Three months later, Ying Zheng came to the foot of Mount Tai with 70 or 80 civil and military ministers. As soon as he looked up at the Mount Tai, not only Ying Zheng established his confidence, but even other civil and military ministers believed that there must be immortals living on the Mount Tai.
After believing the legend, Ying Zheng and his ministers discussed how to meet the immortal on Mount Tai, and finally discussed it, but none of them could get everyone’s approval.
Finally, impatient Ying Zheng decided to meet the immortal according to his own ideas. At this time, when Ying Zheng saw this Mount Tai, he couldn’t help but think of the appearance of the immortal who hadn’t met for decades. After hearing that there were immortals living in this mountain, Ying Zheng’s first thought of the immortal was the one he never forgot.
When he reached the foot of the mountain and saw Mount Tai, Ying Zheng had a feeling that the immortal he wanted to see must be on the top of the mountain. When he thought of this, Ying Zheng didn’t want to delay, even if he had the whole world, but when he thought of the last time he saw decades ago, Ying Zheng wanted to see the immortal quickly.
Walking on the mountain road, Ying Zheng was followed by more than 70 civil and military ministers, and there were many soldiers beside him. Stop-and-go along the way, also don’t know how long, Ying Zheng gradually confused, only know the mechanical steps, heart somehow blank, don’t think about anything.
When Ying Zheng walked to the top of the mountain in a daze and opened his eyes, Ying Zheng saw at a glance that he was sitting on a piece of jade, with a white lantern at his feet and an empty light in his hand.
Seeing the familiar face sitting on the jade, which has never been imagined in my heart for decades, Ying Zheng’s tears suddenly blurred.
Staggering forward a few steps, Ying Zheng was suddenly looked forward to by the stone, and crawled on the ground. Ying Zheng looked up at the emptiness of narrowing her eyes and felt the ethereal and cold breath. Suddenly, tears flowed down.
Indifferent to open your eyes, looking at Ying Zheng, tears flowing, empty Ming seems to be watching and no longer watching, blurred eyes looked at Ying Zheng’s head in a trance, and Jiuding was still hovering above the head, and the golden dragon with nine claws and two horns was spinning around Jiuding. After noticing the empty Ming’s eyes, the dragon also turned to look at the empty Ming.
All looked at the spiritual dragon, empty Ming silently launched a stay. I don’t know how long it took. Ying Zheng, who was lying on the ground, finally got a little strength. He got up and sat on the ground, panting and looking at the sky, with an unspeakable emotion in his eyes.
"Fairy …" When Ying Zheng managed to stabilize his mood, he looked enviously at Empty Ming’s appearance that had not changed for decades. He just opened his mouth and said two words. Empty Ming suddenly returned to his absolute being, shook the dust and stopped Ying Zheng’s words.
Walking down the jade, I picked up the white paper lantern leaning on the jade with one hand, held the handle, and strolled to Ying Zheng’s side with a kind of light in Ying Zheng’s eyes that I could see through myself.
After twelve breaths, Kongming leisurely withdrew his eyes, dispersed the light in his eyes, stepped back a few steps, swung the lantern, and the whole body turned slightly, and the lantern ignited a green flame with a shout.
After the flame burned, Ying Zheng felt his whole body as if it were a lot colder, and bursts of cold air kept blowing on him. Suddenly gave a shiver, Ying Zheng just looked up to speak, he saw, empty Ming has pointed the lantern at Ying Zheng’s head.
A moment later, thunder sounded in the sky, and the wind and rain were blowing hard. The light on the top of Mount Tai kept flashing. After the green light dissipated, Kongming had used the funeral lantern to pull out the soul of Ying Zheng.
Shake the dust to bind Ying Zheng’s soul, let go of the funeral ghost lamp with one hand, let the lantern cover this world, and block the exploration of this world. Empty right hand into Ying Zheng’s chest, with bursts of light flashing in his hand, empty Ming a groping, finally found his breath.
Drag out the breath you left decades ago, and then throw it in the direction of the dragon. In an instant, it turns itself into a white chain to bind the dragon, and it is useless to let the dragon struggle. After tying up the dragon, Kong Ming took out two more mana balls to disperse the mana outside and reveal what was inside.
One is a copper coin with wings, and the other is a black and golden phoenix. Throwing copper coins and phoenix into the dragon’s body, then pinching his hands, chanting incantations in his mouth, after 49 breaths, accompanied by a copper yellow and a black golden light, the dragon tied by a white chain gradually shrank under the entanglement of two lights, but in a moment, the nine-claw ancestor dragon was reduced to the size of a finger.
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Chapter 30 Mature fruit
Chapter 30 Mature fruit
Shaking sleeves, fanning a breeze, wrapped the finger-sized dragon in the breeze. With the wind, it flew to Jiuding, a symbol of suppressing the fate of ordinary people in the world, hovering over Jiuding, as if it had found something, and flew into one of the Ding. (Vertex novel, hand-written novel)
Hands pinch the seal, and the twelve rune chains around the whole body keep flashing light, and light keeps flying out from the empty hands and shining on Jiuding, but after three breaths, the empty face is stained with colorful light.
