Chapter 25: The Peak of Mount Tai, the Golden Crow Opens the Way
In the universe, clouds are moving in all directions.
Lieyang, Angel, and even the Death Song Academy, which had recently received the news, were all paying attention to Mount Tai. The top brass of Earth China were also paying attention here, worrying that a physical war might break out at any time.
And our protagonist, as soon as he opened his eyes, walked down Mount Tai, and met...
"Who are you? Dare to stand in front of me?"
As soon as Zhang Lin walked down from the Fengchan platform, he was surrounded by troops who were already in full formation. A general in ancient armor pushed aside the surrounding sergeants and stepped forward to ask.
Looking at the general in front of him, Zhang Lin frowned and silently asked in his heart: "Xiao Jin, what is going on? Xiao Jin..."
Unable to contact? Zhang Lin contacted Xiao Jin again and again, but there was no response. He had to sink his consciousness into the divine sea, but even Xiao Jin and the piece of broken jade disappeared. There was only one text in the divine sea: Welcome master to the new world.
Wear it again? Zhang Lin frowned deeply, opened his eyes and looked at the general in front of him, feeling the weak power in his body. "Who are you? What is the boundary here?"
Zhang Lin once again put on that gorgeous attire in front of everyone. Under the eyes that ordinary people could not understand, he slowly flew into the air and looked at the army on the ground, asking the general in front of the army.
"A blindfold? Who dares to wear imperial clothes?" The general leapt to a high place and drew his sword. "Archers, fire arrows!"
"Hearing the words, the black troops below bent their bows and set arrows. Arrows rained down in an instant, and the rain of arrows covered Zhang Lin in the sky in an instant."
"This..." After the arrow rain, thousands of people below were stunned, and the arrow rain turned into ashes and scattered between the sky and the earth.
"Protect!" The general reacted immediately after being distracted for a moment and shouted loudly. Following the general's order, the black army quickly surrounded a canopy and protected a middle-aged man who was not intimidating and angry.
"General Zhang, who is the opponent?" The majestic voice of the middle-aged man under the canopy rang out, which shocked the hearts of the frightened army. After hearing this, all the officials calmed down immediately and looked at Zhang Lin suspended in the sky with murderous intent.
"Your Majesty, I would like to inform you that the other party suddenly appeared on the Fengchan platform. I don't know his origin. This is a dereliction of duty on my part. Your Majesty, please forgive me." General Zhang knelt on the ground and apologized sincerely.
"Let's settle this matter first! We'll discuss your fault later. The auspicious time is coming." The middle-aged man glanced at the other person and said calmly.
"promise!"
"The whole army listens to the order! Prepare the crossbows!" Upon hearing this, General Zhang respectfully retired, returned to the army, drew his sword and drank.
Following the order of General Zhang, dozens of powerful crossbows in the black army were aimed at Zhang Lin in the sky, exuding cold murderous intent.
"Qin, win, Taishan Fengchan..." Zhang Lin ignored the strong bows and crossbows on the ground and looked at the middle-aged man under the canopy.
The black army, the fluttering black flags roared in the wind, and the emperor's clothes were exactly the same as his own except for the color and pattern. Zhang Lin immediately confirmed the identity of the other party - Qin Shihuang: Ying Zheng.
The other party is here, offering sacrifices to heaven and engraving Zen.
"Get ready!" General Zhang ordered, and the crossbow began to be cocked.
"Protect Your Majesty!" At this time, an exclamation came from behind the strong crossbow formation.
Everyone looked back after hearing this, and saw Ying Zheng slowly rising into the sky under the canopy, slowly approaching Zhang Lin's direction.
"You guys are still not going to escort the driver?" General Zhang saw Ying Zheng leaving the convoy and quickly turned around to yell at the Yin Yang family and Zhao Gao who was in the trap.
"Everyone, stand down!" Ying Zheng rose to the same height as Zhang Lin. Seeing that Zhang Lin had no ill intentions, he stared at the opponent and shouted at the people below who were about to attack again.
"No!" Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other in confusion, then stepped aside and looked up at Ying Zheng in the sky with worry.
"Who are you?" The two looked at each other and were silent for a long time. Ying Zheng was the first to ask.
Zhang Lin heard this, but did not answer. Instead, he looked at Ying Zheng and said, "Someone told me that those who are close to vermillion are red and those who are close to ink are black. What do you think?"
"In this world, it is up to you to decide who is Mo or Zhu!" Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly and returned full of disdain.
"Sacrifice and engrave Zen to appeal to heaven. Why don't you kneel down when you see gods? Why don't you worship when you see immortals?"
"Immortal? Are you?" Ying Zheng frowned upon hearing this.
