Dangdangdang...
In the seventh floor elixir room of Sitianjian, Song Qing rolled up his sleeves, held a purple-gold sledgehammer and the same-colored iron pliers, standing in front of the anvil to hammer the steel.
The white clothes on his body were covered in black and gray, his forehead was sweating profusely, and his eyes were thick and dark, as if he would die suddenly at any time.
After forging out the impurities, Song Qing took out a dark golden nail, aimed it at the iron embryo, and hit the nail head with a sledgehammer.
In the harsh sound, dark golden nails pierced the iron embryo.
It's incomparable, it's incomparable...
Song Qing shook his head regretfully: What material is the casting of the Demon-Sealing Nail?Is there really such metal in the world?
The demon-sealing nail in his hand was brought back by Sun Xuanji. He was entrusted by the alchemy genius Xu Ningyan and handed over the demon-sealing nail to Song Qing.
Mr. Xu is worthy of being a genius who is willing to contribute everything to alchemy. He is Song Qing’s confidant, who contributed such an important artifact to Si Tianjian for research.
Mr. Xu had only one requirement to contribute to the Demon-Sealing Spike, that is, he hoped that the alchemists would imitate the Demon-Sealing Spike.
The alchemists were so moved.
Mr. Xu not only contributed his magical artifacts, but also entrusted them with important tasks.
At this time, a white-clothed warlock quickly walked into the alchemy room and whispered:
Senior Brother Song, the supervisor asked you to send this box to the bottom of the building and hand it over to Senior Sister Zhong.
The supervisor teacher... Song Qing took the wooden box with some confusion and asked:
What is it?
The white-clothed warlock shook his head: The supervisor said that only Senior Sister Zhong could open it.
Song Qing has always been an independent (rebellious) disciple. Upon hearing this, he went to open the box, but failed to open it.
OK!
Song Qing nodded, hugged the wooden box half a foot wide and one foot long, left the Dan Room, followed the stairs to the first floor lobby, and then passed the iron door behind the hall to enter the underground.
The sound of footsteps echoed in the quiet underground, and the oil lamps dyed everything with a warm and soft orange color.
Song Qing sniffed the faint old-fashioned aura in the air. Most of the white-clothed sorcerers in Si Tianjian were outside, either joining the army or traveling to save people. They had less time to breathe the door open.
Passing through the dark and long corridor, Song Qing stopped at the door of a forbidden room and looked inward through the ventilation window on the door.
Zhong Li sat cross-legged in the corner, sitting silently.
Junior Sister Zhong!
Song Qing pushed open the door, walked to her, and sat down cross-legged: The supervisor asked me to give it to you.
Zhong Li opened her eyes, took the wooden box, and the lock tongue popped up automatically the moment she bought it.
Open the lid, and in the box laid with yellow silk cloth, there was a half-arm-long wooden hammer lying.
The wooden hammer is light brown, the handle is rubbing with oily and shiny, and the hammer head and handle are engraved with fine array patterns.
Zhong Li was stunned for a moment and looked up at Song Qing.
Song Qing happened to bow his head, and the senior brothers and sisters looked at each other and said in unison:
A life-threatening hammer!
Song Qing suddenly realized and said: No wonder the teacher of the sergeant said you would open the box. No one else can use this broken thing except you.
According to the teacher of the sensation, he was the one who was at his own pace when he was young.
Holding this hammer to hit someone else's head can change your fate, but the good or bad fate is uncontrollable, and the person holding the hammer and the person being knocked will be changed together.
People are divided into three categories, and they all have fates in all walks of life.
Once your fate is changed, you will be punished by God and your life span will be reduced by half.
In other words, this broken hammer will not only make people's fate change unpredictably, but also start by halving the life span.
However, Zhong Li is an exception, because Zhong Li's current fate belongs to God's punishment, and even the life-threatening hammer cannot change such a bad fate, so she can avoid side effects instead.
What did the supervisor do to you?
Song Qing looked confused: Although you are a prophet now, you will be powerless to suffer all kinds of disasters.But if you use it to change other people's fate randomly, your disaster will be aggravated.
Zhong Li shook her head and silently put away the hammer.
Alas, when Caiwei was not in Sitianjian, she felt that the entire Star Gazing Tower was pure.Junior Sister Zhong, senior brother has to go back to refine the weapon, so he left first.Song Qing stood up and pushed him away.
……
Far away overseas.
