I Broke Through Again

   Chapter 216

   "Fat Tiger, what are you looking at?" Zhao Huaizhong asked leisurely.

Roar!

   responded with a roar of a tiger, with anxiety and urgency.

   Zhao Huaizhong also took out the map of the shrine.

   At this time, the scene changes greatly in the shoji map.

  The mountains and rivers in the picture are undulating and the land is vast. There are tens of thousands of demon clans, which are sealed in the space in the picture, like a demon country.

  From the outside of the picture, countless demon clans have shrunk and survived in the picture, and even built a demon village on the mountain.

   Where did these monsters in the picture come from?

   Previously, the demons were scattered all over the world, hiding in the human race, tempting to devour the souls of human beings, occupying their fleshly bodies to hide and dormant.

  After Qin destroyed Zhao, Ye Yufu launched a clean-up campaign against Zhao Jing, and there were not a few monsters captured.

  The Lord of Great Qin then sealed these monsters in the Shejitu, and raised them as a 'grain reserve'.

   The fat tiger was roaring constantly at this time, because it was time to cook again.

   Outside the Xianyang Palace, Mu Qingkong, Xia Xin, Mu Qianshui, and Ji Gan followed the servants into the palace, and they saw Zhao Huaizhong feeding the fat tiger.

   Take a closer look at those demon clans, most of them are in human shape, but all have demon appearances on their faces, with interlaced textures such as feathers and scales.

  They were held by mana, their size was reduced, and they were thrown into the refining demon map one by one.

   No matter what kind of monster it is, once it falls into the picture, it will be hooked by a wisp of breath from the mouth and nose of the fat tiger, and it will be rolled into the mouth and refined.

  In the picture, the more monsters the fat tiger eats, the thicker the breath on his body.

   There are also characters on and off on the surface of the scroll.

   The more demons refined in this demon refining map, the stronger the power.

   "Your Majesty, it's almost time."

   Mu Qingkong, Xia Xin, Ji Gan, Mu Qianshui, the four bowed.

   They were all wearing Ye Yufu official robes, plain black, but with dark lines on the corners of their shoulders, cuffs, and neckline, and a black bird pattern with wings outstretched on the chest, coiling all the way to the shoulders.

   All four of them are wearing bronze armor waist guards, hanging swords, and the boots on their feet also have special armor pieces.

   Ye Yufu's official robes are solemn and murderous, and majestic and gorgeous.

   The audience will say that the time is up, Zhao Huaizhong stretches out his hand, and the image of the refining demon disappears, turns into a shimmer, and threw himself into the small gourd.

  The Lord of Qin, surrounded by all the generals, left the Xianyang Palace.

   Soon after, he came to a high platform in the square in front of the palace.

  This high platform is used by the monarch to grant the talisman to the generals and soldiers every time they go on an expedition, and sometimes it is also used to make sacrifices to heaven and earth.

   Its shape is like a building, with a pavilion at the top.

   However, this time the Lord of Qin came to the stage, not for the purpose of offering sacrifices or granting military talismans.

   but otherwise arranged.

   The moment he took the stage, Zhen Guoxi also lifted off from the Xianyang Palace, and the purple air was like a column.

"let's start."

   Zhao Huaizhong's gaze swept below, the generals of Ye Yufu, the ministers of Daqin, the three princes and nine ministers were all there, all to watch the fun.

  The core of the lively is Lu Buwei and Han Fei.

  ——

  Jiang Houxi, dressed in a dark blue skirt, stood on top of a huge crane, left the cave where the sect was located, and came all the way to Daqin.

   "How confident are you that the two of us will enter Qin to retrieve the Sword of Immortal Slaying?"

   On the back of the crane not far from Jianghou Stream, there is also an old man in gray robe, with an ordinary shape, but very thin, and his voice is as cold as gold and iron.

  Jiang Houxi stood with his hands behind his back, hunting in his robes, and chuckled when he heard the words, but did not speak.

  The gray-robed old man said again: "I heard that the country of Qin is the most powerful country in human beings today, so the Lord Qin is still a saint of the four realms?"

   Jiang Houxi pursed the corner of his lower lip and said indifferently: "So what?

  My White Crane Sword, can't it hold back a sage of the four realms who was made by the luck of the world? "

  The old man said slowly: "Although my technique of intercepting the teaching is unparalleled, the luck of heaven and earth has increased in recent years, and the technique of non-teaching should not be underestimated.

