At the time of another year's farewell, heavy snow covered the sky, blocking out the sun, and there was spiritual mist on the ground. There was white snow mist between the sky and the earth, covering Nanlian Mountain and blocking spiritual consciousness.
In an open space in Nanlian Mountain, a huge dark ship lay lying on the platform. A line of military vehicles slowly parked on the platform. Workers opened the locked iron doors of the carriages and pushed down the materials with inclined plates. The magicians used techniques to carry them.
It was installed directly into the hull.
Zeng Muzhi brought a few classmates who came up with him to help, and they were busy until dark. Seeing the workers checking the goods one by one, and everyone was getting ready to board the ship, Zeng Muzhi would look around the crowd from time to time.
Tension and urgency.
His friend Jiang Meng saw him and patted his shoulder: "It's our turn to leave today. Why don't you get on the boat and are you still looking for you, Senior Sister Qiao?"
Zeng Muzhi opened his eyes and looked again, looking a little confused, but still said: "I believe she must have come up..."
The words were a little sure, but no one was seen until the end, and she was a little regretful: "Perhaps she is a group who stayed in Yingzhou, and there is no way she could be sent to Xiangzhong like the disciples of the Three Saints Sect."
"That's right." Jiang Meng was convinced.
Those who come down from the earth and become yang are not all their own people, there are two aspects.
The first is the disciples of the Three Saints. These people can't even urinate in the same pot as the Han people, and they can only communicate with the Tongtian Sect.
There is also a wave of fairies from the water tribe, and it is said that they are also transported to the Eastern Wasteland. They seem to be following the former Dragon King of the East China Sea and the Dragon King of the South China Sea.
This batch of 100,000 men will go to the Eastern Wasteland, leaving only 10,000 locally.
"Tsk, tsk, your majesty is so powerful, you can even make dragons..." While gossiping, an order came from the fairy ship: "Get ready to board the ship, keep quiet."
A few classmates boarded the fairy ship. There were two rows of seats inside. Ye Qing, who was so evil, of course took them according to the passenger seats in the plane. It was very narrow, but one ship could hold ten thousand people.
Several people walked along the narrow passage, found the assigned seats and sat down, flipping through books, waiting for departure - the fairy ship must be driven by a fairy spirit clone or above, and it is expected that the captain is still on the way and has not returned yet.
Directly in front of the mountain, there are pavilions and courtyards hidden among the snowy forests on the mountainside. The white snow in front of the steps reflects the red light of the brazier. This light is leaked from the pavilion behind the curtain, and some soft voices can be heard.
Sun Shangxiang and Xiao Qiao were talking to several young girls from the Sun Qiao family. It must be said that these two families have excellent bloodlines, and each generation of beauties have optimized their bloodlines and all of them have good looks. Except for one little girl who is the daughter of the contemporary Qiao family,
I am all beauties from all ages, all real people with long lifespans. At this time, they are all reunited at the knees of their aunt and uncle, saying their names and practicing cultivation. They are all filled with emotion.
"You are the youngest here, what is your name?" Da Qiao held the little girl's hand, very cordially. In fact, among the 110,000 Han people, there are only 7,000 women. But as the saying goes, when the yin declines and the yang rises, these women are like
A pure-blooded lady.
"Qiao Banzhuang..." Qiao Banzhuang whispered.
In the snow forest outside the pavilion, Ye Qing was walking casually, and the clouds finally turned into pure green. It is said that the cave sky was completely yang-filled, and it was worth the energy of several counties.
At this time, I looked up and saw that it was full of snowflakes. Not far away was the Snow Appreciation Hall. The pillars were all hollow. The underground fire dragon pillars were connected with smoke cages. When a fire was lit, the inside was warm.
Wu Ran accompanied Ye Qing to enjoy the snow. Not long after, a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old came over. As soon as he saw Ye Qing and Wu Ran, he knelt down and kowtowed: "Liu Zhen, the fourteenth generation grandson, pays homage to the ancestor and the empress."
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"Get up."
Ye Qing looked at this young man carefully. His face was like a crown jewel, his eyebrows were delicate, and he was similar to himself and Wu Ran.
, considered a talent that could be created, he asked: "How does it feel on the ground?"
Liu Zhen thought for a while and said truthfully: "The situation has worsened a lot, but the truth is that the lifespan of a beetle is only one summer. Even if the mountains and rivers are gorgeous and the treatment is warm in summer, if it has a lifespan hundreds of times that of an adult, even if it is
What’s the harm in going through the harsh winter?”
Ye Qing's eyes flickered, scanning the changes in his body.
Liu Zhen continued: "As the evolution of the Han Dynasty disappeared, Emperor Sun'er's dragon energy also lost its support. Sun'er tried it last night and was able to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for cultivation, but the dragon energy he brought with him has not been lost and is dormant in his bones.
, It seems real and illusory, it doesn’t disturb the spiritual energy, and it has some dragon nature.”
"Oh, take a look." Ye Qing was very interested, feeling that he had obtained another rare species after Diao Chan's Shuangling Pond.
The spiritual energy condensed to form a whirlwind, and snow fell on the treetops. A small real dragon appeared, but because it had no support, it was just a shadow, and then quickly disappeared.
Wu Ran looked a little surprised and worried, but she was relieved when she saw that her husband had no taboos. He was not only the last emperor of Han Dynasty, but also her blood descendant.
The avatar of her husband could only have fun with her alone. This may be because she was a Shu woman who remarried into the palace. After thinking about it, she felt a little regretful because the evolution experience was ultimately beyond her control.
However, by chance, she left behind an heir after she became a side concubine. She was the descendant of this line of emperors. Therefore, as the biological mother, she was sacrificed by her descendants for generations like the empress Xiao Mi in the main palace, which was equivalent to boosting her own cultivation.
