The breakthrough between Zou Yan and Xunzi lasted three days.
In the past three days, the energy of heaven and earth was affected in various places in the Qin Dynasty, and the situation changed.
More and more people are hearing the Dharma they preach, benefiting from it, and increasing their practice.
At noon three days later, the two gathered their magic power and completed the entire promotion process.
The two of them opened their eyes one after another on the top of the stargazing tower.
At this time, when I look at the world in front of me, everything seems to be completely new. I can see more "reality" and see the fundamentals of things. It's wonderful.
The two silently examined the body and found that the vitality was surging in the secret orifices, and the body was not declining. They had taken another big step forward on the road to eternal life.
When the two of them finished practicing, Zhao Huaizhong appeared on the top of the Star Observation Tower: "Congratulations to the two saints, our human race has two more great saints."
Xunzi smiled and said: "Now is not the past. Who dares to call you a great sage in front of you?"
Zou Yan continued: "If you step into the five realms, your life span will be long, but heaven and earth will also have an end. Even if you live as long as heaven, you will still have to go through tribulations.
I wonder if by entering the level of the ancient saints, one can escape the great calamity and truly enjoy great freedom?"
Zhao Huaizhong sighed: "No, the ancient saints are only one step further than the saints of the five realms, but they are still within the three realms. If you want to be at ease, you need to enter the realm of creation of the ancient saints, and even become immortal thereafter, in order to truly become a Taoist ancestor.
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"The road to spiritual practice is long and long!"
Xunzi and Zou Yan were a little emotional.
"I have prepared a banquet to congratulate the two saints on entering the Five Realms. Let's go into the palace and have a chat." Zhao Huaizhong invited.
“Very good.”
Zou Yan and Xunzi nodded.
Although they have been abstained from grains for a long time and can avoid eating grains, the gods still often have grand gatherings to taste fine wines and delicacies, and occasionally get together to communicate and practice, which is beneficial and harmless.
Xianyang Palace.
Zou Yan, Xunzi's disciples, Ye Qi, Yue Qing, Zhang Cang, Han Feizi, Li Si, Lu Buwei, all came to the palace to accompany him.
What I ate was big fish stewed in an iron pot.
When Siying went out to sea, he found a fish in the deep sea called the dragon-headed fish. It was white in color and had a body as long and slender as a dragon python. It had fine scales and a huge head. It was vaguely dragon-shaped and had whiskers in front of its mouth, hence its name.
This kind of fish is very ferocious, with a body length of six to seven feet. Siying happened to hit it when he went out to sea and caught one back.
Dragonhead fish is a rare thing, and its meat is the most delicious.
When the two old saints broke through, Zhao Huaizhong asked the palace cook to stew the fish heads in a big pot.
Add water to the pot, then simmer it with a thick sauce, simmer over low heat, and wait until the flavor is absorbed. You only need to add a little salt during the process, and you will get the umami flavor of the fish itself.
As the heat gradually increased, a salty fragrance could be smelled in half of Xianyang Palace.
The fish was huge, and one stewed fish head, plus other ingredients, could feed dozens of people.
In late November, in Xianyang Palace, all the dormitories ate big fish stewed in iron pots together.
In the back hall of Xianyang, Zou Yan took a bite of hot fish after sitting at the table.
When you enter the fish meat, you feel that your whole mouth is filled with umami, and the texture is smooth and delicate.
If you don't eat this fish, your life will be in vain.
After eating this fish, I felt that the world was worth living.
Pork belly and tofu are also stewed together with the fish head. They are stewed together and add color to each other, but they have different textures.
Jiang Shu sat next to Zhao Huaizhong and handed the meat from the fish's face to Zhao Huaizhong piece by piece with a focused expression.
The fish face and belly are the most delicious parts. One part is firm and chewy, and the other part is fat, fragrant and rich in oil.
The atmosphere at the dinner was lively, and everyone discussed spiritual practice together.
After the banquet was over, Zhao Huaizhong signed a new edict, conferring the title of Saint Xunzi and Zou Yan to offer wine to the Qin Dynasty.
Xunzi once held a great ceremony in Jixia Academy, which was the leader of all the schools.
Zou Yan and Xunzi became saints in the Five Realms. They entered the Qin Dynasty to offer wine, which was of far-reaching significance. It marked that they officially entered the Qin Dynasty and would spread their knowledge in the Qin Dynasty.
Zou Yan and Xunzi are representative figures of various schools of thought and are regarded as masters by later generations.
