Build Zhutian Taoist Academy, Ying Zheng begged me to let him enroll

Chapter 71: Ying Zheng crowned and sent troops to destroy Han

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Your Majesty, I will never wait for you, I will never wait for you!" Duke Shang knelt down again. This time, he knelt down not only for gratitude, but also for his support.

With a smile on his face, Ying Zheng promoted Ying Cheng and gained the support of Ying's clan members. His throne was unshakable and he improved Ying's status in the court to be able to check and balance Lu Buwei.

Co-opt, check and balance.

Ying Zheng was impressed by the methods in the 'Emperor's Heart Sutra', and felt extremely grateful to Lin Wuya from the bottom of his heart.

Then he walked towards the throne, stared at the Queen Mother Huayang and said, "Prince and Queen Mother, how long are you going to sit here?"

Queen Mother Huayang came back to her senses and asked doubtfully, "Aren't you cultivating immortality? Why are you back?"

Her question was what most people asked, why was he the only one who came back when no other students came back.

Could it be that he was driven back?

Ying Zheng smiled in his heart, waiting for someone to ask this question, so he said loudly: "The dean has granted me that I can study at Tiandao Academy while being the king. He also promised me that I can ask him if I don't understand anything."

Wow.

The ministers were in an uproar, and the dean gave him permission to ask him anything he didn't understand. This sentence held too much weight.

Equivalent to the disciple of the dean of Tiandao Academy.

Immortals are already terrifying, how should the dean of Tiandao Academy be terrifying?
The background is too hard.

Queen Mother Huayang's eyes were stunned, and her body stooped a little unconsciously. Ying Zheng's words were not only meant for her, but also for everyone in the world.

"Well, it's time and luck. I'm tired today. Let's go back to Huayang Palace." The Empress Dowager Huayang felt extremely lonely and left the hall with Mi Ling's support.

From then on, she no longer had the capital to compete with Ying Zheng for the throne.

The dean of Tiandao College supports it. Who in the world has such a strong background, and who can compete with him?

"Grandma Wang, Grandma Wang, wait for me." Cheng Yu chased after him, rolling and crawling.

"Huh!" Ying Zheng grunted and sat back on the throne. He looked at Cheng Yu's back with a cold look in his eyes. If the future Queen Mother Huayang doesn't give up, don't blame him for being cruel.

"Where is Xiangbang?" Ying Zheng's voice was low and powerful.

"I'm here." Lu Buwei stepped forward and replied.

"I want to be crowned." Ying Zheng's words were concise, without any bells and whistles, conveying an unshakable majesty.

Crowning represents pro-government and true control of a country.

He was anxious and wanted to embark on the path to immortality immediately. Within this month, he suffered a blow while studying at Tiandao Academy. Within a month, those guys all opened up the sea of ​​suffering from the mortal realm and embarked on the road of cultivation. In the end, he was the only one who remained a mortal.

He, who had attracted much attention in the past, felt very disappointed. He finally finished a month of study, so he rushed back without stopping.

Lu Buwei was stunned for a while and looked at Zhao Ji on the side.

Zhao Ji nodded helplessly. She could feel that Ying Zheng was different from before. He used to be like a rebellious young man, but now he has become much more mature. His joy and anger are not visible in his appearance. His aura of majesty is so strong that his words cannot be doubted. , quite the style of a king.

Lu Buwei let out a long sigh and thought for a moment that it was time, so he cupped his hands and said, "I obey the order."

Soon after.

The return of Ying Zheng caused shock in Qin and even other countries.

Dean student of Tiandao College!

You have the right to return to school at any time!
For a time, the world was in an uproar.

The Seven Kingdoms are like grasshoppers on a hot pot, anxious to death.

I don't know what to do.

Yongcheng,

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The deafening sound of drums and horns sounded in the old capital of Qin.

"Raise the temple gates to welcome the king!"

Ying Zheng, wearing a gorgeous dress, walked into the ancestral temple with a solemn expression and knelt in front of the tablets of his ancestors, with the surrounding civil and military officials and the imperial army kneeling down.

"Wang Shufa!"

An elder held the crown and placed it on Ying Zheng's hair.

"Greetings to the ancestors!"

Ying Zheng and his ministers knelt down and kowtowed in front of the ancestral temple.

"In the ninth year of King Wei, in the fourth month of his reign, he was already drinking wine. He won the No. 30 title of the Qin Dynasty in the princes' political affairs. He was already crowned and carrying a sword. He was ordered by heaven to inherit Zuo from his ancestors and to serve in the government. It was recorded in the annals of history and was specially reported to Taizu Xianggong. The temple would like to offer sacrifices to it in Tailao, and enjoy it!"

After the etiquette officer finished reciting, Lu Buwei from behind came slowly holding the Wang Sword and the Jade Seal.

His eyes were full of hope and comfort. For a moment, only tears fell. Then he knelt down and said with emotion: "This day has finally come."

He wiped his tears, his eyes became sharp, he held the sword in both hands and shouted loudly:
"Your Majesty, please accept the King's Sword!"

