Qin Renhuang just became an immortal, and you told me this is the prehistoric time

Chapter 194: The bitterest tea in the world, all kinds of human life, the disappearance of the battle of ten thousand immortals, Ying Xuan was shocked!
Ying Xuan raised his eyebrows, did not move, but stared deeply at the fairy in white standing behind the temple gate.

After a long while, he slowly said, "If it were somewhere else, I would just follow the host's wishes."

"But this is Mount Li, the resting place of the Qin Shi Huangdi. Even if you are a mountain god, you can't be called the master, right?"

Under the whole world, is it not the king's land, and the coast of leading the land is not the king's ministers.

The fairy in white behind the temple gate was startled for a moment, as if she was a little surprised. After taking a steady look at Ying Xuan, she said in a cold tone, "In that case, I will accompany Your Majesty outside the temple for a while."

Afterwards, she really walked out of the temple again and went to a stone pavilion outside the temple.

Upon seeing this, Ying Xuan simply lowered his eyes, glanced at the back of the old mother of Mount Li with the corner of his eye, communicated with the guardian dragon perched above the nine heavens in his heart, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

For some reason, he had a vague feeling of discomfort since he stepped into this mountain wall.

It's like... a stranger steps into someone else's home and happens to meet the owner at home.

Then, the host of the house, with a calm face, invites you to sit down and have tea.

This absurd and weird feeling occupied Ying Xuan's body and mind, making him feel a little restless.

What I said just now was not wrong... Between these mountain walls, this old mother of Mount Li might really be able to call herself the master!
"eccentric!"

Ying Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, sensed the presence of the guardian dragon again, and then stepped into the stone pavilion.

At this time, the fairy in white had already prepared the tea and poured a cup for Ying Xuan herself.

"It's just coarse mountain tea, Your Majesty, please don't despise it." The old mother of Mount Li said lightly.

Hearing this, Ying Xuan took a sip without hesitation. The tea went down his throat and immediately made him pause.

But then, Ying Xuan raised his glass and drank it all.

bitter.

very bitter.

For some reason, this tea is extremely bitter.

But Ying Xuan did not feel uncomfortable. Instead, he looked at the empty teacup thoughtfully and suddenly asked, "Is this tea from Mount Li?"

"I've just said it, it's wild tea. This is Mount Li, so of course it's mountain tea from Mount Li." When the old mother of Mount Li saw that Ying Xuan looked thoughtful, there was a hint of admiration in her eyes, and then she nodded.

"No wonder the tea is so bitter."

Ying Xuan shook his head, put down the teacup, and said softly: "The tea roots are made from the sufferings of the mountain people, so the tea flowers produced are naturally very bitter."

This tea is a very ordinary tea, but the charm it contains is not simple.

At the moment of entering the entrance, Ying Xuan seemed to be reincarnated as a mountain dweller in Mount Li, experiencing the rising and setting of the sun and the moon, the morning glow and the evening glow.

This is the bitter tea that the Old Mother of Mount Li collected from the sufferings of all the people within thousands of miles.

"You are the mountain god. I am not surprised that you can do this. However, the mountain people are also the people of Daqin."

Ying Xuan played with the teacup on the stone table, his eyes slightly lowered, and said calmly: "You treat the people of Daqin so casually... Aren't you afraid of my punishment?"

The words fell!

The atmosphere in the stone pavilion suddenly became tense, and there was a hint of depression.

Sitting opposite Ying Xuan, the old mother of Mount Li had an unchanged expression, still with that cold attitude: "I have been the mountain god of Mount Li for a long time."

"I cultivated here, retreated here, and guarded here... In the end, I witnessed all prosperity and decline here."

"Qin Er Shi, when it comes to feelings for Mount Li, even your Great Qin Dynasty doesn't have as much as I do."

"I watched these mountain people being born, growing up, and dying." "I am here, giving them protection, but I only see their suffering increasing every day...but I can't do anything!"

"There is no empathy in the world. The only thing I can do is to collect their sufferings, then boil them into tea, taste them carefully, and feel the meaning of this kind of suffering in the world."

Ying Xuan raised his eyebrows, paused playing with the teacup, and nodded slightly.

If you really think about it, there is actually no one to be held accountable for what the Mother of Mount Li did. Instead, it is Ying Xuan, the Second Emperor of Qin, who should be grateful for what the Mother of Mount Li did.

After all, as the Old Mother of Mount Li said, she has been here for a very long time.

Mount Li is the most important mountain range in the Qinling Mountains, and the Qin Dynasty finally unified the nine provinces relying on the Qinling Mountains. As the mountain god of the Qinling Mountains, Mount Li Old Mother can be regarded as the 'Mother of the Qin Dynasty' in another sense.

"Let's not discuss this matter, but please remember that our Great Qin has unified the nine provinces, and all mountain gods and lands are subject to the rule and must abide by the laws of the Great Qin!"

"If you violate it... then don't blame the thunder of the law for coming down and striking down your mountain temple!"

Ying Xuan's eyes were intimidating as he stared at the Old Mother of Mount Li who was sitting opposite him.

He had no choice but to be cautious...it was really that the Old Mother of Mount Li in front of him was too unfathomable!

Among all the immortals, gods, and great supernatural powers that Ying Xuan had seen, the one that gave him the most dangerous feeling was the Mother of Mount Li!

It’s not that the Old Mother of Mount Li is stronger than the Emperor of Fengdu, but the latter was separated by two realms at that time. Even though he was extremely powerful, he ultimately did not give Ying Xuan a very real touch.

But now... the Old Mother of Mount Li was sitting right in front of him, right in front of him and within reach!

That feeling is so different!

"There's no need to be so nervous, and there's no need to be so wary of me." Lishan's old mother said, as if she remembered something, and couldn't help but sigh softly, quite emotional.

However, Ying Xuan heard some hidden meaning and looked at the Old Mother of Mount Li thoughtfully.

In a trance, he seemed to see endless wailing and roaring in the eyes of the head of the Great Qin Mountain God...

The sky cracked, the earth collapsed, and the endless sea of ​​clouds dissipated!
There is a powerful person who knows everything in the world. He is extremely tragic and majestic. The sky is stained with blood. He holds the Green Lotus Immortal Sword in his hand and wants to destroy the Heavenly Dao and change the world!

Behind that powerful man, thousands of immortals fell and heaven and earth wept!
hold head high!
Suddenly, a long and high-pitched dragon roar was heard from above the sky!
In an instant, Ying Xuan suddenly came back to his senses, looking at the old mother of Mount Li in front of him, and couldn't help asking: "What did you do?"

Those scenes just now were definitely not illusions, but real things that happened!
Because of that tragic figure...Ying Xuan knew who it was!
Although it was just a silhouette, he had seen some portraits of it worshipped by Taoist disciples, so he recognized it.

"I told you, don't be so nervous. I have met the First Emperor and had a conversation with him in the past."

The old mother of Mount Li seemed to see what Ying Xuan was nervous about, and said slowly: "I have no ill will towards Daqin, nor towards the human race."

"Rather, I am grateful to Daqin and the human race for giving me some protection."

"If not, I would have been noticed by all the gods and immortals. How could I still be so peaceful now?"

The words fell!

Ying Xuan's expression was slightly condensed, staring at the fairy in white sitting opposite him. The speculation in his mind was constantly magnified and getting closer to the truth.

"who are you?"

He knows all history and mythology, so there is no one whose identity he does not know.

However, the Mother of Mount Li is an extremely mysterious existence.

Both history and mythology are extremely obscure and vague about her.

Even Ying Xuan only had some guesses.

But this speculation...has made him completely unable to remain calm!

(End of this chapter)