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

Chapter 91 The Pagoda Buried Underground Reflects the Human Emperor's Sutra!
Thousands of years passed by with a flick of a finger.

In the gloomy drizzle, the steel roaring for more than three months finally tore the mountain.

'crash la la'

Breaking ground and opening mountains, a ray of light came to the deepest part of Qilian Mountain.

With the influx of fresh air, the wide cave was broken open.

The mottled ancient pagoda, buried deep under the earth for thousands of years, is displayed in front of everyone. It upholds the eternal luck and stands in the ancient mountain.

The moment the pagoda appeared, the animals around here screamed anxiously as if they felt something.

Crows flap their wings, birds fly into the air, and insects scatter.

Even though they had fled once before, the spiritual sense that never faded in their hearts was still frantically warning them to escape here.

At this moment, dark clouds covered, like a volcanic eruption, thunder roared.
The sun halos, the jungle spreads, and the grass is luxuriant.

For thousands of years, countless vegetation covered the collapsed mountains, and hundreds of figures stood in front of the deep pit to watch, with shocking expressions.

And in the era when all this was far from beginning, in this ancient deep mountain, there were also figures who came one after another.

Wearing dark armor, they buried all these brand-new ruins deep under the earth
Gentle breeze.

The first ray of light in the morning fell from the distant horizon.

A wisp of fish-belly white rose from afar. In the spacious Qunshu Hall, Ying Zheng, who had been handling government affairs all night, frowned and slowly opened the window.

'Squeak~'

The summer morning is still slightly cool.

Ying Zheng took a few deep breaths of fresh air and was in high spirits.

It has been more than three months since he ascended the throne.

In the past three months, Ying Zheng has not been idle.

His cultivation base has become deeper and deeper, and the aura of heaven and earth gathered in his blood has become so thick that it is outrageous.

The spiritual sea formed by the falling water droplets inside the body has also converged into a stream.

Accompanied by his actions, Ying Zheng's body was surging with qi and blood, like a surging river, as if he would break out of his body at any moment.

Now, he is only a step away from cultivating in the spiritual sea realm.

"Phew, even if you're a Qi refiner, after dealing with government affairs for a whole night, you're still a little tired."

Stretching a big waist, Ying Zheng's bones creaked.

The government affairs of the Qin Dynasty were much easier to handle than Yingzheng imagined.

In Yingzheng's previous cognition, although the Qin Dynasty had the military and political power to overwhelm the six countries, in fact, the living environment of the people in the country seemed to be quite poor.

But when Yingzheng really became the King of Qin and began to review the memorials from various places, he found that the Qin Dynasty was not as barren as he imagined.

Although it is not considered rich, it is still somewhat different from what is recorded in history.

At least the common people did not live in dire straits, nor did they suffer from starvation to death every day.

After thinking about it for a while, he understood all of this. After all, in this world, there are real Qi refiners in the human world.

Although there are not many of these qi refiners, ordinary people don't even know about it, and most of them are detached from the outside world and devote themselves to practicing.
But there are still many qi refiners who care about the world, and they occasionally help the common people and farmers.

Moreover, in various counties, there are more or less Qi refiners, warlocks, alchemists and the like sitting in town.

During severe drought years, they will also sacrifice to the four directions of heaven and earth, and then attract some rivers and lakes to irrigate the farmland.

As for casting spells to rain, that is absolutely not dared, it would violate the rules of heaven.

Generally speaking, although the life of the common people in Qin State is not very good, it is far from bad.

This is a good thing for Ying Zheng.

At the very least, you don't have to be distracted by many government affairs.

A ray of white belly rose from the east, and Ying Zheng's eyes were bright.

Silently running the Dead Wood Sword Art, he squeezed the sword art, and a ray of crystal clear purple air surged from the eastern void, turned into spiritual energy, and poured into his body.

There was a dense flow between the mouth and nose, and Yingzheng's eyes became deeper and deeper, like a deep pool with no bottom to be seen.

