If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 937: Imperial Capital Xianyang
The next day, on the top of Mount Li, above the clouds.

"The six kings are gone, the four seas are one; the mountains of Shu are steep, and the Afang Palace is out. It covers more than 300 miles, blocking the sky and the sun. There is a building every five steps, and a pavilion every ten steps; the corridors are winding, and the eaves are high; each one embraces the terrain, and they are scheming against each other."

Xiaoyu looked down at the huge complex of buildings that should not exist in the human world. The memories that had long been killed by time suddenly revived, and he couldn't help but recite them.

The Afang Palace in Pangu's world is ten times more magnificent than the Afang Palace in Du Mu's "Afang Palace Fu".

Starting from the west of Mount Li, it walked half a circle around Mount Li, then turned back to the north, and stretched all the way to the city of Xianyang further north.

"Covering an area of ​​more than 300 miles" is not really a modifier, but a description of the actual scene.

If you really walk along the first building west of Mount Li to Xianyang, it will be more than three hundred miles, at least five hundred miles.

The whole journey was within the Afang Palace, so there was no need to get your feet dirty as you walked along the palace corridors.

Moreover, the corridors are not simply laid on the ground, many of them are suspended between two tall buildings.

Like an overpass.

The corridors are stacked up and down for several floors.

The tallest building is over five hundred feet, or one thousand six hundred to one thousand seven hundred meters, almost reaching the fairy cloud under Xiaoyu's feet.

The court nobles living in the tower could see the clouds passing by just by opening the window.

Such a huge and complex building complex is not an empty "ghost building", but is full of people.

The corridor was as lively as a market.

Except for a small number of nobles who traveled by carriage, almost all of them were servants serving the nobles.

They carried loads on their shoulders and pulled carts to provide meat, rice, spring water, vegetables, charcoal, etc. to the nobles in the tall attic.

The domestic waste created by the noble will also be transported away.

The corridors where nobles walked were different from those used by servants and motorcades.

The nobleman walked on the aerial corridor dozens of feet high, like an immortal who was not tainted by the mundane world.

The servants walked along the corridors on the lower floor, as densely packed as ants.

Such a magnificent Afang Palace was only half built.

There were also more than 800,000 laborers who cut wood and smelted iron in the mountains to continue building more magnificent palaces.

If Xiaoyu were to rely on the productivity of the Qin Dynasty in his previous life, such a building would not have been possible.

Take the 500-meter-high "Flying Star Tower" for example. The reinforced concrete in modern society cannot withstand the weight of the building itself.

There are immortal Buddhas in Pangu's world.

The overall structure of the Flying Star Tower is actually very simple, consisting of a copper pillar inserted deep into the earth's veins.

It is five hundred feet above the ground and three hundred feet deep underground.

There are many holes with mortise and tenon structures on the pillars, into which beams or iron pillars can be inserted. The wooden beams or iron pillars can then be used as the foundation to build a brick and wood structure palace.

In other words, the weight of the hundreds-foot-tall building is borne by the copper pillar in the center that is as thick as a man's embrace.

Not to mention this weight, even if it were increased ten or a hundred times, the copper pillar would still be as stable as Mount Tai.

Because "copper essence" is a spiritual material.

Just imagine: Monkey King sticks his golden cudgel into the ground and keeps shouting “long, long, long”. The golden cudgel is ten thousand feet long. Then he hangs a row of container houses on the ten thousand foot long golden cudgel. Will the golden cudgel bend or break?
Obviously impossible.

The golden cudgel was just a "measuring stick" used by Dayu to control floods.

Not to mention Ying Zheng's historical achievements, just his authority as emperor was definitely the first of all people in ancient and modern times.

Dayu had a "ruler", and so did Ying Zheng. Well, Ying Zheng probably didn't have a magic needle.

Dayu had a very good relationship with the Heavenly Palace, and the Jade Emperor even invited Dayu to be a "God" in Heaven!

The human emperor's government and the heavenly court are like water and fire.

Laojun would lend the "Lingyang Stick" to Dayu as a measuring stick, but would not help Ying Zheng build the Afang Palace.

Those who built the Afang Palace were all laborers. Who would dare to use Laojun as a laborer?
However, in the Three Realms, Laojun is not the only one who knows how to refine weapons.

For example, for Xiaoyu now, as long as she is given enough bronze ore, it is easy for her to refine a lump of copper essence.

When Emperor Ying Zheng was still alive, there were even Golden Immortals working in the Qin court.

Even if resources are sufficient, refining an eight hundred-foot-long copper pillar is still extremely labor-intensive and costly.

Well, immortals can do it, but it is impossible for immortals to create billions of kilograms of pure copper out of thin air.

Of the 800,000 civilians still serving in Mount Li at this time, half were engaged in mining and iron smelting.

Mortals first smelt high-purity copper ingots, iron ingots, and silver ingots.

The weapon refiner then extracts copper, iron, silver, etc. from it.

If necessary, several kinds of spirit materials can be combined together to increase the strength and function of the spirit material.

