Chapter 327 The breakthrough of the saints is interesting
In the square outside Xianyang Palace, a wisp of sword energy rose into the sky and connected with the clouds, which was extremely majestic.
That was the sword energy that overflowed from Mu Qianshui's body during his practice.
The sword energy is like a mountain, pointing directly at the sky.
This scene is so shocking!
His beauty sword vibrated, as if it had life, swirling and dancing around her body.
While Mu Qianshui activated his sword energy, he obviously still had some remaining strength. He quietly opened his eyes and glanced at Ji Qian next to him, looking slightly interested.
However, the next moment, he saw a wisp of sword energy emitting from Ji Qian's body. Although it was not as vast as his sword intention, it was purer and sharper.
The sword on Ji Qian's waist also fell off and hung in the air, vibrating endlessly.
Mu Qianshui quickly closed his eyes again to eliminate distracting thoughts, and the sword energy he activated suddenly became brighter.
Ji Qian was not willing to be seconded, and his sword strength increased steadily and became sharper.
The two of them seemed to be competing.
In the end, the two sword energies actually started fighting in the air, colliding with each other, each trying to overwhelm the other and break through a certain pass first.
In the square in front of Xianyang Palace, qi and energy are intertwined, and strange phenomena emerge one after another.
In the side halls on both sides of the main hall, Lu Buwei, Han Fei, Wei Liao, Baiyao and other ministers were all watching the changes in the square.
"It seems that a new saint is about to be born in our Great Qin.
From your perspective, how many people can successfully break through this time?!"
"That Xin Wu followed the king day and night, he gained the most benefits invisibly.
If there is such a breakthrough, he must be one of them.
Mu Qianshui was at the peak of the Holy Dharma Realm before he came to Da Qin. Ji Qian was in the same situation and had been in the Holy Dharma Realm for many years.
Secret officer Fang Junhu's cultivation level was even higher than Ji Qian's.
Before General Yu Gui joined the Ye Yu Mansion, Fang Junhu had always been known as the second best player in the Ye Yu Mansion under Deputy Shi Bai.
In fact, these people should have been promoted to the Saint Realm long ago, but they were deliberately suppressed. In order to lay a solid foundation and be able to go further in the future, they waited until now."
"This time, with the help of the king's blessing, they all have the opportunity to break into the saint realm. It's not surprising who can break the mirror.
But the realm of a saint is extraordinary. What you have to cross is the barrier of immortality. It is normal for anyone to fail."
"What's the difference between what you said and what you didn't say?"
"Only Yin Wugu's success or failure is unpredictable..."
"I am more concerned about the atmosphere of the twelve hundred forbidden troops gathered together."
The ministers discussed it a lot.
In the square, 1,200 dragon-armored imperial troops converged.
A dragon-shaped Dharma appeared several times, and then suddenly collapsed.
But as time passed, the dragon shape gradually became a little clearer.
Every scale it derived was combined with the secret text on the Forbidden Army's armor, slowly forming the dragon's body.
This dragon was vague and hazy, but at the moment when it came together and took shape, there was an inexplicable energy that made even Lu Buwei, Han Fei and others who were watching feel trembling.
Bang!
The dragon form collapsed again... unable to condense.
On the other side, in front of the queue of many sergeants, sat the secret officer Fang Junhu.
His face is thin and has the appearance of an ordinary person. He is characterized by his thick black eyebrows, which are as slanted as knives. He has a cold and unyielding aura like steel and iron bones.
He was dressed in black and his eyes were closed. During the practice, his figure gradually became illusive and turned into a shadow, almost disappearing.
Ancestral Temple Stone Hall.
Zhao Huaizhong was watching the new stone temple that appeared from mid-air.
As soon as it was fully exposed, Zhao Huaizhong felt something and came in to check it out.
The floating hall is more than ten feet in size. There are hanging stairs outside the hall. Going up the stairs is a closed white jade door.
