Chapter 103 Huang Pizi and Ying Zheng are in action!
Huang Pizi has never felt so good.
Tales of trees passed quickly behind me.
The power possessed by its limbs is almost endless. With a little exertion, it can jump quickly between trees.
The huge and slender tail senses everything around it, making it perfectly stable when jumping between trees.
He has preyed on countless birds that used to fly high in the sky in the past few days.
Slowly landing on a tree branch, Huang Pizi looked around.
At this time, Huangpizi's eyes had completely turned into a faint golden color, and the former green and hazy eyes had completely disappeared.
Standing on the treetops, every move within a radius of several hundred meters is completely caught in its eyes. Countless sounds are pouring into it, flying in the sky, running on the ground, and swimming in the water. mind.
‘Brush! ’
It stretched out its claws, and the five curved claws shone with dazzling silver light under the cover of the night.
This kind of beautiful silver light has only been seen by Huang Pizi in the past on its natural enemies, such as clouded leopards, jackals, old men, brown bears, and occasionally raptors hovering in the sky.
When he saw these terrifying creatures, he had no chance to look at them. He could only run away in a hurry as soon as possible. Those who ran slowly would become food.
Of its six brothers, four died in their hands and became food. The remaining two were caught by a round-headed raptor when they were foraging at night and flew into the in the air.
But it’s different now.
Huang Pizi lowered his head. Its teeth were sharper than theirs, its movements were faster than theirs, and its claws shone in the moonlight, far more beautiful than theirs.
Looking at his paws intoxicated, the yellow leather piece fell to the ground and lightly scratched across a stone.
Effortlessly, five long cracks were carved out of the tough bluestone.
The pheasant that he loved to eat in the past is no longer its food.
Ever since a wild boar discovered him in the jungle, attacked him, and was caught alive by it, his former natural enemies have become Huangpizi's food.
Now it feeds on jackals.
Recalling the sweet blood pouring into his mind, Huang Pizi felt that the natural enemies of the past, the ferocious beasts that forced him to run around, fell at his feet. The panic and disbelief in his eyes made Huang Pizi feel Waves of intoxication.
It is the top predator.
But while possessing all this, Huang Pizi also clearly knew the reason for all this. Since coming out of the underground river, Huang Pizi has lost all confusion.
Everything is because of that unknown pill.
Recalling that pair of eyes that could not be described in words in the jungle and mountains, Huang Pizi shivered violently.
It knew clearly that both the elixir and the colorful spots of light in the underground water were all given by the owner of those eyes.
Because in these two places, those who came to observe the most talked about were the two strange voices of "Pre-Qin" and "Ying Zheng".
Huang Pizi still doesn’t understand what these words mean, and his voice can’t describe the sound of these words.
But it knows that sooner or later it will know, and sooner or later it can tell.
Because these three words Huangpizi were what it heard and understood from the mouth of a person who saw it.
Looking at this boundless mountain that had undergone earth-shaking changes, Huang Pizi took a deep breath and lay on the ground piously facing it.
It knows that everything it owns depends on these two treasures, and it is also the owner of that gaze. Huang Pizi is full of respect and gratitude for all this. Without its existence, he might still be there at this time. The Pian jungle clan lives a life of carefully hunting rats, and maybe one day they will die in the jungle like the other brothers.
"Kaka, kakaka, kakakaka"
Huang Pizi can't pronounce the common syllables yet, so he can only mutter 'Ying Zheng' silently in his heart With the two unknown syllables of "Pre-Qin", I recalled that look in my mind, and silently appreciated everything with the most respectful gesture I knew.
Under the moonlight.
The palm-long little weasel knelt on the ground. When countless animals passed by here, they all shivered.
Especially those animals who saw the weasels all felt a great crisis. Even the wild wolves that used to be extremely arrogant and defiant to the sky and the earth now walked away with their butts between their legs.
The sun rises and sets.
The stars changed for six weeks.
Under the scorching sun, the weasel knelt in the open forest for six days and six nights.
Its mouth was dry, and it was almost dizzy from hunger and did not get up.
It wasn't until he was almost on the verge of death that the weasel stopped silently thanking him and slowly climbed up. At this time, ten days and nights had already passed.
