Daqin: Start to become stronger and live longer by picking up attributes from the battlefield

"He created the martial arts practice in the world and was revered as the ancestor of the way."

"Obtained the attribute entry [Ancestor of the Martial Arts]."

"Does the host want to receive the fusion entry?"

The panel suddenly prompted.

"Another attribute entry?"

"Ancestor of the Martial Arts?"

Zhao Feng looked at the entry that suddenly appeared in front of him, feeling a little surprised.

"Fusion."

Zhao Feng did not hesitate at all.

Suddenly.

A halo merged into Zhao Feng's body.

And the attributes of this attribute entry also appeared in front of Zhao Feng.

[Ancestor of the Martial Arts] Gold: He created the martial arts and is the ancestor of the martial arts. Anyone who practices the martial arts is suppressed by the Martial Ancestor! He gathers the luck of the martial artists in the world, has a strong luck and a strong fortune, can encounter various opportunities, and can use the power of the martial artists in the world to launch a martial arts attack!

"The ancestor of the way is so powerful."

"The martial artist's luck is added to his body and is protected by the martial arts."

'And he can also gather the power of the martial artists in the world to launch a strike. ’

"How powerful is this?"

"Anyone who practices martial arts will be suppressed by Wu Zu in front of me, that is to say, anyone who practices martial arts in the future who wants to attack me will be courting death."

"The ancestor of martial arts, it's amazing."

Looking at the attributes of this attribute entry, Zhao Feng was also surprised.

This entry.

It's really amazing.

It can be said.

From the current attributes, it is not weaker than the authority of heaven and the authority of humanity that Zhao Feng has obtained.

"Next."

"It's a trip to Baiyue."

"The Nine Cauldrons of China, the clan artifact must be mastered." Zhao Feng thought secretly, and he had already made a plan in his mind.

Then.

With a wave of his hand.

Tear through the void and enter it directly.

Watching Zhao Feng's figure leave.

"Farewell to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Farewell to Wu Zu."

...

Countless people shouted in unison.

Not only Xianyang, but also the entire Qin Jiuzhou, countless people shouted.

Outside Xianyang City.

After Zhao Feng left for nearly an incense stick of time.

The people gathered outside the city entered the city in an orderly manner.

For them, they gained a lot today.

After today!

The martial arts of the Qin Dynasty will enter a greater prosperity.

"I am now in the third level of the acquired realm. I must double my practice and I will definitely become a martial artist in the innate realm."

"The prince's martial arts lecture, each breakthrough point, is really fascinating. I hope that one day I can become a grandmaster martial artist and serve the Qin Dynasty."

"Today, the prince's martial arts lecture is over. In a few days, the national teacher will talk about the immortal way."

"All the cultivators with spiritual roots in the world can listen."

"After listening to the prince's words, I already know how to break through. I must seize the time..."

Many martial artists retreated.

In the Zhangtai Palace!

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you."

More than a dozen people came to the hall and bowed.

"The prince's lecture on martial arts has ended, and the Great Qin will usher in a true martial arts heyday."

"You are all the top alchemists, weapon refiners, and formation masters of our Great Qin."

"I have already told Xunzi that you will enter the Imperial Capital Academy and open various auxiliary ways in the world." Ying Zheng said in a deep voice.

"Your subjects will obey the imperial edict."

Everyone said in unison.

"Yes."

Ying Zheng nodded: "Withdraw!"

Waiting for everyone to leave.

"Martial artists, immortal cultivators, the way of national destiny, alchemy and weapon refinement and other auxiliary ways have now been fully laid out."

"The heyday of the Great Qin has arrived." Ying Zheng looked happy.

"Your Majesty."

"Your Highness has left Xianyang and went to Baiyue."

Ren Xiao walked in and reported respectfully.

"Baiyue has my Huaxia clan's treasures, Feng'er will naturally go there in person." Ying Zheng smiled faintly, not surprised.

Obviously.

Zhao Feng had already told Ying Zheng that the Huaxia Nine Cauldrons were in Baiyue.

