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

Chapter 282 The Sixth Central Plains Special Weapon: Shi Meiyu; Xiao Luoyang's Fate
On that day in the sky above Hangu Pass, after Wu Zhuolei devoured ten thousand Xuanmen monks in the Bronze Heavenly Palace, he gathered the Five Qis to the Origin, gave birth to the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head, and killed the three corpses of heart and desire, thus achieving great perfection and attaining the state of emptiness and spirituality.

But even so, Bai Longju still sneered at it and looked at it with disdain.

He even said, "For a mortal to become an immortal is like a dog calling its mother or a pig farming!"

North of Xianyang City, on the banks of the Wei River.

"Why did you come to Yuetan Mountain to look for the little girl?"

Jin Chan lowered his hands, seemingly naturally, but they were moved next to the Fish Belly Sword.

"Pick Miss Luoyang's immortal fruit and let the Yuetan Mountain ascend to heaven, becoming a new heavenly palace."

Li Er's calm words instantly made Jin Chan, who was ten steps away, burst into murderous intent.

Place five fingers lightly on the hilt of the sword. If something unexpected happens, cut it in half with one sword.

"General Jin, please don't get angry. Things are not what you think!"

Li Er raised his hands and placed them in front of his chest.

This look of weakness seemed to indicate that he was really afraid that Jin Chan would chop him with the sword.

"Picking the immortal fruit does not mean Miss Luoyang's life, but her chance to join the immortal class."

"You mean the little girl doesn't have to die?" Jin Chan was delighted.

"That's not the case. What's to die must die."

At this moment, Jin Chan really wanted to chop the old man's head into four pieces with one sword.

"Are you kidding me?"

After pulling out the fish belly, Jin Chan walked forward step by step with a cold face.

"General, you have misunderstood. Let me explain it to you slowly."

"Ms. Luoyang's fate is not so much broken as it is completely without a future. Whether she picks the immortal fruit or ranks among the immortals, her fate will come to an end at that moment."

"Miss, you are just like the broken hemp rope. From the beginning, there is only half of it. The end is the ascension in broad daylight. To fill the fate, you just need to connect the hemp rope with another section. However, this kind of thing that writes the destiny of a person is not something that ordinary people can easily do."

Although Jin Chan was a little confused by Li Er's words, he had a general idea of ​​what they meant.

"Is there any way to increase the chances of filling the fate?"

When Jin Chan asked this question, he felt a little nervous.

With a 10% chance, this is tantamount to seeking death.

"almost none!"

Li Er answered decisively without any hesitation.

huh~~~
Upon hearing this, Jin Chan let out a long sigh, and suddenly an inexplicable fatigue surged into his heart.

"If that little girl really ascends to become an immortal, does that mean her fate will be renewed?"

If this fate really cannot be filled, it might be a good idea to let little Luoyang ascend to become an immortal.

Even if he entered the Jiufang Heavenly Palace, it was still much better than dying without leaving even a trace of flesh and blood.

"Don't say it!"

"Can't tell?"

Jin Chan looked sullenly as he once again examined the old Taoist priest in front of him. He vaguely felt that the other party was hiding something from him.

"To ascend to heaven is to shed your mortal bones. How can a mortal like me know what will happen after that? However, according to the current fate, Miss Luoyang will probably die on the day she ascends to heaven."

"and"

Li Er did not continue speaking, but just raised his hand and pointed toward the sky.

Boom, boom
Dull rumbles of thunder roared wildly thousands of feet above the clouds.

The coverage is so wide that it is even more powerful than that of Thunder Ancestor that day.

And this is just an unformed form.

"Go back and continue preparing for the little girl's fate. When you are ready, come to my house to find me. If you dare to come here without permission, I will tear down your Taoist temple on Yuetan Mountain."

Jin Chan waved his hand, left Li Er behind, and walked towards the back door of the mansion.

"Jin Chan, Jin Chan, you are still as arrogant as before!"

After Jin Chan left, Li Er stood alone by the river and whispered a few words.

It is now late February.

More than ten days have passed since Jin Chan returned to Xianyang.

Although Jin Chan returned to his residence in Xianyang these days, he never opened the door to see anyone.

Even the brothers Meng Yi and Meng Tian, ​​who came here because of his reputation, were turned away.

After all, there is a turbulent situation in the court now, and everyone can see that Lu Buwei seems to be making a big move.

Jin Chan also didn't want to cause Ying Lou any more troubles during the period before the coming-of-age ceremony.

Although Lu Buwei is still the prime minister and a powerful official of the Qin Dynasty, his style of doing things is no longer the same as before.

This also led to many ministers and members of the Ying clan who were loyal to Ying Lou jointly impeaching him.

