Born Saints: Starting from Liaozhai

Chapter 120 Ying Zheng Prepares to Offer Sacrifice to the God of Mist Mountain

Six fine horses rode side by side, the wheels were wide and thick, and the carriage was mainly black with gold patterns and carvings of mountains, rivers, sun and moon, symbolizing the six kingdoms that the Qin Dynasty had conquered.

The carriage was surrounded by layers of guards, who stood with halberds in hand, and even the wind seemed to be shut out.

Following the imperial carriage were all the officials.

The prime minister, the censor, and the scholars each rode in carriages, following behind. Further back were carriages carrying books, sacrificial vessels, and offerings. There were also accompanying craftsmen, doctors, and alchemists. The procession stretched for dozens of miles, raising dust wherever it went. The people knelt and prostrated themselves in the distance, not daring to look up.

When the group arrived at Langya, the sea breeze, carrying a salty and damp air, greeted them.

Just as the eastern inspection team arrived at Langya.

Xu Fu also heard about this and acted immediately upon hearing the news.

He stood on a high platform in Langya, gazing at the eastern inspection team that was winding its way like a dragon. His eyes flashed with awe and anticipation, and then his gaze flickered.

The sea breeze ruffled his robes, his wide sleeves fluttering slightly, giving him an air of otherworldly refinement, yet unable to conceal the fleeting glint of shrewdness in his eyes.

He had some ideas in his mind.

soon.

When Ying Zheng was on his eastern tour and passed through Langya, preparing to go to Wushan, he received a memorial from Xu Fu.

The memorial was passed through layers of government offices during the eastern tour, eventually reaching the emperor's carriage.

Sitting in the imperial carriage, Ying Zheng looked at the memorial in his hand, a look of interest in his eyes.

Xu Fu's memorial to the throne meant that there were three fairy mountains in the sea: Penglai, Fangzhang, and Yingzhou, where immortals lived. He said that if he was given young boys and girls, he could go there to obtain the elixir of immortality.

"Immortal————"

Ying Zheng murmured.

He issued an order to summon Xu Fu.

soon.

Xu Fu's heart tightened slightly as he saw the two black-armored guards approaching.

They were clad in heavy armor, with long swords at their waists, and their faces were cold and stern, with almost no superfluous expression.

One of them spoke, his voice deep and authoritative.

"By order of His Majesty, the alchemist Xu Fu is hereby summoned to the military camp for an audience immediately."

Xu Fu quickly cupped his hands in greeting and replied, "Your subject obeys!"

As he spoke, his fingers, hidden in his sleeve, unconsciously tightened slightly.

From that moment on, he stepped into the First Emperor's sight. One wrong step would mean utter ruin, so he couldn't help but be nervous.

soon.

Led by two imperial guards, Xu Fu entered the eastern inspection camp.

The moment he stepped inside, his gaze involuntarily sharpened slightly.

The camps stretched out in a continuous line, surrounded by patrolling soldiers, their armor neatly arranged and their weapons imposing.

Finally, he was led to the outside of the central command tent, which was completely different from ordinary camp tents.

The tent was tall and made of thick black cloth, with faint embroidery of mountain and river patterns on it. Several layers of guards surrounded the tent, making it almost impenetrable.

"Wait."

Xu Fu stopped and stood with his head bowed.

At that moment, he felt that time had become exceptionally long, and all around him was quiet.

Soon, the sound came.

"Announce."

The curtain was lifted.

Xu Fu took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and stepped inside.

Inside the large tent, the light was dim.

A dozen or so attendants and guards stood on either side, heads bowed, silent.

Deepest within, Ying Zheng sat upright, holding the bamboo slips from the immortal mountain in his hand.

Xu Fu only dared to glance at it briefly before immediately withdrawing his gaze. He stepped forward a few paces, bowed respectfully, and said in a humble voice, "Your subject, Xu Fu, pays his respects to Your Majesty!"

Ying Zheng did not speak immediately. He glanced at the memorial in his hand, then slowly raised his eyes to look at Xu Fu below, his gaze seemingly trying to see through Xu Fu's entire body.

Xu Fu lowered his head, and a fine layer of cold sweat had appeared on his forehead.

