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

Chapter 251: The Golden Cicada and the Buddha confront each other; the plague dissipates, and the King of Qin uses the Tyrant Crossbow to destroy Qi
Why does Pudu Xianshi respect the golden cicada so much? It is because when it was still a piece of white meat on a plate, it once saw the golden cicada pointing at the noses of all the Buddhas in the sky and cursing at everyone during the Ullambana Festival of the Western Paradise Buddhist sect.

Above the clouds at Hangu Pass.

The dark and skinny Buddha's hand was slightly bent, holding the golden cicada in the palm of its hand.

One hundred thousand densely packed mouths opened and closed at the same time.

A nine-meter-long crack suddenly appeared at the tip of the Buddha's middle finger.

The flesh was torn.

An eye with a golden pupil suddenly appeared.

After his eyeballs rolled around, they stared at Jin Chan, whose mind was wandering.

"This time it's actually the Western Heaven Buddhist Sect, and it's not an illusion anymore. Brother Jin, I'm sorry!"

Tang Qianyan tightly grasped the Qingtan in his hand, and was ready to throw it out with a ruthless heart, sealing the golden cicada inside.

However, if you want to open the Bronze Palace again next time, you will still need the two treasures of the Central Plains: the national fortune of the seven countries and the morale of nearly a million soldiers.

And just when Yan in front of the hall was about to take action.

A golden Zen staff and four demon-subduing pestles suddenly shot out from the eyeball in the Buddha's hand.

The Zen staff instantly pierced through Tang Qianyan's chest, and the demon-subduing pestle locked his limbs. Blood spurted out of his mouth, and Buddhist scriptures covered his whole body, making him unable to even move a finger.

"A walking corpse of rotten flesh dared to deceive my Buddhist disciples to fight against the Jiufang Heavenly Palace. He really overestimated his own abilities. Amitabha!"

The mouths on the Buddha's hands spoke at the same time.

"Jin Chan, since you have entered Buddhism, you are my disciple. You cannot escape or break free from this karma."

"My Buddha is infinite and merciful. When you return to the Buddhahood, I will open my Western Heavenly Buddha Gate and forgive you for the sins you committed before."

Finished.

I saw a drop of golden Buddha's tears, like melted gold, flowing out of the eye and dripping towards the golden cicada.

This drop of Buddha's tears contains the great Buddhist scriptures. Just one drop can make a person become a Buddha instantly.

"Brother Jin, get out of the way."

Tang Qianyan, unable to move, used up his last bit of strength to shout towards Jin Chan in the distance.

But unfortunately, this drop of Buddha's tear seemed to stand still in time, and fell towards the golden cicada at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ten meters, nine meters.
Until it was one meter above the cicada's head.

The ten heads of the golden cicada opened their eyes at the same time.

The nine bodies melted instantly and turned into liquid meat as if they had been boiled in boiling water for three days and three nights.

The three flowers that had already taken shape in the Nirvana Palace began to wither and turn yellow. A gentle breeze blew them away and they scattered in all directions.

The three corpses that were about to be chopped off also grew back.

He dodged sideways, escaped from the Buddha's hand, and stood suspended in the air.

"Jin Chan, what are you doing? You are a disciple of my Xitian Buddhist sect, why don't you help me, Buddha?"

At this time, the sound coming out of the Buddha's mouth is no longer solemn and awe-inspiring.

Instead, he was filled with anger and rage.

"Buddha? He's just a meat-eating monster, worse than a mortal!"

The golden cicada that had recovered could actually have controlled the critical point of becoming an immortal long ago. It was just that when his consciousness was wandering in the universe, he was delayed for a while by talking to someone. Otherwise, the Buddhist sect would never have had the opportunity to take advantage of him.

However, the guidance from the heavenly palace was interrupted, and a karmic fire suddenly broke out on Mount Sumeru in Chang'an, burning all the pagodas and Buddha statues, and even the temples that had already appeared were reduced to ashes.

