Refining the Mountains and Rivers - 1675. Chapter 1675

Nanke Country, at the foot of Xiaoliang Mountain, was the former Niujia Village. It still retains this name, but it has become the ancestral land of the Qin Dynasty Longxing ancestor that was heavily guarded.

The so-called no years in the mountains, and the blink of an eye, six years have passed from the outside world, and nearly two thousand years have passed since this strange place with an astonishing flow of time.

Yunwu Taoist learned about the Avenue, and his cultivation level was astonishing. He is already the top mountain figure in Nanke and Huangliang.

The Qin family, protected by his lineage, has risen all the way, and its family power has continued to grow. It finally established the country two hundred years ago and became the third country in the world-Daqin, apart from Nanke and Huangliang.

Rumor has it that after the Qin State set the tripod, the founding Emperor Qin once moved to move the two ancestors who were the most dazzling family tree and the foundation of the rise of the family, and moved their graves into the imperial mausoleum to suppress Qin’s luck.

The Taoist Yunwu appeared in the Qin Palace. I don’t know what he said to Emperor Qin. This is all about it. The State of Qin designated Xiaoliang Mountain within an area of 800 miles as the ancestral land of Longxing. The imperial court sent heavy troops to guard. Wood.

Over the past two hundred years, the Qin State has grown stronger and the country has been in peace and prosperity, and the protection of the ancestors and ancestors is of course indispensable.

Emperor Qin departed a month ago and left the imperial capital to patrol the world. Until yesterday, he arrived at the ancestral land. After three days of fasting and bathing, he would personally pay tribute to the ancestors of the Qin family. The surrounding area of Xiaoliang Mountain, which was originally heavily guarded, is now heavily guarded, attracting the attention of all parties in the world.

In the two hundred years of Guozuo, the Emperor Qin has passed down to the fourth generation. His Majesty is now called Qin Xuanzong. He is a middle-aged man who is more than fifty years old and is quite majestic. At this moment, he was in a white suit, riding in an ordinary carriage, with only the woman in the palace and a young son, plus two elderly eunuchs, slowly driving towards the Taoist temple halfway up Xiaoliang Mountain.

The name of the Taoist Temple is cool and cool, and it has not been famous for many years. Only those who have read the royal secret history records can discover the close relationship between this Taoist Temple and the Great Qin Empire through clues.

Every Majesty, before the canonization of the crown prince, will return to the ancestral land to worship the ancestors in three or five short years, and there will be a secret line today.

The two eunuchs are both elderly people in the palace, and they can be trusted, one driving and the other closing their eyes. Inside the carriage, the lady in the palace, who obviously already knew something, was inevitably nervous about gains and losses. She grabbed her son’s hand and deliberately reminded something, but she was afraid of saying more wrong, and lost her former grace.

Qin Xuanzong smiled slightly and didn’t care about it, because when he followed his father and went to this cool view, the mother’s queen was much more nervous than the concubine Shu in front of him.

The succession of the throne is inherited, and the Qin emperor cannot decide in one word. It seems to be a royal scandal, but in fact it is the secret of the Qin family’s heartfelt conviction.

How the ancestors forged fairy bonds, although there are records passed down to this day, nothing in the world can withstand the erosion of time, not to mention the Qin family who was born in the village of Xiaoxiao Niu’s village at the beginning of the mountain, and now he is sitting in the country. For more than two hundred years, the gap is more than that of Tianyuan.

No matter how great the favor is, there will be a time when it runs out, and whether there is support from the top immortals on the mountain, it is naturally two situations for the Qin Empire. What they can do is to maintain enough respect and try to add a bit of causality to the Immortal Family on the Peak.

The prince was appointed by the emperor’s inheritance, and respect and courtesy need not be said, but it is a sufficiently heavy cause and effect.

Therefore, it is really necessary to ask the veteran Taoist in the Qingliang Temple about the inheritance of the throne.

Everyone in the Qin clan is very pleased and sincerely impressed with the wonderful plan that the first emperor came up with back then.

