I will live forever in the martial arts world

Thousands of arrows rained down on the steps outside the hall.

However, Zhao Gao and others looked at that place in horror, but there was no Mr. Guigu and King Qin at all, and even the figure of Gai Nie was no longer there.

Could it be that he was shot by random arrows and turned into a hedgehog? !

But then I heard more than one person shouting in fear from the army behind Lian Jin.

"in the sky!"

"The King of Qin is in heaven!"

This moment.

Thousands of pairs of eyes looked up.

Lian Jin also looked up at the sky along with the cry that made him tremble all over.

I saw.

Over everyone's head.

Those were Mr. Guigu, King Qin, and Gai Nie.

Standing...

Above a group of auspicious clouds.

at this time.

Even Ying Zheng and Gai Nie, who were standing on the cloud, were dizzy.

When thousands of arrows rained down like locusts, even if the two of them respected their master like gods, it was impossible to say that their moods were not ups and downs at all.

Anyone who has truly experienced the battlefield can fully understand the feeling of despair when the entire sky is covered and endless arrows are directed towards them.

No matter how high your martial arts training is.

After all, it is just a mortal body.

However, Ying Zheng and Gai Nie never expected that their master would be able to create auspicious clouds under their feet at this moment.

The two of them saw extremely clearly at that moment.

The moment thousands of arrows landed around them, they were completely unable to penetrate the clouds around the master and were isolated. The next moment, they followed him to the clouds and sky.

Overlooking Lian Jin and three thousand archers below.

This feeling of standing above the clouds, like a fairy in the clouds overlooking the world, not to mention that Ying Zheng was briefly intoxicated, and even Gai Nie, who could wield a sword hundreds of feet long, found it difficult to calm down.

I couldn't help but think of that scene when I was a child.

The teacher wielded a sword that could move dozens of miles, and instantly took him back to the wine shop from the city of Handan.

At that time, when he was still a child, he already suspected that the teacher might be a fairy.

Until today.

The teacher really had auspicious clouds under his feet, leading them to transcend the world and withstand thousands of arrows. He could finally be completely sure that the teacher was indeed an immortal.

"Soaring in the clouds and riding in the mist?"

The people in Luo Sheng in the distance were all trembling, as if they couldn't help but want to kneel down and worship.

Soaring in the clouds and riding in the fog.

Lingxu Yufeng.

I heard that Yun Zhongjun of the Yin Yang family can also walk on clouds, but that can only be regarded as true energy. It is four or five feet above the ground and travels two or three miles. Some great masters in the world jumped down. It can also have such a height.

But what do they see now.

That is Mr. Gui Gu standing completely on the clouds, and...

He held down thousands of arrows.

"immortal!"

"Your Majesty has an immortal beside you, a son of God!"

"We are disrespectful to the gods and the emperor, and want to shoot them. After death, we will never recover..."

In an instant, among the three thousand armored archers behind Lian Jin, there were a series of sounds of panic and fear, followed immediately by a large number of rustling, armor-colliding sounds of kneeling:

"Forgive me!"

"Your Majesty, forgive me!"

Even at this moment, some people were already looking at Lian Jin with fear and despair in their eyes.

If eyes could speak.

Then the meaning in their eyes was all resentment towards Lian Jin.

In the world, death is sometimes not the most feared thing. The first fear is what happens after death.

Rebellion against the king will only lead to physical death.

But it is blasphemy against the gods.

That is, you will not be able to rest in peace after death, and you will suffer endless pain under the Nine Springs.

The mortal fear of death comes from the unknown.

Especially after seeing the fairy-like scene with my own eyes, I became even more convinced that I and others had made such a big mistake, and that they would be unable to reincarnate after death.

In an instant.

Of the three thousand people behind Lian Jin, more than a thousand knelt down and bowed their heads, their eyes full of fear and despair. There were more than a thousand people whose bodies were completely frightened and weak, and they couldn't help themselves.

Ying Zheng stood in the clouds and followed his master to see this scene.

He soon realized how much benefit his master's move had brought to him.

