Rebirth of the supernatural sword emperor

Jiang Nan walked out of the secret room with an indescribable calmness in his heart, as if he had been freed from a curse. For a long time, Jiang Nan always had an unreal feeling, that is, it was all a dream.

What makes Jiang Nan feel even more sorry is his own soul in this time and space. Jiang Nan does not feel at ease because he is also himself. Instead, he feels more guilty, as if he has arbitrarily taken over someone else's body.

, and imprison others deep in their hearts!

This kind of self-blame from the soul makes Jiangnan feel pressure all the time!

"Sir, why didn't the king come out from inside?" Meng Yi from outside came over and saluted Jiangnan and said.

"Father is preparing some things inside, and he specifically asked not to let anyone get close!" Jiang Nan replied casually. When he called his father, Jiang Nan felt no burden at all, as if he was wearing a mask, completely hiding his identity.

After that, there will be no psychological burden.

Meng Yi looked towards the study with some worry, but Jiang Nan drew his attention: "General, are there other creatures living in this imperial mausoleum?"

Meng Yi retracted his gaze and respectfully faced Jiangnan and said: "Reporting to the young master, it is true that there is a kind of clay monster that can change its body shape living in this imperial mausoleum. There are extremely many of them. And the terracotta warriors and horses in our hands are made of

Made from the corpses of these monsters!”

"Oh?" Jiang Nan became interested and asked, "As far as I know, the terracotta warriors and horses cannot be killed at all. Even if they are cut into countless pieces, they will slowly be put back together. How on earth are such monsters killed?

of?"

"It's not impossible to kill! As long as it is broken nine times, nine is the ultimate number, the clay will turn into a piece of dust and turn into mortal soil, and it will never recover!" Meng Yi replied as it should be, "We just broke it

Cut it into countless pieces, then bring it back and use secret methods to change its shape, and then remove the soul and leave only the recoverable clay to make terracotta warriors and horses!"

"Take away the soul?" Jiang Nan touched his chin and looked at Meng Yi. He sounded very arrogant, but from Meng Yi's mouth, it sounded very relaxed.

"Use another soul to consume the soul of a monster in clay. Ten souls of an ordinary person can consume the soul of a monster!" Meng Yi knew that Jiang Nan was unclear, so he had to explain.

Jiang Nan put down his hand and remembered the overwhelming Qin Terracotta Warriors and Horses when he first came in, and said blankly: "How many Terracotta Warriors and Horses can such a monster create?"

"One monster's body can make two terracotta warriors and horses!" Meng Yi replied.

"Then, how many terracotta warriors and horses are there in the entire imperial tomb?"

"Including the imperial city's 15,000 imperial guards, the upper, middle and lower armies, another 3,000 tiger warriors, General Wang Jian and 50,000 standing troops, scattered to prevent and defend Tao soldiers, a total of 129,000 people!" Meng Yihao said

He answered directly without thinking.

Jiang Nan stood blankly in front of the main hall, looking at the blue-grey sky and sighed: "Five people's lives were only exchanged for one Qin Terracotta Warriors and Horses. How many lives would it take to fill it up! Sure enough, one general can accomplish everything!"

"Young Master seems to be too sentimental. In this world, the relationship is about eating and being eaten. If a tiger does not eat livestock, what is the difference between a tiger and an elk that eats grass?" Meng Yi said in confusion about Jiangnan's lament.

Jiang Nan looked at the puzzled Meng Yi and sighed. Meng Yi lived in the war-torn Warring States era, and human life was really not that valuable! It seemed that his sentimentality was in the wrong place!

"It's a pity that we can't increase the number of terracotta warriors and horses now. The heroic ambitions of millions of soldiers in those days can only be vented from those monsters occasionally!" Meng Yi said with some sigh.

Jiang Nan asked curiously: "Do those monsters still dare to attack the imperial tomb?"

"Those monsters can change their bodies. I don't know when they started. They also learned the style of my Da Qin army and transformed into the form of terracotta warriors and horses, and they reproduced very quickly. Fortunately, the king got a secret method to carve a pattern on the weapons.

This rune can completely crush their souls, but after completely crushing their souls, their corpses will also lose the ability to automatically recover!" Meng Yi replied.

Jiang Nan thought for a while and suddenly said: "I'm afraid if you don't have the goal of annihilating them all in one fell swoop, you will just be expecting them to attack the city!"

Hearing Jiang Nan's words, Meng Yi burst out laughing and said enthusiastically: "Of course, if we, the people of Great Qin, do not fight, we will lose the meaning of existence. We, the people of Great Qin, will wield swords and swords from birth!"

"Aren't you afraid of raising tigers?"

"Raising tigers is a danger? There is only a Da Qin that died in battle, and there is no Da Qin that is afraid of war!"

The arrogance and fanaticism in his tone actually made Jiang Nan interested. Jiang Nan was also looking forward to fighting this kind of monster. Jiang Nan asked with a hint of excitement: "I wonder when the monster will attack next time?"

"Those monsters will attack every three years, and the next attack will be in two days!" Meng Yi saw Jiangnan's eagerness to try and replied.

After hearing this, Jiang Nan realized why Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum was only opened once every three years. It turned out to be because this time was the time when the peripheral defense of the Imperial Mausoleum was weakest!

"In two days, I hope to walk with the general with a sword!" Jiang Nan said, cupping his hands to Meng Yi.

"Young master has orders, don't dare to disobey!" Meng Yi was very happy for some reason when he heard Jiang Nan's words, and replied repeatedly.

