Ying Zheng looked at Qi Yuan, touched."
"Thank you for your guidance, Master. I understand.”
Qi Yuan patted Ying Zheng's shoulder and said,"
"Zheng, if you have nothing to do, read the Encyclopedic Knowledge Encyclopedia.”
"The technology inside will help you build Great Qin, understand?”
"Alright, that's all for today. Fusu is about to wake up.”
Ying Zheng cupped his hands and bowed,"
"I will follow Master's instructions."
With that, he quickly walked into the room.
At this moment.
Fu Su lay quietly on the bed.
Her face was rosy.
It was impossible to tell that he had already died once.
Slowly.
His eyebrows moved.
Shua!
Fu Su's eyes suddenly opened.
He entered his sight.
It was the face of Qin Shihuang, Ying Zheng.
"Father, is this the netherworld? I didn't expect us to be reunited again."
Three deep wrinkles appeared on Ying Zheng's helpless face.
"Son, this is not the netherworld, and you are not dead.”
"What is it? I didn't die? But I clearly remember that I killed myself.”
Fu Su propped himself up on the bed with his left hand and tried to get up.
Suddenly.
"Bang... Dong!"
Fu Su's body flew up to the ceiling and landed heavily on the ground.
Fu Su looked at himself in horror."
"Imperial Father, what the hell is this?"
At this moment, Ying Zheng was also dumbfounded.
How did Fu Su become so powerful all of a sudden?
With just a slight force, he could fly straight to the ceiling.
In the next moment.
Qi Yuan's voice rang out from behind Ying Zheng,"
"Do you still remember the 10,000-year-old Vermilion Fruit you gave him?”
"At that time, he was already dead, so the medicinal effects of the 10,000 Year Vermilion Fruit couldn't be unleashed.”
"Now that he has been resurrected, the 10,000 Year Vermilion Fruit has also modified his body.”
"Right now, I think you can't even beat Fu Su.”
Ying Zheng's voice suddenly rose by three degrees,"
"I can't even beat him?"
Although Ying Zheng was only at the first level of the Aura Refining realm…
However, in reality, it was because he cultivated the Primordial Heavenly Emperor Scripture.
With his strength, even a third qi layer cultivator might not be able to defeat him.
Most importantly…
The cultivation system that Qi Yuan had taught him was a high-end version.
The strength of the third qi layer.
It was roughly equivalent to the strength of 40,000 pounds.
It was more than enough to destroy a small mountain.
At least in this world, other than Qi Yuan and the others, there were almost no immortal cultivators.
Ying Zheng was almost invincible.
But even so, Fu Su was still more powerful than Ying Zheng.
This meant…
Fu Su's current strength was at least 40,000 pounds, or even more.
Ying Zheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said,"
"Master, why don't you let Fu Su rest here for a period of time?”
Qi Yuan laughed heartily.
"Are you afraid of Fu Su?”
Ying Zheng shook his head and said,"
"Master, I'm not afraid of Fu Su. I'm mainly afraid that Fu Su won't be able to control his power and accidentally kill Great Qin's loyal subjects.”
Qi Yuan looked at the serious Ying Zheng and laughed,"
"No problem. You can leave him with me for now. After he familiarizes himself with his power, you can bring him back.”
Fu Su was lying on the ground, listening to the conversation between Ying Zheng and Qi Yuan, and was instantly dumbfounded.
Imperial Father's master?
A 10,000-year-old Vermilion Fruit?
Resurrection after death?
Why do I know every word, but when I put them together, I feel so confused?
"Imperial Father, what exactly happened?”
Fu Su asked while lying on the ground motionlessly.
He did not dare to move at all.
He was afraid that he would use too much force and hit the ceiling again.
Qi Yuan squatted down and counted Fu Su's body."
"Alright, I've temporarily sealed the excess power that you haven't adapted to.”
"You can stand up."
Fu Su looked at Qi Yuan, then at Ying Zheng.
His eyes were filled with disbelief.
Ying Zheng squatted down and grabbed Fu Su,"
"Get up. Master said that you're fine, so you're definitely fine.”
Fu Su stood up and stretched his body.
As expected.
It wasn't like before, when he flew up to the ceiling with just a light push.
"Father, this... What happened?"
Ying Zheng had no choice but to patiently tell Fu Su what he had encountered.
After a while.
Fu Su looked at Ying Zheng in disbelief,"
"Imperial Father, your situation is truly unbelievable.”
Although Ying Zheng's experience was very dreamy.
However, Fu Su had no choice but to believe it.
That was because…
He clearly remembered that he had already committed suicide under the sword.
But now, he was standing here in a refreshed state.
Moreover, Fu Su could really feel the majestic power in his body.
Even though most of that power had been sealed.
However, with just a small amount of power that was emitted.
It made Fu Su feel like he could kill a bull.
Ying Zheng patted Fu Su's shoulder and said seriously,"
"Son, your body is now filled with the power of the 10,000-year-old Vermilion Fruit. It is not suitable for you to return to Xianyang Palace.”
"I've already spoken to Master. You'll stay here for a period of time.”
"When you can completely control the power in your body, I will bring you back to Xianyang Palace.”
"Oh, right, don't you like the scholarly faction? My second senior brother also lives in this farm. If you have time, you can ask him about the way of governing the country.”
Fu Su did not quite understand what Ying Zheng meant.
However, he did not dare to disobey and could only nod.
"Yes, Father."
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