Meng Jue suddenly appeared in the Imperial Palace, and dozens of people immediately rushed over. They pointed their spears at Meng Jue and were about to stab him. These soldiers had never seen him before, so they thought he was an assassin.
" Stop…" With a loud shout, the soldiers immediately disappeared.
Looking at the young man walking towards him, Meng Jue revealed a smile. Wasn't this Fu Su?
"Fusu greets the Demon Emperor. Father has been waiting for a long time.”Fu Su said respectfully.
Meng Jue nodded and glanced at Fu Su. He realized that Fu Su's mental power was stronger than an ordinary person's. At the same time, his body contained an extremely pure power that was somewhat similar to the energy of his Mystic Origin Art.
He didn't ask immediately. Meng Jue immediately realized that although this world's martial strength wasn't strong, the cultivation method of spiritual energy was extremely powerful. Condensing the soul was not something ordinary.
The soul was illusory and unpredictable. The Mystic Origin Technique condensed one's mental power, but after reaching the great success stage, one would slowly begin to condense the soul. This also allowed Meng Jue to move every inch of his body.
It was just like a person's toes. Without training, the middle toe could not be moved alone.
The Xuan Yuan Art was only the cultivation method of the Xiang Clan in Chu Country. Although Xiang Liang had taught Yi Xiaochuan and accepted him as his disciple, his master would always leave a trace. Who knew if the Xuan Yuan Art was the best cultivation method in Chu Country?
However, there were definitely top-notch cultivation paths in Great Qin, which had unified the world. Meng Jue faintly smiled.
In the low-level Wuxia world, or in the world below the high-level Wuxia world, there would be cultivation methods. Some were true qi, some were force, some were divine power, some were magic power, and some were to train the body.
However, every world had the possibility of producing any martial arts technique below the world's wondrous martial arts. However, the power was different. This was the difference in foundation. Although they were both peerless martial arts techniques, there were differences in strength. Similarly, there were also differences in grade three.
Not long after, Meng Jue and Fusu got into the carriage and saw that Ying Zheng was not in the palace.
The carriage arrived before a large mountain. Meng Jue watched as a stone door slowly rose, and a dark passageway appeared in front of him. The carriage didn't slow down and rushed in.
Inside the passage, stone doors were raised and slowly lowered after the carriage passed. There were two huge terracotta warriors on both sides of the stone gate, holding bronze swords in their hands, guarding the stone gate.
This place didn't look like a place for a vacation. Instead, it looked like a grave. That's right, the more he looked at it, the more it looked like it.
The carriage slowed down after a while. A stone door opened, and light shone in all directions.
"Demon Emperor, please get off the car." Fu Su said with a smile.
Meng Jue nodded. The scene after he got off the car shocked him again. There were working people everywhere, and a huge bronze coffin with a length, width, and height of 30 feet was placed in the center.
This was a huge underground city that was somewhat similar to the imperial palace. The passages extended in all directions, and no one knew where they led to. At the same time, it was pitch-black. The rows of torches on both sides only lit up the passage.
Meng Jue's expression was normal, without the slightest hint of surprise. Fu Su was even more certain that Meng Jue was an immortal. If he was an ordinary person, how could he have such a calm expression when he came here?
"Demon Emperor, please follow me." Fu Su pressed down on a protruding stone on the wall, and a stone door slowly opened. Inside was a space that was exactly the same as the hall from yesterday. Ying Zheng had moved the imperial palace here.
Ying Zheng was sitting on the dragon throne in the main hall. When he saw Meng Jue, he smiled and stood up to welcome him. "Demon Emperor, I've been waiting for you.”
"Hehe, Qin Emperor has spoken too much. May I know why you have called me here?”Meng Jue did not beat around the bush with Ying Zheng and asked directly.
Ying Zheng did not get angry. After all, Meng Jue was an immortal in his eyes. "It's one thing. I want to ask the Demon Emperor to help.”
