Yang Xiu reached into the chess box and grabbed a black piece, which could not be dropped for a long time.

The man is very patient and has been waiting.

"It seems that this fate is not due to me."

Yang Xiu put Heizi back into the chess box and looked at the man with a faint smile.

Man: "Why?"

Yang Xiu: "It's a shame to say that I was born as a Chinese. I haven't learned the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting from ancient times to the present."

The man nodded: "It seems that China is still there, but it has changed a lot."

The man's answer was a disguised admission that he also came from the earth and was from ancient China.

If you can leave behind the inheritance of fortune in this Ascension Platform, you should have been promoted to other planes.

Just looking at the little breath left by the man, Dao Xiu undoubtedly.

Yang Xiu stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Since fortune has no chance with me, I will say goodbye. Is it possible to tell me the name of the senior before leaving? When there is a goodbye in the future?"

The man sighed: "Two thousand years have passed, and are there any deeds in the future without any orphans?"

"Two thousand years?"

Yang Xiu was stunned. He looked at the man's black robe again. His mouth was slightly bigger. He smiled bitterly for a while:

"Young Master, pay homage to Emperor Qin!"

In ancient China, the "Son of Emperors" liked to wear golden dragon robes, especially after the Tang and Song dynasties, but there was a great "Son of Emperors" who liked to wear black robes.

Two thousand years ago, it can be traced back to the Qin and Han dynasties.

Although the Han Dynasty emperor Liu Bang also adhered to the tradition of the Qin Dynasty and wore a black robe, Liu Bang's figure was not quite burly.

Besides, the man called himself "orphan".

When the Qin Dynasty unified the six kingdoms, at the suggestion of Prime Minister Li Si, the "Son of Heaven" was designated as "I", and only Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng at that time called himself "I" to the outside world, he would still habitually call himself "I" or "I" or "I" in private.

The image of a man is also consistent with the historical description.

Only then did Yang Xiu be sure that it was Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng.

As for the Qin Ershi Hu Hai, who succeeded to the throne of Emperor Qin, his image is somewhat similar to that of Qin Shihuang.

But according to the historical records of Hu Hai, if this master could ascend to the immortal world through the spiritual world, Yang Xiu would have to re-examine the cultivation path of the six realms. Is it too easy...

The Emperor of the Eternal Eternal, Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng!

The reason why Yang Xiu called him "Emperor Qin" was because the title "Emperor" was created by Qin Shihuang!

Face-to-face across two thousand years is something that Yang Xiu dared not even dream of in his dreams during his lifetime.

"I have been waiting for someone, a bloodline from China. Unexpectedly, I have waited for a soul cultivator."

Ying Zheng looked at Yang Xiu with a faint smile, stroked his hand, and the chessboard disappeared:

"You have passed this test of inheritance."

Yang Xiu hesitated and said, "Is it over?"

Ying Zheng: "I carved a clear array on this mountain top, and used the inheritor's badness as a test. If you don't know Go, that's Go. If you don't know how to call, that's calligraphy. That's calligraphy. But I didn't expect that you can't know anything."

Yang Xiu blushed a little.

Ying Zheng: "However, the mind is good. Don't force everything, don't be blind in everything. Just like the orphan at that time, if the orphans were not forced to be blind, the great cause of the lonely forever would have been passed on for a longer time."

Yang Xiu: "After you died of illness, Hu Hai succeeded to the throne for only three years."

Ying Zheng: "Is it Zhao Gao?"

Yang Xiu: "It has a lot to do with Zhao Gao."

Ying Zheng sighed: "Yes, I'm alone, and there are many wrong chess."

Yang Xiu: "The authorities are confused. In the eyes of young people, you should be able to afford the name of an emperor for the ages, protect the world, and be enemies of the world."

Ying Zheng chuckled: "You kid, you are interesting, but you don't have the aura of an emperor. During your lifetime, wasn't you a prince or a minister? Or an important minister of the court?"

Yang Xiu smiled and said, "The younger generation is just an ordinary person in China. In the younger generation, China had already lost its monarchy system."

Ying Zheng waved his hand again, and a wooden table and two pots of wine appeared in front of him:

"Can you talk to the orphan?"

"I'm happy."

Yang Xiu sat down again and drank with Ying Zheng, telling the story of his life that was almost destroyed but relied on the indomitable and persistent buried in his bloodline in China, he survived the catastrophe and showed his vigorous vitality and stood firm in the world...

Ying Zheng was amazed repeatedly when he heard this.

After drinking for three rounds, there are so many stories about modern Chinese that can be told, but Yang Xiu has no time left.

"Don't bother me, I have seen that you still have something to do in Shengxiantai."

Ying Zheng took out a black secret book and a purple token and said:

"You are a soul cultivator, and most of the inheritance of the orphan are useless to you. Only this magical power should be suitable for you. This token is the orphan's personal order. In the future, you can go to the Nine Realms of the Profound Realm."

"Nine Domain Profound Realm?"

This is the second time that Yang Xiu has heard of this place.

The sleeping dragon Zhuge Liang we met before also came from the Nine Realms Xuan Realm.

"Good guy, can't the ancient Chinese gather together?"

Of course, Yang Xiu was just a joke.

After all, there are many soul cultivators in the underworld who have been promoted from the earth.

Yang Xiu believes that there must be some in the Demon Realm and the Demon Realm.

However, if you have a certain life before you are alive, you will have a hard time doing it again, and your luck will be difficult. Each will be his master and his fate will be his own.

Yang Xiu looked at the black secret book in his hand, only two words were written on it:

Emperor's Song!

"Okay, you go."

Ying Zheng waved his hand again, and Yang Xiu felt that his vision began to blur.

Yang Xiu actually wanted to reveal some news about the Black Lotus Saint to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng must have a certain status in the Taoist cultivation of the Immortal Realm. If it is heard from him, the movements of the Immortal Realm will definitely not be small.

But after thinking about it, Yang Xiu still held back.

Even if it is just the beginning, it must not be him!

Otherwise, if things get bigger, Yang Xiu will definitely not be able to protect himself.

Yang Xiu's figure disappeared on the top of the mountain.

Ying Zheng stood up and attached his hands behind him:

"Oh, after waiting for so long, I finally waited for it. In this way, my thoughts can also dissipate. Yang Xiu, when you go back, you can talk to those old guys about China today, haha, interesting, interesting!"

After leaving the land of inheritance, Yang Xiu was on guard immediately.

Although he will not be seen by spiritual cultivators, many soul cultivators have come to this immortal platform.

The internal battles of soul cultivators are basically turned a blind eye to the Soul Hall. As soon as they were inherited, Yang Xiu was also worried that a Rakshasa envoy would become greedy.

Fortunately, there is no fluctuation around the Rakshasa.

However, Ling Xuan lost it.

Yang Xiu had no choice but to return to the place where Chu Xinhe disappeared and wait for Chu Xinhe to come out of seclusion.

Anyway, in five days, Ling Xuan and a large number of geniuses from the Southern Region will gather in the center of Shengxiantai.

Yang Xiu just waited to watch the show.

Coincidentally, Chu Xinhe came out of the gate on the fourth day, and this good show was completely up to date.
Chapter completed!