Qin Renhuang just became an immortal, and you told me this is the prehistoric time

Chapter 221: A hundred schools of thought gather together all the great magical powers in the world, the Shroud of Chaos, harem intrigues, and the witch clan enters!
Integrating the Taoist traditions of various schools of thought was an idea Ying Xuan had long ago, but he never had the time or opportunity to implement it.

But the person who could accomplish this task, Ying Xuan, had already been chosen long before.

That is Fusu.

After all, whether in terms of righteousness or status, Fusu is the most suitable candidate.

Although there is another man named Gongzi Gao who is also suitable, although he is also Ying Xuan's elder brother, they are not biological brothers from the same mother.

The most important thing is that Gongzi Gao is not only connected with the various schools of thought, but also with the immortals and gods behind them.

This is also the reason why Ying Xuan chose Fusu.

In comparison, Fusu is more pure.

"Among the hundreds of schools of thought, there are people like Bei Mingzi and Xunzi. I'm afraid I am not sure I can suppress them." Fusu thought for a while, then said tactfully.

As mentioned before, Jiuzhou is not without great and powerful masters, it’s just that most of them live in seclusion.

Such as the Taoist Bei Mingzi of Taiyi Mountain, the Confucian Xunzi of Sanghai, and the former Qin State Master Huang Shigong who lived in seclusion in the mountains and disappeared... These people are all Taiyi Golden Immortals, and they are not just entering the Taiyi realm. Their cultivation is so deep that even Fusu is not sure of winning.

"I'll leave this to you."

However, after hearing Fusu's words, Ying Xuan just flipped his hand and took out a shroud from the luck space.

This was something he had obtained from the Qi Circulation Disk a long time ago and had lent to Fusu. Relying on the power of the shroud and his cultivation level of the Golden Immortal Realm, the latter escaped from Taiyi Mountain unscathed. During the last turmoil, he rushed back to Xianyang City and subdued the rebellious Li Si.

The shroud is not a strange thing. It was once used to wrap the corpses of two Chaos Demons. Therefore, it is tainted with some of the Chaos Demons' resentment. After years of evolution, it has become a treasure between a supreme treasure and a magic circle.

After unfolding, it can conceal the secrets of heaven and reproduce the power of the former Chaos Demon.

But this also comes with a price, that is, people with weak wills may have their minds torn apart by the evil spirit and resentment of the Chaos Demon God, and fall into obsession.

Ying Xuan had other treasures on him, and as the emperor of the Qin Dynasty, he rarely took action. In his hands, the shroud could only gather dust in the corner.

It would be better to hand it over to Fusu. With his current level of Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivation, he is capable of holding the shroud and unleashing its power.

Of course, Ying Xuan took out the two corpses of Chaos Demons from the shroud and put them into the earthen jar.

"The shroud!"

Fusu's heart skipped a beat as he took the shroud and looked at it. From the surface alone, one could not tell that this ordinary shroud was actually a treasure that was in no way inferior to an innate spiritual treasure.

After hesitating for a moment, he could not help but ask, "Your Majesty, are you really going to give this to me?"

Fusu had been in charge of the shroud for a period of time, so he knew very well how terrifying power this seemingly ordinary shroud contained.

Even compared with those innate spiritual treasures, it is not inferior at all.

"nature."

Ying Xuan nodded without any emotion, looked at Fusu and said, "You should announce your departure tomorrow, and then wait for my order. I will hold a court meeting after the coronation ceremony and announce the news of holding the Hundred Schools Conference in Sanghai."

Such a grand event where all the philosophers gather together cannot be left to the philosophers to host on their own. Otherwise, where is the dignity of the imperial court?
"promise."

Fusu said nothing more and bowed to accept the order.

Upon seeing this, Ying Xuan nodded, and seemed to ask Fusu about some details of the breakthrough, intentionally or unintentionally.

Fusu did not hide anything when talking about some precautions in condensing the five energies and comprehending the laws of heaven and earth. Ying Xuan's eyes showed a hint of strangeness when he heard it.

……

at this time.

Xianyang Palace, the harem. In the palace shrouded in mist, Mi Li, dressed in a light gauze, stood in front of the window sill, gazing at the sky that was gradually covered by darkness again, in silence.

"My Lady, I have found out that the noise tonight was caused by the eldest son coming out of seclusion."

A palace maid hurried into the palace and then whispered, "Also, it seems that His Majesty also went to the eldest son's mansion tonight."

"In addition, several ministers were also alarmed and are protecting the eldest prince in the city."

Hearing this, Mi Li shook her head and said calmly, "It's a lie to protect the eldest master. I think you are guarding against me causing trouble."

Now, as Ying Xuan became more and more secure in his position as the second emperor of Qin, he had gradually come under complete control of the court, both inside and outside.

Only the harem is left... This is an area that is difficult for Ying Xuan to handle.

But fortunately, the human race has always had the tradition of burying people alive with their dead, so troubles in the harem are only a matter of time.

Now, with the gradual completion of the renovation of the Lishan Imperial Mausoleum, this trouble is almost completely gone.

"Your Majesty, have they noticed it?" The palace maid was startled and her face turned pale.

She was Mi Li's close associate, so she naturally knew very well what the latter had done.

Whether it was Li Xin's rebellion or the Lishan riot... Mi Li's shadow was behind them.

Otherwise, how could a dignified Marquis of Longxi be easily persuaded?

"It's just a perception, but no actual proof yet. The only person we need to be on guard against is Yang Rui. His third eye is still a bit troublesome." Mi Li said softly.

She knew very well that the reason why Yang Rui took the post of the Chief Justice at this time, besides the death of Bao Yun, was also because Ying Xuan wanted to use the Yang family's third eye to monitor the entire Xianyang city.

"Then let's..." The little maid hesitated.

"The plan remains unchanged." Mi Li said lightly.

Being buried alive means death. She doesn't want to die, and she doesn't want to just sit there and do nothing. Naturally, she has to struggle hard to get a chance to survive.

Most importantly, who says she has no chance of winning?

"Use the totem to send a message to those guys who are still lingering in Chu, and tell them to prepare for an uprising immediately. It doesn't matter how many people they can recruit, as long as they can start an uprising!" Mi Li narrowed her eyes slightly.

The unrest in Sanchuan, the breach of the western border...these are just appetizers, and the real main course are those sons of destiny who are favored by heaven!

"But, Your Majesty, what's the use of this?" The little palace maid looked confused.

"it works."

Mi Li's eyes flickered as she watched the darkness take over the sky again. She said calmly, "Let the witch tribe, who have been watching from the sidelines, have no choice but to continue to stand by and watch!"

"Those guys in Chu who are lingering on have no way to force Qin II to shift his attention, but if it is the Wu Clan, they have the qualifications!"

The words fell!

The little palace maid was still confused. To her, the term "Witch Clan" was too far away and therefore difficult to understand.

But only those who truly stand at the top of the Three Realms know what the word "Witch Clan" means.

"Qin Er Shi, I am a woman who has lost her husband, so I am naturally no match for you, the Emperor of the Great Qin. But now that the witch tribe has gotten involved...what can you do next?"

Mi Li had an expressionless face as she slowly walked towards the tent, and gradually lay down with her slender and graceful body curves.

Just like the setting sun...the Great Qin Dynasty.

(End of this chapter)