The Qin army planned to lure the enemy deep and fought a decisive battle with the Zhao army here that night. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers were fighting, the battle was fierce, their heads were flying, and their blood was spilling into the sky. This is a ruthless and unrighteous war, only about life and death, even Jiang Yu's countless fights can't compare to the tragedy of it.

There were several times when Jiang Yu almost couldn't hold back, and wanted to raise a knife to fight, but the bloody atmosphere of the battlefield affected him, which was different from the monk's direct fighting, simple and effective, and it was possible to determine life and death with one knife. However, as a monk, Jiang Yu finally suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and no matter who wins, it will not have much impact on him.

The Qin army won a tragic victory, the main force of the Zhao army was almost completely wiped out, and there was no longer a power to resist, when the class returned to the court, Jiang Yu and the old handsome Jiang Yuan talked, the old man's brows were tightly locked, and there seemed to be a thick melancholy that could not be erased, perhaps because the battle was too miserable, and the Qin army suffered too many casualties.

A few days later, when the army returned to the territory of the Qin Dynasty, Jiang Yu couldn't help frowning, the capital was supposed to be one of the most prosperous cities in a country, but it was cold and desolate, and there were not many people coming and going on the streets, which made him a little puzzled.

The old handsome Jiang Yuan brought Jiang Yu to his mansion, and there were not many people living in it, just a few old servants, cleaning up the fallen leaves in the courtyard. After Jiang Yu settled in the side courtyard, Jiang Yuan went to Wangcheng to resume his life, and did not rush back to his residence until late at night, waking Jiang Yu up, and the two had a long talk with candles late at night.

"King Qin is ambitious, and wants to sweep the Liuhe and the Eight Desolations and unify this territory. The DPRK and China have already sent envoys to other major powers to persuade them to adopt a strategy of long-distance friendship and close attack. Korea has been destroyed, and the next is Zhao, fortunately, once this battle is lost, Qin has no elite conquest, and this territory can be stable for at least a few decades. Jiang Yuan said slowly, making Jiang Yuzhi frown.

Listening to the meaning of his words, it seems that this battle deliberately consumes a large number of soldiers of the Qin Dynasty, and it is true that when you think about it, many generals in the tent of the commander that night have put forward a lot of strange tricks to target Zhao State, although Jiang Yu has little understanding of the military lineage, and also thinks that these ideas are good, but they are still denied by Jiang Yuan.

In the end, although it was a plan, it did not wait for the Zhao army to start fighting when it was tired, and the strength of the two armies was not different, and it was only a miserable victory.

"This is the place where the surname Jiang gathers, there is a mark on the map, you can follow the map, without further ado, you will leave here with the old man's warrant later." Tonight, this day, it's going to change!" The old man spoke loudly, full of energy, and his Confucian demeanor was fully displayed, which made Jiang Yu tremble a little.

Jiang Yuan didn't have any cultivation, but what shocked Jiang Yu after a few days of getting along was that the divine consciousness fluctuations on the old man's body were extremely terrifying, reaching an unattainable level, maybe even if he didn't save him that night, that Dragon Leap Stage monk was very likely to be directly shocked to death by him with a loud shout.

This feeling was very strange, and it also made Jiang Yu wonder, the great Confucian without any cultivation could give birth to such a terrifying divine sense, and he had not learned about this in the ancient books. In fact, Jiang Yuan often exudes a heroic righteousness, and his divine sense is extremely keen, even if he has not set foot in the cultivation realm, he also finds that Jiang Yu is in the realm of the foundation building stage, which is very extraordinary.

"...... are you" Jiang Yu gradually felt uneasy, although he had not been with this old man with the same surname for a long time, but the old man had the grace of guidance, which helped him a lot in the cultivation of the first realm of the foundation building period, and solved the confusion in his heart. It is very likely that the old man will be punished by the King of Qin for the unfavorable situation of the war, and listening to his tone, it seems that something bad is about to happen.

"In the past, this territory was originally a country of Yan and Huang, and it prospered under the rule of the three emperors and five emperors of the primeval times, but it eventually fell apart due to people's selfish desires. Now the king of Qin wants to unify again and call him the emperor, but unfortunately he has no ancestors' merits and no ancestors' virtues, and will only miser all sentient beings. ”

Jiang Yu's heart was shocked, the old man mentioned the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and King Qin wanted to follow suit and call the Emperor Dao Emperor again, what is the secret in this?

Those who have no merit are called emperors, and those who are not virtuous are emperors. This is at the bottom of the giant pool, there is a demon ancestor engraved on the gate of the heavenly palace, although there are nearly 100,000 years, but the ancient years are two hundred to five million years away, much longer than this. There must be a shocking secret buried in the long river.

The old man said frankly that the three emperors and the five emperors did not call the emperor emperor in their lifetime, and they were all honored by later generations to commemorate their supreme merits. The emperor and the emperor, if not traced to man, themselves refer to heaven and earth, meaning the lord of all things.

Jiang Yu looked at Jiang Yuan with some concern, the old man saw it very clearly, and urged him to leave quickly, don't be entangled in the mundane things here, if you can confirm that the place where the surname Jiang gathers is his destination, it would be great.

"It's good that you didn't strike hard when those soldiers came at you. At the time of parting, the old man showed a rare smile, as if relieved, everything will come to an end tonight, and he has nothing to let go.

Jiang Yu was a little surprised, but he didn't expect the old man to take such good care of him along the way because he didn't hurt the dozens of soldiers. As far as he is concerned, as long as the people in the mortal world have not gone too far and have no reason to let him take action, the difference between a monk and a mortal is like the difference between an immortal and a monk, which cannot be made up.

