Chapter 388: Spread the word [Tickets on Monday]
Chapter 388 Spread the word to the world [Tickets on Monday]
Tuk Tuk!
knocking.
"Xiao Jing, are you in the house?" The voice of the Shennong clan elder was calm and kind.
Mu Yangjing faintly heard the movement in his deep sleep, and the moment he opened his eyes, there was still a little confusion in his pupils.
Tuk Tuk!
"Xiao Jing."
Mu Yangjing was completely awake, and a moment of panic appeared on her delicate face. She rolled over from the couch and sat up, turned her head to look beside her, and suddenly saw Zhao Huaizhong's narrow gaze, which appeared because the quilt slipped after sizing up her sitting up. scene.
Mu Yangjing was shy and annoyed, raised his hands to block both sides of the small gourd.
Zhao Huai pointed his **** outside the door, motioning to keep quiet so as not to be heard by the clan elders.
Mu Yangjing suddenly blushed, twisted his upper body, ducked aside, and kicked Zhao Huaizhong with his foot. She thought for a while, then retracted back into the bed, and even the volume of the mana transmission was deliberately kept low: "Why haven't you left yet?"
Zhao Huaizhong indicated that the sky outside was not fully bright yet.
He separated from Xunzi and Zou Yan last night. It was very late. He didn't return to the palace, and went to Huacaoju instead.
Mu Yangjing's realm did not require daily sleep for a long time. In the dead of night, he leaned on the couch and read a book. As a result, Zhao Huaizhong came to toss in the middle of the night and plunged into her room.
When it was almost dawn, Mu Yangjing fell asleep, Zhao Huaizhong was about to go to court, and an elder from the Shennong tribe came to knock on the door.
"Why did the clan elders come at this time, it was still dark..."
"It's not that you let people inform them that you have mastered the method of entering and exiting the fairyland. There are old people who are thinking about it, and they want to cultivate and become immortals for a lifetime.
You told them that they could enter the fairy world, how attractive would you say to them? "
Mu Yangjing twitched again, and wrapped himself tightly with the quilt: "The elders of the clan came over all night, hurry up and let others see."
"I heard that exercising in the morning is good for the body." Zhao Huaizhong tugged at the quilt.
"no…"
"I have released the mana barrier..."
It wasn't until the sky was bright that Mu Yangjing opened the door and walked out.
As soon as Fang went out, she stopped in amazement.
A row of old men and ladies sat at the door, all looking at Mu Yangjing.
"Why are the ancestors sitting outside the door?"
The mana barrier he put up deliberately blocked even my perception, so that I didn't know beforehand that the clan elders were outside the door, and I ran into them when I went out... Mu Yangjing thought to himself.
"When are you going to the fairyland?"
"You didn't open the door even when I called you. At first, I thought you were not in the house, so I went to look around in Dongtian outside and met Zhuxi (Mu Yangjing's maid) and said you were in the house, so we had to come back and wait.
Why don't you open the door? "
The clan elders stood up neatly and asked with the same voice.
Mu Yang was anxious and wise: "I'm afraid of noise, so I set up a mute wall in the room before going to bed, so I didn't hear it."
This explanation is perfect.
The elders of the clan walked into the house and asked Mu Yangjing as they walked, "With your practice, do you still need to sleep every day? And do you want to sleep until this time?"
The Shennong elder who walked into the room first, his nose twitched as he walked: "What's the smell in your room, it's weird..."
Mu Yangjing almost turned pale with fright. After sniffing, he realized that the smell in the room was coming from a spirit snake chrysanthemum placed on the windowsill.
It was specially placed by Zhao Huaizhong when he left, in order to dilute the real 'peculiar smell' in the room.
Well, the old perpetrator, the process is very familiar, and there is no leakage.
"I will take the elders of the clan to see the fairyland." Mu Yangjing changed the topic.
The clan elders were immediately refreshed, and they all claimed to be good.
Mu Yangjing also has a formation plate connected to Asgard, which can be directly teleported into a new medicine garden in Jiufang Mountain below Asgard.
