Daqin arrests alchemists, what does it matter to me as a qi refiner?

"Is this the effect of the decline in luck that the master mentioned? I thought it was just a casual remark from the master, but I didn't expect it to be so serious!"

He must try every possible means to wait for the master or his father to come out.

But what can we do now?

The little one is indeed a dragon, but it is impossible to ask it to suppress the rebellion of the entire six countries.

Now all the officials in the entire Qin Dynasty were busy and overwhelmed, and even Xu Fu was sent out to suppress the rebellion and keep an eye on the remnants of the six kingdoms who were ready to make moves.

Just when Fusu was extremely anxious, his personal Black Ice Guard ran over anxiously to report a bad news: "Your Highness, the Crown Prince! Just now, news came from the front lines of several counties at the edge of the three northwestern counties! They found that many Xiongnu scouts have gathered near the Great Wall!"

The Black Ice Terrace guard anxiously submitted a memorial, "These scouts are not insignificant in number, and within just two days, three or four Xiongnu tribes have sent scouts here! Several villages in the county have been looted by these barbarians!"

Upon hearing the news, Fusu suddenly stood up and slammed his fist on the table!
"Bang!" He stared at the memorial in his hand, his face looking extremely ugly!

Have those barbarians started to cause trouble?
Hadn't they been beaten enough before?
The situation is already so bad, why would these barbarians from the border come to cause trouble!
Looking at everything recorded in the memorial, Fusu clenched his fists tightly and his eyes were red!

Internal and external troubles, chaos across the board!
It is no exaggeration to say that the Qin Dynasty is now in a precarious state!
Taking a deep breath, Fusu forced himself to stand up and started thinking of a response strategy by frantically working his brain.

"Notify General Wang Ben! Temporarily stop the supervision and suppression of the remnants of the six kingdoms, and let the general lead the army to defend the Great Wall near the northwestern counties! No matter what, these barbarians must not be allowed to enter the Central Plains!" Fusu gave the order decisively.

"Notify General Meng Tian and ask him to send half of the troops to the two southwestern counties to resist the Qiang tribes. As for him, he does not need to continue to guard and suppress the remnants of the six kingdoms!" Fusu continued to make arrangements.

"And General Wang Jian, his troops need to be dispersed more widely but not too far, lest they be defeated one by one. And before dispersing, I allow him to go on a killing spree! To intimidate the six kingdoms!" Fusu's eyes revealed firmness and determination.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the guards at the Black Ice Platform suddenly became serious!
Start a bloody massacre! Shock the six nations! Has it come to this point?

You must know that the current Qin Dynasty is no longer the era of seven kingdoms competing for hegemony!

Such a large-scale killing is definitely not an easy task!

But now that things have come to this, there is nothing we can do.

The guards of the Black Ice Platform did not dare to delay and hurriedly followed the order respectfully!

"As ordered!"

The guards of the Black Ice Platform retreated respectfully.

Fusu frowned, his expression extremely gloomy.

In the next few days, Wang Jian gradually realized the seriousness of the situation.

As one of the most outstanding generals of the Qin Dynasty, he still held the final trump card tightly and prevented Fusu from happening what he was most worried about.

However, not killing people in large numbers does not mean that Wang Jian was merciful.

On the contrary, as time went by and he grew older, his inner cruelty grew stronger.

He sent Zhang Han to capture countless survivors of the six kingdoms from all over the Qin Dynasty and imprisoned them all in one place.

These survivors were tied together, awaiting their fate.

Wang Jian's move undoubtedly caused widespread anger, but it also produced certain effects.

In the following days, the actions of the remnants of the six nations did decrease somewhat, but as time went on, they began to stir again.

Faced with all this, not only the survivors of the six kingdoms, but even ordinary people began to feel confused and uneasy.

"What's going on? Why are the remnants of the six kingdoms becoming more and more arrogant? Why hasn't His Majesty appeared yet?" People were talking about it, their hearts filled with worry.

The remnants of the six nations became more and more excited. They shouted and encouraged more people to join them.

"Brothers and sisters, unite! Overthrow the tyranny of Qin together! Only by overthrowing the tyranny of Qin can we stand up again!"

Their propaganda became more and more intense, and more and more survivors of the six kingdoms began to waver.