Kneel on the ground to thank, and wait until he is almost dead before getting up. For an animal that has lived in the wild all its life, this is the greatest courtesy it knows.
After getting up, it took two steps, casually caught and killed an eyeless lynx, and had a feast.
Without running around, Huang Pizi returned to the archaeological excavation site. After waiting not long, he saw a team returning from the archaeological site.
Sneaking into someone's backpack, Huang Pizi yawned and took a ride. He planned to return to the ancient Xianyang Museum and wait for an opportunity to steal several other pills. .
What Huang Pizi didn’t expect was that just as he was lazily planning to return to the ancient Xianyang Museum, the old man Li Yunshan on the other side also brought the "Human Emperor Sutra" and five other cultivation methods. We walked back together towards the Ancient Xianyang Museum
The sun and the moon flew by.
On the vast earth, the vegetation has withered and flourished, and a small miracle is taking root and growing vigorously in the dust of ashes.
In the majestic city thousands of years ago, Ying Zheng would not have thought that the immortal thing he forged because of the marvelous ruins would take root and sprout thousands of years later, and make a small creature kneel down and bow its head, worshiping it sincerely for ten days. .
At this time, Ying Zheng was immersed in many incidents of his own.
The stars were sparse, the ancient earth had passed its hottest period, and the Xianyang City under the night was gone. After the scorching sun, there was already a hint of coolness.
The silver moonlight fell, the birds stopped chirping, and the cool wind blew down, soothing the land that had been burned and dried up.
The cool autumn wind is gradually taking over this land, but the undercurrent of the ancient land has not cooled down.
"There is an undercurrent of turmoil"
Starlight fell in the courtyard, and a tall old man sighed.
This person is none other than Meng Ao, one of the Great Qin Gods of War.
Six days have passed since the original Xianyang vision.
With the efforts of Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang, there were not many people talking about the grand event of that day in the entire Xianyang city.
The grand vision that covered the entire city that day in Xianyang City has been designated as an auspicious birth by them. It is related to national affairs and is naturally forbidden to ordinary people to discuss. After there was no discussion, the matter passed quickly, and the people seemed to have returned to their normal lives. Except for a few people who still talked about it after dinner, the entire Xianyang city returned to its former tranquility, even better than before. More active than before.
After all, the king who ascended the throne has triggered two kinds of auspiciousness in just two months. He also granted amnesty to the world and reduced taxes.
Although there have been measures to mobilize a large number of people to go to the Qilian Mountains, every person who went has received full rewards. What is more reassuring than this?
The people were very happy because of Ming Jun's accession to the throne, and felt that a stable and prosperous age was about to begin.
But in fact, anyone with a little bit of vision will know that the current situation in Xianyang City is not like this at all.
Not to mention stable, now the entire six countries are restless because of the grand vision above Xianyang City a few days ago.
I heard that the king of Wei crushed his favorite cup after hearing about this incident; King Han Henghui killed his favorite concubine; King Yan Xi urgently summoned all civil and military officials; Qi Wang Jian was also silent for a long time.
The kings of Zhao and Chu had a gloomy look on their faces. They got angry that day and issued a big order to execute everyone who spread this matter in the country. I heard that That day, the imperial city was filled with people.
"Hey, not only are there heads of people, but the people from Zhao and Chu have actually mobilized more than 100,000 troops to station at the border, and they are actually guarded by Li Mu and Xiang Yan personally? Didn't you look down on it before? Your Majesty, why should you be so cautious?”
Sneering, sitting in the cold courtyard, Meng Ao opened a jar of good old wine and poured it into the sea bowl. The amber old wine exuded a rich and extremely fragrant fragrance. Meng Ao raised his head and drank it.
“On the other hand, this old boy, Lu Buwei, took advantage of this opportunity and actually transferred Meng Wu away. In the name of defending the border, I heard that the boy from Wang Jian’s family was also transferred away?”
"What do you mean, transfer people away, are you worried that we will help the king?"
"Still you think I am old? Is it okay to stay here?"
There is a slight feeling in my heart. A little depressed, but Meng Ao's current state is still quite gratifying.
