However, we have also improved the mirror sentry so that it can transmit warnings more sensitively and distribute them to our Qin generals, which can improve the Qin army's defense capabilities."
Zhao Huaizhong was slightly satisfied and nodded lightly.
Late September.
Qin issued an edict to destroy Han, and changed the name of Han to Yingchuan County and incorporated it into the territory of Qin.
This move meant the complete destruction of Korea, and there would no longer be a country like Korea.
After the completion of the Zhengguo Canal, the Guanzhong Plain began to plan and prepare to open up fields and plant them next year.
Some Koreans were also moved to Guanzhong and became the earliest farmers in Guanzhong to clear up wasteland and prepare for next year's farming.
After Han Feizi entered the Qin Dynasty, he was appointed by Zhao Huaizhong to take over the post of Tingwei and was working on improving Qin's laws and regulations.
In the evening of early October, the stars twinkled.
Zhao Huaizhong came to the Xiantai Stone Hall again and sat cross-legged to practice.
As his practice deepened, two strands of breath overflowed from his body, transforming into the Black Dragon Dharma Appearance and the Immortal Dharma Body. Together with him, he absorbed the power of heaven and earth and increased his practice.
Suddenly, the void in the stone palace collapsed, and the magic power fluctuated like a tide.
And in Zhao Huaizhong's consciousness, a hazy ancient immortal platform once again appeared.
As he practices, the Immortal Platform is becoming clearer and clearer, and it coincides with the Immortal Demonic Spring in Dantian, echoing up and down, pushing Zhao Huaizhong's internal strength to rise rapidly, to the next level of the Saint Realm.
The next morning, the sky was overcast.
The court meeting in the main hall of Xianyang has just ended.
Zhao Huaizhong walked towards the study with his hands behind his hands. Suddenly, he felt something in his heart. He stopped on a corridor of Xianyang Palace, turned his head and looked into the distance.
Among the clouds far away, there was a colorful sacred cow walking on the clouds, slowly breaking through the clouds and walking towards Xianyang.
"Tsk, what kind of strange beast is this? It's so powerful."
Wang Jian, Lu Buwei, Han Fei and others who had not gone far after the dispersal of the dynasty felt the reaction one after another and came to the vicinity of Zhao Huaizhong.
"I'll go up and have a look." Wang Jian asked.
"Um."
Zhao Huaizhong nodded slightly, and Wang Jian immediately flew into the air to meet the colorful sacred cow.
After a while, Wang Jian returned and led the old cow to land on the square in front of Xianyang Palace.
All the ministers were amazed and leaned over to watch.
The cow has a strong body, a green back and curved horns, and four thick hooves. There are colorful auspicious clouds surrounding its body, and its aura is almost as powerful as that of a black bird.
There were five people sitting on the back of the cow, and they landed one after another.
"Are you here to be a lobbyist?"
Zhao Huaizhong looked at a man coming off the back of the cow and said.
One of the people who got off the cow's back was the fat old lady of Shennong's family, who was always kind.
Behind the old lady was Ji Ju, and there were two old people, a man and a woman, who were obviously the elders of the Ji family and Ji Ju's accompanying women.
The group immediately walked into the Xianyang main hall.
"Excuse me, the Lord of Great Qin, could you let me see the Xuanyuan Sword?"
The old man of the Ji family is wearing a long brown coat, his face is densely wrinkled, he has a white beard and white hair, and he is holding a mahogany crutch in his hand.
Zhao Huaizhong nodded and stretched out his hand to wave.
In recent days, the Xuanyuan Sword, which has been above the main hall of Xianyang Palace and coexisted with the aura of Daqin Zhenguo, vibrated softly, turned into a wisp of green light, took on the shape of a dragon, swam through the air, and circled up and down Zhao Huaizhong.
Flying around, it's a great show of flattery.
Two old men of the Ji family, a boy and a girl, and the old lady Jiang Xian of the Shennong family, including Ji Ju, all looked at the Xuanyuan Sword in front of them.
"It seems that this sword will never come back..."
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