Only when he began to feel a sense of unease did Ying Zheng speak, asking in a deep voice, "Are there truly three immortal mountains in the sea?"

"Are there truly immortals and elixirs of immortality on the mountain?"

Xu Fu's heart tightened, and without the slightest hesitation, he immediately bowed again, "Your Majesty, it is indeed true!"

As he spoke, he raised his head, his expression solemn, as if what he said was entirely true.

"The Three Immortal Mountains in the Sea have been legendary since ancient times, and this is not just my own claim. Penglai is in the center, with Fangzhang and Yingzhou on either side, surrounded by clouds and mist, rarely seen by mortals!"

"It is inhabited by immortals who live as long as the heavens, do not eat human food, and possess the elixir of immortality!"

He paused slightly, then became even more solemn, "If one obtains this medicine, it can prolong life, even—immortality!"

"Your Majesty, I am willing to search for it in the sea!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of astonished gazes immediately fell upon him.

Seeing this, Xu Fu immediately seized the opportunity to add, "However, those three immortal mountains are elusive and difficult for ordinary people to reach. Only by using young boys and girls as guides and offering utmost sincerity can one sense the appearance of the immortal mountains!"

"If Your Majesty bestows upon me three thousand boys and girls, I will certainly not fail in my mission and will retrieve the elixir of immortality!"

His words were full of conviction, as if the immortal mountain was right in front of him and the elixir of immortality was within his grasp.

Looking at Xu Fu below, who was making a solemn vow, Ying Zheng's gaze became deep. He was somewhat swayed by what Xu Fu said and began to think.

Under normal circumstances, he would probably hesitate for a moment and then agree, but—

Upon hearing about the three immortal mountains on the sea, the immortals, and the elixir of immortality, Ying Zheng immediately thought of the God of Mist Mountain.

Compared to the ethereal three immortal mountains, immortals, and immortal elixir, Mist Mountain is more real, a sacred mountain with records, and he doesn't want to go to such lengths.

Moreover, he wasn't very clear about the situation regarding the immortal mountain, the immortals, and the elixir of immortality, so he might as well ask the God of Mist Mountain.

After we have inquired about the specific situation, it will not be too late to send Xu Fu overseas to search for the immortal mountains.

Of course, the key point is that he already had an answer in his heart about whether to go to Wushan to find the God of Wushan first, or to go overseas to find the immortals of the immortal mountains.

Compared to the immortals on the fairy mountains at sea, the God of Mist Mountain on Mist Mountain is more important!

You should know that this God of Mist Mountain is rumored to be the Azure Dragon, the chief god of the Eastern constellations, the head of the Four Symbols, and the one who controls the destiny of the East!

In his mind, he was far more powerful than the so-called immortals on the sacred mountain!

Moreover, having just unified the world, what he needs is not only immortality, but also the people's hearts to be won over and the nation's fortunes to last forever!

If the Qin Dynasty could receive the protection of the Azure Dragon, then the Qin Dynasty lasting for ten thousand generations would not be a pipe dream!

A look of longing appeared in Ying Zheng's deep eyes.

Bringing his thoughts back to Xu Fu, he spoke calmly, with an unwavering resolve, "This matter will be postponed for now."

Xu Fu's heart skipped a beat. Before he could react, Ying Zheng continued, "Follow me eastward to Wushan. We will first offer sacrifices to the God of Wushan, and then discuss this matter."

Upon hearing this, Xu Fu was dumbfounded, and his heart skipped a beat.

Fog Hill?

Lord of Mist Mountain?

He was uneasy, somewhat afraid that the so-called God of Mist Mountain might see through something.

However, he quickly realized what was happening.

He had also heard about the matter of the God of Mist Mountain, and some people even speculated that the Seven Constellations of the Azure Dragon that appeared some time ago were related to the God of Mist Mountain.

However, these are all just rumors and speculations, and may not be true.

Moreover, many emperors throughout history have offered sacrifices to the God of Mist Mountain, but very few have received a response. Such a being might not necessarily respond to the First Emperor.

Thinking about it, Xu Fu also relaxed.

Soon, Xu Fu joined the eastern tour team and traveled with Emperor Qin Shi Huang towards the mysterious Misty Mountain in the distance.

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