Great Qin Tyrant: Summon the Second General Hum Ha at the beginning

Qin Heng couldn't wait to open the system panel, thinking about it.

The system panel appeared in front of my eyes.

"It is detected that the host has a chance to sign in once, whether to sign in, [Yes], [No]."

【yes】!

"Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and getting [-] million catties of dragon tooth rice seeds."

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining a super-large spiritual vein!"

"Sign in for a month in a row, congratulations to the host for getting a summoning opportunity."

Dragon tooth rice?

Qin Heng's expression moved slightly, and he looked at Long Yami's introduction.

【Dragon Tooth Rice】: Produced in the world of Shenlongjie Lingmi, it only needs a little spiritual energy to grow. Consuming it can strengthen the blood, strengthen the foundation and cultivate the vitality. Regular consumption can slowly improve one's aptitude.

It was just a short paragraph, but it clearly explained the role of Longya rice.

The way of cultivation in the world is mostly refining essence to transform qi, practicing qi to transform spirit.

The beginning of martial arts is to strengthen one's own qi and blood, and then the inner qi is self-generated.

The so-called poor culture and rich martial arts, the practitioners are all monsters in the early stage, and it is not a strange thing to eat a cow every day.

Think about the mighty Great Qin, which has a population of 30 billion, but there are no more than [-] billion practitioners.

It is because ordinary people have more than enough to live, but they can't supply the consumption of a warrior at all.

Yunchao embraces all things, develops with all living beings, and strengthens the foundation, taking the path of everyone being like a dragon.

"Maybe" Qin Heng rubbed his nose and thought: "I need the world to deploy weapons."

"The general existence of schools in the previous life was good, not only for the selection of talents but also for the popularization of martial arts."

"It can even fundamentally break the monopoly of the aristocratic family."

"At that time, everyone will be a family, everyone will be a family, and the family will no longer exist!"

Qin Heng suddenly made up his mind.

"No rush, no rush, no rush to start again tomorrow." Qin Heng let out a long breath, finally suppressing the urgency in his heart.

His attention fell back to the system panel.

"It is detected that the host has a chance to summon the powerful gods of the heavens once, whether to call, [Yes], [No]"

"【Yes】"

With a thought in his mind, Qin Heng clenched his fists a little nervously.

"Come on, let's see what immortal gods and powerhouses we can summon this time!"

"The system is calling..."

"Successful Summoning!"

"Congratulations to the host, you have summoned the mythical figure "Seven Sages of Meishan" in the Great World of Conferred Gods!"

Qin Heng's mind flashed a handsome face with a godly general with celestial eyes.

"God Erlang?"

He couldn't contain his excitement.

The so-called Seven Sages of Meishan.

It is the seven saints who are sworn brothers on Meishan, referring to the collective name of Erlang God Yang Jian and the six brothers of Meishan.

The seven people, regardless of size, sit on an equal footing and are called brothers.

Except for Erlang God Yang Jian, the other six people are.

1. Meishan Taiwei: Kang Anyu;

2. Taiwei of Meishan: Zhang Boshi;

3. Meishan Taiwei: Li Huanzhang;

4. Meishan Taiwei: Yao Gonglin;

5. General Meishan: Guo Shen;

6. General Meishan: Zhijian.

The most powerful of the seven must be Erlang Shen Yang Jian, and the rest belong to the two Meishan generals: Zhijian and Guo Shen, and the four Meishan captains.

Qin Heng looked at the system panel, and there is no doubt that the strength of the seven people has been sealed in the realm of immortality.

But he didn't forget that Yang Jian, the God of Erlang, practiced eighty-nine profound arts, an existence like a sanctified body.

In this world, there is absolutely an invincible existence.

only...

Erlang Shen Yang Jian is so powerful, it's a bit of a shame to be reduced to this world.

It would be a humiliation for him to ask him to deal with the people in this world.

Qin Heng thought for a while, and his current strength was enough to level the world.

It's better for Zhenjun Erlang to sit in the palace for him.

Chapter 95

the next day.

Qin Heng summoned ministers from the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Industry early in the morning.

After moving to Li Yuan, Chaotang directly underwent a big change.

The current court officials are all loyal to Qin Heng after taking the spirit liquid.

Therefore, Qin Heng only needs to order the matter of the world's military deployment, and naturally someone is responsible for implementing the matter.

Compared with when he first came to the throne, the government order could not leave the palace, it's a big difference!

After Qin Heng finished explaining the matter, he left the Hall of Mental Cultivation and soared into the sky.

He didn't stop until he was about to touch the white clouds flowing freely in the sky, and stood tall in the sky above the imperial city.

Take out the large spirit vein that was signed in early in the morning from the system.

