Thousands of years have passed by in a snap of a finger.

In the gloomy drizzle, the steel that had been roaring for more than three months finally tore through the mountain.

'Bang la la'

Breaking the ground and opening the mountain, a ray of light came to the deepest part of Qilian Mountain.

With the influx of fresh air, the wide cave was torn open.

The mottled ancient pagoda buried deep under the earth for thousands of years is unfolded in front of everyone's eyes, upholding the supreme luck of the ages, standing in the ancient mountain.

The moment the pagoda appeared, the animals around the place screamed as if they had felt something.

The crows flapped their wings, the birds soared into the air, and the insects scattered.

Although they had already escaped once before, the unquenchable spiritual sense in their hearts was still frantically alarming them to flee from here.

At this moment, dark clouds covered it, like a volcanic eruption, and thunder roared.

The sun is turning, the jungle is spreading, and the grass is abundant.

For thousands of years, countless plants and trees have covered the collapsed mountains, and hundreds of figures have stopped in front of the pit to watch, looking shocked.

And in the era when all this was far from beginning, in this ancient deep mountain, there were also people one after another.

Dressed in dark armor, they buried all these new ruins deep beneath the earth

The breeze is warm.

The first rays of light in the morning fell from the distant horizon.

A wisp of fish belly white rose from afar, and in the wide group of books, Ying Zheng, who had been dealing with government affairs all night, pinched his eyebrows and slowly pushed open the window.

'Squeak~'

The summer morning is still a little cool.

Ying Zheng took a few deep breaths of fresh air and was in good spirits.

It has been more than three months since he ascended the throne.

In the past three months, Ying Zheng has not been idle.

His cultivation has become more and more profound, and the aura of heaven and earth gathered in his blood has reached an outrageous level.

The spiritual sea condensed by the falling droplets inside the body has also gathered into a stream.

With his actions, Ying Zheng's body was surging with blood and qi, like a river surging, as if it would break out at any time.

Now he is only one foot away from the cultivation of the Spirit Sea Realm.

"Huh~ Even if you are a qi refiner, you are still a little tired after dealing with government affairs all night."

stretched out a big waist, and Yingzheng's bones clicked.

The government affairs of the Qin Dynasty were much easier to handle than Ying Zheng imagined.

In Yingzheng's previous cognition, although the Qin Dynasty had the military and political power to overwhelm the six countries, in fact, the living environment of the people in the country seemed to be quite poor.

But after waiting for Yingzheng to really become the king of Qin and began to review the pieces that came from all over the country, he found that the Qin Dynasty was not as barren as he imagined.

Although it is not rich, it is still a little different from what is recorded in history.

At the very least, the people did not have a poor livelihood, and there was no tragic situation of starving to death every day.

After thinking about it for a while, he also understood all this, after all, in this world, the human realm has the existence of true qi refiners.

Although there are not many of these Qi Refiners, ordinary people don't know about them at all, and most of them are also detached from the world and devote themselves to cultivation.

But there are still many Qi Refiners who have the world in mind, and they occasionally help the common people and farmers.

Moreover, in various counties, there are more or less some qi refiners, warlocks, and alchemists.

During the great drought years, they will also worship the four heavens and the earth, and then attract some rivers and lakes to irrigate the farmland.

As for casting spells to rain, it is absolutely undaring, and it will violate the rules of heaven.

Overall, although the lives of the people of Qin are not too good, they are far from bad.

This is a good thing for Yingzheng.

At the very least, you don't have to be distracted to deal with a lot of government affairs.

A wisp of fish belly white rose in the east, and Yingzheng's eyes were bright.

Silently running the Deadwood Sword Technique, he pinched the Sword Technique in his hand, and a wisp of crystal purple qi of heaven and earth surged from the Eastern Void, turning into spiritual energy, rolling into his body.

The mist flowed between his mouth and nose, and Ying Zheng's eyes became deeper and deeper, like a deep pool, with no bottom visible.

