"Uncle Xiao, I can't imagine that Chang'an Jun Chengqiao really ended up like this!"

Recalling that when the little uncle heard that Chang'an Jun Chengqiao led his troops to attack Zhao, he had predicted his fate, and it seemed that he was inseparable from Wen Xinhou, and now the information obtained by the Qin Palace, the matter of dealing with Chang'an Jun Chengqiao fell into the hands of Lu Buwei.

Coupled with the power of the net, the fall of Cheng Qiao's body was only in an instant, many days ago, he was still the noble son of the Qin State, but now he doesn't know where he is, and he will be hunted down by the net.

In the huge Xuanqing Palace, Zong Qiong and Zong Quan were packing up their things and preparing to leave, after recuperation, Zong Quan's injuries were already intact, and the little uncle coerced Wenxin Houfu at the beginning, this trip should be much smoother.

"If the Queen Mother didn't come, Cheng Qiao might not have died, but all this has nothing to do with us, I re-imposed the seal on the Eagle Sword, so that I can use it for life, everything is added, and my life is in front."

Zhou Qing shook his head slightly, although it is a pity for Chengqiao, but under the influence of Lü Buwei and Fan Yuzhi, there is only this way to go, and the matter of Xingle Palace yesterday came to my ears, and the Queen Mother actually met Lü Buwei in Xingle Palace.

For the prince of Qin, it is estimated that the meaning of killing Cheng Qiao is stronger, however, as Zhou Qing said, the life and death of Cheng Qiao has little impact on the entire Qin State, but for other countries, it may mean the beginning of war.

Holding only the eagle sword, the internal force poured into it, blending with the will of the goshawk in the eagle sword, realizing the pleasure of its 90,000 miles, and controlling it, the sword body became more and more agile.

Since the humming sound started, wisps of energy like ripples of water rippled on the body of the autumn-like bright sword, looking at Zong Qiong and the others, and then the eagle sword came out of his hand and floated in front of Zong Quan's chest.

"Yes, Uncle Junior!"

Hearing this, Zong Quan and Zong Qiong bowed their heads to each other, compared to the boring practice in the Heavenly Sect, it seems that today's practice is more suitable for them, after going through the earthly world, practicing Xuangong, and with the help of the little uncle, the god will be transformed soon.

Before long, the two of them came out of the Xuanqing Palace, all the way out of the Qin Palace, carrying the tasks handed over by Zhou Qing, and the Taoist disciples in Xianyang City took the lead in converging.

An hour later, Zong Quan and Zong Qiong rode out of Xianyang City and went straight to Daliang City of Wei State.

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"King, this is the "Sage Tribulation" sent by Master Xuanqing, and the words are used by the king to relieve boredom!"

At the same time in the Qin Palace, because Qin Zizheng had mentioned his curiosity about "Dragon and Han Tribulation" and "Opening the World", Zhou Qing asked Zong Qiong to transcribe a copy and put it on the bamboo slips.

The palace people presented the fifteen volumes of "The Saint Tribulation" to Xingle Palace, and Zhao Gao, the regular attendant, heard the sound, and his face was slightly happy, so he picked up the wooden tray where the fifteen volumes of bamboo slips were located with one hand, and then slowly walked into the hall.

It was noon, Wang Shang had just had a meal, and was moving his muscles and bones in the palace with the chief swordsman of the palace Gai Nie, both of them were dressed vigorously, and in terms of physique, Yingzheng seemed to be much higher than Gai Nie.

Holding a long sword, you come and go, the crisp sound of collision continues, vertical and horizontal, fighting for the stream, nothing to use the sword of killing, but the two sides continue to touch with the sword of etiquette, the sword of war, and the sword of self-defense.

"Hahaha, Mr. Gainie, does it feel boring to practice swords with me?"

