"What’s more, after a long time, it will be harmed by the scourge of Shou Yuan." Han Fei is a wise man who can’t convince Ying Zheng to start with the emperors’ most concern about life expectancy
Shou Yuan?’ Ying Zheng looked at Han Fei with a strange smile, and just led a bunch of distribution students to step into the account. Soon Leitian’s expression was generally two with a little pity, which made Han Fei feel very uncomfortable.
Since ancient times, it evolved from Pangu’s body, and the fear of the Wu clan is much higher than human talent. Many people in the Wu clan who died in the battlefield naturally aged and died, which never bothered them.
Since Confucius was a 72-year-old sage, Confucianism has been focusing on the theory of self-cultivation and self-cultivation, and has become a real practitioner in the world.
Han Fei’s deep-rooted way of thinking makes him think differently. Ying Zheng’s idea is exactly the idea of Gu Jiuli Chiyou.
"Since Mr. Han Fei asks for it, then go to the trap and kill …" A young thinker with a light ponder tone is by no means a courtesy sage for others to find a feeling from it.
Han Fei’s self-scheming, self-conferring, self-seeking, self-effacing and self-effacing, comes to the immature line: "It’s useless to make people kill and drop soldiers, and it’s hurt. Well … dig a hole, don’t fill it, cut it, and dump the body."
You!’ Han Fei was so angry that he shook his halberd and pointed to the demon in the baby’s skin. "If the Lord goes his own way, I will never dare to serve the driver again."
The reader’s hands are tied with chicken’s strength, but there is a clank of pride. Han Fei is such a scholar with bones who dares to face the storm because he believes in justice in his heart. At this time, he does not know how much disaster this cause and effect will bring to Confucianism.
The political face passed in a flash, and he waved his hand at will and ignored it. He is the magic master who can compete with the bodhi old zu of Styx
Anger hum a Han Fei left far away. The demon looked up at the blue and pure sky, and his mood eased a little. He made up his mind to say that Zhang Yuan gave up supporting Ying Zheng and made his atrocities public.
Han Fei didn’t get what he wanted after all. There is no doubt about the wishes of the sage.
Thirty-three days away
Sunset Island Demon Palace
Smiling in front of the water mirror for 6 years, the aloof child’s freedom to soar seems to have not been given to his younger brother.
High above the mixed sage for 6 years, note that these ants have a great share, but they don’t care for 6 years and can’t help caring.
Being a saint in body and not a saint in bone for 6 years has never put such a thing as identity in his heart, but he doesn’t care; The cat was in a state of disorder, and the ant didn’t see anything wrong for 6 years, so he couldn’t help but care about his every move in such an identity way
Changping Fiona Fang is comparable to thousands of feet
The pool pit is full of blood and blood, and the animals and birds are not born. The surrounding environment of this blood pool has been branded with depression and death. The gas is filled with blood, killing and violence.
A line of geese flew over the leisurely and orderly queue migrating south, and suddenly became messy and panicked, singing and avoiding the bloody smell from the sky.
Ten years, Ying Zheng has been in blood for ten whole spring and autumn.
The sorcerer’s turbid body is the best at seizing the essence of life, 400,000 people’s vital energy essence, 400,000 people’s vital energy essence are locked by law, and Ying Zheng is almost greedy, absorbing and plundering everything.
Zheng’s whole body is full of pores, enjoying the blood, and his eyes are blood-red. It seems that all the sins of the world are as dazzling as two lights in this dark blood.
The foul smell, the weeping, the murders, Ying Zheng’s mind gradually lost and sank into the war, trembling and growling, and gradually dominating the world.
A touch of skylight was born in the sea of political knowledge at a critical moment. After many years of intensive cultivation, the mind returned to control and slowly closed its eyes to collect everything. quiet inside.
Two xuanhua flashed across Zheng Zhang’s eyes, and then there was a trace of blood red. At two o’clock in the darkness, I couldn’t find any violent color. Keeping peace has deeply hidden its imperial spirit.
The emperor who was born in politics smiled, and the pool of blood swallowed by his mouth suddenly formed a whirlpool, but all the blood gathered by 1.4 million people disappeared.
In the great robbery, the protagonist was born as an emperor, and the political heaven endowed the difficult enterprise with talent and luck. Only in a short period of ten years, he returned to the past life to realize the hegemony of the emperor’s Tao and entered the realm of the emperor’s Tao, which was a step that he could not understand in the past life.
"Congratulations to the Lord!"
Facing the sunshine showered on the freshman, the teenager accepted the ghost flame guardian’s congratulations with a faint smile. Does the rising sun indicate the awakening of the emperor?
Ying Zheng waved a black robe and asked, "Ghost Flame, have you ever heard of Jiuding in many years?"
