Seeing that He Lingchuan's face turned white, the master craftsman of the Chiyan Kingdom patted him on the shoulder and comforted him kindly, "You get what you pay for, fifteen times the cost must be at least three times more powerful."
"Is it only three times?" He Lingchuan felt that it was not worth it. "Three times is a lot."
The craftsman explained to him. Both the golden armored bronze man and the guard needed to be controlled by their master, otherwise they would either stay still or go berserk.
How many people can do two things at once, especially in the middle of a tense battle?
So what about three uses, or four uses?
Therefore, the number of gold armors that one person can control is limited. Of course, this thing is expensive but not expensive. Making one can be the best of the three. It saves worry and energy.
Moreover, the God General actually has some autonomy and can execute relatively vague orders. If you ask him to move bricks, he will keep moving them for you. After moving the nearby ones, he will move to the far ones. He will also take flat roads to save money in the middle.
energy.
He Lingchuan thought of the golden-armored general he had seen in the illusion of Yuan Kingdom. He was indeed fighting with open arms and wide open, and his power was astonishing. Even when facing so many monsters, he did not give up at all.
How much energy does this thing consume? He couldn't imagine. "It's so easy to use, do you think it costs fifteen times more to make?"
"...Expensive." He suspected that this spitting craftsman was actually a female businesswoman with a loyal face.
Of course, the last words of the craftsman are the fatal blow:
This kind of thing is expensive to make and consumes a lot of money. It is usually only used in wars and is not something that normal people should play with.
Fine.
But no matter what, the Golden Armored Bronze Guard has been completed. Mr. He optimistically said that this may be a dimensionality reduction blow for normal opponents... and there is nothing wrong with it.
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Baoshu Country, Baiyun Mountain.
Tonight it is rainy and misty, and the mountains and forests are secluded. It really corresponds to the poem:
There are people deep in the white clouds.
The lakeside was as quiet as ever. Tang Xiangguo stood alone on the covered bridge, and he sent several guards a hundred feet away.
There is no safer place than next to King Baoshu.
An old voice sounded in Tang Xiangguo's heart: "The whereabouts of the spiritual seed have not been found yet?"
"The official is incompetent and can only find out that on the day of the accident of the escort team, the spiritual seed turned into a root ball to imprison the wind demon, but it was eaten by the Ziwu Divine Wind and broke free. We found some root ball fragments in Fengmo Mountain, but there was no spiritual seed in them.
It cannot be ruled out that it fell into the cracks in the ground of Feng Mo Mountain. There, there is the entrance and exit of the Ziwu Kamikaze."
Who dares to go down, who can go down? "There are no witnesses?"
Tang Xiangguo shook his head: "There were some white bones at the scene, probably cut by the Ziwu Divine Wind, but there were still a few people in the middle of the terraces whose bodies were intact, but their necks were twisted, maybe they were murdered."
"The spiritual seed has been taken away. I'm afraid you won't be able to find it." King Baoshu said firmly, "I came to see you today because I have other important matters."
Tang Xiangguo lowered his head and said, "My king gave orders."
"King Chiyan hastened to send a message to the Xiangzhou tree guards, saying that there has been another incident of privately refining the elixir in Lingxu City."
The missing spiritual species was originally going to grow into the Northern Tree Guard, but was robbed midway. So the one closest to Chiyan Kingdom is the already grown Xiangzhou Tree Guard.
These adult tree guards are the avatars of the Treasure Tree King. They are closely connected with the main body and can even communicate with each other. Most of the pious words of soldiers and civilians to the Tree Guards will be received by the Treasure Tree King.
King Chiyan's flight information is transmitted to Xiangzhou Shuwei, which saves the most time.
"Elixir?" Tang Xiangguo was startled, "Has something like this happened again?"
King Baoshu said calmly: "It has been so long since the last bloody storm. Except for old men like Gu, no one else can remember it." "The reason is that the white-shouldered eagle messenger sent by Lingxu City to the front line disappeared midway, and Prince Chiyan disappeared.
I took over the investigation and found that there are people in the country who have been hunting monsters and obtaining pearls for many years. The clue finally led to Cen Boqing, the eldest son-in-law of Yao Mao, the chief minister of Bejia. I guess there will be follow-up to this matter."
"Get pearls?" Tang Xiangguo pondered, "Sure enough, these pulp beads are used to refine the elixir."
Tang Xiangguo's official position was not in vain. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. "Since Bejia's face is involved,
It also involves the elixir, so I’m afraid the emperor will be furious.”
"This matter cannot be settled." King Baoshu asked him, "Look, King Chiyan can't keep his temper, or is he deliberately making trouble?"
Tang Xiangguo thought for a long time before replying: "In my humble opinion, I have both. But King Chiyan sent you a message because he doesn't want the matter to pass away in peace and wants to seek my king's support."
Among all the demon kingdoms, only the Treasure Tree Kingdom has always stood tall; among all the demon kings, only the Treasure Tree King has remained green for eight hundred years.
King Chiyan wants to make waves in Lingxu City, but he can't do it with his single palm.
The King of Baoshu chuckled, and all the leaves and branches rustled in the rain: "How do you think I should reply to this letter?"
"It all depends on my king's will." Tang Xiangguo said, "If you want to help him, you can smooth out the conflicts between Chiyan and our country; if you don't help him, there is no need to reply to the letter and delay it for a month or two."
King Baoshu gave a long hum: "If it were Taifu Sha, he would give me some advice now."
