Song Zheng had countless questions about the water battle he witnessed at that time, so he took this opportunity to ask: "Are they all from the west bank of the Ling River?"
Lin Zhengu nodded: "Who on the east coast of our country can continuously build such magical tools? Even the Outer World Tianmen on the river bank, with all their efforts, can only build one, and the fleet can easily build several.
I don’t have the capability to build ten or even hundreds of divine warships on the east coast.”
Song Zheng was puzzled: "Why is the gap between the east bank and the west bank so big? They are both nurtured by the Linghe River, and they are the same creatures in the world. The world is unfair."
He actually had another question in his mind: the Ancient Nether Phoenix Ship.
Legend has it that Pluto Phoenix rose up from under the underworld to the sky, leading a huge fleet. And he was once rewarded by Heavenly Fire and owned an ancient Pluto Phoenix ship.
Although the Ancient Pluto Phoenix Ship had been completely damaged, he could deduce that the Ancient Pluto Phoenix Ship was not as good as a divine warship.
In other words, Pluto Phoenix's fleet was probably not as good as the two divine equipment fleets he saw fighting on the Ling River.
Pluto Phoenix's fleet already has the ability to escape through the void and go up to the sky. Why are the monks on the west bank of the Linghe River just fighting non-stop and never think about going up to the sky?
There will never be a shortage of ambitious lunatics in the world. They will not have any awe, they will only think "he can take his place."
Lin Zhengu replied: "When has there ever been justice in the sky? I was in the sect at that time, and some people speculated that more than 90% of the energy of heaven and earth in Linghe flowed into the west bank, and the east bank could get very little.
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He also told a secret unknown to the outside world: "If the Spirit River goes deep from the east bank, it can only reach about a thousand feet in the river, and then it will encounter a void barrier, and it will not be able to get through no matter what."
Song Zheng was stunned: "The Linghe River is vast and boundless, the surface of the river is like the sea, but the east bank can only go as deep as a thousand feet?"
Thousand feet sounds very far, but compared with the entire Linghe River, it is only a drop in the bucket.
Lin Zhengu nodded: "The monks on the West Bank have also tried to break through the void barrier, but they have not succeeded. That barrier determines the cultivation power on both sides of the Taiwan Strait. It is very unfair to us, but it can also be regarded as a kind of protection. It blocks
The monks on the west coast, otherwise the east coast would have been conquered."
Song Zheng was silent. He recognized what Lin Zhengu said. At the same time, the doubts in his heart not only did not decrease, but also increased: "Why is this happening? The monks on the west bank kept launching Linghe water wars, causing huge losses.
What’s the picture?”
Lin Zhengu shook his head: "No one knows. It's just that there has been a legend about the Great Tribulation among the Outer Heaven Gate on the river bank. I don't know when it started. Everyone thinks that the void barrier will disappear one day.
of."
The other old monsters exclaimed, if it really comes to that point, what can the East Bank do to resist this terrifying fleet of divine tools?!
Song Zheng couldn't help but compare the fleet of divine tools with the Skyfire, but in the end he still felt that the Skyfire was more terrifying. This result made him quite scared but also a little relieved.
The fact that the sky fire descended on the east bank instead of the west bank seems to be a sign. Perhaps the east bank is not as weak as the Outer World Tianmen imagined. Once the west bank comes over, there will be no resistance.
He considered and asked: "If I, the Long Yi Guards, fully support you, how long will it take to refine this magical warship?"
The old monsters looked at each other in confusion, not knowing how to answer. Lin Zhengu smiled bitterly and said: "Your Majesty, you are embarrassing us, but looking at the weapon, we don't know how long it will take us to study it thoroughly and want to build it... Alas!
"
Song Zheng took advantage of the situation and said, "I do have some experience with this sacred warship."
The eyes of the old monsters lit up. This thing was taken out by Song Zheng and had been in her hands for a long time. Of course he would secretly figure it out. And now it seems that Lord Song is unfathomable.
"However, I am busy with official duties, and I am afraid I don't have time to study with you all." He said: "But I can distract myself and place myself among the puppet soldiers. In this way, I can divide my mind into two tasks and assist the seniors as soon as possible.
Even built this divine warship."
The old monsters were overjoyed: "This is so good!"
Song Zheng had seen the magical warship on the Ling River to fight against the strong Zhenguo. If it could be refined, although it would still not be as flexible as the Zhenguo strongman, its deterrence would be greater than that of ordinary Zhenguo.
A group of old monsters were impatient and helped him refine a very flexible mechanism on the spot. Song Zheng also took advantage of the situation and found a group of "Baolan Distraction" and fell into it. Baolan Distraction seemed to be under Song Zheng's control
After getting used to it, I behaved appropriately and rationally.
But the first thing he said was: "It looks a little ugly, so that's fine. I'll go back and adjust it myself."
Everyone thought it was Song Zheng who was talking and looked at him together. Song Zheng cursed Zhou Sheng in his heart, but still smiled slightly: "Just kidding."
Song Zheng used Baolan's distraction as a cover to hide Zhou Sheng inside.
