In Xianyang City, a huge rich gate was guarded by soldiers and armor, standing on both sides.

People in Xianyang knew that the immortal who came to Qin lived in it, but everyone also knew that unless the Qin royal family ordered it, no one could enter it.

In the scorching sunlight, three carriages slowly stopped in front of the red door.

Mrs. Huayang and the other two walked out of the car.

Zhao Xicheng, the old man of the prince tribe, raised his head and looked at the mansion in front of him. The breeze blew his pale hair and beard.

Is this the place where the immortals are?

Zhao Xicheng can no longer remember who he had paid such a careful visit to the kings of Qin since he became the elder of the princes.

But obviously starting today, in addition to the King of Qin, he would have another person who needs to be treated respectfully.

"My mother, please let me report it to my son."

"Um!"

Mrs. Huayang's nasal sounded softly.

She was also looking at the mansion. Naturally, there was nothing good about the mansion, she was looking at that kind of momentum.

The entire mansion seems to be only a short distance, but it seems to be far away from the end of the world.

It is considerable but not playable.

Above the mansion, a solemn and vicissitudes of vicissitudes never dissipated for a long time.

Looking down on all directions, you are like an immortal or a god.

"No wonder the 100,000 unattended immortals in Xianyang."

Mrs. Huayang whispered.

"Since ancient times, if there is no immortal in the mountains, it will not be known; if there is no dragon in the lake, it will not be corrected. My dynasty often passes here, but I have never seen his hero. Today, I look at it, it is as majestic as Mount Tai. I am afraid that it is the palace of the King of Qin, and it is incomparable."

Zhao Xicheng was wearing a court suit, stroking his long beard with one hand, and his voice was filled with a sigh.

At this time, the soldiers and generals standing on both sides stepped forward and bowed.

"The last general has met Mrs. Huayang, doctor, and young master."

“No need for politeness.”

Mrs. Huayang waved her sleeves and said loudly.

"promise!"

The general stood up.

At this time, Zichu took a step and asked:

"Have Mr. Chunqiu ever appeared in the courtyard?"

"I have never, but I have only ordered the Qin State to take over the Law."

"If so, could there be any abnormal movement in the courtyard soon?"

"Report to the young master, Mr. Chunqiu has not received any approval from him in the courtyard, so I will not dare to enter the future."

"Good it, go down."

"promise!"

The general retreated slowly,

At this time, Zichu took out a bamboo slip from his cuff and handed it to the person beside him.

"Teach a message."

"promise!"

At this time, in the courtyard, Li Chunqiu slowly put down his hand, and a faint mist flowed out from his body.

There was a hint of fairy spirit in the haze.

For a moment, it seemed like an immortal was alive.

Seeing this, everyone in the courtyard lowered their heads even lower.

It seems that he does not protrude himself to the ground, nor does he show his sincerity.

As the fog slipped, countless plants and trees broke through the ground from Li Chunqiu's feet.

But the newly born little white tiger in Li Chunqiu's arms didn't care about this. It was greedily sucking Li Chunqiu's fingers, and its little face was full of enjoyment.

At Li Chunqiu's feet, the female white tiger roared softly, as if she wanted Li Chunqiu to return her child, but she seemed to be afraid that Li Chunqiu would not agree.

"I won't steal your child yet."

Li Chunqiu shook his head and said helplessly.

Then he held the little white tiger's neck and slowly pulled out his fingers from the little white tiger's mouth.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

The white tiger, who had lost its pacifier, was constantly looking for something in the air.

Li Chunqiu leaned over and placed him beside the female white tiger. The female white tiger immediately began to lick the fur of the little white tiger.

And at this time, the male white tiger also came up.

But as soon as it stretched out its head, it was slapped on the head by the female white tiger.

This scared the male white tiger and it jumped back behind Li Chunqiu.

Then he kept looking at the little white tiger and the female white tiger with his aftertaste.

Li Chunqiu stretched out his finger and knocked it on his head, staggering.

"You, the hen Sichen, is beyond help."

Then he turned around and left.

Left behind everyone who fell to his knees and the White Tiger who was knocked confused.

I'm a tiger.

"roar!"

The white tiger growled low.

But then the female white tiger was glared at, and the white tiger immediately became cowardly. It turned around and pretended not to see the female white tiger's gaze.

At this time, it was facing servants kneeling all over the ground.

"roar!"

A tiger roar came from the white tiger's mouth.

In an instant, the servants who had kneeled all over the ground the moment ago immediately jumped up and ran out of the courtyard like flying.

They are not immortals, and they will most likely be eaten without any bones when facing this white tiger.

Looking at the fear of all the servants, Baihu was very satisfied.

I am still very majestic.

In another courtyard, just after Li Chunqiu sat back on the stone chair, a servant hurried in and bowed.

"Sir, Mrs. Huayang, Zhao Xicheng, the old man of the Duke clan, and Mr. Zichu, ask for a meeting. This is a message!"

The servant raised his hand and presented the prayer letter.

After Li Chunqiu took the visit, he glanced at it.

"please!"

In the past two days, he has basically recorded more than 8,000 words of pronunciation, and there is no problem with basic communication.

"promise!"

The servant slowly withdrew.

Outside the gate, the vermilion door slowly opened.

"Madam, sir, please!"

After the servant bowed, he turned sideways and made a gesture of inviting him.

The three started, but they always kept Mrs. Huayang walking in the front, the old man in the second place, and Zichu walking in the last.

When he walked into the courtyard, Zichu's brow suddenly frowned.

"In the past, I gave you to Mr. Chunqiu. I urge you to be respectful and not to be lazy. How dare you be so lazy?"

Zichu pointed to the wall of the courtyard. There were weeds everywhere in the courtyard. It seemed that no one had cleaned it for a long time.

The servant said to him:

"Young Master, it's not that I am lazy, but that I have entered the palace from the immortals. The plants and trees in all directions are as beautiful as heaven's kindness. The day is more than ten feet long, and it is not comparable to human power. What can I do if I stay there?"

"The day is ten feet long?"
To be continued...