Super Soldier King

"Eh..." Ye Qian was silent, it sounded familiar, just like Shinto, but Shinto has declined in the heavens and worlds, but I don't know why there is still inheritance on the side of the Xianqin Empire, and it can suppress the Martial Immortal This kind of orthodox martial arts practice path.

"Why are there no Martial Immortals, only Immortals?" Ye Qian couldn't help asking.

"If you ask other people, they really don't know. This is the old almanac from more than two thousand years ago!" Wei Junzi chuckled, took a sip of wine and said, "Who made us historians? We know about the past. Naturally many.

The Immortal Qin Empire, at the beginning of its founding, was ruled by Wuxian, and the founding emperor was the most powerful Wuxian in the world. Later, every emperor was a Wuxian. Until more than two thousand years ago, when the royal family declined for hundreds of years, there was no Wuxian Xian appears.

The other princes and ministers joined forces to empty the emperor at that time, and the emperor's decree could not even get out of the palace. It can be said that the royal family at that time was almost replaced by the below until the emperor appeared.

He was not talented enough in martial arts training. When he was the prince, he ranked last in the right to succeed. When the new emperor took the throne, he was released as an earl and inherited a small village as a fief. Thirty years later, he conquered the rebellious party for the great emperor of the dynasty, and he was the most powerful in the world, with the largest number of martial immortals under his command. He overwhelmed the entire empire and became king directly.

Later, before the great emperor of the dynasty passed away, the designated prince did not reach the level of Martial Immortal. The God Emperor directly pulled down the successor prince and sat on the throne of the Great Emperor on the grounds that the ancestral system required the successor emperor to have the cultivation of Martial Immortal. .

A normal Martial Immortal basically needs to cultivate for hundreds of years. The reason why the God Emperor was able to have such a short three to forty years of Martial Immortals under his command is the law of laws and regulations. You can ignore the bottleneck of cultivation and directly grant promotion to the cultivation realm. .

This kind of Imperial Martial Immortal is an immortal.

After the Emperor Shenhuang succeeded to the throne, he vigorously promoted the way of immortals, because the royal family only controlled the royal title, and was opposed by all the nobles at that time. A battle that lasted for several years resulted in countless deaths and injuries of martial immortals under the command of the royal family and the nobles.

In the end, the Emperor Shenhuang compromised and was willing to share a piece of the royal title, which was controlled by all the nobles. This is the reason for the imperial sect. At that time, the imperial sect was actually composed of nobles, not like now, where people in the rivers and lakes accounted for the majority. .

After more than two thousand years, there are no traditional Wuxians, and later generations basically only think that only imperial conferments can become Wuxians.

The word "immortal" was only mentioned in the last hundred years, and presumably it was intentional by the imperial court. "

Ye Qian listened to Wei Junzi telling the past of the Xianqin Empire, the shadows of swords, swords, and bloody fights implied in it were beyond anyone's imagination, and the god emperor was able to bend and stretch, and it was really amazing.

More importantly, most of the Zongmen are now people from the Jianghu. They can be regarded as folk forces. The nobles may have some influence, but it is basically impossible to completely control it.

Ye Qian can imagine that there is definitely a contribution from the royal family. The power of the nobles is always too scattered, and they can still be united in life and death. If there is a way out, they will be broken one by one and disintegrated. It is only a matter of time.

"In recent years, the empire has been promoting some chilling claims, such as the divine right of the king, the emperor is the son of heaven, and the so-called Fengtian Chengyun, etc., all of which are the ideas of strengthening the gods. After thinking about it, the words of Wuxian There will be none, only the sayings of the gods will be left, and as the emperor of heaven, he will lead the gods and the people of the world, and he will have righteousness and luck!"

Wei Junzi chuckled, looking a little gloating.

"You thought of all of these?" Ye Qian looked at Wei Junzi in amazement, and was a little impressed by Wei Junzi.

"Of course my father said it. Let me tell you, listen, it's good to be a conversation starter over drinks."

Wei Junzi rolled his eyes and said heartlessly.

It's really just a talk!

Ye Qian smiled and had a drink with Wei Junzi. It has nothing to do with him. He just needs to get the law, which is the law of the road that suits him, and leave this world.

Fairy or Wireless, who cares.

...

Severe pain burst into his mind instantly from his buttocks, Ye Qian suddenly opened his eyes, waking up from his drunken dream.

The window paper was not sealed all night, the sun shines directly on Ye Qian's pale face through the mottled yellow wood prism window, dazzling and white, making him unable to see who is slapping his butt beside the bed.

However, his feeling told him that it was Liu Mingshan.

"Here we come..." Ye Qian said hello indistinctly with his mouth full, his voice was a little hoarse, and his head was in severe pain.

Ye Qian closed his eyes, shook his head fiercely, trying to get the pain out of his mind.

Unfortunately, the pain did not lessen, but a slight dizziness was added.

Ye Qian frowned, he didn't like this feeling very much.

He hadn't been drunk for many years, and the most recent one was at Tu Shanhonghong's place in Taohuaju in the Immortal Demon Continent.

This sentence is really useless, a jar of mortal wine that is hundreds of years old can get you drunk.

Covering the dazzling sunlight with his hands, Ye Qian opened his eyes again, and finally saw clearly that the person standing beside the bed was indeed Liu Mingshan.