If this Chinese artifact is obtained, it will be of great use to the Qin Dynasty.

Baiyue!

"It is indeed full of miasma. If you want to completely dispel it, you must draw water from Shenzhou and dig a river channel before you can gradually clean it up."

"But there is no hurry now."

Above the void.

Zhao Feng stood on it, overlooking the scenery of Baiyue below.

Compared with Shenzhou, which is mostly in plains, the land of Baiyue is mostly mountainous and ridges, which is not suitable for this era.

After all, Shenzhou is mostly plains, suitable for building cities, suitable for opening up roads, and suitable for transportation and connection.

And the land of Baiyue is naturally extremely difficult to develop in this era.

"This is the location."

"The head of the nine tribes of Baiyue, Jiuli tribe."

Zhao Feng's mind spread out.

After such a long period of cultivation, with the power of luck, Zhao Feng's cultivation speed has accelerated.

Now all attributes are about to approach 200,000.

The realm has reached the peak of the broken void realm, and it is only one step away from the realm of martial arts.

Then.

Zhao Feng moved in the air.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the Jiuli tribe.

At this moment.

The largest tribe of Baiyue in the past has been conquered by the Qin army.

The black-armored Qin army is stationed everywhere.

And in various places in the tribe are the Jiuli people.

On the origin.

They also lived in Shenzhou in the past, but they lost in the battle for the emperor in ancient times, and the whole tribe moved to the poor and bad land of Baiyue.

There are five or six million Jiuli people living in the entire Baiyue.

They raise poisonous insects and cultivate poisonous substances.

These made the Qin warriors who went to the Baiyue suffer a lot.

However.

In the face of absolute strength, the Baiyue tribe was ultimately unable to contend and was eventually settled.

After settling the Baiyue tribes, the people of the Baiyue Jiuli tribe did not expect that the Qin not only did not do anything to them, but on the contrary treated them with grace, distributed food, built roads, built rivers, diverted water into the Baiyue tribe, and cleared the miasma.

In just two or three months, the Jiuli tribe, which had been in the Baiyue tribe for thousands of years, felt the contrast.

Because after they fled to the land of the Baiyue, it has been passed down since ancient times that the Huaxia tribe in the north is their sworn enemy.

Once there is a chance, they must kill back to Shenzhou.

But so many years have passed, and there has never been such an opportunity.

The Huaxia tribe is getting stronger and stronger in the land of Shenzhou, and now they have conquered the land of the Baiyue tribe in one fell swoop.

In the Jiuli tribe.

A stunning woman dressed in the clothes of the Jiuli tribe, with a rather exotic style, stood aside.

And in front of him was Tu Sui.

"General Tu."

"When will the prince come?" the woman asked.

"Don't worry, Saint Chi Quan, the prince will be here in the near future."

"And it is also the will of His Majesty and the prince to treat the Jiuli tribe with kindness. Whether the prince comes or not, our Great Qin will also treat the Jiuli people with kindness." Tu Sui smiled and said.

Chi Quan!

The Saint of the Jiuli tribe.

She was also the nominal leader of the Baiyue Jiuli tribe.

When the Great Qin attacked.

In the end, the Jiuli tribe led the resistance, but facing the Great Qin army, the Jiuli tribes were no match at all.

Although the men of his Jiuli tribe were tall, taller than the Huaxia tribe, facing the attack of the Great Qin warriors, the gap in strength and weapons was too big.

In the end.

After realizing that they were no match for the Great Qin, Chi Quan ordered to surrender, which also avoided large-scale casualties of the Jiuli tribe.

Afterwards.

Tu Sui also conveyed the will of the First Emperor and the prince, treating the Jiuli tribe with kindness and not killing.

In the past few months.

The elite soldiers of Wu'an Camp and the Jiuli tribe have been working hard to build roads and dig rivers to divert water. The miasma in many places in Baiyue has also been cleared up a lot.

"I wonder how Daqin will settle my Jiuli people in the next step?" Chi Quan asked anxiously.

"Saint, don't worry."