However, Lu Buwei seemed to not care about it and continued to do as he pleased.

Even in the city of Xianyang, where there were originally only a few hundred merchants from all over the Central Plains, the number has now increased to several thousand.

"Boy, I'm back."

A roar of horses and dragons came from overhead, and a white dragon colt was seen stepping on a flying swallow, leaping down from the sky and stopping steadily in the center of the Jin Mansion's courtyard.

"Where's the disease?"

Looking at the empty horse's back, Jin Chan was a little worried that the old white-haired man had abandoned Su Quji halfway.

"That kid said he was going to report to the King of Qin, so I threw him at the city gate."

"Damn it, I'm so exhausted from this trip. Hurry up and bring me some jars of good wine to quench my thirst."

This trip took Bai Longju and Su Quji a full half month.

For the White Dragon Horse, which could travel thousands of miles in one night, this was indeed beyond Jin Chan's expectations.

Gulp, Gulp

After drinking three jars of good wine, Bai Longju patted his belly contentedly and prepared to tell what he had seen and heard in the past few days.

"Kid, I know who those things under the waterfall are. Damn it, they deserve it. I didn't expect that bunch of old bastards would end up like this. If my strength wasn't less than one ten-thousandth of mine now, I would definitely kick them to pieces."

The waterfall in Bailongju's mouth refers to Longmen, the place of national destiny of South Korea.

And the thing under Longmen, if nothing unexpected happens, should be the ultimate weapon of the Central Plains.

But what does this "they" mean?

"What do you mean?"

Jin Chan asked.

"About a thousand meters below the waterfall, there is indeed some Central Plains unique weapon hidden. It is covered tightly with aquatic plants and it looks like it has been there for no less than a hundred years. Boy, if I hadn't gone there this time, that mortal probably wouldn't be able to dive even ten feet." When Bai Longju said this, it meant that Han Nian'er was not lying.

If the Central Plains' elite troops could not be mobilized, with Korea's limited national strength and military force, Qin would only need 400,000 troops to capture it in less than four months.

"Old White Hair, what did you see under the Dragon Gate?"

Tang Qianyan had no interest in how Qin unified the six kingdoms, because he knew that this was the trend of the times and no one could stop it.

"The 24 Buddhas, let alone you, even I could not have imagined that all the 24 Buddhas would fall and be nailed to a wall. No wonder I have never seen those guys since I came out of the Bronze Palace. I guess they are all dead. I really don't know what that Buddha guy is doing now!"

Thousands of meters below Longmen, the river water is freezing cold and the pressure is like a hundred mountains on your back.

Even if he was wearing the strongest armor of the Qin Dynasty, he would probably be crushed into a thin piece.

The faint light could no longer reach, and only endless darkness enveloped everything like thick ink.

The water flow here becomes unusually slow, and the surroundings are eerily quiet.

At the bottom of the abyss, there was a hundred-meter-high iron wall covered with dense aquatic plants, and fish were swimming around.

The end of the wall was hung with two thick chains.

On the wall, there are twenty-four sculptures that look like they are not from this world. Each of them has a hideous face, as if they want to break through the wall.

But they had already merged with the wall, so their actions were in vain.

"I remember now. This thing might be Jingdun Shi Meiyu. However, when I was still the emperor, it was only the size of an arm, and there was only a strange picture on it."

After thinking for a while, Tang Qianyan suddenly remembered what happened in the past.

It's just that the stone feather at that time was just the size of an ordinary shield, and the shield didn't have the twenty-four gods who wanted to break out of the shell today, but an exquisite portrait depicting the prosperity of Buddhism.

"Shi Meiyu? What is the function of this thing?"

The Qin Ba Crossbow, the Partridge Sky, the Fish Belly, and the Denglou, which has never been used to its full potential, these four unique weapons in the Central Plains all have their own uses.

Although the Korean stone featherless weapon has the words "Jingdun" in front of it, according to Bai Longju's description, it is impossible to connect it with a shield.

"It can't be smashed, it can't be broken, it can't be burned. Even if I used the Emperor's Sword to chop it, I couldn't leave a single crack on the surface of Shi Meiyu. Not to mention that it has become like this now. I still don't know its true use."

Some of the eight most powerful soldiers in the Central Plains appeared out of nowhere, such as Queqiaotian.

Some were formed by chance, like the belly of a fish. It was originally just a magical weapon of unknown origin, but after absorbing the blood of the emperor, it mutated.

There is another type that is like a tower, which was modified by the Shenji Sect of the Mohist School on the original basis.

To be honest, even Tang Qianyan himself couldn't master the usage of seven of the weapons.

"Little girl, Yan Zi, Old White Hair, what do you think, can we kill the immortals after breaking through a million soldiers' energy?"