There were 800,000 young and strong laborers in the Afang Palace, and the Qinling Imperial Mausoleum (the tomb of Queen Dowager Zhao) next door employed another 500,000 laborers.

Xiaoyu looked around in the sky and felt scared for Daqin and Ying family: the guillotine was already on their necks.

But they seemed unaware.

The Qin royal family was extremely extravagant, and so were the Qin officials.

In fact, most of the palaces in Afang Palace once belonged to the nobles of the six kingdoms in Shandong.

After leaving Mount Li and entering Xianyang City, Xiaoyu finally saw the "legendary Prime Minister Li's Mansion."

"Is Li Si a brainless guy? His mansion is even more magnificent than the Xianyang Palace."

Looking at the busy "Li Fu Street", Xiaoyu began to doubt Li Si's IQ.

The street in front of Prime Minister Li’s mansion is not as long as his courtyard wall.

She had to walk through three streets before she could "leave" Prime Minister Li's mansion.

Not only does it cover a large area, but the buildings inside are also particularly tall and magnificent.

One of the towers is a full 100 feet high, much taller than Zhangtai, the tallest building in the Xianyang Palace.

Well, the Afang Palace built by Ying Zheng was extremely magnificent, but the Xianyang Palace he inherited from his ancestors looked very simple.

The Xianyang Palace was not large in area, had few tall buildings, and its interior decoration was not extravagant.

This shows that the Qin kings before Ying Zheng were indeed serious about "saving wealth" for their descendants and did not waste much.

Even so, Li Si's Prime Minister's Mansion was built bigger and more magnificent than the imperial palace, which was too stupid. Xiao Yu thought it was stupid, but the common people and nobles in Xianyang city didn't seem to feel much.

Li Si's Prime Minister's Mansion has a history of more than a hundred years and was already under construction when Ying Zheng was still alive.

"Having built such a magnificent mansion, Li Si actually lived until the death of Emperor Ying Zheng. Brother Zheng has a broad mind!"

Xiaoyu walked slowly through the bustling streets and came to Zhuque Street in the south of the city, in front of another large mansion.

"Is your master at home?"

Unlike Prime Minister Li's residence which was bustling with people, Meng Qi's Grand Tutor's residence could almost be described as "deserted".

Not to mention guests, even passers-by rarely pass by the door.

Zhuque Street is not remote, but the Grand Tutor's Mansion is built at the end of the street, near the corner.

The main door painted red was tightly closed, with only the green-painted "second door" next to it half open. An old Taoist priest in his fifties was sitting on a recliner in front of the door, basking in the sun. "Where are you from, Taoist priest? What do you want from my master?"

Seeing Xiaoyu wearing a Taoist robe and full of Taoist charm, the old Taoist priest quickly got up from his chair and bowed to him.

"I had a brief meeting with Grand Master Meng at Mangdang Mountain in Dang County a few days ago, and I came here today to keep the appointment." Xiao Yu said.

"Mangdang Mountain~~"

The old Taoist's eyes lit up, and he quickly opened the second door and said, "Master, please come in. My master is still in the Imperial Observatory.

The old Taoist's surname is "He", and his given name is "Lin". He is the Taoist boy of the master.

The Taoist priest went into the house to have a cup of tea first, and the old Taoist priest immediately sent a talisman to call the master back.

Xiaoyu followed him into the house.

After the tea was brought over, in front of him, she changed from a tall and thin middle-aged Taoist priest to a Taoist nun in a black robe carrying a sword.

"It seems you already know who I am." She smiled.

The old Taoist priest looked at her, surprised and amazed, and nodded, saying, "My master reminded me that Fairy Yu might come in the near future, and asked me to keep an eye out for my old friend coming from Mangdang Mountain."

Hearing that he came from Mangdang Mountain, he did guess that "he" might have used the method of transformation.

Xiao Yu said, "My identity is a bit embarrassing, so I changed my appearance. I didn't mean to deceive you. Don't be offended, Lao He."

"understand!"

The old Taoist boy put down the teacup, turned around on the spot, and his appearance changed dramatically.

From an old Taoist priest with gray hair and beard in his fifties, he turned into a little Taoist boy of twelve or thirteen years old.

With big eyes, red mouth and fair face, he looks very smart and capable.

"Fairy, you can call me 'Xiao Linzi'. I have followed the master for five hundred years and am older than you, but the master said that you and he are of the same generation and asked me to call you senior!" He said with a smile.

Xiao Yu waved her hand and said, "Father Meng is good in everything except that he is too modest.

Let alone him, if you meet me outside, Xiao Linzi, I will call you "senior". "

Xiao Linzi stuck out his tongue and said, "I don't deserve it! Fairy Yu is not as good as me in age, but her Taoism is much higher than mine, and I haven't even formed a pill yet!"

Xiao Yu looked him up and down and immediately had a guess in his mind: Xiao Linzi had been holding it in for five hundred years, so he must have failed in his attempt to become a celestial being.

