Baojian

Chapter 851
"It seems that I am hopeless to break through..."

Qin Dongyuan sighed, with a sad expression on his face. He knew that although he was still a young man compared to Huangpu Wudi, he was actually old, and the blood in his body was not enough to support him to refine the pool of spiritual liquid.

If Qin Dongyuan forcibly refines like Qin Feng, the final result will not only fail to advance to the peak of Huajin, but will definitely explode and die.

"Boy, it's hopeless for you to break through the realm of Huajin." Huangpu Wudi cast a glance at Qin Dongyuan, and said, "But if you want to open up the meridians in your body and reach the peak of Huajin, it shouldn't be a big problem..."

"Huh? Are you willing to teach me the exercises?"

Qin Dongyuan looked at Huangpu Wudi in surprise. He knew that the opponent had some secret methods, but since they were secret methods, they were kept secret. Qin Dongyuan didn't expect to learn them.

"My lord said, I can pass it on to you..." Huangpu Wudi said, "But you have to make an oath that you will not pass this law on to another 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. Let someone tidy up here first..."

The bluestone plaza that was originally flat is now a mess.

There is no longer a complete piece of bluestone in the huge martial arts arena, as if it has been plowed by someone, and it will take a lot of effort to restore it to its original appearance.

"I knew I was looking for a barren mountain..."

Seeing the scene in front of him, Qin Feng also looked embarrassed. Before this, he really didn't expect that the full blow of himself and Qin Dongyuan would have such a great destructive power.

When they were about to leave, the Ninth Master suddenly walked up to Qin Feng, and Natou prostrated himself on the ground.

"Huh? Old man, why is this?" Seeing this man's behavior, Qin Feng quickly waved his hand to lift him up.

"Palace guard Yan Jiu, pay homage to the lord! Cough...cough cough..."

The old man worked very hard to straighten his chest, but the erosion of the years had already brought him to his old age. Before he could finish his two sentences, he coughed violently.

"Leave the two of you, and deal with those collapsed houses, Lao Jiu, let's go back and talk about things."

Huangpu Wudi supported his old brother, and the group walked to Huangpuqiao's residence at the end of the village. Among the eight Huajin warriors, two stayed behind to deal with the aftermath.

"You guys are really full of agencies here!" Walking in the village, Qin Feng would feel a sense of palpitation from time to time, but he couldn't see any clues when he looked at the place where he sensed danger.

"This kid just tinkers with these things all day long, otherwise he wouldn't be in the early stage of energy transformation..." Hearing Qin Feng's words, Huangpu Wudi gave his grandson an angry look.

In fact, Huangpuqiao's aptitude is not inferior to Huangpu Deyan, but he is too distracted, and he is behind his elder brother and third younger brother in terms of cultivation. Huangpu Wudi has nothing to do with him.

"Elder Huangpu, personal bravery cannot govern a country." Qin Feng shook his head and said: "The brave go to battle to kill the enemy, and the wise strategize. Both are indispensable."

"Your Majesty is absurd, I'm just a little clever..." Huang Puqiao saluted Qin Feng, at this time he no longer dared to underestimate Qin Feng, and his attitude was very respectful .

Moreover, Huang Puqiao also knew that the hidden weapon traps he had arranged could only slightly injure warriors in the late stage of Huajin, but they would not have any effect on people with Qin Feng's cultivation level.

"I think you have great wisdom!"

Qin Feng laughed when he heard the words. In his opinion, Huang Puqiao's ability is no less than that of Zhuge Kongming. Throughout the ages, who would dare to say that Zhuge Liang is clever?
A group of people talked and came to the place where Huangpuqiao lived, and Huangpuqiao's wife was still at home.

In fact, except for those who survived the catastrophe of Huangpu Wudi, most of the younger generations who were born later lived in this village.

"My lord, Yan Jiu has been looking forward to you..."

As soon as he entered the room, Lord Jiu knelt down to Qin Feng again with a "plop", with tears running down his face, "Yan Jiu was deeply favored by the emperor, but he couldn't keep the royal family safe. He really deserves death!"

"Jiu Ye, you must not 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..."

"My lord, when will the Sun and Li families be put down?" Yan Jiu raised her head, and said with a murderous look on her face, "This crippled body of Yan Jiu can still attack the lord's city, and be a vanguard officer..."

"Okay, Master Jiu, when the day of dispatching troops, you must be the vanguard officer..."

Hearing Yan Jiu's words, Qin Feng's eyes suddenly showed a trace of sadness, but he quickly covered it up, and Yan Jiu didn't see it.

Just when Qin Feng was supporting Yan Jiu, his right hand had already touched Yan Jiu's pulse. Qin Feng was startled when he felt the pulse.