With their strong influence, it is foreseeable that they will bring more benign influence to Daqin and form a talent diversion.
There will be many people from all three religions and nine sects, not only practitioners, but also talents in all aspects, who are willing to follow the footsteps of the two saints and enter Qin to strengthen Qin's power.
In the evening, Zhao Huaizhong came to the Jiejiao Dojo above Xianyang.
In the back hall of the dojo, there is a bronze platform with dense formations.
At this time, there were two Jiejiao members on the stage, both around forty years old. Under the light of the array pattern, their figures slowly disappeared.
"Did you teleport these two people to the True Immortal Realm?" Zhao Huaizhong asked.
"Well, the teleportation pattern in this human dojo can send people to the fairy world.
I want to use them to explore the changes in the fairy world today!" Si Ying said.
"You sent people there blatantly, how did you avoid Jie Jiao's detection?" Zhao Huaizhong asked.
"I am very familiar with the methods of interception, and I have my own way of dealing with them. To say the least, what would happen even if these two people were discovered? We have nothing to lose, and success will bring us something." Siying said.
Shexian began to deal with Jiejiao, while Daqin was responsible for providing support in all aspects.
However, Zhao Huaizhong's current focus is on the confrontation between Qin and Qi.
Late November, afternoon.
To the west of the Qi border, there was a border town called Pingyi (today's southeastern Shandong region, west of LY City).
Continuing to the west from Pingyi, there is the buffer zone between Qin and Qi, which is an open area with undulating low hills.
During this period, the surrounding area was heavily manned and heavily guarded. Scouts from both sides criss-crossed and sometimes collided with each other.
Ding Yan was a scout chief of the Qin Army.
He is twenty-seven years old this year and has joined the Qin army for nine years. He is a veteran and is currently responsible for commanding a column of thirty scouts.
Nine years of Qin army career left more than 20 scars on Ding Yan's body, more than ten of which were caused by sword strikes, two arrow wounds, and one wound from a siege crossbow.
That crossbow was injured when he attacked Wei the year before last.
At that time, Ding Yan subconsciously raised his hand and turned sideways, trying to dodge, but was struck by a crossbow arrow that pierced the air and shot off half of his palm and two fingers. After the war, he was nicknamed Ding Bazhi.
The veterans of the Qin Army have all experienced life and death, and the more they are raised, the more ferocious they become.
For nine years, Ding Yan accompanied the Qin army on expeditions south and north, and experienced hundreds of battles, large and small, and gradually transformed from a new soldier into an experienced veteran.
As a scout, every time a war starts, he is at the forefront of the confrontation with his opponents. This is one of the two things Ding Yan is most proud of.
Another thing that made him proud was the battle more than five years ago when the Huns attacked Zhao and Qin's northern line.
He went on a mission as a scout and encountered a small team of the Huns in the grasslands north of the Qin Kingdom.
At that time, the Qin army was small, so everyone was prepared to die.
Ding Yan desperately bit the throat of a Huns lieutenant, and finally successfully broke through with two teammates, bringing the detected news of the Huns' defense back to Daqin.
After the war, Ding Yan was summoned by Zhao Huaizhong, who was still the prince of Qin at that time, and he encouraged him a lot.
The prince is now the king of our great Qin, and will soon become the king of the entire world... Every time he thinks of this, Ding Yan feels happy.
Over the years, he has been bragging to everyone he meets. He once spoke to the king face to face, and he is ready to brag about it for the rest of his life.
On a sunny afternoon, Ding Yan led a patrol.
More than thirty Qin troops were divided into formations one behind the other.
There are few people in front, only four people, who are responsible for guarding and exploring the road. They are the scouts among the scouts.
There were more than 20 people behind, listening to Ding Yan bragging about his achievements again as they moved forward.
One of the scouts following him was Cao Erqing, known as Cao Er. He was quite short, but very agile. He was a good scout and had been in the army for a year and a half.
Ding Yan was bragging when his expression suddenly changed slightly and he stopped talking.
Years of fighting have given him an almost instinctive sense of danger.
He waved his hand to warn everyone around him, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a slight sharp sound, as if something was rapidly rubbing in the void.
"Someone fired a cold arrow..."
In Ding Yan's sight, he vaguely saw two black lines, one heading towards him and the other towards Cao Erqing beside him.
In an instant, Ding Yan jumped out and knocked Cao Er off his horse to the ground.
laugh!
