Nanke Kingdom, at the foot of Xiaoliang Mountain, the former Niujia Village. It still retains this name, but has become the ancestral land of Longxing, the Qin Dynasty guarded by heavy troops.

As the saying goes, there is no time in the mountains, and six years have passed since the outside world. This strange state with amazing flow of time has passed by nearly two thousand years.

The Taoist Yunwu heard about the Dao, and his cultivation level improved amazingly. He was already the top figure on the mountain top in Nanke and Huangliang countries. He is still free and easy to do so. It is said that he has obtained the fruit of immortality and can rest with the world.

The Qin family, which was protected by his lineage, rose all the way, and the family power continued to grow. Finally, two hundred years ago, it established the country and established the tripod, becoming the third country in the world, the Great Qin, besides Nanke and Huangliang.

It is rumored that after the Qin State established its tripod, the founding Qin Emperor once moved the two ancestors who were the most dazzling and dazzling family members, who were the foundation of the family's rise, to move their tombs into the imperial tombs to suppress the Qin State's fortune.

Taoist Yunwu appeared in the Qin Palace and didn't know what he said to Emperor Qin, so he gave up the matter. Qin State divided Xiaoliang Mountain into the radius of 800 miles into Longxing's ancestral land. The court sent heavy troops to guard it, and was not allowed to move every grass or tree without any ease.

More than two hundred years have passed, the Qin State has grown stronger and stronger, and the country is prosperous and the people are safe. The ancestors have made great contributions to protecting nature.

The Emperor of Qin set out a month ago and left the imperial capital to inspect the world. When he arrived at the ancestral land yesterday, he wanted to fast and bathe for three days, and personally worshipped the ancestors of the Qin family. The surrounding area of ​​Xiaoliang Mountain, which was already strictly guarded, is now even more heavily armoured, attracting attention from all parties in the world.

The country has been in its 200th year, and the Qin Emperor has passed down to the fourth generation. His majesty is called Qin Xuanzong. He is a majestic middle-aged man in his fifties. At this moment, he was riding in a normal carriage, with only a woman from the palace and a young son, and two elderly eunuchs, slowly sailing to the Taoist temple halfway up to Xiaoliang Mountain.

The name of the temple is Qingliang, and it has not had much reputation for many years. Only those who have read the records of the royal secret history can discover the close relationship between this Taoist temple and the Qin Empire through clues.

Each of His Majesty will return to the ancestral land to worship the ancestors within three to five years before he canonize the crown prince and pass it on to the country. At the same time, he will secretly join in today.

Both eunuchs were old men in the palace and could definitely be trusted. One was driving and the other closed his eyes to rest. In the carriage, the noble ladies in the palace who obviously knew something were nervous about gains and losses. They grabbed their son's hand and deliberately reminded them, but were afraid of saying too much and making mistakes, and lost their gracefulness in the past.

Qin Xuanzong smiled slightly, not caring about it, because when he followed his father to this cool view, his mother was much more nervous than Concubine Shu in front of him.

The throne changes and inheritance, and the Qin Emperor cannot decide in one sentence. It seems to be a royal scandal, but in fact it is the secret of the Qin clan's convincing heart.

Although the ancestors have been passed down to this day, everything in the world cannot withstand the erosion of time, let alone the Qin family, who was born into a rural dynasty, has now enjoyed a country for more than two hundred years. The gap between them is more than the world.

No matter how big the human relationship is, it will eventually be exhausted. Whether or not the top immortals on the mountain supports it is naturally two situations for the Qin Empire. What they can do is maintain enough respect and try to add some causal relationship with the immortals on the mountain.

The throne inheritance is appointed as the crown prince, and respecting courtesy is not necessary, but it is a sufficiently important cause and effect.

Therefore, it is really necessary to ask the old Taoist who could not be cultivated in Qingliang Temple about the inheritance of the throne.

Anyone with a clear vision in the Qin family was convinced and admired by the wonderful plan that the founding emperor had come up with in the past.

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

Qin Xuanzong pushed the door and walked out of the carriage, and said lightly: "You are waiting here."

"Yes, your Majesty."

He took his son's hand and glanced at him

Concubine Shu smiled slightly, "Let's go."

The Lord of Nine Five knocked on the door himself, the door of the Taoist temple opened, and a Taoist boy walked out, and saluted respectfully with a stern look, "Your Majesty, Master, please come in."

Qin Xuanzong smiled and returned the greeting, "Thank you little immortal master."

The little Taoist boy had a tense face, but he could see some restraint, probably because he had not been up the mountain for a long time.

The Fourth Prince is a twelve or thirteen years old. Looking at the Taoist boy with red lips and white teeth in front of him and tender face, he smiled and said, "You look so handsome, you will definitely look very good when you grow up."

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

The little Taoist boy's face turned slightly red, but he was not angry, and he whispered: "You are also very beautiful."

Qin Xuanzong laughed out loud.

After entering the temple gate, the Taoists in Qingliang Temple received an order today and stayed in their rooms and were not allowed to go out.

The little Taoist boy was ahead and took the three members of the Emperor's family to the retreat of the master in the backyard.

"Master, Your Majesty is here."

"Yeah, come in."

When he pushed the door open, the little Taoist boy walked to the side, lowered his eyes slightly, looking calm and calm.

The fourth prince looked interesting, with a smile on his lips and a look in his eyes quietly looking at everything in the room. He didn't know the truth about today's trip, and only thought that today, his father brought him to meet an immortal master on the mountain who had an old age with the royal family.

