Saint Qin Batu

Chapter 497 The Finale

When Bai Qi and the 20 Qin army left, it was just a storm on the upper floors.Ordinary people just treat it as an ordinary expedition.

However, when Bai Qi came back, the whole Qin country was boiling.

Regardless of other things, just the three huge fairy islands were enough to shock them.

In the past few years, it is no longer a rare thing to be able to fly in the air.But let alone such a big island, even something the size of a house can be called a rare treasure if it can fly in the air.

In Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng also received the battle report from Bai Qi.

"Flying islands are interesting." Ying Zheng smiled slightly.

"Yes, Your Majesty, there are too many good things hidden in the fairyland. It's a pity that they don't use them." Beside Ying Zheng, Feng Quji also echoed with a smile.

"In this way, there will be a lot of trouble left for the army to go out in the future." On the other side, Wei Liao, who is a national lieutenant, interjected a rare sentence.

"The army is going out..." Ying Zheng paused slightly.

Wei Liao and Feng Quji couldn't help but looked at each other, and they both had a little guess in their hearts.

"The two lovers think, if the army goes out, how much is appropriate?"

"Nowadays, if the army is going to fight in an unknown world, the more the better." Wei Liao, who is a national lieutenant, clasped his hands and replied.

Ying Zheng smiled, nodded and said, "Indeed, the more the better."

The three fairy mountains flew all the way towards Xianyang.

As people in the fairyland, the monks who used to be high above and looked down on the ancestral land, the closer they were to Xianyang, the more they felt dull.

At first, when the fairy mountain appeared on the land of the Qin Kingdom, seeing the astonished appearance of those mortals, they were inevitably a little complacent in their hearts.

However, gradually, they discovered it.People look at them with eyes that don't seem to be reverence.It's a look of pride.

pride?What are they proud of?
When the monks in the secret realm saw the crowds of soldiers from the Qin Army below, they felt a sense of clarity in their hearts.

Yes, they are nothing but a group of captives.What people are envious of is not their fairy island, but it belongs to the state of Qin.

It has to be said that although the monks in the secret realm are not very strong because of the lack of real combat.However, the background of the secret realm still exists.

When it comes to the refining of those rare treasures, as well as the refining of elixir, Qin Guo is far inferior to those people in the secret realm.

Therefore, when the entire secret realm was moved to Xianyang by Ying Zheng, there was no imaginable humiliation or imprisonment, but Ying Zheng gave them a lot of power.

Although the three fairy mountains are very large, the secret realm is very small.After hundreds of years, thousands of monks gathered together, one can imagine how small the circle of life is.

However, Xianyang is different.All kinds of people, all kinds of food, and places to play.Soon, those who are silent in the bitterness of cultivation all day long, and at the same time have poor xinxing will sink.

And those depraved people, not only don't know it, but will help Qin to improve the favor of other people in the secret realm.

Under the circumstances of both kindness and power, people in the secret realm, even if they are unwilling to serve Qin, they have nothing to do.Otherwise, it must be Ying Zheng's butcher knife that greets them.

Moreover, after such a death, not only no one will appeal for his grievances, but even a lot of criticisms will come earlier.

After all, the wealth in the secret realm far exceeded Ying Zheng's imagination.

There are many secret recipes for refining equipment and alchemy, but they could not be used due to the lack of resources in the secret realm.Now, under the huge resources of the Qin State, there is a chance to be alive again.

So, gradually, the fairyland monks who were still a little reluctant in their hearts are now enjoying it.

While Qin State digested and absorbed all the details of the fairyland.Qin's sergeants were also not idle.

Although the current Hangu Pass is still shrouded in white mist, it is no longer as daunting as it was at the beginning.

The white mist with the power to erode people's hearts, after Bai Qi's unremitting study in the past few years, can finally be gradually controlled.

After the white mist was mastered, what was originally a dangerous thing became an excellent way for the soldiers of the Qin army to practice.

Therefore, Hangu Pass, where no strangers have been seen for several years, has once again become a place full of people.Every day, troops from different places will enter the customs to improve their xinxing.

Of course, entering Hanguguan to cultivate is not without danger.

The dream that was as real as it was was like the Sansheng Stone.Although it is slightly inferior, the effect is not much worse.

Therefore, while practicing, it is also possible to completely get lost in the dream.Moreover, since most of these white mist are formed by the unyielding fighting consciousness of the strong after death, their dreams will appear extremely cruel.

If this kind of thing happens, under normal circumstances, Bai Qi, who sits at Hangu Pass, can give some guidance,
But once a person's obsession is too deep, or his heart is too weak, it is not impossible to sink completely.

Danger and opportunity always coexist. Although there is a certain risk of death, the effect is equally astonishing.

In just a few months, those sergeants who have experienced Hangu Pass have become more calm than before entering the pass.

And this kind of spiritual improvement will undoubtedly make the power of the battle soul they can condense thicker and stronger.

Ten years later, the strength of the entire Qin State has been improved several times again.

Above Lishan Mountain, the once lush Lishan Mountain is now like a natural fortress.Except for the numerous palaces, there are murderous intentions hidden in almost every place.

In more than ten years, whether it is the Mohist organ technique or the Gongshu organ technique, after obtaining many refining methods in the secret realm, they have greatly improved.

Now, even Nascent Soul or Marrow Refining Realm will be noticed immediately as long as they set foot on Mount Li.Moreover, there is no need for the restrictions arranged by the Yin Yang family, just relying on some mechanisms are enough to kill those monks.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Dense black divine thunders kept falling from the sky and landed on Ying Zheng's body fiercely.

However, Ying Zheng, who was in the realm of transforming gods, did not hold up the slightest defense, and just resisted forcefully.

The precious silk dragon robe on her body has been shattered into countless fragments, and her fair skin, which was originally fair, has also been scorched into pieces.

"Personally control the divine thunder, and practice body training step by step. If only I had the opportunity at the beginning..." In front of a palace on Lishan Mountain, the abbot patriarch looked at Ying Zheng in the sky, and sighed softly.

That's right, Ying Zheng is going through a catastrophe now.However, his transcending tribulation is different from that of the abbot ancestor, Penglai ancestor and others.

Ying Zheng didn't have any defense at all, relying entirely on his own perception, tempering his physical body to the limit.And when the limit of the physical body is improved, then the power of the divine thunder will be increased, thereby increasing one's own limit.

And Ying Zheng's body tempering has lasted for half a day, and, depending on the situation, there is no tendency to stop.

"Although the benefits are great, how can ordinary people endure such pain. If it were you, would you be willing?" Shi Yunzi said with a cold snort.

The ancestor of the abbot smiled awkwardly and said, "I'll just talk about it."

The divine thunder continued, and the deafening thunder continued for another afternoon, and did not stop until evening.

(End of this chapter)