I will live forever in the martial arts world

It has been more than ten days since Qin sent troops to attack Zhao.

The whole country of Zhao was frightened.

The yellow sand is endless.

Horse hoofs neigh.

The mighty black dragon flag of the Qin State was flying high on the earth, and the overall appearance was of a world-dominating army. The army composed of hundreds of thousands of old Qin people seemed to be able to level all obstacles in the world for the Qin Dynasty.

In the middle of the dark Qin people, there was a tent with the royal flag erected.

No better than the yellow sand and war flames blowing outside.

Inside the tent, there was a faint scent of tea lingering in the air, which was very fresh, like the orchid after the new rain on the empty mountain.

A handsome young man in dark black clothes raised the teacup in his hand and sniffed it gently.

This is the younger brother of the current Qin King Ying Zheng. He is only two years younger than Ying Zheng. He has the aura of a prince, with deep eyes and a deep palace.

Opposite the Lord of Chang'an was Fan Yuqi, the famous Qin general who was going on an expedition against the army. He was wearing armor, sitting cross-legged opposite Ying Chenglong, smelling the fragrance of tea in the air, and said with a smile:

"Chang'an Jun really carries a teacup with him wherever he goes, but I heard that His Majesty has reprimanded you more than once for being too extravagant and wasteful."

"hehe."

Ying Chengyu smiled faintly, without commenting, and his words and deeds showed a deep temperament:

"This is the Snow-topped Silver Shuttle. General, please give it a try."

Fan Yuqi waved his hand and said: "I am a rough man and I can't taste any tea..."

Ying Chengyu said calmly: "That's such a pity."

Fan Yuqi frowned and said, "When will Chang'an Lord plan to launch an attack?"

The army has been stationed outside Zhao State for seven days.

Ying Chengyu said: "Wait a little longer."

Fan Yuqi asked: "Still waiting? What are you waiting for? By the time Zhao people have already thickened and raised the city wall."

But at this time, a sergeant outside said:

"Jun Chang'an, a warrant from Xianyang has arrived."

Ying Chengxuan put the teacup on the table and said, "We're here."

Someone came in outside the camp.

He bowed his head and presented a bamboo slip.

Fan Yuqi asked curiously: "Is this the decree of His Majesty King Qin?"

Ying Chengyu looked at the bamboo slips and looked at Fan Yuqi with a deep look: "General, if you don't open it and take a look, you will know."

Hearing this, Fan Yuqi glanced at Chang'an Jun with a hint of suspicion. He hesitated for a while, then tentatively took the bamboo slips, slowly unfolded them, and began to read.

After three or five breaths.

Wow!

The bamboo slip fell from his hand to the ground.

"You! What is this!"

He suddenly stood up from where he was and pulled out the sword from his waist. His face was shocked and he pointed at Ying Chengyu in fear.

Ying Chengyu was still sitting there, with the sword pointed at him, and he was sipping tea lightly.

And on the bamboo slip that fell to the ground, the upper right corner was not the mark of Ying Zheng of Xianyang Palace, but...

A spider.

"General Fan, every choice in a person's life can lead to different results. Sometimes, whether you want it or not, when you reach the edge of the cliff, there is no way out."

…………

A few days later.

A piece of news that shocked the world quickly swept through the entire Seven Kingdoms.

Lord Chang'an of the State of Qin, the younger brother of King Ying Zheng of Qin, Ying Chengyu launched a rebellion on the way to attack Zhao, and supported his troops to stand on his own.

When the news reached Xianyang Palace.

Ge Nie could completely feel the abyss-like wrath of God's power in the heart of the young man three feet away.

"It's been ten years since I returned to Xianyang. He and I have grown up together since childhood, practiced swordsmanship together, and studied together..."

Ying Zheng’s voice was deep and gloomy:

"He is my younger brother. Blood is thicker than water. I thought that he would be the person I can trust the most besides you and Master. Haha, he actually betrayed me..."

Gai Nie stood tall and tall, and said calmly: "Without Lu Buwei's support, Chang'an Lord would not have such courage."

"Lu Buwei!"

Ying Zheng turned around, his vision was like an eagle, as if he could pass through Xianyang Palace and see the palace in the city, which was lit like daylight.