Everyone who witnesses all this will completely believe in their hearts that Da Qin is destined by destiny, protected by gods, and blessed by immortals.

And this god, this immortal, is completely the person that Ying Zheng is most willing to admit in his heart.

Suppose, if it were not Master.

There really is such a god in the Qin State. Even he would have a sense of uncontrollable crisis and anxiety after his heart was shaken, but the master was completely different.

On the contrary, it will give him an unprecedented sense of security!

"Master!"

Ying Zheng stood beside Jiang Taiyi and murmured:

"With you by my side in this life, even if I am an enemy of the six countries and an enemy of the world, Zheng'er has nothing to fear!"

at the same time.

There was even a thought in my mind.

Master,

Really a fairy?

Immortals live forever.

That means that with the master around, can he and the Great Qin, who will dominate the world in the future, hope to live forever?

Jiang Taiyi listened to the two words spoken by Ying Zheng.

Youyou said:

"I raised you. This is all I can do for you when I come to Qin."

This time the saint appeared in front of people, so that the people of Qin knew that their King of Qin was protected by immortals.

This can almost establish Ying Zheng's status in Qin.

Of course, he could also completely help Ying Zheng destroy all the enemies in one fell swoop. This would be a simple effort, but in that case, Representative Zheng'er would be nothing more than a puppet pushed up by himself.

People need to become strong themselves.

He can only become an elder who promotes Zheng'er to become a strong man.

In this way, his life has meaning.

"Okay, go down and let Nie Er take down this person. Then, I will accompany you to find Lu Buwei's old friend and have a good chat. Qin's domestic worries are gone. As for the future road, the six countries in the world, You have to leave alone."

Listen to Master's words.

Ying Zheng's expression was stunned, and he suddenly felt strong sourness and sadness.

Master...

Lian Jin's lips trembled as he looked at the clouds on the clouds, slowly falling towards him.

Just stood in front of him.

After standing there and taking a breath to calm down his shocked mood, Lian Jin looked gloomy and couldn't help but let out a sad laugh:

"Hahaha, God, God, God, how unfair."

Why is it that someone is born as a prince, a high-ranking king, the general trend of the world, a historical hero, everyone is surrounding him, even gods are his masters...

Lian Jin would never have thought that he would end up in such a failure.

Lost to the gods?

It is indeed a matter of course!

How can people fight against heaven, gods, and immortals?

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit."

He looked up to the sky and smiled miserably. In the end, he just glanced at the direction of the Queen Mother's palace with nostalgia, looked at Ying Zheng, and said:

"Lao Ai conspired to rebel. His crime cannot be punished. He is willing to die, but I hope you will not embarrass the disciples behind me. They are all forced by me, as well as the two children in the palace..."

When he said this, he knew it was impossible.

Suddenly he closed his eyes and said solemnly:

"Children, it's your father who is sorry for you. In the next life, he will work as a cow and horse for you to drive for you."

The words fall.

He drew his sword and killed himself.

…………

dusk.

A faint red light came in from outside the window lattice.

"Master Prime Minister, it's time to get up."

The maid in the house whispered carefully into Lu Buwei's ear:

"You said I would wake you up after two hours of sleep."

Lu Buwei opened his eyes. As people get older, they sleep less. There are not many people like him who can still sleep. However, the moment he opened his eyes, he looked at the dim sky outside.

Suddenly I felt a sense of death.

It was as if when he woke up, a long time had passed in the world, many things had happened, and he had been abandoned by the world.

This is the feeling you will probably have when you wake up in the afternoon at dusk.

He calmed down for a while, let out a long breath, drank a cup of tea brought by the maid, put on a black and gold patterned brocade robe over his white singlet, and asked:

"Is there any news from the Queen Mother's Palace?"

Outside the door, the killer in the net whispered: "It should be soon."

Lu Buwei stood next to the door frame, waiting.

until.

After a few flashes of light from outside the palace, a figure came to the door of the house and stood on the bluestone slab with his head lowered:

"Zhao Gao pays homage to the Prime Minister."