Fengshen Wendaoxing

Meng Tian led Lu Chuansong to the outside of the palace, the more shocked his expression became as he walked away.

"What a terrifying sword aura..."

Looking at the sword energy that almost split the palace, even Meng Tian was shocked, because even at the innate level of martial arts, he couldn't swing such a powerful sword at all.

This is simply not something one person can do.

It's also thanks to him knowing that people like His Majesty cannot be viewed with ordinary people's eyes, and if the sword mark was cut from the temple, he would definitely think that the sword belonged to Lu Chuan.

"How far is His Majesty's strength?"

Meng Tian pondered in his heart. Of course, what he didn't know was that the sword energy he felt outside the hall was only a small part, and 99% of it was resisted by Lu Chuan.

"General Meng, do you have something on your mind?" Lu Chuan said with a smile.

Meng Tian came back to his senses and said: "The last general just can't believe that one day I can see your myth with my own eyes."

Lu Chuan smiled and said: "There are outstanding people from generation to generation in the country, each leading the way for hundreds of years, I will give this sentence to you, and also to all the young heroes of my human race.

Troubled times are not only a disaster, but also an opportunity to display your ambitions and strengths. You, Meng Tian, ​​are doing well now. "

"From generation to generation..."

Meng Tian recalled it twice, suddenly his expression lifted, and he clasped his fists excitedly and said: "Thank you, Emperor, for your words."

"When are you going to build the Great Wall?" Lu Chuan asked.

Meng Tian's expression suddenly changed wildly, and he said with a dry laugh: "What is the emperor talking about...Meng Tian doesn't understand."

"Hehe, you don't have to hide it from me. Of course, you, Meng Tian, ​​can't hide it from me either."

Lu Chuan looked to the north, and in his line of sight, he could only see a wolf howling in the sky filled with luck.

Lu Chuan said with emotion: "Your Majesty can end the troubled times and rule the world in just 20 to 30 years. It is indeed difficult to find a second great person in the ages..."

Meng Tian cut in and said: "Didn't you spend more than 30 years defeating the eight hundred princes, solving internal worries, fighting against barbarians in all directions to settle foreign troubles, ending the troubled times in one fell swoop, and bringing the fragmented businessmen back to life, and the prosperous age of Wu Geng appeared. You are also the second great man that is difficult to find in the ages."

"Well, Xiao Meng, you have a future. Do you remember the little things about me back then?"

Lu Chuan was greatly appreciated by this flattery, squinted at Meng Tian and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it!"

Meng Tian pondered and said: "Meng Tian would like to ask, how did you calm down Beidi back then?"

"Beidi?" Lu Chuan's eyes flashed.

Beidi is not a country, but the collective name of all northern tribes in the Central Plains, and it is also the ancestor of the Xiongnu Xianbei and other tribes.

Meng Tian said: "Yes, the seven kingdoms in the Central Plains are in chaos, and the Rong and Di in the north intend to make a comeback. They often invade the north and make the northern army and people miserable, so..."

"That's why we need to build the Great Wall!" Lu Chuan said.

It's still an old problem, Guoli!

Although the Qin State is strong, it does not rely on words to rule the world but by fighting. Now that an empire has been established, will the national strength not be lost?

Now Daqin has wiped out the six kingdoms on the surface and ruled the world, but just like when he left, Yingzheng asked Zhao Gao about the remnants of the six kingdoms.

How long have these six countries been destroyed?

Every dynasty perishes, and when it is replaced by a new dynasty, there will always be people from the old dynasty who resist and want to restore the country. This is inevitable.

This is the internal trouble of Great Qin, while the external trouble is the barbarians from all over the world.

But in fact, whether it is Beidi or Nanman, they are actually a branch of the human race.

They just moved from the Central Plains and split to the Quartet at a certain historical stage, forming a different culture from the Central Plains, but in fact, if they trace their roots, they are still of the same blood as the human race.

But now the cultures of the two sides are different, and the Central Plains people call the barbarians from all directions a foreign race.

There is only one way for the two sides to reunify.

That is the annexation of another culture by one culture through war.

Meng Tian said: "Yes, but building the Great Wall will kill many people."

Speaking of the Great Wall as early as the original Zhou Dynasty, it is a kind of fortification. The beacon tower of King You of Zhou and the princes is the Great Wall, but it is not as long as it was later.

Speaking of this, Lu Chuan is speechless. If the Zhou Dynasty did not appear this time, there would be no King Zhou You, but Wu Geng's descendants produced a King Shang You...

So, even though he wasn't involved, the Great Wall later appeared at about the same time.

When the big merchants perished, there were countless split forces, big and small, and then the big fish ate the small fish, and the small fish ate the dried shrimps. In the end, there were only seven big fish left.

The Seven Kingdoms also built their own Great Walls in their own countries. To put it bluntly, these things are fortifications for war.

Lu Chuan shook his head and said, "I can't help you."

Back then, he had masters like the Four Generals of the Demon Family, but does Daqin have them now?

There are warriors and qi refiners in Daqin, but it seems that Beidi also has practitioners.

But he didn't say anything about it, he just said bluntly that he couldn't help.

The Heavenly Court only cares about monsters, humans, and even gods who cross the boundaries of the Three Realms and violate the rules of heaven, but the internal affairs of the human race must be resolved by the human race itself.

Gods should not interfere with human affairs.

