"Uh..." Ye Qian was silent. It sounded a bit familiar. It was just like Shinto, but Shinto had declined in all the worlds. I just didn't know why the Xianqin Empire still had the inheritance and could suppress the Martial Immortal.
This is the orthodox martial arts training path.
"Why are there no martial arts immortals but only gods?" Ye Qian couldn't help but ask.
"If you ask others, they really don't know. This is the old almanac from more than two thousand years ago!" Wei Junzi laughed, took a sip of wine and said: "Who told us that we are historians? We know the past things.
Naturally more.
When the Xian Qin Empire was founded, it was ruled by Wuxian. The founding emperor was the most powerful Wuxian in the world. Later, every great emperor was a Wuxian. Until more than two thousand years ago, when the royal family declined for hundreds of years, there was no Wuxian.
The fairy appears.
Other princes and powerful officials joined forces to oust the emperor at that time, and the emperor's decrees could not even leave the palace. It can be said that the royal family at that time was almost replaced by the people below, until the God Emperor appeared.
He was not talented enough in martial arts. When he was a prince, he was ranked last in terms of succession. Until the new emperor succeeded, he was made an earl and inherited a small village as a fief. From then on, he rose to great heights and his power expanded very quickly.
For thirty years, he conquered the east and west, fought against the rebels for the current emperor, and became the best in the world in terms of combat power and the number of martial immortals under his command. He overran the entire empire and was directly crowned king.
Later, before the death of the current emperor, the designated prince's cultivation level did not reach the level of Wuxian. The Divine Emperor directly pulled the successor prince down and took the throne himself on the grounds that the successor emperor must have Wuxian cultivation level according to the ancestral system.
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Normal martial immortals basically need to practice for hundreds of years. The reason why the God Emperor was able to have as many martial immortals under his command in just thirty or forty years was because of the law and order. He could ignore the bottleneck of cultivation and directly grant promotions.
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This kind of imperial conferment on martial arts is called a god.
After the God Emperor succeeded to the throne, he vigorously promoted the way of immortals. Because the imperial edict was only controlled by the royal family and was opposed by all the nobles at the time, there was an open and secret fight that lasted for several years, resulting in numerous deaths and injuries among the martial immortals under the royal family and nobles.
In the end, the God-Emperor compromised and was willing to allocate a share of the imperial title, and all the nobles would control it. This was the origin of the imperial sect. At that time, the imperial sects were actually all composed of nobles, instead of being the majority of the people in the world like now.
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After more than 2,000 years, there are no traditional martial arts immortals anymore, and later generations basically only think that only by imperial conferment can one become a martial immortal.
The word "immortal" was only mentioned in the last hundred years, and presumably the imperial court intended it."
Ye Qian listened to Mr. Wei telling the past events of the Immortal Qin Empire. The hidden scenes of swords and swords and bloody fights were beyond the imagination of most people. The God Emperor was actually able to bend and stretch, and was able to carve out a share of the imperial edict. It was really powerful.
More importantly, most of the sect is now made up of people from the world, which can be regarded as a civil force. The nobles may still have some influence, but it is basically impossible to completely control it.
Ye Qian could imagine that the royal family definitely had a share of the credit for this. The power of the nobles was always too scattered, and they could still unite to survive. If they had a way out, they would be defeated one by one and disintegrate. It was just a matter of time.
"Over the years, the empire has been promoting some depressing ideas, such as the divine right of kings, the emperor is the emperor, and the so-called destiny of heaven, which are all ideas that strengthen the gods. After thinking about it, the idea of Wuxian
There will be no such thing, only the saying of gods and immortals will be left. As the emperor, the great emperor, who rules the immortals and people in the world, will have great righteousness and destiny!"
Mr. Wei chuckled, looking a bit gloating at his misfortune.
"Did you think of all this?" Ye Qian looked at Mr. Wei in surprise, feeling quite impressed by Mr. Wei.
"Of course it's my father who said it. I'll tell you and you listen. It's not a bad conversation starter when you're drinking."
Wei Junzi rolled his eyes and said carelessly.
It’s really just a conversation starter!
Ye Qian smiled and had a drink with Mr. Wei. This had nothing to do with him. He just needed to get the law, which is the law of the great road that suits him, and leave this world.
God or wireless, who cares?
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Severe pain shot from his buttocks into his mind instantly. Ye Qian suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from his drunken dream.
The window paper was left unsealed all night, and the sunlight shined directly on Ye Qian's pale face through the mottled yellow wood lattice window. It was so dazzling that he could not see clearly who was beside the bed and slapped him on the buttocks.
However, his feeling told him that it was Liu Mingshan.
"Here we come..." Ye Qian said hello vaguely with his mouth closed, his voice was a little hoarse, and his head was in pain.
Ye Qian closed his eyes and shook his head hard, trying to get the pain out of his mind.
Unfortunately, the pain did not lessen, but instead I felt slightly dizzy.
Ye Qian frowned, he didn't like this feeling very much.
He hasn't been drunk for many years, and the most recent one was at Tushan Honghong's place in Peach Blossom Residence in the Fairy and Demon Continent.
The physical body is really useless. A jar of mortal wine that has been around for a hundred years can make you drunk.
Blocking the dazzling sunlight with his hands, Ye Qian opened his eyes again and finally saw clearly that the person standing next to the bed was indeed Liu Mingshan.
But whose leg is on his belly?
