After listening to Qin Zheng's words, Ji Yaoguang sensibly shut his mouth.
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows, feeling that something was wrong.
"What inheritance have you received?"
Lin Huang asked.
Ji Yaoguang glanced at Qin Zheng. He didn't know if they could communicate.
"Yours is fine!"
Qin Zheng's knife pierced Ji Yaoguang's heart directly.
"The inheritance of the Great Zhou King!"
Ji Yaoguang still spoke. Since Qin Zheng said it was not important, there was nothing to hide.
Moreover, he was born in Yaotian Dojo, so he is destined to be the center of attention, and everyone who needs to know will know.
Qin Zheng glanced around, then glanced at Ming Xilan.
Within a few breaths, the door of the God King's Palace opened again, which also signaled that the ceremony of enthroning the gods of the younger generation of gods was over.
Afterwards, everyone walked out of the God King's Palace one by one.
And Qin Zheng also named several people, "If you have meritorious service on the border, you can join our Great Qin Army!"
Among them were Ji Yaoguang and Xia Yihou.
In the crowd, those whose names were called immediately became excited. They thought they had forgotten what Qin Zheng said before.
The Great Qin Army.
This is a flag of the human race.
The place where the Qin army is located is a peaceful place.
Even if you are facing darkness.
Xia Yihou walked to Lin Huang, no longer as happy as before about receiving the inheritance of Mingxi God King, "Are Sword Twenty-Three serious?"
In the border battles, Xia Yihou had great achievements, and coupled with his talent, it was not difficult to become a member of Qin Zheng's personal guard battalion.
Lin Huang glanced at Qin Zheng who was walking out of the hall, then at Xia Yihou, and then said: "Until I can kill the gods of the five realms, Sword Twenty-Three will not come out of the mountain!"
Xia Yihou nodded, understanding the meaning of the latter's words.
Although he joins the Qin Army and fights on the border, he can grow quickly and is more likely to receive personal guidance from Qin Zheng.
But Xia Yihou also believed that by following Lin Huang and having someone stronger than him reminding him from time to time, he might be able to progress faster.
But it's obvious that Lin Huang hasn't thought clearly about the current situation.
He needs time.
"You said...why didn't Mr. Qin Zheng recruit you into the Great Qin Army?"
Ji Yaoguang, who was familiar with the situation, climbed onto Lin Huang's neck, his face full of doubts.
Lin Huang spread his hands and didn't say anything.
He did not think about joining the Qin Army, Qin Zheng also had his own ideas.
When the younger generation of gods walked out of the hall, everyone in Mingxi City remained full of curiosity and excitement.
They really wanted to know who had obtained the inheritance of that figure.
Everyone's eyes fell on Lin Huang.
Although they have this guess, they want to get an accurate answer, an answer that makes them extremely excited.
Qin Zheng's low figure also sounded, "Everyone...please let go of your sea of consciousness...you need to forget something!"
Everyone in Mingxi was suddenly stunned.
Forgot something?
Immediately, they reacted and made bustling noises. They seemed to want to discuss it quickly before forgetting.
Who is that figure in the sea of light?
He actually asked Qin Zhengyi to use the Great Forgetting Technique on everyone in the city.
"Lord Qin Zheng!"
Ming Xilan spoke, wanting to remind Qin Zheng, "There should be some unknown rebellions in Mingxi City. This matter is very difficult!"
"Then forcefully erase it...and this matter can't be hidden for long. It can only be hidden for a while!"
Qin Zheng replied simply, and then said to the empty space behind him: "Excuse me!"
In an instant, a brilliant formation appeared in the sky of Mingxi City.
The wind, rain, and thunder flickered in the formation, possessing extremely mysterious abilities...
The drizzle is falling, very gentle!
"is it necessary?"
Lin Huang looked at the light rain covering Mingxi City and asked with a frown. Now that he has banished many Taoist bodies, cultivating the inheritance of the Burial God King is an urgent matter for him.
This matter cannot be hidden for too long.
"You don't understand the inheritance of the Burial God King. You should be careful when practicing!"
Qin Zheng glanced at Lin Huang indifferently, "And for them, knowing the existence of the Burial God King will more easily breed panic!"
Afterwards, Qin Zheng swept through the surrounding Qin troops, "Everyone in the city who is unwilling to open the sea of consciousness will be detained. Anyone who resists will be killed without mercy!"
The next moment, all the Qin soldiers wearing iron armor disappeared.
"Let's go!"
Qin Zheng glanced at Lin Huang and Ming Xilan.
…
While the people of Mingxi City were still undergoing the Great Forgetting Technique, the three of them had already left the God King's Palace.
"Just asking, how is the situation with the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans?"
The three of them walked on the empty street. Qin Zheng spoke, but there was no command in his voice.
He is a member of the War God Division, and some affairs within the human race are not under the Qin government. Therefore, strictly speaking, Ming Xilan is not under the Qin government.
But he is Qin Zheng.
Among this human race, the only one who can open the sea of consciousness to the people of a city without any objection is Qin Zheng.
"He is Chen Guanhai!"
Ming Xilan spoke.
Qin Zheng nodded calmly, and then said: "Pei Qingxuan is in Jiuzhou Sword Pavilion now. His sword is good...but not enough!"
A smile appeared on Ming Xilan's face, and then she continued:
"Chen Guanhai, the Yin and Yang Kings, and the Baixiang Gods are all dead, and there are still some remnants hiding. The Great Dream God is no longer in Mingxi City and has escaped the disaster!"
"Does the Great Qin Army need to take action?"
Qin Zhengdao.
"The eight tribes of Mingxi want to pull it out, and they have done it a long time ago... It's just a pity that the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans lurking in the human race did not dig it out at once. This time, if Mingxi City takes action, it may be a warning!"
Ming Xilan shook his head and rejected Qin Zheng's kindness.
"It's a small matter. Now that Mingxi City has taken action, forces from all over the human race will take action. The Alliance of Ten Thousand Races has been operating in the human race for too long, so it's time to harvest them first!"
Qin Zheng didn't seem to take this matter seriously, "But the gods of the Meng clan should be careful..."
Ming Xilan glanced at Lin Huang, and then nodded. As the head of the Mingxi family, he was naturally not afraid, but Lin Huang was different.
However, Lin Huang didn't speak during the whole journey, and didn't seem to have listened to Qin Zheng's words.
"Master Zheng... was the border battle okay?"
Ming Xilan asked.
"If it's not good, I won't be able to come to Mingxi City. The Ten Thousand Clans are very powerful this time, but if those top clans don't truly join forces, they won't be able to break our human world!"
"Some killings involving hundreds of thousands of people are unavoidable! If they are afraid of killing, they will not dare to make mistakes!"
Qin Zheng simply said what he could.
Ming Xilan nodded clearly. Qin Zheng and Emperor Jin Tian had killed too many Half-Step Nine Realms before, and all races would go crazy for a while.
What he couldn't tell before was whether Wanzu was serious or not so determined.
"I have everything to do with the border issues! Report the matter to Hongtian God yourself on the matter of burying the gods. This matter...is not a small matter!"
Qin Zheng reminded Ming Xilan.
"Um?"
Ming Xilan was stunned for a moment. He did not expect that this matter needed to be reported to Hongtian God... Hongtian God knew about this matter, and the meaning of his formal report was completely different.
For a time, Ming Xilan had 10,000 question marks in her mind about the Burial God King!