Net.

A mysterious killer organization that is like a spider's web, covering and infiltrating any part of the Seven Kingdoms of the World.

It is rumored that it already existed in the Spring and Autumn period.

The successive masters are unknown.

But now, his master is the new Xiangguo of Great Qin, Lü Buwei!

No one knows how Lu Buwei and a businessman were able to take this world's number one assassin killer organization into their own hands from scratch.

It's like no one can understand why a mere cheap merchant can actually be transformed into the most powerful minister of the Qin State in the world.

If you don't understand, you can only admire.

Admire Lü Buwei as a person.

"The eight swords of King Yue are really powerful, and it is in vain that Lu came to Xianyang for nine years of operation, and finally, he took control ......of the 'Luo Net', and until today, the two old Qin kings have died."

Nine years have passed, and deep wrinkles and furrows have appeared on Lu Buwei's face, but his eyes are even sharper and more intimidating than before:

"Lu, I finally made this world's largest deal!!"

King Yingzhu of Qin died.

The next step is to push Yingyiren to the throne of Qin, this step has no difficulty under his nine-year planning, and winning Yiren's accession to the throne will be a matter of course.

However, as the most powerful businessman in the world.

Lü Buwei thought of it more.

King Qin ascended the throne, there is only one son under his knees, if there is no accident, this son may be the king of Qin after the stranger, but this son, even if he succeeds the king of Qin, will not do him any good.

Unless, raise a son of an Inhuman who will be of great benefit to him in the future.

His gaze slowly looked in the direction of Zhao Guo, as if the dancing girl back then was pregnant.

A few years ago, news came from Handan that the child was indeed born.

At this moment, somewhere in the Qin State, there is a dark net altar.

There are constantly spiders crawling around on the ground.

"Lord Xiangguo has an order, this time he ordered Luowang to send people to Zhao State, and be sure to bring King Qin's 'Gongzizheng' back to Xianyang."

The person who spoke, his face was snow-white, his cheekbones were high and protruding, and his entire body was covered in a scarlet Qin eunuch robe.

Tiny red spiders crawled over his face.

The eunuch-robed man's lips moved slightly:

"This time, I'll hand it over to Xuan Qian."

"Lord Zhao Gao."

A man in armor standing next to the man in the scarlet robe said slowly:

"Lord Xiangguo has said first, Gongzizheng's side is the master who broke the 'Long Yuan' back then, I'm afraid that Xuan Jian alone will not be able to complete the task, according to the 'sun covering', it is best to let the 'Six Sword Slaves' also go with him."

As soon as this statement came out.

Immediately, there were six people with different shapes in the netting forest, but their whole bodies were flashing with earth-shattering sword aura and a sense of death oppression, and they turned their heads slightly.

The eunuch named Zhao Gao raised his fingers, admired the little red spider on his fingertips, and said softly:

"That makes sense, then let the Six Sword Slaves be the back-up, just in case."

……

The day after the heavy snowfall.

Gai Nie's father, Lao Gai, the shopkeeper of the wine store, died on the bed and died.

Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang returned from the funeral of a certain place in Zhao State on the same day.

White flags were hung inside and outside the liquor store, and then Gai Nie's muffled cry was heard.

Jiang Taiyi stood in front of the coffin, slightly distracted.

Lao Gai's life was over, and he had long been clear, however, when he really passed away silently like this, he still felt a trance.

I couldn't help but think of the first day I came to Handan to meet Lao Gai.

At that time, Gai Nie was only as tall as his knees.

I can't forget how Lao Gai followed himself in the past ten years, making wine, taking care of the wine store, and busy inside and outside the store.

Ten years,

turned this middle-aged and elderly man, who always likes to wear a white cloth towel on his shoulders, into an old man, and let his life stop on this morning after the snow.

For Jiang Taiyi, the friendship with Lao Gai in the past ten years has been so deep that it can surpass some people who used to be in the immortal cultivation world.

However, the birth, old age, sickness and death of mortals are not something that Jiang Taiyi can reverse.

There is no way for him to make a mortal last forever.

Turning mortal, turning mortal, mortal life, old age, sickness and death is part of his comprehension of the way of heaven.

Looking at the old Gai's gone-gone body.

and Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang, who have grown up.

This is the life of a mortal.

This is death, and it is time.

Just like spring, summer, autumn and winter, it is the way of heaven.

While Jiang Taiyi was sad and lonely in his heart, he also faintly appeared above the Yuan Shen, and there was also a hint of enlightenment, which made the bloody crack in his Yuan Shen dissipate a lot at once.

He vaguely felt some Heavenly Dao.

But it only exists in feeling.

The Tao is still invisible and intangible, but it is everywhere.

…………

It has been half a month since Lao Gai was buried.

In this year, in the whole world, two people with great weight died, that is, two generations of kings of the Qin State.

Compared with the two Qin kings, Lao Gai's death is not worth mentioning.

But Jiang Taiyi still misses him.

Looking at the wine shop, Gai Nie was still in a sad atmosphere.

As soon as Jiang Taiyi knew that he had to let Gai Nie do something, so as not to make him sad all the time, he called Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang to his side.

Two teenagers of thirteen or fourteen years old, but they have grown to be about the same height as adults.

"Xiao Nie, Xiao Zhuang."

Jiang Taiyi is a pair of humane:

"The two of you have reached a first-class level in your internal cultivation now, and your swordsmanship is far beyond your own realm, however, the two of you have never fought against a real master."

Wei Zhuang's sword eyebrows were raised, and a trace of excitement had flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Teacher, have you already chosen an opponent for us?" ”

Gai Nie also cheered up slightly and looked at the teacher.

Jiang Taiyi looked at a place in Handan City, smiled lightly, and said:

"Xiao Nie, what place do you say is the most worthy of the two of you in Handan City?"

Gai Nie replied calmly: "Handan is the capital of Zhao State, the master is like a cloud, the first to bear the brunt of the two major military masters, Lian Po and Li Mu, among them, the old master Lian Po has been reactivated by King Zhao, and now leads an army of 250,000 to fight with Yan in Yancheng, another Li Mu general, after the battle of Changjie that year, recommended by Lian Po, also appreciated by the Zhao royal family, a few years ago when Qin invaded Handan, in one fell swoop, and now sent by King Zhao to Yanmen to garrison to guard against the Xiongnu. ”

"Now, in the absence of these two grandmasters, only the mansion of the Julu Marquis remains."

Lian Po, Li Mu, Zhao Mu.

These people, the forces, are all Gai Nie when he was very young, he had already witnessed them coming to the wine shop, and at that time, the teacher used a wooden sword, and all the masters of the sword were convinced.

Now, I didn't expect him and Xiaozhuang to have the opportunity to challenge these people.

"Lian Po and Li Mu, they were grandmasters ten years ago, and in ten years, I am afraid that they have become stronger, you two, although the swordsmanship is far beyond the realm of internal strength, but after all, it cannot be compared with the grandmaster."

Jiang Taiyi pointed to the location softly and said:

"Just the Julu Hou Mansion, if the kid who flew in the sky back then had a chance, and now he has reached the innate realm, it is just right for the two of you to practice."