Tang Xiangguo lowered his head and pursed his lips slightly.
"It's almost time. Sort out the few cases of killing monsters and obtaining pearls that happened in our country and pick the closest ones." King Baoshu has indeed made a decision, "You will personally draft the memorial and send it to Lingxu as soon as possible."
City, tell King Chiyan at the same time. Those who are interested should wait with their eyes wide open, and we cannot let them wait for too long."
It exhaled again: "Strike while the iron is hot. It's easy to get lost if you put off big things."
Tang Xiangguo bowed in response. He should have retreated, but he hesitated. "What else is there?"
"Just seven days ago, Tai Shiling observed a strange flash from the Tianluo star in the east." Tang Xiangguodao, "You mentioned that you should report any strangeness in the Big Dipper stars, but at that time you were in seclusion...
"
The wind and rain on Baiyun Mountain seemed to freeze suddenly.
After more than ten breaths, King Baoshu asked: "Special flash?"
"Tianluo star, which is far opposite Tianshu star, was originally difficult to see with the naked eye during this season. But that night it suddenly flashed twice in a row and was extremely bright." Tang Xiangguo said, "Then it went dark again and did not light up again."
"Really?" King Baoshu said to himself, as if he was sighing, "The sky is bright again, and disaster is about to happen. No wonder the case of a missing messenger becomes bigger and bigger."
Tang Xiangguo didn't understand: "My king, Tianluo star will shine every autumn to early spring of next year. This year, it is only more than a month early, so how can it be a sign of disaster?"
"The Tianluo star always shines on time, which is the normal behavior of heaven. But if it shines unexpectedly, it means war and disaster. Your life span is too short, and you have never seen the trouble it brings." King Baoshu said coldly, "Just say
The last time it started flashing randomly was one hundred, sixty or seventy years ago."
One hundred sixty-seventy years ago, what kind of military revolution did Bejia encounter? Tang Xiangguo was also quite knowledgeable. When he thought about it, he was a little surprised: "Is it the rise of Panlong City?"
"More than ten years ago, there was a rebellion in Yuan Kingdom." King Baoshu said, "I won't mention it two hundred years ago."
"If a disaster is coming, how will our country respond?"
"Let Taishi Ling closely monitor and see if Tianluo Star can still dodge behind it, and then it depends on Lingxu City's reaction." King Baoshu said solemnly, "Our country must also prepare for a rainy day. Send me the order to strictly inspect the tax from now on.
Classes, streamline administration and increase troops, inventory granaries, eliminate redundancies from the royal court to local areas, promote capable generals. And purchase weapons and horses..."
Tang Xiangguo said at the right time: "My king, don't be in a hurry to avoid misunderstanding in Lingxu City."
"...Well, what you're saying is, just don't do these two things for now. The other things should have been done long ago."
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At night above the white sand, the moon and stars were sparse, but He Lingchuan had no intention of admiring them.
He calculated the time, closed the doors and windows tightly, and ordered Shanyue's guards to come and stand guard at the door, not allowing anyone to enter or leave.
The sealing effect of the beech doors and windows was first-class. He lit some incense and the smoke plumes rose vertically, and there was almost no wind in the room.
very good.
He Lingchuan then took out a branch as thick as a chopstick and threw it on the table, then lit two more incense sticks and murmured something.
After the three incense sticks were burned out, the smoke lingered in the room and gradually turned into the shape of a human head.
This is the little clone left behind after the Hundred Faced Nightmare was defeated by him, no, after it was defeated by Panlong City.
"Come out?" He Lingchuan looked at it and frowned, "Why are you so small again?"
His attitude towards Nightmare was definitely not as pious as Cheng Yu's before, asking and begging, all kinds of flattery.
It turns out that the nightmare doesn't need those at all to come out.
"I said, I am a nightmare and can only live in a dreamland! I will not be nourished at all in your soulland, and I will only become weaker and weaker!" The strange nightmare complained, "You have been bossing me around lately.
Looking for someone takes too much energy!"
If his strength is not improving, it would be strange if he is not weak!
He Lingchuan pretended not to hear, took out a short hair from the oil paper bag, and burned it to ashes in the candlelight.
Then he took out another note and wrote his name and date of birth, which was also burned to ashes.
The strange head leaned over and took a deep breath, as if he was carefully distinguishing it, and then said:
"Seven-year-old boy? Have you changed your taste? How are you going to deal with him this time?"
"It won't hurt anyone, just find him." He Lingchuan said, "Someone put a concealment circle on him to isolate him from tracking. Find his hiding place for me."
"It's easy. I'll go and have a look in his dream." The monster shook his head and was about to float away when he suddenly said, "Hey, let me go!"
Half of its tail is still in the branch.
This is the branch of Juluo sapling. Apart from the Fusheng knife, He Lingchuan is currently the only thing that can bring out the dream of Panlong.
The submarine wood sculpture originally associated with the nightmare was broken, so He Lingchuan casually broke off a branch to give it shelter. Anyway, the Juluo tree is also a type of submarine tree, which is more precious and powerful.
"Let it go." He Lingchuan shook the small branch, and the latter reluctantly let go of the nightmare's tail.
He Lingchuan is not afraid that the nightmare will not come back. This thing is being watched by the Three Corpse Insects.
Then, the nightmare passed through the crack in the door and disappeared in a flash.
Its form can only be seen by He Lingchuan who summoned it, and the guards guarding the door outside are unaware of it.
During the long night, He Lingchuan simply sat down, crossed his legs and adjusted his breathing.