Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

Chapter 103 Huang Pizi and Ying Zheng are in action!
Huang Pizi had never felt that he was in such a good state.

Pieces of trees passed quickly behind him.

The strength possessed by the limbs is almost limitless, and with a little force, it can leap rapidly between the trees.

The huge and slender tail feels everything around it, making it a mess of stability when jumping between trees.

The flying birds that used to be so high in the past have already been preyed on by him in the past few days.

Slowly landing on a tree branch, Huang Pizi looked around.

At this time, Huang Pizi's eyes have completely turned into a faint golden color, and the emerald green and hazy eyes of the past have completely disappeared.

Standing on the top of the tree, every move within a radius of hundreds of meters was completely taken into its eyes. Countless sounds of flying in the sky, running on the ground, and swimming in the water flooded into its mind.

'brush! '

It stretched out its claws, and the five curved claws shone with dazzling silver light under the cover of night.

This kind of beautiful silver light, Huang Pizi has only seen it on its natural enemies in the past, such as clouded leopards, jackals, old embarrassments, brown bears, and occasionally raptors hovering above.

In the past, when he saw these terrifying creatures, there was no room for them to look at each other. He could only run away in a hurry at the first time, and those who ran slowly would become food.

Among its six brothers, four died at their hands and became food. The remaining two were caught by a round-headed raptor and flew into the air when they were looking for food at night.

But it is different now.

Huangpizi lowered his head, his teeth were sharper than them, his movements were faster than them, and his claws shone in the moonlight, far more beautiful than them.

Looking at his paws intoxicatedly, the yellow skin fell to the ground and gently slid across a stone.

Without any effort, five long cracks were carved out of the tough bluestone.

The pheasant that was his favorite food in the past is no longer its food.

Ever since a wild boar found himself in the jungle, attacked it, and was caught alive by it, the former natural enemy has become Huangpizi's food.

Now it feeds on jackals.

Thinking back to the sweet blood pouring into his mind, the former natural enemies, the fierce beasts that forced him to run around fell at his feet, the panic and disbelief in his eyes, Huang Pizi felt intoxicated for a while.

It is the top predator.

But while possessing all of these, Huang Pizi also clearly knew what was the reason for all of this. Ever since he came out of the underground river, Huang Pizi had lost all his confusion.

All because of that unknown pill.

Thinking back to the indescribable gaze in the jungle and mountains, Huang Pizi shivered tremblingly.

It clearly knew that whether it was the elixir or the colorful light spots in the underground waterway before, they were all given by the owner of those eyes.

Because in these two places, the people who came to observe said the most strange voices of 'Pre-Qin' and 'Ying Zheng'.

Huang Pizi still doesn't understand what these words mean, and his throat can't describe the sound of these words.

But it knows that sooner or later it will know, and sooner or later it will be able to speak out.

Because the three words "Huangpizi" were heard and understood by a person who saw it.

Looking at this boundless mountain, which has undergone earth-shaking changes, Huang Pizi took a deep breath, and lay down on the ground reverently facing it.

It knows that everything about itself depends on these two treasures, and it is also the owner of that gaze. Huang Pizi is full of respect and gratitude for all of this. Without it, he might still be living cautiously in that jungle sect at this time. In the life of catching mice, maybe one day he died in the jungle like the other brothers.

"Crack, click, click, click"

Huangpizi still can't pronounce the common syllables, so it can only silently recite the two unknown syllables "Yingzheng" and "Pre-Qin" in its heart. gesture, silently grateful for all this.

under the moonlight.

The palm-length weasel knelt on the ground, and when countless animals passed by, they all shuddered.

Especially those animals who saw the weasel, all felt a great crisis, even the wild wolves, who were extremely arrogant in the past, walked away with their buttocks between their legs.

The sun rises and sets.

The stars change for six weeks.

Under the scorching sun, the weasel knelt in the open forest for six full days and six nights.

Its mouth was parched, and its eyes were so dizzy that it was almost hungry, and it never got up.

It wasn't until the time when the weasel was almost dying of hunger that the weasel stopped this silent thank you and slowly got up. By this time, a full ten days and nights had passed.

