A strong sense of crisis is coming from all directions.

As soon as he entered the space behind the door, Huo Quzhi's exposed skin was in pinprick pain.

All his perceptions reminded him that it was extremely dangerous.

The mist lifted ahead, revealing a road strewn with gravel.

It was a straight, a straight road used for marching, that stretched into the distance.

The moment Huo Qubing entered the imperial mausoleum, he used to hide the sky and the sea to cover his breath.

When he stepped forward, he was formless and substantial, and even the surrounding air flow did not fluctuate in the slightest.

The ground was full of broken stones, and the fog on both sides was fading as we moved forward.

A little farther away, there are low mountains.

Through observation, Huo Quzhi determined that the space connected behind this door was a valley, located in the middle of the mountain range.

His gaze was fixed on the low hills on either side.

The mountains as far as the eye could see were low, and the top of the mountain had a flat incision, as if it had been cut by a terrible force.

Huo Quai, as a soldier, is very sensitive to the breath of the battlefield.

He could feel that there had been war in this land.

Countless lives have fallen here.

Suddenly, the scene in front of him changed.

The fog faded away like a tidal tide.

In the valley ahead, countless Qin troops appeared. Cavalry, infantry.

The cavalry rode their horses with their guns, and the infantry marched straight forward.

They formed a square formation, with their shields in front, and their flags fluttered, advancing steadily.

On the opposite side, another team of men and horses was attacking them.

Huo Quzhi's pupils contracted suddenly.

The opponent on the battlefield, after approaching the Qin army, suddenly jumped up with strength, approached the Qin army, and opened his mouth to make a sucking posture.

The Qin army stopped moving forward so strangely, as if it was suppressed by some kind of force, unable to break free, and fell into a nightmare.

Their faces were distorted and painful, and they soon lost signs of life.

…… Scenario changes.

Blood, more Qin troops, fighting with the enemy.

Countless enemies were torn apart by the Qin army's soldiers.

But the demons were able to stand up like demons after being badly wounded, and the pierced flesh squirmed again.

This resilience ...... Huo Qubing thought that the immortal lords he saw in the imperial tomb also had the same characteristics.

The scene on the battlefield is fragmented.

Around Huo Quai, the heavens and the earth were turned upside down, and an endless city wall appeared, like a giant dragon lying down, stretching for thousands of miles, undulating and extending.

It's the Great Wall...... However, the Great Wall in front of you is by no means the Great Han Dynasty, or the Great Wall in any location in China.

The old Qin people have also built other Great Walls in unknown places?

Huo Qu's illness gave rise to one question after another.

The Great Wall was taller and more complete than any other Great Wall he had ever seen.

Inside and outside the Great Wall, the mountains are all over the wilderness, all of them are people from both sides, and the crowds are surging.

The shouts of killing and the clamming of weapons, the arms that were still holding the weapons after being cut off, the corpses, the stumps, and the thick blood fell on the head of the city, and in the blink of an eye they were covered with new blood, which became thicker and thicker.

On the battlefield, a Qin soldier was pierced in the chest and abdomen by his opponent, and before he died, he still stubbornly pounced on it, and opened his mouth to bite the opponent with all his might.

More Qin troops, with resolute and fierce eyes, did their best to fight with their opponents.

Huo Qu's illness swelled from the bottom of his heart.

The war was more brutal than any other he had ever known.

Once again, the scenario has changed.

The Qin army was all turned into Qin warriors.

Countless Qin figurines fought with their opponents, and this time it became the Qin figurines that had the upper hand.

…… In the final scene, countless people are building and digging the leylines.

The Qin people carved out a huge palace underground.

Mausoleum of the Qin Emperor!

Millions of Qin people, including the Qin army, excavated and excavated the imperial tomb with all their might......

Then, all the images are gone.

The surrounding low mountains are undulating, and Huo Quzhi is still standing in that valley.

In the picture just now, the Qin army that appeared first was attacked and suppressed by the opponent and suffered heavy losses.

Then the Great Wall appeared, and the Qin army began to rely on the Great Wall to fight their opponents.

Then the Qin army became the Qin Warriors...... The final scene is the excavation of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

Huo Quzhi felt as if he had mastered some veins.

The message brought by these images is that the Qin army discovered an enemy of unknown origin, at first it was very passive, then it relied on the Great Wall to defend against its opponents, and then they made Qin figurines, began to reduce consumption, and finally sealed the opponent with the imperial tomb......