With the old man's warrant, Jiang Yu easily left the capital, he stood on the top of a mountain, moving with his eyes, carefully watching the movements of the palace in the city. The old man didn't say it explicitly, but there were some things that Jiang Yu could still understand. If you only tell him the whereabouts of the place where the surname Jiang gathered, you don't need to follow him back to the capital, since he let him accompany him all the way, he naturally understands the deep meaning.

Half an hour later, the palace of the Qin Dynasty was filled with shocking fires, and panicked voices continued to sound. Jiang Yu saw it very clearly, some people were running back and forth to put out the fire, some people fled outside the palace in a panic, and there were also large groups of soldiers hurrying to King Qin's bedroom.

"Jiang Yuan is a traitor, he dares to assassinate this king, the crime cannot be punished!" A domineering voice full of anger sounded, and then, the fire was magnificent, like a volcanic crater erupting, endless smoke and dust swept the sky, a true dragon's qi fell from the nine heavens, and the king of Qin held a sword, standing in the sky like a god, and angrily reprimanded a majestic figure in the palace.

King Qin's strength was at least in the feather stage, otherwise it would be impossible to stand tall in the sky. His dragon eyes widened angrily, a true dragon sword trembled, and the golden light permeated, dyeing him into a brilliant golden man, sacred and inviolable.

Jiang Yu was faintly worried, the old man Jiang Yuan was just a great Confucian, and he didn't have any cultivation at all, how could he be able to defeat the King of Qin, who had already entered the feathering period, and he would probably turn into ashes under a sword, and his form and spirit would be destroyed.

"Drink!" the old man snorted and did not answer King Qin, his actions had already shown everything. At this moment, he was like a dead man about to decay, his face was pale, but there was a majestic righteousness around him, his eyes were extremely clear, and his mouth was full of heavenly sounds.

"Those who have no merit are called emperors, and those who are not virtuous are emperors!" As soon as the cross came out, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the aura of the whole body turned into nothingness of mindfulness, rolling up the stars. In the sky, the starlight was blazing like a scorching sun, and each one seemed to be exerting its last residual heat, and one by one it converged into a galaxy, smashing the powerful King Qin down with a blow in the void and falling into the dust.

Heaven and earth sank, the palace was reduced to ruins, every inch was shattered to ashes, and everything was gone. Jiang Yu felt a pain in his heart, he couldn't fully understand the old man's motives, just for the sake of King Qin's unification of this territory, he would kill him even if he wanted to die, was it all worth it?

"Old horseman, this king's great deeds have been ruined by you!" An extremely unwilling roar came, and King Qin was covered in bloodstains, and he suffered fatal injuries on his body, and he didn't have long to live. He found the old man Jiang Yuan dying in the ruins, and he was so angry that he slashed down with a sword, cutting hundreds of swords below the old man's head, as if he was Ling Chi.

"It's worth it!" It was like the old man's last words, and it was like answering Jiang Yu's question, and then, the great Confucian of the Qin Dynasty closed his eyes forever with a smile, leaving only the King of Qin, who was all lost, and finally split the old man's head into ashes with a sword, and his body fell weakly after being beaten into nothingness.

Jiang Yu's mood was very complicated, and he slowly left this place, the minds of people in the mortal world were too complicated, in addition to the people who were as cunning and greedy as monks, there were also some saints who worked hard for some obsessions, not saints in the cultivation realm, but people who went forward and succeeded for the great virtue, great world, and great benevolence in their hearts.

The place where the surname Jiang gathered was far away from here, Jiang Yu was not in a hurry, and along the way, he was feeling and digesting the words of the old man Jiang Yuan to him. According to the original idea, he needs to temper the foundation into a perfect form first, and then carry out the refining of wisdom and heart, and now the old man has opened a new door for him, and the foundation, wisdom and heart can be cultivated at the same time, and because of the experience during this time, he has an extraordinary understanding of the wisdom and heart, as long as he is willing, he can hit the dragon leap period at any time when the foundation is built to a perfect form, because the wisdom and heart building have far surpassed the ordinary monks.

More than a month later, Jiang Yu crossed a long distance and finally began to approach the place where the surname Jiang gathered, which was called Jiang Town, and Jiang Yu guessed that the old man was very likely to have come out of here.

There are thousands of people living in Jiang Town, it is hard to imagine that almost most of the people here are surnamed Jiang, there are almost no powerful monks in the town, and the most powerful one Jiang Yu has encountered along the way is only a monk in the middle stage of foundation building.

After asking many people here, Jiang Yu didn't get the answer he wanted, the truth may be sinking here, and he will fall into an endless search for it.

"There shouldn't be any people living in that desolate place in Jiang Town, right?" Jiang Yu asked as he stopped a passerby. In the past few days, he was hostile to the people of Jiang Town because he strayed into some places, and almost turned his face against him, but fortunately, Jiang Yu's patient explanation did not cause trouble, otherwise he would probably be expelled from the town.

"There was a family living in that wasteland, but the old man's child had died in an accident a few years earlier. Jiang Yu's heart moved, this is the last place he has not been to, maybe the truth is here.

Desolate place, scattered with pieces of dilapidated rotten wood, at the end, there is a small thatched hut that has experienced wind and rain, old and simple, as if a gust of wind can be set off and dispersed, in front of the thatched hut sat an old man, sixty years old, a little muddy, his eyes were cloudy, staring into the distance blankly, even Jiang Yu did not notice it when he walked closer.