Chapter 257 Qin Zhijun's might, suddenly dumped the pot
As the two of them watched, purple energy surged inside the coffin, and a burly, headless figure appeared from it.
That figure was covered in blood and had a violent aura. It was none other than King Zhou.
He was wearing the royal robe of the Yin Shang Dynasty, and his body was covered in blood, the color of which was dazzling.
"My beloved concubine!"
King Zhou vibrated his abdominal cavity and made a dull sound.
"Your Majesty..." The vixen's acting skills were on line and she said sadly.
Before coming, she already knew that she needed to pretend to be 'Daji'.
To be precise, the former Daji was part of the Demon Lord.
As the Demon Lord's clone, he also possesses most of Daji's memories, including his emotions.
So when the vixen enters the secret palace and sees the things in the secret palace being emptied by Zhao Huaizhong, he will feel angry.
Because she subconsciously assumed Daji's identity and regarded the secret palace as her own forbidden area, she was not happy to have her belongings emptied out.
King Zhou suddenly made a move and appeared in front of the vixen. His body was slightly sideways, as if he was observing Daji with his non-existent head and eyes.
Suddenly, King Zhou tore open the imperial robe on his chest.
On his chest, there was a human face that looked like a tattoo.
The man's face squirmed with the muscles in his chest, making an excited expression. It was horrifying and vivid, and besides being vivid, it was also a little bit funny, making people want to laugh inexplicably.
The vixen looked at the human face on King Zhou's chest in astonishment. After a long while, he turned his head little by little and looked at Dharmakaya:
"You drew a face on his chest?"
"King Zhou asked me to paint it."
Dharmakaya said calmly: "Using the art of painting to draw a face on his chest can make up for some of the functions of his missing head!"
The face on King Zhou's chest has clear facial features. Due to the effect of the painting technique, the face seems to be alive, changing with King Zhou's emotions, watching the vixen silently.
"My beloved concubine accompanied her to Lutai and went to the palace to have a talk."
The vixen did not refuse. She needed to be alone with King Zhou before she could start the operation and try to leave clues to the main body.
The headless King Zhou and Daji quickly disappeared above the deer platform.
Dharmakaya, who was regarded as a transparent person, also took action quickly.
The next moment, he appeared above the black bird's remains.
At first, there were six bronze coffins placed on top of the black bird's head, but later they all disappeared.
Zhao Huaizhong's dharma body went in and out of the secret palace several times, and while gathering wool, he kept exploring the whereabouts of the six coffins.
When he reached the top of Xuanniao's head and stretched out his palm, the void in front of him rippled like water waves.
Then Zhao Huaizhong's hand slowly penetrated into the void, and the power of the saint flowed.
Buzz!
The void changes, and intertwined forbidden textures emerge.
The dharma body did not further touch the restriction. After some inspection, his eyes fell on the bronze wall behind the secret palace.
“The first time I entered this place to explore, it was because I touched one of the coffins and blood gushed out from the coffin, causing the six coffins to be pushed away by the river of blood and disappear.
The six coffins finally approached the rear wall and then disappeared into thin air.
There is at least one layer of secret space in this secret palace..."
Dharmakaya carefully came to the bronze wall at the rear, touched the bronze wall, and repeatedly explored it, but found nothing.
He took out the bone mirror again and said: "Zou Sheng, can you gain anything new from the deduction of forbidden formations in this secret palace?"
Zou Yan's reply soon sounded in the mirror: "Never before, the formation layout in the secret palace disrupted the arrangement of the heavenly stems and earthly branches and the numbers of the stars in the sky. There was no order, but it could draw the power of heaven and earth for use.
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I have never seen this kind of array layout, and there is no result yet."
Dharmakaya responded, put away the bone mirror, raised his head again, and looked at the coffin of King Zhou above.
He had been in and out of this secret palace, the Palace of Death, many times, but only the coffin of King Zhou had not yet been explored.
The hidden space in the secret palace is likely to have some connection with King Zhou's coffin.
Dharmakaya looked towards the sleeping hall above the deer platform.
