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

Chapter 330: The First Emperor, Taishan proclaimed the edict to attack the Heaven; Cangtian Palace, the God of Fire "Rong"

A young child is wearing armor, riding a horse, carrying a sword, and is a general of ten thousand people.

This was an extremely absurd thing in the Qin army, which had strict military discipline.

Even the six countries at that time had never heard of or seen such a thing.

However, if this seven-year-old child is both civil and military, he can not only condense the spirit of nearly 300,000 soldiers, but also be proficient in eighteen kinds of weapons such as spears, halberds, swords, and knives. His attainments in the art of war are also unparalleled. Even some old generals in the army will be killed without a trace when playing against him in the sand table.

Then everything makes perfect sense.

Especially when everyone learned that this little kid was actually a disciple of the four famous generals in the Central Plains, and was trained and brought up by Li Cunxiao, the former great general of the Chu State and the Thirteen Guardians who formed an army of one man in the Tang State.

I was even more curious about what kind of background this little guy had that he could be taught personally by these two big shots.

"Little Ancestor, can you please be quiet? His Majesty's motorcade is less than a hundred meters away from you. If he sees me, I won't be able to explain myself clearly."

Although Li Shiwu had performed martial arts in the training ground a few days ago, holding a Zhuyun Tang sword that was almost as tall as himself, he fought his way up from a lowly soldier who was not even a public officer to the end and became the youngest general in the history of the Qin State with ten thousand men under his command.

But even so, Meng Tian didn't want to agree to let this kid go to Mount Tai with him at first.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't stand the little guy's nagging, and with Jin Chan's tacit consent.

Meng Tian would never accept the difficult task of raising a child.

"Uncle Meng, I have never met His Majesty before. Can you take me to see His Majesty? I am very curious."

He talks about Uncle Meng on the left and his nephew on the right.

Hearing these heartless words, Meng Tian wanted to slap himself twice. Why did he have to meddle in other people's business and claim to have such a living ancestor after drinking?

Look at how smart Li Xin, Meng Yi, Wang Ben, Xuan Zi and others are. They are free now.

Even Zi'an escaped the disaster because he was drunk and fell asleep.

"Ahem, ahem, soldiers must not only be able to fight, but also pay attention to military prestige. Our duty is to protect the safety of His Majesty. How can we see him whenever we want?"

Meng Tian put his fist to his mouth, coughed twice, and spoke in a pretentious manner.

"Doesn't my father have a good relationship with the king? He can't even meet once."

Although the complaint was very small, Meng Tian still rushed over and covered his mouth.

"Brother Jin has already said that you must not reveal your identity in the army before reaching a million soldiers. Otherwise, I will send you back and never allow you to step into the camp again. You will never be able to ride a horse and kill the enemy again in your life."

Meng Tian looked around and spoke in a low voice with a nervous look on his face.

"Okay, nephew won't say anything. By the way, Uncle Meng, do you think the remnants of the six kingdoms will take this opportunity to assassinate His Majesty?"

When Li Shiwu said this, he had already begun to fantasize that on the way to Mount Tai to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth, a group of enemies broke through the layers of encirclement, putting the life of the First Emperor Ying Lou in danger.

And he took action at the most critical moment, saving the Emperor of Qin from danger, and was then publicly rewarded by His Majesty, and became famous throughout the world.

However, Li Shiwu seemed to have forgotten that his biological mother, Li Yingtai, was once the King of Tang, and was also the remnant of the Six Kingdoms that he had just mentioned.

"Ancestor, can you please be quiet? Now the world is under the rule of Qin, and the universe is peaceful. How could there be any remnants of rebellion?"

And at this time a hundred meters away.

In the carriage pulled by six horses, Zhao Gao lifted a corner of the curtain, while Ying Lou sat in the middle and looked out.

"Zhao Gao, go tell Meng Tian later that after the Fengshan ceremony, I will withdraw the national destiny from the Central Plains border. When the Meng family army returns to the western border, let him take this kid with him and go with the young general to build merits for the Qin Dynasty."

