The exchange between the wilderness and the wind seems to be harmonious, but both of them have something to hide, their positions are different, and it is inevitable to test each other.

In particular, he thought of some things, such as the large-scale purge of warlocks during the time of the First Emperor, and the burning of books.

He had reason to suspect that these people also had plans for the Qin State, but there were capable people in the court of the Qin State, and the kings of the previous dynasties were also outstanding people, and they completed the final counter-killing.

It's just that the price is that the surname Ying is extinct, and the thousand-year-old national fortune of Great Qin will be lost.

Now that he is a Qin person, he is even more of a Qin national teacher, and his interests are bound to Qin, and it is inevitable to guard against the old man.

"Wild boy, everything that should be taught to you has been handed over, and now the old man has no ability to teach you."

Feng Zheng took a sip of wine, and said meaningfully, "So I won't leave ......"

Hearing this, Arabia laughed.

"Old man Feng, when I made a deal with Feng Yuheng, you had to stay with me for a year, and now you are gone, but the ancient Feng surname has lost his trust in me, a small national teacher."

Glancing at the wind signs: "There is a way, there is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, you still stay here with me, and I will give you a pension and send you to the end ......of your life."

glanced at the wilderness, and the wind said: "Who are you scolding?" You are dead, but the old man is still alive in this world! ”

"Who knows!"

In fact, he knows that what Feng Zheng said makes sense, he is a person with the surname Feng, he holds a special secret technique, how many years of inheritance, from ancient times, there are some ways to prolong life too easy.

The night was dark, and he was moved by the desolate heart, got up and walked out of the study, practicing knives in the courtyard, and had a breath of breath.

Feng Zheng stood in front of the window, looking at the young man spinning and moving in the courtyard, and couldn't help but have a thought, which was extinguished.

The inheritance of the Feng clan cannot be spread outside, otherwise, not only will it be desolate, but he will also be in danger, and it will even involve Gongzi Feng Yuheng.

"Alas, what a good young man Tianjiao, he is arrogant, it is impossible for him to enter my Feng clan, otherwise it would be good to pass on one of his skills."

Feng Zheng knew that it was impossible for a young man like Xiang Huang to get rich, even if he was into the Feng clan, he would get a lot of things.

He could see that the wilderness had actually walked out of a new path on top of the barbaric martial arts, and this path was full of killing and indomitable.

Such a person can be called a young man, and his heart is so high that he will never be humiliated.

The moonlight sprinkled on the world, reflecting the cold light on the blade, and Feng Zheng could clearly feel that the momentum on the barren body was getting more and more fierce.

Ara once learned a lot of swordsmanship, swordsmanship, spearmanship, etc., and he fused them together to form a complete set of swordsmanship.

Nameless.

The Tai Chi Neidan breathing method operates, the pores of the whole body are dilated, and the internal qi is self-generated.

'Whew'

A mouthful of turbid breath was exhaled, and he stood with his knife closed, feeling the feeling of stepping into the late stage of dark energy, and the vitality in his body was self-generating and constantly getting stronger.

In front of the study window, Feng Zheng frowned, he saw the absurd knife technique, tempered thousands of times, and was born to kill.

This is a man full of anger.

There is such a terrifying anger in the wilderness, and after a few years, it will become completely powerful, how terrifying it will be.

However, when I think of being in the army for two years and fighting constantly, I can understand that I have such a lot of anger and murderous intent.

"Maybe this is the reason why the young people in the clan lack perseverance, they haven't experienced life and death struggles, and any trials are a little worse."

Turning his head to look at the wind signs in front of the window, he put away the Great Qin Dragon Sparrow and walked into the bedroom.

……

Following.

After practicing martial arts and eating, Wei Ying came again, saluted to Huang Xing, and said, "I'm tired of the national teacher, Martingale wants to see Qin Gong." ”

"Brother Martingale doesn't have to be polite, wait until I'm done eating......"

Before the absurd finished speaking, he saw the sub-chauffeur hurriedly coming, saluted the absurd, and said: "The head of the family, there is a person who claims to be from the Mo family, from the headquarters of the Mo family, and he has come to see the head of the family by the order of Mozi. ”

Glancing at Wei Ying, he nodded: "Tell him that I have something to do, let him come back in three days." ”

"No."

The sub-car master turned to leave, Wei Ying looked at the absurdity and stopped, and got up with a ridiculous smile: "Brother Martingale don't say anything else, let's enter the palace!" ”

"But the Mo family ......"

"Haha, the Mo family is fine, no matter what the old Mozi means, it is not him who is there after all." Absurd said nonchalantly.

"There is labor."

At this time, Wei Ying's heart was moved, but he has never been a person who is good at expression, he likes to do, not say.

"Prepare the car in red!"

……

A moment later, Huang and Wei Ying came to the Liyang Palace Political Hall, and at this moment, among the political halls, only Yingqu Liang and Ying Qian, Gan Long, Du Zhi and others were not there.

"Your Majesty, General!" Said hello with a ridiculous smile, and walked into the political hall.

"National teacher." Yingqu Liang and Ying Qian returned the salute respectively.

Wei Ying walked into the political hall and saluted to Yingqu Liang: "Wei Ying has seen Duke Qin. ”

"Courtesy sir!" Yingquliang hurriedly returned the salute, which was more solemn than Fang Cai.

Wei Ying nodded, and finally looked at Ying Qian: "Wei Ying has seen the general. ”

Win Qian saluted: "Sir doesn't have to be polite, Win Qian has seen Mr." ”

After everyone sat down, Hei Bo poured warm wine for everyone and retreated, Yingqu Liang turned to Wei Ying and said, "Mr. is talented, although what I said before is not in line with the Qin State, I am still virtuous in the Qin State." ”

"I also respect talented people, Qu Liang wants to ask Mr. to be in charge of the Recruitment Hall, and he will be the same as the doctor, I don't know if Mr. can give in?"

Yingquliang was the first to speak, just to provoke Wei Ying, he didn't want to listen to Wang Daohuade anymore, he wanted to listen to the real art of strengthening the country.

Taking a sip of warm wine, Wei Ying stared at the long case and let out a long sigh.

"The Weishui is surging and the river is wide, why did Qin occupy the Weishui for hundreds of years and lose the benefits of fish and salt shipping?"

Wei Ying looked directly at Yingquliang and said: "The homeland of Qin, the land is flat, and there is Weishui irrigation, which can be described as fertile for thousands of miles, rare in the world, why is Qin barren and poor, and the country is poor?" ”

……

At this moment, the silence in the political hall was terrifying, Yingqu Liang and Ying Qian's faces were ugly, and Wei Ying's words were like a knife stuck in the heart.

Although Yingquliang felt uncomfortable, he also knew that what Wei Ying said was a problem that he thought about day and night, but could not ask for it.

"Sir continue!"

Wei Ying nodded, not paying attention to Ying Qian and Huang's silence, and continued to ask towards Ying Quliang.

"Wei Ying's visit to Qin March, seeing that the people of Qin are brave and simple, in the battle of Shaoliang, the Qin soldiers fell to the ground and were shot in the chest, and the martial style can be said to be deeply rooted in the government and the opposition."

"However, for hundreds of years, why has there not been an elite army that can conquer and win battles until now?"

In the face of Wei Ying's three consecutive questions, the political hall was completely quiet.

These problems, they are more or less aware, but they are not as straightforward as Wei Ying's analysis.

……

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.