I am submissive in Journey to the West, I strike hard at the gods

Chapter 309: Protection from destiny, cultivation of supernatural powers, and forbidden cultivation

As for the women and children of the Qin king’s grandson, it was considered a good thing that Zhao State did not kill them.

Being able to spare their lives is already a great mercy.

After all, eight years ago, the Battle of Changping lasted for two or three years, not to mention the countless casualties in the process.

After surrendering, Zhao was betrayed by Qin and 400,000 soldiers were killed.

It can be said that every household is in mourning!

Five years ago, the siege of Handan lasted for two or three years. It was a great humiliation for Zhao State to be defeated by Qin State.

Although at that time Zhao State brought in the coalition forces of Wei and Chu to help defeat Qin State.

But the anger in my heart is still hard to calm down…

“He really is extraordinary in appearance…”

Jiang Wang looked at Ying Zheng who was sitting in the yard practicing martial arts.

Although he was very young, he had already grown into a tall and strong man at the age of five.

According to the measurements of the pre-Qin period, his height was about five feet six inches, which is 1.25 meters when converted into modern length units of Blue Star.

He has dragon eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and he looks intimidating without even getting angry. He has a cold and expressionless face.

He has a face that can defeat the six nations!
He was dressed in black, wielding a sword, and his posture was agile and flexible.

He has a strong and sturdy body, with some muscles.

He doesn’t look like a five-year-old child, but more like a ten-year-old, already looking like a teenager…

Zhao Yu was in the house, meditating and practicing.

She doesn’t care about her current situation and treatment, and just focuses on practicing.

After all, the cold words and secret insults from others can’t make her lose a piece of meat.

“Now my realm has reached the peak of refining the spirit and returning to the void!”

“One more step, and I will be able to achieve the state of refining emptiness and merging with the Dao, and then I will transcend the tribulation and become an immortal…”

Zhao Ji was excited.

Ten years of hard work, finally worth it…

in the courtyard.

“Ok?”

Ying Zheng, who was dancing with a sword, turned his body in a nimble posture, and the sword energy was released, cutting the waist-high weeds in mid-air.

In a quick glance, I saw a strange figure who appeared in front of me out of nowhere.

“Who are you?”

He looked at the person who came.

Cool white hair and wearing a black robe.

He looked to be about twenty years old, with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a handsome face and skin as white as jade.

His whole temperament is cool and elegant, like a banished immortal!
Ying Zheng had only felt this feeling from his own mother.

The man in front of him looked more like an immortal than his mother, or perhaps he was an immortal!
Standing there, his tall and sturdy figure remains motionless, as if it has existed since time immemorial.

It will last forever.

Its aura is like an abyss, and at first glance it seems unfathomable and should not be provoked.

“I’m……”

Jiang Wang thought to himself, “I am your father,” and was about to blurt out the word, but he still restrained himself.

A child this young can’t hide his thoughts.

It means being able to keep your mouth shut, just in case, it’s better to be cautious.

Otherwise, if outsiders find out, it will be difficult for him to be made the crown prince and ascend the throne when he returns to the country in the future…

“who are you?”

Seeing that he was hesitant and paused in the middle of his speech, Ying Zheng pointed his sword at him and asked angrily, “Are you sent by Zhao to threaten us to write a letter to our father and cut down on the food?”

In the past few years, people from Zhao State often came and threatened the mother and son to write letters to Ying Zichu.

Let Qin cede land and bring in money as tribute, and then we can redeem Zhao Yu and Ying Zheng…

of course.

Everyone in Zhao State knew that the mother and son were the sons of an unpopular prince.

So I didn’t hold out any hope of gaining anything, I just took this opportunity to humiliate…

after all.

If Zhao can’t defeat Qin, can’t it bully the orphans and widows of your royal family?

Therefore, Ying Zheng, who grew up in such an environment, was extremely wary of strangers and also hated the people of Zhao.

So when Jiang Wang appeared silently, he was facing a stranger he had never seen before.

Ying Zheng mistakenly thought he was from Zhao, and subconsciously became wary and hostile…

“I am a friend of your father and a good friend of your mother.”

Jiang Wang looked into Ying Zheng’s hateful gaze and didn’t care.

There was a gleam of light in his eyes, which penetrated Ying Zheng’s body and saw the Ancestral Dragon Spirit hidden in his body.

The Ancestral Dragon’s soul fits perfectly with this body. After all, He is not taking over another’s body, but reincarnating.

During these ten years, Zulong’s soul, like most living beings, has been trapped in the mystery of the womb and has not yet awakened.

But Jiang Wang observed that the time was almost up.

In less than ten years, Zulong’s spirit will be fully revived and his memories of his past life will be awakened.

Simultaneously.

The luck on Ying Zheng has been condensed and has not dispersed, constantly gathering and accumulating the luck coming from the dragon veins of the ancient times from all directions.