Looking down at the more and more heaven and earth aura accumulated in his body, Ying Zheng gently rubbed his eyebrows.

The huge aura of heaven and earth has already gathered and condensed to the extreme in Ying Zheng's body.

Now that this spiritual sea realm is on the verge of kicking, there is only one heel left.

"The Emperor of the People."

"If you have the Human Emperor Sutra, you can enter the Spirit Sea Realm almost at any time." Looking down at the vast spiritual sea that had almost taken shape in his body, Ying Zheng looked at the location of the small pagoda with some expectation.

The relics of the third wonder have been buried for a long time, consuming a huge amount of national fortune.

But the small pagoda in the body never had any signs of being reflected, which made Ying Zheng inevitably apprehensive.

After all, the scale of this time is far greater than the previous Dingqin Sword and Alchemy Ceremony, and the national fortune consumed is also worlds apart.

With such a huge consumption, Yingzheng really has no certainty.

Looking at the world in the distance, Ying Zheng slowly kneaded his eyebrows and sighed silently in his heart.

"Hopefully. It could be better."

This kind of reflection and exclamation did not last long.

After all, now Yingzheng is already the real king of a country, although the small pagoda is his biggest hole card, he can't rely on the small pagoda all, he also needs to rely on his own ability to improve his power as soon as possible.

After enjoying breakfast under the service of several pretty palace maids, Yingzheng then bathed and changed his clothes, and prepared to go to the morning court.

In fact, it is not so much the early dynasty as the routine court meeting of the Qin Dynasty once every three days.

Such a thing as the early dynasty did not exist in the Qin Dynasty.

In this era, although the relationship between the monarch and the minister was strong, it was far less stringent than in later generations.

The rules of the daily morning dynasty only became popular in the Ming Dynasty after the distant era.

In the current Seven Kingdoms, it is often only after there is a major event that a court meeting is held.

If it's okay, it's only once in three days.

In the past few months, Ying Zheng has participated in more than a dozen court meetings.

Although Lü Buwei and Lady Huayang control the main power of the entire Great Qin, they are still 'ministers' after all.

Even if the power is tilted towards the government and the opposition, under the order of Ying Zheng, the hundred officials should still come.

The court meeting was held at Zhangtai Palace.

This grand palace, located at the core of the central axis of the Xianyang Palace of Great Qin, is the tallest, largest and most dazzling of all the imperial palaces.

Since its completion, it has been used as a place for successive Qin kings to handle political affairs.

By the time Ying Zheng arrived, hundreds of civil and military officials had already gathered here.

Lü Buwei,Quan Yangjun,Meng Fu,Wang Qian.

Many ministers of the Qin State are listed one by one.

"See the king!"

The earth-shattering shouts echoed in the palace, and more than 100 civil and military ministers bowed respectfully.

"Zhongqing is flat."

Ying Zheng spoke calmly.

The next period of time is the time for the regular pilgrimage.

said that it was a routine court meeting, but in the past three months, Ying Zheng really hasn't dealt with any major things.

After all, the scene that happened at the enthronement ceremony was too shocking, and now Lü Buwei and Mrs. Huayang are almost completely on guard and firmly hold all kinds of power.

At the current meeting, many ministers seem to be speaking enthusiastically, raising various questions and concerts.

But in fact, it is mostly trivial matters, and those movements that can really play a decisive role have already been dealt with by Lü Buwei and Mrs. Huayang.

Keep hopping.

You won't be able to jump around for a few days anyway

Thinking silently, and just when Ying Zheng lazily paid attention to the group of ministers below who were talking here, preparing to cultivate the Deadwood Sword Technique.

A familiar light emanated without warning.

'Buzz~'

With a soft sound, in Ying Zheng's mind, an emerald green dazzling light spread in front of his eyes in an instant!

As if the clouds were filled with mist, one after another intricate and cumbersome golden runes rose!

The dazzling vitality gradually boiled from his mind!

Well?