"Huaxia and Jiuli are originally my Shenzhou tribe."

"The prince will not treat you badly."

"Just relax." Tu Sui said helplessly.

Ever since Baiyue Jiuli surrendered to Daqin.

Chi Quan was very worried, worried that Zhao Feng would show his butcher knife to his Jiuli tribe, and worried that Daqin would regard his Jiuli tribe as slaves in the future and enslave them forever.

Just then!

"Your subjects are here to see the prince."

Outside the tribe, there was a sudden burst of excited shouts.

Hearing this.

Tu Sui's face also showed a touch of excitement.

"The prince is here."

"Quickly gather the people in the tribe, and don't be rude."

Tu Sui said to Chi Quan.

"Okay."

Chi Quan was shocked for a moment, then nodded immediately.

In front of the tribe.

Many sharp soldiers bowed and paid homage, with fanatical expressions.

Under their gaze.

Zhao Feng walked slowly with his hands behind his back.

"Brothers, no need to be polite."

Zhao Feng smiled slightly and raised his hand.

Hearing these three long-lost words, many sharp soldiers were extremely excited: "Thank you, Your Highness."

"I pay my respects to the prince."

Tu Sui also led a group of generals to walk quickly.

In addition to the personal guards around him, there was also Wei Quan.

Now Wei Quan is no longer the deputy general at the beginning, but a main general under the Wu'an camp.

"Okay."

"No need to be polite."

Zhao Feng smiled.

"Greetings to His Highness the Prince of Qin."

At this time!

In the tribe.

A woman knelt down with tens of thousands of tribesmen behind her.

Zhao Feng looked at them favorably.

Most of the Jiuli men were strong and muscular, but the women were the opposite, similar to the Huaxia women.

As they paid their respects.

Many people showed a look of fear and trepidation.

Zhao Feng smiled: "No need to be polite."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Everyone shouted loudly.

After standing up, they all looked at Zhao Feng very nervously.

"Your Highness."

"This is Chi Quan, the saint of the Jiuli tribe, and also the recognized leader of the Jiuli tribe."

"This time the Jiuli surrendered, it was all the work of the saint."

Tu Sui pointed at Chi Quan and said.

Zhao Feng looked at Chi Quan.

The latter also looked up nervously.

When she saw Zhao Feng, Chi Quan's heart trembled.

It seemed that the Zhao Feng in front of her was different from what she thought. The person in front of her was like a handsome gentleman with extraordinary temperament.

"Saint Chi Quan."

"Submit to the Great Qin, and the Great Qin will not treat your people badly."

"In the future, the Jiuli tribe and my Huaxia tribe will be indistinguishable." Zhao Feng smiled and promised Chi Quan.

"Thank you, Prince."

Chi Quan looked happy.

At this moment, her hanging heart was completely put down.

"Where is the formation site?" Zhao Feng turned back to look at Tu Sui.

The reason why I came to Baiyue this time was for the Eight Cauldrons of Huaxia.

Zhao Feng knew that if the Nine Cauldrons were gathered together, it would be of great use.

"Your Highness."

"It's a coincidence that the map you gave me at the beginning is located in the Jiuli tribe, the altar." Tu Sui also said with a smile.

"The altar of the Jiuli tribe?" Zhao Feng was quite surprised.

Is it such a coincidence?

"Lead the way." Zhao Feng said immediately.

"Prince, please follow me."

Tu Sui immediately led the way.

Chi Quan, who was standing by, heard this and immediately stepped forward and said, "Prince, our altar is very strange. This altar has existed since the Jiuli tribe migrated to Baiyue. Even our people can only worship outside the altar and cannot enter it. Once you get close, you will be worried about your life."

"No problem."

Zhao Feng waved his hand.

The place where the Nine Cauldrons of China are stored is naturally mysterious, and Zhao Feng can also think of it.

Otherwise.

With the cultivation of Grandmaster Tu Sui, he can also enter it and take out the eight tripods.

Arrived outside the altar.

It seems to be another place in the Jiuli tribe.

A huge statue stands here, ten feet high, holding a long sword, riding a strange beast, exuding a fierce aura.

