Jiang Houxi stood in the sky and was about to raise his voice and directly ask for the Immortal Killing Sword.
Then I saw a figure wearing a black robe trimmed with silver rising slowly from the center of Xianyang Palace.
The figure sat cross-legged with eyes closed, absorbing the energy of heaven and earth.
As the figure rose into the sky, there was an air force that evolved into a bamboo slip, stretched out, blocking out the sky and the sun, covering a small half of the sky above Xianyang, and the scene was astonishing.
"Mr. Lu has such strong power fluctuations."
"Is Prime Minister Qin breaking through the second realm of a saint?"
"That's right, our Great Qin has given birth to another innate saint."
The ears of Jianghouxi trembled, and through the air, the voices of the Qin ministers who were watching the excitement in Xianyang Palace were heard talking.
Her and the old man beside her had their hearts skipping a beat.
In this short period of time, not only did I see several saints one after another, but their auras were also powerful.
How powerful is the human race today?!
The figure floating in the sky is none other than Lu Buwei, Prime Minister of the Qin Dynasty.
He achieved the realm of a saint very early, but he was the only one in the miscellaneous family to become a saint. He had been groping day and night until he was confident that he could make breakthroughs and accumulate experience.
Today is the day when Lu Buwei becomes an innate saint.
And just after he took off, another qi machine appeared.
This time it's Han Fei.
He also sat cross-legged and ascended into the sky, surrounded by the light of Legalism outside his body, with a solemn and majestic expression.
An ancient scroll also appeared behind him. When it was stretched out, its appearance was not inferior to Lu Buwei's, and it also occupied half of the sky.
From the simple book hanging above the two people, the ancient sound of Da Dao, Hong Zhong Da Lu, could be heard clearly throughout Xianyang.
What the voice described was the saint's practice as understood by the two people, and what it said was the essence of Legalism and Zajia.
It also took a long time for Han Fei to become a Legalist saint.
After entering the Qin Dynasty, he was able to display his talents and his understanding of the essentials of Legalism deepened.
At this moment, he is also working hard to prevent Lu Buwei from being more beautiful than before and to be promoted to become an innate saint.
Two saintly auras ascend alternately.
Zhao Huaizhong personally came forward to help them suppress the battle, and even urged the Zhenguo Seal to cheat the two of them.
Not only will the two of them be able to successfully break through, but it will also promote their practice to grow significantly, far beyond the level of ordinary saints.
On the high platform, Xunzi beside Zhao Huaizhong stroked his beard and looked at Zou Yan with a stern look in his eyes: "My disciple has become a second-level innate saint today.
How does it compare to the disciples taught by you, Zou Yan?"
Zou Yan snorted lightly and said unconvinced: "Han Fei is just relying on the fate of the Qin Dynasty to achieve his own success. What can he show? My disciples will catch up with him sooner or later."
The two old saints bickered every day, but before their voices fell, they suddenly felt something at the same time and turned to look at each other.
Then in another direction outside Xianyang Palace, another small bronze tripod with three legs and a round belly rose.
The cauldron wall is carved with thousands of flowers and herbs, full of vitality.
In the cauldron, an ancient ancestor is reflected, wearing a high crown, with a magnificent appearance, sitting cross-legged in the sky, and the sound of preaching and preaching is heard.
That figure was talking about farming and the way of education to have enough food and clothing.
The light of the small cauldron rising into the air flowed, and the aura in the cauldron shot straight into the sky, even better than Lu Buwei and Han Fei.
Mu Yangjing quietly chose today to break through to the second realm of Saint. She joined in the fun because she wanted to help Great Qin gather the luck of being a Saint... Zhao Huaizhong glanced in the direction of the small cauldron in a funny way.
Mu Yangjing has benefited from farming. In recent years, she has spread the method of grafting and benefited people's livelihood. In fact, she should have broken through to the second level of saint long ago. She took the initiative to suppress it and has been hoarding strength.
At this moment, she released her power and broke through the barrier in an instant. Her aura was growing faster than Lu Buwei and Han Fei.
This also has something to do with family wealth. Lu Buwei and Han Fei are not as wealthy as the Shennong family, so they need Zhao Huaizhong to urge the issuance of the Zhenguo Seal to help them.
Mu Yangjing had an ancient sacred artifact like the Shennong Cauldron, which naturally gave him a huge advantage over them.
But after Mu Yangjing, there were actually changes.
In the same direction where she was, there was another breath.
Its fluctuations far exceed those of the Second Saint Realm, and are almost comparable to the movements during Zhao Huaizhong's last breakthrough.
Xunzi was surprised: "Who is making a breakthrough?"
Zhao Huaizhong: "Qilin, I don't know the level of beast cultivation, but if it is equivalent to the saint realm, it is entering the fourth realm from the third realm."
In the air, Jiang Houxi and the old man beside him were already a little numb with fear.
The two of them felt like waves rising and falling in their hearts.
This time when they went down the mountain, their shock turned into fright.
In Xianyang, the Great Qin Dynasty, in one city, four saints were promoted simultaneously within one day.
Three of them are in the second realm, and one goes straight to the fourth realm!
"Are we still looking for the King of Qin to get the sword?"
Behind Jiang Houxi, the old man lowered his voice subconsciously.
Jiang Houxi found himself in a very embarrassing situation.
She turned around with a stiff neck: "The Immortal Killing Sword... put it here with the Qin people first. Actually... it doesn't matter."
"rational."
The old man: "We might as well go back to the mountain gate first and make a long-term plan."
"Okay." Jiang Houxi responded.
The two of them retreated in an anticlimactic manner before entering the city.
ps: When I first finished writing this chapter, the word count was a thousand more than it is now...
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Chapter completed!