"Ah!~"

The ear-piercing dragon's cry resounded through the sky, and the spirit veins turned into a green dragon that covered the sky and soared in the sky.

"go with!"

Qin Heng pointed to the ground, and the emerald green dragon snaked towards the palace and plunged down.

Inside and outside the palace, no matter if it was the maids, eunuchs, or guard soldiers, they were all a little terrified when they saw the dragon rushing down with astonishing momentum.

Even knowing that this was Qin Heng's big handwriting, he couldn't help but sat down on the ground.

When the body of the green dragon was about to touch the ground, it suddenly became unreal, passed through countless buildings and even the bodies of countless people, and plunged into the ground.

The person whose body was pierced by the dragon only felt an extremely thick spiritual power pouring into his body, and his face turned red involuntarily.

"Boom!~"

The entire imperial capital seemed to vibrate, and a strong spiritual energy gradually spread out from the palace.

Someone took a deep breath and exclaimed.

"What a strong aura!"

And many people who were infused with spiritual energy were lucky enough to use this spiritual energy to break through the realm and improve their cultivation to a higher level.

Daoist aura rose from the palace and diffused.

When everything subsided, countless people felt the aura in the imperial capital that was at least ten times stronger than usual, and sighed.

"Having Your Majesty here is really a blessing to me, Great Qin!"

The companion next to him nodded in agreement.

And this scene happened in every corner of the imperial capital, and spread to the entire Great Qin at an astonishing speed.

Qin Heng didn't expect that he just planted a large spiritual vein on a whim.

It can still have this effect!

......

Tianmenguan.

It has been devastated by the war, and there are very few intact buildings.

It no longer has the role of blocking the enemy as a grand pass.

Therefore, after the Battle of Tianmen Pass, Zheng Lun, Chen Qi, including Zhou Wu, all had 600 million troops stationed here.

During this period of time, they were keenly aware that the atmosphere in the opposite country of Yan suddenly became tense, and there was always a sense of war everywhere on the border.

"Could it be that the country of Yan still doesn't give up and wants to continue mobilizing troops to attack Tianmen Pass?"

Chen Qi stood in the sky above Tianmenguan out of thin air, with white clouds flowing under his feet.

He looked at Yan Guo in the distance, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Oh, what are you thinking?" Zheng Lun stood beside him and shook his head.

"The arrogance of the Yan Kingdom has been destroyed in the last battle, and it is basically impossible for them to take the initiative to attack us."

"In my opinion, they are more prepared for us to fight over!"

A sneer appeared on Zheng Lun's face, and then changed the topic.

"However, they have stationed so many troops on the border, we can't take it lightly, we still need to pay close attention to it."

"En." Chen Qi nodded: "It's natural!"

"It's just that, just being beaten and not fighting back, I always feel a little aggrieved, and I don't know when I can beat it!"

Zheng Lun patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, our Majesty is not the kind of person who swallows his anger."

"It is estimated that it will not exceed ten days at most, and the army and imperial decree will come to Tianmen Pass!"

.......

In the blink of an eye, another few days passed.

With the help of many prefectures and counties, Hezhong Prefecture finally gradually regained its stability and regained some popularity.

And some of the remnants of the Yan army who were scattered and hiding were basically found out.

In view of the tragic situation in Hezhong Mansion, Qin Heng issued an imperial decree.

Not only allocated 3000 million spirit stones for the reconstruction of Hezhong Mansion, but also exempted Hezhong Mansion from taxes for ten years.

When the news spread to Hezhong Mansion, the people were elated and called Qin Heng Shengming, who is a generation of Mingjun.

On the contrary, it ran counter to the tyrant's name that he secretly circulated.

At this time, Qin Heng, who was far away in the imperial capital, also received good news.

The 5000 million troops assembled outside the imperial capital have been trained and ready to be mobilized at any time.

A large part of this 5000 million army is composed of descendants of aristocratic families, and there is no shortage of talents to lead the army.

Coupled with the help of the good fortune psychic liquid and the soul psychic liquid, not only is he loyal to Qin Heng, but his strength is even more extinct in the world.

Any small soldier has the strength of the innate realm, the centurion is a monk with supernatural powers, the ten thousand commander is a strong soul, and the army leader of a million people is a strong human immortal.

The strength is so strong that it is simply outrageous.

"Your Majesty, please name this army!"

In the imperial study room, Li Changqing, the patriarch of the Li family, bowed deeply.

He was also a member of the 5000 million army at this time, and because of his status, he was given the title of a general of the Northern Army, commanding an army of tens of millions.

Qin Heng thought for a while, picked up a pen and wrote three large characters on the paper.