In addition, his current position and altitude made his vision must be on the sentient beings of the Three Realms, not just narrowly focused on the people of the Central Plains.

If he is a god from the Central Plains helping the Central Plains in private, a god from the Yaozu secretly helping the Yaozu, a god from Beidi...

In this way, the Heavenly Court itself will be in a mess first, let alone how to govern the Three Realms?

It's about the human race, it's about the human race!

If the human race can't solve the problem, the Heavenly Court will intervene to solve it.

This is already pretty good, okay, thinking about how difficult his situation was when he became a god, all kinds of gods, demons, fairies and monsters appeared on the stage, how much he hoped that the human race affairs could be solved by himself?

But this time Yingzheng established the Immortal Court is related to the two worlds of heaven and man, and he has a legitimate and sufficient reason for coming.

Meng Tian was a little disappointed: "Meng Tian offended."

"No, Meng Tian, ​​you don't have to worry too much, you just need to try your best to do your own thing well."

Lu Chuan said: "You have to trust the person behind you more than I do."

Meng Tian was thoughtful: "Meng Tian has been taught."

"Okay, stay for a while, there is no need to send it off, I can leave on my own."

At this time, the two came outside the palace, and Lu Chuan walked forward with a smile after speaking.

Meng Tian watched as his figure drifted away and merged into the crowd.

He was just about to turn around and enter the palace, when suddenly his eyes moved and he saw a black shadow flashing towards Lu Chuan on a building.

"Come……"

Just as Meng Tian was about to wave to the people next to him, he couldn't help but burst out laughing suddenly: "Where does such a person need me to send someone to protect him, if he can see his true face once in this life, it is not in vain."

Meng Tian turned around and entered the palace, halfway there, he saw Zhao Gao, who was about to leave the palace, coming towards him with a smile on his face.

"General Meng!"

Meng Tian didn't want to pay attention to it, but Zhao Gao opened his mouth.

Meng Tian said: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Gaodao: "Do you know the identity of the distinguished guest that His Majesty received just now?"

"have no idea."

Meng Tian walked straight to the central hall.

In the scorching summer, Lu Chuan was walking on the street, with people coming and going on both sides of the street shouting endlessly, and all kinds of weird and gaudy gadgets and snacks were innumerable, creating a scene of peace and prosperity.

Lu Chuan smiled. Today's Daqin can be said to be much more prosperous and developed than the original Dashang. He likes this feeling very much.

"Ice popsicles, cold and thirst-quenching, crunchy and delicious popsicles, does anyone want..."

Suddenly, a cry of selling came to Lu Chuan's ears.

Lu Dijun looked for his reputation, and saw a wooden box on a wheelbarrow in the shade by the roadside, covered with quilts and emitting white gas, many adults and children were buying it.

"Icicles..."

The corner of Lu Dijun's mouth twitched, and he recalled a good memory back then. Now who knows that the famous Emperor Zhenwu was born in selling popsicles in the early days!

Lu Chuan suddenly smiled, and saw a small flag fluttering in the wind on the wooden box, with four words on it: Lu's popsicles!

Lu Dijun walked over with a confused face: "Lu's... popsicle?"

"That's right, isn't the ancestor who made the world's first popsicle surnamed Lu..."

The man who bought the popsicles had a rough face and a big mole next to his nose.

Lu Chuan said nervously, "What's his name?"

The popsicle seller said: "Then who knows, my family's family tree is too far away to find it."

Lu Chuan said suspiciously: "I haven't asked your ancestors about your family tree..."

The popsicle seller said: "That's right, I am the 982nd generation descendant of Lu's Popsicle..."

"You fart!"

Lu Chuan wanted to slap him angrily.

When did Lao Tzu leave an heir in the world?

He was unprecedented in the world back then...

Alas, now that I think about it, Miss Deng was pretty good back then, she would have known that she would leave a legacy in the world.

"Oh, you dare to scold me, you lunatic."

"Not only scolding you, but I also want to beat you. With a descendant like you, if I were your ancestor, I would have no face to see someone smash my head into tofu..."

"You... You actually attacked personally, I'm a badass, I'll fight you."

...

It's a restaurant.

"Arguing with a popsicle seller?"

After hearing the report, Zhao Gao stood up in astonishment and walked to the window, only to see the two of them arguing, their faces flushed.

"this……"

Zhao Gao was stunned.

Is this really a master?

What kind of master is this?

After thinking for a while, Zhao Gao glanced down and said, "You guys go test his strength."

"yes!"

A few dark shadows flashed behind him.

"Asshole, next time I see you, hit you once."

Lu Chuan pointed to the man selling popsicles.

"Come on, come on, don't just move your mouth, the two of us are gesticulating today, I'm afraid you won't make it?"

The big man lay on the ground panting and pointed at Lu Chuan, "I hope your skill with your hands is better than... better than your mouth..."

Everyone stared at Lu Chuan who was calm and relaxed.

"Hmph, I'm afraid I'll kill you, kid!"

Master Lu was satisfied: "Remember, next time I will use Lu's signboard to show off in the market, and see if I don't beat you to death."

Everyone looked at Lu Chuan who was leaving in admiration.

Among them, a woman with a plump figure and a white mask was shining in her eyes.

"This...it is said that my Gongsun family's debate skills are unparalleled. I didn't expect that there are strong opponents..."