Huang Pizi has never felt so good about himself.

Patches of trees sped past behind them.

The power of its limbs is almost endless, and with a little exertion, it can be used to leap rapidly from tree to tree.

The huge, slender tail sensed everything around it, making it a steady mess as it jumped from tree to tree.

The birds that used to be high above have been preyed on by him these days.

Slowly landing on a tree branch, the yellow skin watched the surroundings.

At this time, the yellow skin's eyes have completely turned into a faint gold, and the once emerald green and hazy have completely disappeared.

Standing on the treetops, every move within a radius of hundreds of meters is completely taken into its eyes, flying in the sky, running on the ground, and swimming in the water. Countless voices poured into its head.

'Brush! ’

It stretched out its claws, and its five curved claws shone with a dazzling silver light in the darkness of the night.

This beautiful silver light has only been seen in its natural predators before, such as clouded leopards, jackals, old monsters, brown bears, and the occasional bird of prey hovering overhead.

In the past, when he saw these terrifying creatures, there was no room for him to look at each other, so he could only flee in a hurry at the first time, and those who ran slowly would become food.

Four of its six brothers died at their hands and were reduced to food, and the remaining two were caught by a round-headed bird of prey and flew into the air while foraging for food at night.

But now it's different.

The yellowskin lowered its head, its teeth sharper than theirs, its movements faster than theirs, its claws glittering in the moonlight, far more beautiful than theirs.

Looking at his paw in intoxication, the yellow skin fell to the ground and gently slashed over a stone.

Without much effort, he carved five long cracks in the tough bluestone.

The pheasant that used to be his favorite food is no longer its food.

Ever since a wild boar found itself in the jungle and attacked it and was captured alive by it, its former natural enemies have become food for the yellow skin.

Now it feeds on jackals.

Thinking back to the sweet blood pouring into his mind, the natural enemies of the past, the fierce beast that forced him to run around, fell at his feet, and the panicked and incredulous gaze in his eyes, Huang Pizi felt intoxicated for a while.

It's the ultimate predator.

But while having all this, Huang Pizi also clearly knows what all this is about, since he came out of the underground river, Huang Pizi has faded away all the confusion.

Everything was because of that unknown elixir.

Thinking back to the pair of eyes in the jungle and mountains that cannot be described in words, Huang Pizi shuddered with excitement.

It clearly knew that whether it was the elixir or the colorful points of light in the underground waterway before, it was all because of the owner of those eyes.

Because in these two places, those who came to observe spoke the most about the two strange voices of 'pre-Qin' and 'Yingzheng'.

The yellow skin didn't understand what these words meant, and its voice couldn't describe the sound of the words.

But it knows what it will know sooner or later, and it will say it sooner or later.

Because the three words of the yellow skin are what it hears from the mouth of a person who sees it, and understands it.

Looking at this boundless mountain that had turned it upside down, Huang Pizi took a deep breath and lay on the ground reverently at it.

It knows that everything depends on these two treasures, and it is also the owner of that gaze, Huang Pizi is full of respect and gratitude for all this, if it were not for its existence, he may still be living a life of cautious rat hunting in that jungle sect at this time, maybe one day he will die in the jungle like several other brothers.

"Click, click, click"

Huangpizi couldn't pronounce the kind of syllables that people usually had, so it could only silently mutter the two unknown syllables of 'Yingzheng' and 'Xianqin' in its heart, recalling that gaze in its mind, and silently thanking all this with the most respectful posture it knew.

Under the moonlight.

The little weasel with a long palm knelt on the ground, and countless animals shivered as they walked by.

Especially those animals who saw the weasels, they all felt a great crisis, even the wild wolves that were extremely arrogant in the past walked away with their butts between their butts at this time.

The sun rises and sets.

The stars changed for six weeks.

Under the scorching sun, the weasel knelt in the open woodland for six days and six nights.

Its mouth was dry, and its eyes were dizzy from near hunger.

It was only when he was almost dying of hunger that the weasel stopped his silent greetings and slowly got up, and by this time ten days and nights had already passed.

Kneeling on the ground in thanksgiving and waiting until it was almost dead before getting up was the greatest ritual an animal that had lived in the wild all its life.

