After the blood and tears were smeared on the corners of his eyes, Zhao Hao felt his eyes hot, and the whole world seemed to be covered with a layer of blood.

The scattered terraces in the hilly areas disappeared, and were replaced by a vast land.

Zhao Hao has a high perspective and cannot see the buildings on the ground clearly. However, from the vague water veins, he can clearly distinguish it. This is the land of China.

And the strands of air flow made him vaguely feel that this was the unified Daqin River and Mountain.

However, several scenes of light and shadow flashed by.

Although the Qin Dynasty was unified, there were sects inside, such as gangrene attached to bones, and external races burned, killed, looted, and under the infiltration and erosion of these people, the airflow representing the country's fortunes would soon be absorbed by these people.

The Qin Emperor was furious and immediately ordered that all the immortal and Buddhist scriptures of the sect be burned and all the Taoist temples were destroyed. Anyone who still had the intention to establish a sect would be killed immediately once they were discovered!

Build a canal internally and a Great Wall externally to build a strong skin of the Great Qin meridians.

But this move was too hasty, and the heavy burden of the people felt great pressure, but they still gritted their teeth and persevered, because the suffering now is much better than the life of being regarded as a pig or a dog by the sect.

However, the remnants of the sect fanned the flames everywhere, causing various natural disasters and man-made disasters. For a time, the people were in trouble. Even if there was no trend of riots among the people, the people began to complain. The country's fortune was gradually declining. The Qin Emperor was forced to defend himself and had to declare war on the immortals and Buddhas while the people were still stable.

Finally, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and the vast and vast national fortune disappeared without a trace.

These scenes made Zhao Hao feel extremely empathetic. In just a few short pictures, he felt that he had experienced decades.

But when I opened my eyes, I found that the palm of Guiguzi had just ignited a fire.

"how?"

Guiguzi asked with a smile.

Zhao Hao looked at the Jiuzhou Ding. The originally simple bronze also had a bit of national fortune.

He nodded heavily: "It's time to start!"

Just now, the fortune of the Qin Dynasty was extremely huge, and every movement was traceable, especially the soldiers and officials, especially the members of the royal family, who each had obvious commonalities.

Widths of weaving, and finally forming the general fortune, official fortune and imperial fortune respectively.

The difference in weaving methods also determines the different effects that everyone enjoys and the responsibilities they bear.

It's like...programming?

Zhao Hao cannot see the mystery clearly for the time being, but under the influence of Qi Zhi Wenxing, he has already recorded everything he sees in his mind and can be used to study it at any time.

And the luck on the Jiuzhou tripod also seems to have many similarities.

Widths of flames emerged from Guiguzi's palm, but did not emit any temperature, and quietly penetrated into the body of the Jiuzhou Cauldron, just like a sack of a cauldron, disintegrating the body of the cauldron inch, turning into drops of liquid gold beads suspended in the air.

Soon, the golden body and national fortune quickly separated.

After leaving the body, the national fortune quickly unrotated and turned into silk threads, and then slowly reconstructed to become the main body of twelve groups, with threads connected in the middle.

etc!

silk?

Zhao Hao's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered some mystery of the country's destiny.

These threads are completely one by one, which means they have two ends.

In those scenes just now, no end of a thread would be connected to the same person.

One end is a general, and the other end is a soldier.

One end connects to officials and the other end connects to the people.

The imperial fortune connects the emperor with all civil and military officials.

It seems that Guiguzi is right. The richer the people's lives and the stronger the fighting spirit of the soldiers, the greater the national destiny.

National strength is the basis of national destiny.

What he needs to do is change the rules, that is, the compilation method.

Because according to the current rules, even if the country develops to unprecedented strength, after the family and gentry emerge, the national destiny will gradually be eroded.

etc!

Zhao Hao took out the Kong Sheng Zhentian Seal from the wooden bracelet.

Under the influence of Qin Emperor's blood and tears, he could not directly see the talent pattern inside.

But as the current owner of Kong Sheng Zhentian Seal, coupled with the blessing of Wen Xing, he could easily sense the talent inside.

There are also strands of silk thread inside, and the patterns have the same effect as the national destiny.

The only difference is that there are people attached to both ends of the country's destiny, but one end is connected to himself or the Kong Sheng Zhentian Seal, while the other end is connected to all things.

Could it be...

