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  Chapter 31 Yingzheng Sacrifice to God

  Tian Xing Jiuge World.

The Great Qin Empire.

  Xianyang.

  Since the king of Qin Yingzheng has built an altar in a big way, declaring that Qin’s destiny is to be returned, there will be gods and saints on the day of sacrifice, and hundreds of families and powers of the six countries have been invited to come and observe.

  Xianyang inside and outside.

  Undercurrent surging.

  Xiang Guofu.

  Lü Buwei officials gathered and discussed.

   "My Lord, what do you want to do?"

  A young official was puzzled: "The king sacrifices to the gods and then sacrifices to the gods. Why do they declare that the gods will be manifested? He also invites a hundred schools of thoughts and the powers of the six nations to observe the ceremony?"

   "If the gods were not manifested, wouldn't it be embarrassing to lose face to grandma's house?"

  "Shame is also the shame of the yellow-mouthed child. The sacrifice to the gods is what he advocates, and the grandfather does not support it. Then the child becomes a joke. Isn't it better to highlight the majesty of the grandfather?"

  The other official said indifferently.

  No matter how you look at it, it is beneficial to them without any harm.

  Even if it would damage the majesty of the Qin State, it would not do any harm.

  The young official shook his head and said: "Although the king is young, he is not a foolish person. In recent years, the king wants to be in power and has been secretly suppressing the master!"

  "He must know that if the gods cannot be manifested, his prestige will inevitably be greatly damaged, and it will be difficult for him to suppress the grandfather. He dares to do this, for fear of relying on something, he must not prevent it!"

   "What can I rely on to worship the gods? I heard that he specially invited the Yin Yang family. I think he definitely wants to use the side door of the Yin Yang family to engage in some deceptive tricks!"

   "How can the powers of the six nations and the hundred schools of thought be so easy to deceive?"

   "The king doesn't actually need to deceive the people of the Hundred Schools and the Six Nations, he only needs to be able to deceive the people!"

   "As long as we can deceive the people, it will be a huge help to his reputation!"

   "That's right!"

  "Then we must not let him succeed!"

"good!"

   "We find someone to observe secretly. If Ying Zheng's pornographic kid wants to use deceptive tricks, we will expose him and make him shame!"

  ……

  Lü Buwei sat in the main seat, watching the discussion among the officials and doormen, but did not express any opinions.

   did not say anything to everyone who wanted to destroy the Yingzheng sacrifice to the gods.

  He obviously defaulted.

   "Okay, time is almost up, we should go!"

  Lu Buwei looked at the sky, stood up and said.

   "Yes, Lord!"

  Everyone followed Lu Buwei to the outside of the city.

  The altar was built in the center of an open plain outside the city, and it was cast from earth, wood, jade and stone, which cost Yingzheng's huge financial and material resources.

  If the sacrifice is unsuccessful this time, he will inevitably be accused of laboring the people and damaging money and ruining the national treasury.

   Around the altar are neat rows of old Qin Jiashi, holding long Ge.

   Magnificent and energetic.

  The black dragon flag fluttered in the wind, and the horns were fluttering.

   mighty.

  Majestic.

  Move like thunder.

  Unmoving like a mountain.

  The periphery of Jiashi is a hundred thousand people inside and outside Xianyang.

  Hundreds of scholars, powers of various countries.

  Hidden among them one after another, spying secretly.

  There are even assassins living in the crowd, waiting for opportunities to assassinate.

  On the top of a mountain not far away.

  A figure shrouded in black robes stood calmly, looking at the tall and majestic altar in the center of the plain with a deep and unpredictable gaze.

  Behind him is a beautiful and charming beauty.

   "Master Donghuang, what exactly does Ying Zheng want to do? Is there really a **** in this world?"

  A cold and moving voice sounded, like a phoenix crowing, soft and refreshing.

   is the first woman standing to the left of the black-robed man.

  The woman is tall, graceful, and black and supple. The three thousand silks fall down like a waterfall, draped behind her, and are decorated with beautiful and luxurious golden black hairpins.

  Her skin is as smooth and delicate as glaze, white and tender as mutton fat and white jade.

