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

With this level of talent, even Xiaomeng, the number one genius of the Taoist sect, was inferior.

If it weren't for the influence of the extreme yin body, Ying Changsheng might have already reached the realm of first-rank Dzogchen.

"Father's news is really well-informed, and my son has learned it."

Ying Changsheng nodded and smiled.

It seems that father is still very concerned about him, so he knew it so soon.

There is nothing wrong with coming back by yourself.

Before coming to Xianyang, he was still wondering whether Daqin had forgotten him as the eldest son, and his father had never come to the imperial mausoleum to look for him.

But after yesterday and today, he immediately dismissed this idea.

Daqin still needed him very much, and his father did not forget him.

"God bless me, Daqin, I didn't expect a genius like you to appear in the royal family."

"Among the many princes, you should be the most satisfying father. Show the hundred-step flying sword for everyone to see."

Ying Zheng looked at Ying Changsheng with satisfaction. Ever since Ying Changsheng was born, he had been cultivating Ying Changsheng as the crown prince, but because of his extremely yin body, he had to change his plan.

But in the past 13 years, the other princes were not in a hurry to win Changsheng to be half good, so he still couldn't find someone who could succeed Ying Changsheng.

It has been delayed again and again, so that now, there is no clear person to set up a reserve.

What he didn't know was that because of his procrastination, there were already cliques forming in the palace.

Among them, the faction of Li Si and Zhao Gao supported Hu Hai the most.

Now that Ying Changsheng came back, although he only came back at two ends, he was very satisfied with Ying Changsheng's actions and ability.

People with both civil and military skills are very rare in this troubled world.

And Ying Changsheng is this man with both civil and military skills.

"Father, look after it."

"Today, I will use the Heavenly Questioning Sword you gave me to try my newly learned Hundred Step Flying Sword."

Ying Changsheng nodded, and with a movement of his right hand, the Tianwen Sword came out of its sheath.

From the moment he touched the hilt of the sword, a ray of light flashed in Ying Changsheng's eyes, and a fierce aura emerged from Ying Changsheng's body.

Ge Nie immediately took Ying Zheng away from Ying Changsheng's surroundings, and came to watch not far away.

Suddenly, Ying Changsheng's body moved and turned into a phantom, shuttling back and forth in the Qilin Hall.

Except for the white phantoms, Ying Changsheng's body could not be seen clearly at all, leaving only countless afterimages in the air.

It seems unpretentious and extremely fancy, but in fact a powerful aura appeared in the Qilin Hall.

The entire Qilin Temple was filled with a dangerous atmosphere, as if there was a killing formation hidden here, as long as one step forward, one might die here.

"Your Majesty, this move is the Illusory Shadow Step in the Hundred-Step Flying Sword. The Hundred-Step Flying Sword is about killing with one blow."

"In battle, once you lose the enemy's figure and don't know the enemy's movements, at this time, it is most likely to reveal your flaws."

"As long as the flaw is exposed, the hundred-step flying sword will die on the spot. This move is the essence of the hundred-step flying sword."

Gai Nie looked at Ying Zheng with a blank face, and quickly explained.

He almost forgot that His Majesty didn't know much about the Hundred Step Flying Sword, nor did he know what Ying Changsheng was doing now.

Seeing this scene from the outside, you may think that it is not very useful, but only when you face the Hundred Step Flying Sword in person, can you know how terrifying it is.

"Is this something that can be learned in a day?"

Ying Zheng frowned. He was a little confused when he saw this kind of movement, let alone perform it.

Only by seeing it with my own eyes can I know how complicated the hundred-step flying sword is. Just the shadow step alone cannot be learned overnight.

As for Ying Changsheng, he learned it in just one day, which is simply unbelievable.

"I don't know that the young master's talent is so high, it has already surpassed the cognitive scope of the minister. The young master is a genius in the sky. He has been born since he was a child, but now he is even more prosperous."

Gai Nie smiled wryly. He also wanted to know why Ying Changsheng could learn it in one day.

I have to say that after seeing Ying Changsheng learn it in one day, he felt a little sour for no reason.

It's not just him, how many people from Guigu Sect died in order to learn this hundred-step flying sword, and those who can learn it, without exception, are not bad in strength.

But it was this difficult-to-learn hundred-step flying sword that was learned in one day by a person who was not from the Guigu sect.

If the master Guiguzi knew about it, he might be eager to recruit Ying Changsheng into the Guigu faction.

However, the master was nowhere to be seen.

"Father, look after it."

"Ok?"

"This sword will be very handsome!"

As soon as Ying Changsheng finished speaking, a Heavenly Questioning Sword flew in the air at an extremely fast speed.

And the target of Tianwen Sword is the iron pot placed on the ground.

The sharp sword energy, carrying a powerful force, swept over.

"boom!"

A loud noise resounded in the Qilin Hall, and the imperial guards outside rushed in immediately after hearing the loud noise inside.

Chapter 87 Wang Jian

Hundreds of imperial guards surrounded Ying Zheng, looking around vigilantly.

With the loud noise just now, their instinctive reaction was that His Majesty was in danger, and they immediately entered the Qilin Hall to protect His Majesty.