When Zhao Huaizhong approached, many incantations on the door lit up, as if sensing his identity, and then he slowly moved sideways and opened the palace door.
Inside the door is a small, square courtyard, full of chaos, quiet and misty.
Zhao Huaizhong looked through the chaos and looked inside.
The yard, which was seven to eight feet in size, was empty except for a pool shrouded in chaos in the middle.
The pool has existed for a long time, but it has never dried up. The water in the pool is crystal clear.
The pool is three feet square. Crouching beside the pool are white jade animal sculptures, which are about a foot tall. There is one in each of the four directions. Its shape has never been seen before. It looks a bit like a carp, but with flying wings.
Their mouths were wide open and they were spitting water into the pool.
Zhao Huaizhong walked into the courtyard and extended his spirit into the pool, but found nothing special.
The water in the pool contains spiritual energy, but the concentration is not high.
Zhao Huaizhong looked around the pond and then started to check other places.
Due to the small area of the stone hall, it can be clearly seen at a glance.
Except for the small courtyard at the entrance, the inner courtyard is a square palace.
He went in and walked around, but it was also empty and unremarkable.
"It seems that I overthought it. I just added a floating palace and thought that a new treasure would appear." Zhao Huaizhong muttered.
The only special thing about this stone palace is that there is a layer of white air everywhere, which is churning and rhythmic, as if it is illusory.
The vitality of heaven and earth in the temple is also thicker than elsewhere.
Zhao Huaizhong thought: Is this a special place for retreat for the owners of the Immortal Stone Palace? Absorbing the atmosphere of this place is good for practice?!
He tried practicing in the stone palace for a while, and the effect was indeed better than other places.
It's just that he has practiced on the five-needle pine, so he doesn't find it amazing here.
The vitality thickness of the two is about the same.
When he left the Stone Palace and returned to the Xianyang Palace, in the square outside the palace, the generals were still practicing with different atmospheres.
With so many people attacking the Saint Realm together, the entire Qi of Xianyang was driven forward, running like a long river.
Thousands of miles away, Daicheng, an important town in the northern part of the former Zhao Kingdom.
From Li Mu's residence, he is looking at Xianyang in the southwest.
As a military sage, he can clearly feel the fluctuations in the direction of Xianyang.
"Are you here to persuade me to join Qin?"
Li Mu was wearing a light yellow linen gown. When he looked back, he saw a strong, powerful veteran with an angry beard sitting on a short wooden pier next to him.
He was wearing armor and was chewing on a soft pork knuckle.
Li Mu turned around to ask, but the veteran ignored him. He tore off a piece of meat and chewed it, then took a sip of wine and then said incoherently: "We haven't seen each other for many years. After I entered Qin, I was busy fighting and rarely had any leisure time. I know you
If I'm in Dai City, I'll come over and see you.
Whether you can join Qin or not, we have no time to persuade you."
"You first went to Wei and then to Chu. How did you end up in Xianyang?" Li Mu asked.
That veteran is none other than Lian Po.
He and Li Mu were both generals of Zhao at that time.
Lian Po took a sip of wine and ate a bite of meat, with a satisfied look on his face:
"The King of Wei didn't have the guts to use me, because he was afraid that my heart would still be toward the Zhao people. I later entered Chu and was in a similar situation.
I thought I would never have the chance to fight again in this life, but the great king Shengming sent a message thousands of miles away, asking me to go to Xianyang to meet him.
This is an extraordinary sight."
When Lian Po talked about the king, he cupped his hands towards the southeast: "When I had no way to go, King Qin gave me the opportunity to lead the army again, and he valued me very much and promoted me with one hand.
All I can do is fight on the battlefield to repay your kindness to the king."
Li Mu laughed dumbly.
Lian Po said: "I came here to tell you that the world will soon be unified by the Qin Dynasty. If you are willing to give up the army and not lead troops for the rest of your life, just pretend that we have never been here.