An arrow shot over hit Ding Yan's upper arm.
A flash of blood suddenly appeared, and a large piece of flesh was ripped off by an arrow cluster on his arm, dripping with blood.
Ding Yan didn't bother to check his injuries. When he landed, he shouted: "The enemy is attacking, disperse!"
If the opponent has arrows, scattering them can reduce the damage caused by the opponent's attack.
Tens of feet away, from behind a low hill, a line of Qi people's scouts galloped out.
There were more than forty people on the other side, slightly more than them, and they were Qi Ren's scouting team.
After the Qi army scouts appeared, their bows and crossbows trembled, and dense arrow feathers were fired at them. The four Qin soldiers who were responsible for exploring the path at the front were very close to the opponent and were immediately shot off their horses.
Cao Er, who was thrown off his horse, turned over and sat up, turning to look at Ding Yan.
Fortunately, Ding Yan knocked him down, otherwise he might have been killed by an arrow at this time.
Ding Yan rolled on the ground, stood up immediately, with a sullen expression on his face, quickly got back on the horse, lowered his head and bent his waist, pressed his body close to the horse's side, waved his hand and said: "The other party does not have more people than us.
Go up and fight them!"
"promise!"
The scouts behind him agreed in unison. Like Ding Yan, they all lowered their bodies to the side of the horse to reduce the area affected by the attack.
There are not more opponents than oneself. Choosing to charge forward and never retreat is a tradition left behind by the Qin army when they fought against nomadic tribes in the northwest in their early years.
The scouts' war horses are all first-class horses. Years of fighting have made these horses and the masters on their backs feel connected.
In an instant, the war horse galloped like an arrow from the string, rushing towards the opposite side.
"I don't know whether to live or die, let go of arrows and shoot them to death."
On the low hill opposite, a scout leader of the Qi army.
He is in his thirties and has a scar as long as his index finger on his face. The flesh and blood are turned out. This is the injury he suffered in the recent confrontation with the Qin army.
Seeing the Qin army rushing up, the Qi army quickly launched a second round of shooting attacks.
What surprised them was that the horses mounted by the Qin army's galloping scouts had secret text lights on the saddles and horseshoes of each horse.
The secret text on the saddle is intertwined, focusing on defense.
The secret text on the horseshoe flashes, increasing the speed.
Qi Ren's arrows shot out, and the secret text on the saddle was triggered by the Qin army, and a secret text barrier was immediately formed in front of the horse's head.
The secret message on the horseshoe was triggered, the horse's speed increased sharply, and he was suddenly in front of Qi Ren.
Because the Qi army misjudged the Qin army's horse speed, several of them were caught off guard and were stabbed to death by the Qin army that rushed over.
At this moment, Cao Erqing suddenly shouted: "Lieutenant, where the arrow hit your arm, there is black blood, and the arrow is poisoned..."
Ding Yan, who was rushing to the front, felt an itch on his arm.
He glanced down at his injured left upper arm, and a wisp of purple-black breath was spreading along the wound to his shoulder.
"Charge and kill these Qi people first!"
Ding Yan gave a low drink and gave orders to his subordinates.
He himself took out the short blade from his waist and cut off a large piece of flesh from his arm with his teeth.
Seeing that the flesh and blood on his upper arm was blurred, but the blood coming out was still purple-black, Ding Yan endured the severe pain and swung the knife for the second time to cut off another piece of flesh.
The white arm bones can already be seen faintly on the arm.
Thanks to my spiritual practice, ordinary people would never be able to endure this kind of severe pain.
While he was treating his wounds, Cao Er and others stood by his side to resist the Qi people's attack.
Clang!
The swords collided at close range, and life and death were instantaneous.
Ding Lei used the power in his body to seal the blood veins in his arms, slowing down the blood flow, and swung his sword and said: "Kill!"
Cao Er and others under his command followed him and attacked the Qi army.
In the small-scale confrontation between dozens of people, the winner was quickly decided.
The Qin army was better equipped and had more combat experience, so its combat effectiveness was naturally stronger. More than forty Qi army scouts were all killed after a quarter of an hour.
Nearly half of Ding Yan's team was lost, and everyone was bleeding.
After a fierce battle, he himself was seriously injured and fell into coma.
The battle between Qin and Qi has begun in full swing.
Ps: The battle between Qin and Qi will be written in a more detailed and specific way. After all, it is the last one in the Six Kingdoms~ But I won’t write about the war all the time. Don’t worry, everyone will follow it.