Ying Zheng looked at the wrinkled Lu Buwei and sighed, took the Wang Sword and replied:

"Father Zhong's kindness in upbringing and assistance will be unforgettable for the rest of my life."

Lu Buwei's nose felt sore. He had paid for Ying Zheng and finally received his reward on this day. At the same time, he felt extremely depressed, as if his heart was empty.

The courtiers in the back knelt down one after another and shouted: "The king will live forever, there will be no time for the king!"

At this moment, he completed the crowning ceremony.Ying Zheng held the royal sword in his hand and glanced at the courtiers, the emperor's heart meridian kept turning.

He slowly closed his eyes, and his consciousness slowly left his body and floated upward.

He saw Yongcheng and Xianyang.

Roar! !

A sound of dragon roar woke him up, and he saw a hundred-foot-tall black dragon hovering over Xianyang City.

The black dragon's eyes were closed tightly, and its whole body exuded a dark aura. Its huge dragon body was covered with indestructible scales, and its dancing dragon claws brought about a violent storm.

"The long dragon of luck." Ying Zheng secretly smacked his tongue, Qin was still black, and this black dragon of luck was the condensed luck of Qin.

His consciousness kept getting closer to the black dragon, which roared and seemed to be resisting him.

"I, in the name of King Qin, obey me!"

Ying Zheng shouted violently, the power on his body surged, and his consciousness penetrated the luck barrier and rushed towards the black dragon's head.

Roar! !

The deafening sound echoed in Ying Zheng's mind, as if it was going to knock him out of his wits.

The sound was so loud that Ying Zheng turned pale and sweated all over his body.

Being associated with the Black Dragon of Luck and sharing life and death is not an easy task and requires strong will and perseverance.

Ying Zheng gritted his teeth and gradually integrated his consciousness into the black dragon's head.

Fortunately, the black dragon was still in its infancy and was unconscious. If it had been the Luck Golden Dragon of Tiandao Academy, he would have died long ago.

boom! !

As Ying Zheng's consciousness continued to integrate, and with the blessing of the Emperor's Heart Sutra, a roaring sound erupted from his body.

An extremely wide sea of ​​suffering opened up in his Dantian.

Ying Zheng's face was filled with joy. The opening of the sea of ​​suffering was completed, and he truly entered the ranks of cultivating immortals.

The power coming from the sea of ​​suffering made his power gradually stronger, his consciousness became more tyrannical, and the erosion speed became faster and faster.

After a while.

The black dragon's closed eyes suddenly opened, and two rays of dark light shot out, reflecting the territory of Qin in the eyes.

Ying Zheng's aura continued to surge, and a divine bridge was built in the sea of ​​suffering.

His eyes looked down from a high altitude, and the entire territory of Qin fell into his eyes. The soldiers' shouts of killing, the people's shouts and joy, the merchants' cries, and all the aspects of life came into his eyes.

"Successful!" Ying Zheng was overjoyed. He felt that he was the black dragon, and the black dragon was himself.

Then he looked towards the direction of Tiandao Academy, and vaguely, a tall and boundless figure stared at him. Compared with this tall figure, he was as small as dust.

The tall figure nodded to him.

Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed, his heart was filled with sorrow, tears streaked down his face, leaving traces of crystal clear traces.

It turned out that the dean had been paying attention to him silently.

He wiped away his tears and saluted the majestic figure.

Without the dean, he would not be what he is today. Everything is given by the dean.

His determination to become a great sage became stronger and stronger.

The stalwart figure disappeared, Ying Zheng no longer stayed, and his consciousness returned to his physical body.

"Your Majesty?" Lu Buwei's tone was frustrated, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

The King of Qin just now showed his sharpness, and now the King of Qin is extremely powerful, and his aloof posture makes people feel his supreme majesty.

Moreover, his gaze became extremely firm, and he seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, which made people feel awe.

Ying Zheng came to his senses, drew out his sword and shouted:
"Korean Ji Wuye killed my junior brother Han Fei's entire family, and I want to seek justice for him!"

"Send troops to destroy Han and kill Ji Wuye!"

Lu Buwei's eyes widened. He was thinking too fast. He was crowned one second ago, but now he is going to destroy Han?

But after thinking about it in a blink of an eye, I think it makes sense. The king needs to establish his prestige when he takes office, and South Korea is the best target to establish his prestige.

"Here!" Lu Buwei responded.

Soon after, Qin's army was mobilized one after another and headed straight for South Korea.

Nanyang City.

Wei Zhuang stood next to Han Fei and asked in confusion: "Did you really agree to Ying Zheng to go to Qin and serve as an official for ten years?"

Han Fei smiled and nodded; "He promised to help me get revenge, and I promised to go to Qin to serve as an official for ten years. It's only ten years. It's a good deal."

"." Wei Zhuang was speechless. For a cultivator, ten years are like a fleeting moment. After a moment of silence, he asked, "When are you going?"

Han Fei looked at Wei Zhuang blankly: "Of course it will be when you graduate."

Wei Zhuang breathed a sigh of relief and thought this question was a bit silly. He thought Han Fei was going now.

(End of this chapter)