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

The seventeenth day of the first lunar month, the second year of Emperor Qin Shihuang’s reign.

[Da Qin, from today on, the old system of burying people alive with the dead will be abolished, and the clay will be turned into Qin terracotta warriors. A hundred years later, they will be buried with me in the imperial mausoleum. When I die, I will also fight against the enemies from all directions with the soldiers of Da Qin, protect Da Qin for ten thousand years, and keep the people safe.]

Although the edict drafted by Li Si consisted of only a few short sentences, it still shocked the court and the public.

This royal decree regarding the Qin Terracotta Warriors was quickly spread to every corner of the Qin Dynasty through the imperial roads and officials of various ministries.

At the beginning.

The people praised the Qin Emperor for his wisdom, abolished the inhumane system of burying people alive with the dead, and were inspired by the courage of the First Emperor.

But soon.

When local officials began to dig up graves and bodies, the people picked up farm tools and sticks, stood guard at the graves of their relatives, and cursed the First Emperor for his cruelty and unconsciousness, and for being deceived by treacherous words and lies.

However, under the suppression of force, the noise gradually faded away.

the other side.

Zhao Guizhen was also released from the Heavenly Prison a few days later, but his two meridians and thirteen acupoints were sealed, and three Taoist priests from Yuetan Mountain and ten Black Ice Masters were guarding on the right at all times.

Especially after his transformation in the Qin Heavenly Prison, Zhao Guizhen is now as obedient as the big yellow dog at the entrance of the village.

And the rough man Zhu Hai once again served as the guard of Xiao Luoyang.

He even moved into the Jin Mansion for convenience.

Every time Xiao Luoyang went to see Zhao Guizhen, or went out alone, he would always guard by his side.

The second year of Emperor Qin Shi Huang’s reign, February 22nd.

Yinglou withdrew the national destiny from the western frontier and the northern Di border.

However, young generals such as Meng Tian and Li Xin could no longer suppress their inner restlessness.

When the national fortune was fading, the vast Qin army was covered with black dragon flags with the word "Qin" on them.

The iron cavalry trampled across the wilderness, and an army of millions of tigers and wolves charged into the Gobi Desert in the Western Regions and the Northern Di Desert.

In May of the same year.

Three hundred thousand craftsmen and laborers from across the country began to build the Great Wall connecting seven places of national destiny.

However, in order to complete this unprecedented huge project as quickly as possible.

Li Si made repeated plans.

One hundred thousand people were arranged to go to Qinling Mountains, one hundred thousand people to Changbai Mountains, and one hundred thousand people to Taihang Mountains. While mining rocks, they started to build the Great Wall from the nearest place.

As for the construction of canals in Taihu Lake, Jialing Lake, Longmen Lake and Dujiang Lake, due to lack of manpower, it has to be put aside for the time being.

October.

Meng Tian led his army to defeat the coalition forces of the Jingjue and Cheshi states in the Western Regions, annihilated seven cities, and captured 80,000 Sai people.

Li Xin also received victory after victory, capturing no less than 70,000 northern barbarians.

When these two pieces of news were transmitted back to Xianyang.

On that day, the Qilin Hall was filled with applause and the ministers' faces were flushed with excitement.

Even the young official who had used his eloquence to persuade Ying Lou to have great power and be respected by all nations could not help but feel excited.

After all, for so many years, due to internal wars in China, these barbarians often invaded from the south.

They did not penetrate deep into the Central Plains, but instead killed, plundered, and then fled.

This made several countries located on the border extremely angry.

If we send the troops back, the situation on the front line will be tense.

No matter what, these guys are just like a group of wild dogs. They will come to your house from time to time to grab a bite of meat when you are not around.

Now that the world is unified, this is the first time that the Central Plains has achieved such a successful victory over the two barbaric lands of the Western Regions and the Northern Di.

Ying Lou, who was sitting on the Black Water Dragon Chair, had a slight grin on his lips and raised brows with joy as he looked at another secret report sent back by Meng Tian in his hand.

"Fifteen is a promising kid. He is worthy of being my son."

In the secret report sent back by Meng Tian, ​​Li Shiwu had already made a great name for himself in the army.

Although he was just a little kid of teeth-changing age, he was the first to reach the city during the siege, and even chopped off the head of Prince Jingjue with one sword and hung it at the gate of the city tower.

From that day on, no one in the army treated Li Shiwu as a child anymore.

She even lost interest in whose son he was.

After all, in the military, strength is everything.

But there are pros and cons. At such a young age, Li Shiwu has already picked up all the bad habits of an old soldier.

Bragging, gambling, drinking, eating meat... He is good at everything.

Even after the siege, he begged Meng Tian to find him a maid from the Western Regions to serve him.

However, after being beaten up by Meng Tian himself, he gave up this idea which had come up seven or eight years earlier.

"When I come back, I will definitely hang this kid up and beat him."

After reading to the end, Ying Lou's originally happy face suddenly turned gloomy.

