Qindu Xianyang.

Even when the sunset is shining, the street is still full of traffic, and the tourists are weaving, a prosperous scene.

But in the place where the official mansions in Nancheng should be quiet and peaceful, there is a completely different tense and depressing atmosphere.

It was supposed to be the return of officials on duty, and the long clean street with endless cars and horses was now empty. Occasionally, there were a few people in the courtyard of the high gate, looking in front of the door, and they all quickly retracted their heads. In the endless courtyard, several ruins and broken walls seem to have undergone a catastrophe, which looks shocking. There was a faint chaotic and violent wave in the air, surging and colliding, stirring up ripples on the protective array of nearby officials' homes from time to time.

In a courtyard where half of the courtyard wall collapsed, and an attic mansion collapsed, a little girl in a red dress was looking at the dilapidated courtyard and wiping her tears, while beside her, a young man of fifteen or sixteen was pacing back and forth angrily.

"Okay Momiji, don't cry! Find someone to clean up the yard first!" The young man, who was already resentful, was even more upset by the crying of the little girl in the red dress, and after leaving a sentence, he rushed out of the yard angrily.

"Okay, Second Young Master. The little girl only had time to answer, and the young man's figure had disappeared at the courtyard gate. Calm was restored in the courtyard again, and only a poor little girl remained, looking worriedly in the direction of the palace. "I don't know what happened to the old master and the young master......

In the magnificent and solemn Great Qin Palace, the aura condensed into clouds and mist, but it set off this palace with gold patterns on a black background as the main color to be more solemn. At this time, although it has reached dusk, but at this moment, the four seas are in one hall, but it is overcrowded, comparable to the great dynasty of Great Qin once every ten years!

"Alas, this is a trouble!" Standing in the center of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military affairs on both sides, Xiang Quai, who was miserably onlookers, quietly raised his eyes to look at the tall and thin figure standing in front of him, and then looked at the empty throne above and the figure on the right side of the throne that could not see clearly at all, sighed involuntarily in his heart, and sank his mind into the deepest part of his own sea of knowledge.

The sea of turbulent qi is endless, and in the midst of this magnificent sea of purple qi, a black shadow stands in the center, even if the waves are turbulent, it will not move, but it is a majestic primeval god elephant lying in the sea and sleeping!

In this Yuncang realm, the initial refining of the martial artist condenses the power of qi and blood, which is divided into ten grades, and the power of one ox is one grade. When you reach the power of the ten products and ten oxen, you can condense the ten oxen, turn into an ancient god, break through the purple mansion to open up the sea of qi, and be promoted to the realm of the sea. In the realm of the sea opening, the ancient gods and elephants inhale (prevent harmony) essence and absorb their turbid qi, and then exhale the essence and pure true yuan, and give birth to the dragon of essence between one breath and one breath, after the ten elephants and ten dragons, the gods and elephants are united into the Dao base and stand in the sea of qi, and the essence of the dragon spews out the essence and nourishes the Dao base, which is the Yun Dao realm.

And now, looking at the primeval gods in the sea of Xiang Quai's illness, the pupils revealed between the accidental opening and closing of his eyes are full of pupils, and it can be seen that the primeval gods of Xiang Quai's current are the unity of the ten elephants, and they are about to turn into the foundation of the sea and enter the realm of the Dao.

At this time, Xiang Quai's illness didn't care about the ancient god in the sea of consciousness. All of his attention was on the yellow ball of light that was hovering above the primeval idol.

The starlight in the ball of light is shining and extinguishing, and from time to time there is a Dao starlight, and wisps of Xuanhuang Qi fall, refining and nurturing the ancient gods that are ten in one.

And in this ball of light, a scroll rises and falls. The four big characters on the scroll, "Romance of the Gods", shine brightly.

With a slight movement of his senses, the scroll slowly opened, revealing a bookmark sandwiched between the pages. The bookmark is the appearance of an emperor's list, and three seals are written on the back: "Fengshen List!"

Ignoring the three words of the god list on the back, Xiang Quzhi paid attention to the positive list:

Luck: 39,760,000

Exchange Physique: The power of joists to change columns

Exchange Star Destiny: Break the Star Destiny

Exchange for divine weapons: gold holding reed spear, silver halberd with painting rod, double pestle for demon subduing, and double axe for gold

Practice: The Twelve Heavenly Warriors

Cultivating martial arts: Electrifying the world gun, breaking the military halberd, crossing the misfortune and descending the demon pestle, and wishing Rong to cut off Yue

Exchange Mount: Golden-Eyed Beast

Exchange for magic weapons: Iron Beak Condor Gourd

Redeem Dao Technique: Soul Draining White Light

Dao Soldier: Raven Soldier

Transformation supernatural powers: soul-sucking Dao sound, condor beckoning

Looking at the list on the bookmark, full of confidence in his heart, Xiang Qu withdrew from Zhihai with a sick mind, and saw the handsome face comparable to the ordinary Ding Peng reflected on the light jade stone bricks on the ground, and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

Although none of the civil and military forces of this Manchu Dynasty are lower than the Condensation Realm, although he is just looking to reach the consummation of the Bihai Realm, and he has not even touched the little shrimp in the Yundao Realm, but he has enough confidence to protect himself and the stinky and hard old guy in front of him!

"Xiang Quai, what are you laughing at?!Do you know that everything today is caused by you!" A majestic voice came from the right side of the throne, and in an instant, the eyes of the Manchu Dynasty and the civil and military forces were focused on Xiang Quai's body. The tall and thin figure standing in front of Xiang Qu's body also turned his head and looked over with dissatisfaction, with anger and worry on his cold face.

