Chapter Twenty-Six: The Storm

"It's almost over, and the next thing is my cultivation. ”

Seeing that the courtyard was already empty, Li Chunqiu looked at Tianyu in the distance.

Iron striking also needs its own hardness, and it is unrealistic to want to support the spirit of the immortals for a long time with the realm of qi induction.

And in the past few days, Li Chunqiu has felt more and more the mystery of the stone stele, as if there is really a world in it.

Li Chunqiu was going to wait until his cultivation was enough, and then he would explore the stone tablet.

"Chang Wei, I should retreat for three days, and I will not see any visitors. ”

Chang Wei, who had just sent off Zi Chu and the others, had just walked back into the mansion when he heard a voice ringing in his ears.

The sound is like the clouds of the nine heavens, and people can't help but feel that it is ethereal and unpredictable.

"No!"

Chang Wei bowed to the end.

Although I don't know why Mr. wants to retreat, how can he understand the affairs of immortals as a mortal.

A domestic servant only needs to do his part.

In the blue of the garden, on the stone platform, the aura on Li Chunqiu's body became more and more mysterious, and he stretched out his hands to stroke in the void.

Distorted words appeared on the ground.

Countless words have drawn into a huge formation.

This is a psychedelic method in Li Chunqiu's memory, "Qimen".

Although it is only a superficial means, there are no cultivators in this life, but it is enough.

After sketching the formation, Li Chunqiu's mind slowly sank into the world of Lingtai.

It is still the blue sky, and it is still the vast and boundless sea.

The stone monument in the center of the world stands majestically, revealing the spirit of eternal vicissitudes.

Looking at the stele, Li Chunqiu sat cross-legged.

"Today, when you break through the nourishment of qi and enter the realm of God. ”

The Dao method in Li Chunqiu's body began to circulate.

Immediately, the stele seemed to be attracted and trembled, and for a while, the mist was like a tide, and in the Lingtai world, the endless mist was sucked into Li Chunqiu's body, and in the real world, the endless mist surged out of Li Chunqiu's body.

The formation in the courtyard, under the fog, the ghost-like strange characters suddenly seemed to come to life, and its faint blue light was hidden in the fog, setting off the courtyard more and more unfathomable.

Endless aura washed over Li Chunqiu's body.

The scriptures of "Song of the Yin and Yang Enclosure Avenue" slowly emerged in Li Chunqiu's mind.

"Those who are angry are real, and those who are gods are empty. Fiction is based on reality, and reality is due to virtual action......"

"Qi is a god, and this way is also ......"

Cultivators don't remember the years, and there is a way that there is no Jiazi in the mountains.

Time is like flowing water.

Before you know it, it flows.

And the Xuanhe nobles in Xianyang City, who were worried about the battle of the Qin Palace, also got a shocking news from the mouths of the attendants of the Gongzi Mansion at this time.

The king of Qin has reconciled with the immortals, and in the future, the king of Qin, Sun Zhao Zhengdang, will worship under the immortals, and the king of Qin will give the immortals ten miles west of Xianyang City and the immortals for the immortals to teach.

This turn of events came so quickly that many people almost flashed their waists.

In a mansion in Xianyang City.

"Since the beginning of Qin Xiaogong, the fortune of Great Qin has been the envy of the world. ”

Cai Ze sat in the mansion and shook his head, as if he was sighing.

The King of Qin and the immortals have reached this point, and they can still turn around the peaks.

I have to say that God blesses Daqin.

"Fan Sui, Wu Anjun, the first king, you are so heroic, but you were born at the wrong time. ”

Cai Ze couldn't help but sigh.

For the first time, Cai Ze felt that it was still a little beneficial to live for a long time.

He turned his hand and touched the bamboo stick engraved with information in his hand, and his fingers repeatedly grinded the word Zhao Zheng.

"Zhao Zheng, King Qin can reconcile with the immortal family, this must be the top priority. ”

"I want to meet again, or here. ”

Cai Ze raised his head, he knew that the entire Xianyang was estimated to be in chaos now.

