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

In Peach Blossom Spring.

The fierce and vigorous military spirit of Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao converged with seven different national destinies.

Twist into one strand.

Next to it, there are two Kun fish, one black and one white, intertwined around military spirit and national destiny.

It hasn’t fallen yet.

Everything fell into dead silence and darkness.

Only the center of the vortex was surging and roaring.

From the moment he agreed to fight Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao, Ying Lou decided to take this opportunity to destroy the garden of the Yao Chi Palace.

Although I thought that an immortal would come to stop it.

But I didn't expect that this immortal would be the Buddhist Golden Cicada.

In the gray sky.

A nine-ring staff shining with golden light appears particularly eye-catching and independent.

It rushed into the intersection of the three forces from top to bottom, as if isolating everything, and stabbed towards Ying Lou.

"I didn't expect it would be you who would stop me!"

Ying Lou's eyes narrowed into two sharp blades.

But at this time, he ignored the nine-ring staff that was attacking him.

Instead, he continued to use his body as a guide, trying to blast these three forces towards the Peach Blossom Spring below.

"Hey, you're ruining my plan by doing this."

"After a dozen years, when the Heavenly Palace comes to take us there, I will lead the cavalry of the Qin Empire to charge into the heavens."

"Impossible. You couldn't do it before, and you can't do it now. Lin Yao couldn't do it back then, and you can't do it either."

"I will protect my Great Qin."

The nine-ring staff stopped one inch away from Ying Lou's heart.

And the two began to communicate across the sky and earth.

"Do you really think I won't kill you?"

Even though they were far away from each other, Ying Lou could still feel the undisguised murderous intent in Buddhist Golden Cicada's words.

"You can come and try!"

As the emperor of the Qin Dynasty, Ying Lou is naturally not afraid of any threats.

Even this guy who can stir up the Jiufang Heavenly Palace.

"Ugh!"

Buddhist Golden Cicada first sighed.

"How come this body belongs to you inexplicably?"

"It is not the right time to destroy Peach Blossom Spring. If you insist on doing it, the Queen Mother of the West and the Jade Emperor will forcibly break my seal. Do you think the mortal world has the strength to fight against them now?"

Buddhist Golden Cicada seemed to have compromised, but there was something else behind his words.

What this means is that if the current attack alone fails to destroy the Peach Blossom Spring, it will alert the enemy and make everything go to waste.

By then, let alone the other heavenly palaces, the Jade Emperor Lingxiao and the Queen Mother of the West in Yaochi would probably be enough to easily destroy the mortal world.

"Is your seal just a decoration?"

Ying Lou asked with a pout.

"Get lost, you know nothing!"

Although he was a high-ranking disciple of Buddhism, he uttered vulgar words. Ying Lou was stunned at first, but then he laughed out loud.

This action is consistent with his impression of the Buddhist golden cicada.

After a while.

The Buddhist Golden Cicada continued, "There is no rush for Peach Blossom Spring. When the time comes, I will destroy this place with my own hands without your help. But since you are planning to destroy the sky, I can give you a soft persimmon to squeeze first. If you can't even deal with him, return this body to me, and be a good emperor of the mortal world, and don't make trouble for me again."

"return?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Lou showed displeasure and even felt murderous in his heart.

"Lady Nuwa should have told you that this situation is an accident. Do you really think this body is your own?"

Buddhist Golden Cicada replied, but he didn't seem to want to discuss the matter too much.

"After three years, I will loosen the seal of the Heavenly Palace. If you cannot defend the mortal world, I will let Lady Nuwa take action personally. At that time, I will take back this body myself."

"No one can take away what belongs to me unless I give it to them."

As Ying Lou was torn between the three forces of military spirit, national destiny and thunder magic, his face gradually became gloomy.

Although he learned some things about the Buddhist Golden Cicada from Tangqianyan and Bailongju, from the beginning to the end, Yinglou did not completely trust it.

Immortality is his capital to fight against Jiufang Heavenly Palace. There is no way he can give it up. If someone wants to rob it, then we will have to fight.

