Traversing the daily life from the Super Seminary

Chapter 522 Great Changes in Songhai
"Take it from heaven and earth, and return it to heaven and earth!"

After listening to Xu Yi's words, Xiaomeng showed a thoughtful look on her face, as if she had gained something.

She was born in Taoism, so she already understood the two forces of yin and yang in the world, the natural rules, and her understanding is extraordinary.

"And counting the time, the current situation of the world has reached a stalemate.

My apprentice Fusu has been dormant for two years, and it's time to clean up the chess game. "

Xu Yi said that in the past two years, he did not stay in Penglai Mountain completely to practice.

He also sneaked back to the land and went to the bitter cold of the border.

At that time, Fusu was fighting against the Northern Huns with Meng Tian in the army, and was studying with Han Xin how to deploy troops.

Xu Yi is very pleased to keep a low profile and strengthen himself in order to have enough strength to face many challenges in the future.

"Then go back. The Taoist struggle between heaven and man has lasted for 300 years, and it's time to end." Xiaomeng said lightly.

Two years of practice, in the true sense of spying on the avenue of heaven and earth, and comprehending the magic method, made her truly reborn.

"Hehe, with your strength, I'm afraid you will bully that Xiaoyaozi to death!" Xu Yi couldn't help teasing.

Then he looked at Shao Si Ming, after two years of silent practice, and some of the willow gods he taught back then.

Shao Siming has truly freed herself from the shackles of yin and yang techniques on her, and even the mana she cultivated has the attribute of life.

Every word and deed, every action, can revive all things, and the vegetation will wither and prosper.

"Shao Shao, what about you? Back in the Central Plains, where are you going?" Xu Yi asked.

"I don't know, in this world, I don't have any relatives anymore.

The only person who is close and familiar is you. "

Shao Siming replied, his tone was very gentle, like a yellow eagle singing, it was really nice!

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Yi felt that the atmosphere was unusual, Xiao Meng looked at Shao Siming with an unattractive expression for some reason.

"Humph……"

……

In Sanghai City, Xu Yi and Shao Siming walked in the city. Compared with two years ago, it seemed that there was not much change.

The only difference is that in the past, more or less Confucian disciples could be seen when walking on the street, but today they didn't find any at all.

This weird situation naturally caught Xu Yi's attention, and with doubts, he arrived outside Little Sage's Village not long after.

Xiaoshengxianzhuang is not the same as in the impression. It used to be a holy place yearned for by scholars all over the world. It is a magnificent scene full of sage atmosphere.

But now in Xu Yi's eyes, Little Sage's Village is full of stale atmosphere, the gate is densely covered with cobwebs, and a few corners are still missing.

Some remaining bloodstains can still be seen vaguely on the ground, as if a fierce battle had taken place here.

"Could it be that the burning of books and burying scholars in history still happened?"

Seeing this, Xu Yi guessed.Then he went to the street with Shao Siming and asked a local insider.

It is said that the empire found evidence of the collusion between Confucianism and Mohism.

There is also a Confucian scripture pavilion that houses the classics of the past six countries, which seems to have the heart of restoration.

Qin Shihuang Yingzheng was naturally furious. He unified the world's writing, and naturally hoped that the thinking of the entire world would be dominated by Qin.

Instead of letting the remaining parties of the six countries wait for an opportunity to revive.

Just when Yingzheng was about to burn the Confucian scriptures, kill the group of Confucian scholars who did not do practical things all day long, and kill chickens to make an example to monkeys.

The eldest son Fusu privately returned to Xianyang from the border to plead with Yingzheng.

Narrating "burning books and burying Confucianism" is harmful to the peace of heaven and unfavorable to the common people in the world, and will cause public resentment and riots.

Although the final result did not reach the tragic level of "burning books and burying Confucianism", Xiaoshengxianzhuang, a Confucian holy place, was still sealed up by the empire.

The sage classics of Confucianism that had been sealed for hundreds of years were also removed by the imperial army, and all Confucian disciples were dismissed from the four corners of the empire and distributed to the frontiers.

As for the Confucian master Fu Nian, the second master Yan Lu, as the current successor of Confucianism, vowed to coexist with Confucianism.

The little sage village was sealed, and they also martyred the sage with their own lives, and lived and died with him.

"Is that so!"

Hearing this, Xu Yi couldn't help sighing, and then he and Shao Siming came to Xiaoshengxian Village again.

Looking at the dilapidated Confucian holy land in front of him, Xu Yi slightly bowed his hands, and it was regarded as an end to the cause and effect of being here.

"Yingzheng, even though you know fate, did you still succumb to it in the end?"

Xu Yi said softly to himself that when he first came to this world, his original intention was to help Yingzheng gain this world in a real sense and reverse the fate of the Qin Dynasty, so he showed Yingzheng the history of the death of the Great Qin II.

Although he finally gave up Yingzheng, after all, he was the first emperor who swept the Liuhe, not an ordinary person, with an extremely firm mind and a deep city.

How could he really listen to his opinion and build his own world into what Xu Yi wanted.

But no matter what, in this world, apart from himself, only Ying Zheng knows the history and the future destiny.

But today, the future is still on the established track, and the wheels of history are still running over mercilessly, without any change.

"Go to the border, everything should be over!"

Xu Yi said, and then left Sanghai with Shao Siming, just like when he came, no one knew when they left?

……

Xianyang City, the Imperial Palace.

Ying Zheng stood in front of the throne, wearing a black dragon-pattern gown, with an imperial crown on his head, holding a heavenly question on his waist, and looked at the sky outside the palace, far and deep.

Compared with two years ago, Ying Zheng doesn't seem to have changed much.

It's just that the eyes showed a gloomy and haggard from time to time.

He was sick, but as the emperor, he was still a human being.

As a human being, we cannot escape birth, old age, sickness, death, and the cycle of six realms.

I don't know when I found out that I was sick.

This disease is a life, a short but glorious life.

He couldn't let anyone know that he was sick and close to death.

He is the First Emperor, and Ying Zheng knew that as long as he fell, the Great Qin Empire he worked so hard to build, this majestic edifice, would collapse instantly with lightning speed.

As the builder of the building, he knows better than anyone how fragile this seemingly impregnable building is, because its stability is all tied to one person.

Suddenly there was a melodious sound of music playing in the air, which can make people's restless heart feel inexplicably quiet, and a relaxed state of mind arises.

A woman slowly walked towards the entrance of the palace hall. From a distance, this woman looked like a fairy who came from the sky and could not eat fireworks in the world.

She was dressed in a light-colored red dress with a long thin skirt, and a mysterious veil covering her stunning face, full of holy and elegant atmosphere.

The person who came was the Luna of the Yin Yang family, and the Luna glanced plainly at Ying Zheng standing in front of the throne.

Does not contain any emotions, it seems that everything in this world is understood by him, and he speaks slowly:
"Meet Your Majesty the Emperor!"

"You don't need to be too polite, Your Excellency Moon God, but I have brought good news to you."

When Ying Zheng spoke, his voice was calm, and his eyes were full of majesty, making it hard to look directly at.

At this moment, he seemed to have turned back into the first emperor who swept the six kingdoms and unified the world.

"Your Majesty, Lord Yunzhong has refined the medicine of longevity, and the Moon God has come here to inform His Majesty."

"Longevity medicine!"

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