Zhang Lin heard this, looked into Ying Zheng's eyes, and said jokingly: "Yes, do you bow? No, do you bow?"
After hearing this, Ying Zheng lowered his head and thought for a long time, then looked up at Zhang Lin. "I understand!"
"Do you really understand?"
"My path is not here, but I don't have much time. I still have too many things to do. Time...I need time..."
"For some people, God does not allow them to continue to live, and the gods will tremble for them..."
"Haha..." Ying Zheng was silent for a long time after hearing this, and suddenly burst into laughter.
After Ying Zheng finished laughing, he looked at Zhang Linda in front of him and said, "What? Are you here for this?"
"No, I'm here for myself, and I'm here to talk to you out of pity." Zhang Lin shook his head when he heard this.
After Ying Zheng heard this, he remained silent for a long time. Then he raised his head and asked, "How long do I have left?"
"The secret must not be leaked!" Zhang Lin sighed, shook his head and returned.
Ying Zheng smiled when he heard this, but did not show any signs of slowing down. He turned to ask, "What about my inheritance?"
Zhang Lin shook his head again when he heard this.
"I'm going back!" Ying Zheng looked at Zhang Lin for a long time and said.
"Farewell to Your Majesty!" Upon hearing this, Zhang Lin put down Ying Zheng and bowed.
"Father! Who is this person?" Ying Zheng returned to the motorcade and Fusu stepped forward and asked.
"Get off and go back to Xianyang!" Ying Zheng glanced at Fusu and ordered Zhao Gao beside him.
"Promise!" Zhao Gao responded after hearing the words, shaking his head vaguely to Hu Hai and saying, "Send your Majesty's order to drive back to the capital."
"Your Majesty, this is not possible! The sacrifices have not yet begun. If you return to the capital at this time, all your previous efforts will be wasted!" The accompanying doctors were shocked when they heard this and knelt down one after another in order to allow Ying Zheng to continue to offer sacrifices to heaven and enshrine Zen.
Offering sacrifices to heaven and enshrining Zen is a big event. Even if they made it up, once Ying Zheng performed the ritual, it became an ancient ritual. Not only did they record it in the annals of history, but in the future, future generations will also have the say in the world to judge the emperor on whether to enshrine Mount Tai.
"Kick them away!" When Ying Zheng saw this, he looked unhappy and said to Zhang Han who was standing by.
"No!" Zhang Han heard this and led his team to drive away the Qi Confucians on the ground.
"Your Majesty, this day..." Seeing Zhang Han go to chase people away, the Moon God of the Yin and Yang family stepped forward and said.
"Sacrifice to heaven? Sacrifice to heaven is just to comfort God. I have got the answer I want. Why sacrifice to heaven?" Ying Zheng glanced at the other party and said calmly. "Go back to the capital!"
"No!" Moon God bowed respectfully, and everyone else was horrified when they heard this. They all sat down and followed Ying Zheng's carriage back to the capital in silence.
"Is this destiny? Destiny!" Zhang Lin looked at Ying Zheng's car as he walked away, shook his head and sighed deeply. This was the first time he saw other people's destiny. Only now did he know what Xiao Jin meant when he said destiny was unchangeable.
meaning.
Some people are connected to all the people, and their whole bodies can be affected by a single move. A slight change in their destiny will cause great changes in the world. Such majestic cause and effect is enough to cause the fall of Daluo. No wonder since ancient times, most cultivators have been unwilling to provoke the imperial power.
Unless you become a guest in the mortal world, join the world to avoid calamity, or are destined to do so, you will use your imperial power in vain and end up dying miserably.
"You can't change your fate, so you can use your merits to offer auspiciousness, right?" Zhang Lin looked at the driver and smiled, stretched out his hand to wipe a trace of golden blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked up at the world.
"Your Majesty, look!" Zhang Han stopped his horse and pointed to the top of Mount Tai while the car was driving far away.
In everyone's eyes, they saw a fiery red light coming towards the car like the sun.
"Guard the driver!" Zhang Han, who was in charge of driving safety, saw that the souls of the dead were coming, and he hurriedly commanded the troops to form defensive formations.
"Don't panic!" Ying Zheng said calmly to stop Zhang Han.
As soon as Ying Zheng finished speaking, a fiery red stream of light passed over the car and headed down Mount Tai. The scorching flames burned the surrounding vegetation and just created a broad road that stretched straight to Xianyang.
"Send the order, the convoy back to the capital should advance along this road without any mistakes!" Ying Zheng watched the red figure go away, sighed in his heart, and gave Zhao Gao, who was in charge of the driving schedule, a word.
"No!" Zhao Gao, the commander of the CRRC Mansion, thought thoughtfully after hearing the words and went down to convey the order.