When it got up, it took two steps, grabbed and killed a lynx that did not have long eyes, and feasted on it.

Without running around, Huang Pizi returned to the site of the archaeological excavation, and after waiting for a long time, he waited for a team to return from the archaeological site.

Quietly getting into a person's backpack, Huang Pizi yawned and took a ride, intending to return to the Ancient Xianyang Museum, waiting for the opportunity to steal a few other pills out of the time.

What Huang Pizi didn't expect was that at the same time that he was lazy and planned to return to the Ancient Xianyang Museum, the old man Li Yunshan on the other side also walked back towards the Ancient Xianyang Museum with the "Human Emperor Sutra" and five other cultivation methods

The sun and the moon are like a shuttle.

On the vast earth, the vegetation is withering and flourishing, and a small miracle is taking root and growing in the dust of ashes.

In the magnificent giant city thousands of years ago, Ying Zheng would not have imagined that the immortal things he had forged because of the ruins of the wonders would take root thousands of years later, and make a small creature kneel down and worship sincerely for ten days.

At this time, Ying Zheng was immersed in many of his own events.

The leaves are sparse, the ancient earth has passed the hottest time, and after the Xianyang City in the night is not scorched by the scorching sun, it has brought a trace of coolness.

The silver moon fell, the birds stopped chirping, and the cool wind blew down, soothing the scorched and dried land.

The cool autumn breeze is gradually taking over the land, but the undercurrent of the ancient land has not cooled down because of this.

"The turmoil is surging"

Starlight fell in the courtyard, and a tall old man let out a sigh.

This person is none other than Meng Fu, one of the Great Qin God of War.

It has been six days since the original Xianyang vision.

With the efforts of Lü Buwei and Mrs. Huayang, there was not much talk about the grand occasion in the entire Xianyang City.

The grand vision that covered the entire city that day in Xianyang City has been designated by them as the birth of auspiciousness, which is a matter of state affairs, and naturally forbids ordinary people to discuss it.

After no discussion, the matter quickly passed, and the people seemed to have returned to their normal lives, except for a few people who still talked about it after dinner, and the whole city of Xianyang returned to its former tranquility, and was even more active than before.

After all, the enthroned king caused two auspicious fortunes in succession in just two months, and also granted amnesty to the world and reduced taxes.

Although there has been a move to mobilize a large number of people to go to Qilian Mountain, but everyone who went there has been a full reward, what could be more reassuring than this?

The people were very happy with the accession of Ming Jun and felt that a stable and prosperous era was about to begin.

But in fact, as long as you have a little eyesight, you will know that the current situation in Xianyang City is not like this at all.

Not to mention stability, now the entire Six Kingdoms are restless because of the grand vision above Xianyang City a few days ago.

It is said that the king of Wei, after hearing about this, crushed his favorite cup; King Han Henghui killed his favorite concubine; Yan Wangxi urgently summoned hundreds of civil and military officials; Qi Wangjian was also silent for a long time.

And the king of Zhao and Chu was a gloomy mess, and he was furious that day, and directly issued a big order, and beheaded all the people who spread this matter in the country.

"Hey, it's not just that the people of the two kingdoms of Zhao and Chu have actually mobilized more than 100,000 troops to be stationed at the border, and they are actually guarded by Li Mu and Xiang Yan personally? Didn't you look down on the king before, why should you be so cautious? ”

Sneering, sitting in the cold courtyard, Meng Fu slapped open a jar of good old wine, poured it into the sea bowl, the amber old wine exuded a rich and extremely fragrant fragrance, Meng Fu raised his head and poured down.

"It's the old boy Lu Buwei, who took advantage of this opportunity to transfer Meng Wu away, and in the name of defending the frontier, I heard that the kid of Wang Qian's family was also transferred?"

"What does this mean, to transfer people away, worried that we will help the king?"

"Or do you think Lao Tzu is old? Is it okay to stay here? ”

There is a little depression in my heart, but I am still quite pleased with the current state of Meng Fu.

Because whether it is the scene at the enthronement ceremony or the breakthrough vision a few days ago, it is enough to prove that the king is a promising monarch.