The white emperor, with white scales as white as jade, with cow nose, crocodile lips and lion mane, pedaled with four hooves and sprinted onto the sea surface.
There are endless waves, and the sky is the sky. Apart from the sky, there is only an endless ocean.
Baidi found his destination accurately on this difficult-to-identify sea.
It lowered its head and stared at the sea under its hooves, and its blue eyes lit up a deep, dark light, like a vortex.
A vortex appeared on the sea surface, rapidly expanding into a large vortex with a diameter of dozens of meters, with white foam surging.
Baidi plunged into the vortex, and for a moment, he held a curved spear that looked like bones, stones, gold and jade in his mouth, and rushed out of the vortex.
Its four hooves ran, like a horse, dissipating in the sky.
The vortex slowly calmed down, and the ocean recovered like this.
……
Dongling City.
The urn city is built on the top of the city, and Xu Pingfeng stands on the top of the urn city, flying in white, and his posture is like a banished immortal.
He held a pot of wine in his hand and looked into the north.
……
Yunzhou Central Military Camp.
The chariots transporting Zibo are coming and going in and out of the military camp. The soldiers on the ground are repeating the work of on duty and patrol, waiting for the expedition at any time.
Compared with the Yunzhou Army fighting on three fronts, the 30,000 central troops were the most complete, and the elite troops were resting and waiting for the battle.
After a month, almost no troops were sent out in the military camp.
At this time, as winter gradually came to an end, the soldiers at the bottom were fine and had limited knowledge, but the middle and high-level generals began to unable to sit still.
They realized that as the pace of spring approached, the advantages and disadvantages of our side and Dafeng would begin to reverse step by step.
As a result, there were more and more sounds of fighting in the camp and higher and higher.
To this day, more than a dozen middle and senior generals knelt outside the commander's tent and threatened Qi Guangbo to send troops.
Among them is Zhuo Haoran, who was demoted from the Left Army Captain to the Deputy Captain of the Charge Camp.
The general, you can't delay it anymore. If you don't take over Qingzhou this winter, it will be difficult for our army to reach the capital after the spring festival.
Zhuo Haoran, whose left eye was gray and unable to see things, roared:
The last general only wants to die, but ask the general to let the last general die on the battlefield. Please send troops.
The generals around agreed. Although they looked down on Zhuo Haoran, the defeated general, their position was the same at this time.
After a while of trouble, just when the generals thought they had returned without success, the military tent was lifted.
Qi Guangbo was dressed in military uniform, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, his eyes were calm and his face was calm. He glanced at the generals. Instead of getting angry, he smiled:
It's still a bit patient to survive until now.
The single-minded Zhuo Haoran said in surprise:
General?
Qi Guangbo said in a deep voice:
Zhuo Haoran, you ruined 6,000 elite soldiers in Songshan County, and it should have been dealt with by military law.This general cherishes his talents and spares your life.Now ask you, do you want to redeem your sins?
Zhuo Haoran said loudly:
If you can avenge your shame, you will die without regrets.
Qi Guangbo threw out a letter of order with his handsome seal and said lightly:
Lead 8,000 elite troops of the Left Army to Songshan County to support the three armies of Longxiang, Baiji and Breaking Formation.
Zhuo Haoran's face was ecstatic:
The last general will receive the order!
Qi Guangbo stopped looking at him and turned to a general on the right:
Wenxuan led 600 artillery soldiers of the artillery battalion, 3,000 infantrymen in the camp, and supported the two armies of black armor and green pythons in the Dongling.At the same time, I brought this general's handwritten book to Ji Xuan.
He also threw out a letter of order with the handsome seal.
Zhao Bing, you will lead three thousand light cavalry to cut off the supply line in Songshan County and must travel day and night.
……
As orders were issued, less than a long time, half of the generals outside the tent were sent away. Qi Guangbo swept over the remaining people and said slowly:
He set off the camp and swallowed Wan County with me.
……
Songshan County.
In the urn at the top of the city, Miao Youfang's angry voice came:
No regrets when making a move, Mosang, I will give you the Go that only scholars in the Central Plains can learn. This is how you repay me?
Humph, barbarians are barbarians.
Then there is Mosan's voice:
Is this a very popular game among the people of Central Plains?It’s not that difficult, may I be the legendary seed of reading?
Miao Youfang sneered:
What do you know? This is called the simplicity of the great way.The simpler the thing, the deeper the knowledge.