   But what you said also makes sense, the realm formed by the luck of the world, does not know the sharpness of killing.

   If I intercept the teaching, I can indeed cross the border and kill non-teaching saints. "

  Jiang Houxi smiled: "Before I came out of the cave, the master explained that this time I was born, and I didn't come to Qin to take the initiative. We will just ask for the Sword of Immortal Slaying, and we will not pursue the Qin people."

   While speaking, the mountains and rivers below flew back.

  Jianghouxi rode the white cranes in a menacing manner.

  The two flew all the way into the Qin realm and approached Xianyang.

   Not long after, Jiang Houxi raised his eyes and looked into the distance, suddenly stunned: "What a strong purple air."

  Xianyang direction, the whole city is transpiring.

   A purple air column in the center of the city is connected to the sky.

   As the two of Jianghouxi got closer and closer to Xianyang, the breath flowed under the white crane they were riding, and an old man with fluttering sleeves and white clothes appeared.

  The old man was calm, walking in the air, even faster than the flying crane that Jiang Houxi and the two were riding, and came later.

   When the old man passed by, he looked at Feihe above and showed a friendly smile:

   "Are you going to Xianyang too? Which sage are you?"

   Jiang Houxi frowned slightly, and was about to speak, but the old man below suddenly accelerated: "Don't talk, Zou Yan is chasing so fast, I have to leave first."

  The old man pointed to the sky with one hand and said, "I want to go to Xianyang, it will take a thousand miles in an instant." The figure suddenly disappeared.

   Jiang Houxi and the grey-robed old man behind him looked at each other and were both shocked.

  The two have extraordinary eyesight, and they both saw that the old man communicated the world with words, and in a blink of an eye, they went a hundred miles away and entered Xianyang.

   Just when Jianghouxi and the two were thinking up and down, they found another direction, the Qi of the Five Elements was tumbling, and an old man wearing a silver-gray robe was also flying with big sleeves, walking through the air, and also stretched his fingers to the sky:

   "I want to go to Xianyang, and the stars will move."

  In an instant, the old man also disappeared, almost indistinguishable from the old man in white robe just now, and entered Xianyang.

   Jiang Houxi and the gray-robed old man looked at each other silently.

   The strength of these two old saints that they encountered suddenly... made Jiang Houxi and the two very surprised.

   As the two thoughts flickered, Baihe was approaching Xianyang City.

   Jianghouxi stretched out his hand and flicked, and the white crane hummed softly, suddenly turning into a ray of light, and threw it into a sword.

   Jianguang turned and appeared at the foot of Jianghou Stream.

   It turned out that the white crane was just an artifact spirit sealed in a sword.

   She pinched a magic decision, and the sword light was prosperous under her steps, and a sword wave stood up like a tide.

   Jianghouxi and the old man behind him stood at the top of the sword tide.

   The two of them realized that entering the city with such momentum is not inferior to the methods of the two old men to move the world.

  Jianghou Creek stands in the clouds, looking down.

   Her eyesight is astonishing, she will enter the area of ​​Xianyang, and she will be able to see the changes in the city clearly.

   saw the two old saints who had come one step ahead of her just now, standing in a palace in the center of the city.

   In the middle of the two old saints, there was a straight young man in black robes, with a mountain-like bearing.

   "That is the Lord of Qin, but he has a good appearance!"

  Jiang Houxi was standing in the sky, just about to speak up and ask for the Immortal Sword.

   Then, in the center of Xianyang Palace, a figure wearing a black robe with silver borders slowly rose.

   That figure sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, absorbing the energy of heaven and earth.

   As the figure lifted into the sky, there was also a qi machine that evolved into a bamboo slip, which stretched out to cover the sky and cover the sun, covering a small half of the sky above Xianyang, and the weather was amazing.

   "Lu Xianghao's strength fluctuates."

   "Is Qin Xiang breaking through the realm of saints?"

   "That's right, I have another congenital saint in Daqin."

   Jianghouxi's helix twitched, and he heard the voices of Qin people and ministers who were watching the excitement in Xianyang Palace, talking and talking.

   She and the old man beside her, heart skipped a beat.

   In this short period of time, not only did I see several saints one after another, but each of them was powerful.

   That figure floating in the air was none other than Lu Buwei, the prime minister of the Qin Dynasty.

   He achieved the realm of a saint very early, but he was the only one who became a saint, and he was the only one who groped for it day and night.

