Projection of heavens

boom!

The bald man thrust out his palm, and the wooden house where the two of them lived exploded into pieces, causing a violent airflow.

Its thick palm stretched out and seemed to encompass the world, giving Ah Xing a terrifying illusion that was unstoppable and unavoidable.

However, Ah Xing was not surprised, and he had no intention of taking action.

He just flashed to the side, revealing a man in white standing behind him.

"Planning to plot my emperor's mausoleum..."

The man in white raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes were cold and quiet, and he said calmly:

"Deserves to be killed!"

Boom!

The next moment, the vicious murderous aura erupted like an endless ocean, covering everything in the world.

It shrouded the perverted bald man and the middle-aged man.

"Such a terrifying murderous aura!"

The bald man's heart skipped a beat, and he closed his extended palm instantly, made a fist seal, and was about to strike.

Although the murderous intent of the man in white was extremely terrifying, it was not so overwhelming as to make him irresistible.

However, just when the punch was about to strike, his scalp suddenly became numb, and he felt an extremely silent gaze falling from the sky.

If you take action, you will die!

The bald man screamed in his heart, and the punch mark of the bombardment couldn't help but tremble.

It was enveloped by the murderous aura that was like a vast ocean.

...........

Years passed by slowly, and decades passed in a blink of an eye.

Time smoothed everything out, whether it was the shock of the First Emperor Realm or the raging world war before, they gradually faded away with time.

For decades, the war that was supposed to come never really broke out.

The entire Earth Star has fallen into rapid development, and in just a few decades, earth-shaking changes have taken place.

High-rise buildings are rising from the ground like a steel jungle, and society has developed beyond everyone's expectations.

The shock of the First Emperor Realm has changed many things, but many things seem to have remained unchanged.

The Lighthouse State has still become the most powerful country in the West, and its prosperity far exceeds that of other great powers.

However, the Huaxia Kingdom was a latecomer and ranked alongside the Lighthouse Kingdom as the strongest country on both the earth and the stars.

.........

The morning sun rises, swaying thousands of golden lights, illuminating the earth together with the Shihuang Realm, which is as big as stars.

The darkness faded away, revealing the extremely majestic mountains and rivers.

Lishan Mountain is a branch of the Qinling Mountains. It has beautiful green scenery and is as beautiful as a brocade. It is famous for the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

Especially decades after the First Emperor became known to the world, Lishan Mountain has almost become a holy place, with people coming and going every day, and there is a constant flow.

Either come as a pilgrimage or as a tourist to remember the past.

"The king of Qin swept across Liuhe, how majestic he looked! Swinging his sword to cut through the floating clouds, all the princes came to the west!"

On the top of Lishan Mountain under the morning sun, a young man in simple clothes looked up at the realm of the First Emperor above the sky, longing for it: "I wonder, what a graceful figure I am, the emperor of China for all eternity!"

The young man has a slender figure, a bit of frailty, and a delicate appearance, but there is a trace of vicissitudes in his eyes that is not easy to detect.

"The realm of the First Emperor is not something that ordinary people can expect. Ziyun, if you have the opportunity to go up there, please say hello to him on my behalf."

While the young man was sighing to himself, his companion sitting on the big stone shook his head slightly and said:

"Only those who have mastered the martial arts of Xian Qin and become innate martial arts masters are eligible to join Xian Qin! I'm afraid it will be difficult for me because of my weak body."

In the past few decades, the existence of Xian Qin has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and countless people have longed for it.

However, from the time Xian Qin first appeared in the world, the conditions for entry have been extremely demanding. Not only must he be a descendant of China, but he must also complete the introductory chapters of Xian Qin Martial Arts to become an innate martial artist.

In other words, breaking the sound barrier quickly is enough to move mountains.

This threshold, even though China has a population of more than one billion now, not many people can reach this threshold every year.

For example, some people who are born with weak bodies are even more elusive.

By the way, Xian Qin martial arts has long been popular in China. Even primary and secondary school students must practice Xian Qin's basic boxing techniques, Tiger Roar Fist, Ox Demon Powerful Fist and other boxing techniques during class.

Even with the development of science to this point, this is still the most suitable boxing method for practice.

"You always have to have a dream, what if it comes true?"

The young man named Ziyun smiled and comforted his companion.

Xian Qin martial arts practice is a powerful process.

A weak body is just a lower starting point.

His innate physique is not very strong, but he is stronger than his companions, but he has another secret.

"Xian Qin."

Another young man also sighed: "It would be great if I could go to the First Emperor's Realm."

Unlike Chen Ziyun, a popular figure on campus, he has been practicing martial arts for more than ten years, but he is just a martial arts student, and he has not been able to break through the level of meat training.

I am afraid it will be difficult to enter the realm of the First Emperor in my lifetime.

As for Chen Ziyun, he is a popular figure in the school. Not only is he excellent in studies, but he is also very strong in martial arts. He is a well-deserved male god on campus.

I don’t know how many girls fell in love with him.

"There will be a chance."

The young man named Ziyun withdrew his gaze and sat on the big rock next to his companion.

He and his companions are all college students from the same university. This time they came to Lishan to travel together and commemorate their memory.

"Chen Ziyun! Chen Ziyun!"

At this time, not far away, a young and beautiful girl ran over waving her arms.

