Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

ten days later.

On the premise that no one was alarmed, and no forces were invited to watch the ceremony, the Great Qin Immortal Court held the promotion ceremony.

On the 99th floor high platform.

Wearing an imperial robe, Qin Wudao has majestic eyes, the body of a chaotic god and demon subdues the world, and the rich imperial prestige spreads, making the heaven and the earth solidify, and all things worship.

Under the high platform, the civil and military officials of the Great Qin Dynasty stood upright.

In the ranks of civil servants, the milky white spirit of culture soars into the sky, pouring into the stars, writing magnificent poems with full of knowledge, and creating a prosperous civilization with great ambitions.

In the ranks of generals, all the generals are wearing armor, their eyes are squinting, and their immeasurable killing spirit is soaring to the sky. They hold the soldiers in their hands to defend their homes and the country, and drive out foreign enemies with the belief of shrouding in horse leather.

Talented and murderous.

Divide the sky of the imperial capital into two.

Afterwards, millions of soldiers stood, lined up in all directions, and there were many soldiers in battle, spreading the murderous aura of Senhan, defending the monarch.

The world was silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Qin Wudao.

"My order, Daqin advances to Ming Dynasty!"

Under the gaze of everyone, Qin Wudao took out a volume of imperial edict, opened it slowly, and ordered solemnly.

It was just a short sentence, but it caused the heaven and earth to shake. The lucky golden dragon wrapped in three-color rays broke through the sky, entrenched in a circle at high altitude, spewed out a force of luck, and flew towards the starry sky.

Fate!

In the heavens and myriad worlds, it is considered a country of high-level luck.

Therefore, it is not an easy task to advance to Ming Dynasty. Two conditions need to be met.

First, there are Immortal Emperors and strongmen sitting in town!
Second, the supernatural powers of luck are generated during the promotion process!
"Where is Mencius?"

Qin Wudao asked solemnly.

"Chen is here!"

With a step of Mencius, the power of the Immortal Emperor erupted, piercing through the heavens and the earth, rushing out of the sky of the world, and pouring into the depths of time and space.

"Where is the golden man?"

Qin Wudao shouted loudly.

In the next breath, the power of two immortal emperors erupted, carrying the power of time and the power of space, surging and surging, sweeping everything, causing a large starry sky to vibrate and shattering everything.

"Where are the emperors?"

Qin Wudao shouted again.

"Chen is here!"

Among the ranks of civil and military officials, more than a dozen Taoist figures came out, and the power of the Immortal Emperor soared into the sky, sinking into the depths of the starry sky.

The power of the three immortal emperors!

The power of more than ten immortal emperors!
The incomparably terrifying aura stirred up the stars in the ten directions, pulling out the light of countless stars, falling towards the Great Thousand World of Tai Xuantian, and forming an ancient millstone of destiny after passing through the world's sky.

Grinding up is life, grinding down is luck!
When advancing to Ming Dynasty, the upper mill will continue to rotate, and every time it rotates, it will generate a trace of "life force".

In addition, the number of rotations of the Destiny Mill is also particular. Only by rotating more than a thousand times can one advance to the Ming Dynasty, and the more rotations, the greater the potential of the country.

Rumor has it that if you can spin the millstone of fate [-] times, you can break the taboo.

If you can rotate 99 times, you can achieve the Ninety-Five Supreme Fate.

As such.

This country is the 'Land of Destiny' and has the potential to become the master of the universe.

It's just that this rumor has passed for countless years, and no one has confirmed its authenticity.

Even the Human Sovereign, who unified the heavens and the world, only allowed the millstone of fate to spin [-] times when he advanced to the Ming Dynasty.

Rumble!
After the destiny millstone appeared, it began to spin.

Qin Wudao and many ministers raised their heads, stared at the millstone of fate intently, and muttered silently in their hearts.

"One circle!"

"Ten laps!"

"Hundred circles."

Soon, the millstone of fate spun a thousand times, and a strong "power of life" descended, which was crystal clear and contained mysterious and unpredictable power, flowing between the heaven and the earth.

"Ang~"

The Luck Golden Dragon roared, a gleam of excitement flashed in its golden eyes, and with a flick of its tail, it devoured the 'Life of Life'.

Life!
life is life!

The sun, the moon and the stars have their lives!

Even the heavens and worlds are destined!

Naturally, a country also has a 'fate', simply put, it is the fate presented from the country's birth to its destruction.

Some countries have a strong destiny. From the beginning of their birth, either because of their strength, or because they were built on precious land, or because they have a strong backing, they stand at a very high starting point and can easily create a prosperous world.

However, some countries have relatively weak "destiny", just barely established a country, and their development is quite slow. Maybe after several kings, they are still on the verge of collapse.

This means 'fate'!
If you don't understand this, then let's put it another way, the birth of a person determines the quality of "fate".

As we all know, some people win at the starting line as soon as they are born. What advanced exercises, what precious resources, what powerful guardians, etc., are within reach.

But some people are more sad. They were born in a poor family, lost their relatives in their early years, widowed their spouses in their middle age, and sent their white-haired ones to their black-haired ones in their later years.

Of course, "fate" is good or bad, not one layer remains the same.

There are those who are full of articles, but the white hair is not in the middle, and the people with little talent and learning, the fortune comes, and the young people will be admitted to the imperial examination.

There are also maids in deep courtyards who are transported back to become concubines, and there are also romantic women who come to be wives from time to time.

There are even those who hang a three-foot jade seal on their waists, whose luck will decline and die at the hands of Yin people, or people in common clothes, who can be the prime minister of the country.

Putting aside one's own factors, the only thing that can change "fate" is "luck"!

Fate toward the main 'fate'!
Luck toward the master 'luck'!
When a country obtains enough 'Life of Destiny', it will naturally have a good fate and become a 'Land of Destiny'.

"Ten thousand laps!"

After half an hour, Zhuge Liang said aloud.

This discipline has already broken the records of the three dynasties of Da Zhou, Da Shang, and Da Xia.

And the millstone of fate is still spinning, and the speed is still increasing slowly.

"Twenty thousand spins!"

An hour later, Guo Jia said aloud, his face was calm, without any joy.

For ordinary forces, turning the millstone of fate [-] times is a joyful event for the whole country to celebrate, but for the Great Qin monarch and ministers, this is just a starting point.

time flies.

Three hours passed quickly.

The millstone of fate has turned [-] times, and one after another, the power of fate has descended, like a long river, rushing in the sky, running through nine heavens and ten places.

"This is."

"The 'power of life' that can only be produced when you advance to destiny?"

"How can there be 'power of life'? Could it be that the Great Qin Immortal Court has advanced."

It was at this time that the spies lurking in the Daqin Immortal Court realized that Daqin was advancing to the Ming Dynasty, and they were all shocked, and they all used their body skills and flew towards the palace.

On the high platform, Qin Wudao also noticed that there were many figures outside the palace, and cast a cold glance, ignoring them.

"Get rid of them!"

In the ranks of civil servants, Li Ru's figure faded, and he stood on the wall of the palace with his hands on his back, and ordered indifferently.

"As ordered!"

Trembling in the void, hundreds of members of the 'Abyss Guard' wearing black robes and icy faces appeared, pulled out their soldiers in unison, and launched an attack.

The wind is raging, and the blood is especially heavy!