Eight hundred and fiftieth chapters return to light
"It seems there is no hope for me to break through..."
Qin Dongyuan sighed, his expression a little desolate. He knew that although he was still a young man compared to Huangpu Wudi, he was actually old and the energy and blood in his body was no longer enough to support him in refining the pool of spiritual liquid.
If Qin Dongyuan forced himself to refine like Qin Feng, the end result would be that instead of being able to reach the peak of energy transformation, he would definitely explode and die.
"Boy, there is no hope for you to break through the realm of Huajin." Huangpu Wudi glanced at Qin Dongyuan and said, "But if you want to open up the meridians all over your body and reach the peak of Huajin..."
"Huh? Are you willing to teach me the skills?"
Qin Dongyuan looked at Huangpu Wudi with some surprise. He knew that the other party had some secret methods, but since they were secret methods, they were kept secret. Qin Dongyuan had no hope of learning them.
"The Lord has said that I can teach you..." Huangpu Wudi said, "But you must make an oath not to teach this method to a second person, let alone the Qin family..."
"Okay, I swear!"
There was a hint of surprise in Qin Dongyuan's eyes. He had already made a lot of contributions to the family. Now that he had this opportunity, Qin Dongyuan naturally had to consider himself first.
"Let's talk about this later!" Huangpu Wudi looked at Qin Feng and said, "My lord, please move to Qiao'er's residence. This place needs to be tidied up first..."
The originally flat bluestone square was now a mess.
There is no longer a complete piece of bluestone in the huge martial arts arena. It looks like it has been plowed all over. It will probably take a lot of effort to restore it to its original appearance.
"I knew I would have found a barren mountain..."
Seeing the scene in front of him, Qin Feng also looked embarrassed. Before this, he really didn't expect that his and Qin Dongyuan's full blow would be so destructive.
When they were about to leave, Master Jiu suddenly walked up to Qin Feng, bowed his head and fell to the ground.
"Huh? Dad, why is this?" Seeing this man's behavior, Qin Feng quickly lifted him up with a wave of his hand.
"Palace Guard Yan Jiu, pay your respects to the Lord! Cough...cough..."
The old man worked hard to hold up his chest, but the erosion of the years had already made him reach his old age. Before he could finish two sentences, he started coughing violently.
"Leave two people behind to take care of the collapsed houses. Lao Jiu, we'll talk about it later if we have anything to do."
Huangpu Wudi supported his old brother, and the group walked to Huangpu Qiao's residence at the end of the village. Two of the eight Huajin warriors who came later stayed to deal with the aftermath.
"You guys are full of agencies!" Walking in the village, Qin Feng would feel palpitations from time to time, but when he looked at the places where he sensed danger, he couldn't see any clues.
"This kid has been tinkering with these things all day long, otherwise he wouldn't be in the early stages of energy transformation now..." After hearing Qin Feng's words, Huangpu Wudi glared at his grandson angrily.
In fact, Huangpu Soba's qualifications are no worse than Huangpu Dehiko, but he is distracted too much and lags behind his eldest brother and third brother in terms of cultivation. Huangpu Invincible can't do anything against him.
"Elder Huangpu, personal bravery cannot govern a country." Qin Feng shook his head and said: "The brave goes into battle to kill the enemy, and the wise strategize. The two are indispensable."
"Your Majesty, that's ridiculous. I'm just a little clever..." Huangpu Qiao saluted Qin Feng. At this time, he no longer dared to look down on Qin Feng in the slightest. His attitude was very respectful.
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Moreover, Huangpu Qiao also knew that the hidden weapons and mechanisms he deployed could only cause minor injuries to warriors in the late stage of Huajin at best, but they would not have any effect on people with Qin Feng's level of cultivation.
"I think you have great wisdom!"
Qin Feng laughed when he heard this. In his opinion, Huangpu Qiao's ability was no less than that of Zhuge Kongming. From ancient times to the present, who dares to say that Zhuge Liang is smart?
While talking, the group of people came to the place where Huangpu Qiao lived. There was also Huangpu Qiao's wife at home.
In fact, except for those in Huangpu Wudi who survived the catastrophe, most of the younger generations born later live in this village.
"My lord, Yan Jiuke has been waiting for you..."
As soon as he entered the room, Master Jiu knelt down to Qin Feng again with a bang, tears streaming down his face, "Yan Jiu is deeply favored by the emperor, but he cannot keep the royal family safe. He really deserves death!"
"Master Jiu, please don't do this!" Qin Feng quickly supported Yan Jiu and said, "You are all loyal people, and the late emperor's spirit in heaven will not blame you..."
"Your Majesty, when will the Sun and Li clans be pacified?" Yan Jiu raised his head and said with a murderous look on his face: "Yan Jiu, with his broken body, can still attack the city and build a stronghold for the Lord, and be a pioneer officer..."
"Okay, Master Jiu, when the day comes for the troops to be dispatched, you will be the vanguard..."
Upon hearing Yan Jiu's words, Qin Feng's eyes suddenly showed a trace of sadness, but he quickly covered it up and was not seen by Yan Jiu.
