Immortal Qin Multiverse Empire

I asked the author on qidian, and they banned me directly.

I have seen thousands of mountains and rivers from your perspective, and I have felt the images of historical figures in books. I have also felt your helplessness and sadness, just because Bai Qi, on your back, wants peace and prosperity for the country... Zhao Kuo, he was chatting with you on the grass about the real peace and prosperity in the future. It was a prosperous age when there was no emperor and the people were the masters. How beautiful it was. It's a pity that it can't match reality after all,... He can't see it. Sister Nan knows that she is immortal, so she is destined to be lonely in the end. ............ Sister Nan, do you still know the person you accompanied her to watch the snow? And that passionate young man who is so infatuated with you that he would pass by your place and look at you from a distance when he goes to the battlefield? ... ............ Sister Nan, I miss you so much.

Immortal Qin Empire! Oh my power! Ooooh~

You, the Immortal Qin, cannot have only one race, right? Are other races not life? Since we are writing about Xian Qin, we should have a broad mind and tolerate everything. What matters is strength. As long as you have strength, you are not afraid of anything! I would like to make some comments. Since it is Xian Qin, the appearance of modern weapons and facilities should be reduced. Otherwise, where would you, Xianzi Meng, be? It has become a technological empire, right?

Some time ago, I was writing about Human Ancestor, but when I looked back, I found that it was all finished. . . Opened a new book again There is another suggestion. I hope that there will be several or a dozen forces or strengths that can compete with Xian Qin.

I hope the author will update more frequently! Ying Zheng is the most NB emperor in history and will not accept any refutation (･᷆ω･᷇) × No arrogance ×

So-so, you can read it in the early stage, but what is written in the later stage?

The biggest flaw of this book is that you are writing about the multiverse. Since you are writing about the multiverse, you have to write out the exciting plots of each world. Every world has its own exciting plots. You spend most of your time talking about your bullshit Qin Fa. When you get to another world, you just have to rush it.

When I climb the ancient city wall, when I caress the decayed pillars, when I lean on the railing and look out into the distance in excitement, there will always be a trace of sourness rushing into my throat, and I will always hear a voice saying loudly: Remember? Your ancestor's name is Yanhuang. The book says that there is a big fish that lives in Beiming. It turns into a giant bird and soars between heaven and earth. Birds have wings like clouds hanging from the sky, and they can soar even though they are ninety thousand miles away. The sages have given us a mind that can encompass the heavens and created a broad and magnificent palace for us. At that time, there was a strange young man named Ji Kang. Before he was executed, he played a perfect song. His broad robe and belt were flying in the wind. He faced death with the most elegant attitude. Thousands of years have passed, but there are still lingering sounds, but he doesn't know that what is really cut off is not the music score, but his pride and even the clothes on his body. I also dreamed of going back to the Tang Dynasty and traveling around with a poet named Li Bai. What he drank with was the cold light on the edge of his sword, and his lover was the moon in the sky. I once saw him wandering under the moon, singing loudly, with his hairband blown open by the strong wind, and his robes flowing like an immortal. But then the emperor changed. He supported the literati with a glass of wine and abandoned the generals. His descendants eventually hid in paradise on earth and gave up large tracts of land. However, in the cold north, an army was fighting on the battlefield. The enemies said that we could not win the battle as long as the Yue family's army was present. It is a pity that the heroes were tabooed and the slanderers were high-spirited. A ray of loyal soul finally dissipated beside the West Lake. The spirit of a nation was irreversibly destroyed. However, in the bloody sunset, I vaguely saw someone inserting it into the soil. It was a tassel gun that the general had used. It would rather break than bend. The wheel of time wandered slowly and finally lost its direction in Jiashen. So on the bank of Slender West Lake, on Meihua Ridge, an ancestral hall was built to commemorate this tragedy. The frail scholar named Shi Kefa did not want to let go of his high bun, let alone the clothes left to him by his ancestors, so he decided to live and die with the city, losing his life and protecting his faith. Cruel killings, like mountains of corpses, cannot bury the spirit of the nation. Some people believe that one day, it will shine brightly on the land of China. Hundreds of years later, I sat in the lobby of McDonald's. I wore Gucci fashion and casually sang my heart will go on, but I felt inexplicably sad because I heard a voice saying loudly: Have you forgotten? Your ancestor's name is Yanhuang. I remember, a group of brown-haired jackals with blue eyes, armed with strong ships and cannons, demolished our temples and destroyed our palaces. So today, after countless disasters - we understand democracy and freedom, but forget about ethics. We have musical prodigies, but we don't know how to recruit palace merchants. We can build high-rise buildings, but there is no room for a public arch. We wear suits and leather shoes, but have no clothes of our own. Where, that land of etiquette? Where is my son of the Han family? Why do you say I behave abnormally when I wear the most beautiful clothes? Why do you say that the Han costume that I cherish so much belongs to Fusang? Why do you always treat my sincere confession as a joke? Why can't the tears I shed move your iron heart at all? Where, that land of faith? Where is my son of the Han family? I don't want to break my heart over this, I don't want my ancestors' wisdom to be appreciated by no one, and I don't want my Chinese clothes to be left behind in a foreign country. So there is always a desire in my heart, a dream that one day we can pick up our own culture and support the backbone of the nation. Remember, remember, there was an era called the Han and Tang Dynasties, a river called the Yangtze River, a pair of totems called dragon and phoenix, and a feathered garment called Nishang!

What is the most important resource in each world is the protagonist. Want to build an empire to rule many planes. What is needed is force, high-end combat power. The military is important, but high-end combat capabilities are even more important. And the protagonists of every world are potential stocks. Ruling the world also requires recruiting talents. So the protagonist should be recruited. The current world is still the kind of ancient one with low levels of force. In a world where there are immortals and gods, the army will not be useful. That kind of world requires high-end combat power. If we don't cultivate high-end combat talents, what will we do to conquer the world?