According to recent intelligence—
Anyone who joined the Eternal Faith would gain unimaginable power.
In addition, Wei Zhuang had lost contact before.
Now he suddenly came before him—obviously he was a bad person.
Zhang Liang lowered his head and squeezed the mechanism with his fingers, sending messages to others.
There is danger. Withdraw quickly!
Standing in the distance, Wei Zhuang said in a flat tone: "People can go against the heavens. We all understand this. But how can people go against God?"
"Do you believe in the existence of gods? A direct disciple of Guigu—to believe in ghosts and gods?"
Zhang Liang tried to delay time and began to argue sophistry.
Unexpectedly, Bai Feng next to Wei Zhuang answered his question.
"Since there are immortals, why can't there be gods? Heaven and earth are created by gods. It's just that sentient beings are ignorant... and you don't have to call for people.
Those people were arrested long ago.
The entire Sanghai is under the control of Quicksand!"
When Zhang Liang heard the words, his heart turned cold.
He hadn't expected the other party would arrive not long ago—and he hadn't received any news yet.
Ying Zheng was going to kill all those who disobeyed him!
"In that case, why didn't you kill me?"
Zhang Liang drew out his saber and walked out of the room slowly.
He seemed to be a scholar.
In truth, both civil and military—but his martial arts were not great.
Not a first-class swordsman.
Wei Zhuang said calmly: "We are friends and understand your ambitions. Why not join Ying Zheng's system and exert stronger strength?"
"Different paths do not seek each other. Wei Zhuang—don't you understand this truth? Why has Ge Nie always fought with you? I think you know it well, right?"
"This is completely different. Ying Zheng is committed to pacifying the world. There are many countries outside of Great Qin. There are Xiongnu in the north, and Guishuang in the west...
We toss around in vain in a small place like this—it will only waste our own resources.
And don't you think that a few decades is too short for a person?
More than ten years have been wasted from learning language to having one's own independent thoughts."
Talents like Zhang Liang were worthy of winning over.
Otherwise, Wei Zhuang would have killed him long ago.
How could there be time to talk more than this?
Listening to Wei Zhuang's words, Zhang Liang fell into silence.
In all fairness—
Why hadn't he joined the Ying Zheng system? Simply put, it was just one sentence.
Ying Zheng would not reuse him.
The other party had Li Si, Zhao Gao and a group of people.
Various ministers had also arrived.
Even if he went, it would just be icing on the cake.
But if troubled times came, he would become the founding hero of other countries.
This was the highest honor of all counselors in ancient times.
For example, Zhuge Liang joined Liu Bei instead of Cao Cao.
Because when Cao Cao started his endeavors—
He was already very powerful.
Even if you chose Cao Cao, what could you get?
But Liu Bei was different.
He had nothing—and was nominally a descendant of the Han family.
Although he finally lost—
He had won fame.
Seeing Zhang Liang's silence, Wei Zhuang continued: "Your Majesty only gave me a short time. Don't make me embarrassed..."
The voice just fell.
The sound of a wave emerged.
Zhang Liang's eyes shrank sharply. He saw a shark made of water floating beside Wei Zhuang, staring at him.
It even roared smartly.
Was this alive?
He was shocked.
Then the shark changed again—becoming a crystalline blue long sword.
The chill was pressing.
The ground was freezing.
Now it was summer—but it gave people a feeling of nine cold winter days!
Was this the power of God?
Amazing skills.
"Then are you now an immortal?"
"No—only one step away... but flying with the sword can still be done."
Zhang Liang was stunned when he heard this. A bitter smile appeared on his face.
What else was there to fight?
What kind of joke was it—mortals fighting against immortals?
"I admit defeat. But please let me see Ying Zheng!"
"Yes. But remember... it is true that he is the emperor. The identity of priest is what Ying Zheng values most!"
Sanghai's Confucianism surrendered.
Then it was a matter of course.
The remnants of the Xiang clan were pulled out one by one here.
As for the other factions—seeing the iron-blood suppression of Quicksand—they all chose to surrender.
Because those who disobeyed were all killed!
They thought such a method would be unacceptable to residents.
But with the arrival of the faith's missionaries, everything became shocking.
"The Eternal God Faith is the state religion of Great Qin. It is also the sect of the Eternal God. Anyone who has a kind heart can join the faith and stay away from common afflictions..."
This had originally been the land of Qilu.
Although ruled by the Qin Dynasty, many people still missed their former country.
It was not until the emergence of the gods that this delusion was completely shattered.
Because after joining the faith, they could feel substantial strength.
"Then, Mr. Wei, let's say goodbye..."
The envoy smiled at Wei Zhuang.
The latter nodded and led Zhang Liang and his party toward Xianyang.
Faster than imagined.
It was just a matter of rushing.
They drove very fast. They arrived at the border of Xianyang within ten days.
And on this night—
In order to repay her kindness, Yan Lingji came to rescue Zhang Liang—but was captured by Wei Zhuang.
There was a huge gap in the strength of the two sides.
Zhang Liang's eyes flashed with an unbearable expression. He had already written to her to stay away from Great Qin—but still she had come like a moth to flame.
Why bother?
Wei Zhuang looked at the captured person and said to Bai Feng: "I didn't expect there was one more prisoner. Your Majesty said we should bring Yan Lingji back with us. I didn't expect to encounter her."
"Yes, sir."
Bai Feng smiled faintly, looking very happy.
Now the task was complete.
It was truly comfortable.
Afterwards, the group continued on their way.
Finally, two days later, they arrived at the city of Xianyang.
Looking at a familiar but unfamiliar place—
This group of prisoners was stunned. The city had been renovated and transformed. It was full of modern atmosphere.
No dust on the road.
There were no dull students in the library—but a group of teachers who taught real knowledge. They were dressed in plain clothes.
Their speech was also approachable.
Zhang Liang looked dumbfounded. Their Confucianism was greatly impacted.
Shouldn't you respect the teacher?
But why was it like friends?
At this time, a group of black-clothed swordsmen flew from the sky with swords. Everyone was equipped with the Eternal God Faith's ornamentation.
"These are the monitoring priests in the sect. They are all talented people. Although they are not as smart as you, they can serve the people."
The supervisory priests were responsible for the transmission of information in various places, as well as handling some emergency matters.
Their strength was very strong.
And they were die-hard loyal to the faith!
Yan Lingji's eyes widened. She asked blankly: "Then are they all immortals?"
"No... it is only after learning the divine arts of the wind system that they have the skill of sword-riding. But some people have indeed reached the limits of immortals."