Ye Qian shifted his gaze, scanning along the leg, and fixed his gaze on the young man's face with a slight smile, it was none other than Wei Junzi.
Only then did he remember that after last night's hangover, Ye Qian and Wei Junzi returned home arm in arm and fell asleep on the bed without even washing up.
Unlike Ye Qian, Wei Junzi got drunk after just two bowls, and Ye Qian drank the rest.
Just as Ye Qian was thinking about it, Liu Mingshan's urging voice came to his ears, "Get up quickly. Wang Chengcai, who is here to assess you from the Zhou Xuebing family, has arrived and is waiting in the hall of your home."
"Well..." Ye Qian nodded and said, "Brother Liu, please go and accompany him first. I will come later."
The strong smell of alcohol spurted out from his mouth and quickly filled the air. Liu Mingshan's nose twitched and his face changed drastically. He stepped forward and grabbed Ye Qian's collar, pulled him to the front, and said with great excitement: "
What kind of wine did you drink, the aroma of which lasted all night?"
"Well, this kid has taken care of him. I heard it's been more than a hundred years..." Ye Qian chuckled. He knew that Liu Mingshan liked to drink. It was indeed a bit unkind to not call him last night.
Looking at Ye Qian's wandering eyes, Liu Mingshan gritted his teeth and said: "Very good. After hundreds of years of wine, you can't even think of me. Don't even think about my top pick red!"
"This..." Ye Qian said awkwardly, "Isn't it because I'm not familiar with him? He should still have some at home. When I get familiar with him later, I can just ask him to bring some over..."
"Yes..." Liu Mingshan raised his eyebrows and glanced at the other person on the bed. He knew that this young man who suddenly appeared. Although he had never seen him before, he should be Mr. Wei's only son Wei Junzi. Liu Mingshan's face looked better again.
, "Junzi Wei, is he?"
Ye Qian nodded.
Liu Mingshan couldn't help but ask again, "Is your name really Junzi Wei?"
Ye Qian nodded vigorously.
"What a good name. I wonder if his father thought about his last name when he came up with it!"
Through the window, Liu Mingshan looked at the sky speechlessly and said nothing more.
Gentleman Wei, a hypocrite? Hearing this, Ye Qian realized what he said and couldn't help but twitching the corner of his mouth.
"You must call me next time!" Liu Mingshan said angrily and left Ye Qian's house. But when he knew that Wang Chengcai was coming to Zhao's house, he quickly came over to inform him. Zhao Kai, a junior brother, didn't even call him when he was drinking.
, so sad.
Liu Mingshan still wanted to divide the vat of Zhuangyuanhong at home with Ye Qian. After all, the Zhao family is just an ordinary family. When a child is born, he would never think of digging out the Zhuangyuanhong or daughter's red buried in the year he was born.
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If you don't call him when you drink from now on, Zhuangyuanhong will definitely disappear! Liu Mingshan said something harsh in his heart and hurried towards the Zhao family hall. His younger brother obviously needed to wash up. The Zhao family is just an ordinary farmer.
If you don’t come, Wang Chengcai will come.
"Is that jar of wine good?"
A voice rang in his ears. It was Wei Junzi. He didn't know when he woke up. Ye Qian took off his clothes that had a faint smell of alcohol and explained to Wei Junzi: "It's not that good, it's more special.
Well. After all, it was brought from your hometown, it is old enough, and he has a good temperament for drinking."
"That's it..." Wei Junzi nodded, got up from the bed, and said, "I'll send him a jar later!"
Looking at Wei Junzi's wrinkled and oily clothes, Ye Qian frowned, pulled out a looser piece of his clothes, threw it to Wei Junzi, and said: "Change out of yours, make do with it first, go back
It’s not too late to change.”
"Well, remember to inform us that we will gather at the entrance of the village in the afternoon. My father will announce the restructuring of the Fruit War..." Wei Junzi did not refuse. He was born in a wealthy family and would definitely be angry if his father found out about coming home dirty.
Although there was a year difference in age between the two of them, their bodies were similar and their clothes fit reasonably well. After changing, Wei Junzi left the Yun family.
Ye Qian didn't say any kind words about leaving him to eat. He only told Wei Junzi that he had something to do after noon and would go back to find him after dinner.
After washing up, Ye Qian changed into clean clothes and came to the hall. He saw Wang Chengcai in fine clothes sitting at the head table, and the cheap brothers Zhao Gao and Liu Mingshan sat at the second and third seats, accompanying him with smiling faces.
Unconsciously, Ye Qian frowned, this military strategist's deceitful disciple was really rude.
Generally speaking, if the status of host and guest is not very different, the host will take the first seat and the guests will take the second seat. Of course, before sitting down, the host will politely give the first seat to the guest, but any guest who knows some etiquette will not actually sit down.
chief.
Ye Qian doesn't think that a disciple of the trickery has a high status.
Not to mention that this deceitful disciple Wang Chengcai is the son of a farmer from the next village. Even if he has the destiny of being a genius and is a student of the state school, he will not be able to sit at the head of the host's house when he is a guest.
In this regard, Liu Mingshan is much better than this deceitful disciple. The cheap brother Zhao Gao is still there. Although Liu Mingshan is the son of the village chief, he still takes the third seat, leaving the second seat to his eldest brother Zhao Gao.
Ye Qian has never been a person who can force a smile even though he is clearly unhappy.
Of course, he's not so stupid as to show his emotions on his face...