The eyes of the Manchu Dynasty civil and military Xiang Xiang did not care. Even the crown prince who was the regent next to the throne was not afraid of Xiang Qu's illness. The only person Xiang Qu cared about was his own father in front of him, the captain of Da Qintun, Xiang Chong.

In the eighteen years since he came to this world, although he has the memories of his past life, the bits and pieces of the eighteen years still allow Xiang Quzhi to feel the fatherly love that is full of overflowing under Xiang Chong's serious face!

Although this old guy has a bad temper, a violent temperament, is strict, can't speak, and has an ugly smile, Xiang Quzhi knows that he is a good father!

Just like this time, seeing that Xiang Quai, a genius who was very famous in the entire Qin capital Xianyang, was about to retreat and condense the Dao Foundation and step into the Yun Dao realm, someone conspired to design and took advantage of the opportunity for Xiang to go to the hospital to buy the maid red leaves and sent in a dehydration yin thunder to blow up his courtyard. Although Xiang Qu was unscathed in advance, Xiang Chong still went crazy!

Honest people are the most terrible to go crazy. On weekdays, Xiang Chong is selfless and enforces the law fairly, but this time, Xiang Chong, who blew up Mao, was like a mad dog, with fifty personal guards, along Nancheng Street, he broke the mansions of seven or eight Daqin officials in a row, and smashed the gatehouses of several second-generation families that could be involved in this matter, as well as the most incompatible with Xiang Quai's illness on weekdays!

It was precisely because of Xiang Chong's bad methods that the adults of Daqin had to drive into the palace again before they could take a breath at home just after they had just left the court. Of course, many people do not feel that it is hard, but they are full of interest to see the excitement! Otherwise, this hall will not be overcrowded, and there will be more people than the court meeting two hours ago!

However, Xiang Qu's illness was not nervous, and on the way to the palace, he had already seen it on the list of gods.

Entering the palace to discuss the crime: increase the luck of 5,320

Absconding in fear of crime: 26,048 losses of luck

Now that the prince asked, Xiang Qu's heart was condensed.

Bow your head and confess your guilt: Eight thousand four hundred and sixty-two of your luck will be lost

Strong words to justify: five hundred and sixty-six losses of luck

Tell about grievances: increase your luck by 1,280

Swear allegiance: Increases luck by two hundred and thirty-three

......

There's a score!

"Your Highness, although this incident started because of me, I am just a victim! The minister only hopes to work hard to cultivate, open up territory for my Great Qin, and win glory for my Xiang family, but there are always Diao people who want to harm me!" Hearing the prince's question, Xiang Quzhi raised his head and squeezed out a look of grievance. Looking at the surrounding court bigwigs who were full of interest, gloating, full of interest, and excited, and whispered to see the lively court, Xiang Quzhi really couldn't feel the majesty and solemnity of the Great Qin Dynasty, and his tone couldn't help but drift a little.

Listening to Xiang Qu's words, Xiang Chong glared angrily. If it weren't for the lack of length of the mustache on his lips, he would have been able to fly!

Regarding Xiang Qu's frivolity, the prince above didn't mind. Although this incident was lively and did not have a good impact, it was not a major event that endangered the country's capital. "You're a victim, what are you laughing at?!"

The grievances on his face were swept away, and Xiang Quai, "Returning to Your Highness, the minister smiled at the blessing of His Majesty and His Royal Highness, and was able to survive unscathed under the cloudy thunder." Moreover, Chen Yundao is about to be able to better contribute to my Daqin, and he will naturally be happy in his heart!"

After speaking, watching his luck increase, Xiang Quai's heart was relieved. Although he couldn't see the prince's expression, he knew that their old Xiang family and son were stable.

"Shechen!"

Hearing Xiang Qu's words, Xiang Chong almost covered his face. And the laughter of "Shechen" in the crowd made him have the urge to blow up again. He Xiang Chong has always been diligent and clumsy, but he didn't expect his son to be able to say such things without blushing and panting!

Xiang Chong turned his head and glared angrily, and found that the person who spoke out was Zhang Song, the counselor who had smashed the door building by him, and immediately snorted coldly.

Xiang Chong found the person who made the sound, and Xiang Qu also saw it. This Zhang Song's youngest son, Zhang Ze, is also a well-known genius in Xianyang City, and he is incompatible with his illness. This time, Zhang Ze is not a small suspect.

scolded him: Lost luck by one hundred and eleven

Beat him: Lose two thousand three hundred and thirty-three

Scare him: Increase luck by six hundred and sixty-six

Scare him, scare him: increase luck by nine hundred and ninety-nine

Scold him, scare him, scold him: increase luck by 1,999

Of course, you have to scold him, scold him, scold him!

With a look of abruptness, Xiang Quzhi sneered: "It turned out to be Dr. Zhang of the Zhang family in Shuzhong, no wonder no one is willing to serve the country and be loyal." It's in line with your Zhang family's purpose of only putting the family first!"

"Nonsense!" Xiang Quai's words made Zhang Song, who was originally sneering, furious. His Zhang family was originally an important minister of Shu, and when the Qin Emperor attacked Shu, he betrayed his family and surrendered to him, although he won the official title in Great Qin, but he also left a reputation for disloyalty. It is precisely because of this that Xiang Qu's words are particularly harsh to his ears.

Zhang Song turned his head and bowed to the crown prince, almost bursting into tears, "Your Highness, my Zhang family has been loyal since I entered the Great Qin......

"What I said is true, I dare to swear by the heart of the Dao, do you dare?!" Xiang Quzhi is not used to him at all, anyway, the golden finger has said it, and if you scare him, you will have luck, so don't stop!

"Okay!" the prince spoke, without the slightest emotion, let alone an exaggerated special effect of holy light, but in the hearts of the civil and military officials present, it seemed like a cold wind was blowing.