Daqin: A widow wins the government and builds a Qin of all heavens and immortals

The next day, the festival ceremony.

Early in the morning, Zhu Yuanzhang got up, and together with Xu Da and Tang He, sorted out his clothes, followed everyone in the late Yuan world, and went towards Xianyang City, the bank of Weishui.

When they arrived, they saw a nine-zhang tall altar standing on the earth.

The upper circle below symbolizes the heaven ~ circle place.

Zhu Yuanzhang followed behind everyone and came to the designated position - stand well.

At this time, the civil and military officials of Daqin, the sons and hundreds of families, and even the people invited to come from the Northern Song Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty had already arrived.

Mojia, Ghost Valley Yimai, Yin-Yang Family, Taoism, Soldiers, Legalists, Confucianism...

Quicksand, black ice guards, nets...

At the same time, many people, standing on the periphery, looked at this side excitedly.

Outside, the Daqin soldiers in black armor, three layers inside and three layers outside, will be ten miles around the altar, and the surrounding water cannot be drained.

"Da-da..."

Suddenly, Long Zhan came from a distance and stopped at the periphery of the crowd.

Then, the curtain of the car was lifted, and a man in a black dragon uniform, wearing a flat heavenly crown on his head and a Qin sword on his waist, walked down from the dragon trunk.

Behind him, Bei Yuzi and Xun Fuzi followed step by step.

"Boom..."

At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang's heart instantly exploded, and his expression was terrified.

It turned out that the so-called Shang Gongzi turned out to be the First Emperor Yingzheng.

He should have thought of it a long time ago.

Apart from that unfathomable First Emperor, who else could have such incredible abilities?

"Whew..."

Huan Zheng naturally didn't know what Zhu Yuanzhang was thinking at this time, and his gaze was already tightly locked on the altar.

At the same time, the eyes of everyone under the altar were focused on him.

"The Black Dragon of National Fortune, the scene of the manifestation of the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony."

Standing under the altar, Ying Zheng spoke in a deep voice, and under the action of true qi, it reached the ears of everyone around.

"Groan..."

At the same time, the huge National Fortune Black Dragon flew out from the body of the Zhengzheng and hovered above the sky, and one picture after another appeared in various places in the territory of Daqin.

Among them, it is the scene of the heavenly festival.

Yingchuan, Bashu, Nanyang, Dongjun, Songhai, Baiyue, Jiujiang...

At this moment, in the territory of Daqin, a whole thirty-six counties, hundreds of county towns, and all the people saw the scene of the heaven-worshiping ceremony.

"Your Majesty."

In Xianyang Palace, Concubine Yan and the others also gathered together, staring at the picture on the sky dome with bright eyes, with a strong pride in their eyes.

"Boom..."

At the same time, above the nine heavens, a majestic and vast momentum was gradually gathering, with the meaning of supremacy, supreme and noble.

"Shu, the first emperor of the Great Qin, Ying Zheng, today Lixian Qin, when the sacrifice is on the platform, worship the avenue."

Huan Zheng spoke, and a sonorous and powerful voice reached the hearts of every citizen in Daqin.

At this moment, under the altar, everyone looked at Ying Zheng with a reverent gaze, and everyone's heart was beating violently, and their blood was boiling.

"Respectfully ask Your Majesty to ascend the altar, worship the avenue, and establish Immortal Qin."

Under the altar, Bei Yuzi and Xun Fuzi stood on the left and right of Huan Zheng, bowed to him, and shouted loudly in their mouths.

"Please Your Majesty climb the altar, worship the avenue, and establish Immortal Qin."

Under the altar, hundreds of civil and military officials, hundreds of families, people from all worlds, and even the 100,000 troops around the guards all shouted in unison.

The rumbling sound resounded in the nine skies, echoing continuously between heaven and earth.

Ying Zheng's face was calm, and he raised his feet and stepped onto the altar.

"Boom..."

In an instant, ten thousand thunders roared above the nine heavens, and endless thunder gathered in the void, turning into a huge thunder sea that stretched for thousands of miles, with great power, as if it was about to destroy the world.

"This..."

All those who witnessed all this were terrified in their hearts, but Ying Zheng did not change his face and walked up step by step.

Behind, Bei Yuzi and Xun Fuzi followed closely behind Huan Zheng and walked towards the altar.

At this moment, under the altar, Daqin Jiuzhou, everyone stared intently at the figure of Ying Zheng, watching him step by step to the top.

Ying Zheng stepped over the nine-nine-eighty-one staircase and stood completely on the altar.

He raised his head to the heavenly dome and stared at the thick sea of thunder, as if there would be endless thunder slashing down in the next moment.

There was an illusion in his heart, as if the consciousness of this world instinctively converged, watching everything that happened here.

"Sacrifice to the heavens and worship the way, and there should be sacrifices to the heavens and nine dings."

Ying Zheng converged his spirit, looked at the empty altar, and with a wave of his right hand, nine ancient and desolate great dings appeared and placed them on the altar.

In front of him, it is the most central Jizhou Ding.

Huan Zheng's gaze looked towards Jizhou Dingli, and saw that there was thick five-colored soil inside, with a strong atmosphere of mountains and rivers.

