I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

Chapter 153 Golden Cicada? Yinglou?
Going down along the secret passage of Lanshu Tower, about a hundred meters deep, you will find the underground palace built by the previous king himself for Ying Tower.

In the entire Qin State, no more than five people knew the existence of this place.

then.

After learning that Ying Lou had another body, the late king made two bold decisions.

The first was to make Ying Lou the crown prince, and this decision was unanimously opposed by 90% of the ministers in the court at the time.

They believed that a child who was drowsy all day and might die of illness in bed at any time was not qualified to inherit the throne of the crown prince of the Qin Dynasty.

Even though Ying Lou's national fortune far exceeded that of King Zhao of Qin, who was known as the God of War.

But in the minds of these people, if Ying Lou inherits the throne in the future, the Qin State will surely decline and become weak, and may even be cannibalized by the other countries, leading to its destruction.

Of course.

There were also people who remained silent, neither opposing nor agreeing, and among these people were Lü Buwei, Chang Lingjun, and Bai Qi.

In the end, the late king, against all odds, made Ying Lou the crown prince.

On the second day after Ying Lou became the crown prince, the late king secretly ordered the construction of this underground palace under the Lanshu Tower.

But then again, the Qin, Zhao and Tang states were in a constant war of life and death for many years.

If there were not two countries between Qin and Southern Wilderness, the former king would definitely send troops to sweep across Southern Wilderness, even if he had to dig three feet into the ground to find the golden cicada for Ying Lou.

a few minutes ago.

As soon as Ying Lou arrived at the underground palace, he placed the box containing the golden cicada's heart on the ground, and then sat quietly on the cold dragon chair made of jade.

at the same time.

In the small courtyard on the other side, Qingtan also obediently stretched out a few thick tentacles and swallowed the golden cicada on the bed in one gulp, leaving no bone behind.

As for the heart in the underground palace, when Jin Chan left it behind, he first wanted Li Xin to take it to Ying Lou and use it as emergency medicine.

The second reason was to be prepared for any unexpected event. If an unpredictable accident occurred in Chang'an that day, the fish belly and Qingtan would be discarded and reborn from this heart.

Fortunately, during those few days in Chang'an, there were no major incidents and everything went smoothly.

“This feels a bit weird!”

After waking up, Jin Chan picked up the fish belly on the ground and carefully peeled off Ying Lou's face.

Then he took out the skins of a thousand people from the bag and integrated them into it.

Three thousand human skins, one was destroyed in the Wolong Temple in Shudu, and one was destroyed by Li Tai in the Daming Palace.

Now only this last one is left.

Jin Chan stood quietly beside the dragon throne, his hands and fish-belly sword covered in blood.

Looking at Ying Lou's faceless body, only the squirming muscles and the intricate blood vessels and ligaments were exposed.

Especially on the face, only cartilage and broken mucous membrane were left, exposed to the air, and blood continued to flow out of it, staining the surrounding ground red.

The feeling of cutting off one's own face is indeed indescribable.

After scratching his wrist with the fish belly, Jin Chan quickly lifted up Ying Lou's body and forced the blood into Ying Lou's mouth.

But unexpectedly, after the blood was poured into his mouth.

Although Ying Lou's skin was gradually healing, the speed was slower than expected.

"It seems that we still need to eat?"

Jin Chan frowned. His mood, which should have been happy, suddenly became a little strange for some reason.

The morning light is dim and dawn is approaching.

Inside the Lanshu Tower, the door leading to the underground palace was slowly pushed open.

"Your Majesty!"

The book keeper and Li Xin turned their heads and called out at the same time.

While watching Ying Lou walk out of the underground palace with a smile on his face, the two of them had the same question in their hearts.

It's only been a few hours since we last met, but the King suddenly feels full of energy.

The whole person seems to be different from usual.

Although I can't tell exactly what has changed, I always feel like they are two different people.

"Xin, gather all the relatives of the Ying clan near Xianyang City and come to the ancestral temple to see me!"

Ying Lou flicked his sleeves, then sat on the chair and gave instructions to Li Xin.

"As ordered!"

Although Li Xin was puzzled as to why the king wanted to summon the clan members at this time, he did not ask any more questions out of instinct as a subject. "Your Majesty, you will set out for the Qinling Dragon Vein tomorrow. Why summon the clan members at this time to cause trouble?"

Unlike Li Xin, the book keeper Huo Lao says whatever he thinks.

After all, among the current Ying clan, less than 10% are loyal to Ying Lou.

The rest of the descendants of the Ying family all had their own ulterior motives. Some had already sided with Ying Qi and Zhao Ji, and some even had the idea of ​​establishing themselves as king.

However, those who want to establish themselves as kings have no intention of usurping the throne at present. They are just waiting for Ying Lou's death and then taking the throne through normal means.

However, all this is based on the premise that the baby in Huayang's belly is a girl and she has no national fortune.

"It's alright, Elder Huo. This time I climbed the dragon vein for the soldiers on the front line and for these clan members."

Ying Lou said with a smile, and his whole body felt relaxed in a way that the Book Keeper had never seen before.

Since the king said so, Huo Lao did not ask any more questions. After all, he was different from Li Xin. His duty was only to guard the Lanshu Tower and the underground palace below.

"My lord, the corner of your mouth!"

Just as Ying Lou stood up and prepared to set off for the ancestral temple, Li Xin, who was standing beside him, suddenly spoke.

"The corner of the mouth?"

Ying Lou stretched out his right thumb in confusion and rubbed it on both corners of his mouth.

"Nothing, just a little stain!"

Ying Lou looked at the bloodstain on his thumb and said lightly.

The ancestral temple of the Qin Ying clan is located about a few dozen miles west of Xianyang city, covering an area of ​​more than 500 acres.

Unlike the other six states in the Central Plains, the people of Qin did not yearn for the past.

The Qin kings of all generations placed all their thoughts and ambitions on expanding their territory, rather than relying on the protection and blessings of their ancestors.

Although the Qin people still established ancestral temples and had the tradition of worshipping their ancestors.

But this was only to unify the faith and consolidate the rule of the monarchy.

This time when going to the ancestral temple, Ying Lou did not choose to keep it secret.

Instead, he set out from the main gate of Apang Palace with a large number of black-armored guards and honor guards.

Such an action also surprised the civil and military officials in the court and the people of Xianyang City.

In their minds, this seemed to be the first time that Ying Lou went out in such a high-profile manner since becoming the King of Qin.

It took the team two full hours to finally arrive at the Qin ancestral temple.

"The last time I came here was probably the day I ascended the throne!"

Ying Lou, who got off the carriage, raised his head slightly, pushed aside the pearl curtain on his head and looked into the temple.

Behind him, two long rows of people were holding high black water dragon flags that fluttered in the wind, with drums and music playing all around.

Follow Qingu Road and keep walking inside.

Ying Lou walked with his back straight and his head held high, without a trace of fatigue on his face.

This unusual scene made the eunuchs serving him feel strange.

This was the first time they had seen such a king.

After entering the main hall.

Ying Lou first burned incense and bowed to the tablets of the Qin kings of all dynasties, then sat in the position of the patriarch, waiting for the arrival of the Ying clan.

After a long time.

Talents from the Ying clan came together.

The leader was an old man over 70 years old with gray hair and walking with a cane.

"Although you are the king of Qin, it seems that it is not your turn to sit in the position of clan leader in the ancestral temple!"

Bang.

The old man just stuck the walking stick in his hand to the ground.

He did not even bow to Ying Lou, but directly questioned him.

He even walked to Ying Lou's side and gestured for him to give up his seat.

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(End of this chapter)