I can start with eternal life and summon the ancestors of China!

Fu Hao looked at the figure that was gradually moving away, lost in thought: Why could he be so selfish and so confident?

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a flash of light passed by, and a jade token appeared in Fu Hao's hand, with a word written on it: Ji.

"If you need help in the future, you can bring this token to Shicheng to find me."

A gentle voice sounded in Fu Hao's ears, without any of the previous domineering majesty.

"She's really crazy. She's just a woman. I don't know how she became the emperor of Daxia."

Liu Bang walked over muttering. It was impossible for a hero like him to understand Ji Qianhuang's thoughts.

"The Regent of the Qin Dynasty, Liu Bang, greets his stepmother, Xin!"

Fu Hao calmly put away the token in her hand and looked back at Liu Bang.

"Great Shang, Fu Hao!"

"Hahaha, Stepmother Xin, you are the first female general recorded in our Chinese history! It's an honor to meet you!"

"What is going on here? Can you explain?"

Fu Hao was truly puzzled by so many things. Was this the world after death? And what about those people's magical powers? Why was it so different from the Chinese world?

"Stepmother Xin, just follow me and I will explain everything to you."

Liu Bang used his own magic power to drag Fu Hao up, flew up to a hundred feet in the air, and flew towards the Qin Palace.

"If only that reckless Xiang Yu had come, I would have crushed him to death right now!"

Liu Bang thought viciously in his heart that if Xiang Yu didn't come, he would get a headache every time he thought about it. Liu Bang was never afraid of people with brains, but he was afraid of those who were brainless and had explosive force. What's more, this world is a world of immortal cultivation, and absolute force can overturn all conspiracies and tricks.

"Regent, Regent..."

A series of soft cries interrupted Liu Bang's thoughts.

"Oh! That's right, Stepmother Xin. The world we live in now is completely different from the China of our previous life. This is a world of cultivating immortals..."

huh~~~

After listening to Liu Bang's introduction, Fu Hao let out a long breath that she had been holding all the way. What a fairyland! It was indeed much more exciting than the Shang Dynasty of China in her previous life.

If this isn't the world after death, but rather a place summoned by someone, then Wu Ding might not necessarily come...

For some reason, Fu Hao felt a little secretly happy when she thought that she might not meet Wu Ding in this world. In this world, Fu Hao is the one who makes her own decisions!

A fierce look flashed in Fu Hao's eyes, and she said to Liu Bang, "Your Highness, Prince Regent, how should I practice? Please give me some advice!"

There was a look of satisfaction in Liu Bang's eyes. This woman was worthy of being recorded in history books. She entered this state so quickly!

"Somebody come!"

"See Prince Regent!"

"Take General Fuhao to the Huaxia Academy and greet the public. General Fuhao is a fellow Huaxia native."

When the soldiers who received the order heard the words "fellow Chinese", their eyes gradually brightened. He was from that place!

"Yes!"

I responded excitedly, maybe this time I could witness the birth of another legend, and he would be the leader!

"Sorry for the trouble, little brother!"

Fu Hao thanked him quietly. To her now, any person here was like a towering sacred mountain with no end in sight. If even a little bit of their aura leaked out, she would feel suffocated.

"General Fuhao, you don't have to be polite. Just call me Wang San."

Wang San was terrified. The Emperor of Qin and the King of Han were from the same hometown! There was a saying in the Qin Dynasty that the Emperor of Qin and the King of Han were actually from the immortal world. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain their speed of cultivation.

"Then I won't be polite with you, little brother Wang San."

"You're welcome, you're welcome. I hope the general will be successful in his training in the future and take care of me... Hehe!"

Wang San flattered himself and said what he wanted to say, what if? What if?

"Will do!"

Fu Hao responded neither servilely nor arrogantly. This demeanor doesn't resemble that of a mortal meeting an immortal cultivator for the first time. Wang San's suspicion that China was the immortal realm became even more unwavering.

After a while, the two of them arrived at the very center of the Great Qin Palace. It was a courtyard with a quadrangle layout, with a gate in the middle and a plaque inscribed by the Qin Emperor himself hanging on it: Huaxia Academy!

"Great words! Such a strong aura of dragon luck!"

Looking at those four words, Fu Hao exclaimed in amazement, the person who wrote these words must be a natural emperor!

Hearing Fu Hao praising the Emperor, Wang San's chest puffed out slightly, and he said proudly, "Yes, that was written by the Emperor himself!"

The Qin Emperor? Another fellow Chinese mentioned by Liu Bang? This world is truly fascinating!

As soon as you step into the Huaxia Academy, you will see three courtyards. There is a character in front of each courtyard: the one in the middle is "Fa", the one on the right is "Ti", and the one on the left is "Yi".

Under each character stood a person, some meditating, some lying on a recliner, some practicing body exercises. Seeing someone come in, several of them didn't even raise their eyelids. Not everyone was qualified to become his disciple.

"Ahem, fellow seniors..."

Wang San coughed lightly, but before he could finish his words, three auras of perfect fusion pressed towards him, directly suffocating him, a small cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, what level of contestant dares to disturb our meditation?

"Dear...seniors, she...she is Chinese..."

He finished his words in a halting manner.

The overwhelming pressure disappeared in an instant, and the movements of several great monks who had achieved perfect fusion also stopped.

"But, what about the China of the Qin and Han dynasties?"

The white-haired old man in front of the word "Fa" asked softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the woman.

Wang San was disdainful. "That's it? Where's your pride?" But there was no disrespect on his face.

"Exactly. A fellow countryman of the Emperor of Qin and the Emperor of Han, a Chinese!"

boom!

A giant hand appeared, slapped Wang San away with one slap, and captured Fu Hao in the blink of an eye!

"First come, first served. Excuse me, both of you!"

Bang!

The middle-aged man in front of the character "体" exuded tremendous energy and vitality, which shook off the white-haired old man's giant spiritual hand in one fell swoop!

"Hmph! Baimei, this world values ​​strength over all else. Who the hell is going to fight you first?"

"Reckless man! This person is a woman. How can she be practicing with you?"

Baimei was extremely angry and cursed!

"That's something I'll have to practice first! Coincidentally, I've never seen a strong female physical cultivator before."

Fu Hao, who was standing aside, was stunned by the sight of the two cultivators who looked like gangsters. How could it be that their situation was completely different from what she had imagined?

Just as the Taoist priest with white eyebrows was about to say something, the young man under the word "异" who had been motionless suddenly shouted at the top of his voice, "Master! The man from China is here!"

"Hahaha! It's finally here! I predicted a hundred years ago that there was a girl from the same hometown as the Emperor of Qin and the King of Han who would be my last disciple!"

The strong man who had trained for physical fitness was suddenly startled and cried out that something was wrong.

"Fuck! How did we get this guy here? Baimei, I'll give this girl to you."

"hehe!"

A phantom appeared out of thin air in front of Fu Hao. The man was wearing a black robe, with only a pair of dark pupils exposed. He exuded an aura of nothingness, and even the sunlight was swallowed by him.

"Old man, ancestor, are you willing to take me as your master?"

Fu Hao stared at the man before her in shock. The sacrificial power within this man was so familiar to her! Was there also a sacrifice in this world? If the sacrifices of the Shang Dynasty in the past were theoretical, then the sacrificial power within the ancestral shrine before her was already tangible!

"Fuhao, I'm willing!"