Because whether it was the scene at the enthronement ceremony or the breakthrough vision a few days ago, it was enough to prove that the king is a monarch with a bright future.
Especially when Meng Ao thought about the scene where he slapped Lu Buwei in the face at the enthronement ceremony, he still felt quite proud.
This is right, this is how powerful I am as the monarch of Great Qin!
It’s hard to say Mrs. Huayang. Although she is a female generation, she is still the root of Qin.
But why do you, an old man from Zhao State, dare to come to Da Qin and point fingers? Lu Buwei has long been displeased with him.
However, although he is proud and proud, the king's current situation should not be optimistic.
Nowadays, the whole Xianyang city is in turmoil. It is better that the original vision did not come out. Although Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang regarded the king as a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh, they still acted cautiously after all. Dare to take too many special measures.
But as soon as the vision came out, the cultivation of the Linghai Realm, tsk tsk tsk, this is not a simple matter.
The cultivation level of the Linghai Realm is definitely considered to be the top group among the Qi Refiners in the world.
No matter where he goes, he must be extremely polite. Even when he came to the army, he was treated with courtesy by Meng Ao.
But when this spiritual sea realm qi refiner is the monarch of Great Qin, the situation is different.
Among the Seven Kingdoms, I have never heard of a monarch who is a Qi Practitioner in the Linghai Realm. At most, he is only in the Foundation Establishment Realm.
This is no longer a matter of being respected by other forces.
But other people will flock here.
There is a king in the Linghai Realm sitting in the Great Qin Dynasty. He is still a young king. He can tell with his feet how many people in the world will flock to him.
Even those high-ranking Qi practitioners in the past may be moved by it.
Anyone who is not blind will clearly understand the power of it. It is only a matter of time before King Qin grows up.
Facing this situation, the Six Nations will inevitably look ugly.
The Six Kingdoms just looked ugly, but Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang didn’t have much time to wait any longer!
It has only been half a year since he took the throne, but he has already grown to such an extent. Who else can endure this terrifying suppression?
"We have to find a way."
After finishing a jar of wine, Meng Ao's eyes did not show any hint of drunkenness, but instead shone with a faint cold light.
As a general of the Qin Dynasty in the Three Dynasties, Meng Ao did not want to see the Qin Dynasty continue to be in such chaos, but it was really difficult for him to take action.
As the orthodox successor of the Qin Dynasty, Meng Ao was naturally loyal to Yingzheng and the Qin Dynasty. This is why he never favored Lu Buwei or Mrs. Huayang after the deaths of King Xiaowen and King Zhuang Xiang. One of the reasons.
The main reason why Meng Ao never took sides is that military strategists are a taboo in the country.
Because if the regime changes, at most a number of civil servants will die, but if the military is also involved, it is destined to be an unprecedented disaster.
Since the time of King Zhaoxiang, the foundation of the Qin Dynasty has been a tyrannical army.
Since the death of Wu'an Jun Bai Qi, most of the burden of the Qin army has fallen on him. Recently, Wang Jian finally came out to share the burden.
The six countries have long been eyeing Da Qin. At this time, they have long been eager to weaken Da Qin's strength through the dispute between Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang.
If he really takes sides, no matter what the final result is, it will definitely be an unprecedented blow to Da Qin's military strength.
Fortunately, Wang Jian is also smart and has not been swayed by the temptation of Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang.
But now seeing such a stunning king, Meng Ao's determination can't help but waver a little
< br>Drinking a swig of wine, Meng Ao silently analyzed the current situation in Daqin under the moonlight.
And just when he was analyzing carefully.
The old housekeeper who was responsible for guarding the door suddenly appeared silently outside the courtyard, bowed slowly and spoke softly.
"My lord."
"We have a visitor."
Meng Ao's eyes narrowed slightly, his head covered with loose robes, under the silvery moon, without wind.
Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang's visitors had already been rejected by him, and they would definitely not come so late at night.
As a veteran who has followed him for decades, the old butler naturally cannot understand his thoughts.
"Let him in."
"Yes."
The old housekeeper withdrew silently.
But not too long.
In the darkness outside the door, a vague figure flashed out, bowing respectfully.
"I am a lower official, Hongwu."
"I have met General Meng."
(End of this chapter)