In the central area adjacent to Xianyang Palace, there is another large mansion.
Lu Buwei, the prime minister of Qin State and the most accomplished member of the Za family at that time, was sitting in the main hall of his mansion.
"Wei Yang, please tell me the process of welcoming the prince back."
Lu Buwei was wearing a silver-gray robe. He had a large body frame, but was not burly. He looked tall but thin. Sitting there, he was very imposing and motionless as a mountain.
An old man was sitting on his knees in front of him.
This old man was the one who sneaked into Handan and brought Zhao Huaizhong back.
His name is Wei Yang, a diner under Lu Buwei's family, and he is highly regarded.
After Lu Buwei finished speaking, he presented a scroll of bamboo slips: "The prime minister has been out for several days and is not in Xianyang. Wei Yang is afraid that something will be missed, so he has recorded the process of welcoming the prince back in advance and asked the prime minister to read it."
Lu Buwei took it in his hand, lowered his head and looked through it, his face calm and calm, without any expression fluctuation.
He read very quickly, scanned it with his eyes, and then raised his head and said, "How can the prince see through the problem of the ghost girl without having any contact with spiritual practice?"
His voice is low and sweet.
"Exactly, the prince is calm when faced with difficulties, and has a generous but decisive nature. It is really rare for him to be able to maintain such a character when he is a hostage in the Zhao Kingdom. As long as he gives time, it will be a blessing for our great Qin Dynasty.
only……"
Under Lu Buwei's gaze, Wei Yang continued: "It's just that the prince has been in Zhao as a hostage for several years, and the essence in his body is missing. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to make great achievements in cultivation throughout his life."
Lu Buwei still looked calm and calm, and said slowly: "Are you sure?"
"On the way back, I personally examined your physiques, and found out that there are hidden worries in your body that are difficult to eliminate."
Wei Yang stopped and fell silent.
Of course, Lu Buwei's character and intelligence could not fail to see other things.
Lu Buwei took one last look at the bamboo slip in his hand: "It seems that my expectations were too high..." and threw the bamboo slip aside.
He stood up from his seat and said, "Tell someone to send a copy of the news we know to Xiuli."
"No." Wei Yang responded.
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"The news sent by Prime Minister Lu said that the son of the king and the queen of Zhao had his foundation destroyed while he was a hostage in the state of Zhao?"
A gentle voice sounded in the Qinyang Hall of Xianyang Palace.
The owner of the voice is a graceful woman sitting on a mat.
This woman's facial features are beautiful, her skin is as white as jade, especially her pair of long legs that even a multi-layered palace dress cannot hide.
She tied her long hair into a high bun at the back of her head, and looked like hanging clouds from both sides. Wearing a black coat and a goose-yellow inner shirt that were common in the Qin Palace, she was dignified and revealed a hint of feminine gentleness and charm.
This is another favorite concubine of King Zhuang Xiang and the biological mother of his second son, Chenglong - Lady Xiuli.
Beside her stood two intimate maids on the left and right.
One of them responded: "The message sent does indeed say so."
Xiuli pursed her lips slightly, smiled imperceptibly, and said calmly: "Even if the son of Empress Zhao was not harmed by the Zhao people, he has been a hostage for many years, wasting time in vain, and has a learned mind, and is not as good as Jiao'er."
The maid leaned forward slightly and said: "Now that the son of Empress Zhao is injured, he is far inferior to Young Master Xiu."
Mrs. Xiuli nodded slightly and finally laughed out loud.
…
King Zhuang Xiang pointed forward: "Look at that stone wall."
On both sides of the stone wall directly in front are placed the spiritual tablets of deceased ancestors of the Qin Kingdom, and in the center stands a huge stone pillar.
Its color is light green, its aura is ancient and vast, and each section is built upwards, as if it could be stabbed into the sky.
At a cursory glance, the entire surface of the stone pillar is engraved with countless seal characters and lines depicting patterns of rare birds and animals, carrying unknown contents.
"My clan has gained a lot from this giant pillar on the stone wall, including the heavenly stems and earthly branches, cultivation, farming and other techniques. More than half of them come from the inheritance records on this stone pillar." King Zhuang Xiang said.
"The stone temple you saw, Huai'er, is called the ancestral temple, but it is actually an ancient divine object.
From the beginning of the battle of chasing deer, the emperor and Chi You fought over the remaining walls of these stone palaces. It is rumored that the core content on them contains the mystery of immortality, which allows one to climb to the Immortal Platform and transcend life and death.
