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Chapter eight hundred and thirty fourth strange Chang'an

After Emperor Qin fell to Xianyang Palace, the city of Chang'an shook three times inexplicably, as if it was grieving for him.

Zhuang Zhou, who was standing next to Lin Ze, saw this scene and murmured to himself: "The destiny is gone."

Lin Ze immediately used his Qi-gazing technique and saw that the clouds of luck over Chang'an City dissipated in an instant, leaving only a trace of core purple luck swaying back and forth like a streamer.

The imperial avenue condensed by Emperor Qin was also dim at this time, and its power was not as powerful as before.

As Zhuang Zhou said, Emperor Qin's destiny has been lost.

Somehow, Lin Ze always had an unreal feeling in his heart. Even though the Three Saints took action personally, Emperor Qin was defeated so easily that people had to doubt him.

Lin Ze almost subconsciously used the secret method "Knowing the Destiny".

"Buzz~"

When the secret technique was operating, Lin Ze's eyes suddenly turned black, his ears continued to ring, and the seeds of the avenue continued to vibrate.

Not only that, the purple clouds above Lin Ze's head peeled off, evaporated and disappeared.

In an instant, Lin Ze faintly saw a giant beast lying in the sky above Chang'an City, revealing great terror.

The scene flashed by, and Lin Ze was shocked, and immediately cut off the operation of the secret method. A few drops of cold sweat oozed from his pure and flawless body, untouched by the world of mortals.

Emperor Qin indeed had a back-up plan, and it was a back-up plan that could make heaven and humans fall.

What shocked Lin Ze even more was the secret technique "Knowing the Destiny" that he had acquired on death row in Xianyang Palace in his early years.

It is absolutely impossible for Han Feizi to create such a miraculous secret method.

According to records in the Daqin Chronicle, Han Fei died young and was not at the peak of the sixth rank, not even a grandmaster.

If the record is true, why would a sixth-grade peak warrior create such a heaven-defying secret technique?

What Han Fei learned was nothing more than the Legalist inheritance that Xun Kuang left in the world.

Even Xun Kuang may not be able to create such secret techniques, let alone his disciple Han Fei?

I really don’t know who created this secret method. It not only allows people to use it from the middle level to the realm of gods, but also consumes more and more as the level of the user increases.

Thinking about Lin Ze being in the second realm of heavenly being, it is a bit unbearable to use this secret method. It can be seen that the level of the secret method is so high that it is unimaginable.

Lin Ze even speculated whether this secret technique might have been created by a warrior who had transcended the realm of heaven and man.

While Lin Ze was deep in thought, a young general came over and bowed and said: "To the Lord of the Kingdom, after General Zhang Han led his army into the city, he found that the city was completely silent and seemed to be an empty city."

"General Zhang Han asked Mo to ask the king for instructions. What should we do next?"

Lin Ze looked around and saw that the 150,000 troops, except for the more than 30,000 "special forces" like the Shenji Battalion, were all brought into Chang'an by Zhang Han.

Lin Ze, who was determined to order the entire army to withdraw from Chang'an, looked up at the white clouds in the sky and changed his words: "Send an order to Zhang Han and tell him not to pay attention to it, occupy Chang'an normally, seize the warehouses, and don't let others rob the resources."

"Take these 30,000 soldiers alone and return to the camp to wait for him to return with a full load."

The messenger general was stunned for a moment and said respectfully: "Why won't the king enter the city?"

Lin Ze looked melancholy, waved his hands and said, "Things are different and people are different, so it's okay if you don't get involved."

Then he shouted: "Shenji Camp, Divine Shooting Camp, Trapped Camp..., pack your things and go back to camp with me, ready to celebrate."

More than 30,000 Western Qin special forces present immediately cheered: "Long live the king."

Lin Ze's face darkened, you can only live forever, labor and management will be immortal, okay?

Considering that an ordinary soldier is not very familiar with the transcendence of heavenly beings, Lin Ze could only say with a cold face: "Military order, immediately pack up your belongings and rush back to the camp. The last battalion will eat chaff at night."

The military management of the Western Qin Dynasty continued the fine tradition of the Tianlang Army, where the winners eat meat and the weak eat chaff.

When the soldiers heard this, they immediately became excited. They carried artillery and crossbows, and ran towards the camp.

Lin Ze suddenly remembered something, looked at Zhuang Zhou beside him with a smile and asked: "The Qin Emperor has been defeated, what are your plans, senior brother?"

Zhuang Zhou smiled calmly and said: "Senior brother protects junior brother in the name of teacher. Wherever junior brother goes, senior brother will follow."

Lin Ze pursed his lips in the direction of Chang'an City, coughed slightly and said, "Senior brother, don't you plan to fight for the opportunity?"

Zhuang Zhou looked along and saw Meng Ke and others turning into seven rainbows and pouring into Chang'an to pursue Emperor Qin.

He also saw Zeng Shen leaping up and following closely behind him.

After a while, two streams of light rose up from the mountains and forests outside Chang'an City and shot toward Chang'an. They were Biyou Gong Wudang and Yunxiao.

Zhuang Zhou chuckled lightly and said: "Junior brother, let's see, senior brother, who is ranked twelfth, seems to be unable to grab this opportunity."

Lin Ze touched his nose and said, "That's not necessarily the case. In a melee, anything is possible. Just look at it, Senior Brother."

In the sky, Xuandu, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, spanned hundreds of feet in one step, fell into Chang'an, and disappeared.

Zhuang Zhou smiled and said: "Some opportunities are not available, so it is best not to force them. If you force them, it may not be a good thing."

Lin Ze's expression changed. There was something behind the words of this second senior brother. Could it be that he knew something? Both draws were twelve. Is it really a coincidence?

Numerous thoughts flashed through Lin Ze's mind, but he did not show any abnormality. He smiled easily and said: "Senior brother is really a free and easy person."

While Lin Ze was talking to Zhuang Zhou, the Buddha's voice suddenly came from the nine heavens, carrying supreme majesty: "Xuantang, the city of Chang'an has been destroyed. Emperor Qin has been defeated. I order you to take action as soon as possible, break the city gate, and lead the army to attack quickly.

Enter Chang'an and drive Qin into a place of eternal destruction."

Xuantang's expression moved slightly, and he immediately bowed: "I sincerely obey the Buddha's decree."

Xuantang, who received the Buddha's order, did not hesitate at all. A huge Buddha palm fell from the sky, avoiding most of the Qin troops guarding the city, and obliterated the Chang'an city gate and part of the city wall.

Qin's fortune was almost completely gone, and Xuantang deliberately avoided killing. Simply erasing a city gate and part of the city wall brought little backlash to Xuantang's fortune.

Xuantang just grunted and took the backlash without even losing his breath.

Then Xuantang waved his hand, and 30,000 Arhat monks and 150,000 South Vietnamese troops followed the gap and rushed towards Chang'an.

After giving the order, Xuantang seemed a little dazed and stood there without moving.

Lin Ze on the other side heard the sound of the city wall collapsing and turned his head to look over.

Xuantang turned sideways and met Lin Ze's eyes.

The two of them were stunned for a moment, smiled kindly and politely at the same time, and then looked away.

Lin Ze thought silently in his heart: "This Xuantang probably knows something, but why can't other heavenly beings see anything unusual?"

"Didn't the Three Saints find any abnormalities while they are above the Nine Heavens? If they found out, why didn't they stop the disciples from committing danger, unless..."

Unless they are deliberately using their disciples as cannon fodder.

Thinking of the end, Lin Ze sighed secretly.

Will the chess player care about the life and death of the chess pieces?


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