Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield - Chapter 864 Chapter 350: Pangu's Blood! The Buddhist Practitioner's Final Struggle! (Part 2)
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With the establishment of the Qin Yun Dynasty.
The lifespan limit shrouding Shenzhou has already changed somewhat, previously it was the national fortune upon them that brought changes through the ministers of Qin.
But with the Nine Provinces Barrier arranged, enveloping all of Qin, the power suppressing the lifespan of Shenzhou’s beings has also been isolated.
Clearly.
This invisible Rule Power originates from the Heaven Realm, targeting all beings of Shenzhou, intending with the limit of lifespan to completely imprison Shenzhou’s beings, never to escape, even if one has cultivation, even if one attains the Refining the Void and Merging with the Path Realm, ultimately unable to break the lifespan limit.
Only the Qi Fortune of the Human Dao can break this heavenly rule.
Zhao Feng achieved it.
“During selection, you must also ask if they are willing, as this opportunity enhances strength by utilizing the time difference of the cultivation place, it requires lifespan consumption, I do not force it.” Zhao Feng said slowly.
“Understood, ministers.” The officials nodded again and again.
The court discussions continued.
Quickly.
Using the cultivation place as a guide, many national policies were settled.
As the court discussions dispersed.
The hundred officials also busied themselves.
Responsible for the Academic Palace, the army.
Of course.
Inside the Imperial Palace, it was brightly decorated at this moment.
Today in the Imperial Palace, Crown Prince Zhao Feng marries Jiuli Saintess.
“This time in seclusion, it seems Feng’er indeed has gained abundantly.”
Ying Zheng laughed with interest, looking at Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng did not waste words.
Raised his hand.
A thunderbolt gathered in his hand.
“The law?”
Ying Zheng took a look and immediately saw through it.
With the Great Qin Empire ascending to the dynasty realm.
As Ying Zheng, who is integrated with the national fortune, under the mobilization of national fortune, he has the strength to slay Immortals, and the full burst of national fortune can battle with the Heavenly Immortal Realm.
This is merely the starting point of Qin.
Once the mortal world is pacified, the national fortune of Qin increases further, Ying Zheng’s strength will once again transform.
“It seems your strength has significantly improved.”
“That is good.”
“The stronger your strength, the more you can rely on it when facing those Immortals and Gods in the future.” Ying Zheng said with a smile.
“Dad.”
“You don’t need to worry that much.”
“Even if one day Qin really isn’t able to be a match for those Immortals and Gods, and the borders are broken by Immortals and Gods, your son has already arranged another retreat for Qin.”
“Qin will not perish.”
“Never will.” Zhao Feng said with some comfort in his tone.
He naturally sees.
That his dad is still deeply worried about the Immortal Realm, even though now Qin’s development momentum is strong, but Qin’s enemies are Immortals and Gods, who can obliterate heaven and earth in an instant.
In this situation, Ying Zheng, even as the Emperor of Qin, and ruling the Great Qin Empire.
Ultimately still under great pressure.
“You rascal, what can I worry about.”
“Aren’t you the one blocking all this?”
Ying Zheng, however, looked at Zhao Feng with some sentiment, and there was a hint of guilt on his face.
“Feng’er.”
“In the end.”
“Dad feels guilty towards you.”
“I am your father, but since you were little haven’t shielded you from the wind and rain, now the future of Qin also relies on your support, dad seems to not have helped you much.” Ying Zheng said with great guilt.
“Dad.”
“If you say that, then I’ll be upset.”
“If it weren’t for you, how could I manage such a large Qin by myself?”
“You’ve already helped me tremendously.” Zhao Feng said with a smile.
Upon hearing this.
Ying Zheng was deeply moved.
“Feng’er, rest assured.”
“You don’t need to concern yourself with the mundane affairs of Qin, just do what you must.”
“Qin, Shenzhou, the entire future is on your shoulders.” Ying Zheng said with a serious expression.
“Alright, dad.”
“Today just enjoy some drinks.”
“This is another joyous day for your son.” Zhao Feng said with a smile.
However.
He glanced towards Zhao Qi on one side.
“This rascal is also of marriageable age.”
“Need to arrange a few potential marriages for you.” Zhao Feng said with a smile.
“Dad.”
“I’m still young.”
Zhao Qi quickly said.
“You’re almost twenty, not young anymore.”
“Go and find Zongzheng to arrange a marriage for you.”
“So I can hold a grandson.” Zhao Feng said with a smile.
“Your dad is right.”
“Indeed, it’s time to marry. These past years, with such rapid development and numerous state affairs, I’ve forgotten about Qi’er’s marriage, this time Grandpa will personally select for you, then you can decide.” Ying Zheng said with a smile.
Upon hearing both close elders saying so.
Zhao Qi could only nod: “Alright.”
“Wu’er has also grown up.”
“It’s time for him to join the army.” Zhao Feng continued.
“Let the younger generation arrange their own affairs.”
“Qi’er, how you arrange your brothers, it’s up to you.”
“Grandpa and your father won’t worry too much.” Ying Zheng said with a smile.
“Yes.” Zhao Qi nodded.
“Alright.”
“Feng’er, go change into your wedding attire.”
“Get prepared.”
“Though not a principal wife, but she deserves to be treated well.” Ying Zheng said.
“Indeed.” Zhao Feng nodded.
Quickly.
Under the night sky.
The Imperial Palace was bustling.
Sovereign and ministers gathered, a grand banquet was held.
It was exceptionally lively.
Marrying Jiuli Saintess, in the concubine’s position, naturally her status was less than that of a principal wife, but due to her status as Jiuli Saintess, Qin also treated her with the utmost honor.
After the wedding banquet concluded.
Crown Prince’s Mansion.
Zhao Feng’s bedchamber.
Chi Quan wore the wedding attire of the Jiuli Clan, adorned in silver jewelry, with a unique foreign charm different from Huaxia’s wedding gown.
When Zhao Feng pushed the door open, he came before Chi Quan.
“Husband.”
Chi Quan softly called.
“Chi Quan, since that brief meeting, I didn’t expect you would marry me.” Zhao Feng smiled slightly.
“Husband is as mighty as the Heavenly Gods, being able to marry you is Chi Quan’s blessing, and also the blessing of my Jiuli.” Chi Quan replied softly.


