Chapter three hundred and fifty seventh emperor's disposition
Mortals in the world have this saying.
God closes a door for you and opens a window for you.
So now, God has closed a door for you, sealed the windows for you, and picked up an ax to sink you and your house into the Huangpu River.
Xu Shi's body stiffened.
The First Emperor was sitting on the second floor facing the river, looking down at Xu City with indifferent eyes.
At this moment, Xu City unexpectedly became quiet.
It's like turning back the years.
I saw the emperor again when he was still young.
It was as if I had watched the dignitaries of the Six Kingdoms bow at my feet.
There was no hatred or anger for more than two thousand years in those eyes, but dullness. Such dullness made Xu Shi feel extremely painful and angry in his heart. He would rather the emperor responded with anger, hatred, or unwillingness.
Himself, instead of such indifferent eyes and attitude.
This made him feel like he had been a miserable clown in the eyes of the First Emperor for the past two thousand years.
Grief, strategy, arrogance, and fear are all under the gaze of those calm and indifferent eyes.
It never had anything to do with him.
The First Emperor's voice was calm and casual, he nodded and said, "It's Xu Shi."
"You came from far away to have an audience?"
Those eyes looked down.
The peace in Xu Shi's heart shattered.
Fear swept through my heart.
He bent down almost instinctively, and almost bowed to the ground. His voice trembled slightly and he said:
"Yes, I would like to see you in Xu City..."
His voice could not go on. More than two thousand years of struggle were like burning flames, supporting him. His voice paused, and the muscles on his face twitched, making the expression on his face become ferocious, even with a hint of anger.
A touch of madness.
I am no longer the alchemist I used to be!
I am the god of a country.
You can't treat me like this!
you can not!
His body reacted. This was a scene that Xu Shi had thought about countless times in more than two thousand years. When he faced the First Emperor again, he must reverse the past regrets. He jumped up suddenly, Fang Shu
The extremely strong death energy gathered into a sword and headed towards the First Emperor to kill him.
There was no ripple in the emperor's eyes.
The terracotta warriors of Qin soldiers appeared in the void, and they were twelve golden figures.
The staggered formation was still a change that could not be noticed by others, but Xu Shi was suppressed in the blink of an eye.
Only when the First Emperor existed could the Twelve Golden Men of Great Qin exert their true power.
At this moment, Xu Shi, who has left Sakurajima and lost the power of the gods, is at best a monk who has never fought as an alchemist in two thousand years. Wanting to break through at close range is tantamount to wishful thinking, just as Dao Yan said in the Eight-Character Judgment
One wrong thought can lead to a thousand calamities of destruction.
The look on Xu Shi's face solidified.
When the madness that bursts out of fear is suppressed,
Fear will erupt tenfold and a hundredfold.
That's just a fight between trapped beasts, a madness that doesn't want to believe reality.
His thoughts instantly turned to
The failure at this moment is because, without divinity, as long as he gets back his divinity, no one can do anything to him, no one! Not even the First Emperor! Panic and fear swallowed up Xu Shi, who had just been clear in his heart.
, so that he actually chose to turn around and run away at this time.
The First Emperor looked indifferent.
His fingers spread slightly, and a simple war bow appeared in his hand.
On the bow body, ink-colored silk threads are entangled.
Zhang Gong.
Nocking an arrow.
A stream of light came first and pierced Xu Shi's arm in an instant. The latter's expression was stagnant, and the ecstasy on his face because he had avoided the First Emperor's blow instantly froze, because he suddenly discovered that the target of this arrow was not him.
Rather, it is a more distant and lofty existence.
The arrow turned into golden light and escaped almost instantly, straight into the East China Sea.
The First Emperor once took an elixir made of half of Sakurajima's divinity...
Xu Shi seemed to understand something, and suddenly let out a shrill scream: "No!!!"
Heading crazily towards the East China Sea.
The fear in my heart grew crazily.
The First Emperor was still as he had been in the past, with a majesty that was so cold and ruthless that it froze the blood, just like he had agreed with the King of Qi and was willing to make him a marquis, but the King of Qi who finally surrendered was actually starved to death in the woods.
However, the First Emperor's judgment was that he was a king but had abandoned his country. The one who promised to be qualified to become the Chehou of Great Qin was King Jian of Qi who owned the country of Qi.
When there is no King Qi of Qi State, he has no qualifications.
The First Emperor was still the emperor who ruthlessly deprived everything.
When Xu Shi was panicked and mentally shaken, he felt that everything in the world was spinning and dark, looming, as if he heard a sergeant from the Qin Dynasty delivering an order:
By order of the First Emperor
Deprive the offender of his divinity.
Be punished!
Be punished!
Fear engulfed Xu City.
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Above the East China Sea.
Fang Feng lazily basked in the sun.