Feeling this familiar fluctuation, Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes suddenly narrowed!

This is

Is there any movement in the Ruins Tower?

Ying Zheng hurriedly looked into his mind!

When he saw the scene in his mind, even if it was Yingzheng, who had always been calm, he couldn't help but be surprised at this time!

If it weren't for the main hall and court, he would even laugh out loud about it!

Because just now, the small relic tower, which had been silent for several months, finally shined!

Clusters of emerald green light gradually diffused on the small pagoda, and on its body full of traces, brilliant brilliance flowed!

The endless breath of life boiled, and the golden runes seemed to turn into a vast ocean at this moment, instantly flooding his entire mind!

Has it finally been discovered?

Is it finally getting started?

Is this the fact that later generations have begun to discover the ruins on Qilian Mountain and begin to condense the Emperor's Scripture?

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng's breathing became a little short, and the five fingers stretched out were also slightly clasped unconsciously!

And just when Ying Zheng was a little excited here, below him, many ministers of the Qin State were also puzzled.

Well?

What's going on?

Did the king suddenly get a little excited?

They were puzzled, but they still didn't dare to ask more after all, and they still did their duty according to the orders of Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang, and others, and carried out a routine court meeting.

However, in the face of the puzzled eyes of many ministers below, Ying Zheng didn't care too much.

He quickly regained his composure, but he was still staring at the small pagoda in his mind, and the divine light between his eyes opened and closed!

Looking at the small pagoda that was constantly radiating light, Yingzheng's heart quickened and beat uncompromisingly.

Did it work?

Still didn't work out?

Is the phantom about to appear?

And just when Ying Zheng was looking forward to it excitedly.

Inside the small pagoda, the phantom of the Dingqin Sword and the six pills suddenly began to tremble slightly.

Then, under Ying Zheng's nervous gaze, a dim, vague phantom finally shone out in the small pagoda!

It was something like a little bamboo slip, about half an inch wide and an inch long!

Although it was only a flash, it only appeared for a moment and then it disappeared, but Ying Zheng, who was staring at all this on the side, suddenly became short of breath!

The Emperor of Man!

Finally appeared!

Seeing this long-awaited book, even if it was Yingzheng, he couldn't help but hold his breath at this time, his eyes were bright!!

Later generations have finally discovered the wonders and relics on Qilian Mountain!

Thinking back to the little phantom that gradually appeared in his mind, Ying Zheng looked excited!

Sure enough, it is indeed useful to proclaim the world at the enthronement ceremony, and it greatly reduces the burden of national fortune protection!

If this part of the burden is not reduced, it is absolutely difficult to reflect the imperial scriptures of a person with only one-fifth of the national fortune!

I just don't know how much of the Human Emperor Sutra condensed by spending so much manpower and material resources is powerful!

Let's hope soon!!

On the high platform, Ying Zheng's eyes were bright, looking at the small pagoda in his mind, and it was difficult to maintain too much calm.

And the many Great Qin officials below don't know what Yingzheng is thinking now.

They quickly reported their affairs as usual.

And just when all kinds of things were reported, Ying Zheng was ready to announce his retirement from the dynasty and go back to wait to watch the condensation of the human emperor.

The old general, who had been silent for an unknown amount of time above the main hall, suddenly stepped forward and spoke respectfully.

"Return to the king! Weichen still has something to report, and this matter should be related to my Daqin Jiangshan Sheji! ”

As soon as these words came out, many people in the hall frowned.

Lu Buwei and Quan Yangjun all turned their heads to look at it.

Even Ying Zheng, who was originally watching the ruins tower, was stunned and subconsciously raised his head.

Obscure?

What did he suddenly have to say?

Is it about the Great Qin Jiangshan Society?

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, if he remembered correctly, Meng Fu shouldn't belong to either Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang, right?

After a little thought.

"What do you have to say?"

With an old face and a solemn expression, and his short snow-white hair stood up like steel needles, he stepped forward and saluted respectfully with both hands.