Ying Lou almost blurted out the word "little bastard".

"promise!"

Zhao Gao replied.

Fifteen years have passed since he stood on the top of Mount Zhongnan and donated thousands of miles of national fortune to the western border. Ying Lou feels that it is time to disband.

After all, if Qin had no external enemies, the million-strong army would be useless, and the tiger and wolf army would be scattered like sheep eating grass.

While the seal of the Buddhist Golden Cicada has not been lifted and the heavenly palace has not yet arrived to take them away, we must make sure that the Qin soldiers can improve their abilities over the next few years.

Next.

The large group of people advanced slowly, and after leaving Hangu Pass, they continued to move northeast.

We passed through several cities and crossed a surging river.

Wherever the imperial carriage passed, the people from counties and cities lined the streets to watch, prostrating themselves on the ground, and shouting, "Long live the First Emperor!"

The further east you go, the more the mountain and river scenery changes.

The carriage moved forward along the ancient road, and the wheels rolled over the stone slabs, making a dull but powerful sound.

At the checkpoints along the way, the generals guarding the place respectfully welcomed the emperor and did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

When crossing the river.

The boats moved together, splashing water.

The trackers on both sides of the river shouted in unison and pulled with all their might.

The First Emperor Ying Louduan stood on the bow of the boat with a calm expression and deep eyes gazing at the turbulent river in the distance.

at last.

After four months, from early spring to hot summer.

Ying Lou finally arrived at the foot of Mount Tai.

Mount Tai.

Mount Tai is located in the eastern corner of the Central Plains, stretching across the Qi land. The huge rocks in the mountain are piled up like hills.

Although it does not border the dragon veins of the Central Plains, it is still above the mortal world.

The mountains stretch out in a continuous stream, like a dormant dragon, with towering spines supporting the sky and the earth, enduring thousands of years of wind and frost.

The sea of ​​clouds rises and falls between the mountain peaks, as if a fairy palace is about to appear on earth, with thick smoke.

Although the Fengshan Ceremony at Mount Tai was once mentioned by Confucian scholars from the State of Qi during the Central Plains period.

In addition to the King of Qi, several other emperors had also come here.

They all reported their merits to the heavens and their kindness to the earth, demonstrating that their royal power was bestowed by gods.

But it is said that in ancient times, there was an old stone altar on the top of Mount Tai.

It is estimated that it should be the place used by the people of this land to worship the Jiufang Heavenly Palace during the Middle Wilderness period.

Looking at the huge mountain that spanned the sky and earth, Ying Lou sighed and said, "I will announce to the world today that the Qin Dynasty is declaring war on 'the sky'."

Ying Lou, who originally disdained things like Fengshan, would never have chosen Mount Tai as the location, but Qinling Mountains, if he just wanted to report the unification of the Central Plains to the dead heroes and the prosperity of the Qin Dynasty to the ancestors of all generations.

The reason why he went to so much trouble to come here was to announce his determination to destroy the sky to the heavens and the earth.

Five days later.

At the highest point of the mountain top, on the ancient stone altar, there were no offerings, sacrifices, or incense burners, only a dark and golden sword of the Qin Emperor.

Ying Lou walked in the front, and behind him followed a large group of civil and military officials, including Xiao Luoyang.

Five hours passed in a flash.

At this time, Ying Lou was already standing on the top of Mount Tai, in front of the Qin Emperor's Sword.

The historian was in the middle of the team, writing down what the Emperor of Zhongyuan was about to say.

The wind blows through the cypress trees, and the heaven and earth hum.

After a while.

"I, today at the top of Mount Tai, will neither offer sacrifices to the heavens nor to the earth. I will only express to the sons and daughters of the Qin Dynasty who died in battle and the ancestors of the Ying family throughout the generations that the Qin Dynasty is now prosperous and flourishing."