Immortals, that's immortals.

How many people in the world can see immortals?

Just as Cai Ze thought, the whole Xianyang is already in chaos.

Since the king of Qin, Sun Zhao Zheng, was able to worship immortals as teachers, could they?

Countless nobles followed.

In the military tent, Meng Fu and Meng Wu sat opposite each other.

"My father, my two sons, are both young and intelligent, and I hope to be a teacher. ”

Meng Wubai fell down.

"Presumptuous, how can you dare to be with Wang Sun for a long time?"

Others don't know the Tao here, but I heard the old Zhao Xicheng of the Gong clan say that the king and grandson had been kind to the immortals, otherwise how could the matter between the king of Qin and the immortals be so easy.

In the battle of the Qin Palace, that immortal was the dead hand, if it wasn't for the timely arrival of Wang Sun, now it would be Zi Chu Shouxiao, where would it be the turn of the current Qin King Shouxiao?

Meng Wu raised his head and begged:

"Father, this grandson of yours too. ”

Meng Fu looked at Meng Wu who was bowing down in front of him and sighed.

"That's it, the matter of apprenticeship, you have to mention it again, and the matter of grandchildren, let me think about it. ”

Meng Fu waved his hand and motioned for his son Meng Wu to go down.

After Meng Wu went down, Meng Fu raised his head.

He is already the age of the sixtieth year, the ancients can have a few sixtieth birthdays, and when he is his age, he can't help but think about his children and grandchildren.

His son Meng Wu has some ability, and he, as a father, naturally knows it.

Mengwu does not have the ability to block an army alone, so he can only rely on the shadow of his father, serving as a deputy general in the army, not seeking merit, but seeking no fault.

A general who can't lead the army alone can't get ahead, so his hope can only be placed on his grandson.

Meng Tian and Meng Yi are as Meng Wu said, smart and brilliant.

This is Montessori's hope.

"That's it, here's coming. ”

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Above the Gongzi Chu Mansion, the servant walked into the mansion from outside the house and said:

"Yu Gongzi, General Meng Fu is visiting. ”

"General Meng?"

Zi Chu was stunned, Zi Chu still had a good impression of this general.

But why did he visit himself suddenly?

After Zi Chu frowned, he patted his son's shoulder and said:

"Zheng'er, you are here with your mother first, and you have a distinguished guest for your father. ”

"No!"

Zhao Zhengyi bowed.

.....................

In the main hall, I saw Zi Chu coming out.

Meng Fu hurriedly bowed.

"I've seen Childe. ”

Zi Chu hurriedly raised his hand and helped him up.

"The general is exempt from courtesy, in the past Xianyang Palace, the momentum of the general, Zichu worshiped it. ”

"But the posture of fish and insects, Childe smiled. ”

Meng Fu said modestly.

"Is there something important for the general here?"

"Don't hide it from the son, this time Meng Fu is here for personal reasons. ”

"For personal gain?"

"I have two grandchildren, young and intelligent, and I want to go to the west of the city to listen to the sermon in three days, I don't know if it's okay?"

"Listen?"

Zi Chu reacted in an instant, and he still missed an important thing.

When the immortals preach, there will inevitably be a sea of people, and it is necessary to send people to stabilize the order of the scene.

"This matter also needs to be named by the father, this son Chu Zhi is reckless, and the matter of the immortal preaching should be handled by the Qin State. ”

After saying this, Zi Chu looked at Meng Fu and said:

"I heard that the second grandson of the general is the same age as Zheng'er, and after the pillar of the Qin State, he should be close to Zheng'er. ”

The meaning is already obvious

After the Qin Palace, everyone present knew that Zhao Zheng must be the future King of Qin.

And being close to Zhao Zheng, this is Zichu's intention to help him.

The words are not exhausted, but the implication is in them.

Meng Fu naturally understood this truth, and he bowed and said:

"Old minister Xie Gongzi. ”