In the Imperial Prefect's Mansion in Xianyang, Nong Yu told Lu Yan the acrostic poem she heard and expressed her worries.
"Husband, your prestige is too great now. I dare not think that when the world is unified, King Qin..."
Lu Yan clasped his hands behind his back and took two steps casually, his empty left sleeve swinging leisurely. He sighed, "Probably, there's no room for it."
"What! Husband, you?"
"Shh~"
Lu Yan stopped Nong Yu's surprise and smiled slightly, "This is not unexpected. I had already imagined it."
As for whether Ying Zheng has the courage to tolerate himself, Lu Yan is certain that he doesn't.
This is not to underestimate the courage of the First Emperor, but a necessity.
The First Emperor never killed any meritorious officials in his life. For example, Wang Jian, Wang Ben and his son destroyed the five kingdoms. It was a good thing that their achievements were so high. Lu Yan would never doubt this.
But in this world, in terms of his merits and prestige, to be honest, the entire Qin court could only carry his shoes.
The most important point is that almost everyone believes that Lu Yan, a genius, will enter the realm of unity between heaven and man. Then his lifespan will be at least one hundred years old.
Lu Yan is less than thirty now, a few years younger than Ying Zheng. Let alone Ying Zheng, maybe Ying Zheng's grandson will be dead by then, but Lu Yan will still be alive and well.
Under such circumstances, could Ying Zheng, the founder of China's feudal monarchy, really tolerate Lu Yan living in the world?
"If they take action, it's time for us to take action."
Lu Yan didn't need to find out who secretly spread this rumor. Anyway, the other party's purpose was certain, to defeat him first with Ying Zheng, and then to capture him.
The reason why he secretly moved so fast must be because his record of killing heavenly beings this time made them feel threatened.
"You are finally back."
"Jie, meet your lord, madam."
"My lord, ma'am."
Fang Fang, Jie, Wei Qianqian's family of three, E Huang, Hui Liang Yi, five people walked in and bowed.
They hadn't seen each other for almost two years, and they were all taking care of him in the Imperial Prefect's Mansion in Xianyang. When Lu Yan returned, they all hurried over to see him.
"Ha, what's going on, you're so tall?" Lu Yan took a closer look and saw a sinister young man in his field of vision. He was about to catch up with him in height. He was not just fifteen years old.
He looked up and down twice and praised: "In less than two years, it has grown too fast. The food in the Imperial Prefecture is good."
Jie took a step forward, lowered his head and clasped his fists, saying, "Sir, maybe it's because my mother's cooking skills are so good."
Wei Qianqian stood aside and looked at him, covering her mouth and smiling softly. The other side also smiled, with a smile on his dark face, and in his deep eyes, there was no chill of hell, only a touch of happiness.
"Huh? Your hand?" Fang Fang's smile faded, his eyebrows lowered, "What's going on? Can it still recover?"
"Sir, how could it be?" Ehuang's amber pupils suddenly trembled. He couldn't help but rushed forward two steps and grabbed his empty sleeve, "Sir, does your sister know about this?"
Jushuang...
elder sister……
When Ehuang mentioned it, Lu Yan and Nong Yu both fell into their hearts at the same time, and there was a moment of silence.
After a while, Lu Yan took the initiative to speak: "The news should have reached Handan. As for how I did it, haven't you heard about it? I killed an immortal in the Heavenly Realm, and I have to pay a price. My left arm was exploded on the spot.
It turned into blood foam, and if nothing happens, there will be no recovery in this life."
Of course, if you rely on the Book of Heaven, you may be able to use luck to create something, restore your left arm, or even replace it with a unicorn arm.
But now Lu Yan wants to save his luck to trick Donghuang Taiyi, and coupled with his state of cultivation, it has nothing to do with his arm or not. There is no need to recover at the moment. If he really recovers, there is no way to explain it.
Not surprisingly……
Fang Fang raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Yan. He noticed that the other person didn't seem to take the broken arm seriously. He also remembered all the magical things about Lu Yan. He suddenly felt confident and no longer worried.