The five-colored soil is the soil of mountains and rivers, and the soil of social grass.

Huan Zheng stretched out his hands, and the three finger-thick mountain and river incense suddenly appeared in his hands.

The incense of mountains and rivers is lit by national fortune, and the road of traction descends, and the dynasty is sealed.

"Groan..."

Above the nine skies, the black dragon of the national fortune that was as high as 100 zhang bowed its head, used the national fortune as fuel, turned into the fire of qi luck, and fell on the three mountain and river incense.

Huan Zheng inserted the incense of the mountains and rivers in Jizhou Ding, looking solemn.

"The emperor is above, and the thick soil is below."

"Today, my Great Qin First Emperor wins the government and sacrifices to the Avenue of Heaven and Earth..."

On both sides, Bei Yuzi and Xun Fuzi, one left and one right, stood beside Huan Zheng, took out the sacrificial text, and recited it in a deep voice.

"Please Your Majesty greet the arrival of the avenue." (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

After the sacrifice was read, Bei Yuzi and Xun Fuzi looked solemn and said to Huan Zheng.

"Victory, please come down the avenue."

Ying Zheng bowed to heaven and earth and shouted loudly.

In an instant, on the top of Jizhou, a multicolored smoke rushed straight into the sky, passing through the void and chaos, and reaching a certain supreme will.

"Boom..."

At this moment, the endless sea of thunder above Jiuxiao was torn apart, and an eye without any emotion appeared above the sky dome.

Everyone who sees this eye instantly understands the origin of the eye, the eye of the avenue.

All laws are silent, the era is over, the origin of the great road is scattered in the heavens, and only the purest will is holding everything together.

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The system of the Emperor is the origin of the emperor, aiming to cultivate a godless emperor who traverses the chaos of the heavens.

Now, the emperor of the Great Avenue is running the Emperor Ceremony, offering sacrifices to the Nine Dings of the Heavens, and the incense of the mountains and rivers, and finally summoning the will of the sleeping Great Avenue.

After all, he will go to the heavens and realms in the future, and only the Great Dao Dynasty recognized by the Great Dao can not be hostile to other worlds and travel to and from the heavens.

"The Great Avenue Rong Bing, the widow wins the government, the first emperor of the Great Qin, the luck of the heavens, the opportunity of the Great Dao, today, based on the land of Shenzhou, the country of Great Qin."

"Sacrifice to the Heavens Nine Dings, the Supreme Spirit Root World Tree to suppress the Great Qin National Movement."

"Ordained by heaven, both life and eternal prosperity."

After speaking, Huan Zheng took out the Heshi Bi that Li Si had carved and raised it high.

"Boom..."

A magnificent will descended on heaven and earth, sweeping over the Heavenly Nine Dings and the World Tree.

"Exactly."

A voice resounded in the hearts of every citizen in the territory of Daqin, and then, a rainbow light descended from the heavenly dome and fell on Naheshibi.

"Boom..."

In an instant, Heshi Bi underwent drastic changes, and nine rainbow lights rushed up, carrying the supreme avenue aura, suspended between heaven and earth.

From today onwards, Heshi Bi is the treasure of Daqin Qi Luck, and uses Qi Luck as a guide to connect all creatures in heaven and earth.

"Boom..."

At the same time, a scroll flew out of Ying Zheng's sleeve robe, slowly opened, and hung between heaven and earth.

It is the list of consecrated gods.

A distorted text suddenly appeared on the list of consecrated gods.

Qin.

This is the Dao Divine Pattern representing the Qin character, with the supreme divine power, sweeping through the Six and Eight Wilderness.

From then on, the list of consecrated gods was the treasure of great Qin qi luck and could not be changed.

Ying Zheng's face was calm, and under everyone's gaze, he picked up the Heshi Bi and gently covered it on the list of consecrated gods.

"Groan..."

In an instant, the black dragon of the national fortune hovering between heaven and earth sounded a high dragon groan.

Then, the National Fortune Black Dragon descended from the sky, fell into the Heshi Bi and the God Sealing List, and disappeared.

"Boom..."

The majestic and vast Dao Shenwei rushed up from the body of Ying Zheng, dragging the national fortune in the underworld and connecting with all the people of Daqin.

At this moment, a subtle feeling inexplicably appeared in everyone's hearts, and the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be a little different.

"From today onwards, the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty, stand."

Huo Zheng Huo Ran turned around, Gao Qing and Shibi, and shouted in a hissing voice.

"Your Majesty is eternal and immortal, and Great Qin is eternal."

Bei Yuzi and Xun Fuzi were the first to bow down and shout immortality.

"Your Majesty is eternal and immortal, and Great Qin is eternal."

Under the altar, everyone looked fanatical and bowed deeply to the figure of Ying Zheng.

"Your Majesty is eternal and immortal, and Great Qin is eternal."

At the same time, in the territory of Daqin, all the people of Daqin had the majestic figure of Ying Zheng in their eyes, and they were happy and sincere, and they fell to the ground.

And in the midst of this mountain roar tsunami, a great joy arose in Ying Zheng's heart.

All peoples surrender, and the destiny of heaven returns.