Rumble!

Hot magma is drained out of the crater.

Follow the channel that has been dug long ago, and merge into a deep pit.

A high furnace was erected above the pit, and blades were carried by orderly soldiers and thrown into the furnace.

For hundreds of years of the Warring States period, there are so many blades in the world that it has reached the point of being innumerable.

And the first emperor collected all the soldiers of the world and smelted them, and also had the intention of collecting the world's weapons and cutting off disputes.

The young version of Meng Tian stood on the top of a huge stone pillar, looking down on the entire construction site with extraordinary bearing.

At the other end of the site, twelve deep pits are being excavated.

Countless craftsmen polished the pattern of the deep pit into the pattern of the legendary twelve ancient human race wizards.

And many Qi practitioners are dredged the world's qi veins from farther away, sending the fortunes of the Seven Kingdoms here.

Smelting the twelve golden people is not only the soldiers of the world, but also the qi of the world.

In the sky above the construction site, there are sometimes illusory mountains and rivers and landforms that continue to loom repeatedly.

The noisy human voices, the boiling magma, the hot metal juice in the many huge furnaces, and the fiery smell that permeated the air made Meng Tian take a deep breath.

Holding a spear in his hand, Meng Tian's eyes were like eagles.

With a flick of his hand, the spear in his hand had turned into a streamer, piercing a soldier who was about to throw his 'weapon' into the furnace.

Bang dang!

The blade in the soldier's hand fell to the ground, twisted a few times, and turned into a group of black eyeless poisonous snakes.

This is a kind of yin snake with a yin evil aura in the body that is difficult to dispel.

If the metal juice that is about to cast the twelve golden figures is integrated into this yin and evil aura, the entire pattern will be destroyed.

"Be vigilant and don't let anyone else get involved. Meng Tian was not angry, nor did he reprimand the guards who were in charge of vetting those who had entered the place.

The one who was stabbed to death by him was the Gu Shi of the Chu State, who trained himself into a Gu worm, and then lived on the soldiers of Daqin, who was not obvious in ordinary times, but appeared at critical moments, replacing the original person and controlling his behavior.

This kind of special Gu warrior, Meng Tian had seen on the battlefield before, ordinary guard soldiers, it was not so easy to find out that something was wrong with them.

Even with the speculum lenses provided by the qi practitioners, this is also the case.

It took three full months to smelt the blade.

But that's just the beginning.

When all the metal sap merged into the twelve hollowed-out molds, the surrounding peaks collapsed, and everything was covered up in advance.

The blanks of the Twelve Golden Men have been completed, but this is only the first step.

If you want to take shape completely, you need a long time of cultivation.

Even so, if you want to destroy the Twelve Golden People, it is not so simple.

Meng Tian could first return to Xianyang City and report to Qin Shi Huang.

In the Xianyang Palace, Meng Tian strode forward and met the first emperor in Zhangtai.

The First Emperor sat on it, with the sky above his head and the earth under his feet.

Meng Tian fell to the ground in please.

"Get up!" said the First Emperor's voice.

Meng Tian got up as he said and reported to the First Emperor about the casting of the Twelve Golden Figures.

Qin Shi Huang just listened, without praise or dissatisfaction, as if he was not listening at all.

Just silence.

A kind of repression is quietly born in silence.

But this is really just a means of control.

When you are the superior and have the absolute initiative, the less you can talk to your subordinates, the better. Sometimes, the silence of the opposite side can have some particularly unexpected effects.

What people fear most is always their own hearts.

You don't need to speak, and your mental activity when you are silent will explain everything you want to say to the other person clearly.

Meng Tian saw Qin Shi Huang through the heavy condensing clouds.

And Chu He, as the 'sky' at this time, also saw Qin Shi Huang.

This is the Qin Shi Huang in Meng Tian's memory, and it is also the Qin Shi Huang in his heart.

More tall, heroic, and irresistible than the one Chu He had seen, even to the point of bordering on illusory.

Of course, these are only small differences, the biggest difference is... Qin Shi Huang is not a heavy pupil!

This made Chu He have many associations, but he couldn't grasp the focus.

"Qin Shi Huang's double pupils are not born, perhaps... Xiang Yu's is not either!So what kind of connection does there have between him and Xiang Yu through this double pupil?" Chu He was puzzled.

But that's not the point at the moment.

Chu He was eager to know the follow-up to the development of the Twelve Golden People.

It's a pity that this time it's Meng Tian who tells the story, not him.

He is just an illusory 'heaven', he can guide certain trajectories of the story to achieve the goal, but he cannot directly intervene.

Sometimes, Chu He also wondered if the Emperor of Heaven was also doing such a role.

When the story is no longer told by him, he can guide certain trajectories of things, in some places, to manipulate and intervene in fate, but he cannot really manifest himself in a very violent way, and in a very violent way, everything is defined and turned around.

But reality is clearly not the world of minds, not illusory, there is real matter...

As the master of all existence, the Emperor of Heaven should certainly not just do everything he does in the world of minds.

"Good!" Qin Shi Huang finally spat out a note.

Even with only this one word, Meng Tian's face was still full of joy.

On the high steps, Qin Shi Huang glanced sideways at Zhao Gao, who had been standing honestly by his side.

Zhao Gao immediately shouted at the top of his voice, "Concubine Chuanli!"

One after another, the orders were passed down one by one.

Not long after, a soft sedan chair was lifted out of the deep palace.

And a beauty dressed in a snow-white palace suit, with a plain face facing the sky, but with a charming color, walked down from the soft sedan chair.

When he saw her, Meng Tian's eyes showed a hint of excitement, almost without the slightest concealment.

Chu He, as God, also felt very energetic at this time.

What is the rhythm of this?

Qin Shi Huang personally sent his sister?

Or his own concubine?

Are the generals of the Qin Dynasty treated so well?

But it was clear that Chu He was thinking too much.

After this concubine came, she almost didn't look at Meng Tian, and after greeting the first emperor, she performed a dance for Meng Tian in accordance with the order of the first emperor, and then returned to the deep palace in a soft sedan chair, as if she had never been here, Bai Yan passed through the cold pool and did not take a picture for a moment.

And looking at Concubine Li's distant back, Meng Tian could only release deep regret and unwillingness in his eyes.

turned around, faced with the 'rival in love', he could still only use the most humble attitude and choose to surrender.

"Is this Qin Shi Huang?" For the first time, in Chu He's heart, under Meng Tian's mental depiction, Qin Shi Huang's image became complete and full in Chu He's mind.

He's no longer just the symbol he met in a hurry.

His domineering and generosity, his ruthlessness and tolerance, his profundity and determination, are all vividly displayed at this moment.