Ying Lou wore a black robe embroidered with dragon patterns, a twelve-tassel crown on his head, and held a bowl of wine from Daqin in both hands. His face was cold and resolute, and his expression was solemn. "In the past, the chaotic times, the wars blocked the sun, and the people were in turmoil. In the era of great contention, the countries frequently fought against each other, and the strong became stronger and the weak perished."

"The relationship between Qin and his people depends not on words but on the sword."

"I have raised an army of one million strong soldiers from the Qin Empire, marched east through the Hangu Pass, and marched to the six kingdoms of the Central Plains. I have fought bravely on the battlefield, braving wind and rain. Now the dust of the six kingdoms has cleared, the world has returned to Qin, and the Central Plains has finally been unified."

"This is the result of the sacrifices of the heroes and martyrs who shed their blood and watered the mountains and rivers. I will remember this in my heart, and the Qin Empire will also forever commemorate their achievements."

Say it.

Ying Lou tilted the jade bowl in his hand and spilled the wine on the ground.

This is the first bowl of wine.

We should respect Bai Qi, Yang Ruihe, Ying Dang, Shi Nai Teng and other generals who died in battle.

Respect, those unknown old Qin people who were pierced by spears, chopped off by swords, trampled by horses' hooves, and crushed by chariots and died on the battlefield.

I still respect Lord Chang Ling, who left Qin alone, was cursed by millions of people, and was punished by the historians. He was like a fallen leaf that could not return to its roots, but he was not afraid of losing his reputation and integrity. He was a man of unparalleled loyalty.

Ye Jing, Lü Buwei is a traitor who will be infamous for thousands of years.

Taking the second bowl of wine, Ying Lou continued.

"The ancestors of the Qin Dynasty worked hard to establish the country and laid the foundation. I, inheriting the will of my ancestors, promote agriculture, organize the army, and make laws. Today, the granaries of the country are full, the people live in peace, the army is strong, and the Qin Dynasty is the most prosperous in the history. Wherever the sun and the moon shine, it is Qin territory, and everyone in the world is convinced."

Just like before, Ying Lou poured the second bowl of wine onto the ground.

Behind him came the shouts of civil and military officials.

"Long live the Great Qin, long live your Majesty. The mountains and rivers of the Great Qin are immortal, and your Majesty's achievements are known to the world."

This time Emperor Qin Shi Huang performed Fengshan.

This is the first time in thousands of years that mortals do not report their merits to the heavens and do not ask the heavens to grant them the power to rule.

With the body of a mortal, he proudly stood on the top of Mount Tai, facing the Jiufang Heavenly Palace.

Just when everyone thought that the First Emperor had said all and was about to end the Fengshan Ceremony.

suddenly.

Ying Lou pulled out the Qin Emperor's sword that was stuck in the ground, held the hilt in his hand, and pointed the tip of the sword to the sky.

In front of the forehead, twelve bead curtains were blown away by the strong wind, revealing a pair of firm and resolute eyes.

All the civil and military officials stood there in a daze. They had no idea what the First Emperor of Qin was going to do.

"Nine Dragons, Cangtian, Nantian, Kunlun, the underworld, Buddhism, Yaochi, Tushita, Lingxiao, the Nine Palaces of Heaven, listen to my command."

"The immortals in the heavenly palace regard mortals as ants, slaughtering them at will, forcibly abducting them as slaves, and destroying their wisdom. They use the blood and fat of the world to feed their extravagant desires. My Great Qin and my people are by no means food for the immortals, nor are they grass and pigs and dogs."

"In the name of the Emperor of the Central Plains, I hereby announce to the world today that I will lead an army to attack the heavens and break the cage that the immortals have imprisoned in the Central Plains."

"I will lead the great Qin warriors, holding swords and halberds to break through the clouds, stepping on the cloud ladder to kill the immortals and destroy the palace, and use the great Qin's fierce battle flag to illuminate the Nine Directions Palace in red."

"Are there any immortals among the Cang Lu? The anger of mortals can cause rivers to flow backwards and the heavenly palace to fall. This battle will definitely be a victory for mortals."