With this sacrificial relationship, Wu Ran now looks at this descendant. Even though the blood relationship has been diluted many generations later, he is still close to her in her eyes.
After Ye Qing handed the young man a Taoist book and watched him leave, Wu Ran turned back and asked her husband: "How is it?"
"He has a temperament that is traditionally gentle in your lineage, and he is easy to learn... It may be because he is still young and has strong plasticity. If he becomes a mature adult emperor, I must have some arrangements..."
Ye Qing knew that Wu Ran was concerned, so he said it to reassure her: "This emperor is still a young man. I watch his behavior because his father died of illness early. The eldest son ascended the throne at the age of nine when he was in the lower soil. He did not change his father's ways for three years.
After three years of not doing anything about major affairs, what I really did was practice and learn at the same time. Basically, I governed according to my own rules."
"He was only fifteen years old before the end of the evolution time limit of the lower earth. This is not only his physical age, but also his mental age - it is one thing to behave calmly and moderately, but in fact he has not grown to his peak. It can be said that he is still in the learning period.
It’s very educational.”
Wu Ran thought about the meaning and felt very happy. She rolled her eyes at him and said, "What do you mean in my department? You don't sow the feelings?"
"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue."
Ye Qing laughed. He, an immortal with a life span as long as the sky, doesn't have much feeling for his descendants, and that body is Liu Bei, so in terms of continuity, he is not as accustomed as the clone... Shao Siming has died, but she left a clone, so
He can live another three hundred years, and even become a regular person.
"It's not a slip of the tongue, it's a matter of attitude."
Wu Ran snorted in her nose. As she lived her life for a long time, she could guess her husband's character, or the general attitude of the monks... But for women, the instinctive feeling of the flesh that fell off their bodies was different: "It's a pity.
My son has passed away..."
"The blessed land of Han Zuo Dragon Qi was also guided by the national Qi, and was relocated and merged into the Eastern Han Dynasty. If the descendants were in bad luck, they would not have this opportunity, but as long as the Han Zuo Dragon Qi is still there, it is not difficult for them to receive national sacrifices and enjoy blessings.
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"Even Liu Zhen, I admit that he is a member of the clan. If we have no children, he will inherit the Han Kingdom. If we have children, he will not lose the reward of becoming a prince."
Ye Qing said comfortingly, holding her little hand, which was a little cold in this snowy weather, and passed it on to Wen Nuan: "You and I, monks, have to get used to this kind of separation. Even if one day I leave, you have to live well.
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Wu Ran covered his mouth with her backhand and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense."
Ye Qing deliberately teased her and hugged her, standing on the hillside and looking into the distance. The sky had dimmed, and the white mist lingered near Nanlian Mountain. With the help of the earth's spiritual mist that shielded his spiritual consciousness, another wave of
An airship is flying through the sky.
"Which ship is this to Dongzhou?"
Wu Ran asked curiously. She had seen constant shipments in the past few days. Trains from various places shipped goods as soon as they could fill up a ship: "They don't even wait for the empty ship to return. A new ship with full load is shipped every three hours. Donghai Qing
The alliance’s lease fleet can’t be transferred, right?”
"About the twelfth ship... there is no need for the fleet to be transported by sea. I have been elected as the alliance leader in this winter's anti-counterattack war. The railway network has tied the entire Youth League to the chariot. As the saying goes, eating people is soft-spoken and short-handed.
If our interests are aligned, we won’t be afraid of them noticing differences in supply channels.”
"I asked the fleet to unload the cargo at the forefront of the Illusion Forest and directly support the frontline battlefield."
"If Cai Dynasty's colonial settlement in the south is noticed near the expedition, it will definitely be reported to Cai Dynasty, right?" Wu Ran was very alert and immediately felt that this move was too big. Even if the Qing Emperor blocked it, it would be difficult not to detect it - concealment
I didn’t live in Cai Dynasty’s colonial settlement to see it with my own eyes.
"Yes, they are almost aware of it. I also heard that Prince Xin sent troops, the Cai Dynasty provided money and food, Prince Qing's army for the Eastern Expedition has been prepared, and the Xiangzhou Navy recently had a small fleet swam down to attack the front station. Unfortunately, Dong
The general trend of the state has been decided. By the time it is gone, the southern regional railway can be laid across it and all the colonies will be directly blocked. What can I do under the prohibition against civil war? "
Ye Qing's eyes flashed and he smiled with some malice: "Thanks to Wei Yu, this guy is in the limelight and just made a shield for me. I wouldn't have missed it if I didn't make a big move while he was attracting Cai Chao's hateful firepower.
This good time?”
It was at the beginning of the summer of the fifteenth year of Pingjing that Ye Qing asked Wei Yu to cut off the title of Immortal King. After the human strategy was frustrated, he learned from the experience and turned to developing extraordinary power - as the saying goes, he was betting that Heaven's counterattack would usher in a period of peace.
, take advantage of this period to advance in technology.
The fairy ship manufacturing yard only has six ship positions, and the production cycle is half a year. In the winter of the 15th year of Pingjing, only three imitation flying ships were produced, and one of them failed to be refined.
Refining immortal treasures is not just a matter of accumulating resources. Immortal ships with this technology cannot be completed by true immortals alone. Ye Qing relies on the capital of his Five Virtues Immortal Garden and Nuwa's cooperation to do this and refine it.
It's still a copycat version.
In the 16th year of Pingjing, another six ships were built, and by the winter of the 17th year of Pingjing, the total number had reached fourteen. However, both the spiritual power consumption of Dongtian itself and the resource consumption had reached the limit.
If it hadn't been for the Dongtian Yang transformation and the massive reinforcements it received, Nanlian Dongtian might have entered a period of decline.