Looking down at the aura of heaven and earth accumulating in his body, Ying Zheng gently rubbed the center of his brows.

The huge aura of heaven and earth has already gathered to the extreme in Ying Zheng's body.

Now this Linghai Realm's doorstep, there is only a heel left.

"Human Emperor Sutra."

"If you have the Human Emperor's Sutra, you can enter the Linghai Realm almost at any time." Looking down at the almost formed mighty Linghai in his body, Ying Zheng looked expectantly at the location of the little pagoda.

The third miracle relic has been buried for a long time, consuming a huge amount of national luck.

But the little pagoda in his body never showed any signs of being reflected, which made Yingzheng unavoidably uneasy.

After all, the scale of this time is much larger than the previous Ding Qin Sword and Alchemy Ceremony, and the consumption of national luck is also very different.

With such a huge consumption, Ying Zheng is really not sure.

Looking at the distant world, Ying Zheng slowly kneaded the center of his brows and sighed silently in his heart.

"Hope...it will be better"

This kind of thinking and sighing did not last for too long.

After all, Yingzheng is now the real king of a country. Although the little pagoda is his biggest trump card, he can't rely entirely on the small pagoda. He also needs to rely on his own ability to improve his power as soon as possible.
After enjoying breakfast under the service of several pretty court ladies, Ying Zheng then took a bath and changed his clothes, ready to go to the morning court.

In fact, it is not so much the early dynasty, but the routine meeting of the Qin Dynasty once every three days.

Such things as the early dynasty did not exist in the Qin Dynasty.

In this era, although the relationship between monarchs and ministers is strict, it is far less strict than later generations.

The rules of the morning court every day only became popular in the Ming Dynasty after a long time ago.

Among the current Seven Kingdoms, a court meeting is often only held after major events.

If nothing happened, it would only happen once every three days.

In the past few months, Yingzheng has participated in more than a dozen court meetings.

Although it is said that Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang control the main power of the entire Great Qin, they are still 'subjects' after all.

Even if the power is in the hands of the government and the public, under Ying Zheng's order, the officials who should come will still come.

The court meeting was held in Zhangtai Palace.

This grand palace is located at the core of the most central axis of the Great Qin Xianyang Palace, and it is the tallest, largest, and most dazzling of all the palace halls in the imperial city.

Since its completion, it has been used as the place where successive Qin kings handled political affairs.

After Ying Zheng arrived, hundreds of civil and military officials had already gathered here.

Lu Buwei, Quanyang Jun, Meng Ao, Wang Jian.
Many Qin ministers are listed one by one.

"See Your Majesty!"

Shocking shouts echoed in the palace, and more than a hundred civil and military ministers bowed respectfully.

"All the gentlemen are flat."

Ying Zheng spoke calmly.

The next period of time is the time for the routine court meeting.

It was said that it was a routine court meeting, but in the past three months, Ying Zheng really hadn't dealt with any major issues.

After all, the scene at the enthronement ceremony was too shocking. Today, Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang are almost completely on guard, firmly holding various powers.

At the current court meeting, many ministers seem to be speaking enthusiastically, raising various questions and memorials.

But in fact, they were mostly trivial matters. Those memorials that could really play a decisive role had already been dealt with by Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang.

Keep going.

Anyway, you guys won't be around for a few days.
Thinking silently, when Ying Zhenglan paid attention to a group of ministers below, they were talking here, preparing to practice the dead wood sword art.
A familiar light radiated out without warning.

'Om~'

Accompanied by a faint sound, in Ying Zheng's mind, a dazzling emerald green light spread in front of his eyes in an instant!
Like clouds and mist, complex and complicated golden runes rise up one after another!

The dazzling vitality gradually boiled in his mind!

Ok?
Feeling this familiar fluctuation, Ying Zheng was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes suddenly narrowed!
这 是
Is there any movement in the relic tower?
Ying Zheng hurriedly looked into his mind!