Kneeling on the ground in thanks and waiting until near death to get up is the greatest courtesy an animal has ever known after living in the wild all its life.

After getting up, it took two steps, grabbed and killed a lynx with no eyes, and had a full meal.

Without running around, Huang Pizi returned to the site of the archaeological excavation. After waiting for a short time, a team returned from the site.

Quietly getting into someone's backpack, Huang Pizi yawned and took a ride, intending to return to the Ancient Xianyang Museum, waiting for an opportunity to steal some other pills.

What Huang Pizi didn't expect was that when it was lazily planning to return to the Ancient Xianyang Museum, the old man Li Yunshan on the other side also headed towards the Ancient Xianyang Museum with the "Human Emperor Sutra" and five other cultivation methods. walked back
The sun and the moon are like shuttles.

On the vast land, the vegetation withered and prospered, and a small miracle is taking root and sprouting on the dust of ashes, thriving.

In the magnificent city thousands of years ago, Yingzheng would never have imagined that the immortal thing he cast because of the wonders would take root and sprout thousands of years later, and make a small creature kneel down and worship sincerely for ten days .

At this time, Ying Zheng was immersed in many incidents of his own.
The leaves are few and far between, the hottest time has passed in the ancient land, and Xianyang City under the night has become cool after the scorching sun is gone.

The silvery moonlight fell, the birds stopped singing, and the cool wind blew down, soothing the scorched and parched land.

The cool autumn wind is gradually occupying this land, but the undercurrent on the ancient land has not cooled down.
"The storm is surging"

Starlight fell on the courtyard, and a tall old man let out a sigh.

This person is none other than Meng Ao, one of the Great Qin War Gods.

It has been a full six days since the original vision of Xianyang.

Thanks to the efforts of Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang, in the entire city of Xianyang, there were not many people talking about the grand occasion of that day.

The grand vision that covered the entire city that day in Xianyang City has been designated as an auspicious birth by them. It is related to state affairs, and ordinary people are naturally forbidden to discuss it.

And after there was no discussion, this matter passed away quickly, and the people seemed to have returned to their normal lives. Except for a few people who still talked about it after dinner, the entire city of Xianyang returned to its former tranquility, even more peaceful than before. more active than before.

After all, the king who came to the throne has caused two kinds of auspiciousness in a short period of two months, and he also pardoned the world and reduced taxes.

Although there was a move to mobilize a large number of people to go to Qilian Mountains, every single person who went there received a full reward. What could be more reassuring than this?
The common people are very happy because of Ming Jun's ascension to the throne, and feel that a stable and prosperous age is about to start.

But in fact, anyone with a little discernment would know that the current situation in Xianyang City is not like this at all.

Let alone stability, the entire six countries are now restless because of the grand vision above Xianyang City a few days ago.

It is said that the king of Wei crushed his favorite cup when he heard about this incident; King Han Henghui killed his favorite concubine; King Yan summoned civil and military officials urgently; King Jian of Qi also remained silent for a long time.

However, the kings of the Zhao and Chu Kingdoms had gloomy faces and were in a mess. They immediately lost their temper that day, and immediately issued a big order to execute all those who spread this matter in the country. Among them, people's heads are rolling.

"Hey, it's not just people rolling around, people from the two kingdoms of Zhao and Chu actually mobilized more than [-] troops to station at the border, and Li Mu and Xiang Yan personally guarded it? Didn't you look down on the king before? Why bother?" So cautious?"

With a sneer, sitting in the cold courtyard, Meng Ao patted open a jar of good old wine and poured it into the sea bowl, the amber old wine exuded a rich and extremely fragrant fragrance, Meng Ao raised his head and poured it down.

"It's Lu Buwei, an old boy, who took this opportunity to transfer Meng Wu away. In the name of defending the frontier, I heard that the boy from Wang Jian's family was also transferred away?"

"What does this mean, transfer people away, are you worried that we will help the king?"

"Still think I'm old? Is it okay to stay here?"

There is a little depression in my heart, but Meng Ao's current state is quite gratifying.

Because whether it was the scene at the enthronement ceremony or the breakthrough vision a few days ago, it was enough to prove that the king is a monarch with a bright future.

