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The world was silent.

People and dragons stand facing each other in the air, with their eyes facing each other, as if there is a transmission of thoughts across history.

He said, he is a teacher?

With this kind of breath, but just a teacher?

Zulong propped up the pair of dragon eyes, staring at the man in front of him: this man has his familiar aura, but only when the other party caresses the dragon's head, he knows - he is the same as the emperor thousands of years ago, Not the same person.

Although he was stroking the dragon's head, he didn't look like he was looking at a slave at all.

Rao Zulong, who has lived for thousands of years, can't help feeling some long-lost confusion at this time. But before he saw the real face of the person in front of him, Wei Ze had already withdrawn his hand.

Soft white light rushed from his side, swept across the entire [Nine Provinces Mountain and Sea Map] like a wind, and flowed out from the space to the entire inner hall. In a few breaths, it completely covered the figures of the five students scattered everywhere.

The ancient spiritual power all over the place was completely washed away by this change. In the flowing light, the space in [Kyushu Mountains and Seas Map] fluctuated faintly, like a stream being summoned, rushing towards a point.

That is the breath originally stored here. It is the soul and heart energy produced by the Ancheng cultivator who was infected with the demons during the demon elephant disaster.

The outflowing heart energy is irreversible. It was originally prepared for Zulong to continue his life, but now his power is completely suppressed, and he can only hang there helplessly, watching the waves of heart energy being used upwards, and then... All of them merged into the halo beside Wei Ze.

It's just the initial wave of heart energy, and the soul has not been completely withdrawn, so this amount is not too much. But I can't bear the fact that there are millions of people in Ancheng City, and tens of thousands of people are infected in the demon disaster. In terms of the weight of a single round, this wave is more powerful than the energy generated by the students in this school when they cross the heart demon calamity. No less.

With the inflow of those breaths, the white light around Wei Ze did not increase but decreased. Seeing that Liu Guang gradually converged to his side, even the golden light in his eyes dimmed, which seemed to be a change when the realm was consolidated.

When those pupils returned to normal, the terrifying coercion also faded away. It was also at this time that Zu Long really saw the appearance of the person in front of him.

His temples were fluttering, and his face was gentle, not at all similar to the emperor's appearance thousands of years ago.

Without the surrounding aura around him, he turned back into that normal cultivator again. His aura just now completely strengthened his Nascent Soul cultivator, but as a Nascent Soul cultivator, he floated there without even having many visions around the body.

Zulong couldn't see through his cultivation, and for a while he had the illusion that he was just a mortal.

But the illusion was just an illusion, he could still smell the aura that frightened him. As long as this breath is still there, he will always be suppressed in front of this person.

"Why did you show up here?" After hesitating for a while, Zu Long couldn't hold back and shouted.

"I said, I'm a teacher." Wei Ze said, "And just now, you have met my students."

One sentence was said very calmly, but Zu Long who heard it was like thunder. He didn't bother to look at these ants just now, but now he has to turn his eyes to pay attention to their situation.

The two Wu and Yuan who were pulled into the map of mountains and seas had passed out, but they still had some breath; the three people in the main hall also kept the fluctuations of their breath...Fortunately, they didn't die.

Having said that, he still can only stare at Wei Ze's actions in front of him, guessing his next move.

With the style of that emperor in the past, injuring his subordinates so far is enough to kill him, not to mention that Wei Zeben said just now that he would give him death.

He knew a long time ago that facing this kind of tyrant was indefensible, and that the way the first emperor used him to tear him apart was a nightmare that he could never get rid of in his life, and that nightmare was enough to shatter his pride of being an emperor in the sea.

Just as the letter said, all of his spiritual power and soul power had long since been stripped away by the First Emperor, and what remained here was nothing but a lingering remnant. With the remaining prestige, it is easy to frighten a few foundation builders, but in the face of Wei Ze, this false prestige can be seen through at a glance.

Now he can only pray, for the sake of those few students not dead, Wei Ze can shatter his soul in one go, and won't do anything Ling Chi

Then, he heard Wei Ze speak.

"Before that, I have a question for you."