Otherwise, there seems to be no other option for you except joining Da Qin.
In this case, it's better to do it quickly. If you enter Qin as early as possible, you can still win some battles. If it's later... I'm afraid you won't have time to regret it."
Lian Po pointed to Xianyang: "You should be able to feel the fluctuations over there. The king is rewarding the generals who have made contributions to the attack on Chu and helping them break into the realm of saints."
Li Mu narrowed his eyes slightly: "How can the realm of a saint be controlled by human power?"
Lian Po said with a smile: "In your opinion, the realm of a saint may be like a chasm in the sky, and it is difficult for human intervention.
But the king is a saint in the fifth realm, how can you guess his realm?"
Li Mu remained silent.
"Okay, let's go."
Lian Po stood up decisively and walked out. As he walked, he said: "I know all your worries. In fact, you are worrying too much. The King of Qin has a great talent and is a wise master.
As a general in Qin, you can show your ambition."
Outside the courtyard, the sound of hooves sounded like thunder.
Lian Po, accompanied by his accompanying guards, galloped away.
In the yard, Li Mu looked at Lian Po's big elbow, which had only bones left.
"Is it really so delicious?" He took out a piece of meat from the basin and took a bite.
"General, we have been staying in this city for more than three years. Why don't we go out and move around. I can't stand these ordinary days anymore. I feel like I'm alive and dead."
A close entourage of Li Mu walked out of the house. He was about forty years old, with a big body and a round waist. He was holding another pot of meat and bones in his hand:
"In the past few years, I have learned how to farm and cook, but I have forgotten how to hold a sword.
It’s really strange. When we were fighting, we hoped to live a peaceful life one day. But when we were really peaceful, it turned out to be so uncomfortable.”
Li Mu sighed and turned to look at Xianyang again.
That direction, where the wind and clouds are turbulent, seems to be the center of the entire world.
In the void, chaos is like a sea.
An old turtle as huge as a mountain, carrying the magnificent palace on its back, emerged in the chaos, then slowly disappeared, wandering closer to a certain destination.
On the back of the turtle, in the rolling palace, an old man in white robe stood by the window and peeked out furtively:
"When will this day end? I'm trapped here and can't get out."
Intercepting the Shangzong.
"Tianjun, on the Nine Provinces Map, there is a new fluctuation in the corresponding position of Kunlun Mountain. It is probably related to the Kunlun Palace where the old turtle is sleeping."
In the palace, Mahatma Yuhua wore a white robe with gold threads: "Let the news go out and say that the Kunlun Palace is born. Whoever can open the Kunlun Palace will have the luck of Kyushu and become the Lord of Kyushu."
"Tianjun is planning to let others explore the way and create opportunities for my teaching?"
Yu Hua thought: The operation of Kunlun Palace may change the general trend of China...
Sunset evening.
Zhao Huaizhong came to Huacaoju.
"Why are you here?"
Somewhat unexpectedly, Siying is also here.
She was wearing a moon-white dress and was sitting opposite Mu Yangjing drinking tea.
"Strange?"
Siying looked cold, glanced sideways at the Lord of Qin, and asked: "Then why did you come here?"
Zhao Huaizhong smiled and said: "So are we asking each other for confessions?"
He came to sit next to the two women, reached out his hands from under the low mat, and grabbed the hands of Mu Yangjing and Siying, one on the left and the other on the right.
Mu Yangjing was always reserved in front of others, so she quietly dodged away, stood up and said, "It's rare for King Qin to come over. I have some new tea sent from my ancestors in my house. I'll go get it for King Qin to taste." After saying that, he paid his dues. He walked calmly into the house.
"What is the relationship between Mu Yangjing and you? With your methods, you have already slept with her, right?" Siying said coldly.
"Nonsense."
Zhao Huaizhong looked serious: "We and I are innocent, you haven't said why you came to Huacaoju?"