Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, thousands of years of unification, this is the glory and great achievements of the first emperor through the ages?

Zhao Qianjia's consciousness wandered in the magnificent and vast territory of Great Qin, compared with today, although the territory of Great Qin in the past was only the Central Plains, but the magnificent momentum was not weak at all.

Daqin advocates water virtue, so he wears mostly black, and as far as the eye can see, from the king's ministers to the peddlers' pawns, all of them are in black tones.

In the ancient Qin capital, where people come and go, there seems to be a black torrent surging on the streets, how similar it is to the black abyss water!

Zhao Qianjia's consciousness drifted to the center of the national capital, where there was a king, sitting alone in contemplation, he suddenly raised his head, deep and majestic eyes, and the illusory Zhao Qianjia looked up.

Defend the old Qin, go to the national disaster together, and restore my rivers and mountains!

The vast and distant sound of chanting sounded in Zhao Qianjia's ears, and the wars and changes were all the steps of the rise of the ancient Qin Empire.

However, if it were not for being the king of the world, I would have set my heart on immortality...

Subside!

Zhao Qianjia's consciousness instantly returned, and his body shook a little before he regained his strength.

The ghost in brocade was crawling on the ground, trembling, Ye Guhong and Ma Changtian were confused, and they didn't know what kind of double reed play this person was singing.

At this time, it was close to evening, and the afterglow of dusk sprinkled on the earth, which made people feel very peaceful.

But Zhao Qianjia has been standing still, although a few big men are not afraid of what is dark, but they always feel strange, especially next to an old ghost lying on the ground shivering, how to look at it and feel weird, which makes people panic.

Ma Changtian tried to put his hand in front of Zhao Qianjia's eyes and shook it, but he got a response smoothly and breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Qianjia glanced at the clothed brocade ghost who was prostrate on the ground, his eyes were complicated, he didn't say anything, and walked straight away.

Ye Guhong and the two glanced at each other, feeling a little strange to such a Zhao Qianjia, but there are a lot of things that have happened to this guy, and it is normal for the gods to chatter.

The three of them walked together in silence, the ghost of Yijin did not follow again, although Zhao Qianjia had something on his mind, he did not forget to help Ye Guhong, Ma Changtian felt that he should have no problem, and asked to see Song Haijian again with a shy face.

Zhao Qian's family was disrupted by this product, and he couldn't cry or laugh, so he threw the Songhai Sword behind him angrily.

The invisible blade of the sword came out of the sheath, which made the weak Ye Guhong look sideways, this characteristic is too extraordinary, very similar to the legendary "Shadow Sword".

Ma Changtian was overjoyed and tried to use the kendo method to urge it, but the pure mana was instilled into it, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no response.

This is not in line with common sense, even if it is a mortal sword, it is impossible to devour the mana of the manipulator alive, and there will be some movement more or less. In fact, the more outstanding the divine sword, the greater the response to mana, and the stronger and more handy it will be, and Zhao Qianjia's invisible Songhai sword is completely beyond the scope of mediocrity or extraordinary, and it is indescribable.

Ye Guhong agreed. His Phoenix Wing Knife is also extraordinary, and it is connected with him, and it can split mountains and mountains in the near distance, and it can be used to burn the phoenix fire in the distance, which can be called the top quality, thanks to his background.

Zhao Qianjia has a spectrum in his heart, you must know that his Songhai sword, but it was pressed in the depths of the sword mountain, if it wasn't fished out by him crookedly, I am afraid that it will be difficult to see the light of day forever.

The three of them chatted about swords, and before they knew it, they had returned to their residences, and Ma Changtian and Ye Guhong would live with Zhao Qian's family during this time, so that they could take care of them. The clothes and quilts have already been arranged by a special person, neat and tidy, not slacking off at all, and most importantly, some necessary cultivation materials are also readily available.

Dinner or something is dispensable, everyone is a cultivator, and the night of cultivation will pass, as for Ye Guhong's injury, Ma Changtian waved his hand, and fed the medicine, which is natural and environmentally friendly, and good for the body.

Zhao Qianjia rolled his eyes, took out his mobile phone and tinkered with it, this thing was given to him by the viewer. In the past 20 years, he has been like a wild man in the mountains, he doesn't go online or make phone calls, and in fact, he has no one to talk to, but after all, he is a young man, literate and sensible, and he will use it soon when he gets his hands.

He sent a text message to Yuan Qing and asked him to help deliver something to eat, but he hesitated slightly, but he still agreed, and he didn't care when he would be able to resume his cultivation, as if he was very nervous.

Zhao Qianjia put down his mobile phone, he didn't forget Yuan Qing's past. One can imagine how Yuan Qing would feel when he suddenly came to this Ningcheng branch, after ten years, from a young master to a mortal, what a big gap in the middle? Only when he really has a clear conscience and always has a firm belief can he calmly return here and face his past and future.

It took a day of chattering for the gods to finally calm down. Zhao Qianjia naturally thought of the experience just now.

The capital of the ancient Qin State should be Xianyang, and the king in Xianyang must be the first emperor Yingzheng, right?

The glance when the two looked at each other crossed the limits of time and space, and Zhao Qianjia could clearly perceive each other's beliefs.

If it weren't for being the king of the world, I would have set my heart on immortality...

Xiang Changsheng?

He suddenly thought of a question, a very important question: How did the first emperor of the ages, Qin Shi Huang, who crisscrossed the Central Plains, die?

It is recorded in the history books that Ying Zheng died of illness on the way to inspect the country, saying that he was inspecting the world, but in fact, he was looking for immortals and asked, and he had to end.

Ancient history used this to criticize Yingzheng for not thinking about the people's livelihood and indulging in immortal medicine, and warned future generations of kings that put the people's livelihood first, which is a very positive way of writing, and there is nothing wrong with it in terms of being passed down in the world.

However, would the ancient monarch who single-handedly passed down the Forbidden Immortal Alliance to the present day, really go about searching for immortals and visiting the Dao?

Incomprehension and doubts lingered in Zhao Qianjia's heart, and he had nowhere to solve them, so he had to sort them out step by step in his mind.

Picking up a Moying flower, it was easily absorbed, and the trace of netherworld qi shuttled through the meridians, driving the cultivation to grow slowly.

"This Mo Yinghua is really uncomfortable, and it looks gloomy with the ghost of Yijin. Ma Changtian complained softly.

The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional, and this sentence drew a bright light in Zhao Qianjia's mind.

Mo Yinghua... Netherworld... Ghosts...

Could it be that this is the purpose of the ghost of the clothed cloth, to provide him with a netherworld aura?

After the last battle against the Hydro God, the Clothed Oni also appeared in his house, and then he had an anomaly.

Counting the one on the road above, there are two times in total, and they are all dressed in brocade ghosts, is it a coincidence?

It was Qin Shi Huang Yingzheng who was the first time he used up two ink flowers, and he instantly had the combat power of the military rank.

What if the Netherworld Qi contained in the two Moying Flowers was not enough, and his first passage to the Netherworld was not over yet? Zhao Qianjia guessed like this, he felt that he was close to the truth!