Qin State, Star Observation Tower.

Lu Qingshan leaned his head on the eucalyptus table.

The table was filled with peanuts, fruits, cakes and other snacks. Sitting opposite him was Qin Yitian, who was dressed in light clothes.

The two of them looked up at the vast sea of ​​stars in the sky for a long time.

"General, the world you are talking about is really countless times larger than the Principle Realm?" Qin Yitian peeled off a grape, handed it to Lu Qingshan, and asked softly.

"Of course, this place is too small." Lu Qingshan said.

Qin Yitian looked around.

Standing high above, thousands of lights are on.

Qin City alone is so deep and vast, how can this world be so small?

It's not that the world is too small, it's that the heart of the man in front of me is too big.

Lu Qingshan casually took another piece of pastry from the table and stuffed it into his mouth, muttering: "If you eat two more pieces, it is considered a local specialty. You will never have the chance to eat it in the future."

When Qin Yitian heard this, he looked at Lu Qingshan in surprise, "General is also preparing to leave the Principle Source Realm?"

"You've already left, what am I still doing here?" Lu Qingshan said matter-of-factly.

"Didn't the general say that the Taoism of our Taoist world is the embodiment of the Three Thousand Great Dao, and it is of great help to the monks' enlightenment? Why don't you stay for a while and have a good time to understand it?"

"Your Highness, there are differences between monks. I am a sword cultivator. Sword cultivators do not need to learn the Tao." Lu Qingshan said calmly: "I will walk my own path."

Combine the Tao, merge the Tao, and compete with the Tao of Heaven for world power?

What does that have to do with sword cultivation?

The power of sword cultivators does not come from heaven or earth, but only comes from the sword in the hand and the will in the heart.

"Sword Cultivator" Qin Yitian had a smile on his lips. Somehow, he always had an inexplicable fondness for this identity.

"Have you arranged everything in the Qin Kingdom?" Lu Qingshan asked instead.

Qin Yitian nodded, "I originally defaulted that when the time comes, I will die under the law of cause and effect, so I have already started arranging my posthumous affairs very early."

"I won't let you die." Lu Qingshan interrupted Qin Yitian.

Qin Yitian looked at Lu Qingshan, smiled happily and nodded: "I know."

Her eyes wandered and fell on the dragon bird placed by Lu Qingshan on the eucalyptus table. "It doesn't make sense no matter how you think about it, a person who dies because of the sword must live because of the sword."

"Aren't you afraid?" Lu Qingshan asked.

"If you are not afraid of Heaven, why should you be afraid of this?" Qin Yitian shook his head indifferently.

At this moment, her body seemed to exude a light that even the sky must face squarely.

Five days later.

Outside Qin City, a solitary peak and cliff stand among the forest.

The vast forest is below, and snow is drifting thousands of miles above.

From here, you can have a panoramic view of Qincheng.

It's just that the solitary peak is dangerous and difficult for others to climb, so there are few footprints here.

But today, it was extremely lively on the cliff.

Two figures jumped up from the cliff.

They are agile and light in movement. They regard cliffs as flat ground and their martial arts are extraordinary at a glance.

But when they climbed onto the cliff and saw the man who had been waiting at the top of the cliff, looking at his tall back, complex emotions suddenly arose in their hearts.

There is both subconscious fear and hatred, and also irrepressible respect.

Although the solitary peak is high and the cliff is dangerous, how can it be as unattainable as the man in front of me?

The two men stepped forward and saluted respectfully: "General."

Lu Qingshan turned around and nodded slightly, "You are here."

There are three thousand Tao Dharma in the Taoyuan Realm. The first Dharma is cause and effect, and there are eight Dharmas below it, one of which is controlled by each of the eight great kingdoms.

The state of Meng is in charge of the law of heaven and the master of sealing.

In the state of Wei, he mastered Yuanling Taoism and turned decay into magic.