The carriage stopped, and the two eunuchs jumped out of the carriage and waited respectfully.

Qin Xuanzong pushed the door and got out of the carriage, and said lightly: “You are waiting here.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

He took his son’s hand, looked at Concubine Shu, smiled slightly, “Let’s go.”

The Ninth Five-Year Lord knocked on the door himself, the door of Taoist Temple opened, and a little Taoist walked out and saluted respectfully, “Your Majesty, Master, please go in.”

Qin Xuanzong smiled back and said, “Thank you, Master Xiaoxian.”

Xiao Dao Tong’s face was sullen, but still, he could see that he was a little bit cautious, probably not long after he went up the mountain.

The fourth prince was a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy. He looked at the young Taoist boy with red lips and white teeth, and smiled.

The lady in the palace bluffed, her face changed slightly and she was about to speak, but was stopped by Qin Xuanzong’s eyes.

Xiaodaotong’s face flushed slightly, but not annoyed, and said in a low voice, “You are also beautiful.”

Qin Xuanzong laughed out loud.

After entering the Guanmen, the Taoists in Qingliangguan received orders today to stay in their rooms and not go out.

Xiaodaotong led all the way to the emperor’s house and led the three of them to the retreat of the master in the backyard.

“Master, your majesty is here.”

“Well, come in.”

Pushing the door in, Xiao Dao Tong walked to the side, his eyes drooping slightly, looking like a small adult calmly.

The four princes looked interesting, smiled at the corners of their mouths, and looked at everything in the room quietly. He didn’t know the truth of today’s trip, but thought that today, the emperor father brought him to see a fairy master on the mountain who had an old relationship with the royal family.

Qin Xuanzong looked at the room, the same as the Yunwu Taoist who had not changed the slightest decades ago. He forced his inner stirrings and complex emotions, and bowed his hands in salute, “Qin Sheng, today, with his concubine Shishu, and the dog, the four Qin Cong, come here. Meet the old fairy.”

The courtesy was not great, but the voice was extremely respectful, which scared the four princes and hurriedly followed his father to salute. Over the years, he has also seen many immortal masters on the mountain, some of which are well-known in the Three Kingdoms. But I have never seen it before, the emperor has such a respect for people, and his posture is so low.

Taoist Yunwu smiled, stretched out his hand and raised it falsely, “Your Majesty does not have to be polite, please sit down.”

Turned around and ordered, “Tong’er, serve tea to your majesty, empress and prince.”

Qin Xuanzong said: “Don’t dare to bother the little fairy master, Qin Cong, go and pour tea for the old fairy master.”

The eyes looked obscure and deep.

If he didn’t really like it, he wouldn’t stand up to the crowd. He chose the four princes who were concubine, and brought them all the way to this Qingliang Mountain, with his own expectations of him.

Qin Cong took a deep breath, “Yes, Father!”

He stepped forward two steps before bowing and saluting, “Old Master, Qin Cong can’t understand etiquette on the mountain, please forgive me if you offend.”

Pour the tea, eighth full, close the lid, and slowly return to the place.

Simple things have caused the more than ten-year-old royal nobleman to see fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

Taoist Yunwu glanced at Qin Cong, who returned to his place, smiled slightly and raised his teacup.

Qin Xuanzong suddenly smiled.

The woman next to her had red eyes, and she almost shed tears on the spot.

Qin Xuanzong bowed and saluted, “Please give the name from the old master.”

At this moment, a word appeared in Yunwu Taoist’s mind, and he smiled, “Mu.”

Fifteen years later, Qin Xuanzong died and Qin Muzong, the fifth emperor of the Qin Dynasty, inherited the great treasure.

And in Qin Muzong, on the day of Emperor Qin’s ascension to the throne, outside of Niujia Village, the land of Longxing, a young man appeared out of nowhere, staring at the tombstone that had been beaten by thousands of years of wind and rain. Obscure in the eyes.

Six years ago, Li Mu came once, hesitating whether to do it, opened the coffin and took a look to confirm what he was thinking.