After King Zhou and the vixen entered, they were quiet and there was no movement at all.
Dharmakaya decided to take a closer look, gathered his breath, and climbed into the air onto the deer platform.
Soon after, he leaned against the window lattice of the palace and listened. It was very quiet inside.
Dharmakaya probed his head and looked into the hall.
Then... Dharmakaya and Zhao Huaizhong, who was far away in Xianyang Palace, laughed loudly together.
In Lutai's bedroom, the vixen's shameful and shrill cry came out.
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Xianyang Palace.
Zhao Huaizhong's face was full of smiles.
The scene in the Lutai Dormitory is a little hard to describe. King Zhou has no head, but he pretends to have a head, and his body matches the head, making various movements...
Zhao Huaizhong withdrew his attention and temporarily stopped paying attention to the Dharmakaya.
The reason why he wanted to take the vixen to the secret palace was the condition set by King Zhou. If he helped him find Daji, he would agree to let the Dharmakaya enter his coffin.
What needs to be done now is to wait for King Zhou and Da Ji to finish reminiscing about the past, and then start the next stage of operations.
In the study, Lu Buwei walked in under the guidance of his attendants.
"Your Majesty, the leaders of the various ethnic groups in the southwest have settled down and live in Jingqian Palace.
I plan to arrange for the various ethnic groups in the southwest to observe the power of our Qin army in order to overwhelm all ethnic groups and clear the obstacles for the development of new counties in the southwest." Lu Buwei said.
Zhao Huaizhong nodded slightly and asked: "How is the progress of the talks with Chu people?"
Lu Buwei smiled and said: "At the beginning, I will talk slowly with the Chu people, so the king can rest assured."
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Jingqian Hall is located in the south of Xianyang City, adjacent to Xianyang Palace. It is a place specially used to entertain foreign envoys. It has a central layout and elegant decoration.
Since entering Xianyang, all ethnic groups in the southwest have been surprised at every turn.
Xianyang City has a large population, magnificent buildings, and prosperous atmosphere, all of which have never been seen by any ethnic group in the southwest.
Lord Yelang pretended that he didn't care about this. He held his head high and glanced everywhere with squinted eyes, but the throbbing in his pupils betrayed the unrest in his heart.
In the evening, Lu Buwei came over in person and gathered with the leaders of various ethnic groups in the southwest.
The 'state banquet' that Qin used to entertain them made people from all ethnic groups in the southwest almost eat their tongues together.
Although they had business to do when they came to Qin this time, they came to discuss cooperation after all. Generally speaking, their mentality was relatively relaxed.
There was a lot of excitement during the banquet, and the conversation was very pleasant.
After the banquet, Lu Buwei left, and people from all ethnic groups in the southwest gathered. The sound of burping could be heard one after another in the room.
"Qin people said that the kind of meat they served us during the banquet was called roast pork strips. It was baked with natural honey and various condiments. It was so delicious."
"And that's called noodles.
Prime Minister Lu gave me a bottle of something called chicken essence and said that the noodle soup was delicious because of the chicken essence. This thing was unique to the people of Qin.
The people of Qin gave chicken essence to our Qiang people, which shows how much they value our people."
"I also like to eat that thing called tofu, which is as smooth as tuna." The leader of the Pu clan said.
"Vulgar, obviously dumplings are delicious.
I think it’s roast duck.”
Lord Yelang coughed slightly and looked at the Lord of the Pu clan who was picking his teeth with caring eyes:
"Just now at the banquet, you ate half a pig and four roast ducks... Have you considered what the people of Qin will think of us, as if we have never eaten ducks?"
The leader of the Pu clan was unhappy and said: "What I said is as if you have eaten duck. Did you eat less than me?
You ate at least hundreds of those dumplings, and you hid a lot of them, you thought I didn’t see them?"
Lord Yelang saw everyone looking at him and said angrily:
"What a joke, how can the Lord of this country hide things? We, the Yelang clan, will never do such things as hiding and stealing."
The girl who was following him burped and said to the leader of the Pu tribe: "I was the one who hid the dumplings. My ancestor handed me a deerskin bag, but he didn't hide the dumplings. I put all the dumplings in the deerskin bag."