Wei Ze looked around at the golden mountains and silver seas around him: "You were left here to guard, what is the purpose? Why did the first emperor build this tomb? I think this is not just a simple tomb."

Zu Long was taken aback for a moment, in his opinion, this question was extremely strange, but seeing that Wei Ze's face remained unchanged, he couldn't see through the details, so he could only answer along.

"For...inheritance."

"inherited?"

Hearing this word, Wei Ze couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows. This was exactly what the golden baby inside told him, and now there was nothing that could grab his attention more than this word.

"Why is this called 'inheritance'?" Wei Ze then asked.

"This imperial mausoleum is the inheritance of Ying Zheng." Zu Long looked up, "Here, everything about the Great Qin Dynasty will be preserved. Even if the sky falls and the earth collapses, the inheritance of this place will last forever—this is, The 'inheritance' he realized."

Wei Ze lowered his gaze, and looked down at the world from the same perspective as Zulong just now.

Just now, his attention was always focused on Zulong and a few students, and he didn't pay attention to the surrounding scenery. But now standing at this angle, he finally saw the true face of this place.

Under the dome, the mountains, rivers and rivers made of mercury meander like dragons, turning into huge and complicated symbols and seals on the land of Kyushu. Thousands of mountain peaks rise up in the river, with their backs against the sky, and the sky and the earth together guard the central imperial palace. The rare treasures of the whole world are stored in that palace, and the heroic souls of the Great Qin guards are stationed here, galloping in the eternal battlefield.

This is the essence of the whole China.

He left China from two thousand years ago here.

The moment he saw the whole picture of this place, Wei Ze understood the true purpose of the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor, and also understood what Zu Long said about the inheritance of the First Emperor.

The spaceflight program of the last century included a "Human Heritage Program": the core of the program is a box of several cubic meters, which contains the DNA sequences of all the animals and plants that exist on the earth, engraved with words expressed in the languages ​​of the world. CDs of videos and songs, chips made with the highest technology of human beings...etc. items that represent human civilization.

The content of that plan is to gather all the civilization items into this box. The box body is made of high-strength materials, which is enough to preserve hundreds of millions of years under extreme conditions. If human beings are destroyed, this box will become the last legacy of the entire civilization, and will carry all the civilization crystals produced by human beings for tens of millions of years to the vast sea of ​​stars, and become the last gravekeeper of human civilization in the empty universe.

And now, the entire Mausoleum of the First Emperor is the "box" left by that emperor.

In this box, what is contained is the entire Daqin, the Kyushu two thousand years ago.

Rather than calling this place a blessed place, it is better to say that the mausoleum is a world of its own. All the essence of that cultivating dynasty, everything about the ancient cultivators, has been preserved in this world.

This is a small world isolated from the rest of the world. Even if everything outside is destroyed, the treasures in the four directions will be passed on for thousands of years—this is the "inheritance" that Shihuang finally realized. Valley

He spent his whole life building this tomb for himself, in which the empire he built would be buried.

That's why he spared no expense to preserve this mausoleum. He spared no expense to slaughter thousands of people, leaving behind the guarding ancestor dragon and the large array of offerings. trivia.

Because this is the "China" in his eyes.

Humans only have a short lifespan of a few decades, even cultivators will always have their lifespan exhausted. But the remaining legacy will last forever.

Wei Ze looked down at all this and pondered for a moment.

Now he has every reason to believe that the emperor from two thousand years ago probably saw the same thing as himself.

Whether they are creating an empire or a university, they are all pursuing the so-called "inheritance", and this is exactly what the will told them.

In this sense, can he be regarded as equal to Qiangu Yidi?

A slight sense of strangeness surged in his heart, but what came out of his mouth was something else.

"From this point of view, even if it is an emperor through the ages, there will be times when he will lose and flee."

When these words came out abruptly, Zulong surrounding him couldn't help being surprised.

That emperor has conquered the world, and he has never failed in his life. Even the overlord of the sea, Zulong, prostrates at his feet. But this person who called himself "teacher" actually called him a loser?

"He built this mausoleum, which shows that he has thought of the end of defeat. That is to say, from the very beginning, he believed that people cannot overcome the destiny, and in the end only the tombstone of an empire can remain as a 'inheritance'."

