Da Qin: One Emperor Through the Ages? I Choose Martial Arts Longevity

Name: Da Qin: One Emperor Through the Ages? I Choose Martial Arts Longevity
Author: Tushan Gardenia

by Tushan Gardenia

completed History Ancient Pre-Qin Male Lead

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Yingxi, the Weiyang Lord of the Great Qin Dynasty, awakened the memory of later generations, and thought that he could stir up the storm with his foresight and show his strength in this troubled world. But he was shocked to realize that this world was Qin Shimingyue, who was proficient in martial arts, and that other people's fists and kicks were really better than him. When the swordsmen of the Six Kingdoms slashed out hundreds of feet of cold light, and the Yin and Yang warlocks controlled the Five Elements spells, the Great Qin clan member looked at his weak fists and feet and realized how pale his foresight was before absolute force. Fortunately, I have obtained the most treasured picture of Fuli, from which I can have a glimpse of all aspects of life. By borrowing the magical power of dreams, he can not only refine his military skills through hundreds of battles under Meng Ao's tent, but also sit with Master Xun to discuss the realm of heaven and man, and even become a Mohist giant to understand the mysteries of the mechanism. The world only saw that Lord Weiyang hired military masters on the pretext of practicing the art of war, but they did not know that he had already collected the essence of practice from hundreds of schools of thought. When undercurrents surged in the Xianyang Palace, the young master of the Qin Kingdom, who had the unique knowledge of hundreds of schools of thought, originally wanted to compete with Zi Chu, the short-term king of Qin, for destiny. However, when the starry night fell into trance, he glimpsed a vaster picture. There are white-haired swordsmen who cross the Tianhe River, there are martial arts masters who pick the moon and refine weapons, and there are immortals who play chess and lay out the world. Looking at the martial arts essence that could shake the mountains in his palm, Ying Xi touched the black bird jade on his waist that symbolized the power of the clan, and chuckled suddenly. Seeing the vastness of the starry sky and the mere earthly imperial karma, why not give it up!