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

Since then, there has been a small noodle shop in Wangyuling. The owner of the noodle shop is a young man, and he is accompanied by two dogs, one black and one white, all year round.

"Xiao Chen! Give me a bowl of shredded pork noodles."

An old man with a hunched back and a cane came to Chen Ning's stall.

"Okay, Crazy Uncle, go in and sit down first."

Chen Ning responded, and skillfully grabbed a handful of noodles and put them into the pot. Meanwhile, Heizi, standing by, glanced at the old man with a sidelong glance, as if he was disgusted.

After a while, a bowl of steaming noodles was ready, covered with a layer of shredded meat.

"Uncle Feng, eat slowly, don't be in a hurry."

"Haha, good."

After Chen Ning gave the noodles to the old man, he lazily lay down on the recliner in front of the store, rocking it back and forth.

"Woof woof!!"

Heizi said with some dissatisfaction that he had opened a noodle shop and almost lost hundreds of years of savings in just a few years.

Chen Ning didn't care about Heizi's dissatisfaction: "The world is broken, and there will always be people who can patch it up. Just do things with a clear conscience and have nothing to be ashamed of. Little Heizi, it's still too early for you."

The old man ate very seriously and quickly. In just a few moments, he had finished a big bowl of noodles and even drank up all the noodle soup.

The old man walked up to Chen Ning with a staggering step, and tremblingly took out a round stone coin from his inner pocket. On the stone coin were written crookedly: "Daxia Tongbao".

Chen Ning's eyes lit up: "Oh, Crazy Uncle, that's great, you've made a fortune! You've even got Tongbao, and I still have to give you eighty-eight coins."

Chen Ning took the stone coin Tongbao from Feng Bo and opened a specially made wooden box. Inside was surprisingly full of these stone coins. At first glance, there were hundreds of them, large and small.

Then he opened the iron box next to the wooden box, which contained regular copper coins. He counted out eighty-eight coins and solemnly handed them to Feng Bo.

After taking the coins, Feng Bo walked happily towards the meat stall not far away, and even his steps became much lighter.

The old man selling porridge, cakes and fried dough sticks nearby had obviously seen this scene many times before, but he couldn't help but advise: "Xiao Chen, I know you mean well. But you are still young and need to save money to get married. Look, your noodle shop business is good, but you just can't make any money. Sigh..."

Chen Ning could naturally sense Uncle Zhang's concern, and a warm feeling flowed through his heart. He said softly, "Uncle Zhang, it's okay. I earn less money and it doesn't affect anything, but if they don't have this money, they might starve to death."

Uncle Zhang glared at Chen Ning unhappily: "We are just ordinary people. We just need to take care of ourselves. We don't have the energy to care about others!"

Then Zhang Bo's voice suddenly became quiet, and he pointed to the sky cryptically: "If the one in heaven doesn't care, who else in Daxia will care about ordinary people?"

Chen Ning raised his head and looked in the direction Zhang Bo pointed. On the city wall to the north of Yuling, there were countless powerful and abnormal auras lurking. It seemed that as long as an order was given, those powerful auras would pounce on the Qin Dynasty opposite like tigers and leopards.

It's a bit sad to say that the closer to Daqin, the land of gods and demons, the safer the mortals are. However, those mortal cities within the interior of Shenzhou have long been devastated.

Chen Ning murmured, "What on earth is that person thinking? He is the leader of the human race after all!"

. . .

At the highest observation tower on Wangyu Ridge, Ji Qianhuang, dressed in a golden dragon robe, looked at Daqin with eyes that became extremely fiery.

"It's almost there, it's almost there, it will be there soon!"

Jiang Shang, standing behind him, showed a trace of deep worry in his eyes. If it weren't for the current Great Xia Lord, he wouldn't have had the chance to take that step. If it weren't for the obsession in his heart that held him back from taking that step, he would definitely stop him from doing such a crazy thing.

However, if this person can really take that step, all the sacrifices will be worth it. Jiang Shang has never been a person who likes to gamble, but the current Daxia has no choice.

"Your Majesty, I, this old minister, suggest that all the various gods and demons that have been imprisoned over the years, as well as human criminals, be escorted to the Great Qin Realm."

"Oh?"

Ji Qianhuang turned around and looked at Jiang Shang, somewhat surprised.

"Old Jiang Shang, have you suddenly come to your senses?"

Jiang Shang didn't feel the slightest bit of resentment towards Ji Qianhuang's teasing. "Firstly, Yu'er is, after all, the daughter of an old minister. If there really is a chance to restore her to her former self, I would certainly want to. Secondly, now that things have come to this, is there any point in opposing it?"

Hearing Jiang Shang's words, Ji Qianhuang was slightly dazed, and his expression softened: "Do as you say! Yu'er is gone, and you are my only relative."

Jiang Shang sighed slightly: "But this is also risky. If those people unite with the Qin Dynasty, it will also be a big trouble."

"They are just a bunch of chickens and dogs. What kind of waves can they stir up? I will take over!"

Ji Qianhuang's domineering voice sounded, and the power of the Lord of the Human Race was undoubtedly demonstrated at this moment. If I can save you, what does it matter even if I become the enemy of the whole world?

In the following time, the Qin Dynasty, located on the border of the three tribes, became extremely lively, with countless powerful people being exiled here from all over China every day.

"What's going on? Why are powerful people, who are rarely seen normally, appearing so frequently lately?"

"You don't know this, do you? My cousin is in the Imperial Guards, and he told me to move out of here right away! The Emperor will soon declare war on the Qin Empire!"

"Daqin? The newly established dynasty across the way? Do we need to go to war to deal with it?"

Some people dismiss it as merely a matter of geographical advantage. Without the protection of Heaven, the Four Heavenly Kings, the Ten Generals, and the Thirty-Six Heavenly Marquises of Daxia would all be old monsters in the Tribulation Crossing Stage. Any one of them could be easily crushed, right?

However, as soon as this person finished speaking, he was refuted by others: "You know shit! How do you think the Great Qin was able to be built? Without the support of the gods and demons, how could he have built it?"

"Alas, Daoist friend is right. If it were just Daqin, then there would be no need to worry. The gods and demons are still watching from behind."

"It's better to move away from here as soon as possible. When gods fight, mortals suffer."

"Haha, moving away from here? Do you still think that the God Clan and the Human Clan today are still in the old days when the borders were unbroken and there were no worries within the clan? Maybe the situation within the clan is even more dangerous than here!"

"Fellow Daoist! Stop your nonsense! How can you say such outrageous and rebellious words?"

Although such remarks were stopped in time, there were still many cultivators who looked at the powerful human beings standing above their heads with puzzled expressions.

Can you still be considered the sages of the human race today?

Ji Qianhuang's vast spiritual consciousness enveloped the entire Wangyu Ridge. He listened to the discussions below without revealing any emotion. No one knew what he was thinking.

Jiang Shang, the prime minister of Great Xia State, who was standing behind him, looked at the tall figure in front of him with a complicated expression.