The phantom shattered in mid-air, and everything returned to calm.

"Jin Chan, you have betrayed Buddhism twice. Buddha will never forgive you, never."

The Buddha's hand, burning with red fire, angrily pressed down towards the golden cicada.

But it was like a cloud passing by, without causing any ripples, and eventually dissipated in the air.

"Swallow, eat it quickly."

Jin Chan immediately hugged Tang Qianyan who was about to fall, then swung the fish belly in his hand, cut off a piece of shoulder meat and fed it into the other's mouth.

Although he was a walking corpse, he was seriously injured and eroded by the Buddha's light, which almost cost him his life.

Gollum~
As the last movement in his throat ended, Tang Qianyan, who had eaten the cicada meat, returned to normal.

"Brother Jin, you almost scared me to death. Is this the critical point of becoming an immortal? He really has the demeanor he had back then."

Looking at the red mole between Jin Chan's eyebrows and the faint colorful light emanating from his body, Tang Qianyan remembered his close friend who used flesh as a door and bones as a lock to seal the Jiufang Palace alone.

"Alright, let's get started. I only borrowed seven days from him to reach the critical point of becoming an immortal!"

Say it.

Jin Chan is seen with his right foot raised to his knee, his left foot hanging naturally, his right index and middle fingers supporting his right cheek, his left hand hanging down, his head lowered and his body leaning to the side in meditation, sitting in a half-lotus position.

His body suddenly grew a hundred feet taller, with a colorful halo hanging behind his head.

With his eyes half open, he looked down through the clouds at the plague raging below Hangu Pass.

huh~~
Tang Qianyan first raised his head and let out a long breath, then stretched out his right hand and pointed two fingers to the sky.

"Swish the sword to cut through the clouds, and all the princes will return!"

"Zhongyuan, Emperor's Sword!"

As Tang Qianyan finished speaking, a hundred-foot-long stone sword the same size as the golden cicada appeared on his fingertips.

Different from the phantom heavy sword that Zhao Guizhen had used before, what came this time was the real Emperor's Sword.

It was the divine weapon that followed the Emperor Lin Yao to fight for the world.

"Brother Jin, I'm about to start!"

A loud bang louder than thunder exploded in the sky.

With this sword strike, the golden cicada, which was on the verge of becoming an immortal, was split into countless pieces.

Of course, this is because Jin Chan focused the Buddha's light into one point, turning his body into a mortal body.

And at this time.

Xiang Yu on the ground, after sensing the unusual movement in the sky, immediately called for people to come up to the tower.

Although the tower was half-destroyed at this time and could not continue to grow, and its power was only one-tenth of what it was, it could still shoot out countless black iron arrows and flying knives from its body.

These arrows and flying knives covered the sky, pierced through the clouds, and minced the golden cicada's flesh into minced meat and blood foam.

"Six hundred and seventy thousand soldiers, Overlord!"

"Six hundred and seventy thousand soldiers are defeated!"

Xiang Yu with double pupils and Li Cunxiao, one of the Thirteen Guardians, attacked the sky at the same time, dispersing the broken flesh and blood.

Snapped!
A drop of blood fell to the ground.

Without anyone noticing, a fly suddenly shed the plague virus from its body.

Followed by.

Blood rained down, mixed with sesame-sized pieces of meat.

"I, I don't seem to be hot anymore!"

A soldier with a high fever, blurred consciousness and festering body had already quietly prepared to die.

But who would have thought that the blood rain pouring on his body would instantly clear his dizzy head.

Even the skin ulcers were improving at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The gods have sent down nectar to save us. May God bless our Great Qin! May God really bless our Great Qin!"

The rumor of the rain from heaven spread quickly among the army.

One spreads to ten, ten spreads to a hundred, a hundred spreads to a thousand
soon.

Regardless of whether they were infected with the plague or not, all the soldiers rushed out of their tents, letting the blood drench them.

