Dai Qin: Start Taking The Seven-Star Lamp For Thuy Hoang's Eternal Life!

At the Great Ceremony, the great teacher was assassinated, unconscious, and the group of doctors were helpless.

The news soon spread to Xianyang.

When Ying Zheng heard the news, he stood up and smashed the bamboo slip in his hand

towards Zhang Han!"What are you all doing to eat?"

"After sending so many shadow guards and forbidden troops to protect the national division, how can this kind of thing happen?!! Zhang Han, you don't want your head anymore?!

"

Zhang Han, who was kneeling on the ground, lowered his body when he heard this.

"It's the last general's dereliction of duty! When the last general catches the assassin, he will apologize with his head!" Ying

Zheng had no intention of taking care of Zhang Han's head.

"Quick, transport the national teacher back to the Xianyang Palace, I will take care of it myself!"

"No. "

Soon...... Qin Mu was "transported" back to Xianyang.

The sons and hundreds of heroes in the view are not so lucky.

No one can go.

At this juncture, anyone is tantamount to admitting guilt!

Ying Zheng is such a great teacher, admitting guilt is equivalent to death.

No one can afford to take this responsibility.

......

Inside the Hall of Sunrise.

There are only two people, Qin Mu and Ying Zheng.

Qin Mu was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and Ying Zheng sat on the edge of the bed looking at him with a serious expression.

Then, Qin Mu slowly opened his eyes.

Ying Zheng was overjoyed: "The national teacher is awake?!, come to ......

" Before the word "person"

could be spoken, Qin Mu grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly.

"Does the national teacher have something to say?" Qin

Mu nodded with a clear gaze, and said without any sickness on his face: "Your Majesty Xie cares, and the poor road is fine."

"It's okay?"

Ying Zheng frowned tightly, trying to figure out the meaning of Qin Mu's two words.

"Let Your Majesty worry, it is true that Poor Dao was assassinated during his preaching, and it is also true that Poor Dao has nothing to do with cash, Your Majesty treats him well, in front of His Majesty, Poor Dao does not dare to deceive. "

I don't have any suspicions, I just want to know how the national teacher avoided assassination.

Qin Mu smiled lightly, and then took matters into his own hands, ripping off his clothes, revealing the skin on his chest.

A black, purple wound was particularly eye-catching.

"This ......" Ying Zheng was puzzled.

It looks like such a serious injury, why can't the doctor say that he can't find it?!

" The other party is coming for Poor Dao, before the Dao ceremony, Poor Dao calculated that there would be such a thing yesterday, so he can save his life in the assassination.

"If the poor road is not injured, or even retreats with his whole body, then the other party will definitely not give up, and it is bound to make a comeback.

"So you're slightly injured and pretending to be seriously injured?"

Ying Zheng seemed to understand.

Qin Mu nodded.

Of course, these were just excuses he made.

Said it to Brother Zheng.

The actual situation is ......

The quenched silver needle of this assassination pierced the place where he was depressed during the foundation building period!!

on the way back to Xianyang, Qin Mu, who pretended to be unconscious, was feeling the changes in his body.

After the toxin spread, the pain of the whole person came from the blood, forcing Qin Mu to break the stagnant blood pulse ......

Then the whole person instantly seemed to be reborn.

He knows.

This change is due to the fact that the bottleneck of the foundation building period has been broken.

He's ...... now. It's

the Jindan period!!The

body of the Jindan stage no longer needs the reincarnation of mortal grains.

To put it bluntly, there is no need to eat, drink, or Lazar.

Thinking of this, Qin Mu's heart was still a little happy.

I really have to thank the assassin who killed a thousand knives.

Thank you to his family and eight generations of ancestors.

The foundation building period, which was originally clueless, was broken almost instantly.

"In that case, I must also arrest the assassin back, interrogate him strictly, and find out the main messenger. "

Ying Zheng has made up his mind, and no one can change it.

Of course, Qin Mu was also very happy to know who this thing was.

However, even if he didn't check, Qin Mu could guess it.

First of all, it is impossible for the representatives of the hundred schools of thought present to do it at this time.

Because it is easy to be exposed, it will also be included in the object of suspicion, which means that there is no way to hide, so even if he has an enmity with Qin Mu like the Star Soul, he will not plot against him on this occasion.

So the object is someone else.

For example, the 100 schools of thought who were not invited to the conference.

For example, the public loser who has always been at odds with the Mo family.

For example, the other halls of the farmhouse...... Especially those who have a bad relationship with Tian Yan.

Another example is ......

Qin Mu didn't bother to think about it.

If you think too much, it's a spoiler.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern.

Qin Mu said politely, "Your Majesty, please don't blame General Zhang Han for the assassination of Poor Dao, it has nothing to do with him."

"Zhang Han was derelict in protecting the national teacher, and he should have been punished heavily, since the national teacher interceded for him, then wait until the assassin was caught, and let him come to the door to find the national teacher in person to confess the crime."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace.

Qin Mu said politely again.

Ying Zheng's face was a little lighter, and he seemed to be very useful.

......

And at this time, in the backyard of the Qilin Palace, Fusu was alone in the grass grabbing.

I finally found the very small grave that Qin Mu left that night!

I saw that the small grave had been broken into small stones.

It's almost the same as the grave I saw in Weishui Manor that day!

"It was blown up too?"

Fusu was puzzled in his heart, remembering Qin Mu's words, don't tell others...... The reason for this, he will know ...... later

But Fusu's heart was as uncomfortable as a cat's claw.

What does this thing have to do with the assassination of the

teacher? Will

the teacher die after all?

Thinking about it, Fusu couldn't help but step forward and squat in a pile of rubble to find clues.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Fusu, what are you doing. The

tone of the voice was not a question.

It's the kind of questioning that has already given a clear insight into your behavior.

Fusu was frightened, and the movements of his hands stopped suddenly.

It's the teacher's voice.

"On the first day of your apprenticeship, you began to disobey your teacher?"

Fusu lowered his head, stood up, and slowly turned around, his nervous palms sweating.

"I'm sorry teacher...... I'm just concerned about whether you're okay or not.

"You want me to be okay?"

"No, it's not.

Fu Su swallowed his saliva, as the eldest son of Great Qin, he has grown so big, except for his father, he has never had such a feeling of being caught.

It's full of oppressive force.

And Qin Mu was clearly not a few years older than him!!What

was this strange sense of oppression?

Qin Mu sensed Fusu's embarrassment.

I can't help but feel proud.

Do you know why you feel oppressed?

Because you are now a little Taoist, and I am a little master of Jindan!

Fusu almost knelt on the ground: "The disciple knows that he is wrong, and he asks the teacher to punish him."

Qin Mu's face was indifferent, and he said shallowly: "Come with me."

Fusu followed Qin Mu back to the room like this.

I saw Qin Mu pointing to the bamboo slips piled up on the table that had formed a hill, and said with a smile: "Let's just memorize so much first." "