After forty-nine breaths, Jiuding above Ying Zheng’s head suddenly changed, and bursts of divine light flashed on Jiuding. The thunder in the sky kept exploding, louder and denser, and lightning formed a silver snake winding down the top of Mount Tai, making waves.
Let the thunder fall from the sky, and the blowing wind brought strength, and the space that was enclosed by the empty light swayed, without paying attention to this writing situation. The empty eyes tightly stared at Jiuding above Ying Zheng’s head, and his hands constantly radiated light and shot into Jiuding.
A moment later, this piece of space in which Kongming lived has begun to be distorted. Thunder, wind and rain, sound, and this world has gradually noticed a little bit of abnormality.
Suddenly, the empty Ming stopped pinching his hands, looked at Jiuding floating on Ying Zheng’s head, and smiled at the corners of his mouth. That smile was like a satire on this world and a real joy.
With the smile blooming, Jiuding, who was floating on Ying Zheng’s head, suddenly flashed a bright light, which lit up the whole Mount Tai in an instant. Even those civil and military ministers who were trapped in the Woods by Empty Ming all saw the light at this time, and the light lit up the road ahead for the seventy or eighty civil and military ministers in an instant, which made these civil and military ministers walk out of the maze of random arrangement of Empty Ming.
"thud …" When Kongming just opened her narrow eyes, she heard the sound of nine things falling to the ground in a row, blinked her skin, and her long eyelashes swept away the blowing dust. She looked at the nine bronze tripod-like objects that had just fallen to the ground, and the flashing light in Kongming’s eyes also brought joy.
The nine bronze tripod-like objects lying scattered on the ground were just Jiuding, who originally floated above Ying Zheng’s head and suppressed the fate of ordinary people all over the world. At this time, Jiuding has turned into a real bronze tripod, losing the support of power, and Jiuding is just an instrument now.
Shake the dust, let go of Ying Zheng, empty Ming bent down to pick up nine bronze tripod, put the nine tripod in accordance with certain rules on the jade that was originally sitting by himself.
After putting Jiuding in place, Kongming earned three times around the jade, sprinkling countless Lingshi, and five colorful rivers with their own powers floated out of the scope of Kongming’s figure with Kongming’s mind, forming a huge circle, which surrounded Ying Zheng’s body, ghosts, jade and Jiuding.
Strolling out of the circle of colorful rivers, I opened my right hand, picked up my sword finger and whispered, "Get up." Time, that has lost the soul of Ying Zheng body with empty words move for a moment, with empty right index finger and middle finger swing, like a marionette, mechanical stood up.
Ying Zheng’s soul, stunned by the funeral lantern, looked at his body and walked automatically. It was so unnatural between walks, and every step of his legs was so accurate. With the pace of walking, Ying Zheng soul suddenly found that his body was walking in his own direction, and his empty eyes were staring at the soul tightly.
At that time, Ying Zheng only felt the chill he felt when he became a soul, and it was just a cool breeze in front of the eyes, so he could compare with this to freeze the heart, the mind and the sane eyes.
I don’t know why, my flustered eyes suddenly saw the emptiness standing outside the colorful aperture. The posture and swaying sleeves of the breeze were the same as the last one I saw decades ago, and they were still so indifferent and so cold. Faces without expression appear white and delicate.
After seeing the empty shape, Ying Zheng immediately forgot that his body was coming towards him mechanically. Looking at the empty eyes, I don’t know when it was full of tears. In theory, as a soul, it should not shed tears, but now Ying Zheng has broken this rule, and the tears shed have become a swirl of light, turning round and round around Ying Zheng.
The next moment, Ying Zheng’s body with a wooden face, with a chill in front of Ying Zheng’s soul, was sent forward, and the soul of Ying Zheng was absorbed by the body in an instant, and the funeral lantern floating above had drifted back to the empty side.
Controlling Ying Zheng’s body, let this body go to the jade with Jiuding, and then shake the magic attached to his legs, making Ying Zheng’s body kneel on the ground. The empty left hand took out three wick sweet incense from the sleeve at this time, and a left hand, and sent the three wick sweet incense to Ying Zheng’s hands kneeling on the ground.
Shaking the right hand of the finger, Ying Zheng held the yellow incense in his hands and raised it above his head. The yellow incense just rose above his head and automatically burned up. After that, with the three knocks and nine worships of Ying Zheng, the yellow incense burned faster and faster. When Ying Zheng inserted the yellow incense in the soil in front of the jade, the yellow incense was almost burned out.
After worshipping the jade, Ying Zheng was callous again. He reached out his hands and carved it on the front of the earth and stone. Without tools, he relied entirely on his hands and I don’t know when it was full of internal qi in his body. Gradually, with Ying Zheng’s hands paddling on the jade, it was covered with blood, and blood flowed in every stroke.
