Morning!
Before dawn, Ying WuXian had already woken up.
He was training in the courtyard.
First, he did a set of broadcast gymnastics to exercise his muscles and bones. With his fists and feet after he built his foundation, he could still perform it vigorously.
Tian Zhong and the guards were also training.
The people of Qin advocated martial arts, and the folk customs were fierce.
In the past, they were brave in private fights and were regarded as barbarians by the six countries.
It was only when Wei Yang entered the Qin reform that the Qin people were able to 'brave in public battles, afraid of private fights, and rule the countryside'.
From then on, the path to overlord Qin was opened.
Although Tian Chonghe's guard is from Qi, he's from Qi.
Each of them was a warrior who could fight against ten people alone, on par with Wei Wuzu and Qin Ruishi!
Ying WuXian watched their training for a while. Every move was a killing technique.
"Unfortunately, there is no martial arts in this world.”
"Not to mention Yan Lingji and Shao Siming.”
"However, in the military school, there seems to be some secret techniques that can stimulate a person's potential, making them agile and powerful.”
Ding! [Your frog has rested for a night and is ready to travel again. Please prepare its luggage as soon as possible!]
The sudden notification interrupted Ying WuXian's thoughts.
"Hmm? The frog cubs are setting off again?"
"You really can't stay at home!"
Even so, Ying WuXian was looking forward to the frog cub setting off again.
On his first trip, he brought back the Investiture of the Gods, which gave him the biggest leverage to break out of this situation.
What would he bring back on his second trip?
Ying WuXian couldn't wait.
"Go on, little frog!"
After returning to the hall, Ying WuXian quickly prepared his luggage and even put some beef jerky in his bag.
Children have to eat when they are traveling!
The fact that he didn't bring back the flatbread from last time was proof!
"Croak!"
Carrying the bag, the baby frog jumped into the space-time ripples again.
[Your baby frog has set off. It has discovered the Ancient Dragon Lair in space-time and is preparing to travel!]
[Remark: This journey will last for a day!] 23 hours, 59 minutes and 55 seconds left!
The Ancient Dragon Lair?
It sounded awesome!
Dragons were a top-tier race no matter which era they were in. Their entire bodies were treasures.
Moreover, the dragon nest definitely did not lack treasures, right?
Ying WuXian couldn't help but look forward to the frog cub's harvest.
At this moment!
Eastern suburbs of Xianyang, Du You!
In front of Baiqi's tomb.
"Get out of the way, quickly get out of the way.”
"What's the rush?"
"Line up at the back!"
"Line up. Do you know who my young master is?”
"Tch, do you know who my old master is?”
"What are you arguing about? Can't you see that Young Master Jiang Lu is also queuing up?”
Last night, Baiqi appeared and shocked Xianyang.
This morning, the people of Xianyang went to pay their respects.
The Wuan Temple in the city was already packed with people. Incense and incense filled the sky, reaching thousands of miles into the clouds.
As for Du You's Baiqi tomb, it welcomed all sorts of dignitaries.
The three dukes and nine ministers, the princes and the noble families, the generals and merchants, and the three animals and six animals came to sweep Baiqi's tomb and offer incense for peace.
On the bank of the Wei River, willows and willows were swaying. The people of Xianyang who had good things to do were watching the grand scene along the river.
There were even some clever peddlers who brought cold water, cattail leaf fans, or Shu brocade and Chu embroidery and shouted at the roadside.
By the afternoon, the small path in front of Baiqi's tomb had been turned into a large road, and there was even a long queue.
Nothing could compare to the flourishing scene of fireworks in the mortal world.
"No one asked about him for ten years, but he became famous overnight.”
Under an ancient willow tree, Ying WuXian pointed at the ancient tomb and smiled at Bai Qi, who was wearing a bamboo hat,"How do you feel?"
Baiqi smiled and did not answer.
Today in Xianyang, everyone kneels and wakes up.
To him, it was of great benefit.
Ordinary people couldn't see it, but Ying WuXian could 'see' it. The incense that floated over was like a thread, merging into Bai Qi's divine body.
The incense and wish power that filled the sky could help Baiqi stabilize his newly awakened soul and golden body.
Ying WuXian, who was in charge of the Investiture of the Gods, also benefited from it.
Firstly, there was a wisp of Bai Qi's soul in the God Rankings. It could take a portion of Bai Qi's Joss Flames from it.
In Ying WuXian's view, this was equivalent to five insurances and one gold offered to the Investiture of the Gods.
Of course, Baiqi knew about it and offered it willingly.
Because of the protection of the God List, even if he died outside, as long as the God List was not destroyed, he could be resurrected.
This meant that there was a resurrection point.
This incense was the insurance deposit.
If he died, the Investiture of the Gods would have to rely on this deposit to revive him.
Once the Investiture of the Gods obtained this incense, it could be converted into shen power for Ying WuXian to use to strengthen himself or to bestow it on others.
Secondly, the more influence Baiqi had in the State of Qin, the more luck he would have.
Baiqi joined Ying WuXian.
This portion of luck would fall on Ying WuXian, allowing him to gather the invisible luck and nourish his dragon energy.
"Young Master, the Red Reed Ship!" Tian Zhong, who had a sword at his waist, said softly.
Ying WuXian looked over.
A boat with bright red reeds was floating on the river bank.
"Hey, boatman!"
Tian Zhong shouted and went forward to talk to the old boatman who was rowing the pole.
The two of them seemed to be chatting and asking about the price, but they were actually exchanging secret codes.
He was sure that it was the person he wanted to pick up.
The old boatman called them to board the boat.
"Teacher? What are you looking at?"
On the riverbank.
Two people were playing chess in a pavilion.
The middle-aged man saw that the old man in front of him did not put down the chess piece in his hand for a long time. His gaze was fixed on the river.
Curious, he turned his head to look.
The sun was setting, and the river was sparkling. The boatman was rowing like an arrow leaving the bow.
What was so good about a ship?
The middle-aged man was surprised.
The old man's expression was solemn." There is dragon energy gathering in this ship. Its horns are towering and it has the appearance of a Son of Heaven!"”
"Hmm?"
"There's an emperor in Great Qin?" The middle-aged man was shocked.”
He lowered his voice and said," Teacher, didn't you say that Mars is guarding the heart, the Ancestral Dragon's qi is declining, and the land will be divided after death? Qin will perish, right?"”
Great Qin was about to fall, so where would the Son of Heaven come from?
The old man looked at the sky.
The clear sky was clear, but it was chaotic.
"The heavenly secrets have changed!"
"Fifteen years ago, a demon star descended into the world, and we still don't know what happened. Last night, Lord Wu 'an appeared, and it was exactly in accordance with the celestial phenomena.”
"At this moment, the Son of Heaven suddenly appeared. I don't know if it's a true dragon or a mirage dragon.”
The old man pinched his beard and frowned.
"It's a pity that Xu Fu has gone east and hasn't returned yet. If he had helped me, I might have been able to see through this heavenly secret.”
The boat was extremely fast, but it didn't sway at all.
After a while.
They came to a manor on the bank of Weishui River.
The old servant of the Feng family was already waiting for the boat.
Without saying much, the old servant brought Ying WuXian and the others into the garden, where there was a secluded pond.
At the pavilion.
The bamboo thicket is hidden.
An old man was fishing with a bamboo pole.
It was the Right Prime Minister who stayed in Xianyang, Feng Quji.
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