"Haha, mortal emperor, I'm curious about your ability. If you can really do it, then..."

The Buddhist Golden Cicada paused, followed by a few violent coughs.

“Forget it, let’s not talk about it anymore. Three years later, I will be watching you from up there. If you win, I will treat you the same as Lin Yao and will not hold anything back from you. But don’t waste this power. Right now, that bald donkey is chasing me hard, so lend it to me first.”

Done.

I saw the nine-ring tin staff emitting golden halos and flying towards the sky.

When Ying Lou saw this scene, he naturally understood the other party's intention.

He turned his head and looked down, thinking for a few seconds: "I will lend it to you for use, but when the Heavenly Palace comes to receive you and the Nine-Directions Heavenly Palace descends to the world, no one will be able to stay in this Peach Blossom Spring."

Ying Lou let out a sigh.

Done.

He took out seven jade seals, mobilized the country's destiny, and redirected the force falling towards the ground to the surroundings of the nine-ring tin staff.

"Don't die at the hands of the Supreme in three years."

After the Buddhist Golden Cicada said the last sentence, he saw the Nine-gift Ring Staff carrying the three forces of national destiny, thunder magic, and military spirit rising into the sky.

Flying towards the half-open gate of flesh and blood in the sky.

And just as the door closed, an angry roar was heard.

"'Now', you old bald donkey, even if I only have half of my body left, I can still kill you, the Buddha Sect Immortal."

After a long time.

"Jin Chan, what was that just now? Let's do it again!"

Xiang Yu questioned Jin Chan who had just landed in a menacing manner.

Faced with the unwilling Xiang Yu and the indifferent Li Cunxiao, Jin Chan did not say anything, but waved his hand and asked everyone around him to step forward.

"In three years, a heavenly palace will appear in the world."

Jin Chan did not go into detail.

"Three years, how come it went so fast?"

Meng Tian looked embarrassed.

Although he has already exceeded one million soldiers.

But after the battle between Jin Chan, Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao just now, he was afraid that he was not even qualified to catch up with them, let alone stand shoulder to shoulder with the three of them.

However, Meng Tian did not lose confidence, he just felt that time was not enough.

"Why does it take another three years? It's too long!"

In stark contrast to Meng Tian, ​​Li Cunxiao looked excited and eager to try.

I can’t wait to go to war with Jiufang Tiangong right now.

"You are too confident. With your current abilities, even though you have the ability to kill immortals, the best you can do is exchange one life for another."

Jin Chan attacked, but this is also the fact.

Now, apart from himself, Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao are the only ones in the same league.

With the strength of these two people, although they can fight to the death with the Three Peacock Immortals of that year, if they do not donate to them the destiny of the country, they will probably never return.

In the Jiufang Heavenly Palace, besides those immortals, there is also the existence of the Supreme.

To be honest, even Jin Chan himself didn't know how likely he was to win before the fight.

"Everyone, my Great Qin is standing firm in the Central Plains. In the future, we will conquer the four seas and eight wildernesses and bring every inch of the universe into the territory of the Great Qin. Are you afraid of the mere Jiufang Heavenly Palace?"

Seeing that everyone kept their heads down and remained silent, Jin Chan asked sternly.

"General, we are not afraid. In three years, we will attack the Heavenly Palace and cut off the immortal's head to sacrifice to our Great Qin Army flag."

Except for Li Cunxiao, Xiang Yu and Li Mu, the rest of the Qin generals knelt on one knee, clasped their fists and shouted loudly.

Return to Xianyang.

Three days later.

Ying Lou then ordered Zhao Gao to call Li Si.

He asked him about the progress of the construction of the Great Wall and the diversion of water by digging rivers.

Now many years have passed.

Although more than one million captives were brought in from the Western Regions, Northern Di, and the Maurya Empire, these two projects were simply too large.

"Your Majesty, the Great Wall from the southern end of Qinling Mountains to Dujiang is about to be completed, but the western end to Taihang Mountain is only 70% complete. Three years is not enough to connect Taihang to Changbai and Longmen!"