A hundred years ago, Qin obviously had a very large-scale war.

But in just a hundred years, why has there been no news about a war of this scale?

There was no one in the Han Dynasty, no text mentioned this game with an unknown enemy in the Qin Dynasty.

After the picture disappeared, Huo Quai's ears still echoed with the sound of millions of Qin troops fighting with the enemy.

When the scene of the Great Wall subsided, Huo Quzhi saw a figure wearing a black dragon robe, standing on the forehead of a huge and matchless black dragon, appearing above the battlefield.

The roar of the dragon shattered the heavens and the earth, and countless enemy troops were killed.

"I rule the world, cast a million warrior army, ascend the earth's veins to the Great Wall to town Kyushu, and protect our society.

I am here, the foundation of heaven and earth, no one can shake it!

All enemies will be suppressed forever, and the immortals, devils, and gods will listen to them......"

The voice echoed over and over again, shaking the earth and resonating in the sky.

The First Emperor and the Ancestral Dragon...... Where is this great war taking place?

Huo Quzhi looked down at the long road of gravel, squatted down and touched the ground with one finger, and the sound of shouting and killing came into his ears from the depths of the leylines.

This is the imprint of heaven and earth, the imprint formed by the mental power of countless war dead, and the imprint that can only be formed when it is combined with heaven and earth.

Huo Quzhi brushed aside the gravel on the ground.

There is a wisp of dried dark red in the ground, which is still as bright as new after a hundred years, and it is blood!

It was once a corner of the battlefield, and countless people fell...... At the moment when Huo Qu got up, a hand suddenly reached out from the void in front of him.

"For the first time in a hundred years, flesh and blood have come in... You are the Han general in the outside world! ”

The voice of the immortal lord entered his ears, Huo Quai's spirit, his thinking ability was almost stagnant, and he couldn't even think of resisting.

In the space behind this door, the power of the immortal lord is much stronger than what he could perceive outside the door last time!

He reached out and grabbed it, locking the time and space of heaven and earth.

Huo Quzhi was covered by his hand, and his body was suppressed and contracted, falling into the palm of the other party's palm.

"You dogs and animal husbandry things dare to imprison me!"

The hands in the void began to tighten.

The Huo Qu disease in the palm of his hand, foam-like ablation, turned out to be a false illusion.

The figure caught by the immortal lord in his hand disintegrated into a small piece of rubble.

The so-called grass and trees are all soldiers, and the broken stone is a manifestation of the soldiers' suspicious tactics and cultivation to a very high level.

Huo Quzhi's true body came out of his shell with the help of the golden cicada and appeared a few feet away.

The next moment, he changed to another position, and the formation patterns under his feet were agitated, and the blessing was upward, unfolding indescribable changes in a very small space.

With Mirage Dragon Ball, Huo Qu's real body and fake body are also real and illusory.

His skill in suspicion has reached unprecedented heights.

Suddenly, Huo Quzhi was moving, picking up more than ten gravel with his feet.

These gravel soldiers have become a fake body of Huo Quai.

More than ten of him, and a Hongming knife appeared in his hand at the same time.

Boom!

The attack was shot, and all Huo Qu's illness was gathered into one, as if the power of the past and the future was captured by the four directions, and the power of the past and future was cut out through the Hongming knife.

With this knife, even the void was cut with a trace, which could not be bridged.

The hand had been swept by the scars, and there seemed to be blood oozing out, but in the blink of an eye, it had healed.

The Hongming knife is haunted in the void, faintly appearing, the knife is like a whimsical, and it is like a bird track and a fish mark, elusive.

Every time the knife fell, it was slashed at that hand with great skill.

At this moment, a figure appeared in the void behind his hand.

The immortal lord revealed his silhouette from behind the space.

He seemed to be wearing a high crown on his head, standing behind the void, and his figure was reflected!

His hand reached out, but a bronze chain was tied to his wrist, in a restrained state.

A green flame burned from the chains, and the brand fell off, burning the hand.

And when this figure appeared, the blood of the First Emperor carried by Huo Quzhi glowed, turning into a blood-colored 'town' character pattern.

The sword momentum of the Hongming knife is getting stronger and stronger, the dragon roars and the tiger roars, and under the blessing of the four elephant divine talismans, the knife that Huo Quzhi sacrificed is long enough, and it is slashed into the void together with the town character pattern.