  The appearance is like a fairy girl, elegant and mysterious.

  A pair of eyes seems to hide an endless story.

  Deep.

  Charming.

  It seems to be able to **** people's mind into it, making people fascinated and difficult to extricate themselves.

  She is the second person in the Yin Yang family, Concubine Dongjun Yan.

   "Just look at it!"

  The calm voice without the slightest fireworks sounded from the mouth of the Eastern Emperor, who was covered in the black robe.

  His eyes still didn't fluctuate at all, and he looked forward quietly.

  Yin-Yang family is proficient in stargazing and good at deducing the future.

  Fate is impermanent, but it is not impossible to spy.

  Since Yingzheng recites "View Thoughts", the general situation of the world has changed.

  The yin and yang family are proficient in stargazing and can roughly deduce the future trend. Naturally, they discovered that the Qin State or Yingzheng seemed to have undergone some changes that they could not understand.

  And at this time.

  Yingzheng sent a message to them, saying that he would sacrifice to a great true god.

   is not the fictitious or deceptive **** in the legend.

  But the true **** who can manifest.

  The changes in the Qin Kingdom, coupled with the gods mentioned by Ying Zheng, attracted the attention of the Yin-Yang family.

   made Donghuang Taiyi come in person today.

  He has never seen a real god.

   also doesn’t know whether gods exist.

   But since there is a chance.

   Regardless of true or false.

  He wants to see it all.

   "I went to the palace and met with King Qin before, and found that he actually has a master's cultivation level!"

  The beautiful woman standing next to Concubine Yan's red lips lightly opened, and her voice was ethereal.

  She has a rare long purple hair, combed into a beautiful updo, embellished with gorgeous and noble blue hairpins.

  The white as jade face was hung with a veil as white as snow, which just blocked the position of the eyes, adding a bit of special mystery to her.

  She has a graceful figure and a graceful curve.

  The gorgeous light blue dress has a long skirt.

  A pair of slender legs like ivory jade pillars are exposed under the skirt.

  Every move.

  Full of grace.

Elegant.

  She is the Moon God of Yin Yang Family and the younger sister of Concubine Yan.

other places.

  Confucianism, Taoism, Mohism, Farmers...

  Korea, Zhao, Yan, Wei...

  Hundreds of scholars and the forces of the six countries have come one after another.

  Xianyang Palace.

  Ying Zheng wore a black dragon robe, with a sword hanging from his waist, stepped into the exclusive car, and slowly went out of the city with the support of the army.

  Zhao Gao serves the left and right, secretly trapping masters.

  In the carriage behind the car, the startled salamander had already taken off the metal wristbands and fishing nets, and put on a gorgeous long skirt.

  Slim figure, graceful posture.

  The curve is graceful, slender and charming

  Like a magnificent peony.

   Noble.

  Elegant

  The horrified salamander sword is flat on her white and round legs, her temperament is cold, her eyes are like torches.

   glamorous and compelling.

  It's like a rose in full bloom.

beauty.

  Amazing.

lure.

  Not long.

The   Yingzheng motorcade came to the sacrifice site.

  Civil and military officials have already arrived, waiting respectfully.

   Seeing Ying Zheng, they saluted: "Meet the king!"

   "Flat body!"

  Ying Zheng stood on the convoy and raised his empty hand.

  The ceremony is over.

  Ying Zheng got out of the car and stepped onto the altar.

  Emperor Altar, a lot of various tedious ceremonies.

  Yingzheng is not easy to omit.

  Be patient and wait.

   "What the **** is King Qin doing? He is destined, and the gods appear to be saints? What a joke!"

   "Yes, since ancient times, in addition to pretending to be gods and ghosts, which **** has appeared?"

  "The gods are nothing but fiction, they are all fabricated, and only those ignorant people can believe it!"

  Many people from the hundred schools of thoughts and the forces of the six countries can't sit still.

  They have seen many such rituals!

   Which emperor does not hold several times a year.

  They thought that what Ying Zheng said was so awesome, there would be any difference.

  That’s the result?

  ……

  (End of this chapter)