Since the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, he has been regarded as a god.

Su Xing accepted it helplessly.

There was no other way, so Ying Taiyi was Ying Taiyi, it was no big deal, since this cheap father had given him this name, he could only be called this name.

From then on, he was Ying Taiyi, or could it be said that Donghuang Taiyi?

While the two of them were talking, some hidden enemy spies in Xianyang City were also taking action.

Soon, they also saw water wheels and other things beside the farmland, and their eyes flashed with amazement.

Someone in Qin actually invented such things to assist farming?

"This matter must be reported to the king!"

"Quick, send the news back to Yan State and let the king know!"

"We must find a way to get the method of making these farming tools..."

Enemy spies took out carrier pigeons or eagles, tied letters to their feet, and drove them to fly to various countries.

Soon, Qi, Chu, Yan, Han, Zhao, Wei, and even some small countries received the news that Qin had several useful agricultural tools.

Looking at the convenience and exquisiteness of the waterwheels shown in the letter, the faces of ministers and kings showed surprise.

"Who invented these things? Such a great talent?"

"Send a spy and find this person. It will be of great benefit to our country!"

After being surprised by the waterwheels and other agricultural tools, their attention was unanimously placed on the people who could create these agricultural tools that benefit the people.

Compared with those agricultural tools, the people who can create these agricultural tools are the most valuable!

Such talents that benefit the country and the people must be theirs!

At this moment, many kings showed a thirst for talent in their eyes.

At the same time, there were some curiosity, curious about which master among the hundreds of schools of thought could create these exquisite agricultural tools?

They believed.

This curiosity will not last long.

Under the investigation of the spies they sent, unless Qin was hiding very secretly, they would definitely be able to find out who invented these agricultural tools!

...

Handan, Zhao State.

As time passed, not only the kings and ministers of the major countries, but also the nobles and civilians occasionally heard that there were several special agricultural tools in Qin State.

In a house, a beautiful woman was holding a three or four-year-old child and crying.

"Zheng'er, it seems that your father doesn't want us anymore."

Holding Ying Zheng in her arms, Zhao Ji's eyes flashed with resentment and unwillingness, and she thought of something.

That Lu Buwei fled Zhao State with Ying Yiren, who was a hostage, but only left them mother and son.

In Zhao State, they lived an extremely difficult life. Not only were they under close surveillance, but they were also often bullied by the nobles of Zhao State.

If she hadn't been smart, maybe they would have died long ago!

During this time, he had been looking forward to Ying Yiren taking them back to Qin State, but what he waited for was disappointment again and again.

Especially during this period, she actually heard a rumor that in addition to Zheng'er, Ying Yiren had another child, and it was a child rumored to be a god!

She naturally sneered at the so-called god rumor and did not believe it. She felt that Ying Yiren was deliberately making a mystery for the child to pave the way for his future.

When she thought of this, her heart was filled with resentment.

It is very likely that Ying Yiren has given up on them!

Otherwise, how could he attach so much importance to the child, build momentum for him, and be willing to take the risk of spreading the god rumor? !

Zhao Ji hugged Ying Zheng, her face was ferocious, and she murmured, "Zheng'er, your father's things are yours, you must not let that guy take your things away!"

"You must prove to your father that you are the best one, not the child rumored to be a god! You must make him regret it!"

Ying Zheng, who was three or four years old in his arms, nodded in a daze, as if he had listened to Zhao Ji's words.

But at the moment he lowered his head, his eyes became extremely deep and majestic, as if he was not a child, but an adult with high power.

"God?"

"Ying Chengjiao?"

Ying Zheng was puzzled.

Apart from him, his father only had Ying Chengjiao as his child.

He didn't understand what the rumor about the god was, and how could Ying Chengjiao spread the rumor that he was a god?

"Could it be because I was resurrected?" Ying Zheng pondered.

His memory stayed at the fifth tour, when he arrived at Shaqiu.

At that time, he was seriously ill and didn't know anything after fainting. Then, he didn't know what opportunity he had, but he was resurrected to his childhood some time ago.

Thinking about it, he didn't think much about it or take it to heart, just thinking that because he was resurrected, things had changed.

Besides, no matter what Ying Chengjiao was like, no matter how the rumor that he was a god spread, he would be the only one on the throne of Qin in the end.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but think of some things in his previous life, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little dim.

In his previous life, he had been seeking immortals all his life, and even said that he admired the immortals and called himself the immortals, not the emperor.

But in the end, he didn't even see the shadow of the immortals, let alone the immortals' elixir of life, and finally he could only die painfully in the sand dunes.

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Thinking of this, Ying Zheng couldn't help showing desire in his eyes, that is the desire to see the immortals.

Having died once, he understands the preciousness of life even more.

"I don't know when I can see a real immortal..."

Ying Zheng sighed secretly, and then couldn't help thinking of Fusu.

Because the child's character was too kind, he deliberately drove the child to the border, hoping that he would cultivate feelings with Meng Tian and change his kind character...

However, he died in the sand dunes before he could see that scene.

But I think that with the help of Meng Tian, ​​Fusu will definitely be able to stabilize the Qin after his death!

Ying Zheng thought confidently.

After thinking about this, his attention returned to himself.

In another six years, he will be able to return to Qin!

Ying Zheng was looking forward to it.

...

Time passed quickly, and three months passed quickly.

Xianyang, Qin.

Early morning, Huayang Palace.

At the moment when the sunlight outside the window shone into the palace, Su Xing slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, his eyes were indifferent, selfless and selfless.

It seemed like that day, and it seemed like the high god.

Transcendent and one with nature.

An indescribable temperament permeates his body.

The abundant internal energy flows through his limbs and bones, and his whole body is filled with internal energy.

The internal energy flows along the meridians in the body, forming a large circle of continuous circulation!

According to the records on the bamboo slips of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, he has now reached the realm of the Grand Master.

Only a few leaders of the various schools of thought, such as Guiguzi, Zhuangzi and other highly respected people, can reach this extremely high realm!

He has accomplished something that ordinary people cannot accomplish in their lifetime!

Su Xing's indifferent and ruthless eyes slowly returned to normal.

After a while, he couldn't help thinking, "Grand Master, it doesn't seem that difficult?"