"What is it?" Meng Jue asked.
Ying Zheng felt a little embarrassed at this moment, but he was also afraid that Meng Jue would be unhappy." Tu An of the North wants to send his most beautiful princess to be my princess consort, but the elite army of the Great Qin has gone to the East County to bring Princess Tu An back safely. This is the time to show the might of the Great Qin, and we cannot afford to lose it.
"The four smaller countries will definitely send their armies to stop them. If they kill a concubine, it will make me, or the entire Great Qin, feel even more humiliated. Therefore, he could only win.
"Otherwise, the surrounding small countries will…That's why I want to invite the Demon Empress to go and bring Princess Tu An back safely to show the might of Great Qin. As for the princess, please arrange it yourself, Demon Emperor. No matter how beautiful the princess of a small country is, I won't even look at her.
It's enough for me to have Fang."
Meng Jue was stunned for a moment, then he raised his eyes slightly and gave Ying Zheng a glance before smiling faintly. "I agree to your request, but I want to see the cultivation methods Great Qin has collected. After thousands of years, I want to see if the legacies are still there and if they have been forgotten by future generations.”
Both Fu Su and Ying Zheng's bodies trembled slightly. If they had known that those cultivation methods might be the inheritance of immortals, Ying Zheng himself would have been addicted to them long ago. However, if that was the case, would Great Qin still be able to unify the world? Thinking of this, he shook his head slightly.
"Haha, I'll naturally do as the Demon Emperor requests. Those things are all in the study at the side. As long as Great Qin has them, they're all there.”Ying Zheng was very generous as he brought Meng Jue along.
Looking at the dozens of books on cultivation methods, Meng Jue's eyes twitched. He opened them one by one and glanced through them. The cultivation methods of the State of Qin were naturally here. As for the rest, they were from all kinds of countries. Even if it wasn't the cultivation methods of the Five Tyrants of Spring and Autumn or the Seven Heroes of the Warring States, as long as it was top-notch, it would be here.
Dozens of scrolls contained too much. The clans below must have cultivation methods, but they were all incomplete scrolls. These dozens of scrolls could be said to be the ancestors of the cultivation of spiritual power in the world.
After Meng Jue put down the last scroll, Ying Zheng came to his side. Meng Jue was very fast. He glanced at one scroll, then went to the other side like a ghost, and picked up another scroll. This made Ying Zheng feel fear, but at the same time, he also had more hope for the longevity medicine.
"Demon Emperor, may I know if you have left behind any inheritance?”Ying Zheng asked with great concern. If there was, then Ying Zheng would cultivate in the future, and his relationship with Meng Jue would be further improved, and it would even be possible for him to become Meng Jue's disciple.
Meng Jue glanced at Ying Zheng and shook his head. "Although the techniques here are the best cultivation techniques in the world, they are not my inheritances.”
Hearing this, Ying Zheng's heart turned cold. It was the same for Fu Su. There was a huge difference between being immortal and becoming the disciple of an immortal. If it was a normal person, they would choose to become an Immortal's disciple.
Someone said that he couldn't understand what Xiao Yu wrote. I was puzzled. How could he not understand? Sigh, forget it. It didn't matter. Fortunately, it was just one person who couldn't understand it.
She had been very busy for the past few days, so she only had one chapter a day. She did not have any manuscripts in her hands. Feilu's update speed was not something that other websites could compare to. This was something that Xiao Yu loved and hated at the same time. She wanted to update, but she did not have any manuscripts. Sigh.
"I'll first come up with an idea on how to write it in the future. I looked at the outline and almost all the famous television dramas and movies were written down. Therefore, with so many plots, if I don't think about it properly, it will be very messy.
In the end, Xiao Yu was working hard. No matter what, it was very hard for an author to write a book. No matter how much the big shots disliked it, they couldn't give it two points. At least six points, right? I can only hope so. Of course, it's just hope.
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