The two people in front of me are the former King of Meng, Abbot Pudu, who has the deepest knowledge of Fengtian Taoism, and the other is the former King of Wei, Wei Yun, who is also extremely proficient in Yuanling Taoism.

On top of the cliff, besides Lu Qingshan, there were three other people.

Qin Yitian, Gu Tianyan and an extremely young woman Qin Yitian selected the next ruler of Qin, Qin Lingfeng.

Yes, the next leader of Qin is still a woman.

It's not that Qin Yitian doesn't like men, it's just that she has been cultivating successors early on, but there are dozens of people in the Qin royal family, all of whom are of noble birth, how can they really accept Lu Qingshan's ideas?

Even if some people accept it on the surface, they are mostly pretending.

In the end, only Qin Lingfeng, who had lost both of her parents since she was a child and had been alone all year round and kept animals as companions, was the most accepting of Lu Qingshan's ideas.

It's a pity that Qin Lingfeng is not the most talented among them all, and is even only among the middle and lower ranks.

With the current size of the Qin State, can it really be managed well without enough talent?

Therefore, Qin Yitian was very hesitant at first and asked Lu Qingshan for his opinion.

"If there are external and internal troubles, the talent of the monarch is naturally the most important. But if the world is peaceful and the country is strong, then the most important thing for the monarch is his virtue." Lu Qingshan did not give a direct answer, but just said this.

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Finally, Qin Yitian designated Qin Lingfeng as his successor

"Everyone is here, it's almost time to start." Lu Qingshan looked around, paused, and said.

When everyone heard this, their faces immediately became extremely solemn.

Before coming, they already knew what they were going to do today.

It is precisely because we know that we are in awe.

"Sky Goose."

"General." Gu Tianyan stepped out from the crowd, with a generous figure, and said to Lu Qingshan.

"After decades of hard work, I finally take this unprecedented step, congratulations." Lu Qingshan smiled.

"Thanks for the general's care and support." Gu Tianyan was deeply grateful to the man in front of him.

"Okay, let's get started!" Lu Qingshan waved his hand gently with a faint smile on his face.

With a loud sound, the dragon bird was unsheathed, and the tip of the sword was inserted diagonally in front of everyone, shining brightly.

The sword of the Qin Kingdom, the most powerful weapon in the Taoyuan world, is also the "Taoyuan" itself.

The dragon bird is the "source of truth".

Only Tao Yuan can cast such a powerful Tao method of cause and effect.

"Abbot Pudu, it's up to you." Lu Qingshan's eyes fell on Abbot Pudu who was waiting aside.

"But it depends on the will of the general." Abbot Pudu stepped out, formed mudra with his hands, and used Taoism without hesitation.

In his hand, light and shadow suddenly burst out.

"Seal the sky!" Then, Abbot Pudu took a deep breath, looked at the dragon bird not far in front of him, his eyes flashed, and when he raised his right hand, one mark after another flew out, condensed into a beam of light, and shot

To the dragon bird.

Woo——woo——

The Dragon Bird sword began to tremble and make a mournful sound, as if to resist the approach of the beam.

Lu Qingshan tapped the hilt of Longque's sword, "If you don't make a fuss, I will wrong you first."

Buzz!

Longque seemed to understand Lu Qingshan's meaning, and gradually controlled himself to calm down, allowing the beam of light to get close to him.

After the beam of light approached Longque, it suddenly scattered into countless marks, which were imprinted on the body of Longque's sword.

The dragon bird shook with a bang, and its whole body became brightly radiant.

Then, strand after strand of red silk threads flowed out of the dragon bird like a cocoon, intertwining in the air.

Abbot Pudu's body was trembling slightly.

In those red threads, he sensed an almost terrifying power.

He just raised his head and glanced at Lu Qingshan, whose expression was as cold as ice, and then silently lowered his head and kept making seals with his hands.

There are more and more red threads, constantly intertwined, spinning rapidly along a center, and gradually beginning to condense.

But Abbot Pudu also became more and more strenuous, and his hands with condensed marks began to tremble.

Poof!
To be continued...