Just when Qin Feng was holding Yan Jiu, his right hand had already touched Yan Jiu's pulse. Qin Feng was shocked when he felt the pulse.
Because Yan Jiu's pulse condition was extremely weak, relying solely on the last breath of true energy in his body to support his vitality. At this moment, Yan Jiu's face was rosy and his voice was loud, it was clearly the time to return to the light.
Now Yan Jiu's thumping heart can no longer drive other skills of the body, and he may die and return to the west at any time.
"Lao Jiu, sit down and talk!"
Huangpu Wudi nodded to Qin Feng inconspicuously, with a hint of sadness in his eyes. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer old friends, Huangpu Wudi could only face it helplessly.
"Commander, you can't compete with me for this vanguard position!"
Hearing Huangpu Wudi's words, Yan Jiu turned his gaze to him and said, "Who doesn't know that I, Yan Jiu, was your number one general? Commander, you have to give me this opportunity to make meritorious deeds..."
Yan Jiu's expression became more and more excited. He seemed to have returned to the military camp back then, or to the time when the four tribes attacked the royal city and went to battle to kill the enemy. He couldn't help but dance with his hands and feet.
"Okay, I'll let you..."
Sensing that the old man's upgrades were getting weaker and weaker, Huangpu Wudi became more and more sad and said: "When the Lord ascends the throne, merit will be rewarded in the Jinluan Palace, Lao Jiu, you must be the first!"
"OK, OK! OK!!!"
Yan Jiu laughed loudly, and said three good words in a row. His eyes widened with anger, but the look in his eyes slowly dimmed, and all the strength in his body seemed to be drained away in an instant. He sat down
There was no more life left in the chair.
"Grandpa, Jiu...Jiu Ye, he's gone..."
The people present were all Huajin warriors, so they could naturally sense the condition of Yan Jiu's body. Huangpu Qiao knelt down in front of Yan Jiu, and his voice started to sob.
Not only Yan Jiu, but also the other Huajin warriors knelt down one after another. As an old guard of the palace back then, Yan Jiu's prestige in the minds of these people was second only to Huangpu Wudi.
What's more, almost all of these people have been watched by Yan Jiu and others, and have very deep feelings. Now that Yan Jiu has returned to the west, the room is suddenly filled with a sad atmosphere.
"Qiao'er, go prepare your ninth master's funeral!"
Huangpu Wudi raised his head. He didn't want others to see the tears in his eyes. After living for more than a hundred years, Huangpu Wudi still couldn't bear the consequences of life, old age, illness and death. Every time his old friend left, he was always extremely sad.
"Yes, Grandpa!"
Huangpu Qiao stood up and bowed to Qin Feng and said: "Your Majesty, Huangpu Qiao is taking Master Jiu back first. After finishing Jiu Ye's affairs, he will come to serve the Lord..."
"Elder Huangpu, where are these old people buried when they pass away?"
Qin Feng suddenly asked. Although he and Yan Jiu only had this relationship, for some reason, at this moment, Qin Feng thought of the situation when his master died.
After hearing Qin Feng's question, Huangpu Wudi said: "They are all buried on the north side of the imperial mausoleum. They were born as royals, and they will protect the former emperors even in death..."
Although the Qin royal city was attacked and the royal family was overthrown, under the protection of the Qin family, the royal tombs were not damaged.
Next to the royal tombs, there are often the tombs of generals and ministers. This is also a rule that has been inherited since Fusu of this space came to the throne and has been like this for many years.
"Huangpu Qiao, you have something to do!"
Qin Feng pondered for a while and then said: "A piece of land is allocated within the scope of the imperial mausoleum. All the palace guards who passed away can be buried there in the future when the palace is built..."
"Lord, this... this is absolutely impossible!"
After hearing Qin Feng's words, Huangpu Wudi, who was originally sitting on the chair, knelt down to Qin Feng, with a look of fear on his face, and kept saying: "This... this is inconsistent with the rules handed down from our ancestors!"
Imperial mausoleums can only bury emperors, while the tombs of ministers can protect the imperial mausoleums, but they must be separated from the scope of the imperial mausoleums, otherwise it will be treason and suspected of seeking power and throne.
"Elder Huangpu, there is no need to say more."
Qin Feng waved his hand and said softly: "You are all loyal to the Qin Dynasty. You will not let down the Qin Dynasty. The Qin Dynasty cannot let you down. You can enjoy such glory..."
Although he had no intention of becoming an emperor in this dimension, Qin Feng was really moved by people like Huangpu Wudi. He did this not to win people's hearts, but to help the Qin royal family give these people some compensation.
"Many...thank you Lord for your grace!"
After hearing Qin Feng's words, Huangpu Wudi, who was originally sad about the death of his old brother, could no longer suppress the tears in his eyes. Tears burst out of his eyes and he was already so excited that he could not speak.
Two years and more of feudal rule have deeply rooted in the minds of people like Huangpu Wudi the idea of serving the country. This concept cannot be changed.
Qin Feng's move of setting aside a piece of land in the imperial mausoleum for their burial was definitely a great grace and a supreme honor for Huangpu Wudi and others. (To be continued...)