Standing outside the colorful aperture, Ying Zheng, whose hands were broken, looked blank and expressionless, mumbling slightly, and listening carefully, it was Ying Zheng’s words carved on jade.
"In 28 Qin Dynasty, the first emperor climbed Mount Tai, climbed to the top of Mount Tai, carved inscriptions, praised the pro-tour of the distant Limin, climbed Mount Tai, and visited the East Pole. Think from the minister, the original cause, only praise merit. Governance operation, the production is appropriate, there are French … "
Counting carefully, a total of 1,269 words were carved all over the jade. In the end, his hands were completely worn away by the jade, so Ying Zheng took his own bone and rowed it on the jade. Soon, one end of the bone was ground flat, and then he took out another bone and carved it on the jade.
At that time, three minutes later, when Ying Zheng finally finished carving, there were not many bones left on him, and the whole jade was soaked with blood, and the Jiuding on the jade was also stained with blood.
Put down the right hand pinched into a sword finger, empty Ming looked up at the sky still thundering and lightning, shook the dust, let the colorful aperture in front of him spread out a passage, and led the passage straight to jade.
Shake dust, carrying lanterns, empty Ming came to the front of the jade, leg lifts across Ying Zheng’s body, empty Ming turned several times around the jade, flashing eyes constantly looked at Jiuding above the jade, and the twelve rune chains hovering around the whole body also radiated light.
As the empty Ming himself observed the jade and Jiuding above, Ying Zheng lying on the ground, not when he had returned to his sanity, felt the deep pain coming from him, and Ying Zheng could not pass out anyway.
Hard to open your eyes, Ying Zheng efforts to look up, looking at the empty Ming around the jade, eyes without hatred, no sadness, only tears, Ying Zheng’s body should be unable to produce tears now, but he just shed tears.
Lying on the ground, Ying Zheng opened his mouth slightly and spat out one mouthful blood, which contained a broken heart. Want to raise your hand, but I didn’t feel anything. I opened my eyes slightly and looked at the empty figure with tears on my face. Ying Zheng muttered something, not knowing what to say.
At this time, the door that was still turning around the jade suddenly shook its shape, and its face was covered with a layer of cyan in an instant. Soon, the cyan disappeared and it returned to an expressionless face.
Glancing at Ying Zheng’s body casually, with a wave of his big sleeve, he swept Ying Zheng’s body to the foot of the mountain and fell in front of more than 70 civil and military ministers who accompanied Ying Zheng.
Ignored those ministers saw Ying Zheng’s body is what reflect, empty Ming at this time all the attention is on the jade.
Slowly approaching the jade, Kongming looked at Jiuding from top to bottom and found that Dingkou couldn’t see anything at all. It was a dark mass with nothing inside.
I looked at all the nine tripods one by one. After half a ring, Empty Ming bent down and took a bronze tripod that was no different from other tripods. I looked at the bronze tripod holding hands up and down, and Empty Ming could see the three-color brilliance that flashed above.
Holding a bronze tripod in both hands, standing next to a piece of blood-stained jade, looking down from the top of Mount Tai, everything in this world is reflected in the eyes. At this time, the fate of the Qin Dynasty, which was originally very prosperous, has dissipated and lost its dominance. This Qin Dynasty is doomed to perish. The unfinished killing robbery was disrupted by the last step of the empty Ming Dynasty, so it has to continue to be killed and robbed, and it has been maintained until a figure is unified again in this world.
The future of this side of the world has been decided in my heart. I look at the sky in a tiny way, but I turn a blind eye to the thunder that keeps chopping down. This side of the world has no room for emptiness, and emptiness is not ready to stay in this side of the world.
In this way, the ripe fruits in this world have been collected, and our own strength has reached the limit of this world’s patience. It is time to leave. A turn of eyes, looking at the direction of Xianyang City, empty Ming turned countless thoughts in my heart. In Xianyang City, there is still a seed that is not mature. When the seed takes root and grows mature fruit, it is time for empty Ming to harvest the mature fruit.
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PS: Fanwai: Ying Zheng lying on the ground slightly opened his mouth and spit out one mouthful blood, which contained a piece of internal organs. I want to raise my hand, but I don’t feel anything. I slightly open my eyes and look at the empty figure. Ying Zheng muttered: "Chrysanthemum terrace reflects the bright moon, drunk in the arms of the king, and ask when you will fall in love …"
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Chapter 31 The Mountain
Chapter 31 The Mountain
Holding the bronze tripod in his hand, Kongming waved the dust and fanned out a gust of wind, leaving the remaining eight bronze tripods in this world at will. As for where the eight bronze tripods will finally fall, Kongming will not spend his mind on calculus. The colorful rivers around me are spinning rapidly, and the twelve rune chains are flashing their own light, looking up at the sky in the air.
In the sky, gradually filled with black clouds, countless thunder rolled in the clouds, and the black clouds and thunder were full of power. Blink, empty Ming suddenly burst into a bright light, which covered the black clouds in the sky in an instant and turned black into white.