When he saw the scene in his mind, even Ying Zheng, who had always been calm, couldn't help being surprised at this moment!
If it weren't for being in the hall, he would even laugh out loud!

Because just now, the small relic tower, which had been silent for several months, finally shone brightly!
Clusters of emerald green light gradually diffused on the small pagoda, and on its pagoda body covered with traces, brilliant brilliance flowed!

The endless breath of life boiled, and the golden runes seemed to turn into a vast ocean at this moment, flooding his entire mind in an instant!

Finally found out?
Is it finally started?
Does this mean that later generations have begun to discover the ruins on Qilian Mountain, and are beginning to gather the Human Emperor's Sutra?
Thinking of this, Ying Zheng's breathing became a little short of breath, and his outstretched fingers were also slightly clenched unconsciously!
And when Ying Zheng was a little excited here, many of the ministers of Qin State below him became suspicious.

Ok?
How is this going?

Is the king suddenly a little excited?

They were puzzled in their hearts, but they still didn't dare to ask more questions after all, and they still carried out the routine court meeting according to the orders of Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang.

However, facing the suspicious eyes of many ministers below, Ying Zheng didn't care too much.

He quickly regained his composure, but he was still staring at the little pagoda in his mind, his eyes opened and closed!
Looking at the small pagoda that was constantly emitting light, Yingzheng's heart speeded up, beating uncontrollably.

Did it work?

Still not working?
Phantom is about to appear?

And just when Ying Zheng was excitedly looking forward to it.
Inside the little pagoda, the phantoms of Ding Qin Jian and the six pills suddenly began to tremble slightly.

Then, under Ying Zheng's nervous gaze, a dim, blurred phantom finally shone out in the little pagoda!
It was something similar to a small bamboo slip, only about half an inch wide and one inch long!

Although it only disappeared in a flash, it only appeared for a moment and then disappeared, but Ying Zheng, who was staring at all this, suddenly became short of breath!
Human Emperor's Sutra!
It finally appeared!
Seeing this long-awaited book, even Ying Zheng couldn't help but hold his breath at this moment, his eyes are shining! !

Later generations finally discovered the wonders of the Qilian Mountains!
Thinking back to the little phantoms that gradually emerged in his mind, Ying Zheng looked excited!

Sure enough, it is indeed useful to declare the world at the enthronement ceremony, which greatly reduces the burden of the national destiny's asylum!

If this part of the burden hadn't been reduced, it would be extremely difficult to reflect a person's imperial scriptures with only one-fifth of the national destiny!
It's just that I don't know how powerful the Human Emperor's Sutra is condensed by consuming such a huge amount of manpower and material resources!
Hope it's quick! !
On the high platform, Ying Zheng's eyes were shining, looking at the little pagoda in his mind, it was difficult to maintain too much calm.

And the many Daqin officials below don't know what Yingzheng is thinking now.

They quickly reported their affairs, as usual.

And just when all kinds of things were reported, Ying Zheng was about to announce his resignation, and went back to wait to watch the gathering of the human emperor.
The old general Meng Ao, who had been silent for an unknown amount of time above the main hall, suddenly took a step forward and spoke respectfully.

"Report to the king! I still have something to report, and this matter should be related to our great Qin Jiangshan community!"

As soon as these words came out, many people in the hall frowned.

Both Lu Buwei and Quanyang Jun turned their heads and looked over.

Even Ying Zheng, who was watching the relic tower, was stunned for a moment, and raised his head subconsciously.

Meng Ao?

What did he want to say all of a sudden?

Is it about the great Qin Jiangshan Sheji?

Ying Zheng frowned slightly. If he remembered correctly, Meng Ao shouldn't belong to either side of Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang, right?

After a little thought.
"What do you want to say, Aiqing?"

Meng Ao's face was old and dignified, and his snow-white short hair stood upright like steel needles. He took a step forward and saluted respectfully with both hands.

