Great Qin: Taking Ying Zheng as a Disciple at the Beginning of the War
3 Father? Confucius?

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Obviously, those words were not meant for Ying Zheng, but for the White Crane.

After Bai He heard this.

"Screech."

With a loud cry, the crane flapped its wings.

At this moment, it turned into a pure white meteor.

In an instant, he arrived at a lake from the immortal gate.

Below, the surface of the lake was crystal clear.

The sun's rays shone on the surface of the lake, making it sparkle.

Occasionally, one or two small fish would jump out of the water.

The silver-white fish scales reflected the sunlight, like diamonds scattered on a mirror.

Ying Zheng had been conquered by this beautiful scenery.

He tried his best to recall, but he could not find a place that could compare to the scenery here.

"This scene should only exist in the heavens. Where can I find it in the human world?”

In the next moment.

The white crane flapped its wings and swooped down.

Just as it was about to land.

Suddenly, he released his claws.

For a moment, Ying Zheng was falling to the ground at a rapid speed.

It was over!

My life is over!

Ying Zheng looked at the scenery around him that was passing by quickly, his thoughts whirling, and he felt a wave of sorrow.

I didn't expect that I would be able to unify the world and sweep across the eight wastelands.

In the end, he fell to his death…

Just as Ying Zheng was lamenting his fate…

The situation suddenly changed.

In an instant.

A dense cloud of mist gathered around Ying Zheng.

It instantly wrapped around him.

He slowly sent him to the ground.

Ying Zheng stood up awkwardly, his legs a little weak.

He looked forward.

At the lakeside.

The young man was sitting on a chair with a fishing rod in his hand. He was fishing quietly.

There were two people standing behind him.

One of them was a middle-aged man who was nine feet six inches tall and had a serious expression on his face.

The other was an old man with a long beard and kind eyebrows.

"Zhongni, Boyang, you're here? Hmm, not bad. It seems that you haven't slacked off all these years. You've already reached the Nascent Soul realm.”

The young man said casually as he looked at the bobbing fish float.

This young man was Qi Yuan.

"Hu, hu."

A white crane that was as pure as snow flapped its wings and descended from the sky.

It slowly landed beside the middle-aged man.

It lowered its head and rubbed it against the middle-aged man's clothes.

It was very cute.

The middle-aged man tapped Bai He's head lightly with his hand."

"It's fine if you're usually playful, but why did you bring someone back today?”

Who knew.

The white crane cawed softly beside the middle-aged man's ear.

It was as if they were whispering.

"Oh? An esteemed guest of the world?"

The middle-aged man frowned slightly and then slowly relaxed.

It turned out that the White Crane possessed a talent similar to the Seer Observing Technique.

He could feel a person's luck.

This time, it was because Bai He felt that this person in front of him had an indescribably noble fate that he took the liberty to bring him into the dojo.

Indeed.

Bai He wasn't mistaken.

As an existence that could unify the nine provinces.

Ying Zheng was indeed the noblest fate in this era.

After understanding the situation, the middle-aged man stood up and bowed to Ying Zheng,"

"My surname is Kong, my name is Qiu, and my courtesy name is Zhongni. Dear customer, I am truly sorry. This time, it was my mount who made the decision without your permission to bring you here.”

At this moment, Ying Zheng was still immersed in the thrill of falling and had not reacted.

Suddenly.

He thought of something and shouted in surprise,

"What is it? You said your name is Kong Zhongni? The heavenly sage of the scholarly faction, the supreme sage teacher?”

Although Confucianism had only gradually become the most mainstream school of thought in the Divine Great Land during the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.

However, as early as the Spring and Autumn Warring States Period, the Confucian school had begun to gradually become famous.

During the Qin Dynasty.

Even Qin Shi Huang's son, Fu Su, was a scholar.

As for Confucius, he was already revered by countless people during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. He was even revered as a " Sage."

Hearing Ying Zheng's exclamation, the middle-aged man opposite him nodded silently.

"If there's no one else called Kong Qiu here, then the person you're talking about should be me.”

Hiss!

Qin Shihuang was dumbfounded.

This was a figure from more than 300 years ago.

Although the ancient Peng Zu had lived for more than 900 years.

However…

After all, Peng Zu was a legendary figure.

Now, this Confucius who had lived for more than 300 years.

But it really existed in front of him.

Could it be…Sage Kong had become an immortal?

If Confucius became an immortal.

Then, the kind-looking old man beside him who was of the same generation as him.

And that young man whom even Confucius had to respect, what kind of status did he have?

"Then may I ask, who are the other two immortals?”

The old man with the long beard and kind eyebrows was not as polite as Confucius.

He said casually,

"My surname is Li, and my name is Er.”

Hiss!

Qin Shi Huang felt that he was about to suck in all the cool air in this fairyland.

In just a few minutes.

The qi cultivation technique that he had cultivated for decades had been completely destroyed.

Li Dan?

Wasn't this the plum that left Hangu Pass after the Taoist saint left the Tao Te Ching?

That's right.

At this time, I am still called Li Zi.

Later generations called him Laozi.

It was because the pronunciation of 'old' and 'Li' in the ancient language was the same.

Over time, everyone called Li Zi Lao Zi.

After that…

Old and Li's pronunciation changed.

However, everyone's habits did not change.

Therefore, Li Zi refuted and passed it on as Lao Tzu.

"Then, this is?"

Ying Zheng asked even more respectfully and carefully.

Confucius and Li Zi.

The two of them stood behind the young man with a respectful expression.

Ying Zheng felt that his brain was almost running out of space.

He felt that…

Even if this young man said he was Emperor Yan or Emperor Huang, he could still accept it.

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