The talent in Kong Sheng Zhentian Seal is that it has not been included in the rules of national destiny?

If the country accepts Confucianism as the state religion, can the rules in Confucius's Heaven Seal be integrated into the national destiny?

Just as Zhao Hao was thinking about these questions, the liquid metal had been melted into the appearance of a golden man, and the twelve golden man looked very powerful.

The silk threads of the national destiny also formed closed circuits, leaving only less than one-tenth of them, leaving the port outside.

Zhao Hao raised his eyebrows. Could these remaining ports be connected to the practitioner? This is how Qin Huang practiced at that time?

In the blink of an eye, the twelve golden men were completely formed.

Guiguzi waved to Zhao Hao: "Haoer, come here!"

Zhao Hao nodded, and had already understood what Guiguzi meant in his heart, so he walked directly among the twelve golden men and tried to connect with the silk thread of the country's destiny.

But he used all his methods, and used his talents after he used his true energy, and used the imperial luck after he used it. These silk threads were like dead, and they remained motionless.

Guiguzi shook his head slightly: "It seems that it is not that simple to comprehend the method of Qin Emperor's cultivation. Haoer! How have you comprehend the country's destiny just now?"

Zhao Hao nodded: "I have remembered it all!"

Guiguzi glanced at him.

The chosen one.

It's indeed so terrifying.

It was just as good as when I was young.

He nodded with satisfaction and put away the twelve golden men: "Since that's the case, I will no longer delay. The power of Jin and Chu is getting stronger and stronger. You must not be lazy at all!"

"knew!"

Zhao Hao looked desperate, and he didn't expect that one day, the whole world was urging himself to complete the KPI.

He was also planning to ask Guiguzi for more benefits, but after just blinking his eyes, Guiguzi disappeared without a trace.

The surroundings have also changed back to hilly terraces.

"call……"

He rubbed his temples and felt that life was as lonely as snow.

After striking the jade, he escaped into the void again and rushed straight towards the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdoms.

...

A month has passed without realizing it.

On the grassland, Lu Qianqian and the black-faced man did not improve at all, but she was quite enthusiastic with the old lady.

Zhao Hao was in seclusion all day long, Qi Zhi Wenxing was running at full power, studying the internal logic of the national fortune pattern, and consumed a lot every day. The flesh of the spirit grass and spirit beasts never stopped, and he turned into a human-shaped feces machine.

Although there is no leap from theory to practice, the body has become more than one point stronger, and the meridians, muscles, and muscles seem to have undergone transformation.

I have to say that my mother is still very interesting. Although she confiscated her father, the genius Dibao has never been vague.

Now his true energy is surging in his entire body, and his cultivation level has reached the peak of a third-grade warrior, only one step away from the second-grade.

As for actual combat...

Zhao Hao has never fought in actual combat, but he would use Qi Zhi Wenxing in his mind every day to review the battles between various powerful people, and then simulate the process of his actual combat.

Anyway, he has never lost in the simulation.

Others can win championships even if they practice meditation.

It’s not an exaggeration to meditate and practice becoming a master?

Although Zhao Hao has not received any substantial benefits in this month's retreat, he feels he's winning.

But he had to admit that the most rewarding of everyone was Luoshui.

This month she would ask Lu Qianqian for advice on Jiandao every day. In the first half of the month, her temperament became more and more fierce, and in the second half of the month her sharpness gradually faded, as if she had returned to her previous appearance, but her swordsmanship improved more than ever, at least in terms of technique, she had reached a flawless level.

And she...it seems to be able to release sword energy all over her body now.

Once, Zhao Hao teased her, but the girl couldn't control her. A sword energy burst out in her eyes, which directly cut off the old ox's tail.

The old cow mooed and screamed in terrible ways, making Lu Qianqian so angry that she got angry. Although her tail finally got connected, she ignored Luoshui for the whole day.

"Hey! How high are your sword skills now?"

Zhao Hao straightened up from the grass slope and stretched his body wide.

Luo Shui lowered her face, still looking cool with a cool facial paralysis, and said with a serious face: "It's very high!"

"I'm really not humble!"

Zhao Hao sneered: "Can you beat Lao Yang?"

Luo Shui shook his head: "I can't beat it, but he can't take advantage."

Zhao Hao asked again: "Can you beat my father?"

Luo Shui shook his head: "I can't beat it, but if he was the only one, he wouldn't be able to take advantage."
To be continued...