Saint Qin Batu

Such an army would have been unimaginable 30 years ago.Even the Tianjin Army, which was in full swing at the time, might not be as good.

However, times have changed.After the Qin ruled the world, under the support of the huge national fortune and aura, such an army, among the nearly one million Qin army, was just a sparse and ordinary one.

"Brother, for this big move, as long as we enter the thousand ranks, it will be enough to honor the lintel!"

On the street, a pair of brothers in their 20s looked excited.

"Don't take it lightly. Although our strength is considered good in the county, the real geniuses are all in Xianyang." The man who looked older said.

Although the two of them are only in their 20s, they both have innate late-stage strengths. If they were before, they must have been stunning talents that would have caused a sensation in the world.

However, in today's empire, although they are considered excellent, they can only be regarded as ordinary geniuses.

And the purpose of their trip is exactly what they said.

The big move was set up five years ago, after His Majesty the Emperor destroyed Rome, in order to recruit talents from all over the world.

Here, regardless of literary or martial arts, regardless of background, as long as you have extraordinary talent, you can get the attention of the court.

Once you enter the top [-], you can not only enter the national studies for further study.It is even possible to get the gift of His Majesty the Emperor, and the life span and strength can be greatly improved.

Life is alive, no matter how the world changes, there is always one thing that will not change.That is, people will always pursue fame and fortune.

And as long as you can make a big move, you can get both.Therefore, every three years, Xianyang City will be immersed in extraordinary excitement.

The previous soldiers also existed for this purpose.

"Unexpectedly, after we circled around, we came back here again..." On the street, a man who looked cold said softly.

"Facts have proved that we were indeed wrong at the beginning." A gentle voice sounded in the man's ear, and Xue Nu gently held Gao Jianli's hand and said.

"Then what did we do back then? What are Jing Ke, Juzi, Big Iron Hammer?"

In Gao Jianli's voice, there was no resentment, only a trace of melancholy.

Xue Nu fell into silence and did not answer.It's not that you don't want to answer, but that you don't know how to answer.

"Let's go, the giant is still waiting for us." This is, another voice sounded.Robber Zhi's figure appeared next to the two of them.

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Outside Xianyang City, in this same place where every inch of land is precious, there is still a manor that covers an area of ​​several hectares.

"Han Mansion..."

Under the huge plaque, Han Fei smiled slightly.Immediately, he took a step, ignoring the closed gate, and jumped into the courtyard.

"Buzz!"

A piercing and sharp sound rang in Han Fei's ears.A blue long sword was directly between Han Fei's neck.It only needs to move forward a little bit, and Han Fei's life can be taken away.

"I remember I said that you are not welcome here!" Wei Zhuang's voice was deep and magnetic, but there was a trace of chill in it.

More than ten years have passed since the matter of the organ city. Although Wei Zhuang has been keeping his name incognito, he has also obtained a lot of things about the Western Expedition of the Empire through Zhang Liang.

Listening to Zhang Liang's rest, Rome, and countless strange place names.Wei Zhuang knew that his vision was still too narrow.

Moreover, judging from the footsteps of Yingzheng's conquest, it is obvious that he already knew the existence of those countries.

Recalling the South Korea he once longed for, Wei Zhuang thought it was a joke.Just a silly game between children.

Knowing that Han Fei is still alive, Wei Zhuang, who gave up his great cause of restoring the country, became completely obsessed with martial arts.And this house was gifted to him by Han Fei by Zhang Liang.

And Wei Zhuang is indeed a rare genius in hundreds of years.In more than ten years, his strength has already climbed from the bone cutting level to the peak of the marrow refining level.

As for the so-called cutting bones and refining the marrow, it was the name of the realm set by Ying Zheng after a large number of people broke through the innate realm.

Because martial arts is from the outside to the inside, from the body to the mind.Therefore, the Bone Cutting Realm is basically equivalent to the Golden Elixir Realm of Immortal Dao, and the Marrow Refining Realm is the Nascent Soul Realm.

And on top of refining the marrow, there is the realm of casting the Tao.It's just that Bai Qi is the only one who has reached the realm of casting Tao now.

"My home, I can't come back. How can this work?" Han Fei was not annoyed by Wei Zhuang's attitude, and spread his hands.

"Brother!" A slightly nervous voice sounded.

Chi Lian, who was originally a femme fatale, seemed to have turned back into the once innocent and romantic red lotus at this time.However, at this moment, his eyes were fixed on Wei Zhuang's sword, for fear that Wei Zhuang would hurt Han Fei.

"Yingzheng, let you be a lobbyist?" Wei Zhuang ignored Honglian, still staring at Han Fei and asked.

Han Fei smiled indifferently and said, "Brother Wei Zhuang, it is a great opportunity for a group of heroes to gather in Xianyang, and I just remind you."

"Hmph!" Wei Zhuang snorted coldly, seemingly disdainful.

The smile on Han Fei's face grew stronger.It is no secret that Yingzheng has recruited talents and improved the strength of the army in recent years.

However, the whole world now belongs to Qin.What is Ying Zheng's purpose in doing this?There was still a trace of curiosity in Wei Zhuang's heart.

This attitude was also waiting for Han Fei's answer.

"Your Majesty wants to go east to the sea, and have a showdown with those old antiques from more than a thousand years ago!"

Han Fei's words shocked Wei Zhuang slightly.

Thousands of years ago, wasn't that the time of Zhou Wu?No need to think about the strength of those who can survive.

And all that Ying Zheng did was to deal with them.This made Wei Zhuang's heart start to sprout involuntarily.

Now, although Wei Zhuang's realm has reached the peak of refining marrow, but there is no real opponent who can fight.

This also made Wei Zhuang completely unaware of the extent of his own strength.

Although there are still people who are more powerful than him, Wei Zhuang knows better that those people are unlikely to fight against them.

"People from thousands of years ago? Interesting!" Wei Zhuang said softly with a long-lost smile on his lips.

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Chapter 472 All Talents Are in My Hands

As the day of the massacre drew closer, Xianyang gradually became overcrowded.

"Your Majesty, the number of people participating in the big campaign has reached more than [-]. As soon as the time comes, the selection can begin."

Xun Kuang, who was the examiner, had a hint of fire in his eyes.The big move three years ago seemed a bit hasty and incomplete, but this time, Xun Kuang spent a lot of thought.

As the imperial situ, Xun Kuang's age has already reached the end of his life.However, with Yingzheng's fortune in the country, Xun Kuang not only showed no signs of aging, but became more and more energetic.

"It's time for Situ." Ying Zheng nodded, as if he didn't have much enthusiasm for this big move.