Thundered!

The void on the other side seemed to have a big explosion, and the space was bulging, as if it was about to explode.

At the same time, the blood of the First Emperor returned to the vial held by Huo Quzhi.

The incantation engraved on the bottle flew down, forming a teleportation array.

The void in front of Huo Qubing collapsed, and a hole was torn open by the array.

He vanished from the array and exited the space behind the door.

"Emperor Qin, your power to ban me has been loosened, I will go out and find you!"

……

Huo Qubing found himself standing on a mountain, and he actually withdrew directly from the Mausoleum of the First Emperor and returned to the mountains of Lishan.

The sun is rising.

The space behind the door, the scenes on the battlefield, it felt like there was only a few breaths, and it was actually a long night.

It's getting dark.

Huo Quzhi let out a long sigh at the top of the mountain.

Where did the so-called immortal lord come from?

A hundred years ago, he led his subordinates to enter Shenzhou and invade Great Qin, or was there other conspiracy that was blocked by Emperor Qin?

Outside Lishan, Zhao Ponu and other troops were purging and waiting.

"Let's go, go back to Chang'an."

Huo Quzhi returned to the team, and his mind still recalled what he saw behind the bronze door over and over again.

Entering the copper gate this time, two things were determined.

First, there was a great war a hundred years ago, and the Qin people greeted it with the strength of the whole country.

Second, the Immortal Lord's side was defeated, but the First Emperor was unable to kill the Immortal Lord, so he had no choice but to imprison him. Many of the arrangements left by Emperor Qin revolved around how to kill the immortal lord and prevent him from getting out of trouble.

The First Emperor selected the soldiers, and passed the baton of killing the immortal master to Huo Qubing after a hundred years.

At present, the immortal lord is still bound in the imperial tomb, at least for a short time, there is no hope of breaking free.

Huo Qu's illness returned to Chang'an, and it was close to noon.

He asked people to send news to Liu Qing, and then came to the Weijun Hall to deal with military affairs.

When I returned home in the evening, the family was having dinner.

Daozun, Gongsun Hong, Dong Zhongshu, and Huo Guang all gathered in the small courtyard of the mansion.

Eating hot pot, Huo Quzhi joined in, drank three rounds, and asked:

"The realm of the old three is close to the half-saint."

Dao Zun glanced at him: "Although it has reached the peak of heaven and man, this half-saint who is on the verge of stepping into the door is more difficult than all the previous levels combined.

However, the method you proposed is indeed feasible, and the amount of qi I have gained in the process of becoming a manifest practice and resisting the teachings of the Buddhists may give me a chance to break through to the demi-saints. ”

"After the unification of the world, how difficult it is to achieve a half-saint.

Counting Xunzi at the end of the Warring States Period, Zou Zi, the founding master of the five elements of yin and yang, has only produced two or three half-saints in hundreds of years. ”

Dong Zhongshu said with emotion: "In the founding of this dynasty, only the Marquis of Huaiyin, the soldiers were prominent, and they rushed through the wall of heaven and man.

If we want to be holy, it is difficult and difficult. ”

Gongsun Hong took a sip of wine and said open-mindedly: "After entering the dynasty as an official, the number of orders has been decided, no matter how you practice, you will not increase your longevity."

I never thought about the demi-saints, but when my life was counted, I kicked my feet. ”

"I don't have any regrets in my life."

Huo Quzhi saw that the topic was getting farther and farther away, and said, "I want to ask a few of you, have you ever heard a fairy voice whispering in your ear?" ”

"All kinds of voices between heaven and earth, whispers of ghosts, etc., almost every cultivator has heard them, which one is Huo Hou talking about?"

Dong Zhongshu and Daozun both turned their heads to look over.

Huo Quzhi secretly pondered, it seems that no one has heard the fairy sound of the first emperor.

Is it because the immortal lord was banned and the immortal sound was also restricted, or after the unification, the number of heaven and earth qi changed, and the immortal sound was gone?

At the beginning of April, Chang'an ushered in the first spring rain of the year.

Huo Quzhi stood in the main hall of the guards, looking at the rain curtain outside the window: "Next, we should go all out to prepare for war, defeat the Huns in one fell swoop, and see what will happen after the luck is returned to my Han!" ”

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