Qin Xuanzong looked at the room, looking like the Yunwu Taoist who had not changed at all decades ago, suppressed his inner excitement and complex mood, and bowed, "Qin Sheng, today, he brought his concubine Shu and the dog son to the four Qin Cong to pay homage to the old immortal."

His etiquette was not very good, but his voice was extremely respectful, which scared the fourth prince and hurriedly bowed to his father. Over the years, he had also seen many immortal masters on the mountain, some of which were very famous in the Three Kingdoms territory. But he had never seen him, his father respected people so much and his posture was so low.

The Taoist Yunwu smiled and stretched out his hand to lift it, "Your Majesty, don't have to be too polite, please sit down."

He turned around and ordered, "Children, give tea to Your Majesty, the Empress and the Prince."

Qin Xuanzong said: "I dare not bother the little immortal master, Qin Cong, go and pour tea for the old immortal master."

The eyes look obscure and deep.

If he hadn't really loved it, he wouldn't have gone against the opposition. He chose the fourth prince who was born in illegitimately and brought it all the way to Qingliang Mountain, and he had expectations for him.

Qin Cong took a deep breath, "Yes, Father!"

He took two steps forward and bowed first, "Old Immortal Master, Qin Cong is not well aware of the etiquette on the mountain. Please forgive me if you have any offense."

Pour the tea, eight cents full, cover the cup lid, and slowly return to the original place.

A simple thing caused a fine sweat to appear on the forehead of the royal nobleman who was over 10 years old.

Taoist Yunwu glanced at Qin Cong who had retreated to the spot, and smiled slightly and picked up the teacup.

Qin Xuanzong immediately smiled.

The woman next to her had even red eyes and almost burst into tears on the spot.

Qin Xuanzong bowed and bowed, "Please give the old immortal master a name."

At this moment, a word appeared in Yunwu Taoist's mind, and he smiled, "Mu."

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

On the day when Qin Muzong ascended the throne of the Qin imperial capital, outside Niujia Village, the land of Longxing, a young man appeared out of thin air in the cemetery of the Qin ancestors, staring at the damaged tombstone that had been blown by thousands of years in the wind and rain, with obscure eyes.

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

But in the end, he still didn't take action.

After that, every year, Li Mu would come here once, do nothing, and stay here quietly for the whole day.

No one has ever found his whereabouts

Even on Qingliang Mountain, who has been practicing in peace and cultivation until now, is known as the unpredictable Yunwu Taoist.

Today, looking at the tombstone in front of him, Li Mu's eyes became more and more solid, as if the deep sea could not see its bottom.

He frowned and spoke slowly, "Is Qin in this state just a coincidence, or... there is a deeper intention?"

Li Mu felt more awe and fearful about the wife whom he had never met.

When she was missing, she didn't even act rashly. Now that she has returned, Li Mu will naturally not do anything else.

Take a look, take a look again.

He has never lacked patience. If he can't see clearly in this life, then wait for the next reincarnation.

...

Western Wilderness Border Army, Mines Cave.

The whereabouts of the Zhongwu Hou Ning Qin were unknown. Although the imperial capital claimed to the outside world that there was another important matter to send Zhongwu Hou, as time passed, some rumors continued to spread, and there were eventually bad signs.

Baisu Zhensheng was buried in the lamp, frowned and dealing with military affairs. But over the past few years, his temples actually had white hair. It can be seen that the past few years have been difficult.

In fact, if he hadn't been the bloodline of the royal family and had a powerful uncle, Cheng Tianwang, the true saint of Baisu would have been rejected for a long time and could not move forward.

"who!"

While drinking, the true Saint Baisu suddenly raised his head, and the light flashed in his eyes.

A figure walked out of the darkness, and what caught my eye was a strange and familiar face, which seemed to have seen it somewhere.

The other party did not take action, and then appeared on his own initiative. The true saint of Baisu took a deep breath and said in a cold voice: "Who is you? You dare to break into the important military territory. Do you not know that the military law is ruthless?"

Qin Yu thought about it and said slowly: "The broken realm of the southwest wilderness, the East China Sea, the thousands of flows..."

Opposite, Baisu Zhensheng suddenly widened his eyes, "It's you!" He stopped with joy as soon as he showed his joy, and he said in a deep voice: "What did I say that day?"

A strange look appeared on Qin Yu's face, "You... asked me Brother Wanliu... to kill the enemy side by side with me... It seems to be for me, well, the senses are pretty good..."

Baisu Zhensheng was very happy, "It's you, I know that once you and my brothers parted, there will definitely be a day to meet again in the future."

He strode over and patted Qin Yu on the shoulder, "When I returned to the Western Wilderness, I was always trying to find you, but there was no news... You are... Well, it's not convenient to say it, you don't have to care about your identity compared to you and me."

Qin Yu was a little dazed, looking at the excited true saint Baisu, thinking that the white hair on your temples was all fake, right? Why did you still not make any progress after suffering in recent years?

Or, I really beat you like this? As soon as we meet, your head cramps will become irritated?!

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

Swish-

The face in front of him changed, and with the thunderous bones blew, the one who appeared in front of him was Ning Qin, the Zhongwu Hou who had been missing for six years!

The true saint Baisu took a breath and air conditioning, his eyes widened, and his fingers pointed at him and could not speak, which made Qin Yu a little worried, and he would faint in the next moment.

"You...you...you you..."

Qin Yu coughed lightly, "I can explain this matter."

Half an hour later, Baisu Zhensheng, who was still in his dream, sat blankly on the chair, thinking about raising his hand and slapped himself in the face.

Bang-

pain!

His eyes suddenly became bright.

Really, all are true!

Hahaha, no wonder I always feel that the Marquis is very pleasing to you and is close to you from the bottom of my heart.
Chapter completed!