The stone palace is heavily guarded outside, and only the previous lords and crown princes of the Qin Dynasty can enter the palace.
After you go out, Huai'er, even your mother and queen are not allowed to tell you the details in the palace."
Zhao Huaizhong was surprised: "Beyond life and death?"
King Zhuang Xiang: "Yes, it is said that this stone pillar was connected to the residence of the immortal when it was complete. In ancient times, the stone pillar was a ritual vessel used for sacrifices. Offering sacrifices to it could get a response from the immortal.
It’s a pity that the stone pillar was broken, and I, the Qin Dynasty, only got its base part, and the legend of using it to sacrifice and communicate with the immortals in heaven can no longer be realized.”
King Zhuang Xiang continued: "The other ruins of this stone palace are scattered among the six countries.
The Six Kingdoms and our Qin Dynasty can start based on this, and then they can dominate the world."
Zhao Huai's heart suddenly moved: Could it be that the reason why this world is different from what he thought is because these ruins of stone walls have led the world in a different direction from the earth in later generations?
King Zhuang Xiang: "Part of the content on the stone pillar has been mastered by our ancestors.
Some ancestors practiced according to this method and were close to the state of transcendence, almost no different from immortals and demons."
After he finished speaking, he took out a bamboo slip from his arms that looked like it was carved from jasper, crystal clear and moist:
"What is recorded in this brief book is the rubbing content of the Sendai chapter. My father is here to explain it to you in detail. My son can refer to the original text on the stone wall to get a preliminary understanding of the practice."
Zhao Huaizhong was inexplicably excited.
In this world where supernatural powers exist, only by mastering real power can we survive better!
He immediately concentrated his mind and listened attentively as King Zhuang Xiang pointed to the bamboo slips and explained word for word.
You must know that in the few days since he returned to Xianyang, King Zhuang Xiang has arranged a teacher for him, and the courses are fully scheduled, so that he can learn all aspects of knowledge.
Coupled with the memory inherited from his predecessor, even though it was his first contact with the content of practice, he was not completely unfamiliar with it, so he could naturally start trying the practice according to the instructions in the brief book.
"The initial part of the Sendai chapter is not dangerous to my Qin family. My son can practice it with confidence."
Zhao Huaizhong was so immersed in the contents of the brief letter that he didn't even notice that King Zhuang Xiang walked out of the stone palace after finishing his words.
Just as he sat on the ground, began to think according to the content of the Sendai Chapter, placed himself in the void, and started to communicate with the nature of heaven and earth, something suddenly changed in his body.
There was a strange sound in the void next to him, and the space seemed to be broken. At a level invisible to the naked eye, some kind of substance contained in the void began to pour into Zhao Huaizhong's body in a collapsed shape.
Huhuhu~!
Every breath he takes can draw a large amount of void matter into his body and integrate it with his body.
The breath that poured in from his mouth, nose, and even every pore gathered in his chest and abdomen, like a river meeting the sea, then went down, passed through the lower abdomen to the tailbone, then rushed up to the back of the head, and then dived back from the forehead to the In the chest and abdomen, a small weekly movement in the body is completed.
It's just that the speed of Zhao Huaizhong's cycle is different from ordinary people, it's too fast.
The aura gathered in his body gradually differentiated, reaching out to all parts of his body like tentacles, and like a vast ocean constantly forming new tributaries, exploring every corner of his body.
Suddenly, thousands of tributaries gathered in his lower abdomen, and then hibernated down, gathering more and more, like a spring settling here, spewing out inexhaustible 'energy' to supply the whole body.
Zhao Huaizhong opened his eyes and could clearly feel the changes in his body. He couldn't help but wonder:
"When the cheap daddy explained before, he said that the practice of forming a fairy and devil spring in the body will take at least half a year. How can I practice this for an hour?
This speed..."
Zhao Huaizhong took a handful of Yahuazi, his heart moved slightly, and he tried to sense it in his body.
He suddenly discovered that it was moving with the breath in his body, and at this moment it happened to be swimming in the newly formed fairy and devil spring in his lower abdomen.
"Is the speed of my practice related to its increase? When it is entrenched in the Dantian, it can increase the quality and frequency of absorbing the breath of heaven and earth."
Zhao Huaizhong thought for a while, then looked at the second level of the Sendai chapter recorded on the bamboo slip in his hand.
Then close your eyes again and continue practicing.