Look at Ah, I can swing these five chess pieces horizontally, vertically, and obliquely.You can also place both sides first and then the middle.The gameplay is ever-changing, and the steps are unpredictable.
Mosan, who had already put on light armor, scratched his head:
Although what you said makes sense, I still think it is very simple. I am indeed a seed of reading.After the war is over, I will stay in your Zhongyuan for the top scorer before going back. My father will definitely be happy.
What are you talking about?Xu Cijiu, who was biting the steamed bun, checked the city's military equipment and just stepped into the threshold of the urn, he heard this.
Miao Youfang said while guarding Mosang's dike to replace chess pieces:
Let’s play Go again, chess is the way of a gentleman.
Xu Erlang thought that this vulgar martial artist could play chess?When you look closely, you will find that one black and white chess pieces are connected into a line, and the longest one is four. No matter how white and black chess are, the four chess will be cut off.
You, do you call this Go?
Xu Erlang looked at him with a strange expression.
Isn't it?Miao Youfang asked back, and before Xu Erlang could speak, he said proudly:
Don’t think that playing chess is the privilege of you scholars. In fact, there is nothing difficult.With my intelligence and talent, I have figured out the trick in just one cup of tea.
I didn’t know how to play chess before, but I was simply frightened by you, a group of scholars.
Mosan echoed on the side:
I also think it’s simple, Master Xu, do you think I can get the top scorer like you?We have never produced the top scorer in southern Xinjiang.
I think your Zhongyuan words have become standard... Xu Xinnian is chewing steamed buns:
Brother Miao, who taught you your chess technique?
Miao Youfang made a move and replied:
Your sister-in-law.
Xu Xinnian was stunned: Which one?
Which one?Miao Youfang was also stunned. After thinking carefully, he said:
The ugliest one.
Xu Xinnian recalled it carefully, but couldn't guess who the ugliest thing he was referring to.
You just say the name.
Munan Yu Ah.
Who is Mu Nanzhi? Forget it. If you have the chance to see him in the future, remember to tell her that Miao Youfang said that she was ugly... Xu Xinnian secretly wrote it down, then bowed to the two talented comrades and went aside to read military books.
Scholars are versatile and have basic operations.
In the seventh floor elixir room of Sitianjian, Song Qing rolled up his sleeves, held a purple-gold sledgehammer and the same-colored iron pliers, standing in front of the anvil to hammer the steel.
The white clothes on his body were covered in black and gray, his forehead was sweating profusely, and his eyes were thick and dark, as if he would die suddenly at any time.
After forging out the impurities, Song Qing took out a dark golden nail, aimed it at the iron embryo, and hit the nail head with a sledgehammer.
In the harsh sound, dark golden nails pierced the iron embryo.
It's incomparable, it's incomparable...
Song Qing shook his head regretfully: What material is the casting of the Demon-Sealing Nail?Is there really such metal in the world?
The demon-sealing nail in his hand was brought back by Sun Xuanji. He was entrusted by the alchemy genius Xu Ningyan and handed over the demon-sealing nail to Song Qing.
Mr. Xu is worthy of being a genius who is willing to contribute everything to alchemy. He is Song Qing’s confidant, who contributed such an important artifact to Si Tianjian for research.
Mr. Xu had only one requirement to contribute to the Demon-Sealing Spike, that is, he hoped that the alchemists would imitate the Demon-Sealing Spike.
The alchemists were so moved.
Mr. Xu not only contributed his magical artifacts, but also entrusted them with important tasks.
At this time, a white-clothed warlock quickly walked into the alchemy room and whispered:
Senior Brother Song, the supervisor asked you to send this box to the bottom of the building and hand it over to Senior Sister Zhong.
The supervisor teacher... Song Qing took the wooden box with some confusion and asked:
What is it?
The white-clothed warlock shook his head: The supervisor said that only Senior Sister Zhong could open it.
Song Qing has always been an independent (rebellious) disciple. Upon hearing this, he went to open the box, but failed to open it.
OK!
Song Qing nodded, hugged the wooden box half a foot wide and one foot long, left the Dan Room, followed the stairs to the first floor lobby, and then passed the iron door behind the hall to enter the underground.
The sound of footsteps echoed in the quiet underground, and the oil lamps dyed everything with a warm and soft orange color.