When people from the Ji family enter the fairyland, they will also appear in the medicine garden, not the fairy palace.
The existence of Asgard is not yet known to everyone.
It is a more reasonable choice to transmit to Jiufang Mountain below the secret realm of Asgard through the power of the array pattern engraved by Asgard.
Shennong's people looked around, shocked in surprise.
"This is the fairy world..."
——
In the morning, the sun is shining.
The monster, Yu Concubine, Baiyao and other two groups of people returned to Xianyang on their front and back feet.
"Your Majesty, after I caught this white wolf in Yinshan, I also found a bronze door underground. That door is a kind of seal and cannot be opened.
I can feel the strong yin behind the door, maybe...connecting to the underworld. said the monster.
The fat tiger took the white wolf out of the demon refining map, and Yu Yu, on the other side, also pushed out the body of the shaman **** who entered the world in the patching sky map.
Lieutenant General Zhao Huai took two figures into his hands.
"Without a complete mind, it is a clone similar to a ghost."
The body of the shaman and the white wolf are struggling and changing in Zhao Huaizhong's hands.
The body of the shaman took a breath, and actually absorbed and swallowed the white wolf beside him, his own qi rose, and it kept getting bigger in Zhao Huaizhong's hands.
But no matter how it changed, it was still firmly held by Zhao Huaizhong.
Its body then turned into an eagle, and then alternated between white wolves, cows, and tigers.
Mu Qianshui couldn't help but said, "In this incarnation of the prairie god, is there a cow?"
"Among the grassland nomads, the cow is regarded as a symbol of life and reproduction, so there is nothing surprising?" Ji Gan said.
Zhao Huaizhong closed his palms, and the shaman's body also shrunk. He was suppressed into a mana light ball, and he put the small gourd into it.
He picked up Baiyao and others to bring it back, and sacrificed to the stone trough with the engraved symbol.
The stone troughs are rectangular in shape, with an ancient texture, and they look like ancient creations left over from the ancient tribes.
I don’t know how long it has been buried in the ground, and some have been damaged. The original symbols carved on it fell off under the impetus of mana, imprinting the void, and a vague scene slowly emerged, as if there were ancient nomadic ancestors, offering sacrifices to the sacred mountain. .
They offered sacrifices with the blood of livestock and dumped them in stone troughs.
The picture flickered and disappeared soon after.
Zhao Huaizhong thought about it: "The two sacred mountains of the Xiongnu, like the ancient altars of Mount Tai, are related to the underworld... In ancient times, herdsmen ancestors could borrow or awaken some kind of power from the underworld through blood sacrifices..."
A long time ago, the connection between the underworld and the human world... was closer than now, and even through simple sacrifices, communication?
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The Huns.
"Your Majesty, the slaves have been screened out, so they will be escorted to the ancestral land of Yinshan, where they will be beheaded and sacrificed?" reported a Hun official Huihui.
Twinkle Man nodded slightly, and the chambermaid withdrew.
He is looking at the map.
The map shows the geography of the steppe and middle-earth.
In the past, there were seven kingdoms in China, including Baiyue and various ethnic groups in the southwest. Now, all these lands belong to Qin.
On the map that Tsang Man was watching, the whole of Middle Earth turned into the black color that the Qin people admired!
On the grassland, a large area was also unified by the Huns at this moment, and only the Yuezhi on the west side remained!
Yuezhi and Donghu, one in the west and one in the east, both flourished for a while.
But now Donghu has been annexed by the Xiongnu.
Tsang Man stared hard at Qin and Yuezhi on the map.
The hall of the king's tent was silent.
Suddenly, a very abrupt voice sounded in Lun Man's ear: "Those slaves don't have to be sent to Yinshan for sacrifice."
"Who?!" Tsang Man was shocked.
Because his father died in a raid by the Qin people in his early years, he has paid special attention to his own safety in recent years, and has done his best.
Over the years, he recruited strange people from all over the grasslands and even the areas further north of the Xiongnu, and formed the Heavenly Wolf Department of the King's House.