But in the end, he still didn’t make a move.

After every year, Li Mu will come once, do nothing, and stay here quietly for a whole day.

No one has ever found his whereabouts, even on the Qingliang Mountain, the Taoist Taoist known as the Unpredictable Cultivation of Yunwu in retreat until now.

Today, looking at the tombstone in front of him, Li Mu’s eyes became more and more condensed, like the bottom of the sea.

He frowned and slowly said, “Is it just a coincidence in Qin State in this realm, or maybe…Is there any deeper intentions?”

For the lady who had never really met so far, Li Mu felt more awed and jealous in his heart.

When her whereabouts were unknown, she did not act rashly. Now that she has returned, Li Mu will naturally not act again.

Take a look, take a look again.

Patience, he has never lacked, if he can’t see clearly in this life, then wait for the next reincarnation.

The Western Wilderness Frontier Army, mine.

The whereabouts of Zhongwuhou Ningqin is unknown. Although the imperial capital has declared that there is another important matter in dispatching Zhongwuhou, as time passed, some gossips continued to spread, eventually showing signs of badness.

Bai Su Zhensheng buried his head under the lamp, frowned and dealt with military affairs, but after a few years, his sideburns actually had gray hair. It can be seen that the past few years have been really difficult.

In fact, if he hadn’t been a side branch of the royal blood, and there was a high-ranking uncle Cheng Tian Wang, the true sage of Bai Su had already been, and it would be difficult to be rejected.

“Who!”

As he drank low, True Sage Bai Su suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed sharply.

A figure walked out of the darkness, and what came into view was a face that was strange and familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere.

The other party did not make a move, and took the initiative to show up, Bai Su Zhensheng took a deep breath, and said coldly: “Who is your Excellency? How dare you to enter the military’s heavy ground in private, do you know that the military is ruthless?”

Qin Yu thought for a while, and slowly said, “The Fragmented Realm of the Wasteland in the Southwest, the East China Sea, Wanliu…”

Opposite, Bai Su Zhensheng widened his eyes suddenly, “It’s you!” He received his joy as soon as he revealed it, and he said solemnly, “What did I say that day?”

A strange trace appeared on Qin Yu’s face, “You… tell me Brother Wanliu… to be side by side with me to kill the enemy… It seems to me, um, the senses are not bad…”

Bai Su Zhensheng was overjoyed, “It’s really you, I know it, you and my brothers had a goodbye back then, there must be a goodbye day in the future.”

He strode over and patted Qin Yu’s shoulder heavily, “When I returned to Xihuang, I was always trying to find you, but there was no news… You are… well, it’s not convenient to say it, you and me. You don’t have to care about your identity compared to the original one.”

Qin Yu was in a daze, looking at the excited Bai Su Zhensheng in front of him, thinking that the white hair on your temples is all fake, right? How come the past few years have suffered, and there is still no improvement.

Or, I really hate you so much? As soon as we meet, do you have a head cramp? !

Taking a breath, Qin Yu raised his hand and rubbed his face, his voice changed a little bit, “Bai Su, please see clearly, who I am.”

Huh–

The face in front of him changed, and as his muscles screamed, the one who appeared in front of him was the Zhongwu Hou Ningqin who had been missing for six years!

True Sage Bai Su took a breath, his eyes widened, and he couldn’t speak with his fingers, which made Qin Yu a little worried, and he would faint in the next moment.

“you you you you you……”

Qin Yu coughed slightly, “I can explain this matter.”

Half an hour later, Bai Su Zhensheng, who was still in his dream, sat blankly on the chair, thinking about raising his hand and giving himself a slap in the face.

Snapped–

pain!

His eyes brightened suddenly.

Really, it’s all real!

Hahaha, it’s no wonder that I have always felt that Master Hou is very pleasing to the eye, and I feel close to him from the bottom of my heart.

It turns out that he is the Wanliu brother, and I look at people for hundreds of thousands of years, and it turns out that he is as accurate and powerful as ever!