If he could form a pill in the future, he would most likely achieve the status of an earthly immortal. Or even worse, if he failed to pass the calamity and refused to reincarnate, he could only transform into a ghost immortal.

——It turns out that becoming an immortal is not something that can be achieved by accumulating time.

If you don’t have the qualifications and good fortune, it’s useless no matter how long you hold it in. If you have immortal bones and good fortune, you don’t need to hold it in, and you can achieve it in one go.

Xiaoyu has read the record of Master Hu: he started practicing at the age of thirty-five, cultivated his Qi for twelve years, and achieved the status of a celestial being.

It took a total of twelve years from entering the realm of enlightenment to ascending to heaven.

Hu Zhenjun is considered fast, but he is far from the fastest.

After arriving in Shenzhou, Xiaoyu also heard about Dongfang Shuo's "myths and legends" - it was said that he began to attain enlightenment one hundred days after he was born, and had become a celestial being when he was in his teens.

It is simply a "myth" from the mythical world.

Xiaoyu didn't want to believe it.

But this legend is widely circulated.

Some people, like her, completely don't believe it, while others swear that it is true.

"We are of similar level, so don't call me 'senior'. We are of the same generation, so Senior Meng is still a senior."

Xiaoyu held Xiaolinzi's hand and without saying a few words, Meng Qi descended from the sky.

"Hahaha, Fairy Yu, you are finally here. I have been waiting for more than half a month!"

Old Man Meng's face was flushed, just like a real estate sales manager who had waited for someone to take over.

"Alas, we should have arrived a long time ago, but something happened along the way and we were delayed," Xiaoyu said.

"I also heard about the Shenxiao Sect ambushing fairies outside the gate of the underworld at Mount Tai."

Meng Qi walked into the room and sat opposite her. He looked at her carefully for a moment and asked, "Is the fairy's injury serious?"

Xiao Yu smiled strangely and said, "Senior, are you talking about the sword in the East Sea? Hehe, I feel good about it."

Meng Qi's mind was moved, "Is there another hidden reason behind the pursuit in the East China Sea?"

Xiao Yu asked back, "Senior, have you heard any news from the Shenxiao Sect in the past few days?"

After she left the Bixuan Cave, she stayed in the cave for ten days to completely digest the essence of the fairy apricot.

After that, I came to Guanzhong and wandered around the Qinling Mountains outside Xianyang, where I stayed for a few more days.

At this time, the matter of the fake "Hu Zhenjun" in Ziyun Palace should have been completely fermented.

Meng Qi shook his head and said, “After the Shenxiao Sect failed in its attempt to hunt down the fairy, they closed the Ziyun Palace.

Outsiders are not allowed to enter the Bixuan Cave Heaven, let alone let the inside information leak out.

We outsiders can only speculate that the trip was frustrated, and the Shenxiao Sect felt that they had lost face and were too embarrassed to face their fellow immortals."

"Closed? Could it be that they are closing the cave openly but plotting against me secretly?" Xiao Yu asked in surprise.

Meng Qi said meaningfully: “I don’t think they will plan to kill the fairy for the time being.

During the battle in the underworld at Mount Tai, they had everything going for them, yet still failed.

This means that Fairy Yu, your luck is very strong. If we confront you head-on at this moment, there will be no good result.

In fact, they should have seen through it long ago.

Huang An, the Immortal, died wearing the Zhou Tian Xing Chen robe, but they are determined not to turn back until they hit the wall. "

Xiao Yu waved his hand and said, "I didn't kill them. They lost their way and were rejected by heaven and earth."

Meng Qi couldn't respond to this.

I agree that Huang An lost his way and died, which would have offended countless immortals and great sects.

If he disagreed, he would offend Yu Fengxian who was saying this.

"Fairy, what do you think of my last proposal?" he asked.

Xiao Yu asked, "Senior, are you talking about being listed as the 'Grand Heavenly Master' in the Imperial Observatory?"

"The incident at Mount Tai has once again proven that the position of 'Heavenly Master' is no longer worthy of the Fairy. I am willing to abdicate and let the wise one take over.

Together with this Grand Master's Mansion and the servants in it, including me, the Taoist He Lin, I will leave them all to you, the Fairy." Meng Qi said sincerely.

——What happened in Daqin recently that made Lao Meng so eager to escape?
Xiao Yu was surprised and terrified. He waved his hands and said, "Meng Dad is my senior. I am willing to learn from him and help him. But I dare not replace him, and I don't have the ability."

After a pause, she continued, "Besides, I'm in a lot of trouble now, and the Queen Mother will definitely not want to be contaminated by my stinky shit. I know my own limitations and don't want to embarrass you, senior."

——You are indeed stinking dog shit, but now the Qin Dynasty has become a manure field. In the future, it may even become a cemetery. It really suits you.

Meng Qi looked up at the sky outside. It was not yet time for lunch.

He stood up and said, "I understand the fairy's doubts. Let's go see Queen Mother Zhao first. She has been waiting for you for many days and sincerely hopes that you will stay in Xianyang."

(End of this chapter)