The experts gathered in it, and the purpose was to target the Imperial Palace of Qin Ye.
In addition, there are 30,000 elites of the White Wolf Army, and Jun Tangman takes him with him wherever he goes, acts as a guard, and stays with him for a moment.
Protected by layers of protection, Tsangman thought to himself where his king's tent was, and no one in the world could come and go at will.
However, the voice sounded in his ears, very clear and close at hand.
"Come on!"
Tsangman's voice was imprisoned by some force, and the guards outside the king's tent were only a few meters away from him, but they didn't hear his cry.
"Who are you?"
There was no response to that voice, but the next moment, Tsangman felt an irresistible force that surged from the ground beneath his feet and forcefully entered his body.
Twinkle Man's eyes flickered, the sky and the earth changed, as if everything was collapsing.
His whole body trembled violently.
Through the power that entered his body, his consciousness spread endlessly, as if it were all over the grassland in an instant.
At this moment, he felt the birth of all things on the grassland, and 'saw' countless beings multiplying and mating on the boundless grassland, and then new life came, and finally returned to death... and it started again and again, like reincarnation.
The entire grassland, the life and death of countless lives, was witnessed and perceived by him.
He seems to have incarnated into heaven and earth, carrying countless lives.
A long time ago, there was a cataclysm in the world, and there were immortals and demons on the grasslands.
Numerous changes in the spiritual level made Tung Tung Man extremely shocked.
Before he knew it, he burst into tears: "You are the **** of shamans, the ancestor of the grasslands, the source of all life."
The power in 's consciousness acquiesced to Tsangman's guess.
"I... need your assistance to restore my strength as soon as possible. In return, I will let you unify the grasslands, and even let you go south to occupy the rich land of Middle-earth." The voice in the consciousness is a wonderful spiritual fluctuation, which is directly reflected in the The bottom of my heart.
The experience just now, the kind of power that incarnates the world and cuts through the long river of time, no one can evolve out of thin air.
After experiencing it personally, he was very sure that what connected with him was the consciousness of the shaman **** descending.
He respectfully asked: "What should this king do?"
…
In the evening, outside the Xiongnu White Wolf City, tens of thousands of slaves, like cattle and sheep, were driven by the Huns with whips and stood together in fear.
The cold and playful gaze of the Huns gave these slaves a very bad premonition.
The ground where they were located soon overflowed with a chilly aura that spread and covered them all.
The eyebrows of tens of thousands of slaves were forcibly extracted and dragged into the ground.
And then their bodies, flesh, bones.
The whole process was so fast that almost no slaves struggled and screamed.
Tens of thousands of people stood on the wasteland, and they all disappeared after a few breaths, not even a strand of hair remained.
The Huns, who were watching the whole process, couldn't help but feel terrified.
In the court of the Xiongnu, a voice rang out in the ears of Luan Man: "The number is too small."
"The remnants of Donghu to the east and the Yuezhi to the west will have more slaves after they are captured."
Tsangman asked: "Respected **** of shamans, with your strength, can you get rid of the lord of the Qin people?"
"Can…"
The voice of responded calmly and calmly: "But not now."
Consciousness fell silent, and Jun Tangman clenched his hands secretly. He finally had a chance to fight, and even suppressed King Qin's trump card.
——
Time flies.
At the beginning of September, Qin had basically completed the occupation of all the main cities in Baiyue. Immediately, he published a list and spread the word to the world. Qin will make sacrifices to heaven and earth, and the national border has changed.
In Xianyang Palace, Zhao Huaizhong was taking out the bone armor book.
In front of him sat Lu Buwei, Han Fei, Wei Liao, Wang Jian, and other generals including Lian Po who had just returned from the front.
Zhao Huaizhong is going to teach them the array in the bone armor book to see the effect.
Ps: Ask for tickets on MondayThank you
Regarding the title of Emperor Qin, some of the titles of the ministers will be reserved for the 'Great King', and they will be changed to 'The Emperor', which feels a little out of place.
(end of this chapter)