After listening to Ying Lou's words, Li Si thought for a moment and answered truthfully.

The construction of the Great Wall required craftsmen to first chisel stones from the Qinling, Taihang and Changbai mountain ranges.

However, these three mountains are different from other places. The rocks are extremely hard. Even if a hundred people work at the same time for a whole day, they can only chisel out two or three hundred baskets of stones.

Over the years, 30% of the slaves escorted here from the three places have died of exhaustion.

Now Yinglou plans to connect Qinling Mountains, Dujiang, Taihang, Changbai and Longmen within three years, which is simply unbelievable.

Li Si did not dare to say anything or conceal the truth about this.

"If so, we will mobilize the people and army of Daqin to participate in the construction. It must be completed within three years."

After a long while, Ying Lou let out a long sigh, knocked on the ebony table and said, "Your Majesty, if you act in this way, the people will be unstable and the world will be in chaos. Moreover, Your Majesty will be infamous."

Only thirteen years had passed since the war of unification of the six nations.

Although the Qin Dynasty had entered an unprecedented period of prosperity, the army was still expanding its territory.

Destroy the Western Regions, attack the Northern Di, and defeat the Eastern Yi.

Continuous conscription has caused controversy among the people.

If the millions of Qin people and troops were asked to build the Great Wall at this time, they would probably lose the support of the people.

"Li Si, please accompany me for a trip!"

How could Ying Lou not know about these questions?

But as long as the Jiufang Heavenly Palace is not destroyed, the only outcome that awaits the people is death.

"promise!"

Li Si agreed without asking where he was going.

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Later, the two of them got on a carriage and left the palace and arrived at the Jin Mansion.

We had a brief exchange.

He then rode on the white dragon horse that had transformed into a dragon.

This way.

The White Dragon Colt doesn't fly very fast.

But Li Si, who was flying on a dragon for the first time, held on to the dragon's horns tightly and did not dare to let go.

The strong wind whistled in Li Si's ears, and his lips were unconsciously pursed.

The corners of his mouth turned down slightly and his brows were furrowed into a deep "川" character.

Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, slid down his cheeks, dripped onto the dragon scales, and were instantly blown away by the wind.

With every soar of the white dragon colt and every rise and fall of its body, Li Si's heart rose to his throat.

His face, which was usually calm and composed, was now extremely pale.

From time to time, yellow water even vomited out of his stomach and directly onto Bai Longju's head.

"Hey, if you spit again, I'll throw you off right now."

The white dragon horse rolled its eyes upwards, and its mighty dragon power intimidated Li Si who was above its head.

"I, ugh~~~"

Although he had long known about the existence of immortals and had seen the God of Fire "Rong" on the top of Mount Tai.

However, the feeling of standing on the dragon's head and flying in the air still made this contemporary number one legalist feel extremely nervous.

It was not only because of the churning in his stomach, but also because of the trance-like feeling of stepping on the head of an immortal.

"Okay, we'll be there soon."

Ying Tower overlooking downwards.

Below the clouds, one could already see the majestic outline of the Great Wall of Qin.

After a cup of tea time.

Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, the white dragon colt slowly landed on the ground and transformed into a human form.

"How dare you! This is the territory of the Great Qin. Who are you?"

As soon as it hit the ground.

I saw a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old, holding a spear, tremblingly pointing it at the three people of Ying Lou and questioning them.

The young man was wearing Qin armor and speaking Qin language. It seemed that he was the local military supervisor.

"I am Daqin. Ugh~~~"

Li Si wanted to reveal the identities of several people, but because he had not yet recovered, he only said half of the words and spat them out again.

"I am the Great Qin Shi Huangdi."

Ying Lou took a step forward and said with relief.

A boy of about seventeen or eighteen years old witnessed a giant dragon falling from the sky. Instead of running away, he walked forward with a gun in hand.

Even if my legs are weak and I stutter, I will not be afraid of fighting.

"His Majesty?"

The boy frowned and asked in confusion.

However, he did not intend to kneel down rashly before confirming the other party's identity.

