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Chapter 32 Returning (please read, please recommend, please vote, please collect)

Author: Listen to the rest of your life

Chapter 32 Returning (please read, please recommend, please vote, please collect)

Dazeshan

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, a corner of a secluded courtyard.

Jiang Chen sat on a chair, watching the sunset slowly set over the Western Mountains, feeling the afterglow of the setting sun, and felt peaceful in his heart.

During this time, he accompanied Yan Lingji to travel around the world, visiting hundreds of schools of thought, learning about each school's teachings, and exchanging their unique knowledge.

He did not let go of the masters of various schools such as Bei Mingzi of Taoism, Xunzi of Confucianism, and Gui Guzi of strategist, and visited and asked them one by one.

By the time they reach that level, they have already integrated what they have learned and brought forth the old and brought forth the new, forming their own school. Their sectarian views are no longer there, and they are longing for something new.

Jiang Chen exchanged some knowledge of the martial arts of Tomb of Gods for their understanding of their own martial arts.

He benefited a lot from Taoism's unity of heaven and man, Confucianism's awe-inspiring righteousness, and the political strategist's principles of heaven and earth.

This period of time can be regarded as the most leisurely and fulfilling life he has ever lived, but his body has also reached its end as time goes by.

After returning to the farmhouse and arranging various matters for the farmhouse, he came to this secluded courtyard in the name of seclusion. There was only Yan Lingji beside him, where he wanted to spend his last time in this world and end his life.

This part of the journey.

Thinking back on this first time traveling, I went out of the mountain to meet the big boss, and then was beaten and dormant in the mountain for decades. It was a huge failure.

But on the other hand, this era has been changed, and a prosperous age has emerged in advance under his own insignificant influence. On the other hand, he has accumulated his own martial arts, and has initially embarked on his own martial arts path. Looking at it this way, it is not without gain.

Moreover, he changed the general trend of the world, killed Donghuang Taiyi, and obtained another main god fragment and a large amount of main god source power. It was a worthwhile trip.

Thinking about it, as the last ray of sunset fell, Jiang Chen's last trace of vitality slowly dissipated, and his consciousness also sank into darkness, and then his body slowly turned into a point of light and dissipated between heaven and earth.

In this spot of light, a ray of light invisible to ordinary people appeared in an instant and then disappeared. No one knew that he had returned to his original form.

Next to her, Yan Lingji calmly watched the magical scene in front of her, silent for a long time, her long red dress fluttering in the wind, like a ball of fiery red flames.

Feeling the mysterious Taoist aura deep in her eyebrows, her eyes were firm.

Jiang Chen had told her that she came from a higher world, and that her reincarnation into this world was just a tribulation, and now she was just returning to her original form. The mark between her eyebrows meant that the two of them might not meet again in the future, so she had to do it

The most important thing is to constantly improve your own cultivation.

"I'm waiting for you!"

A murmur sounded, and Yan Lingji turned and left. At this moment, her breath became vague and indifferent, and her Qingguoqingcheng face became cold.

Xianyang

The Qin Palace is solemn and solemn, like a prone dragon, which makes all those who come here become awed and respectful, because here is a peerless emperor who is unique throughout the ages - Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng.

In the main hall, Ying Zheng, who was dressed in black imperial uniform and wearing a flat crown on his head, quietly looked at the letter in his hand.

He has a handsome face and a majestic expression. Just sitting there exudes an indescribable momentum that makes others breathless.

When Fusu entered the main hall, he saw a trace of imperceptible sadness on the face of his father, who he remembered as domineering and majestic, and couldn't help being shocked.

There was a hint of curiosity in his heart about the letter in his father's hand, but he did not dare to neglect it. He quickly stepped forward and saluted: "Father!"

"You're here!"

When Ying Zheng saw Fu Su's figure, his face returned to calm and he put away the letter in his hand.

"Father, I wonder what you have to do with your son?"

Fusu stood up and saw a huge map on the table in front of Ying Zheng. He vaguely saw the two characters Qin written on a small area in the middle of the map.

Ying Zheng did not speak, but took out three shabby volumes of letters from the table in front of him. Although the letters were shabby, they were well preserved, and the traces on them showed that they had been frequently read.

Then he stood up, slowly came to Fusu, and solemnly handed the three volumes of letters into his hands.

"These three volumes, one to help farmers and mulberry trees, one to unify the great cause, and one to talk about political affairs, you have to study carefully. Maybe many of them are out of date, but you have to carefully understand the truth contained in them. Do you understand?"

Although Fusu felt that his father seemed a little different today, he did not dare to neglect and accepted the letter respectfully.

Ying Zheng looked at him blankly for a while and said: "Son, I know that you are a generous person and prefer Confucian benevolence, but you must remember that you are my son and you cannot believe in a single doctrine."

After a pause, he continued: "A gentleman once told me that the Tao changes with events, and everything in the world is constantly developing and changing. There is no one thought or policy that is absolutely perfect and must follow the changes of the world.

Changes require constant adjustment and evolution.”

"So you have to remember that as a ruler, you should not believe in one doctrine or policy, otherwise the empire will slowly become corrupt. Instead, you have to watch each faction argue, guide them to change for the empire, and then choose the one that suits the actual situation of the empire.

Do you understand the purpose of using it?"

"And you have to remember that your benevolence cannot be given only to the officials, but to all the people of the world. Sometimes for the sake of the world, the necessary ruthlessness and decisiveness are also necessary. It is better for one family to cry than for thousands of families to cry. It is better for a hundred officials to cry than for the common people.

Cry!"

Listening to his father's earnest teachings, Fusu's heart felt warm and his eyes couldn't help but become moist.

In his impression, his father had always been an unparalleled, domineering, majestic and solemn emperor. He admired and awed him in his heart, and never thought that he would care about him so much.

After saying all this, Ying Zheng waved his hand: "Okay, step back and remember what I said today!"

"Yes, Father!"

Fusu's voice was choked, and then he left respectfully.

Before leaving the palace gate, he turned back and glanced at the figure in the main hall. The figure was still so majestic and domineering, but today he still felt a loneliness and loneliness that penetrated deep into his heart from this figure.

In the following decades, the world was turbulent, the Qin State became strong and powerful, and many magical devices that were convenient and beneficial to the people poured into the people. The people became rich, and then the vigorous Western Expedition began.

What no one expected was that the West also had huge empires and peerless masters.

In the process of fighting against the Western masters, masters from hundreds of schools of thought shined brightly. Among them, the most powerful ones were actually two beautiful women from the Yin Yang family and the Nong family. One ice, one fire, one yin, one yang.

Like the goddess of the Moon Palace, a spirit like a flame, respected by the world as the Lord of the Moon and the Lord of the Flame.

Many years later, it is said that after a battle between two peerless masters, they both soared through the air, leaving endless legends for the world.

(End of this world)

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