"Returning to the king, now the king has ascended the throne for three months, during which the wind and rain in Daqin are smooth, the grains are abundant, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, which is a great auspicious omen."

"This auspicious moment, in order to ensure the prosperity of the Great Qin, the blessing of the country, the blessing of the community, the king"

"It's almost time to start choosing a concubine."

As soon as these words came out, Yingzheng on the high platform was stunned for a moment.

“？？？？”

"Concubine?"

Looking down at his white and tender little hands, Ying Zheng subconsciously wanted to refuse.

However, before he could speak, Wang Qian, the veteran below, suddenly stepped forward and nodded approvingly.

"It's indeed time, the king has been on the throne for three months, but there is no concubine in the harem, this matter is not appropriate, the king really needs to start choosing concubines."

Not only Mengfu Wang Qian, but also many other ministers also spoke up one after another, persuading Yingzheng to start marrying concubines.

Even Lu Buwei and Quan Yangjun stepped forward one after another to admonish.

Seeing this scene of the ministers' advice, Yingzheng was also stunned for a moment, and after a while, he was also a little helpless.

In this era, offspring is indeed a very important thing for a country.

Especially the heirs of the king, it is even more about the society of the country.

Although he is not very old now, it seems that it is time to marry a concubine

The normal people of Daqin can already marry and have children even at this time

Rubbing his eyebrows slightly, in the face of all this, Ying Zheng was a little resistant to the truth, but looking at the group of ministers below who were in a hurry, he was still a little lazy after all.

Now the ruins tower is about to change, if you refuse, it is destined to be a fight, and now it is a bit time to marry a concubine

Although he is young, as far as the eye can see, there are not many kings in the Seven Kingdoms like him, and the huge harem is empty.

After thinking about it for a while, Ying Zheng spoke casually.

"Okay."

"Then according to the advice of the secretary, let's start choosing a concubine."

Hearing this, many ministers showed happy expressions and readily agreed.

It didn't take much time, Zongzheng and Guanglu Temple, who were in charge of many matters, had already finalized the specific time, and the official selection of concubines was about to begin

And during this period of time, Ying Zheng didn't care much about all this.

He sat in the hall of the group of books, silently accumulating cultivation, while silently staring at the changes in the small pagoda, looking forward to it

Thousands of years ago, the selection of concubines in Great Qin was about to begin, Ying Zheng sat in the main hall, meditated in retreat, nervously and expectantly waiting for the reflection of the human emperor scripture of the small pagoda in his mind.

The sky was full of clouds, the sky was blue, and the scorching sun sprinkled into the main hall, illuminating the whole room with splendor.

And after thousands of years, on the Qilian Mountain, where dark clouds are shrouded and drizzle is hazy, everyone has fallen into a heavy sluggishness.

Drizzle.

On the huge mountain range, the earth was churning, and the roar that had been earth-shattering had long since stopped.

A staff member and archaeologist stood at the entrance of the broken ruins cave, all looking at the ancient ruins deep in the pit below, their pupils constricted!

That's it.

Is there something buried in Qilian Mountain?

But why.

Could it be a pagoda?!

A small pagoda stands in a huge cave, surrounded by collapsed rubble and earth.

A breeze blows.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky.

Looking at everything buried below, the old man Li Yunshan and other old archaeologists were all a little surprised!

In the past few months when Qilian Mountain was really excavated, they had fantasized countless times about what was buried underneath!

Maybe it's the traces of someone's residence, maybe it's a relic of the Legalist family, maybe it's a lot of records when Yingzheng ascended the throne, and even the bone pit has been guessed!

But what they never expected was this!

Under this huge mountain, there is actually a pagoda buried!!

Pagoda, why is it buried in the mountains?

After a long silence.

After all, it was the old man Li Yunshan who was the first to reflect and spoke in a deep voice.

"Let's go down and have a look."

"Beware. A few. ”

Recommend a book, it's so good-looking, I don't want to code words when I read it......

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