Daqin: The imperial mausoleum has been signed for 13 years, with millions of soldiers

Ying Zheng no longer had much hope for Luo Wang, and he was more at ease when he sent the shadow guards.

The Shadow Secret Guards are personal bodyguards. As the name suggests, they act quickly, kill decisively, and follow them like a god of death. Although their rank is not high, they have the power of life and death, and they directly accept Ying Zheng's orders.Therefore, it is called "like maggots attached to bones, like a shadow, like a king in person."

"You go back."

Ying Zheng looked at the ugly-looking people below, and waved his hands.

"Yes!"

After hearing the words, all the ministers left the Qilin Hall one after another.

Soon, only Ying Zheng was left sitting on the dragon chair in the Qilin Hall.

"Is the demon god described by General Wang Li consistent with your situation in northern Xinjiang?"

Ying Zheng said.

"Yes, they come from the same source, and the attack methods and descriptions are very similar."

Gai Nie's figure appeared beside Ying Zheng.

"How is the strength of the demon god?"

"Very strong! I heard that Xiang Shaoyu is born with supernatural power, and his strength has reached the second rank of Dzogchen. He is the strongest person in the Xiang family."

"But he was defeated by the demon god with one move. The strength of the demon god may have reached the first-rank level."

Ge Nie said seriously.

In the realm of cultivation, there are also very different divisions.

From the first grade to the ninth grade.

The first rank is the strongest, and the ninth rank is the worst. Generally, most people who have just stepped into cultivation are at the level of the ninth rank.

Only when you have reached the third rank, can you be considered strong.

Being able to resist the second rank is the mainstay of most forces.

Xiang Shaoyu is the second-rank Dzogchen, the strongest in the second-rank realm.

"Then what are your chances of winning when you meet the Demon God?"

Ying Zheng looked at Gai Nie suspiciously.

"very!"

Ge Nie said confidently.

In his eyes, the demon god is just a master of the first rank.

But he is already in the realm of first-grade Dzogchen.

Each rank is also divided into many levels, the first rank is the first rank, the first rank is the intermediate rank, the first rank is the advanced rank, and finally the first rank is the Dzogchen realm.

It is very difficult to cross a small realm, especially at the first-rank level, no small realm is like a natural moat.

Gai Nie is one of the few first-rank Dzogchen powerhouses in the Great Qin Dynasty.

Over the past hundred years, there have been absolutely no more than one hand who have been able to step into this realm. He still has this confidence.

Chapter 13 Heaven is jealous of talents, son lives forever

Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction.

As expected of being the number one expert around him, this kind of confidence is not something ordinary people can have.

"Fu Su, how is Hu Hai studying?"

Ying Zheng looked at Gai Nie suspiciously.

Gai Nie is Ying Zheng's swordsmanship teacher, and also Hu Hai's swordsmanship teacher. He teaches Hu Hai how to practice swordsmanship on weekdays.

"The two study hard."

"Fusu's swordsmanship style is quite upright and straightforward."

"Hu Hai is talented and intelligent, his swordsmanship is very fierce, and his thoughts are meticulous."

Ge Nie thought for a while.

These two are His Majesty's heirs. Compared with others, he usually pays more attention to them.

"Are they expected to reach your level?"

Ying Zheng looked at Gai Niedao.

This is the answer he wanted most, a powerful master appeared in the emperor's family.

"Here, although the two young masters are very talented, it may not be that simple to reach my level. It is possible to have an adventure."

Ge Nie shook his head.

Although Ying Zheng is his boss, he won't say anything that goes against the facts.

"Among my descendants, there is no one who can provoke the leader."

Ying Zheng sighed softly.

"No, among the sons, there is one who can reach my level."

"Who!"

Ying Zheng was puzzled.

"Young master lives forever!"

Ge Nie slowly spit out four words.

"What did you say? The talent for longevity is the highest!"

Ying Zheng was surprised.

Winning the Changsheng Extreme Yin Body, it is a problem to go out, but the talent is the highest, which he really did not expect.