Because Yan Jiu's pulse condition was extremely weak, and his vitality was supported by the last mouthful of true energy in his body. At this time, Yan Jiu's face was rosy and his voice was loud, it was clearly at the juncture of returning to the light.

Now Yan Jiu's beating heart can no longer drive other body skills, and she may die at any time.

"Old Jiu, sit down and talk!"

Huangpu Wudi nodded to Qin Feng unobtrusively, with a trace of sadness in his eyes. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer old buddies back then, Huangpu Wudi had no choice but to face it.

"Commander, you can't compete with me for the vanguard position!"

Hearing Huangpu Wudi speak, Yan Jiu turned his gaze to him, and said, "Who doesn't know that I, Yan Jiu, was the number one under your command back then? Commander, you want to give me this opportunity to make meritorious service..."

Yan Jiu's expression became more and more excited, he seemed to have returned to the military camp back then, and it seemed that he had come to the time when the four clans attacked the king's city and went to battle to kill the enemy, he could not dance by himself.

"Okay, I'll let you..."

Sensing that the old man's upgrade was getting weaker and weaker, Huangpu Wudi became more and more sad, and said: "When the Lord ascends the throne, you will be rewarded for meritorious deeds in the Golden Luan Hall, Lao Jiu, you must be the first!"

"Good, good! Good!!!"

Yan Jiu laughed loudly, said three good words in a row, and opened her angry eyes, but the expression in those eyes gradually dimmed, and all the strength in her body seemed to be taken away in an instant. There was no more life in the chair.

"Grandpa, Jiu...Master Jiu is gone..."

All the people present were Huajin warriors, so they could naturally sense the condition of Yan Jiu's body. Huang Puqiao even knelt down in front of Yan Jiu, and his voice started to sob.

Not only Yan Jiu, but also the rest of the Huajin warriors also knelt down one after another. As an old guard of the palace back then, Yan Jiu's prestige in the hearts of these people was second only to Huangpu Invincible.

What's more, these people were almost all grown up by Yan Jiu and others, and their feelings were very deep. Now that Yan Jiu is returning to the west, the room is suddenly filled with sadness.

"Qiao'er, go prepare for 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 100 years, Huangpu Wudi still couldn't bear life, old age, sickness and death. Every time the old man left, he was always very sad.

"Yes, Grandpa!"

Huang Puqiao stood up and bowed to Qin Feng, saying: "My lord, Huang Puqiao has taken Master Jiu home first, and after finishing the work of Master Jiu, come to serve the Lord..."

"Elder Huangpu, where are these old people buried when they passed away?"

Qin Feng suddenly asked, although he and Yan Jiu only had this relationship, but for some reason, at this moment, Qin Feng thought of the situation when his master died.

Hearing Qin Feng's question, Huangpu Wudi said: "They are all buried on the north side of the emperor's mausoleum. They were born as royals, and they will protect the former emperors even when they die..."

Although the King Qin City was breached and the royal family was overthrown, under the protection of the Qin family, the royal tomb was not damaged.

Next to the tombs of the royal family, there are often the tombs of the generals. This is also the rule that has been followed since Fusu ascended the throne in this space, and it has been like this for so many years.

"Huangpuqiao, you have something to do!"

Qin Feng pondered for a while, and said: "Allow a piece of land within the scope of the imperial mausoleum, but all the guards of the royal palace back then can be moved there, and the ones built here can be buried there in the future..."

"My 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 face full of fear and fear, and said repeatedly: "This... This does not conform to the regulations passed down by the ancestors!"

The imperial mausoleum can only bury the emperor, and the tombs of the ministers can protect the imperial mausoleum, but they must be out of the scope of the imperial mausoleum, otherwise it will be treasonous and suspected of seeking power and coercion.

"Elder Huangpu, don't need to say more."

Qin Feng waved his hand, and said softly: "You are all loyal and righteous generations of Daqin, you can't let Daqin down, and Daqin can't let you down, you can enjoy such glory..."

Although he had no intention of becoming emperor in this space, Qin Feng was really moved by people like Huangpu Wudi. He did this not to buy people's hearts, but to help the Qin royal family to give these people some compensation.

"Thank you so much, Lord, for your grace!"

Hearing Qin Feng's words, Huangpu Wudi, who was originally saddened by the death of his old brother, could no longer suppress the tears in his eyes. The old tears came out of his eyes, and he was already too excited to speak.

After more than two years of feudal rule, people like Huangpu Wudi have deeply planted the idea of ​​serving the country in their minds, and this concept can no longer be changed.

And Qin Feng's act of setting aside a piece of land in the imperial mausoleum to bury them, to Huangpu Wudi and others, it is definitely a great grace and supreme glory.

(End of this chapter)