Chapter 290 The future of Mingyue in the Qin Dynasty
After the Battle of Taishan, this turbulent world ushered in a new peace.
The ancient demon god appeared in the world, but it was a demon god that even the Yellow Emperor could not destroy with the help of the Nine Heavens Xuannv. The whole world would be enslaved by the demon god just a little bit away.
Even if humans have an army of millions, the devil can tear apart the world with just a wave of his hand, so it is not worth mentioning at all.
On the grassland, the wolf tribe commanded nearly 200,000 troops by Wolf King Maodun. The devil just passed by and walked over casually. The wolves suffered numerous casualties and fled with their tails between their legs.
Fortunately, Lu Yan, who disappeared for no reason at that time, turned out to be a god from heaven.
He has been down to earth for more than twenty years, just to enlighten the fragmented Central Plains with a sense of community.
Because only when people's hearts unite, China's destiny condenses, and the seven swords unite, can we hope to defeat the devil.
The ending is good, the devil is finally destroyed.
During this process, a county in Nanyang was slaughtered by demons, leaving no chickens or dogs behind, and more than 100,000 people died.
The Chu State re-established by the Xiang clan also encountered demons when they attacked Nanyang County. Their leader Xiang Liang died in the battle, and the Chu State was in chaos.
In Chen County, Chen Sheng, a peasant disciple who rebelled and became king, sniped at the demons in Runan City. Tens of thousands of peasant disciples died heroically, and all the elites were wiped out.
All the souls who sacrificed their lives for a nation rest in the majestic, mysterious and beautiful natural beauty of Mount Tai.
Lu Yan, and his Seven Swords of Lu Yanzi, have become immortal legends in this world and even in future generations.
In the vast land of the human world, every household, with smoke rising from their cooking pots, worships the true God who holds a sword in his left hand and a book in his right hand.
Ten years later,
In the sixteenth year of the First Emperor's reign, Yingzheng was fifty years old.
Today, Qin has two most prosperous "capital cities".
One of them is Xianyang.
The other one is Nanyang, which was built on the ruins.
The person responsible for establishing Nanyang was His Majesty the Emperor Ying Zheng himself.
Because this land, which has suffered the most disasters, needs "Destiny" to help restore life.
His Majesty the Emperor is the one who is "ordered by heaven", and only he who is personally in charge can soothe the hurt. This is what is said about "outstanding people and the spirit of the earth" and "the theory of destiny".
His Majesty the Emperor is based in Nanyang, and the real responsibility of supervising the country is shouldered by Prince Fusu.
In the past ten years, Fusu has become more and more a qualified king.
Ying Zheng witnessed his son's growth in both civil and military affairs.
Regarding the country's future and new challenges, he believed that his son had the ability to create a more glorious career than now——
There was also the Huns Empire on the grassland.
The Western Regions also discovered countries that had never been seen before.
Also, the sages of our ancestors discovered, and Lu Yan confirmed, the broader universe beyond this world.
If one person cannot do it, then only ten generations, hundreds of generations, and thousands of generations can do it.
Human beings have only a few decades of meager life to explore the universe of hundreds of millions of years, and the only way is to pass it on from generation to generation.
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"Your Majesty the Emperor, the leader of the Qilin Association, Wei Jie would like to see you."
"Wei Jie, let him come in."
Ying Zheng put down the book in his hand, stood up from his seat, and moved his arms.
Wei Jie is the master of Benlei Sword, Jie. He has a name, but no surname, and his father, a killer, also has no surname, so he follows his mother Wei Xianxian and is named Wei Jie.
"Jie, meet His Majesty the Emperor."
"No gift, it's worth a trip in person. It's definitely not a big deal, so tell me."
Wei Jie, thirty-six years old this year, is the leader of the Qilin Association. After the sword master Gai Nie retired, he has become a strong contender for "the best sword in the world".
There are many masters in the Qin State, but the only person who is qualified to fight Wei Jie wonderfully is Yuan Qing, the Yue swordsman who has grown up.
Even Long Yuan Sword Master Feng Tu, who presided over the sword discussion conference, publicly stated that it was time for him to make way for young people.
Wei Jie's personal strength and status are among the top in the Qin Kingdom.
The Qin State's jurisdiction over the civil society forces included the Jade Dragon Altar, which monitored the world, and the Qilin Society.
In terms of analogy, the relationship between this is that Yulongtan is roughly equivalent to the police and public security, while Qilin Hui is roughly equivalent to the National Martial Arts Association.
"According to the statistics of the Qilin Association this year, the number of great masters emerging in the world has exceeded 300. The number of masters has more than tripled from ten years ago. It can be believed that the warriors in the world practice Qi.
It does get easier.”
Martial arts practice has become easier, which is why the whole world is quietly changing.
The future development of this world has already completely deviated from the trajectory of "history".
