversal, twenty years of Jianghe Sheji, a generation of immortal veterans.

Ying Zheng controls the list of gods, in which the world is excited, countless mountains and rivers are shaking, and the earth's veins are surging.

One after another pardons came out, which seemed to show the truth of heaven.

On this night, the black dragon of luck hung above the palace of the King of Qin, and none of the forbidden troops in the inner part of the country were there, only the emperor seemed to turn into a rainbow.

In the midst of the colors, the mountains and rivers of the world are naturally conjured.

This is the canonization of gods, under the forgiveness, the mortal body is faded, and the gods become self-contained.

The wind and clouds are surging, the two moons are in the sky, in Xianyang City, the people sleep peacefully, no one knows about this matter In the palace of King Qin, the world began the great cause of sealing gods for the first time.

.........

Last night, Zu Long invited the veterans of Great Qin to the palace for a banquet, but it had already spread throughout Xianyang in the morning.

This is the ancestral dragon, every move, everyone in the world watches, because he is the Gaoyang of Great Qin, and he is full of light.

Everyone says that Zulong Nian En En is the king of benevolence and righteousness.

Especially after the veteran returned home last night, there seemed to be a trend of gray hair returning to green, which was suspected to be the reward of the ancestral dragon, which made people even more grateful.

But no one knew that this group of veterans was getting more.

Of course, this is what they deserve, half a life of fighting horses, bloody battlefields, and every inch of kindness is what they killed on the battlefield.

After that, they will also defend an inch of land for Great Qin, even for ten thousand years.

In the early dynasty, Ying Zheng didn't look at everyone, he looked at the god list in his hand, and looked at the names of the veterans.

Since Daqin stepped into the age of mythology, it seems that those distant drums and horns have turned into smoke and dissipated in the long river of history.

But when he saw those veterans yesterday, Ying Zheng knew one thing, the veterans have never died, and history has never been far away.

Tonight, he is going to Yin Si to meet Wu Anjun - Emperor Xudu, Yin Si is a god, and he should treat these dead veterans well.

Of course, maybe if he doesn't go, Bai Qi will do the same, because he is the Wu Anjun of Great Qin after all, even if he doesn't remember the past kindness of Great Qin, he must also remember the love of this century-old robe.

Naturally, he won't treat these veterans badly, but Yingzheng still wants to go, because he is Zulong, and he is Yingzheng.

"That's it for today, and if it's all right, it's all gone. ”

.........

Late at night, the living veterans of Daqin said goodbye to their friends and heirs one after another.

They want to defend the eternal life for the Great Qin, this road is what they chose, and they also walked, and they can dance with the country at this moment, and they are honored.

I'd rather die than die on a sickbed.

This is Qin Feng, that authentic and authentic taste.

At night, Ying Zheng watched the Shinto streamers come out of the gate of Xianyang Sifang and ran into the distance.

Whenever a veteran arrives at the place where the god is located, the god list in Ying Zheng's hand trembles slightly, like a star returning to its place.

Unfolding the list of gods in his hand, Ying Zheng looked at the brilliance of the streams, lit up from the mountains and rivers in the world, and was silent.

Until the last starlight lit up, the gods of the whole world seemed to have some inexplicable connection, and Ying Zheng felt that now he could communicate with all the mountain gods and lands in the world anytime and anywhere.

"Seal the gods, seal the gods, seal the gods for use, this is the heavenly court, so it is. ”

Ying Zheng took the god list in his hand, turned around and disappeared into the yang world.

.........

The netherworld is vast, like dead silence.

The sky is gloomy, the earth is gloomy and cold, and there are few ghosts and gods.

A black imperial fortune crossed the sky, and under the ghost city of Xudu, the ghosts and gods of the city trembled.

Emperor Dragon Qi, this is the real ghost and god nemesis, and it is also the nemesis of all cultivators.

This is a brilliant humanity and a clear display of the people's hearts.

The main hall of the capital is gloomy and gloomy, but it is majestic and untouchable.

Ying Zheng was dressed in a black-clothed dragon robe, wearing twelve crowns and entering it, holding the god list, he was a ghost in the capital city, and he didn't dare to stop it.

"Emperor Xudu, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

Ying Zheng did not call Bai Qi by his name, nor did he call him Wu Anjun, but called him Emperor Xudu.

"It's been a long time since I've seen the Emperor of Heaven. ”

Emperor Bai Qi knew that Zulong had the intention to establish Heavenly Court, and with the support of the Spring and Autumn Immortals, Emperor Xudu felt that success was inevitable.

He glanced around, and said solemnly, "Stand down!"

The ghost in the Yin Division receded like flowing water in an instant, whether it was in the Yin World Forgiveness of the Emperor Xudu, or under the imperial dragon qi of Yingzheng, the ghost cha felt like a needle prick.

How can you not go away quickly?

Outside the ghost hall of Xudu, the ghost emperors of the five directions gathered, and one person was the king of Shang, who held the beauty in his arms and looked at the palace in the distance.

"Who's in?"

Yingzheng entered the underworld, and under the dragon's energy, it was not only the city that was shaken, but also the five emperors of the five directions.

"Ancestral Dragon!"

The people in the underworld, especially the people around Emperor Xudu and King Qin Guang, have heard the nobles around them talk about the ancestral dragon in the world.

It was an unprovoked being.

But I don't want to, this human emperor can actually enter the underworld, and even have an old acquaintance with the Emperor Xudu.

"Who is the ancestral dragon?" asked the Shang King.

"An emperor through the ages, a person who has not appeared since ancient times, and I am afraid that future generations will never appear again. ”

"With such a high evaluation, can he afford it?"

"Not only can I afford it, but I'm afraid it will be far exceeded. ”

The king of Shang opened his mouth, but in the end he still didn't say anything to question, he was still under the Emperor Xudu, and he was not qualified to question the people that the Emperor Xudu had to take seriously.

.........

In the hall of Xudu, Xudu looked at Yingzheng and said: "Even if Zulong doesn't say it, I will do this, I am Xudu, and I am also the Great Qin Wu'anjun, the robe of Great Qin, how can I not treat them well?"

"I knew that Emperor Xudu would say this, but I still came, and I just asked for peace of mind. Ying Zheng said frankly.

"Zulong has a heart!"

Bai Qi bowed, this was his bow on behalf of the old soldier of Great Qin.

In the spring and autumn of the five hundred years of Great Qin, these old soldiers are the ones who really support Great Qin.

Ying Zheng shook his head and said: "As the Great Qin Ancestral Dragon, I naturally have to have mercy on the soldiers, and the Emperor Xudu does not need to be like this." ”

In the ghost city of Yudu, Yingzheng's momentum even pressed Yudu by three points.

"Today, since I am here, I signed this god list with Emperor Xudu, how about it?"

Yu Du looked at the god list, he didn't need to ask, he knew that it was refined by the master of the Taiyin Academy.

Since it was given to Zulong, then this god is what he said, and at this time, the words are to give him white face, since it is face, there is no reason not to want it.

"Absolutely as I wish!"

Ying Zheng's hand was shocked, unfolding above the void, and in the picture scroll of the underworld, the stars were shining brightly, reflecting each other.

This is the position of the city god in the underworld, which is opposed to the yang world, and there is only one city god in a county.

This is the Word.

"Is there a candidate for the Emperor Xudu?"

Emperor Xudu smiled.

"Old pawn, they are all above this mansion, I don't know what Zulong thinks?"

"But!" Ying Zheng only said one word.

In the main hall of the capital, the position of the god of this underworld was thus determined.