Dao Yan meditated quietly to recover from his injuries. He closed his eyes and did not look at the 'formation' that Fang Feng specially picked up and arranged with pebbles of different sizes. It was peaceful. But at this moment, both of them suddenly opened their eyes and saw what was coming from them.
The power erupted from China, and a stream of light crossed the East China Sea at a terrifying speed.
Fang Feng's expression froze, and for the first time a huge change appeared on his lazy face. He straightened up suddenly and said:
"It's him?!"
"How can this be?"
Dao Yan opened his eyes and asked curiously: "Do you know the person who shot this arrow?"
Fang Feng came back to his senses after a long time, slowly exhaled and said: "Yes, I recognize it."
He glanced at Dao Yan and said: "Back then, it was not only my friend and I who guarded the East China Sea for my god, but also a companion who was good at souls. Strictly speaking, that was the origin of the legend of Shenzhou and Sakurajima Ryugu. We
We are not on the same path as him, but after all, we are both ministers who respect the gods, and at best they just ignore each other."
Dao Yan was also an immortal, so he knew Fang Feng's background to some extent and didn't pay too much attention to it.
Everyone has secrets.
And people like them who live longer will have more secrets, so they have a tacit understanding with each other.
Fang Feng was silent for a moment and said: "At that time, I was just a teenager, and the seven kingdoms of China had just been unified. My companion felt that an opportunity had come, so he was very interested in converting China by controlling the emperor in the human world.
Zun Shen even opened a sea route to try to awaken Zun Shen. He thought this was very feasible."
"So he entered the dream of that emperor. Haha... For mortals, as long as they are not carrying rare treasures, they are often unconscious in dreams. The same is true for that emperor, but when he tried to control this
When I was the emperor, an accident happened..."
"He gave an order to the First Emperor in the dream, saying, Surrender to God!"
"And the First Emperor drew his sword."
"Say, I'll be punished!"
"He fought with my companion in his dream, and slew him in his sleep."
"Then after waking up, the First Emperor himself came to the East China Sea and shot my companions to death. He used this bow at that time..."
"At that time, he asked the official who interpreted the dream, and the official also interpreted the dream of the First Emperor."
Dao Yan said with great interest: "Most dreams are actually the subconscious mind of the dreamer. Moreover, given the dominance of the First Emperor, if what the dream interpreter official said does not suit his wishes, it would have no meaning. He would not agree. So, that
What did the official in the dream say, and what was in the heart of the First Emperor?"
Fang Feng took a breath and said slowly:
"The official said: I am going to pray at the temple carefully, but there is such an evil god, so I should get rid of it, and a good god can come."
"It means that there is nothing wrong with the First Emperor's attitude towards gods, and such evil gods should not appear."
"So the solution is to kill the evil god, and then the good god will be next."
Dao Yan was silent for a moment and said: "If the next one is also not a good god..."
Fang Feng didn't say anything.
But Daoyan understood what he meant
This sentence is very clear. Anyone who dares to disobey the emperor is an evil god and will be punished.
After killing the evil gods, the remaining ones will naturally be the good gods.
It is unimaginable that there was an empire in the age of gods that had such an attitude towards gods, cutting down mountains and destroying temples, and killing gods in their dreams.
Dao Yan's heart surged and he sighed:
"Amitabha……"
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When Wei Yuan rushed to the teahouse with the freshly baked snacks, everyone else in the teahouse had already fallen into a silent sleep. The emperor in modern uniforms held a war bow in his hand. As he looked around, he was calm and graceful, but also had the appearance of an ordinary person.
A scornful demeanor that is far beyond reach.
"Xu City is here," he said.
Wei Yuan's complexion changed slightly.
Xu Shi, that was his obsession that he never let go of during the Qin era.
This guy actually dares to come to China.
The First Emperor did not raise his head. There was a white silk scroll with ink rims on the table. He flicked his sleeves and handed the war bow to the Qin warriors who had somehow summoned it. Then he wrote a line of text with a brush, pressed the seal casually, and then
This scroll was thrown to Wei Yuan next to him.
Wei Yuan was startled for a moment.
"Wei Yuan... no, let's call you Yuan at this time."
"He ran very fast. I didn't kill him, I just cut off the divinity in him."
The First Emperor's expression changed from majestic and cold to a little softer, and he said:
"Go and settle the grudges that belonged to you two thousand years ago with your own hands."
Wei Yuan slowly raised his hands and saluted:
"My lord, take the order."
PS: Today's second update... 2,800 words.
"Historical Records, Volume 6, The Sixth Annals of the First Emperor of Qin": The First Emperor dreamed of fighting with the sea god, as if he were in human form.
When asked about the dream, the doctor said: "The water god is invisible, waiting for the big fish and dragon. Now I pray to the temple carefully, and this evil god should be removed, and the good god can come!"