Including but not limited to the good fortune of humanity and the good fortune of heaven, etc.

The sum of the three kinds of luck even far exceeds the luck of the human race that Jiang Wang, the patriarch of the human race, possesses…

“It’s so terrifying!”

Jiang Wang nodded repeatedly after seeing this and couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.

Hear the words.

“Friends of father and mother?”

Ying Zheng frowned, then came to his senses and his eyes suddenly brightened.

He became excited, looked at Jiang Wang, and asked excitedly: “You know my father, did he ask you to come?”

“Did he ask you to rescue us, to take us away from Handan, Zhao State, and back to Qin State?”

His voice was filled with impatience.

Ying Zheng wanted to return to Qin at all times and never stayed in Handan, Zhao again, being hated and ridiculed by others.

After all, no matter how strong and tough he was, he had to live here for five years under the cold eyes and hatred.

But after all, he is just a child.

Seeing others have playmates, but I am alone.

Seeing others have parents in pain, but I only have my mother…

And have to endure the cold eyes, ridicule and hatred from the people around…

He wanted to escape from Zhao State, but he couldn’t even leave Handan.

He wanted to defeat those people, but he was not strong enough…

So that one day, we can escape from these sufferings, or even break through them.

He practiced martial arts diligently…

“Your father really wants to take you and your son back home.”

Jiang Wang chuckled and reached out to touch Ying Zheng’s head.

Ying Zheng wanted to avoid it. He was not used to such intimate actions with outsiders. Who did he think he was? Petting cats and dogs?
But eager to get information from the other party, he endured it.

Jiang Wang sighed and said, “But his current status and position are not high enough, so he doesn’t have the ability to do it. Let Zhao send you back.”

Heard here.

The light that had originally brightened in Ying Zheng’s eyes dimmed in an instant.

Do I have to stay in Handan, Zhao State after all?

Why doesn’t my father have that ability…

He wanted to complain, but he couldn’t.

It’s not that the father wants to abandon his wife and children, it’s that he really can’t do anything…

“But the time for you to return to Qin is not far away, just three or four years.” Jiang Wang said with a leisurely smile: “By then, your father will first become the crown prince of Qin, and a few days later he will become the king of Qin.”

“You and Zhao Yu were also returned to Qin by Zhao after Zichu became the crown prince.”

“But soon after arriving in Qin, you also became the King of Qin and the Crown Prince…”

It’s okay to tell you about some important things in the future.

After all, some of these stories are so absurd that even if they were revealed, few people would believe them.

Who could have thought that An Guojun would die just three days after taking office as King of Qin?
Ying Zichu had just been appointed as the crown prince, and before he had even settled down in his position, he went on to take office and became the King of Qin?
All we can say is that King Zhaoxiang of Qin was too long-lived. He lived to be seventy-six years old and ruled for fifty-six years.

Not only did the eldest son, Prince Qin Dao, die from exhaustion, but the second son, Prince An Guojun, was also exhausted from exhaustion, which is why he died after only three days in office…

Even Ying Zheng didn’t believe it after hearing it.

He believed that Jiang Wang was cursing his grandfather and great-grandfather, especially the former.

After all, the latter is now in his seventies, and it is normal for him to die in a few years.

So he took a few steps back, and Jiang Wang rubbed his head with his hands. He pointed his sword at him and shouted angrily: “You are cursing my grandfather and great-grandfather like this, are you really my father’s friend?”

But at this moment.

Zhao Ji appeared behind Ying Zheng at some point. Seeing her son being disrespectful to the immortal, she reached out and slapped him hard on the butt.

“What are you talking about? This guest is the immortal I always told you about!”

“He is, of course, your father and my friend.”

“Even if we are dealing with gods, we must treat them with courtesy and respect.”

“How can you be so rude, little brat?”

She smiled apologetically at Jiang Wang, snatched the sword from Ying Zheng’s hand, and scolded him.

“But you said my grandfather and great-grandfather…”

Seeing this, Ying Zheng hurriedly explained.

“What the Immortal said is true. It is normal to predict the future through divination…”

Zhao Ji shook her head.

Naturally, she didn’t dare to doubt Jiang Wang.

Not long after Ying Zichu returned to Qin, Lady Huayang recognized him as her own son and adopted him as her own. He is now favored by Lord An Guojun.

Then, when An Guojun ascends the throne in the future, it will be natural for Ying Zichu to be made the crown prince.

This idea was originally proposed by the Immortal God…

Moreover, the immortal had asserted that Ying Zheng was protected by great fortune, and it turned out that he was indeed protected by great fortune.

The Zhao people originally wanted to kill their entire family, but eventually gave up.

Apart from some cold stares, hatred and ridicule, there was no physical harm.

Even if there are assassins coming to kill you.