"Everything he did, everything Daqin did, was essentially living towards death, using living people to dig his own grave. Then how can such a dynasty really be passed on?"

Hearing what he said, Zu Long's beards on both sides trembled in surprise.

He originally thought that the person who inherits this breath should be in the same line as Shihuang, and he should become the only tyrant who dominates the world.

But now, this person actually denied Shihuang's deeds?

"However, I have to say that the scenery of Daqin...is really beautiful."

As if to respond to his doubts, Wei Ze suddenly spoke again.

"If the first emperor hadn't been here, people today might not be able to get a glimpse of the face of the immortal cultivators of that era. What he left here is indeed the most precious legacy in this world."

Wei Ze said this from the bottom of his heart.

He disapproved of Shi Huang's actions. But this does not mean that he has to deny the value of the heritage in this blessed world.

In fact, the moment he entered here, he was also shocked by the aura of the world of Kyushu. Even if he held the same authority, he still couldn't help but marvel at the achievements of that "ancestor" and the brilliance of that dynasty.

When he saw such a magnificent scenery, he could completely understand why Shihuang would not hesitate to lay a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood for this, even including the emperor himself. This mountain and river is indeed worthy of these lives.

But understanding and wonder are one thing, doing is another.

"It's just that no matter how precious a legacy is, it's just a legacy." Wei Ze said softly, "If death really comes, no matter how bright a spiritual thing is, it will disappear one day. Instead of thinking about leaving a legacy, it's better to collect Use all the power in the world to fight for that ray of life. The real 'inheritance' should belong to people—every living person can become the carrier of 'inheritance'."

These words were not addressed to Zulong, but to a void, as if speaking to a non-existent ancestor across time and space.

But just listening, Zu Long couldn't help but feel his heart move. The threat just now was within his imagination, but what he said really shocked him.

With the pride of the emperor, if it wasn't for the fact that the destiny is hard to break, how could he easily disarm?

Wei Ze must also know this, but he still said it. How arrogant and arrogant do you have to be to think that you can solve problems that have not been solved by an emperor through the ages?

But it happened to be this person who gained that kind of authority... Moreover, he did not become an emperor, but a so-called "teacher".

Zu Long looked at Wei Ze in front of him. If he was only intimidated by the suppression of power just now, what he feels now is genuine curiosity.

What is this man trying to do? Just relying on his "students"... relying on those ants-like pawns?

"What are you going to do?" Zu Long asked in a deep voice.

"Don't do anything." Wei Ze shook his head, "I just said that I would kill you because you almost killed my student. But now, I have changed my mind."

"You, like the first emperor, are the guardian of this place. Your existence has allowed this brilliance to be passed down to this day. In this sense, you are the hero of the immortal way and the guardian of civilization. I have no right to kill such a A hero who has guarded for thousands of years."

Zu Long's eyes widened slightly, just now he couldn't see through Wei Ze's cultivation, but now, he couldn't even understand his thoughts.

"The mountains and rivers are indeed beautiful. Since this is what Shi Huang wanted to keep, then let them continue to stay here according to his wish."

Wei Ze stretched out his hand towards the dragon's head again, but this time there was a halo of spiritual power floating on the hand.

"I will give you a certain amount of spiritual power, so that you no longer need external soul essence and blood to maintain your vitality." Wei Ze said, "Of course, it will also imprison you here and continue to perform your duty of guarding You will continue to stay in this world and guard this inheritance during these long years."

These words are still very light, but they cannot be disobeyed. Zulong could only hang there, watching the hand full of spiritual power move towards the dragon's head, although it was not big, it exuded a sense of vastness.

Is it really the only way...

For a moment, Zulong couldn't tell whether it was a gift or cruelty, and he just let the spiritual power pass towards him.

But just before touching the dragon's head, the hand stopped suddenly.

In front of him, Wei Ze suddenly stopped moving. For the first time since entering this space, there was a shock in his eyes.

Because, he saw——because of his existence, cracks appeared one after another around the world of mountains and rivers.

Under the impact of his spiritual power, the small world in this mausoleum is shattering!