I Broke Through Again

   Chapter 124 Innate Saints [Six Changes for Order]

  When the bell sounded from afar, changes also occurred in Xianyang City.

   A bamboo slip was immediately raised in the prime minister's mansion, stretched three thousand feet long, and it was transformed by mana, with thousands of handwritings on it, shining brightly.

  The handwriting on the bamboo slip is exactly the Spring and Autumn Annals of the Lu family written by Lu Buwei, with tens of thousands of words.

   embodies Lu Buwei's many years of hard work, and also symbolizes the highest achievement of the miscellaneous family.

   At this time, the bamboo slips were lifted into the air, but Zhao Huaizhong encountered interference. Lu Buwei hurriedly invested and came out to assist his own prince.

   He sacrificed the Spring and Autumn Period of the Lu family and recited it aloud. He also preached enlightenment, which was of great benefit to the sage's practice.

   His voice matched that of Zhao Huaizhong, and immediately suppressed the sound of the bell coming from the east.

   However, outside of Daqin, in the direction of the extreme west, there was another sharp cry, like some kind of mystical creature, like a rooster announcing the morning, but more sharp and fierce, piercing the ears.

   This voice was also sent into Daqin from a distance, and the ups and downs of the bell, in coordination with each other, once again disrupted and interfered with the preaching of the voice of the saint.

   But immediately after, another mansion in Xianyang raised a war.

  The battle fighter lifted off into the sky, transformed into a phantom, almost pierced through the heavens and the earth, and made a metallic roar, killing evil and destroying the arrogance, and rivaling the cry from the west side.

   This is Wang Jian who sacrificed his personal weapon to release the art of killing and slaughtering soldiers. He was also assisting Zhao Huaizhong by speaking out.

   Then, in the direction of Xuangu Academy, a small cauldron was also raised and rotated and enlarged.

A vision is reflected in the tripod, a middle-aged man with immortal energy and an ancient temperament, sitting cross-legged in the void, is also preaching education, teaching the way of farming, and it also matches Zhao Huaizhong's voice. , to suppress voices from the West.

   "Shen Nong Ding."

   Great Qin all the saints joined forces to successfully suppress the shrill cry from the west.

   However, after a few breaths, a billowing green air suddenly appeared in the western sky, covering the sky and the sun.

  In the green air, a colorful-winged strange bird first appeared, then a huge black crow appeared, and an emerald green evil dragon appeared from the sky, roaring in the direction of Daqin.

   These three monsters appeared, competing with the voices of Zhao Huaizhong, Mu Yangjing and others, one after another.

   These changes are all condensed by the atmosphere of mana, which can only be seen by those who practice and observe Qi, but ordinary people do not know about it.

   They could only hear Zhao Huaizhong's voice, sometimes loud and loud, sometimes low.

When    is disturbed, the sound is almost interrupted, and when it takes the upper hand, it is clear and thought-provoking.

   At the moment when the demonic energy in the west surged into the sky, in the palace of the Great Qin Dynasty, a thousand rays of light suddenly appeared, illuminating the world.

  The rays of light washed away the clouds, like a sun, unstoppable.

  The Great Qin Town National Seal rises through the air and turns into a giant mountain. The light released contains the power of national fortune, showing the mountains and rivers of Daqin.

   is unparalleled, suppressing the ten directions.

   After a while, the demonic energy of the West fell and was completely suppressed.

   And the bells ringing in the east also became low and finally inaudible.

  Poof!

   Zhao Kingdom, Pingyuan Jun Zhao Sheng's mouth was red, blood gushed out, and his figure fell from the air.

   "Such interference did not prevent Qin Chu from being promoted and becoming a congenital sage..." Zhao Sheng's face was uncertain.

  Xianyang.

   The light of the national weapon of the town converged, and instead of returning to the main hall of the palace, it broke through the air on its own and came to the stone hall where Zhao Huaizhong was located.

   It surrounded Zhao Huaizhong, trembling slightly, as if expressing intimacy spiritually.

   Zhao Huaizhong sat cross-legged in the air, his eyes lightly closed, as if he was wandering in the heavens, with a solemn treasure.

  In the Xianyang Palace, King Zhuangxiang discovered the fighting method of all parties just now, and he was holding his neck up as a crowd eating melons.

   When he saw the national weapon lifted into the sky, it fell towards the stone hall of the ancestral temple, in the direction of his own son.

   King Zhuangxiang was inevitably a little disappointed, and asked Zhao Ji next to him: "Do you think it is time for the widow to let the virtuous?"