The old man who is over sixty years old.

"Do you think your manipulative brother can suppress me?"

…

South Korea.

The capital is Xinzheng, and the monarch is named Ji, one of the eight most noble surnames in the world.

Therefore, the land is located in the Central Plains, with Wei and Zhao in the north, Qi in the east, Chu in the south, and Qin in the west. It is surrounded by enemies on all sides. It is precisely because of this that it is difficult for it to have the opportunity to expand its territory, making it a It is the smallest country among the seven countries in the world.

Although South Korea is small, it is a big country that builds troops.

Once upon a time, it was said that the most powerful bows and crossbows in the world all came from Korea. The crossbows could shoot eight hundred shots and were so powerful that they could cut down cattle and horses on land and geese on water.

One month after Jiang Taiyi left Handan, he slowly came here.

I came here to see what the so-called "immortals" in this world are like.

as expected.

When I first arrived in Xinzheng, South Korea, I saw two streets inside and outside, all covered with various yellow cloth flags with various runes written on them.

Unlike many vendors in Handan, Zhao State, they sell firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Many stalls in Xinzheng actually sell various kinds of Qihuang medicines, tortoise shells, and yarrow for divination. There are also many fortune tellers on the road, who not only read fortune tellers, but also read horses, swords, and phase dog.

There were even some people wearing feathered clothes and white clothes, selling all kinds of elixirs openly.

The key is,

Jiang Taiyi took a quick look and saw that those elixirs were not fake. They were indeed effective in curing diseases and injuries, and the price was very cheap, attracting many common people.

"interesting."

He smiled and said to himself:

"It seems that this alchemist and his ilk do have some abilities."

Was walking.

Then a large group of carriages and horses drove through the street, pulling wood and stones, and some people quickly knelt down and worshiped.

Even Jiang Taiyi was pulled aside by people on the road and said: "What are you doing? Don't block the road. That is an altar for us, Korea, to pray for rain."

Jiang Taiyi asked: "What altar?"

The man said: "Altar for praying for rain, you must be a foreigner. It has not rained in Korea for almost a year. The general specially invited the Immortal Song Wuji from Penglai overseas to prepare for a "party meeting" in a month. The Immortal Festival is praying for rain in Korea."

Pray for rain...

Jiang Taiyi thought in his heart and felt a sense of solemnity.

Calling wind and rain, even in the world of immortality, is not a simple spell, let alone making rain fall on a country.

"Perhaps, you can ask Zhuang'er."

His heart moved slightly.

His disciple, Wei Zhuang, is in South Korea.

This is another reason why he came to South Korea. Look at how this disciple is doing now after more than ten years.

He could feel Wei Zhuang's aura, somewhere in Xinzheng City.

Then he walked slowly towards there.

In the middle, you have to cross a bridge.

Suddenly, Jiang Taiyi felt a trace of the power of the soul on the bridge, similar to the one when Gui Guzi joined the game.

Half step to becoming a god!

He looked in the direction he sensed.

There, there was a vicissitudes of life old man with white eyebrows that dropped, and his eyes could not be seen. He seemed to have fallen to the ground. A shoe fell a few steps away from him, and he just lay there.

But at this moment, he felt something slightly and turned back to look at Jiang Taiyi.

Immediately, a compassionate and gentle laughter came to Jiang Taiyi:

"It turns out to be Guiguzi."

Jiang Taiyi looked at this person calmly.

For a moment.

Everyone else on the bridge seemed to have disappeared.

He and the old man were the only ones left between heaven and earth.

The two people's eyes collided in the air, faintly mysterious.

Suddenly, a young boy's voice came from beside the old man, with a gentle voice:

"Grandpa, did you fall? These are your shoes. I'll pick them up for you. Get up quickly."

A young man in green clothes helped the old man pick up the shoes and put them on.

The old man's eyes slowly withdrew, turned to the young man in green in front of him, and spoke compassionately: "Young man, you are so kind-hearted, what is your name?"

The young man said softly and shyly: "My name is Zhang Liang."

The old man smiled, took off his shoes, and threw them directly next to Jiang Taiyi: "Since you are so kind, could you please help me pick up the shoes again?"

Zhang Liang looked at the shoes flying out again and stood there blankly.