Xu Luo slowly woke up. When he opened his eyes, it was pitch-black. He wanted to move, but he realized that he could not move at all. The terrified Xu Luo shouted loudly, but he was terrified to find that he could not make a sound at all.
"Sovereign! Sovereign! Where are you? Can you tell me what's going on?”
The panic-stricken Xu Luo called out to the Sovereign in his heart.
"Stop howling. The energy required to transmigrate is not enough to bring your physical body in the modern world, so I can only bring your primordial spirit to transmigrate."
"Essence Soul? Transmigration? What's the use of bringing my soul?”Hearing the sovereign expert's reply, Xu Luo felt a little relieved. He asked in puzzlement,
"Don't worry, that's why I found a suitable body for you to possess. Now, don't you have a body?”The Sovereign replied.
"Then why can't I move, see, or speak? You didn't find me a paralyzed, blind, and mute person, right?”
"Haha! Kid, you picked up a big drop. I discovered that Qin Shihuang had fallen into a deep sleep under the curse of witchcraft in the mausoleum of Qin Shihuang. He didn't have much strength to resist, so I conveniently destroyed his soul.”
"Eh? Then, as long as the plot begins, won't I be able to free myself and call the shots? Hahahaha! That's great!" Xu Luo wanted to go to the future of the emperor and immediately felt that his future was bright.
"That's good. By the way, when will the plot begin?”
"Ugh! "Let me tell you this. It's 1942 now," the Lord God replied in a somewhat nervous tone.
"Oh! So this year is 1942, so the plot starts with…Holy sh * t, Lord God, are you kidding me? You want me to stay here for three to four years before I get out? I can't even stand squatting here for two days, and you want me to wait for three to four years?”
"Don't worry! "Young man, as the saying goes, when the heavens are about to give a great task to a person, they must first suffer from their will and bones. I have my reasons for doing this. Although your mind is extraordinary, your experience is too low. I want to give you three to four years to get used to it," the Lord God explained.
"Here, this is for you." As he spoke, the Sovereign threw a ball of green gas into Xu Luo's mind.
"What is this?" Xu Luo asked,
"The remnant soul of Qin Shihuang! I've organized one for you. It just so happens that I can strengthen and transform your soul. Moreover, all the memories and experiences of Qin Shihuang's life are here. Three to four years is just enough for you to digest.”
" Also, I've sent you through the plane and seized Qin Shihuang's body. I've consumed too much energy now, so this is the last time I'm talking to you. In the future, I'll sleep in your mind. Only when you rule the world and obtain the power of fate or the Heavenly Merit of this world can I wake up. I'm going to sleep now. I'll give you some last things to make you stronger in the future.”After saying that, there was no more news from the Sovereign.
Xu Luo only felt that the Sovereign had sent two messages. One was a cultivation technique, the Yellow Emperor Heart Sutra, and the other was a technique to open a spatial warehouse. Xu Luo remained silent. After a moment of silence, he began to merge with the memories of the First Emperor.
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Three years had passed. Year 34 of the Republic of China, 1945 AD. The war of resistance ended in full swing, but the secret war between the two sides began quietly. However, the commoners were still in dire straits. It was exactly like the old saying," Prosperity, the people suffer. Death, the people suffer."
In Shaanxi, a pair of archaeologists were excavating the mausoleum of Qin Shihuang. They would never have thought that they were excavating a great transmigrator emperor who was about to return to the human world.
The yellow sand was endless and the dust was flying. Although it was already autumn, the migrant workers were still wearing ragged clothes. Their skinny bodies were still wearing only a single layer of clothing. Some were even digging the sand with their arms bare.
These migrant workers were all ordinary people from Shaanxi, children of the Three Qin Dynasties. To the Shaanxi people, they were all descendants of the Qin people. The most glorious period of Shaanxi's life was the Qin Emperor's era. Almost all the Qin people grew up listening to the story of Qin Emperor unifying China. They refused to dig up the tombs of their ancestors, but the years of war and the government's exorbitant taxes caused every family to run out of food. If it wasn't for the fact that they had to earn this life-saving food for their families, they wouldn't have dared to dig up their ancestral graves. In the face of survival, these honest Shaanxi men worked silently like old cattle.
At this moment, inside the mausoleum of Qin Shihuang, Xu Luo, who had been away for a long time, had finally finished devouring and fusing with Qin Shihuang's remnant soul. It could be said that the current Xu Luo was the first emperor of Qin who had swept across all of China in history-Ying Zheng.
"From today onwards, I am the First Emperor."
Xu Luo swore in his heart to announce his existence to the Heavenly Dao of this world.
At this moment, dark clouds suddenly gathered outside the mausoleum of Emperor Qin Shihuang. Lightning and thunder mixed together, but there was not a single drop of rain. At this moment, a yellow wind hung up. It was the sandstorm that was coming. The only Caucasian in the archaeological team, Alex, had no choice but to order a temporary halt to the excavation to avoid the sandstorm.
Not far away, a beautiful mature woman in purple clothes gritted her teeth and said,"Ying Zheng, are you going to wake up? I will make you pay with your blood."
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