   Zhao Ji said in amazement: "Your Majesty is at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period. In recent years, Qin's national strength has grown under the leadership of His Majesty. Everyone says that His Majesty is a virtuous ruler and a wise master, how can they think of letting the virtuous."

   King Zhuangxiang frowned: "The widow thinks that there are a lot of things now, and some of them can't keep up with the government.

   Right now, Zheng’er preaches and educates the people, enlightens the people, and improves the country’s fortunes in the Qin Dynasty. The national equipment is the foundation of a country. It gives birth to induction, and the choices it makes should be the wise ruler of the country. "

   King Zhuangxiang was a little depressed, but he quickly suppressed the fluctuations in his heart and said with a smile: "Do you really think that the widow is a wise ruler?"

   Zhao Ji closed her twinkling eyes and pursed her lips lightly: "Of course, Your Majesty has always been the best king in the world in my heart, and also my man."

"what."

   King Zhuangxiang regained his calm and calmness, and happily stretched his arms around Zhao Ji, saying:

   "The queen knows the widow best. In the future... if Zheng'er inherits the throne, the widow will be able to accompany the queen from time to time, which is also a beautiful thing."

   "It's too early to talk about this, Your Majesty, don't talk about it anymore." Zhao Ji twisted her body in the embrace of King Zhuangxiang (Harmony).

   "Zheng'er still has a few months to nineteen...it's not too early." King Zhuangxiang whispered.

   At this moment, in the depths of Xianyang Palace, Zhao Huaizhong's voice suddenly became louder, and pushed out far away, everyone in Qin could hear it.

   Xuangu Academy.

   Huacaoju, Mu Yangjing has just recovered the Shennong Ding.

   "Xiao Jingjing, with such a big commotion, it has attracted Western demonic energy. Is it Qin Chu who wants to prevent him from breaking through?"

   An old and kind voice sounded.

   Not far behind Mu Yangjing, three old men and an old lady walked out of the room. They had different appearances. The common point was that there was no turbulence in their expressions. There was a kind of calmness after going through a lot of wind and rain, and the calmness that looked down on the world.

   Also, there is a scent of herbs on everyone.

   "Yes." Mu Yangjing nodded, indicating that the old man was right.

   "How long has he been practicing?" asked another thin old man with a dragon crutch in his hand.

   "Up to now... just three years have passed." Mu Yang replied quietly.

   "That's amazing, the ancestors of Shennong were not so fast back then." The third old man said lazily.

   After he finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Mu Yangjing: "Let's marry our family Jiang Shu, the saint is innocent, and his virtue will not be lost. If you can give it to the saint, you will not disgrace my Shennong family."

"It's more than humiliating, Daqin brings together the world's luck, and our Shennong family was many years ago. It was me who climbed high." The only fat old lady among the four was wearing a floral dress, and she spoke politely and voiced. soft.

   Mu Yangjing reached out and stroked his hair, nodding in agreement.

   "How about you, do you want to marry?" Another old man suddenly said.

  The four old men stared at Mu Yangjing with their eight eyes.

"what?"

   Mu Yangjing shook his hand, and the Shennong Ding that he had just retrieved almost let go.

  Although she has always been calm and has an ethereal temperament, she has been in contact with Zhao Huaizhong a lot in the past two years, and has been dragged down by Zhao Huaizhong from her illusory style to a glamorous and alluring style, which has never been ethereal in front of Zhao Huaizhong.

   The same is true in front of several elders.

   Being poked into the secret by the old people's inquiries, Mu Yangjing almost guarded against losing.

   "What are the four elders talking about? Jiang Xi doesn't understand."

  Jiang Xi was Mu Yangjing's family name in the Shennong clan, and she was going to pretend to be confused.

   "If you don't understand, you don't understand. He broke through just now and was disturbed. You don't hesitate to use your own essence, and you should immediately urge Shennong Ding to help him. You should ask your heart and think carefully about this move.

   Want me to say, the two realms of saints, they are congenital saints, who can already look at immortals and demons.

  Three years, the two realms of saints, anyway, we think that we should take him first, otherwise we will find a second one. "

   "Jiang Yan has the body of fairy grass, and it is suitable to combine with saints. This girl has good fortune since she was a child."

   "Let's go, let's go home, my little Cuicui doesn't know how she is being taken care of, has she been watered yet."

  Several old people said a few words to me, and after spraying, mist formed under their feet, and they flew away together.

   Mu Yangjing stretched out his hand to cover his eyes and looked at the sun, then turned his head to look at Xianyang Palace, and remained silent.

  The voices in Xianyang Palace gradually weakened until the evening, and finally they could not be heard.

   Zhao Huaizhong opened his eyes in the stone hall.

   (end of this chapter)