Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 256 [The general trend of the world, Jiuli tribe]

"Humph!"

Ying Zheng suddenly stood up from the dragon chair and shook his sleeves, "What right do they have to make such a noise?"

"The world only knows that I am a murderous tyrant. The wars between various countries have been going on for thousands of years, but one day they stopped. But my war only lasted for ten years."

"They only saw my cruelty and inhumanity, but they couldn't see how great what I did was..."

"Long live my emperor."

All civil and military officials in the court knelt on the ground and chanted the imperial title loudly. They were all shocked by Ying Zheng's words.

"Li Si, I will leave these people to you. Catch the leaders and burn them. I want everyone in the world to know what will happen to those who dare to defy Qin."

"Yes."

Qin Shihuang was so angry that the entire Xianyang City was shaken.

As Li Si said, there were indeed people who triggered the riots in the Qin State. They were the remnants of the Six Kingdoms and the Baijiazidi, who had already gathered a considerable force.

Among them, Mohism took the lead, and Confucianism stepped in to promote everything.

However, as Qin Shihuang said, the Qin State has become a general trend. Even if the remnants of the Six Kingdoms gather a lot of power, they cannot shake the Qin State in the slightest.

Ying Zheng rarely managed the affairs of the Qin State, and basically left them to Li Si.

Speaking of Li Si, he was originally a disciple of Confucianism, but later he became a disciple of Shang Yang, studied Legalist thought, and at the same time absorbed Confucian Legalist thought. Li Si had a very high status in the Qin court.

Except for Qin Shihuang, almost the entire court was under Li Si's control.

After Qin Shihuang went down to court, he came to a auxiliary hall alone. This auxiliary hall was the most mysterious auxiliary hall in Xianyang Palace. No one was allowed to enter by Qin Shihuang.

Pushing open the door of the other hall, Qin Shihuang walked in.

This villa doesn't look big from the outside. Compared with the majestic halls of Xianyang Palace, it can be said to be very small.

But when Qin Shihuang opened the bronze door and walked inside, he realized that there was a cave of its own. After walking through the bronze door, it was as if he had entered another world.

This is a cave space that is so vast that you can't see the end at a glance. There are twelve golden figures standing on all sides of this vast cave. There is a power sleeping in the bodies of the twelve golden figures.

This power is very huge. If it were released in full, I believe it would be able to fall to the entire Xianyang City in an instant.

"We pay our respects to the king."

Four figures came like the wind and knelt down in front of Qin Shihuang.

"Get up."

Ying Zheng nodded slightly, put away the majestic look covering his surface, and became more friendly.

"Yes."

These four people are the four war gods of the Qin State today: Bai Qi, Wang Jian, Meng Tian, ​​and Wang Ben. They are also the only remaining human witches who follow the Qin State.

The strength of the four of them is very strong. Although they have not reached the realm of great witches, they are similar.

Ying Zheng surrounded the twelve golden men and smiled sadly: "My human witch lineage has passed into my hands, and only the four of you are left."

"However, I did it. I accomplished what my ancestor Chi You could not accomplish, and I led the entire human race."

"The king is mighty."

The eyes of the four people were ignited with blazing fire, and they looked at Ying Zheng ardently.

In terms of age, the four of them were almost from the same period as the founding of the Qin Kingdom, and they have still survived to this day. However, among the Jiuli tribe, the strong have always been respected.

Although Ying Zheng was young, only in his thirties, he had already become a great shaman when he ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor. He is now the only great shaman in the Jiuli tribe.

"These twelve golden figures are all made from the bodies of my ancestors of the Ying clan. They have been nourished with human blood for tens of thousands of years. Now they have condensed the majestic evil energy of heaven and earth. It is almost time to show the world the power of our Jiuli tribe. Stronger." Ying Zheng won the world, but he never forgot that he was a human witch and had the blood of the Jiuli tribe in his body.

"Witch~"

No one shouted loudly in the empty cave, and the sound stirred up the twelve golden men to release a terrifying evil spirit, infecting the entire cave.

Xianyang City, Xiaoshengxian Village.

Since the King of Qin destroyed the Six Kingdoms, Confucians have set this place as the center of Confucianism. The owner of the village is jointly managed by Fu Nian, Yan Lu, and Zhang Liang, the current heads of Confucianism. All three are disciples of Xunzi and have unique views on Confucianism. opinion.

At the same time, Xunzi also came from Songhai to the abbot of Xiaoshengxian Village in Xianyang City to take charge of the overall situation. These were arrangements made by Taoist Chaos in order to allow them to come forward to cooperate with hundreds of families and stir up trouble in the territory of Qin.

"Tap Tap!"

Thousands of Qin troops surrounded Xiaoshengxian Village. A man with a solemn face walked toward Xiaoshengxian Village surrounded by soldiers.

There were already three people waiting at the gate of Little Saint Xian Manor. They were the owners of Little Saint Xian Manor, Fu Nian, Yan Lu, and Zhang Liang.

"We pay our respects to Mr. Xiangguo."

The three of them came to inspect their heads.

Li Si smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said, "You don't need to be polite, three senior brothers. I'm just here to visit the teacher."

"please."

The three of them all nodded and invited Li Si into the Little Saint's Villa.

Fu Nian and the other two chatted with Li Si all the way and led him to a hut.

"Teacher, Li Si wants to see you."

"Well, come in."

An old and feeble voice came from the hut.

Li Si thanked Fu Nian and others, then pushed open the hut and walked into it.

The hut is not big. There is only one bed and a table. On the bed is an old man who has entered the final years of his life. His hair is gray and his body is haggard, but his eyes are like stars in the evening sky. Generally bright.

He is Xunzi.

When Li Si met the old man, he knelt down and bowed directly, "Li Si, pay homage to the teacher."

Xunzi shook his head slowly, "You are no longer a Confucian, so I'd better skip the teacher's words and just talk about things."

Li Si's face looked the same, "Once a teacher, always a teacher. Please don't dislike me, teacher."

"Let's talk about it."

Xunzi was noncommittal and had no words.

Li Si composed himself and said slowly: "I wonder if Teacher knows that Confucianism is on the road to destruction."

"What do you mean by this?"

"Confucianism is entangled with the remnants of the Six Kingdoms and hundreds of schools of thought. They risk the world without being great and want to plot rebellion. This move will destroy Confucianism."

"I am not in charge of Confucianism now."

Li Si shook his head, "This is not the point. I hope the teacher can understand that the world now belongs to Qin, and His Majesty the First Emperor is not unaware of this."

Xunzi said nothing, but fell into deep thought.

The air was filled with tranquility. After a long time, Li Si stood up and bowed deeply to Xunzi. He already knew Xunzi's attitude, and it was useless to say so much.

(End of this chapter)