Ever since Jing Ke assassinated the King of Qin, the guards of the Qilin Temple have been extremely strict, and the imperial guards are well-trained, and no flies can fly in.

All eyes were on Ying Changsheng.

I saw the iron pot shattered, split into two, and fell to the ground.

That loud noise was the sound of the iron pot falling.

Next to the iron pot, Ying Changsheng stood there, holding the Tianwen sword in his hand.

The Imperial Army immediately surrounded Ying Changsheng, and everyone raised their weapons and pointed at Ying Changsheng.

"Come on!"

The general of the Imperial Guard gave a loud shout and did not act immediately.

Ying Changsheng is the first day to go to court, and they don't know who Ying Changsheng is, especially now that Ying Changsheng is still holding a sword, their first reaction is to think that Ying Changsheng is an assassin.

"Go back."

Ying Zheng waved his hand, his eyes full of surprise.

The iron pot was cut in half by a single sword. This is how strong it is to do it.

"Yes!"

The general froze for a moment, and then took everyone out of here.

Although they were very puzzled, they did not dare to disobey His Majesty's order.

"That's right, your swordsmanship, I didn't expect it to have reached such a level."

Ying Zheng clapped his hands and praised unabashedly.

Indeed, Ying Changsheng's swordsmanship can't find any flaws, even Gai Nie's is nothing more than that.

Thinking about Ying Changsheng's hundred-step flying sword, which he just learned, it feels incredible. This sword technique, with its smooth and flowing style, looks like it was performed by an experienced swordsman.

"It's mainly because Teacher Gai Nie taught it well, otherwise I wouldn't be able to learn it."

Ying Changsheng shook his head, put the Tianwen sword into the scabbard with one hand, and put it away.

Since his father promised to give it to him, he didn't need to be pretentious and just accepted it.

"This is the son's outstanding talent, Gai Nie is ashamed of himself."

"Young Master is humble."

When Gai Nie heard this, his heart warmed up.

At this time, Ying Changsheng could still think of himself. Originally, this didn't have much to do with him. The main thing was Ying Changsheng's talent.

He just used the Hundred-Step Flying Sword in front of Ying Changsheng. He didn't teach too much. It can be said that Ying Changsheng learned it by himself.

Not relying on anyone, only on himself, every move, although very complicated, Ying Changsheng was able to remember it clearly, and even performed it perfectly.

"You two are almost done, step back."

Ying Zheng smiled slightly, looking at Ying Changsheng and Gai Nie, he was quite happy.

Not only Ying Changsheng, Gai Nie has been with him for so many years, and he has never been so happy.

As Gai Nie stayed in the palace longer and longer, he became more and more worried about Gai Nie.

Such a hundred families exist in this world, and the Guigu faction is one of them. At this time, he cannot guarantee that Gai Nie will always stay by his side and do things for him, but Ying Changsheng's return this time completely puts him in a bad position. His worries were relieved.

"Yes!"

Gai Nie agreed, and his figure flashed and disappeared from Ying Zheng's eyes.

"Father, the minister there has resigned."

Ying Changsheng also bid farewell, turned and left here.

Before leaving, he asked to come down and take away all the iron pots and other things placed in the Qilin Hall.

Outside the Qilin Hall, Wang Jian and Wang Li stood here waiting.

"General Wang Jian."

Ying Changsheng came over and said hello.

"Young master, you can figure it out."

"I just saw the forbidden army go in, I thought something serious happened."

The anxious Wang Jian also breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Ying Changsheng.

After so many years in the Great Qin Dynasty, he also knew that the forbidden army outside the Qilin Hall was set up, and it was an army to protect His Majesty's comfort.

Only when His Majesty is in danger, or when there is something strange in the Qilin Hall, will he enter the Qilin Hall.

Fortunately, Ying Changsheng came out safely, and the imperial army returned to their previous positions, and nothing major happened.

"It's all a misunderstanding."

"General Wang Jian, I haven't seen you in 13 years in a flash, don't come here without any problems."

"It looks like it's doing pretty well."

Ying Changsheng smiled, the old man was still as worried as ever.

The same was true for him who was bedridden 13 years ago. The person who appeared in the palace most times was not Ying Zheng, but Wang Jian in front of him.

After such a long time, he was the one who worried the most.

"Don't mention it, since the young master disappeared, I couldn't sleep well, and I couldn't eat well. I sent someone to look for your whereabouts, but was stopped by His Majesty."

"Your Majesty told me that after a while, son, you will come back, but this wait is 13 years."

"I didn't know to tell the old man when I came back. It made the old man worry for so many years."

Wang Jian glared at Ying Changsheng, 13 years, for most people, this is a very long time.

How many 13 years are there in a person's life?

If His Majesty hadn't told him that Ying Changsheng was just out, he would have searched for it no matter what the price.

"I just came back yesterday, isn't it too late?"

"I don't know how long it will take to go. You are still alive."

"It's been so many years, looking for a place to have a drink?"

Ying Changsheng joked disapprovingly. Although the two of them had such a big age difference, they got along like peers.