"I am Li Si, the Prime Minister, and this is the First Emperor of my Great Qin."

Holding his aching stomach, Li Si took out the jade token symbolizing his status as prime minister from his arms.

"I pay my respects to Your Majesty!"

After seeing the jade token in Li Si's hand, the young man knelt down immediately.

When the surrounding group of slaves from all over the place saw this scene, their shocked and frightened eyes revealed strong murderous intent.

After all, these people came to the Central Plains from their homes thousands of miles away and worked day and night to build the Great Wall, all thanks to the person in front of them.

"I'm going to kill you and go home."

A slave who was closest to Ying Lou roared.

He threw the stone in his hand and rushed forward like a bull.

Judging from his tattered clothes and the tattoo on his chest, he should be a noble from the Jingjue Kingdom in the Western Regions.

"Your Majesty, be careful."

Just as Li Si spread his arms and prepared to stand in front of Ying Lou.

I saw the white dragon colt next to me, holding his ear with one hand and flicking his fingers with the other.

The white flames instantly burned the slave into ashes, leaving not even a bone.

See this scene.

The slaves around who were ready to make a move were instantly frightened and lowered their impulsive heads.

As more soldiers rushed here.

Ying Lou patted the young soldier on the shoulder and said, "Take me to see the Great Wall of Qin."

"promise."

It's just past noon now.

The sun is still high in the sky.

The scorching sun poured unreservedly on the mountains, dazzling the Great Wall under construction.

The Great Wall is dozens of feet high and wide enough for hundreds of horses to march side by side.

Beacon towers were placed at intervals.

Each brick is half the size of a person's height and is stacked tightly together.

Ying Lou and his companions walked on it, overlooking the Qin Dynasty in the distance.

At the foot of this magnificent Great Wall, a group of ragged and haggard slaves were busy working.

They came from the Western Regions, the Northern Di and the distant Maurya Empire.

They were captured here and became coolies for this huge project.

These slaves were all thin, with faces full of fatigue and helplessness.

His eyes revealed despair about fate and longing for his hometown.

Their skin became dark and shiny under the scorching sun.

Some parts were even sunburned, with the skin peeling off to reveal bright red tender flesh.

The slaves tied the stones tightly with thick ropes, leaving deep bloody marks on their shoulders.

They were bent over, almost touching the ground.

My feet sank deeply into the dust and every step was extremely difficult, as if I was trudging through mud.

But even so, they did not dare to stop for a moment.

Because in their eyes, the emperor of Central Plains, the greatest tyrant in history, was cruel and bloodthirsty.

Their hometown was destroyed by the troops sent by the Emperor of Qin, and their relatives were killed by the cold knives of the Qin army.

The people in charge of supervision were a few craftsmen and soldiers from the Qin Dynasty.

The craftsmen held tools and directed and taught the slaves to work.

Although his eyes showed concentration on the project, a hint of pity would occasionally be revealed.

The soldier in charge of supervision had a grim look on his face.

The whip in his hand was waved in the air from time to time, making a crisp sound.

As soon as they saw any slaves slacking off, the whip would fall on them mercilessly, and their skin would be torn apart in an instant and blood would ooze out.

But the slaves could only grit their teeth, endure the pain and continue to work.

Half a day later, the setting sun illuminated the endless Great Wall in red.

"Li Si, if I allow a million Qin people to build the Great Wall, will I be infamous for eternity?"

Ying Lou stood with his hands behind his back, looking straight ahead and asked.

"The people do not know the truth, nor do they know your majesty's intentions, so they will naturally curse you. Even the historians will record all of this."

Li Si never hid anything in front of Ying Lou.

Answer what is what.

This is also his character as a student of Legalism.

"Forget it. Let the people curse as much as they want, and let the historians write as much as they want. What I want is for the Qin Dynasty to be immortal and the Central Plains to be indestructible."

Ying Lou held up the two jade seals and let them float in the air.

He wanted to see if this section of the Great Wall could achieve what he had imagined. (End of this chapter)