As more and more survivors of the six kingdoms participated, the situation in Daqin became increasingly turbulent.

The barbarians on the border were also ready to attack the Qin Dynasty at any time.

The remnants of the six kingdoms appeared in many counties and prefectures throughout the Qin Dynasty. They were ready to make a move and stared at the Qin Dynasty like a tiger staring at its prey.

Fusu became increasingly frustrated. He held many meetings and tried every possible means, but he could not find a suitable way to suppress the rebellion.

In the end, he had no choice but to send troops from various places to suppress it.

However, although this kind of strong suppression can have a certain effect, its counter-effects and disadvantages are also particularly obvious.

That is, the rebellion must be suppressed continuously and the survivors of the six kingdoms must not be allowed to see any hope.

However, such suppression is ultimately unlikely to be completely successful.

The more they took action, the greater the dissatisfaction among the survivors of the six kingdoms.

Moreover, there are bound to be varying degrees of damage in the process of suppression, causing the originally peaceful people to turn to the arms of the remnants of the Six Kingdoms.

Faced with such a complicated situation, Fusu also felt powerless.

He understood that the Qin soldiers' cavalry alone could not completely suppress the remnants of the six kingdoms.

These remnants secretly fanned the flames and incited the hesitant people.

Their words were full of incitement, causing more and more survivors of the six kingdoms to rebel.

Water can carry a boat but can also capsize it. Although this principle is simple, the officials of the Qin Dynasty were powerless to do anything about it.

Internal and external troubles emerged simultaneously, and problems arose again with Qin's backbone, Ying Zheng.

Although Fusu showed the potential to be a wise ruler, he was still too young.

Compared to him, the six countries only feared one person, and that was the real Qin King Ying Zheng.

As long as Ying Zheng exists, the entire Qin Dynasty will be as stable as Mount Tai.

But now, as the situation continued to develop, Fusu's face became increasingly ugly.

Ministers such as Li Si, Chunyu Yue, Wang Wan, and Feng Quji also began to panic.

They didn't understand why His Majesty never showed up and why Fusu looked so embarrassed.

The entire Qin officialdom was in a panic, but at the same time, Xiaolong in Xianyang City was living an extremely comfortable life.

Yang Ling was in seclusion practicing, and Fusu was busy with state affairs, so no one cared about him at all.

He ate, drank and had fun every day, and when he had nothing to do, he would go to the restaurants and pubs in the city.

However, as time went on, he also noticed that the atmosphere in Xianyang City was not right and felt Fusu's anxiety.

Facing the little one's question, Fusu told him everything. Although the little one had great wisdom, he still felt a little confused about these words such as politics, state affairs, crisis, and the six countries.

But he also understood that as long as his father could come back before things broke out completely, nothing would be a problem.

However, now he can only helplessly wait for the development of things, after all, his strength is still too weak.

Faced with the formation set up by Zhao Xuan, breaking it seems to be a completely impossible task.

If this formation had appeared a hundred years earlier, perhaps it would have been possible to break it...

"If father can't come out in time, how should we deal with all this?" Fusu paced back and forth in the yard with a frown, while the little one frowned and thought hard, even though his mind was actually in a mess.

It took out a piece of meat bone from the basket and handed it to Fusu, blinking its cute big eyes.

"Ya ya ya," it tried to comfort Fusu, but it obviously didn't understand why he was so anxious.

Is it because the other person is in seclusion?
Although the atmosphere in the retreat place is a little disordered, with Zhao Xuan's formation, there should be no problem.

"Ya ya ya~" The little guy gestured to try to explain, and Fusu smiled bitterly after hearing it.

"Father is okay in there? That's good news, but it will take some time for him to come out, right?"

"Yeah." The little one nodded and stretched out his ten little paws, meaning that it would probably take more than ten days.

"It's been so long..." Fusu pressed his forehead helplessly, "But now, what we lack most is time..."

After touching the little one's head, Fusu went to prepare strategies with a sad face, leaving the little one standing there.

It frowned its sparse eyebrows and thought for a long time but couldn't come up with any good solution.

To practice now? It's impossible.

As a member of the dragon clan, although it has the natural qualifications for cultivation, and its lifespan and physique are far superior to other life forms, this also means that the speed at which it improves its own cultivation will not be fast.