   Today is the time when Lu Buwei became a congenital sage.

   And just after he lifted off, another qi machine appeared.

   This time it was Han Fei.

   He also sat cross-legged into the sky, surrounded by the light of the Fajia, with a solemn and majestic look.

  An ancient scroll also appeared behind him, stretched out, the weather was not inferior to that of Lu Buwei, and it also occupied half of the sky.

  In the brief book hanging above the two of them, the ancient sounds of their own avenues can be heard clearly.

   That voice described the practice of saints as understood by the two, and it was the essence of legalism and miscellaneous schools.

  Han Fei became a Legalist sage, and it has been a long time.

   After he entered the Qin Dynasty, he was able to exert his strengths, and he had a deeper understanding of the essentials of Legalism.

   At this moment, he is also accumulating a lot of money. He will not let Lu Buwei specialize in beauty and be promoted to become a congenital sage.

  Two sage breaths, ascending alternately.

   Zhao Huaizhong personally came forward to help them form the battle, and even urged Zhen Guoxi to hang up for the two of them.

   Not only will they be able to break through smoothly, but it will also promote their practice to grow significantly, far exceeding the ordinary two realms of saints.

   On the high platform, Xun Zi, who was beside Zhao Huaizhong, looked at Zou Yan with a beard, "My disciple, today became a congenital saint of the Second Realm.

How does    compare to the disciples you taught by Zou Yan? "

  Zou Yan snorted softly and said in disbelief, "Han Fei is just making use of the fortunes of the Great Qin Dynasty to achieve his own achievements. What can he show? My disciples will catch up with him sooner or later."

   The two old sages were bickering every day, but before their voices fell, they suddenly had a feeling at the same time, and turned to look together.

  In a direction outside the Xianyang Palace, a small bronze tripod with three legs and a round belly was raised.

   Dingbi sacrifices thousands of flowers and herbs, which are full of vitality.

In the    tripod, there is an ancient ancestor, wearing a high crown, with a magnificent weather, sitting cross-legged in the void, and there is also the sound of preaching.

  The figure was talking about the way of farming and the education of farmers.

   The light of the small cauldron that was lifted into the sky circulated, and the breath in the cauldron shot straight into the sky, even better than Lu Buwei and Han Fei.

   Mu Yangjing, who was silent, also chose to break through the two realms of saints today. She joined the fun because she wanted to help me gather the fortune of saints in Daqin and further promote the growth of the national fortune... Zhao Huaizhong glanced at the small cauldron with some amusing.

   Mu Yangjing has benefited from farming. In recent years, he has spread the method of grafting to benefit people's livelihood. In fact, it should have broken through the realm of saints.

   At this moment, she let go of her power, broke through the barrier in an instant, and her aura grew faster than Lu Buwei and Han Fei.

   This also has something to do with the family background. Lu Buwei and Han Fei are not as rich as the Shennong family, so they need Zhao Huaizhong to urge the Zhen Guoxi to help them.

   Mu Yangjing has an ancient sacred artifact such as the Shennong Ding, which is a huge advantage over them.

   After Mu Yangjing, there were actually changes.

   was also in the direction of her, and there was another breath.

   Its fluctuations far exceeded that of a saint, almost comparable to Zhao Huaizhong's last breakthrough.

   Xunzi was surprised: "Who is breaking through?"

   Zhao Huaizhong: "Kirin, I don't know the level of beast cultivation, but if it is equal to the realm of saints, it is entering the four realms from the third realm."

   In the air, Jiang Houxi and the old man beside him were already a little numb.

   The hearts of the two were like waves.

   This time down the mountain, the touch brought to them has turned into a fright.

   Great Qin Xianyang, a city, four saints were promoted at the same time in one day.

   Three of them are two realms, and one goes straight to the four realms!

   And through breath induction, the four breaths are all powerful and terrifying.

   "Are we still going to find that King Qin to get the sword?"

   Behind Jiang Houxi, the old man subconsciously lowered his voice.

   Jiang Houxi found himself in a very embarrassing situation.

   She turned back with a stiff neck: "The Sword of Immortal Slaying... put it with the Qin people first, actually... it's actually nothing."

   "Reasonable."

  The old man: "Let's go back to the mountain gate first, and think about it in the long run."

   "Good." Jiang Houxi replied.

  The two did not enter the city, so they quietly retreated.

   (end of this chapter)