Especially the scene where Lu Buwei was slapped in the face at the enthronement ceremony, now that Meng Ao thinks about it, he still feels quite elated.

That's right, this is the aura of my great Qin monarch!
Mrs. Huayang is hard to say, although she is of the generation of women, she is also the root of Qin State.

But you, an old man from the country of Zhao, why dare to come to Daqin to tell me what to do?I have long seen that Lu Buwei is not pleasing to the eye.

But even though he is proud and proud, the current situation of the king should not be optimistic.

Now the entire city of Xianyang is full of turmoil. It is good that the original vision did not come out. Although Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang regarded the king as a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh, they still acted cautiously after all and did not dare to go too far move.

But as soon as this vision came out, the spiritual sea realm's cultivation base, tsk tsk tsk, this is not an easy matter.

The cultivation base of the Spirit Sea Realm is definitely considered the top group of Qi Refiners in the world.

No matter where he went, he had to be extra courteous, even when he came to the army, Meng Ao treated him with courtesy.

But when the Qi refiner at the Spirit Sea Realm was the Great Qin Monarch, the situation was different.

Among the Seven Kingdoms, it has never been heard that the monarch is a Qi trainer at the Spirit Sea Realm, and at most he is at the Foundation Establishment Realm.

This is no longer a question of being respected by other forces.

But other people will rush to come here.

The King of the Spirit Sea Realm sits in Daqin, and he is still a young king. If you think about it with your feet, you will know how many people in the world will flock to him.

Even those gas refiners who used to be aloof might be moved by it.

But anyone who is not blind will clearly know the power of it, and it is only a matter of time before King Qin grows up.

Faced with this situation, the Six Nations will inevitably look ugly.

And Liu Guo just had an ugly face, but Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang don't have much time to wait any longer!
It has only been half a year since he ascended the throne, but he has already grown to such an extent. Who else can bear this terrifying oppressive force?
"I have to think of a way."

After drinking a jar of wine, Meng Ao's eyes didn't feel any drunkenness, instead there was a faint coldness.

As a military general of the Great Qin of the Three Dynasties, Meng Ao did not want to see the Great Qin remain in such chaos, but he was indeed difficult to make a move.

As the orthodox successor of Great Qin, Meng Ao was naturally loyal to Yingzheng and Great Qin. This was one of the reasons why he never favored either Lu Buwei or Mrs. Huayang after King Xiaowen and King Zhuang Xiang fell one after another.

And the main reason why Meng Ao never stood in line was the taboo of a military strategist as a country.

Because if the regime changes, at most it will kill a group of civil servants, but if the military power is also involved, it is destined to be an unprecedented disaster.

Since the time of King Zhaoxiang, the foundation of Daqin's state has been a powerful army.

Since the death of Lord Wu'an Baiqi, most of the burden of Qin's army has been placed on him, and recently Wang Jian finally came out to share it.

The six countries have long been eyeing Daqin, and at this time, they have long been eager to weaken Daqin's strength through the struggle between Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang.

If you really stand in line, no matter what the final result is, it will definitely be an unprecedented blow to Daqin's military strength.

Fortunately, this boy Wang Jian is also smart, and he was not swayed by the temptation of Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang indiscriminately.
But seeing such an astonishing king now, Meng Ao's determination can't help but shake slightly
Sipping wine, Meng Ao silently analyzed the current situation of Great Qin under the moonlight.

And just when he was analyzing it carefully.
The old housekeeper who was in charge of guarding the house suddenly appeared outside the courtyard without a sound, bowed slowly, and spoke softly.

"Lord."

"We have a visitor."

Meng Ao narrowed his eyes slightly, his head covered in loose robes under the silver moon, without wind.

The visitors of Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang have already been rejected by him, and they must not be visiting in the middle of the night.

As a veteran who has followed him for decades, the old butler naturally cannot understand his thoughts.
"Let him in."

"Yes."

The old housekeeper backed away silently.

But not for a long time.

In the darkness outside the door, a vague figure flickered out, bowing respectfully.

"Xiaguan Hongwu."

"I met old General Meng."

(End of this chapter)