Strong winds howled and lightning and thunder roared in the sky, as if wailing for his ambition to go against the will of heaven, shocking both heaven and earth.

Only Ying Lou's proud body stands tall like a peak, engraved with these words of mortals resisting heaven and defying fate.

And the other side.

The ministers were amazed and stood there in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.

Even Meng Tian and others who knew the truth were the same.

The emperor of the Qin Dynasty shocked everyone in heaven and on earth at this moment.

Hu~hu~
suddenly.

Mount Tai shook and the sky changed drastically.

He made a panting sound as if he had just woken up.

"How dare a mere mortal animal point a sword at the sky."

I saw the mountains around me collapsing, and two red feathers folded their wings and rose from the ground.

In the midst of the dark clouds, a huge monster face with eyes like a fire cage, a bird-like face, and red hair and whiskers stretching for a hundred meters, as big as the top of a mountain, fell from the sky.

"Heaven, God of Fire, 'Rong'."

Ying Lou narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered to himself, without a trace of fear or panic on his face.

Not far away, the ministers who had never seen an immortal were already frightened to death by the scene before them.

Some had their legs uncontrollably stretched to the ground, some had fainted and lost consciousness, and some even knelt on the ground, banging their foreheads and begging for forgiveness from the immortals.

After Li Si mentioned the Fengshan ceremony, Jin Chan went to look for Bai Longju that night.

According to Bai Longju, during the Middle Wilderness period, Mount Tai was a place where mortals offered sacrifices to the heavens.

The immortal who was ordered to accept the tribute here was Cang Tian, ​​one of the Nine Heavenly Palaces, and his title was "Rong", the God of Fire.

then.

Although the Buddhist Golden Cicada sealed the Jiufang Heavenly Palace, some immortals who had been sent to the Central Wilderness early on did not have time to return.

However, some people, due to their sleepiness, have been sleeping for thousands of years and have not woken up yet.

Some of them have never been born because they are afraid of the cicada.

Some were killed by the Golden Cicada of Buddhism before sealing the Jiufang Heavenly Palace.

In today's Central Plains, there are only two or three immortals.

And the "Rong" in front of us is one of them.

"The immortal, the real immortal, Ying Lou, you have no respect for etiquette and law, are cruel and inhumane, and do not listen to the advice of Confucius. This is the consequence of your Fengshan today and not offering sacrifices to the immortals of heaven and earth. Haha, the tyrannical Qin will eventually perish today, haha."

A Confucian student, who was also a student of Confucius who was killed, suddenly rushed out of the crowd, pointed at Ying Tower in front of him, and laughed like a madman.

"Meng Tian, ​​kill him."

Ying Lou didn't even turn his head, but just said lightly.

"promise!"

With a single move of his sword, the head of this student of Confucius fell to the ground in an instant.

Meng Tian, ​​who had witnessed Jin Chan slaughtering Shiva, Brahma, and Vishnu alone at the border of Zhao State, was still nervous, but unlike other civil officials, he was not frightened by what he saw.

"Everyone, the Qin people are strong and cannot bend. Why should we be afraid of a mere immortal?"

"Where are my Qin soldiers?"

Ying Lou stood with his hands behind his back, swung the Qin Emperor Sword downwards and shouted loudly.

"We will follow your majesty and kill the immortals and destroy the palace."

in the crowd.

Meng Wu, Wang Jian, Bai Ma Cuo, Ying Ji, Zhuan Zhu, Meng Tian, ​​Meng Yi, Wang Ben, Li Xin, Zi An, Mu Xuanzi and other generals shouted at the same time and took a step forward.

These people were all generals who had participated in the battles with Jin Chan against Lu Yue or the Three Peacock Immortals.

Even when facing this immortal who was neither human nor bird in front of him, he still dared to pick up the weapon in his hand and point it to the sky.

"Everyone, today, a mortal killed an immortal."

Ying Lou stood in front of all the generals and spoke in a domineering manner.

(End of this chapter)