But whose leg is on his belly?

Ye Qian shifted his gaze, swept along that leg, and fixed his eyes on the young man with a slight smile. It was Wei Junzi.

It was only then that he remembered that after the hangover last night, Ye Qian and Wei Junzi went home shoulder to shoulder, and fell asleep on the bed without washing up.

Unlike Ye Qian, Wei Junzi got drunk after drinking two bowls, and Ye Qian drank the rest.

Just as Ye Qian was thinking, Liu Mingshan's urging voice came from his ears, "Get up quickly, Wang Chengcai, who came to assess you from the Zhou Xuebing family, has arrived, and is waiting in your hall."

"Hmm..." Ye Qian nodded and said, "Brother Liu, go and accompany me first, I will come later."

A strong smell of alcohol spewed out of his mouth, quickly diffused in the air, Liu Mingshan's nose twitched, his face changed drastically, he stepped forward and grabbed Ye Qian by the skirt, and dragged him to the front, very excitedly said: " What kind of wine did you drink, and the smell of the wine has not dissipated all night?"

"Well, this kid brought it, I heard it's been over a hundred years..." Ye Qian chuckled, he knew that Liu Mingshan liked to drink, so it was really kind of rude not to invite him last night.

Looking at Ye Qian's wandering eyes, Liu Mingshan gritted his teeth and said: "Very well, you can't even think of me for hundreds of years of wine, and don't even think about my family's number one scholar red!"

"This..." Ye Qian said embarrassingly, "Isn't this unfamiliar with him? His family should have some. When you get familiar with it later, let him bring some over..."

"It's also..." Liu Mingshan slightly groaned, and glanced at the other person on the bed. He knew that this young man who appeared suddenly, although he had never seen it before, should be the only son of Mr. Wei, Junzi Wei. Liu Mingshan's face looked better again. , "Wei Junzi, is that him?"

Ye Qian nodded.

Liu Mingshan couldn't help but asked again, "Is he really called Junzi Wei?"

Ye Qian nodded sincerely.

"Good name, when his father named it, I don't know if he thought about his last name!"

Through the window, Liu Mingshan looked at the sky speechlessly, without saying anything.

Wei gentleman, hypocrite? Hearing this, Ye Qian realized that the corner of his mouth twitched.

"You must call me next time!" Liu Mingshan left Ye Qian's room with a ruthless remark annoyed. He knew that Wang Chengcai came to Zhao's house, so he hurried over to inform him that Zhao Kai, a junior, didn't even call him when he was drinking. , so sad.

Liu Mingshan still wanted to share half of the vat of Zhuangyuanhong at home. After all, the Zhao family was just an ordinary family. When the child was born, he would never think of digging out the Zhuangyuanhong or daughter's red buried in the year of birth when the child grew up and married. .

If you still drink and don't call him in the future, Zhuangyuanhong will definitely be gone! With a harsh word in his heart, Liu Mingshan hurried over to the hall of the Zhao family. He obviously needed to wash up as a junior. The Zhao family was just an ordinary farmer's family and couldn't handle Wang Chengcai.

"Is that jar of wine good?"

A voice rang in my ears, it was Wei Junzi, and I don't know when he woke up. Ye Qian took off his clothes that smelled of alcohol, and explained to Junzi Wei: "It's not very good, it's more special. After all, he was brought from your hometown, and he's old enough, and he has a good wine personality. .”

"That's it..." Wei Junzi nodded, got up from the bed, and said, "I'll send him an altar later that night!"

Seeing Wei Junzi's wrinkled and oily clothes, Ye Qian frowned, pulled a looser piece from his clothes, threw it to Wei Junzi, and said: "Change yours, use it first, go back It's not too late to change."

"Well, remember to inform the village entrance to gather in the afternoon, and my father will announce the restructuring of the Fruit Seizing War..." Wei Junzi did not refuse, he was born in a family, and his father would definitely be angry if he came home dirty.

Although there was a year difference in age between the two, they were about the same size, and the clothes fit them fairly well. After changing, Wei Junzi left the Yun family.

Ye Qian didn't say polite words about keeping him for dinner, but only told Wei Junzi that he had something to do after noon, and he would go back to him after dinner.

After washing up, Ye Qian changed into clean clothes and came to the hall, where he saw Wang Chengcai in a fine attire sitting at the head of the hall, Zhao Gao and Liu Mingshan sitting at the third seat, accompanied by smiling faces.

Unconsciously, Ye Qian frowned, this disciple of the military strategist is really rude.

Generally speaking, if the status and seniority of the host and the guest are not too different, the host is the first and the guest is the second. Of course, before entering the table, the host must politely give up the chief seat to the guests, but any guest who knows some etiquette will not really take the chief seat.

Ye Qian didn't think how high a status of a cunning disciple was.

Not to mention that Wang Chengcai, the cunning disciple, was also the son of a farmer in the next village. Even if he was a genius and a student of the state school, he never sat at the head of the host's house when he was a guest.

In this regard, Liu Mingshan is much better than this cunning disciple. Big brother Zhao Gao is still there, and although Liu Mingshan is the son of the village chief, he still takes the third seat, leaving the second seat to big brother Zhao Gao.

Ye Qian has never been a person who can force a smile when he is clearly unhappy.

Of course, he's not so stupid as to put all his emotions on his face...