"It's your admirer again..."

The young man sitting next to Chen Ziyun couldn't help rolling his eyes with envy.

"It's just a kid."

Chen Ziyun shook his head, his expression calm and his eyes without any fluctuation.

"You sound like you have gone through many vicissitudes of life. You are only twenty."

The companion couldn't help it and rolled his eyes again.

Chen Ziyun is good at everything, but he is a bit old-fashioned. He does not look like a masculine young man, but like a middle-aged man who has gone through many vicissitudes of life.

Chen Ziyun smiled and said nothing.

He is really not young anymore.

"Chen Ziyun, can you help me take pictures?"

The girl's delicate voice came, and Chen Ziyun smiled bitterly. He could only stand up, take the girl's mobile phone, and take pictures of her.

As the girl came, the group of people gathered on Lishan Mountain.

The Mausoleum of the First Emperor has long been vacated, and naturally there are no terracotta warriors and horses in Lishan Mountain. The only people who come and go are mountain climbers.

The top of Lishan Mountain has long been cut off, and it is extremely neat. At this time, there are stone tablets standing one after another. The life stories of many ministers and generals of Xian Qin are engraved on the stone tablets.

It is said that it was the stone tablet that the Immortal Qin God General in the First Emperor's Realm came down to earth and carried it himself.

Not only the famous Wu'an Lord Bai Qi, Prime Minister Li Si, the great eunuch Zhao Gao, but also the life of the First Emperor.

However, the stone tablet of the First Emperor was empty.

It is said that when the First Emperor erected a monument without words, he did not bother to publicize his achievements and left a blank space for future generations to comment.

Of course, this stone monument has stood for decades, but few people dared to leave words on it.

Although, in theory, a warrior with enough skills could carve words on it with his fingers.

However, the realm of the First Emperor hangs high in the sky, so most people naturally dare not leave writing on it, let alone evaluate that person easily.

"Emperor Qin, the ancestral dragon of China..."

"His merit is greater than that of the three emperors, his virtue is greater than that of the five emperors, and he is well-deserved to be called the First Emperor..."

"Sweep Liuhe, dominate the world, fall into ruin for two thousand years, shock the world as soon as it is born, frighten the great powers for decades, they dare not offend China, every time I think about it, my heart is surging!"

A number of snow-capped mountains surround the stone monuments, and they are filled with admiration.

Over the past few decades, the Realm of the First Emperor, the First Emperor, and Xian Qin have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Countless young people have made it their lifelong goal to reach the Realm of the First Emperor.

Although, the vast majority of people do not have the ability to step into the realm of the First Emperor.

"Ziyun, you are already a skin-refining warrior, you can try to leave words! The above words are also left by some contemporary geniuses. You are not inferior to them, why don't you mention words?"

After watching for a long time, someone suddenly spoke and looked at Chen Ziyun.

"Yes, Ziyun, you have the opportunity to ascend to the First Emperor's Realm and become an immortal. You also have the opportunity to leave a message!"

"Yes, yes! You are about to go to the Lighthouse Country to study war studies. I'm afraid it will be difficult to have a chance to leave a message in the future. This is the best opportunity."

"Yes! This is something that will last forever!"

A group of classmates also cheered.

This inscription is not something that ordinary people can inscribe, although in theory a samurai can leave words.

But this wordless monument seems to be alive, and not everyone can leave writing on it.

"Leave a message..."

Chen Ziyun thought for a moment, recalling the scenery of Lishan Mountain, and his heart moved slightly. UU reading www.uukanｽshu.net

Then he smiled and said: "That's fine. After I go to the Lighthouse Country, I don't know what year or month I will come back, so let's give it a try."

He didn't care about the crowd's booing.

After saying that, he raised his hand, landed on the wordless monument, and began to carve words.

A martial artist trains his muscles, a martial artist trains his sinews, and a warrior trains his skin.

A warrior could lift a cauldron, his muscles and bones were strong, and his skin could even withstand bullets. There was no difficulty in carving words on a stone tablet.

I saw the young man's fingers squirming, and he carved a line of text, a poem left by the previous people, praising the achievements of the First Emperor:

"The sun is bright in Xianyang and the moon is high,

The eternal sage Ling Zixiao.

The Great Wall has unrivaled achievements.

The spring beauty of Kyushu is so beautiful.

——Chen Ziyun! "

"The writing hasn't disappeared!"

A classmate recited it softly and couldn't help but feel shocked: "This is the First Emperor accepting Ziyun's evaluation!"

"It really hasn't disappeared!"

All the students who had been making noises were in an uproar.

Even the classmate who was the first to have other thoughts couldn't help but be dumbfounded: "Is this okay?"

Who was the First Emperor?

How can ordinary people be qualified to mention words for them? Evaluate its rights and wrongs?

To be recognized by this wordless monument, Chen Ziyun's future is limitless!

"Ziyun, you are so awesome!"

After coming back to their senses, all the students were amazed.

Chen Ziyun smiled slightly, without feeling impressed, and walked down the mountain.

All the classmates just came back to their senses, sighed repeatedly, and followed Chen Ziyun down the mountain path.

As a group of people walked down the mountain path, the poem on the stone tablet was immediately transformed into Immortal Qin seal script, and the name signed was also transformed into three Immortal Qin seal script:

Chen Qingzhi!

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