"Yes, 13 years ago, Young Master Changsheng learned swordsmanship with me. In just one day, he comprehended the half-style hundred-step flying sword, and he mastered it in three days!"

Genie nodded.

"Why have you never mentioned this to me, why haven't you heard of it?"

Ying Zheng looked at Gai Nie in surprise.

"This is an agreement between the minister and the son."

"Back then, the young master was going to enter the imperial mausoleum, and he agreed with me to leave the half-style and half-step flying sword. After he came out of the imperial mausoleum, he would learn from me."

"After comprehending the full-style hundred-step flying sword, I will tell you the news."

"But now 13 years have passed, but the young master has not."

Gaine sighed softly.

When Ying Zheng heard this, his eyes suddenly became gloomy.

This is heaven's jealousy of talents, who gave Ying Changsheng such a talent for cultivation, but was born with an extremely yin body.

Over the years, he has searched for famous doctors, but they were unable to heal him. In desperation, he could only let Ying Changsheng live in the imperial mausoleum for 13 years.

At the age of seven, Ying Changsheng, who should have been carefree, entered the dark imperial tomb.

In the blink of an eye, 13 years have passed.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng felt a dull pain in his heart.

"If Changsheng is here, it should be very strong."

Ying Zheng looked at the sky with sadness in his eyes.

Thanks to the precepts of his ancestors, Yingzheng could not go to the imperial tomb.

Thirteen years have passed, and he has never been to the imperial mausoleum once.

The location of the imperial tomb is very important, and no one can be sent to the imperial tomb to determine the life and death of Ying Changsheng.

For so many years, he didn't know whether Ying Changsheng was alive or dead.

Ying Zheng would often blame himself. He may be a qualified emperor, but he is definitely not a qualified father.

.........

Mojia, the city of organs.

Among the mountains.

Dozens of war horses appeared in the mountains.

Xiang Shaoyu drove the horse and ran wildly.

Fan Zeng, who was next to him, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the mountains in front of him.

"Young master, you've arrived at the Mo family."

Fan Zeng said.

"Don't take revenge! You are not a gentleman!"

Xiang Shaoyu gritted his teeth and said.

The fear given to them by the enemy today, in the future, he will definitely repay it twice!

The organ bird appeared in front of them, and a hole slowly opened in the mountain in front of them.

..........

Chu land.

Handan led the shadow guards here.

They went all the way from Chudi to Qinling Mountains, and when they reached Qinling Mountains, the clues were broken.

Looking at the [-] mountains of the Qinling Mountains in front of him, Handan's scalp felt numb.

Where should he start looking for these [-] mountains, and when can he find them.

The other Shadow Secret Guards looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

When they got here, they didn't find anything at all. When they investigated before, this kind of problem never happened.

All of this is too weird. How could a hundred thousand troops suddenly disappear without a trace? It is very scary to think about it.

After Handan said in a low voice for a while, he immediately sent people to Xianyang City. He wanted to tell His Majesty the news as soon as possible!

.........

Qinling, Lishan.

In the main tomb.

Ying Changsheng sat on the white jade bed, and a black figure appeared behind him.

"My lord, the Demon God and his army have all returned to the imperial tomb."

"There is a group of people who have chased from Chu to Qinling. Now they are in the Qinling Mountains. According to their words, they are Yingzheng's shadow guards."

Wen Ning said.

"Shadow Secret Guard?"

Ying Changsheng said in surprise.

If he remembered correctly, the Shadow Secret Guard was Ying Zheng's secret guard, an organization led by Zhang Han.

"Yes, they are currently in the Qinling Mountains."

Wen Ning nodded.

"Let them find it, don't worry about them."

Ying Changsheng shook his head and said.

"There is one more thing, the Demon God asked me to tell you specifically."

"The leader of the Xiang family died in his hands, but he let the young master of the Xiang family run away. He was a young man whose strength had already reached the level two Dzogchen. He might become a threat to the young master in the future."

Wen Ning nodded and said.