It’s a leather bag.”
The room suddenly became quiet.
The Lord of Yelang skipped this topic with a calm expression:
"You are only focused on eating, while I am talking to Qin Xiang Lu Buwei.
You may know what the pasta eaten during the banquet is made from. It is made from finely ground wheat. Last year, the people of Qin produced as much as 20 million dans of wheat alone."
"I also inquired and learned about Qin's copper and iron production, grain farming and other aspects last year."
The words of Lord Yelang successfully turned the attention of the heads of the clans back to the main topic.
"Do you still remember what we are doing here?"
His granddaughter rushed to the side and replied: "I'm here to eat dumplings."
Lord Yelang sighed, his granddaughter was also thirteen years old, but she never seemed very smart.
"Since the purpose of coming here was mentioned, we just took the opportunity to discuss it."
The leader of Yelang said: "Qin Prime Minister Lu Buwei invites us to go to the military camp tomorrow to see the Qin people's military power?"
The middle-aged woman who was the leader of the Yi tribe said: "After approaching Xianyang, the Qin army that came to escort us into the city, I saw that its military appearance is indeed incomparable to that of other ethnic groups in the southwest."
"This is inappropriate."
The Lord of Yelang interrupted: "The Qin army may surpass your Yi clan, but it will never surpass my Yelang clan.
Tomorrow, let’s see what the warriors in our clan do.”
The leader of the Pu tribe also said: "We, the warriors of the Pu tribe, will not lag behind others. We should fight for our hundreds of tribes in the southwest."
After he finished speaking, he turned to the Qiang leader who rarely spoke: "You Qiang people are good at attacking and shooting. Are you sure you can beat the Qin people?"
"Of course." The leader of the Qiang tribe said firmly.
Several people are very confident and are looking forward to showing the power of their tribe.
One night passed in a blink of an eye.
The next day, in the afternoon, people from all ethnic groups in the southwest came to the outskirts of Xianyang.
In the Qin army camp, which occupies a vast area and has continuous buildings, Lu Buwei led the leaders of the various ethnic groups in the southwest to a viewing platform.
Everyone took their seats one by one.
Lu Buwei said: "Let our Qin army conduct training first, and ask the leaders of each tribe to observe."
Lord Yelang held out his hand very reservedly, signaling that he could start.
Below, the Qin army waved their command flags.
In a moment, more than ten thousand Qin troops formed a square formation, wearing armor and carrying weapons, and walked in from the outside.
The atmosphere instantly became chilly.
ha!
The Qin army roared in unison, the sound was like a tsunami.
As the queue advanced and retreated, the law was fierce and the murderous intent was high in the sky.
At the beginning, Lord Yelang raised his head and neck slightly, maintaining his usual posture, and watched the battle with the corner of his eye.
But as time went by, he gradually became level-headed.
Half an hour later, Lu Buwei waved his hand, and the Qin army's cavalry and infantry formation drills were both over.
He invited the Lord of Yelang Kingdom and said: "The Lord of the Kingdom, please order the warriors of Yelang to appear on the stage, so that I can see the bravery of the southwestern tribe."
The leader of Yelang laughed: "I came to Qin this time mainly for peace talks. I did not prepare for military training. The people I brought with me were not brave people of my clan.
Let the warriors of the Pu tribe die. The Pu tribe has always been famous for their bravery among the tribes in our southwest."
The leader of the Pu clan cursed in his heart and said with a smile on his face: "The Lord Yelang and I have thought of it together. The people I lead are not the elite of the clan, so I won't appear.
Lu Xiangruo wanted to see the bravery of our warriors from the southwestern tribe and let the Qiang tribe..."
The Qiang leader tactfully interrupted: "Let's eat, I'm hungry.
We all found the food that Prime Minister Lu entertained us yesterday delicious."
"You're right. Watching the battle is not as good as eating. I'm also hungry." The leader of the Yi tribe agreed and agreed to eat.
Lu Buwei laughed loudly: "Then I will treat you as you are."
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