"This is the statue of my ancestor."

"We have been worshipping here since our tribe moved here." Chi Quan explained immediately.

"Chi You!"

"Witch tribe?"

Zhao Feng stared at the statue in front of him and naturally knew who it was.

Holding a long knife, with an iron-eating beast under him and a giant snake wrapped around him, he looked like a giant.

Seeing this, Zhao Feng naturally thought of the Witch tribe immediately.

However.

The Jiuli tribe is different from the orthodox Witch tribe. They are the combination of the Witch tribe and the human race, the Human Witch tribe.

"There is an altar behind this. It seems that there must be a reason why these eight tripods fell here, and they were deliberately arranged by others." Zhao Feng thought secretly.

Then.

He spared the statue of Chi You and walked towards the altar.

"Prince."

"Don't get close, it's dangerous." Chi Quan hurried forward to stop him.

Zhao Feng raised his hand.

Let Chi Quan retreat.

Then his mind dispersed.

Suddenly.

The whole altar fell into Zhao Feng's eyes.

It's better to say it's a formation than an altar.

This altar is a formation plate.

"I want to test the depth of this altar."

Zhao Feng smiled.

With a wave of his hand.

The Tianwen Sword was in his hand.

"Cut!"

Zhao Feng directly mobilized 10% of his true energy and chopped down at the altar with all his strength.

Suddenly.

A sword light reaching a thousand feet instantly chopped down at the altar, chopped down fiercely, as if the entire altar was startled.

The powerful force directly tore the void apart.

All the people around were shocked and retreated by this invisible energy.

"This... is this still human power?"

Chi Quan and many people from the Jiuli tribe behind him looked at it in shock, as if they had seen immortals.

The power of this sword.

It really overturned their thoughts.

It was also this sword.

The formation on the altar seemed to be activated.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the void began to boil, and a monstrous evil spirit burst out from the altar, and the entire Jiuli tribe was instantly shrouded by this monstrous evil spirit.

Then.

Endless murderous intent condensed.

Faintly.

The shadows of eight giant tripods can be seen in this endless evil spirit.

Countless ferocious beasts condensed by evil spirit rushed towards Zhao Feng.

"Interesting."

Zhao Feng laughed when he saw this.

This monstrous evil spirit looked powerful.

The murderous intent contained in it might be able to kill immortal cultivators in the realm of Lianxuhedao, but it could not kill Zhao Feng.

However.

Under this kind of power, almost no one in the mortal world can break this altar.

"Then break it with one blow."

Zhao Feng smiled.

The martial arts aura on his body suddenly soared.

"Prison Heaven Finger."

A finger rolled down.

The monstrous power burst out instantly.

This blow.

It is enough to surpass the power of immortals.

With a loud bang!

Under this finger, the countless evil beasts gathered in the void were instantly crushed into powder, and the evil spirits in the sky were swept away by the power of this finger.

And this altar, the array plate.

Finally couldn't hold on under this force.

Crack.

The sound of shattering was endless.

Finally.

With a roar.

The altar shattered and turned into flying stones all over the sky.

As the array plate shattered.

This array also lost its power to maintain and dissipated into the void in an instant.

"The Eight Cauldrons of China."

"Sure enough, it is here."

"This array is actually a formation to suppress luck."

"With the luck of the human race contained in the Eight Cauldrons of China, the luck of the Jiuli clan was suppressed, and even the prosperity of the Jiuli clan was suppressed."

After seeing these eight giant tripods, combined with the way of luck that Zhao Feng knew, he immediately understood.

The reason why these eight tripods are here is only to suppress the Jiuli clan!

"Whose hand is this, using the Eight Cauldrons to suppress the Nine Li?"

"The former emperor of our human race? Or someone else?"

Zhao Feng was also very confused.

Suppress the Nine Li tribe.

Zhao Feng could only think this way.

"But."

"It would be great if we find it."

Zhao Feng walked forward slowly, ready to take the Eight Cauldrons in front of him.

...(End of this chapter)