Chapter 612 [Blood Sacrifice to the Prince, Blood Rain From the Sky]

"Father!"

Prince Ying Wen, wearing court robes, knelt in front of Ying Ji.

Ying Ji silently took out a golden arrow: "This... is the last golden arrow of my Great Qin!"

"Zhao Kuo is also the last stumbling block on the road to unifying the world for my Great Qin!"

"You understand what to do, right?"

Flutter!

Ying Wen knelt on the ground and cried. He took the golden arrow with trembling hands: "Father... must it be my son?"

"It must be you!" The old Qin Emperor said lightly: "In this world, the one who can have the ability to sacrifice the blood of the general of Zhao must be the prince of my Great Qin... Don't worry, after you leave, I will take care of your son!"

"As the prince of my Great Qin, you must be prepared to die for the country at any time!"

"Yes!" Ying Wen lowered his head and left the hall holding the last golden arrow of Qin.

...

Weiguo!

Shangjun Temple!

Xu Changan repaired his divine consciousness in the golden talisman space!

One year!

Two years!

Three years!

Five years!

Time passed slowly and quickly.

In a blink of an eye, ten years had passed.

Xu Changan opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

After ten years, he finally restored his divine consciousness to its peak.

The injury to his divine consciousness had healed.

It was just that he still couldn't remember some of the things that happened in the Weiguo Palace that day.

Xu Changan stepped out of the dojo, and then with a wave of his hand, he put all the formations inside and outside the Shangjun Temple into the formation talisman.

"Junior brother..."

"Master!"

Mei Guhong and Fu Nianzhen came over.

"How is it?" Fu Nianzhen asked, "Is your divine consciousness better?"

"Yes!" Xu Changan nodded, "It has been fully restored!"

Ten years in the golden talisman space, and only one year outside.

"Let's go!" He took a deep breath, looked at the horizon, and then waved his hand to take out the fairy boat and put it in the void.

Fu Nianzhen asked worriedly, "Where to go?"

Xu Changan said, "The capital of the gods, Luoyang..."

Going to Luoyang, there are two things.

The first thing is to go to the Samsara Platform to see what Shen Xizhi meant by what she said before her death.

Secondly, there is another section of the Moye Broken Sword on the Samsara Platform.

It can be used to recast the Moye Sword.

Once the Moye Sword is recast and the Moye Sword Soul can enter the sword body again, Xu Changan will have a great helper in the future.

"Okay!" Fu Nianzhen said, "We will accompany you to Luoyang!"

The huge flying boat flew across the sky above the white clouds.

Xu Changan sat on the deck.

Fu Nianzhen and Mei Guhong sat beside him.

"Junior brother... has your divine consciousness really recovered completely?" Fu Nianzhen was a little unbelievable.

After all, it is difficult to recover divine consciousness, and it has only been a year.

Xu Changan smiled, and the divine consciousness in his mind turned into an invisible flying knife and flew out fiercely, landing fiercely on a formation of the immortal boat.

Buzz buzz buzz...

Suddenly, the attacked formation glowed with brilliant light.

"Did you see it?" Xu Changan pointed to the formation.

"Great!" said Fu Nianzhen.

Xu Changan asked: "Did anything big happen this year?"

"Yes!" said Fu Nianzhen: "Zhao Kuo returned to Zhao State and became the general of Zhao State. He led his army to fight against the Qin army in Shangdang!"

"What?" Xu Changan was shocked and said: "Not good... Not good..."

"What's wrong?" asked Fu Nianzhen.

Xu Changan said: "You don't know that he is not blessed by fate and cannot be involved in the battlefield, otherwise there will be a bloody disaster!"

"Forget it... I will go to Luoyang and take a look at the Samsara Platform. I will go to Shangdang to help him immediately!"

"It will be better if I am by his side!"

"Yeah!" said Mei Guhong: "Master is right. We are on the way. After arriving in Luoyang, we can go to Shangdang by walking twice the distance!"

"Okay!" Xu Changan nodded.

Fu Nianzhen continued, "Your fellow disciple is indeed very powerful. He has been in Shangdang for less than half a year, and he has taken back all the territory that Lian Po had lost before. He won nine battles and defeated the Qin general Wang He!"

"Later, Qin secretly changed its commander, thinking that others didn't know!"

"In the end, Zhao Kuo guessed it again!"

"Then Qin's Wu'an Jun Bai Qi was naturally powerful. The two fought in Shangdang, back and forth, and fought nine battles in four months!"

Xu Changan looked worried and asked, "How did Zhao Kuo and Bai Qi win these nine battles?"

After all, Bai Qi was a famous veteran, and Xu Changan couldn't help but worry.

Fu Nianzhen smiled and said, "Not bad. Zhao Kuo lost five battles and won four. He is evenly matched with Wu'an Jun."

"Now, the outcome of Qin and Zhao is unpredictable again."

"Great!" Xu Changan said, "My senior brother lost because of his experience in fighting against the enemy, so he lost one more battle to Bai Qi. If the two armies fight for a long time, the final winner must be my senior brother!"

"Yeah, yeah..." Fu Nianzhen nodded.

The immortal boat traveled quickly for two days, and after passing Zhengcheng, Han, it arrived at the divine capital Luoyang in another two days.

Luoyang, among the countries in the world, is the place where the imperial capital of the Zhou emperor is located.

When the generation of emperor Zhou Mian was alive, all the princes in the world were Zhou Mian's disciples.

The Zhou emperor alone has dominated the ages.

What a pity!

Because he cut off the twelve dragon veins in the world, he offended the heaven and was cursed by the power of taboo. Not only did his daughter have to go through nine reincarnations, but his descendants were also inferior to the previous generation.

Therefore, the Zhou emperor weakened and the princes rose.

Now, after countless tens of thousands of years, although the Zhou emperor in the divine capital Luoyang City is still the common ruler of the world, the power of luck above the palace is not even as good as the Wei State with only three counties.

The descendants of the emperor are so weak.

But!

The divine capital Luoyang is still the center of the world!

Luoyang is still the largest city in the world.

She has gone through tens of millions of years of wind and rain and has become peerless. She has brought the vast and incomparable vicissitudes of life from ancient times, and she conquers the world.

Countless people in the Xuanmen still come to worship.

It is said that there are more than two hands of Lianxu hidden in this city.

It is also rumored that there are powerful people above Lianxu sitting in the city.

Therefore, although the Zhou emperor's territory was small and his luck was weak, he was still not destroyed.

"What a magnificent sight!" Fu Nianzhen looked at a thousand-blade-high round tower in the distance, as well as the inherent heaviness of the entire city, and said with emotion: "In the world, only the divine capital Luoyang has such a boldness!"

Mei Guhong next to him said: "Master, it's raining!"

Xu Changan said: "You are surprised by what you have seen before, haven't you seen rain before?"

Mei Guhong said: "But Master, the rain in the divine capital seems to be different from the rain in our place!"

"Hahaha..." Xu Changan laughed: "Silly girl, what's the difference?"

Mei Guhong stretched out her fair little hand in front of Xu Changan.

A drop of rain fell on her palm.

Then!

Two drops, three drops!

A few drops of rain lay sporadically on the white palm, as red as blood.

"This is..." Xu Changan suddenly raised his head and looked at the gloomy leaden clouds in the void, and said: "Blood rain?"

"Why is there blood rain out of nowhere?"