Early in the morning, Jiang Nan opened his eyes in a daze and looked at the watch on his hand. It was already seven in the morning. Jiang Nan looked outside, and the white window paper reflected the blue-gray sky.

It was like it was unreal in a dream, but it actually happened to him. Jiang Nan raised the corner of his mouth and took out pure water from the space ring to wash himself.

In this space, at least until now, Jiangnan has found no trace of water.

Jiang Nan adjusted his black embroidered gold robe. This robe was indescribably comfortable to wear. Although it looked cumbersome, it did not affect his activities at all.

Opening the door, there was a general in black armor standing at the door, but it was not Meng Yi, but Meng Yi's younger brother, Meng Tian.

"Sir, do you want to fight in person?" Before Jiang Nan could say anything, Meng Tian took the lead and asked.

"Indeed, I wonder where General Meng Yi is?" Jiang Nan looked around but did not find Meng Yi.

"The eldest brother is on guard in front of the study. The eldest brother told me that the young master will go to the expedition himself. I will personally protect the young master and lead 3,000 imperial guards to the front line!" Meng Tian clasped his fists and said to Jiangnan.

Jiang Nan was stunned for a moment, then groaned deeply and asked: "If there are fewer imperial guards in the imperial mausoleum, will it make the guards of the imperial mausoleum weak?"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Nan's words caused Meng Tian to laugh, "Master, are we still in the era of the Six Heroes of the Warring States Period? As long as those monsters don't attack here, the imperial mausoleum will always be the safest place!"

Jiangnan naturally didn't take Meng Tian's laughter to heart. If Meng Yi is a wise general, then Meng Tian is a fierce general, one good at planning and the other good at attacking!

For a real man like Meng Tian who had no scheming intentions, Jiang Nan didn't have much resistance to his words and deeds. He smiled softly and said, "General, I wonder when we will set off?"

"Three thousand imperial guards are already waiting for the young master outside the imperial mausoleum!" Meng Tian also realized that his behavior just now was a bit excessive, so he put away his smile and said seriously.

"Very good!" Jiang Nan raised his hand, and a Tang Dao appeared in his hand. Jiang Nan pinned the Tang Dao on his waist and put his right hand on the handle of the knife intentionally or unintentionally.

The moment Tang Dao appeared, Meng Tian's pupils shrank and he shouted: "What a knife!"

Jiang Nan looked at the Tang Dao in his hand and said meaningfully: "The quality of a weapon can be judged on the battlefield!"

"After the young master was reincarnated, his personality changed a lot, but I like the young master now!" Meng Tian touched his head and grinned at Jiang Nan.

Jiang Nan could even see Meng Tian's generous smile under the black iron mask.

"Let's go, I don't like to be kept waiting!" Jiang Nan took the lead and walked towards the outside of the imperial mausoleum, with Meng Tian following closely behind Jiang Nan.

The blue-grey monochrome color filled the entire Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang, but it did not affect the scope of sight at all. Jiangnan walked out of the Mausoleum.

A neat black square formation appeared in front of Jiangnan. Each imperial guard was dressed in black armor, with a bronze sword and a crossbow at his waist.

All three thousand people rode a terracotta war horse covered in black armor, neatly and silently, as if they were one person. The entire phalanx was filled with a sense of silence and oppression, like a beast with its fangs hidden.

This was the first time Jiang Nan saw an army with such a military appearance. Looking at these clay soldiers who were born for killing, Jiang Nan's throat twitched. He must be like this!

Awake to hold the power of the world, drunk and lying on the knees of a beautiful woman!

Meng Tian didn't know where he brought over two war horses covered in black armor, clasped his fists at Jiangnan and said, "Master, please get on the horse!"

Jiang Nan took the reins and turned over to mount the war horse. Meng Tian also mounted the other horse. Meng Tian took out a bottle from his arms and handed it to Jiang Nan and said: "Young Master, drop the liquid in the bottle on the knife, and those monsters will not be able to resurrect!"

After saying that, Meng Tian threw the bottle towards Jiangnan. The bottle flew towards Jiangnan with a whistling sound. Meng Tian also had the purpose of testing the depth of Jiangnan in his heart.

Jiang Nan looked at the bottle flying towards him, and pressed his hand on the handle of the knife. A cold light flashed, and the bottle split into two pieces, and the liquid spilled all over the floor.

Meng Tian naturally saw the whole process. In an instant, Jiang Nan used his knife to chop the bottle, and in an instant he sheathed the knife. The knife was completely soaked in liquid. He nodded secretly and yelled at the three thousand imperial guards.

Said: "The whole army listens to the order! Let's go!"

"Here!" Three thousand people turned into one voice and galloped into the distance behind Meng Tian. Thousands of people just made a sound of hoofbeats. Jiang Nan pulled the reins and followed closely behind Meng Tian.

"Do you think he is the reincarnation of Fusu?" Qin Shihuang, who was originally in the secret room, stood on the city wall and looked at the retreating army and said quietly.

"I don't dare!" Meng Yi's figure appeared behind Qin Shihuang. Meng Yi bowed respectfully and said.

Qin Shihuang looked at the blue-grey distance and said leisurely: "Yes or no, after thousands of years of seclusion in the world, I suddenly feel regretful! Now I actually have the idea of ​​reincarnation!"

Meng Yi looked at Qin Shihuang in panic, and bowed even lower: "I am scared!"