"Reporting to the king, now the king has ascended the throne for three months. During this period, the weather in the Great Qin Dynasty is smooth, the grain is plentiful, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. This is a sign of great auspiciousness."

"This moment of great auspiciousness is to protect the prosperity of the Great Qin Dynasty, the blessing of the country, the blessing of the community, and the king"

"It's almost time to start choosing a concubine."

As soon as these words came out, Ying Zheng on the high platform was stunned for a moment.

"????"

"Na Fei?"

Looking down at his white and tender hands, Ying Zheng subconsciously wanted to refuse.

However, before he could speak, the veteran Wang Jian below also suddenly took a step forward and nodded in agreement.

"It is indeed time. The king has been on the throne for three months, but there is no concubine in the harem. This is not right. The king really needs to start choosing a concubine."

Not only Meng Ao Wang Jian, but many other ministers also spoke up one after another, admonishing Ying Zheng to start marrying concubines.

Even Lu Buwei and Quan Yangjun stepped forward to persuade them.

Seeing this scene of the officials persuading him, Ying Zheng was also taken aback for a moment, and after a while, he also felt a little helpless.

In this era, future generations are indeed a very important thing for a country.

Especially the heirs of the king are even more related to the country and the country.

Although he is not very old yet, it seems that the time has come for him to marry a concubine
Normal people in Daqin can even marry wives and have children at this time
Gently rubbing the center of his eyebrows, facing all this, Ying Zheng was a little bit resistant to tell the truth, but looking at the group of officials in a hurry below, he was still a little too lazy to tell the difference.

Now the ruins tower is about to change, if you refuse, you are destined to have a fight, and now it is a little bit time to marry a concubine
Although he is young, looking around, it seems that there are not many kings in the Seven Kingdoms like him, and the huge harem is empty.
After a little thought, Ying Zheng spoke casually.

"it is good."

"Then follow the advice of the ministers and start choosing a concubine."

Hearing this, many ministers showed joyful expressions and readily agreed.

It didn't take much time, Zongzheng and Guanglu Temple, who were in charge of many matters, had already finalized the specific time, and the official concubine selection was about to start
During this period of time, Ying Zheng didn't care too much about all this,
He sat in the Hall of Qunshu, while silently accumulating cultivation, while silently staring at the changes in the little pagoda, looking forward to it in his heart
Thousands of years ago, the election of the concubine of the Great Qin Dynasty was about to begin. Yingzheng sat in the main hall, retreated and meditated, waiting nervously and expectantly for the reflection of the Emperor's Sutra in the little pagoda in his mind.

The sky was full of clouds and clouds, the sky was as blue as washing, and the scorching sun shone in the hall, shining the entire room brilliantly.

However, after thousands of years, on the Qilian Mountains shrouded in dark clouds and hazy with drizzle, everyone fell into a thick sluggishness.
It was drizzling.

On the huge mountain range, the soil was churning, and the earth-shattering roar had already stopped.

A staff member and archaeologists stood at the entrance of the shattered ruins, looking at the ancient ruins deep in the pit below, their pupils constricted!
This is.
Something buried on Qilian Mountain?

but why.
Will it be a pagoda? !

A small pagoda stands in a huge cave, surrounded by collapsed gravel and mud.

Breeze blows.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky.

Looking at everything buried below, old man Li Yunshan and other old archaeologists were all surprised!
During the months of actually digging up Qilian Mountain, they had imagined countless times what was buried there!
Maybe it's the traces of someone's residence, maybe it's a relic of the Legalist school, maybe it's the many records when Yingzheng came to power, or even the bone pit has been guessed!

But what they never expected was that!

Under this huge mountain, there is actually a pagoda buried! !

Why is the pagoda buried in the mountains?
After a long silence.

After all, old man Li Yunshan was the first to react, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Go down and have a look."

"Be careful. Some."

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