Especially the scene when he slapped Lu Buwei in the face at the enthronement ceremony, now that Meng Fu thinks about it, he still feels quite angry.

That's right, this is the momentum of my Great Qin Monarch!

Mrs. Huayang is hard to say, although she is a woman, she is also the root of the Qin State.

But you, an old man of Zhao State, why dare you come to my Great Qin to point fingers? I have long seen that Lu Buwei is not pleasing to the eye.

However, although the eyebrows are raised and the eyebrows are raised, the current situation of the king should not be optimistic.

Now the whole Xianyang City is turbulent, the original vision is not good, although Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang regard Wang Shang as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh, but after all, they are still cautious and dare not have too many outrageous measures.

But as soon as this vision came out, the cultivation of the Spirit Sea Realm, tsk, this is not a simple matter.

The cultivation of the Spirit Sea Realm is definitely the top batch of Qi Refiners in the world.

No matter where he goes, he must be extremely polite, and even when he came to the army, he was treated with courtesy.

But when this Spirit Sea Realm's Qi Refiner was the Great Qin Sovereign, the situation was different.

Among the Seven Kingdoms, I haven't heard that the monarch is a Qi practitioner of the Spirit Sea Realm, and at most he is a Foundation Building Realm.

It's no longer a matter of going to other forces to be respected.

It's that everyone else is going to come here.

The king of the Spirit Sea Realm sits in Great Qin, and he is still a young king, and if he thinks about it with his feet, he will know how many people in the world will flock to it.

Even those Qi Refiners who were high up in the past may be tempted by it.

But anyone who is not blind will clearly know the power of it, and it is only a matter of time before King Qin grows up.

Faced with this situation, the six countries will inevitably look ugly.

And the six countries just had an ugly face, but Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang were here, but there was no time to continue waiting!

It's only been half a year since he ascended the throne, and he has grown to such an extent, who else can endure this terrifying suppressive power?

"Gotta figure figure it out."

After drying a jar of wine, there was no drunkenness in Meng Fu's eyes, but a faint cold glow.

As a military general of the Great Qin of the Three Dynasties, Meng Wei didn't want to watch the Great Qin go on in such chaos, but he was really not easy to make a move.

As the successor of the orthodoxy of Great Qin, Meng Fu is naturally loyal to Yingzheng and Daqin, which is one of the reasons why he has never favored either side of Lü Buwei and Mrs. Huayang after the successive falls of King Xiaowen and King Zhuangxiang.

And the main reason why Meng Fu never stood in line is that soldiers are a taboo in the country.

Because of the change of regime, at most, it will be the death of a group of civil servants, but if the military power is also involved, it is destined to be an unprecedented disaster.

Since the time of King Zhaoxiang, the foundation of Great Qin has been a strong army.

Since the death of Wu Anjun Baiqi, most of the burden of the Qin army has been on him, and it is only recently that Wang Jian has finally come out to share it.

The Six Kingdoms had already been eyeing Great Qin, and at this time, they had long been eager to weaken Great Qin's strength through the dispute between Lü Buwei and Lady Huayang.

If he really stood in line, no matter what the final result was, it would definitely be an unprecedented blow to Great Qin's military strength.

Fortunately, Wang Jian is also smart, and he was not shaken by the temptation of Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang.

But now that he saw such an amazing king, he couldn't help but shake Meng Fu's determination slightly

Taking a big sip of wine, Meng Fu silently analyzed the current situation in Daqin under the moonlight.

And just as he was analyzing carefully.

The old housekeeper, who was in charge of guarding the door, suddenly appeared silently outside the courtyard, bowed slowly, and spoke softly.

"My lord."

"There's a visitor."

Meng Fu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his loose robe was under the silver moon, and there was no wind.

Lü Buwei and Mrs. Huayang's visitors had already been rejected by him, and they definitely wouldn't come to visit in the middle of the night.

As a veteran who has followed him for decades, it is naturally impossible for the old butler not to understand his mind.

"Let him in."

"Yes."

The old butler retreated silently.

Not too long.

In the darkness outside the door, a vague figure flickered out, bowing respectfully.

"Xiaguan Hongwu."

"I've seen General Meng."

(End of chapter)