As close friends gathered at the scene, Lu Yan explained the rumors clearly, so that everyone could feel at ease.
"...So, I may die in the near future. I have already made arrangements for the retreat of the Imperial Prefect's Mansion. When I am gone, I will rely on you, Nong Yu."
When everyone heard Lu Yan's plan, they were so shocked that it was difficult to recover.
Fang Fang crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes slightly. The battle was about to begin again. He had not killed for many years, and this time, there was no way to avoid it.
Ehuang was still the first to think of Gu Shuang and asked: "Sir, does your sister know about this plan?"
Lu Yan nodded, "I know, even Ayan is in the plan."
"Ayan is also planning..."
Jie suddenly spoke, and Lu Yan looked over immediately.
"Oh, aren't you here? Ten years from now, you will be twenty-five by then. You must be one of the best in the world."
"Yes, sir. The Thunder Sword in my hand will protect everyone around me."
Jie responded with the Thunder Sword in his arms. The thunder sword power around him was looming, and he was already at a considerable level. He is fifteen years old this year, and may be able to break Lu Yan's record of entering Dacheng at the age of seventeen.
Lu Yan looked at every face present in turn, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his mind suddenly became much calmer.
After he dies, the world seems to return to its original path.
Ying Zheng will do many ridiculous things if he asks for the elixir of life.
Taiyi, the Eastern Emperor, beguiled Ying Zheng and used the power of the Qin State to realize the long-cherished wish of their Yin and Yang family.
The behind-the-scenes organization will penetrate deeply into Qin's national affairs and erode this young unified empire, which will eventually lead to the rapid decay of this empire.
The survivors of the Six Kingdoms still have a chance to embark on a path of revenge.
This seemed to be a return to the established trajectory, but it also left a deep mark on Lu Yan.
The Qin State has a strong agricultural foundation, a preliminary talent training and selection system, and the people in the Qin State have a centripetal force towards the country, including the people of the Zhao State.
Also, the influence of the concept of the unification of the Chinese nation, which is temporarily invisible but has deeply planted its seeds...
Even if the world inexplicably returns to its established trajectory, so what?
Ten years later, the dead Lu Yan appears again, which will completely change this closed and strange world. The Yin Yang Family, the Millennium Organization, the survivors of the Six Nations, and all threats to the unification of the Chinese nation will be swept away.
All is ready except for the opportunity.
This shareholder style is naturally the Yin Yang family.
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In Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng first summoned Ying Jue, who had returned from Taiyi Mountain.
"What did you learn from the Imperial Preceptor during this trip?"
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Master taught me a set of formations." Ying Jue felt a little ashamed and lowered his head slightly, "The principles are very profound and I have not yet understood them."
"The formation, the formation used to kill Kunwuzi in the Heavenly Realm?"
"Yes. If the sergeant has unconditional trust in the general, he can create sword formations, with three thousand people in a formation, and they can be stacked, and the power is infinite. If it is put on the battlefield to win..."
Ying Jue was still describing the power of this formation, a bit eloquently.
However, Ying Zheng no longer wanted to listen.
"Unconditional trust?"
"Yes, unconditional letter..."
Ying Jue's voice suddenly got stuck in her throat, and cold sweat poured down her forehead.
He was so excited before that the Imperial Master could teach him this formation. Suddenly he looked back and saw that the Central Forbidden Army trusted Lu Yan unconditionally. This...
Ying Zheng sat back on the throne, held his forehead and closed his eyes to rest, and asked softly: "Where is the Imperial Master, why didn't I enter the palace with you?"
"The Imperial Preceptor never gave an explanation. He only said that he would go to the palace to meet the king on his own. I didn't ask any more questions."
"Well, you go down."
Ying Jue raised his head and took a few tentative glances, then stepped back quickly.
"Is this the beginning? I want to see how you can persuade me, Donghuang of the Yin Yang Family."