Some unconscious people were forcibly picked up by their colleagues and thrown into the open space outside the tent.

Time passes day by day.

The rain of blood and flesh first started to fall from outside the pass, and then gradually spread.

Until it covered the inside and outside of Hangu Pass.

The sky at this moment.

The broken flesh and blood of Jin Chan had reorganized into ten bodies, allowing Tang Qianyan to chop them into pieces with the Emperor's Sword.

Reborn, chopped into pieces, reborn, chopped into pieces, over and over again, endlessly.

On the ground, Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao also worked tirelessly, constantly waving their weapons.

Although the blood of the golden cicada dripped into his mouth, his cheeks became pale and sunken, and his body became thin due to the excessive overdraft of his military energy.

However, the two seemed to be competing with each other, and neither of them wanted to be the first to stop.

Seven days later.

When the last drop of blood merged into the soil, the clouds dispersed and the sun shone on the earth again.

The entire Hangu Pass seemed to be covered with a red coat.

No one found the taste of blood unbearable; all were filled with joy at having survived the disaster.

"Brother Jin, it's over!"

Tang Qianyan held the naked and unconscious Jin Chan in his arms and quietly descended from the sky. Then he walked around the crowd and returned to the tent. He gently placed the Jin Chan on the bed and covered him with a quilt.

Look left, look right.

"Strange, where is the Emperor's Seal hidden?"

Tang Qianyan scratched his head and asked in confusion.

And on the other side at this time.

In the tent of the King of Qin.

Ying Lou sat quietly on the Black Water Dragon Chair.

Although he didn't say a word, the air in the tent had frozen to freezing point.

Those deep, narrowed eyes were like the cold light on a sword.

now.

Everyone could see that the King of Qin was angry, and extremely angry.

Even when Ying Qi and Zhao Ji rebelled and established their country, it was not like this before.

Even Zhao Gao, who had been taking care of Ying Lou, was so scared that he lowered his head and trembled all over.

"Your Majesty, are you sure this was done by Qi State and not a sudden natural disaster?"

Li Si held the jade tablet in both hands, bowed to Ying Lou who was sitting on the dragon throne, and asked.

Unlike other officials who were so scared that they dared not say a word, Li Si never cared about the Qin King's mood and would speak up when he had something to say.

"Queqiaotian, the most unique weapon in the Central Plains from Qi!"

Ying Lou opened his mouth slightly, and although his words were brief, they explained everything.

Qi is taking revenge on Qin.

"Such a sinister thing could actually wipe out the Central Plains' army? Is the King of Qi planning to make the Central Plains barren and the people exterminate all their families?"

An old minister of the Qin State had a grim face. If it weren't for this bloody rain, everyone, including the King of Qin, would have died at Hangu Pass.

"Your Majesty, our Great Qin is the pinnacle of the Central Plains and the hegemon of the seven kingdoms. We must send troops to attack Qi without delay. This time we must destroy Qi and bring Tian Jian to Xianyang to apologize to the world."

Everyone said indignantly.

The horror of plague has been listed as one of the natural disasters since ancient times.

Although it is different from drought and flood, if you are not careful, it will cause a lot of fish to swim.

By then, farmlands will be barren, business will stagnate, and the Central Plains will be as depressed as the world.

"Draft an imperial decree. Seal off the city of Xianyang. All people in the surrounding area must move to Duyi. No one except Heibingtai can enter the city!"

"This time, I will directly destroy the capital of Qi, Linzi."

Ying Lou suddenly stood up, waved his sleeves behind him, and spoke in a stern voice.

But among the people present, except Li Si, no one understood what Ying Lou was going to do!

"Your Majesty, you said before that the people are the foundation of the country. If you harm the people, you harm the country. If the Qin State's unique weapon in the Central Plains is just to vent your anger, it is unnecessary!"

Li Si looked up. In his opinion, Ying Lou would never be a king who would be blinded by anger.