The two of them who were practicing at will in the hall, hearing Zhao Gao's words, Prince Qin took the lead in retracting the sword momentum, handed the long sword to the palace slave on his side, took the fragrant tea, savored it, and then smiled Lang Lang and looked at Gai Nie on his side.

Dressed in a light white suit, his short black hair was combed behind his back at will, and his handsome face was as calm as ever.

"No, Taoist Zhuang Zhou has a "Saying Sword", the sword is divided into three grades, with the current momentum of the Qin State, the king should be the sword of the Son of Heaven!"

Guigu Gai Nie is as silent as ever, shaking his head lightly at Qin Wangzheng on his side, that is, he responded, the sword of the Son of Heaven is the sword of the princes and the sword of the people, with the dignity of the king, the sword of the people naturally disdain to learn, and the sword of the princes has reached its peak.

"What Mr. Gai Nie said is in the middle of the hearts of the people, in the past, Guigu Zhang Yi forged a sharp sword of princes for King Huiwen, the Qin soldiers towards, the arrow array towards, and the countries were silent."

"Now that the Qin State has become a great trend, when the sword of the Son of Heaven is cast, the princes of Kuang, and the world is united, so the widow wants to cast a sword of the Son of Heaven, I wonder if Mr. Gai Nie is willing to be the one who casts the sword?"

Within the nations, there are hundreds of schools of thought, but there are not many people who can become the sword of the Son of Heaven, but the heirs of the Guigu undoubtedly have this qualification, Qin Wangzheng handed the white jade cup in his hand to the palace slave at his side, and a pair of bright eyes looked at Gai Nie expectantly.

The descendants of the Guigu are proficient in the study of a hundred schools, whether it is the art of war, strategy, and innovation have the most unique views, and now Gai Nie enters Qin, which is suitable for his own use, if Gai Nie is willing, Ying Zheng is willing to join hands with him to create an unprecedented pattern.

"Although Gai Nie is willing to forge a sword for this person, he is not the best sword-forging person in the king's heart, and what Gai Nie has learned is at best to forge a sword of princes, and he is still far from the sword of the Son of Heaven."

"The Great Zhou Dynasty has ruled the world for 800 years, guarding the Son of Heaven with the division of Gonggong, standardizing the subjects with Zhou rites, and inheriting the legacy with the law of the clan, I don't know what kind of state the world is in the king's mind?"

In the huge Xingle Palace, it fell into a different kind of silence, which was like the filial piety of the Qin State a hundred years ago seeking advice from Wei Ying, just like the Qin State Huiwen first king a hundred years ago seeking advice from Zhang Zi, and the first king of Zhaoxiang a few decades ago seeking advice from Ying Hou Fan Ju.

Facing Ying Zheng's hopeful gaze, Gai Nie shook his head again, the long sword in his hand waved gently, angry and the princes were afraid, and if he lived in peace, the world would rest, this sentence was not only a personal description of the heirs of the Guigu, but also a portrayal of the heirs of the Guigu on the other hand.

Now Zhuxia presents a trend of nine-in-one unity, and the descendants of the Guigu Valley of the Warring States dispute are enough to be strong in one country, but the princes of Jiuhe, one Kuang world can't do it, and those who can do it will be unprecedentedly talented.

"Throughout the hundreds of schools of thought, all of them spread doctrines in the world, some prospered, some declined, and for more than ten years, the widows have been thinking about which doctrine is most in line with the hearts of the widows."

"However, there is still some confusion, although there is some enlightenment, but it seems that something is missing, otherwise, the widow has long forged the sword of the Son of Heaven, standing in the world, and the world is subdued!"

Prince Qin sighed lightly, a trace of disappointment flashed across Gai Nie's response, and then paced lightly in the hall, looking around, a hint of mist welling up in his bright eyes.

For today's Qin State, for today's self, what is most lacking is this kind of talent, no matter how strong Qin State is, it is only a country of princes, and the rest of the countries are alongside, which is ...... It's not what Ying Zheng wants to see.