Song Qing sniffed the faint old-fashioned aura in the air. Most of the white-clothed sorcerers in Si Tianjian were outside, either joining the army or traveling to save people. They had less time to breathe the door open.
Passing through the dark and long corridor, Song Qing stopped at the door of a forbidden room and looked inward through the ventilation window on the door.
Zhong Li sat cross-legged in the corner, sitting silently.
Junior Sister Zhong!
Song Qing pushed open the door, walked to her, and sat down cross-legged: The supervisor asked me to give it to you.
Zhong Li opened her eyes, took the wooden box, and the lock tongue popped up automatically the moment she bought it.
Open the lid, and in the box laid with yellow silk cloth, there was a half-arm-long wooden hammer lying.
The wooden hammer is light brown, the handle is rubbing with oily and shiny, and the hammer head and handle are engraved with fine array patterns.
Zhong Li was stunned for a moment and looked up at Song Qing.
Song Qing happened to bow his head, and the senior brothers and sisters looked at each other and said in unison:
A life-threatening hammer!
Song Qing suddenly realized and said: No wonder the teacher of the sergeant said you would open the box. No one else can use this broken thing except you.
According to the teacher of the sensation, he was the one who was at his own pace when he was young.
Holding this hammer to hit someone else's head can change your fate, but the good or bad fate is uncontrollable, and the person holding the hammer and the person being knocked will be changed together.
People are divided into three categories, and they all have fates in all walks of life.
Once your fate is changed, you will be punished by God and your life span will be reduced by half.
In other words, this broken hammer will not only make people's fate change unpredictably, but also start by halving the life span.
However, Zhong Li is an exception, because Zhong Li's current fate belongs to God's punishment, and even the life-threatening hammer cannot change such a bad fate, so she can avoid side effects instead.
What did the supervisor do to you?
Song Qing looked confused: Although you are a prophet now, you will be powerless to suffer all kinds of disasters.But if you use it to change other people's fate randomly, your disaster will be aggravated.
Zhong Li shook her head and silently put away the hammer.
Alas, when Caiwei was not in Sitianjian, she felt that the entire Star Gazing Tower was pure.Junior Sister Zhong, senior brother has to go back to refine the weapon, so he left first.Song Qing stood up and pushed him away.
……
Far away overseas.
The white emperor, with white scales as white as jade, with cow nose, crocodile lips and lion mane, pedaled with four hooves and sprinted onto the sea surface.
There are endless waves, and the sky is the sky. Apart from the sky, there is only an endless ocean.
Baidi found his destination accurately on this difficult-to-identify sea.
It lowered its head and stared at the sea under its hooves, and its blue eyes lit up a deep, dark light, like a vortex.
A vortex appeared on the sea surface, rapidly expanding into a large vortex with a diameter of dozens of meters, with white foam surging.
Baidi plunged into the vortex, and for a moment, he held a curved spear that looked like bones, stones, gold and jade in his mouth, and rushed out of the vortex.
Its four hooves ran, like a horse, dissipating in the sky.
The vortex slowly calmed down, and the ocean recovered like this.
……
Dongling City.
The urn city is built on the top of the city, and Xu Pingfeng stands on the top of the urn city, flying in white, and his posture is like a banished immortal.
He held a pot of wine in his hand and looked into the north.
……
Yunzhou Central Military Camp.
The chariots transporting Zibo are coming and going in and out of the military camp. The soldiers on the ground are repeating the work of on duty and patrol, waiting for the expedition at any time.
Compared with the Yunzhou Army fighting on three fronts, the 30,000 central troops were the most complete, and the elite troops were resting and waiting for the battle.
After a month, almost no troops were sent out in the military camp.
At this time, as winter gradually came to an end, the soldiers at the bottom were fine and had limited knowledge, but the middle and high-level generals began to unable to sit still.
They realized that as the pace of spring approached, the advantages and disadvantages of our side and Dafeng would begin to reverse step by step.
As a result, there were more and more sounds of fighting in the camp and higher and higher.
To this day, more than a dozen middle and senior generals knelt outside the commander's tent and threatened Qi Guangbo to send troops.
Among them is Zhuo Haoran, who was demoted from the Left Army Captain to the Deputy Captain of the Charge Camp.
The general, you can't delay it anymore. If you don't take over Qingzhou this winter, it will be difficult for our army to reach the capital after the spring festival.
Zhuo Haoran, whose left eye was gray and unable to see things, roared:
The last general only wants to die, but ask the general to let the last general die on the battlefield. Please send troops.
