The imperial master of the Great Qin Dynasty taught three thousand ghost-backed Confucian scholars

Lying on the special long table, Kong Ping was enjoying the all-round service of the little palace maids.

And after hearing that Kong Chen was serving as one of five little palace maids.

Kong Ping felt that as his father, his momentum could not be lowered.

So every day is served by a minimum of six little palace maids.

Such a boring day can be as long as three years.

After a long time, after the massage, Kong Ping took a bath.

Then began the day of more boring cabaret moments.

These were naturally made up when Kong Chen was there.

Now it is for Kong Ping, who lives in Yichun Palace, to enjoy it.

The day's daily activities were over, and Kong Ping was getting ready for bed.

A guard came to report: "Confucius, there is news from the palace that Mrs. Kong and the eldest son have returned to Daqin.

"In a little while, you will be able to lift your house arrest." Kong

Ping froze in place for a moment when he heard this, and his brain suddenly buzzed.

Kong Chen is

back? Then don't I have to go back to Qilu?

Kong Ping's face was extremely ugly, and he walked back to his side hall and dormitory in a gloomy manner.

Now I don't have to play, there will be no little palace maid to serve in the future.

Why didn't that rabbit cub go to the east to go farther?

How can I say that it will take ten or eight years, right?"

"Now it's only been three years, and I'm rushing back in a hurry, rushing to reincarnate!"

I have to go back and deal with a bunch of old pedants.

The most important thing is that now I have to go back to pay public food to my three wives and four concubines.

When a person reaches middle age, he has to soak wolfberries in boiling water, how can he bear the physique of a Confucian scholar of the literary school?

During the period of imprisonment in Yichun Palace, not only did he have a beautiful little palace maid to serve him.

You don't have to pay public food yet, where can you find such a good thing and place to go in the future.

He even had the idea of taking a few little palace maids back.

But this is obviously impossible, not to mention whether Fusu is willing or not, the wife and concubine in the family will definitely cry with him, make trouble and hang himself.

This night is destined to be Kong Ping's sleepless night.

....

The sun rises in the east, and the morning sun shines on the earth.

And the sky above the Great Qin Empire changed dramatically at this time.

Because along with the rising sun there is also a golden ancient scroll.

It is engraved with quaint and mysterious runes, which make people deeply attracted at a glance.

The scroll slowly rises and hangs in the sky, and the golden divine light renders the sky more sacred and solemn.

And this scene was also strangely mapped into the minds of everyone in Daqin at this time.

Everyone pushed the doors and windows open, and their eyes looked at the scroll in the center of the sky.

The radiance became more and more mysterious as time passed and the sun rose.

........

Xianyang Palace.

Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly when he looked at the scroll, which faintly exuded the power of the Heavenly Dao.

It was an absolute majesty that overrode all living beings, and even if the immortal gods had the intention of rebellion, they would be wiped out in an instant.

Soothing the sword of the Son of Heaven that was constantly buzzing around his waist, Ying Zheng immediately concluded that there was a great opportunity in the scroll.

Cultivation is so difficult, but even if you break through to the immortal realm, it will only increase your longevity by five hundred years.

But if the Dao suppresses today, who knows if he can wait until the day when the Dao of Heaven unlocks the suppression.

And as the king of a country, he can't go to the demon battlefield, he wants to live forever.

Unless the Terrans can win the big battle between the demons and the Terrans.

Ying Zheng shook his head helplessly.

This battle of shemales is a catastrophe of heaven, and it is impossible to win with the strength of the human race.

The strength and growth rate of the demon race have always been faster than that of the human race.

Thousands of years ago, there were 3,000 strong men in the hidden world of the Terrans who turned the tide of the war, and this time, the Terrans will no longer have any help.

And in this scroll chance, there may be a method of immortality!

Continuing to look at the golden light in the sky, Ying Zheng's eyes began to become hot.

After a long time, he said lightly: "Where is Xu Fu now?" "

Back to Your Majesty, I am now being imprisoned in the Meng family..."

Ying Zheng frowned slightly when he heard this: "Pigsty? What's going on?"

He had already had no expectations from Xu Fu, so that Meng Tian didn't even have the mood to ask after he arrested people.

After all, left and right are nothing more than a nonsense quibble.

In fact, every time Xu Fu pays tribute, the Juxian Pill can increase the longevity of several years or even more than ten years.

But as he ate more, he sensed something was wrong.

This is almost equivalent to directly exploiting the body's potential to achieve a short-term increase in longevity.

This may be a good thing for ordinary people, but for cultivators, it is tantamount to cutting off one's own path.

After all, the Gathering Immortal Pill does not really achieve immortality, but is more like a chronic poison.

In the end, the cultivation path was cut off, but Shouyuan could not be increased.

With this alone, he can't stay in the clouds, not to mention the lie of going east to find immortals.

The little eunuch's face twitched, and he cowered and told the outrageous truth.

"General Meng said that Xu Fu had cultivated poison skills and must be quarantined, otherwise he might be infected to others like a plague.

The corners of Ying Zheng's forehead showed black lines, how could so many strange words be said by Meng Tian, and they were definitely picked up by Kong Chen.

Ying Zheng waved his hand: "Deal with it, there is no need for him to live." "

......

Mojia Organ City.

The faces of the group were pale, and their brows were slightly furrowed and they stared at the scroll in the sky.

The ink eyebrows on Tianming's waist continued to vibrate, as if echoing the scroll.

Zhang Liang pressed down the Qingxu Sword in his hand, which was also trembling, and whispered, "Is the Heavenly Dao incarnation

?" "It seems to be related to the sword?"

Northern Border.

Hai City.

Outside the city, two men in their early thirties walked side by side, with a very strong bloody aura on their bodies, obviously killing a lot of demon beasts.

The two are Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang, and the two brothers get along in a rare harmony at this moment.

Gai Nie is tall, with long, black hair parted in the middle and a butterfly-like bun standing up at the back of his head. The clothes on his body are very simple, and a white dress swings in the wind.

Wei Zhuang is full of white hair and has a thin face. The headband on the head and the heavy coat alternate gold and black patterns, and the coat mops the floor to show its noble and extraordinary presence.

The two of them looked at the golden scroll in the sky, their eyes full of hope.

Because in the scroll, both of them felt the breath of the supreme sword.

Wei Zhuang was even short of breath at this time, although he didn't want to admit it, but in terms of swordsmanship, he was indeed inferior to Gai Nie.

If you can get the opportunity on the golden scroll, it will definitely be easy to defeat Gai Nie.

At this time, Gai Nie looked at the Seven Killing Swords and Shark Teeth that were constantly trembling on both sides of Wei Zhuang's waist, and then looked at the wooden sword in his hand.

Gai Nie, who had always been cold, suddenly glanced at Wei Zhuang angrily.

Ya's waist has two swords, one is the peak of the spiritual weapon, and the other is the level of the magic weapon.

You're amazing, you're rich.

You cut off my Yuanhong, and I should be a resentful seed.