"Jiuding?" Ghost flame moved in my heart and thought of a pile saying, "Did the Lord mean that Dayu suppressed Kyushu in those days?" Is ever looking for a gain "
Zheng Sun ran a smile and pie pie disdained, "With him, Dayu has the ability. This dominant position is sealed by the demon emperor sage in the past. The true spirit king of Kowloon wants to sweep and unify Kyushu, but it cannot suppress Long Mai in China."
Notice the ghost flame reverence eyes Ying Zheng smiled andao ashamed. All this is the message of been empress in reincarnation.
Who is the Empress Been? She is a great ancestor, except for the sage Dojo. In a few areas, she wants to know everything.
Zheng’s eyes closed in meditation and he marched forward with his eyes open in Japan and China, and ordered "Let’s go"
"Where to?" After the ghost flame, a position followed closely, so he asked, but he dared not announce it to the king. There is no doubt about the command-a belief that has been deeply rooted in his heart for years
Zheng seems to have heard the doubts in his heart and sighed a "Kunlun Mountain"
Just thinking about God’s thoughts all over the state university, there is no sign of even a little mana fluctuation, and after a little thinking, there are two kinds of inferences: one of the demon emperors and saints is too mysterious and has no trace; Secondly, Jiuding lies in the side where the mind can’t get in.
If it’s because of the former politics, it’s no longer extravagant to look for other things to suppress the state. If it’s because the latter can stop Chiyou from searching everywhere, there’s a place in Kyushu-the sage stays in the Jade Palace in Kunlun Mountain, the only Dojo for human beings.
A group of dozens of witches rushed to Kunlun Mountain in political command, and the wild animals were frightened and the birds avoided meeting the bones of their practitioners.
The political top-ranking Wu Xiu Huang Dao Jing blasted the Kunlun Mountain Guardian Mountain Array with one punch and sent it to the head elders for reincarnation with another punch.
The younger brothers fell into a state of sluggishness and looked at the young fiend with fear.
"Ha ha ha ha ….." Ying Zheng looked at the house in the back and was full of lavender.
In 247 BC, the Confucian school of the Ghost Flame Witch supported Ying Zheng, king of Qin, to ascend to the throne and took the most powerful country of this era into his hands.
In the sunset, a fat young man walked towards the salty city gate. It was more appropriate to say that he was moving rather than walking. Looking up at the words engraved on the city gate, he was fat and shy, smiling, and he realized that hiding in the depths of his eyes was a strange light.
The third volume Fairy things Chapter two hundred and forty-nine Zen Mount Tai
A ray of light from the far east pierced the long drive and dispersed the night.
On the top of Mount Tai, the earth star visited the livestock sacrifice ceremony in Gaotai alone, and was sacrificed to heaven by nine antique incense burners, one big, nine small and ten incense burners.
The pure black dragon crown emperor slowly picked up the steps and stood proudly on the high platform, but the whole land of China trembled slightly without stirring any dust. A bunch of ministers stopped and respectfully looked up at the not-so-tall majesty that overshadowed the worship of Taishan men.
Is that the imperial stage that ordinary people like them can defile?
Xu Fu, the Buddhist of Daqin Dynasty, is the only one among the ministers who is absent-minded and looks strange. In his eyes, the only one is the emperor.
The rest of the ministers talked about one person, ten thousand people, Prime Minister Reese or Ying Zheng’s absolute confidant general Leitian and Wang Jian all followed Ying Zheng’s footsteps with bated breath.
Xu Fu-ren, as the name suggests, is very lively. The oval body grows in the Antarctic. Some creatures are strikingly similar. There is no neck and you can’t see the waist. There is disdain and sarcasm hidden in the depths of your eyes. It seems that it is because of the ongoing ceremony or the scene when they first met.
A tall boy or two unfathomable teenagers stand opposite each other.
"Are you human?" A tall boy with a negative hand looks down and stares at him slightly.
The chubby boy smiled brightly, his face was full of kindness, and he could hardly find his eyes. "Xu Fu, a savage outside the party, has seen the king."
"Come here?" Ying Zheng’s voice is still indifferent: I was touched by Chui Fu’s kindness. Since I saw Chui Fu, Ying Zheng has never let down his guard. It is not because of the accomplishment of Xiandao’s realm that he is a worm in front of Ying Zheng today.
The reason is just that "I can’t see through", the three-character cultivation memory is excellent, and Xu Fu has brought great trouble to Ying Zheng. I am sure that I have never seen it before, but I can’t erase it.
Chui fook put away his smile and said seriously, "Your Majesty stepped over the Jade Palace and wiped out all the major sects. It’s just around the corner that Chui Fu Yi will come to join the King."
Ying Zheng met with joy but no sorrow. He said lightly, "Since you are a scattered practitioner and soaring soon, you will come to take refuge in the king."
Chui fook straight at Ying Zheng for a long time with a wry smile, "If it weren’t for King Tobi’s fear, he wouldn’t even have a chance to soar."