Zhou Sheng's true form is Zhou Tian's secret spirit, which is still with Song Zheng. Now he is also using Song Zheng's Baolan distraction skills to be able to double-purpose and enter the organization.
But after all, he is not a Yin God, so he can only do this, and cannot continue to "split" like Song Zheng.
A group of old monsters left quickly again, but this time there was a machine man among them. What is strange is that this machine man kept rubbing his face along the way...
…
Beishan Camp, the imperial court's appointment finally came down, Qin Shi took over as "General Ningyuan" and commanded the entire Beishan Camp.
During this period of time, Qin Shi, who had been tense and worried, finally breathed a sigh of relief. This appointment meant Master Song's victory in the court. He "returned" out of the house and joined Song Zheng, although he said in front of his father
I am very confident, but how can I not feel uneasy in my heart?
This is related to your own wealth and life!
Now, we finally see the dawn of victory.
However, on the day they were appointed, seven or eight military leaders left the camp. Qin Shi secretly sneered. He knew that it would not be long before the transfer orders of these people were issued, and he could only watch them leave with their men.
But he didn't feel bad at all. Mr. Song had talked to him about the plan for Beishan Camp before. Even if these military leaders refused to leave, they would be eliminated by him sooner or later.
The negotiations between Huang Yuanhe and Song Zheng have been basically finalized. Song Zheng asked for the Beishan camp, and Huang Yuanhe agreed, so Qin Shi was appointed.
But of course Huang Yuanhe would not give the Beishan Camp to Song Zheng out of thin air, so all the powerful military leaders would be transferred away, leaving Song Zheng an empty shell.
…
Almost at the same time, in the main hall of Zizhu Linhai, Hui Yigong once again added Song Zheng's "Road to Heaven" as a variable in the deduction and suddenly realized that the result was finally achieved.
The boy waited outside the palace for a long time. When he saw the master come back to his senses, he dared to ask softly: "Sir, the Queen Mother has been waiting for a long time."
Hui Yigong nodded, thinking of the result he had deduced, but he hesitated, not knowing how to discuss it with the Queen Mother.
The boy waited outside without urging him, but Hui Yi Gong finally got up. Even though the outcome was unclear, he was a veteran of the country and had no reason to dodge and give in.
The Queen Mother came as promised, but Hui Yi Gong made her wait for an extra half day because of the unexpected incident of Song Zheng that delayed her time.
The Queen Mother did not complain. When she saw the senior Zhenguo, she immediately stood up to greet her. Hui Yigong apologized: "There was an accident in the middle, and you also know it, so my deduction was a little slow."
The Queen Mother smiled faintly: "He's just a lucky boy."
Duke Hui Yi glanced at her, and the Queen Mother felt a little unnatural. As a ruler, she should not have spoken so rashly, but she hated Song Zheng deeply and her hostility was very serious.
Duke Hui Yi sat down and said, "Huang Tian's method of establishing a holy religion is feasible."
Not surprisingly, the Queen Mother smiled slightly when she heard this. Of course she knew exactly what the plan she proposed was. It was just that the price she had to pay was too high.
But Hui Yigong still had no joy on his face and said: "But my fate may not be good."
The Queen frowned slightly and guessed: "Is it because of that variable?"
Duke Hui Yi nodded and said: "Holy Queen, please come back."
The Queen Mother was not willing to give up so easily, but Hui Yi Gong had already made a gesture of serving tea to see off the guests. Suddenly, she was standing outside the purple bamboo forest!
She was shocked, and for the first time she understood how big the gap was between herself and the senior one!
The boy stood inside the bamboo door and bowed to say good-bye: "Good riddance, Queen Mother."
The Queen Mother left in confusion: "What result did Duke Hui Yi deduce that made him unwilling to continue negotiating with our holy religion even though he knew he could break free from the shackles of national destiny?"
In the sea of ​​purple bamboo forest, countless possible futures flashed through Hui Yigong's eyes. In the end, these futures gradually came to an end and were reduced to the most likely one.
Under this possibility, he broke free from the shackles of the fate of the country, but then the catastrophe came, the world was vast, and powerful and incredible beings came from unknown places, and he had no power to fight back. In such a catastrophe
, fell together with many powerful people who ruled the country.
Moreover, it was completely destroyed physically and mentally, not even a trace of "hope" was left.
He was completely wiped out by a "big hand"!
He closed his eyes and opened them again after a while. This result was his final fate after using the secret method of Huang Tianli Holy Cult to break free from the shackles of national destiny.
He didn't dare to try, and because of this, it was not only a matter of his own death, but also a "catastrophe of heaven and earth".
"How could this be so?" Hui Yi Gong was surprised and confused.
But will supporting Song Zheng really have different results?
It was a matter of his own path, and he did not dare to be rude. After a brief pause, he said to the boy: "I am in seclusion for three months, and no outsiders are allowed."
"Yes." The boy responded.
He walked into the hall again and started a new deduction. Not only did he have to deduce the results of supporting Song Zheng, he also needed to make various choices and corresponding results. The whole plan was very complicated.
Chapter completed!