It is Jin Chan’s habit to think with his chin on his hand.

However, they were still discussing Zhongyuan Juebeng and Shi Meiyu the previous second, but the next thing they talked about was military spirit, which made Tangqianyan and Bailongju a little confused.

On the contrary, Xiao Luoyang seemed to have guessed what Jin Chan was thinking.

"Brother Jin, to break through the million-man army spirit, Bai Qi can be considered one over the past thousand years, while Lian Po can only be considered half. As for whether this can kill the immortal, I think it will be difficult to do so based on the performance of the two of them."

Lin Yao, who was the emperor at that time, although he was responsible for the destiny of half of the Central Plains, could only muster the morale of 500,000 soldiers. He was not as good as Li Cunxiao and Xiang Yu, let alone Bai Qi.

He didn't know much about military spirit, one of the two greatest treasures of the Central Plains.

"Military spirit? That's just something to scare mortals like you. How could an immortal die from such a thing?"

Bai Longju has always been disdainful of the national destiny and military spirit of the Central Plains.

In his eyes, only immortals can kill immortals, and humans, as low-level creatures, have no ability to kill immortals.

"Mr. Tang, Dabai Ma, have you forgotten that General Bai once broke through the spirit of a million soldiers, cut off the Central Plains with one sword, and destroyed half of the Lanjing carriage and the tower?"

Xiao Luoyang's words were like a bolt from the blue, instantly awakening the man and the horse.

If all the ultimate soldiers in the Central Plains are made with immortals as their foundation, then a single blow that breaks through the energy of a million soldiers can destroy a tower, so there's no reason they can't kill the immortals.

"Alas, in just a thousand years, there has only been one Bai Qi. Military spirit seems to be more difficult to control than national destiny."

Tang Qianyan shook his head and sighed.

Now, he has bet everything on the destiny of the country, and the military morale has never been within his consideration.

"But this is quite strange. Brother Jin, you obviously have the potential to be a great general, but why can't you gather the spirit of the troops? If you can gather the spirit of the troops, you will probably be no worse than Bai Qi."

As Tang Qianyan spoke, he looked at the golden cicada curiously.

"Okay, let's not discuss this matter for now. In a month, the Qin army will join forces with the Han army to attack Luoyang City. Yanzi, if you want to go there in advance, you can ride this white-haired horse."

To attack Luoyang City would mean that the imperial dynasty, which existed in name only, would be completely destroyed.

Although Tang Qianyan had heard Jin Chan say this a long time ago, he seemed to not care at all about the destruction of the dynasty he had founded with his own hands.

"Why would I go there? Yuxi doesn't like me. Brother Jin, if you go there this time, bring that girl and the Emperor's Sword back with you."

Although Lin Yuxi is a descendant of Lin Yao, he has no respect for his ancestor Tang Qianyan at all.

Even when he wanted to borrow the Emperor's Sword at Hangu Pass that day, Tang Qianyan had to beg for a long time before the other party reluctantly agreed.

However, although the Zhou royal family declined, Lin Yuxi was a disciple of the Shenji Sect of the Mohist School since childhood.

Only she can complete the restoration of the building.

"it is good!"

Jin Chan responded.

The next month passed peacefully.

When Bailongju was not absorbing the qingtan, he was drinking, eating, and basking in the sun every day. He was having a very happy life.

In just thirty days, although the body did not continue to grow, dragon scales basically covered the entire body.

It can even fly on the clouds for a short period of time, and its nose, which originally could only emit flames, can now emit a ball of hot flame that is no less than the Six Ding Divine Fire.

On the other side, Tang Qianyan was obedient at first and secretly observed Lu Buwei for a few days.

But since he discovered that Lu Buwei did things without hiding from others and almost everyone in the Qin court knew about it, he returned to his mansion and was too lazy to go out again.

The most diligent one was little Luoyang. This little girl often went out early and came back late. She was either discussing with Li Si what to do after sending troops to Luoyang City, or returning to Lanshu Tower to study.

But on the fifteenth day.

Yinglou once announced two major events in the court.

The first is the reward for destroying Qi.

The court officials had no objection to the rewards and promotions of Li Xin, Zi'an and others.

However, most people opposed Xiao Luoyang's appointment as the Imperial Censor.

The reason is that there has never been a precedent of women serving as officials in the Qin Dynasty.

Ying Lou thought that he would have to spend more time talking, but he never expected that Lu Buwei would override all objections and, with his status as the Prime Minister of the Qin State and an important minister of two generations, put pressure on all officials to allow Xiao Luoyang to take office smoothly that day.

　I moved bricks all night yesterday, slept until 2 a.m. and went back again. I'm a few hours late. Please forgive me, guys.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)