"Haha, in just ten years of rest and recuperation, the number of martial arts masters has increased so much. This year's sword discussion conference is expected to be exciting."
Uh-huh~
Ying Zheng laughed out loud with interest, took out the Tianwen Sword and danced like a flower.
"Is there anything else? If nothing happens, come and spar with me."
"this……"
Wei Jie looked up and saw the emperor's smiling face, like a spring breeze.
There were also guards who ran in from outside the main hall and presented the Thunder Sword with both hands.
Of course, it is a top-notch imitation. The original Ben Lei Sword disappeared from Mount Tai ten years ago.
"To compete with His Majesty, Jie is happy to accompany you."
"Haha, okay, just let me test the results of my practice in the past few years."
Ying Zheng's martial arts has also become stronger in recent years.
Because this country is not the Qin Empire that he once carried on his shoulders.
Prince Fusu is very good.
The Agricultural Research Institute of the farmer's family has a respected and unshakable status.
The Mohist Institute of Physics, while researching and developing mechanical beasts, is exploring the secrets of natural energy.
The Yin Yang family and the Mohist family also put aside their past prejudices, studied and shared, and tried to deduce things beyond the planet.
The current national policy of recuperation mainly draws on the ideological program of the Taoist sect.
Confucianism educates the world and affects the country's talent selection.
However, the Central Academy that implements power is not exclusive to Confucianism. Legalists and military strategists also occupy a huge proportion.
A hundred schools of thought and a hundred flowers bloom.
So, Ying Zheng’s current mentality is to sleep well, eat well, exercise, and stay healthy.
He wants to see his son, grandson, great-grandson... and watch the country he created with his own hands become more prosperous and prosperous year by year.
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At the same time, thousands of miles away, Xianyang.
"Hahaha, sword discussion conference, here I come!"
"The best sword in the world is me, Jing Tianming!"
In front of the majestic building, two stone beasts, Qilin, bared their teeth and danced their claws.
The originally crowded and noisy crowd fell into silence for a while because of this man named Jing Tianming.
Then——
Explosive laughter!
"Hahaha!"
"Where did this unknown boy come from? He is so arrogant and arrogant that he will be beaten to pieces."
"That's right."
"Oh ho ho, you are so bold to claim that you are the best sword in the world."
Jing Tianming, who was ridiculed, flicked his nose, flicked up his bangs, stared seriously with his big eyes, pointed at the people around him and said: "Come to the Sword Discussion Conference, aren't you here for the best sword in the world?"
"ah?"
"this……"
"Hey, boy, do you know what you are talking about? Do you understand the weight of the best sword in the world?"
"I may not understand, but you are definitely not the best swordsman in the world, and you will never be qualified to be the best swordsman in the world."
Jing Tianming held his head high, raised his sword, showed it to everyone, and grinned: "If you don't dare to say or do something, just don't stand in my way. I, Jing Tianming, Master Zhanlu, will be attending the Sword Discussion Conference
, won the first place in the world."
At this time, the crowd was in an uproar.
"What! Zhanlu!"
"How is it possible? This kid..."
"Isn't Zhanlu Sword in the hands of Confucian Chen Xiao? How could it be!"
"Jing Tianming, okay, it would be interesting to have an opponent like you."
Among the noisy discussions, a young voice suddenly stood out.
Jing Tianming saw a dark shadow flash before him, and a man with a thin face and evil eyes flashed in front of him.
"My name is Cang Geng, and I hope to have the honor to compete with you in the Sword Discussion Conference."
Cang Geng, the son of Mo Crow and Ying Ge, is nineteen this year.
"Oh? That's good. If you want to be the best in the world, you won't be afraid of any challenge. Cang Geng, I will remember you."
Above the attic, someone was silently watching these two young men who stood out from the crowd.
"Jing Tianming, Jing, looks really similar..."
"Xiao Gao, what does it look like?"
"Axue, this young man named Jing Tianming looks very much like a close friend I know."
Gao Jianli, Snow Girl, a talented man and a beautiful woman, stand side by side.
"Your friend? Why have I never seen or heard of him in more than ten years?"
Xue Nu looked sideways at Gao Jianli and blinked.
"Because of that person, I only met him once in Jicheng, Yan State."
"We met once, but we are close friends."
"Yes, soulmate."
"Hmph, your men's friendship is really strange."
The snow girl let out a soft huff, covered her mouth and smiled softly.
Gao Jianli breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I want to see him and ask about his father."
"As a member of the examiner, it would be inappropriate for you to meet him in private."
"..."
After hearing Xue Nu's reminder, Gao Jianli said nothing more.
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central academy,
"Master, this is the medical school. It's so big and there are so many people."
"Yue'er, go ahead. Your journey as a medical scientist has just begun."
Duan Murong, who inherited the medical skills of the Medical Immortal and the Medicine King, took her apprentice Yue'er and formally entered the Medical School of Central Academy.