"Boom-"

At this moment, the remnant mountain diagram and the useless master scroll appeared at the same time. On Fuchun Mountain, a hurricane blew suddenly.

On the top of Fuchun Mountain, the flag is unfurled, and the hunting sound is in mid-air.

......

"The three worships are over, and the two paintings are combined-" In the cold wind, the middle-aged man shouted again.

"Moo-"

A strange sound rose in the cold wind, as if a sacred cow stepped out of the sky.

A vast breath spreads around Fuchun Mountain.

It's like a sacrificial ritual where people bow their heads to signify submission. This strange roar is the excitement of getting lucky.

Emperor Qin frowned, the true qi in the dantian was immense, and he was ready to retreat with one blow.

......

"Look, the remnants of the mountain are changing—" An elderly martial artist exclaimed, his tone tinged with surprise.

I saw that at this moment, the white mist of the mountains above the remaining mountain map was misty, and the whole picture seemed to come alive all at once.

At this moment, everyone is like being in the mountains, and their vision suddenly expands.

I saw that a thick mountain began to stand on the top of the sky, and the peaks and peaks on the picture converged and were round and thick.

The mounds of earth slowly and upwards are piled up on top of each other, and then turn to the left and slope slowly.

"This is to move Fuchun Mountain into the picture, and to take the world into the painting......" Emperor Qin was shocked, this scene was a little shocking.

The whole picture is constantly changing, as if it is coming from nothing, being born, and evolving.

Emperor Qin closed his eyes in contemplation, and his mind rushed out and fell into the painting.

This time, Emperor Qin felt the imprint of a faint Dao.

Emperor Qin knew that as long as he captured the imprint of the Dao, in his dantian, the [Dao] of the twelve ancient characters of the Taichu would be more condensed.

As long as the shadow of the word [Dao] is solidified, he can condense the second word [device].

"I see!"

After half a ring, Emperor Qin opened his eyes, and there were faint mood swings in his eyes.

In the mind of Emperor Qin, starting from the leftover mountain picture, until the last one slowly flowed, this Fuchun Mountain Residence is not only a painting, but also a person's attitude towards life.

Emperor Qin could feel that Huang Gongwang's pain of losing the country that had been accumulated for 90 years became open-minded after experiencing the ups and downs of the world.

He will get rid of the pain of foreign domination and restore it to the landscape, regardless of the rise and fall of dynasties, just come back to be himself, to be a simple self.

Emperor Qin knew that when Huang Gongwang painted, Zhang Shicheng was fighting the world at that time, and Zhu Yuanzhang was also fighting the world, and the rule of the Yuan Dynasty was already in jeopardy.

His wish was fulfilled, and Huang Gongwang made the pinnacle of painting in his life, and even reached the peak of his painting skills in the end.

"In the last second of entering the Dao, no wonder Fuchun Mountain Jutu can't bear the punishment of heaven and is divided into two!"

Emperor Qin sighed softly, looked at the people on Fuchun Mountain, and said, "This painting, I want it-"

At this moment, Emperor Qin stood with his hands in his hands, quite a master.

"In the Fuchun Mountain Residence Map, there is a further method!" The cloaked man smiled coldly: "This seat is the first to not agree!"

Emperor Qin and the cloaked man spoke, which immediately caused everyone to quarrel, and at the same time, at this time, a man in black made a move.

"Puff-"

In the crowd, people kept dying, and these black-clothed people were like ghosts, shuttling through the crowd, taking away fresh lives.

"Who are you, do you know the number of days?" Qin Huang's eyes flashed and he looked at the cloak.

"Hahaha-"

The cloaked man laughed and said, "What is the number of days, under the way of heaven, the great omen of the netherworld, this is the number of days!"

"Netherworld?"

At this moment, Emperor Qin's expression completely became ugly. Because only he knows how difficult the Netherworld people really are.

Back then, he was stubbornly entangled in the Great Qin Empire, and the Qin Emperor did not expect thousands of years of historical changes, but he still let the Netherworld pass it on.

"The dark sky, the underworld, my underworld is naturally immortal, not like the Great Qin Empire, which collapsed in the hands of our ancestors......"

"Hahaha-"

In the words of the cloak, Emperor Qin received valuable information. Among the former Great Qin ministers, one was a netherworld.

And the culprits of the fall of the Great Qin Empire are Hu Hai, Li Si, and Zhao Gao.

Hu Hai is a member of the royal family, and it is impossible for him to be a person from the netherworld, while Li Si inherits the Daoist system of the Legalist family, and there is a law saint Shangjun, so it is impossible to be a person from the netherworld.

After all the calculations, there is only one Zhao Gao left!

......

Emperor Qin's eyes were indifferent, turning a blind eye to the killing on Fuchun Mountain.

There is a way to seek wealth and danger, since you want to live in Fuchun Mountain, you must bear death.

What's more, he had already warned just now, just a group of people who fell into greed, and they only had Fuchun Mountain Jutu in their eyes.

It was not thought at all that death was just around the corner.

"Even if it's Zhao Gao, I'm afraid that he will also destroy Great Qin. Can a mere netherworld turn the sky upside down?"

In the face of Emperor Qin's ridicule, the cloaked man did not refute.

Because he has learned from the classics how domineering Qin Shi Huang was back then. At that time, the Great Qin Empire was so strong.

The twelve golden people trapped the Hangu Pass, and preserved their strength in the jade seal of the country and the mausoleum of the first emperor.

The first emperor raised the Xianyang Divine City to cut the sky, at that time, above Xianyang, the flag was displayed, and the Great Qin Yingzi Emperor Banner swept the nine days.

Under the order of the First Emperor, the Xianyang Divine City was raised to a height of 99,000 zhang, and the great Qin Ruishi attacked the heavenly court under the command of the Qin generals.

This is what is written in the scriptures, and sometimes the cloak does not believe it. Because such a record is too unbelievable.

"This is not the Great Qin Empire, and you are not Qin Shi Huang, even if the inheritance of the First Emperor falls into your hands, but now you are still too weak. ”

As he spoke, the cloaked man smiled strangely: "If this news comes out, the enemies of the First Emperor will come to the door!"

"I want to see how long the so-called Qin Ting can exist!"

"Hahaha-"

Hearing this, Emperor Qin laughed, and his eyes were electrified: "I am here, Qin Ting is in ——!"

"Enemy, as long as you have the ability, let the horse come, under my sword, there is still blood!"

At this time, Emperor Qin and Cloak were exchanging words, and they were constantly tempting.

At the same time, they are waiting for the killing to continue!

Both of them knew that Fuchun Mountain Residence needed a blood sacrifice in order to get the last thing - Huang Gongwang's pen for the last entry.

As long as you get this pen, the cloak can go further, and the phantom of the Qin Emperor's [Dao] character will be more condensed.

It can be said that for this, the two of them noticed it almost immediately.

"Emperor Qin, you remember today's netherworld, comparable to the Great Qin Empire at that time!"

Facing the self-confident cloaked man, Emperor Qin shook his head. He was a witness to the brilliant prosperity of the Great Qin Empire.

At that time, the Great Qin Empire was so strong that it overwhelmed the hundreds of schools of thought and the careerists of the sects in the world, and they did not dare to show the slightest offense.

Even though the Netherworld has been inherited for thousands of years, it is not comparable to the Great Qin Empire at all.

This is Qin Huang's self-confidence!