This also frightened the ministers in the audience and they immediately shut up, thinking that there was something wrong with the battle situation.

"Li Si, these prisoners are handed over to you."

"Sir, obey!"

In November, the second year of Emperor Qin Shihuang came to an end.

The construction of the Terracotta Warriors and the Great Wall is all proceeding in an orderly manner.

Jin Chan also took some time to visit the imperial mausoleum.

At this time, Zhao Guizhen had already changed into his pink peony Taoist robe, and because of eating and drinking well, he had returned to his former radiant appearance.

However, although this guy has many demands, he is very decisive when it comes to doing the work.

Just entered the underground palace.

Above the Ink-Rubind Star, there were hundreds of rows and columns of Qin Terracotta Warriors floating in neat rows.

These 10,000 terracotta warriors have tall and straight bodies.

Not only was he wearing heavy black armor, a leather belt around his waist, but he also had a sharp tassel on the top of his helmet.

He was also wearing a Qin long sword, holding an iron spear, and carrying a bow, crossbow and quiver.

Although the exposed facial features and skin still look like mud and gray, it is just like a handful of yellow soil sprinkled on a living person.

From twenty steps away, there was no way to tell that they were any different from normal soldiers.

It was completely different from what I saw in the Heavenly Prison.

"General Jin, my technique is quite good, isn't it? It lives up to your majesty's expectations?"

After several months of busy work, the old man Zhao Guizhen seemed to be feeling proud.

Even the address changed from "Pindao" to "Bendao".

"Not bad, but at this rate, it seems to be far from enough."

Jin Chan originally wanted to praise Zhao Guizhen a few words so that he would continue to work hard.

But when he saw the other party's smug expression, he couldn't help but attack him.

"General, what you said is true. As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. My speed will only get faster and faster. Moreover, I had an inspiration today. It suddenly occurred to me that in addition to the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty, I can also use the bones of horses to make a Heaven-killing War Horse that can be used to donate national fortune. When we face the Jiufang Heavenly Palace, it will definitely increase our combat power."

Zhao Guizhen stroked his beard and said with pride.

It seemed that these days in the underground palace had helped him find a new goal in life.

"Okay, then let's do as you say."

With a wave of his hand, Jin Chan asked the troops to bring wine, meat and other items and put them on the ground nearby.

After all, even a donkey needs to be fed some grass when necessary.

"Brother, the remains of Xiang Yan and Lian Po have been transported here, and General Bai Macuo has agreed that General Bai's coffin can be opened at any time. Do you think we can make it into a Qin Terracotta Warrior?"

As for Xiang Yan and Lian Po, Xiao Luoyang can make all the decisions.

But Bai Qi is different from these two people. After all, he is a meritorious official of the Qin Dynasty and a former military god. Xiao Luoyang does not dare to make a decision on his own.

“Let’s make it.”

Jin Chan replied.

"Although this Qin Terracotta Warrior still has memories of marching and fighting, it is still essentially just a dead man. General, why should you care so much about it?"

Having dealt with the dead for more than a hundred years, in Zhao Guizhen's eyes, a dead person is dead. Even if he or she is transformed into a zombie with memories and the ability to think, he or she is still just a corpse.

Just like when he was young, he turned his parents and children into brand new zombies. Although he was full of joy at the beginning and stayed by their side day and night, more than ten years later, he smashed them into a pool of bloodless, smelly meat paste with his own hands.

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Jin Chan naturally knew this and left the underground palace of the imperial mausoleum.

Jin Chan and Xiao Luoyang sat in the carriage and headed towards Xianyang.

The golden light of the setting sun shines directly from the front, casting a long shadow. The jackdaws are carrying the dusk back to their nests. From a distance, the carriage is heading west alone, as if it will never return.

December, mid.

Huo Lao, the book keeper who had assisted four generations of Qin kings, did not live to see the New Year.

Having nothing more to ask for in life, he refused the pills that Jin Chan prepared for him and gently closed his old eyes.

He left a sentence: "I am going to the underworld to report to the previous kings about the prosperity of the unified Qin Dynasty."

Then he passed away and fell asleep.

Huo Lao's funeral was simple.

According to his wishes, there were no complicated ceremonies or procedures.

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There were no luxurious coffins or long funeral processions.

There isn't even a tombstone.

Only Jin Chan and Xiao Luoyang, who was dressed in white linen, buried him in a wasteland outside the city of Xianyang.

The only burial objects were a rusty bronze sword and a brand new book.

The end of the month, the day before New Year’s Day.

The Jin Mansion, which had been deserted for a long time, finally saw a hint of hustle and bustle.

The white dragon colt, which had disappeared for almost a year, came back riding on a flaming cloud.

And this time, he actually killed the last three corpses and returned to the ranks of immortals.

He transformed into a nine-foot-tall man in white with sword-like eyebrows, star-like eyes, and a handsome face.

"Little chicken, kneel down before me and repent!"

The white dragon horse stood tall above the courtyard, holding the Qingtianhua spear in his hand, and laughing wildly with his neck tilted back.