At this time, everyone else shook their heads, wondering if they had heard it wrong.

Qin. Tyrant Crossbow!

It is said that this unique weapon of the Qin State in the Central Plains can penetrate mountains and cut rivers if 100,000 men pull the bowstrings; it can destroy the capital if 1 million men pull the bowstrings; and it can destroy the country with a single arrow if 5.5 million men pull the bowstrings day and night for ten years.

But it is very demanding on the people pulling the strings, and they will all die of exhaustion afterwards.

Therefore, even though the four countries united to attack Qin, the King of Qin at that time never thought of taking action.

Even the former god of war King Zhao had never thought of this.

"My lord, you want the Meng family army to..."

An old minister did not dare to say the word "sacrifice".

"No, you don't have to worry. I will not let my subjects of the Great Qin make sacrifices."

Yinglou sat down and asked Zhao Gao to start drafting the edict.

"From today on, everyone will stay at Hangu Pass. Black Ice Terrace will send one person to Sanguan Pass as fast as possible, and ask Lü Buwei, who has retreated southward, to return to Hangu Pass to discuss the destruction of Qi."

The bet with Lu Buwei on destroying Qi can now begin, but Ying Lou is confident that in a few months, he will be the winner.

dark night.

Jin Chan was still lying on the bed, sleeping soundly, while Tang Qianyan stayed by his side without leaving.

Although he searched every corner of the tent for most of the day, he still couldn't find the emperor's seal.

"General Jin, I, Zhao Gao, come to see you!"

Sudden.

Zhao Gao, holding the order from King Ying Lou, appeared outside Jin Chan's tent with his back bent.

"Ahem, ahem, come in!"

Tang Qianyan covered Jin Chan's head with a quilt, then put on the skins of thousands of people, coughed twice, and called Zhao Gao in.

"General Jin, the king has ordered you to bring this prince back to Xianyang as soon as possible. As for what to do, the king has not told me yet!"

"Go back to Xianyang? I get it, you can leave now!"

After Zhao Gao left.

Yan spread out the royal edict in front of the hall. After reading it once, he found that it only said "Xianyang is closed, and all people in the surrounding area are moved to Duyi."

"Could it be that they are planning to use the Tyrant Crossbow?"

Yan was sitting on a chair in front of the hall with his legs crossed, his chin resting on his left hand, and a wine bowl in his right hand, talking to himself.

This unique weapon of the Qin State in the Central Plains was originally named "Ba Nu" and was named by Tang Qian Yan when he was Lin Yao.

The reason why it is called this name is because this thing is extremely domineering.

Even the Emperor's Sword cannot match it in terms of power.

"Have you finished reading?"

I saw that Jin Chan had stood up without knowing when.

"I've read it, I've read it, Brother Jin, the King of Qin is planning to let you pull the string of the Tyrant Crossbow alone!"

Tang Qianyan threw the royal edict to Jin Chan, then took out an empty bowl and filled it with wine.

"Let's try it. You can't let the people of the Great Qin go!"

Jin Chan didn't even look at Wang Zhao, but took the wine bowl and drank it in one gulp.

"I'll go with you. I wanted to see the true power of this thing back then."

Tang Qianyan rubbed his palms, looking a little excited.

After all, regarding the Tyrant Crossbow, he had only seen a scene where 50,000 people pulled the string and shot it towards the Heavenly Palace.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Xiao Luoyang opened the curtain and walked in, with a faint red light in his misty eyes.

On the first day of the seven-day bloody rain, Xiao Luoyang came to look for Jin Chan, but found that the tent was empty. Even Tang Qianyan was missing. Then he understood everything.

"Little girl, I have to go back to Xianyang now and will leave soon. If it is inconvenient for you in the army, you can go back to Yinglou."

"I want to go back with you."

Xiao Luoyang stood where he was and spoke.

　Regarding the bet between Lü Buwei and Ying Lou to destroy Qi, Chapters 171 and 172

　　
　
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