Da Qin: Mythology and Immortal Cultivation, Starting with the Lu Sisters

Chapter 15: Hearing a hundred times is worth meeting once, the world is so prejudiced!

Xianyang City.

Immortal Mansion of Immortality.

Accompanied by Xianyang Ling, Ying Zheng and Meng Tian had already arrived in this area and saw the vast and magnificent mansion in front of them.

Even in Xianyang City, there are few mansions that can compare with it.

Ying Zheng frowned and asked, "Meng Tian, ​​was this land really an open space before?"

No matter how he looked, he felt as if the Immortal Palace had been built here a long time ago.

In the blink of an eye, it rose from the ground, which was really a bit fantasy.

If this is the case, it is no wonder that Xianyang Ling and others thought it was a miracle.

"Report to Your Majesty!"

Meng Tian looked at the Immortal Palace with a complicated expression and said in a deep voice:
"According to various information reports, this place is indeed an open space, prepared to build a new prince's mansion. Recently, the foundation has been laid, and no mansion has been built."

As for the Immortal Palace of Immortality, its appearance is indeed a bit baffling.

How did the other party appear?
"Your Majesty, General Meng, this Immortal Palace really appeared directly under our noses. It almost scared our eyes out."

Compared to the doubts that Ying Zheng and Meng Tian felt just because of the appearance of the Immortal Palace of Immortality, Xianyang Ling actually had more say. He was completely stunned at that time.

If he hadn't slapped himself in time, he would have thought he was dreaming.

"Before, this Immortal Palace was filled with white cranes taking off, golden light blooming, fairy tower pavilions, rays of light rising, and white mist shrouding it."

Xianyang Ling was very excited and recounted the scene he had seen before.

He knew that the Immortal Palace in front of him was not as enchanting as before, so he quickly explained:
"As for the Immortal Palace in front of me, I saw it with my own eyes. The owner of the black dragon chariot, that is, the immortal, probably became so simple on purpose in order not to attract more attention."

This made both Ying Zheng and Meng Tian look a little more serious.

In this case, I am afraid it is really the work of an immortal.

Putting aside the fairy scene mentioned by Xianyang Ling, the sudden appearance of the Immortal Palace rising from the ground was enough to shock people.

Ying Zheng looked around. After his arrival, the Xianyang City defenders here had been replaced by the Imperial City Forbidden Army, and they were questioning one by one.

He would not believe it easily, and only after the black-armored soldiers from Heibingtai came to him and explained the situation, he reluctantly accepted the reality.

Indeed, it is the work of an immortal!
Ying Zheng took a deep breath, his eyes full of complexity.

Search and search, and you will find it is within easy reach.

For a moment, emotion was more than joy.

"Mengtian, let's go take a look."

After Ying Zheng said this, he walked towards the Immortal Palace of Immortality.

The Xianyang Order next to him quickly reminded: "Your Majesty, don't offend the immortal. The power of that sword is right here!"

He pointed frantically at the huge ravine over there. Ying Zheng and Meng Tian had seen it before and thought it was a place that had not been compacted and leveled.

Hearing what the Xianyang Order said, Meng Tian, ​​the general of the Qin Dynasty who was in charge of guarding, became vigilant.

I have never seen such sword power in my life.

"Your Majesty, I am responsible for protecting you!"

Under the protection of Meng Tian, ​​Ying Zheng came to the Immortal Palace of Immortality.

He looked up at the four small seal characters "Eternal Life Immortal Mansion", his expression changed, and he murmured:
"This is……"

Immediately, he took a deep breath.

It seemed that the master of the Immortal Palace really wanted to lure him here.

dong dong!

"Zheng, I'm here to visit you sir!"

Ying Zheng did not act like the First Emperor of the Qin Dynasty. He felt that the master of the Immortal Palace should be related to the Qin Dynasty.

Although the Qin Dynasty unified the six kingdoms and stipulated that the unified writing script should be Xiaozhuan, there are still remnants of the six kingdoms using the old script.

Not to mention, an otherworldly immortal.

The appearance of Xiaozhuan made Ying Zheng feel relieved a little bit from his nervousness.

Probably, it won't be too difficult to get along with.

Meng Tian observed the Immortal Mansion with vigilance, and he found that this building was indeed completely different from the ones he had seen.

He reached out his hand and touched it.

He tried hard but didn't leave a trace.

This shocked Meng Tian slightly. You must know that his strength is not small.Not to mention, he has experienced too many battles and practiced ancestral martial arts.

How is it possible, not a trace can be left on it.

His heart sank, and he thought to himself, it seems that this Immortal Palace is indeed a miracle.

After Meng Tian gathered his energy and guarded Ying Zheng's safety, the tall gate to the Immortal Mansion was opened directly.

"no one?"

Meng Tian subconsciously held the sword to resist possible threats.

However, he found no trace of anyone at all.

It's as if the other party doesn't exist and can't be found at all.

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and stepped into it.

Just now, there was indeed no one.

So, how did this door open?
He looked at Meng Tian, ​​who was confused and didn't know what was going on.

"Your Majesty, there are no mechanisms or traces of anyone walking."

Meng Tian looked carefully and found that there was indeed no one there.

If he hadn't known that this was the Immortal Mansion of Immortality, suspected to be the residence of an immortal, he would have suspected that there was a ghost.

This is so fucking outrageous.

Bang!

When Meng Tian and Ying Zheng looked at each other, the open door was closed directly.

This made them all look over subconsciously, but they still didn't see any mechanism.

Ying Zheng was silent for a while, with a smile on his face.

"Meng Tian, ​​we are finally at the right place."

Mountain darkly, vista.

Here, he can be sure that it is a miracle.

For Ying Zheng, no matter how magical and mysterious the Immortal Palace is, it is located in Xianyang City.

This means that he can come and explore the secrets at any time.

And the elixir of life will be the closest he can get in this life!
"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Meng Tian took a deep breath. He felt that he could not dwell on the magical and mysterious situation he saw in the Immortal Palace of Immortality, otherwise he would definitely become uneasy.

He has only one mission, which is to protect the safety of the First Emperor Ying Zheng.

Everything else is insubstantial.

Ying Zheng spread his arms, closed his eyes slightly, carefully sensed his surroundings, and calmed down his breathing.

For some reason, he felt that the air here was very fresh.

It will be very comfortable to stay here.

I just feel that my whole body is relaxed and there is no pressure.

He opened his eyes again, feeling that the fatigue that had tortured him for a long time was dissipated at this moment.

Ying Zheng stepped towards the main hall in front, with white mist shrouding both sides, making it difficult to distinguish clearly.

Only the main hall in front can be clearly seen.

Come to think of it, the Lord of the Immortal Palace is waiting there.

He couldn't wait to see each other.

Immortal, only when he truly sees the other person can he be truly sure.

For a long time, searching for the immortal's location and obtaining the elixir of immortality have become his obsession.

Now, his heart ailments are about to be cured, making his steps brisk.

Meng Tian followed closely, a little surprised at Ying Zheng's change.

He looked around and found that the palace was magnificent and magnificent. Even the Xianyang Palace had never been so magnificent.

And inside, a figure in white stood there with his hands behind his back.

A wisp of hot air rose from the spout of the teapot on the table in front of him.

"His Majesty the First Emperor, it is better to meet once than to hear about it a hundred times. It seems that the world is biased against you..."

(End of this chapter)