After not seeing him for a year, this guy has actually returned to his peak form.

This made Jin Chan seriously suspect that Bai Longju had only talked big before and had actually been slacking off.

"You stupid worm, you don't even kneel down to me when you see me."

Xuannu was not willing to be outdone. She picked up the green sword, hung the ink-and-wash painting of mountains and rivers above her head, and flew in front of the white dragon colt.

But the tone and the look in his eyes gave off a feeling of superiority.

"This official? When did Kunlun have official positions like in the mortal world? And what does your position as an official in Kunlun have to do with me?"

Although Bai Longju didn't understand what this meant, he was still aggressive in his words.

"I am the chief minister of the Imperial Horse Administration of the Great Qin, and one of the Nine Ministers. You, a dead worm, are naturally under my jurisdiction."

Xuannv said arrogantly.

"The Prime Minister of the Imperial Horse Administration???"

Bai Longju looked down with a confused look on his face.

I saw Jin Chan lying on the rocking chair, squinting his eyes and nodding slightly.

On that day, Xuannv actually took Jinchan's casual words seriously.

In order to suppress Bai Longju, she also demanded that her status in the mortal world must be higher than Bai Longju.

then.

A few days later, Ying Lou asked Zhao Gao to draft an edict in his bedroom to establish a new official position in Daqin: the Chief of the Imperial Stables.

Although this official position is ranked among the Nine Ministers and is nominally in charge of all the horses in the world, in reality, it can only manage Bai Longju.

"Little chicken, you're making me laugh to death!"

The teasing expression and the look as if looking at a fool made Xuannu's face turn red. She picked up the sword and chopped at him without saying a word.

This time, Bai Longju finally didn't have to avoid the sharp edge anymore, and shouted: "Do you dare to fight with me in Qinling Mountains?"

"Go ahead, I'll kill you, you dead worm, and make soup for you tonight!"

This day.

The power of heaven suddenly descended over the Qinling Mountains.

The cold air surged like raging waves.

The dark clouds were like lead, rolling in.

In a moment, the bright sun was blocked out.

The national destiny suddenly rose up, isolating this battlefield from the Central Plains.

Followed by.

White flames raged and gunshots sounded like thunder.

The sword shines green, and the mountains and rivers are shattered.

The white dragon roars and the blue bird sings.

Birds swallow their tongues and beasts lie on the ground.

until evening.

The two ragged and miserable men and women returned to the courtyard of Xianyang City one after another.

"Who's winning?"

Jin Chan sat on a chair holding a bowl and eating the mutton that had just been cooked in the pot. He raised his head slightly and asked with interest.

"Of course it's me!"

"It must be this fairy!"

The two of them acted like little kids who were sulking, which made Xiao Luoyang next to them laugh softly with his hands covering his mouth.

Although it is not clear how these two guys became enemies, it seems that it is not a deep hatred.

"Can this injury be healed by tomorrow?"

Jin Chan put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands and asked the two of them.

"I'm not injured, how can I recover?"

Even though their breathing was a little unstable, Bai Longju and Xuannv still spoke in unison stubbornly.

"Well, tomorrow in the Bronze Heavenly Palace, you two will help me become an immortal."

He was on the verge of becoming an immortal, only missing the last step of slaying the three corpses. However, Jin Chan was unable to take that step. Every time he reached that critical step, he would fail miserably and all his efforts would be wasted.

"Become an immortal? How can a mortal become an immortal? Didn't you tell him?"

Xuannv sat down on the chair, stretched out her slender little hand, took out a large leg of lamb from the boiling copper tripod, took a bite, swallowed it, then turned her head and asked Bailongju.

"This kid is a little different. The tricks I use to deceive ordinary people won't work on him, maybe."

Bai Longju paused, and his expression suddenly became serious.

"Perhaps he can reach a realm that even the Supreme can only dream of."

the next day.

Almost all the affairs in the court were handed over to Li Si and Xiao Luoyang.

Jin Chan dragged a black coffin and came to the Baxiantai, the highest point of the Taibai Mountains in the Qinling Mountains, with Bai Longju and Xuannv.

"You idiot, I heard that you and your boss were beaten by the current Buddha and the Supreme of Jiulong Island. You hid in there for more than 3,000 years before you dared to come out?"

Looking at the bronze palace built by melting a corner of Kunlun Mountain on the top of the mountain, Xuannv asked the white dragon horse beside her with a hint of sarcasm.

"Humph, that's just me and the boss. We just don't bother to fight those two old guys!"

"Disdain?"

Just when the two were bickering.

The golden cicada leaped upwards and came to the long bronze ladder.

“When the three flowers gather at the top of your head, the five qi converge to the origin, and the three corpses are killed, you can ascend to the status of an immortal.”

"Is this a lie of yours, or can you really do it? Li Er, speak to me!"

A roar of imperial power.

Jin Chan instantly pulled out the fish belly from his waist and swung a sword towards the empty corner not far away. (End of this chapter)