The generals around agreed. Although they looked down on Zhuo Haoran, the defeated general, their position was the same at this time.
After a while of trouble, just when the generals thought they had returned without success, the military tent was lifted.
Qi Guangbo was dressed in military uniform, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, his eyes were calm and his face was calm. He glanced at the generals. Instead of getting angry, he smiled:
It's still a bit patient to survive until now.
The single-minded Zhuo Haoran said in surprise:
General?
Qi Guangbo said in a deep voice:
Zhuo Haoran, you ruined 6,000 elite soldiers in Songshan County, and it should have been dealt with by military law.This general cherishes his talents and spares your life.Now ask you, do you want to redeem your sins?
Zhuo Haoran said loudly:
If you can avenge your shame, you will die without regrets.
Qi Guangbo threw out a letter of order with his handsome seal and said lightly:
Lead 8,000 elite troops of the Left Army to Songshan County to support the three armies of Longxiang, Baiji and Breaking Formation.
Zhuo Haoran's face was ecstatic:
The last general will receive the order!
Qi Guangbo stopped looking at him and turned to a general on the right:
Wenxuan led 600 artillery soldiers of the artillery battalion, 3,000 infantrymen in the camp, and supported the two armies of black armor and green pythons in the Dongling.At the same time, I brought this general's handwritten book to Ji Xuan.
He also threw out a letter of order with the handsome seal.
Zhao Bing, you will lead three thousand light cavalry to cut off the supply line in Songshan County and must travel day and night.
……
As orders were issued, less than a long time, half of the generals outside the tent were sent away. Qi Guangbo swept over the remaining people and said slowly:
He set off the camp and swallowed Wan County with me.
……
Songshan County.
In the urn at the top of the city, Miao Youfang's angry voice came:
No regrets when making a move, Mosang, I will give you the Go that only scholars in the Central Plains can learn. This is how you repay me?
Humph, barbarians are barbarians.
Then there is Mosan's voice:
Is this a very popular game among the people of Central Plains?It’s not that difficult, may I be the legendary seed of reading?
Miao Youfang sneered:
What do you know? This is called the simplicity of the great way.The simpler the thing, the deeper the knowledge.
Look at Ah, I can swing these five chess pieces horizontally, vertically, and obliquely.You can also place both sides first and then the middle.The gameplay is ever-changing, and the steps are unpredictable.
Mosan, who had already put on light armor, scratched his head:
Although what you said makes sense, I still think it is very simple. I am indeed a seed of reading.After the war is over, I will stay in your Zhongyuan for the top scorer before going back. My father will definitely be happy.
What are you talking about?Xu Cijiu, who was biting the steamed bun, checked the city's military equipment and just stepped into the threshold of the urn, he heard this.
Miao Youfang said while guarding Mosang's dike to replace chess pieces:
Let’s play Go again, chess is the way of a gentleman.
Xu Erlang thought that this vulgar martial artist could play chess?When you look closely, you will find that one black and white chess pieces are connected into a line, and the longest one is four. No matter how white and black chess are, the four chess will be cut off.
You, do you call this Go?
Xu Erlang looked at him with a strange expression.
Isn't it?Miao Youfang asked back, and before Xu Erlang could speak, he said proudly:
Don’t think that playing chess is the privilege of you scholars. In fact, there is nothing difficult.With my intelligence and talent, I have figured out the trick in just one cup of tea.
I didn’t know how to play chess before, but I was simply frightened by you, a group of scholars.
Mosan echoed on the side:
I also think it’s simple, Master Xu, do you think I can get the top scorer like you?We have never produced the top scorer in southern Xinjiang.
I think your Zhongyuan words have become standard... Xu Xinnian is chewing steamed buns:
Brother Miao, who taught you your chess technique?
Miao Youfang made a move and replied:
Your sister-in-law.
Xu Xinnian was stunned: Which one?
Which one?Miao Youfang was also stunned. After thinking carefully, he said:
The ugliest one.
Xu Xinnian recalled it carefully, but couldn't guess who the ugliest thing he was referring to.
You just say the name.
Munan Yu Ah.
Who is Mu Nanzhi? Forget it. If you have the chance to see him in the future, remember to tell her that Miao Youfang said that she was ugly... Xu Xinnian secretly wrote it down, then bowed to the two talented comrades and went aside to read military books.
Scholars are versatile and have basic operations.
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