However, due to various unexpected circumstances, the plan failed.

For example, on a rainy day, taking advantage of the night can conceal your figure and voice, which is definitely a good opportunity to kill someone!
As soon as he entered the mansion, he fell flat on his face because his feet were too slippery. He groped his way towards the courtyard bedroom where the two of them lived, but before he had taken a few steps, he was struck by thunder and lightning and turned into charred.

Some people learned from their mistakes and decided to sneak into the mansion on a clear night.

But just as he arrived at the gate, he encountered a hundred ghosts parading at night, frightened him to death, and sucked his blood and yang energy dry…

There are all kinds of strange ways of dying.

As a result, Zhao Ji had little chance to take action and test her own strength.

He could only use his spiritual power to cover an area of ​​several miles. If he found a killer or assassin, he would kill him before the other party got close.

As a cultivator, dealing with mortal warriors is naturally a piece of cake.

There is no need to use any magic weapons, the opponent can be reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye.

Unless he is an unrivaled strong man in the world, with amazing energy and blood, and superb martial arts.

Or maybe there are a lot of people, and they often fight and kill each other, which tempers their murderous aura.

When combined into a military formation, it has a suppressive effect on practitioners, and only then can they fight against her…

“…”

Ying Zheng remained silent.

He looked at Jiang Wang and stopped making excuses.

He just nodded, bowed and said, “I’m sorry for the offense, please calm down, Immortal!”

Ying Zheng had also heard of the name Jiang Wang. His mother often nagged him in daily life.

But now that I saw him in person, I didn’t recognize him.

“The Immortal has already met Zichu before coming here. Did he ask you to come and take care of us?”

Zhao Ji invited Jiang Wang into the hall and asked him to sit down.

Ying Zheng also brought tea.

“Ok!”

Jiang Wang nodded and said, “He doesn’t know how you and your son are doing here.”

“I thought that I was unable to take you with me when I fled. If you were left here, you would inevitably be looked down upon and hated by the people of Zhao, and your life would be miserable, so I asked me to come and help you.”

“Of course, I only learned about the changes in the world after I came out of retreat. I also felt very sorry for you and your son who were trapped here…”

talking.

He patted Ying Zheng’s shoulder with his big hand again, sighed and said, “My child, you have suffered!”

After all, he is my own son, so I naturally feel sorry for him, but now I can’t recognize him…

“Thank you for your concern, Immortal Lord.”

Ying Zheng didn’t know that he was facing his biological father, and just responded with a calm expression.

“I heard from Zheng’er that Zhao State threatened you to write a letter to Zichu and reduce the amount of your food?”

Jiang Wang looked serious and asked Zhao Ji.

“Although Zhao Guo didn’t kill us, mother and son, he hated us and tried every way to torture us.”

“Let us write a letter to Zichu and ask Qin to pay for the city with gold and silver.”

“If it’s gold or silver, that’s fine, but ceding land is definitely not acceptable.”

“Zhao State is asking knowingly and deliberately humiliating us mother and son, humiliating Zichu, and using this to disgust Qin State!”

Zhao Ji rolled her eyes, her voice full of helplessness.

She didn’t have any good solution for this.

“If we don’t write, our food will be cut.”

“After all, we don’t have much money. If we want to eat, we can only rely on Zhao State, otherwise we have to support ourselves…”

Zhao Ji continued talking, but she said it with a smile, which showed that she didn’t care.

After all, for a cultivator who wants to refine his spirit and return to the void, he has already been able to practice fasting and eat wind and dew as food.

Relying on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, without the need for grains, vegetables, blood and meat.

As for Ying Zheng?

That’s easy to handle.

At worst, we can go to the palace or a nearby restaurant or hotel to get some food, porridge or soup.

Anyway, with her advanced level of spiritual cultivation, those soldiers couldn’t detect her.

As for the protection of human luck in the palace, the suppression of royal aura and so on.

Just avoid it. Anyway, she is not trying to murder King Zhao, so she won’t be affected by the backlash.

At worst, those inns and restaurants don’t have the luck and royal aura of the human race to suppress them…

“I see.”

Jiang Wang nodded.

I thought to myself that the State of Zhao was really terrible.

Seeing that orphans and widows were being oppressed like this, it is no wonder that Ying Zheng later ignored the kinship of having the same ancestors and directly destroyed the State of Zhao.

Of course, there was a reason why the State of Zhao oppressed Zhao Ji and Ying Zheng, mother and son.

After all, Qin beat Zhao too hard and was not trustworthy. In the Battle of Changping, even though Zhao Kuo finally surrendered, he was still killed…

“Well, I’ll give you a treasure.”

Jiang Wang stretched out his hand into the void, mobilized his great power, used his magical powers, and created things out of thin air.

Thirty-six Heavenly Powers – Flowers Bloom in an Instant! (End of this Chapter)