According to the memory inheritance in its mind, more than 90% of the dragons gradually increase their cultivation over time.

It was too slow to increase one's cultivation by practicing on one's own, and Zhao Xuan was in seclusion, so it was a pipe dream to surpass him and break the formation...

However, in the next few days, seeing Fusu becoming more and more anxious, his pace becoming more and more hurried, and even having no time to play with it, the little guy finally realized the seriousness of the matter.

It sat down on the ground and rubbed its face with its little paws.

"Aiya..." It began to search through the memory inheritance of its dragon clan, hoping to find some way to help Fusu.

After searching for a long time, it actually found several ways to practice.

As a pure dragon, the little one has many ways to improve his strength, such as devouring the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, devouring thunderclouds, devouring the divine objects of heaven and earth, etc., which can greatly improve his strength.

But now it is still in its infancy, and there are only two ways of cultivation that are most suitable for it: one is to devour the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the other is to devour thunder, lightning and rainstorms.

The former is an improvement method that can be used by all practitioners, while the latter is because the dragon race is naturally close to lightning and water. Devouring these can make its understanding of these two innate magical powers deeper and more powerful.

As for swallowing fire to improve his innate perception, the little guy thought about it and decided to give up. He couldn't just run to the mountains and start a forest fire.

Although it is still small, it knows a lot of things based on the memory inheritance of the dragon clan.

If one really sets fire to the mountain to practice like that, who knows how many causes and effects will be involved...

"Err, eh, eh, eh..."

Looking at Fusu who was frowning and thinking anxiously in the palace in the distance, the little guy flew up into the air slowly, ready to practice and see if he could break the formation left by Zhao Xuan.

But the little guy didn't really take it seriously.

It was not so much that it wanted to help Fusu, but rather that it was too bored staying in Xianyang City.

Fusu was too busy to do anything, Yang Ling was in seclusion, and Xu Fu, the sandbag, had gone to who knows where...

As for splitting Yang Ling's formation... The little guy rubbed his head, shuddered, and gave up the idea.

It decided to do its best and leave the rest to fate.

It will practice for a while, whether it will be useful or not is not its business...

Then it flew into the air, swaying, and spun around above the city of Xianyang like a small golden ball.

The vast dragon power slowly spread out and soon locked onto several places near Xianyang where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was rich.

There was no need to hesitate, it just dodged and rushed over.

As a true dragon, its flying speed is naturally unquestionable.

It took only half a quarter of an hour for it to reach a place that an ordinary horse would take several hours to reach.

Looking at the wisps of spiritual energy from heaven and earth below, the little guy became a little confused.

"Yeah?" Is there... Yang Ling's presence here?
In fact, this is the mountain range where Yang Ling absorbed the milkstone marrow.

Although all the earth milk and stone marrow here had been absorbed by him, there was still a lot of scattered spiritual energy of heaven and earth permeating the surroundings.

After circling in the sky for a while, the little guy opened his big mouth and sucked hard towards the giant mountain range!
Like a violent storm, a large amount of invisible spiritual energy from heaven and earth poured into its mouth!
If Xu Fu saw this scene, he would definitely be shocked.

Because the range in which the little guy absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is really too large.

Just a breath of breath brought it more results than half a month's practice.

However, these spiritual energies of heaven and earth have little effect on a dragon of Tiny's level.

After it absorbed all the remaining spiritual energy from the heaven and earth in the mountains, it frowned.

Because it found that this little absorption didn't seem to be of much use to it...

The aura on its body has only slightly improved...

"Aiya..." The little guy was a little dejected, but he quickly cheered up.

Looking at a rain cloud floating not far away, it turned into a ray of golden light and rushed over, plunged into the rain cloud and began to swallow it.

In just a few minutes, it swallowed up the entire rain cloud!

As a dragon, it is naturally close to lightning and storms, and these rain clouds basically cannot cause any harm to it.

After swallowing the lightning that was crackling in his mouth, the little guy touched his belly, still feeling a little dissatisfied.

After swallowing the lightning and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the little guy felt that he had not improved much. This was not enough...

It babbled a few words, then raised its head and gradually expanded its search range to several nearby counties. (End of this chapter)