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."

"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 distracted and 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 golden armors that one person can control is limited. Of course, this thing is expensive but not expensive. Making one can be the best among the three.

Save your mind and worry.

Moreover, the God General actually has some autonomy and can execute relatively vague orders. If you ask it to move bricks, it will keep moving them for you. After moving the nearby ones, it will move to the far ones. In the middle, it will take flat roads to save money.

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?"

"...Expensive." He suspected that this spitting craftsman was actually a profiteer 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.

OK.

But in any case, the Golden Armored Bronze Guard has been completed. He Dashao said optimistically that this may be a dimensionality reduction blow for normal people's 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 in 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 Divine Wind."

Who dares to go down and who can go down?

"No witnesses?"

Tang Xiangguo shook his head: "There are some white bones at the scene, probably cut by the Ziwu Divine Wind, but there are still a few people in the middle of the terraces whose bodies are intact, but their necks were twisted, maybe they were murdered."

"The spiritual seed has been taken away. I'm afraid we won't be able to find it." King Baoshu said firmly, "I came to you today because I have other important matters."

Tang Xiangguo lowered his head and said, "My king has given 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 this kind of thing 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 was that the White-shouldered Eagle courier sent by Lingxu City to the front line disappeared midway. Prince Chiyan took over the investigation and found that there were people in the country who had 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 estimate that there will be sequels 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 he became frightened. "It involves Bejia's face and the elixir. 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 this 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 thousands of leaves and branches rustled in the rain: "How do you think Gu should reply to the 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 it will take 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 too long."

It exhaled again: "Strike while the iron is hot. It's easy to delay important matters if they are delayed."

Tang Xiangguo bowed in response. He should have retreated, but he hesitated.

"What else?"

"Just seven days ago, Tai Shiling observed a strange flash from the Tianluo star in the east." Tang Xiangguo said, "You mentioned that you should report any abnormalities in the Big Dipper stars, but you were in seclusion at that time..."

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 away from 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 mere missing messenger will become 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 ahead of schedule. 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, seventy years ago."

One hundred sixty-seventy years ago, what kind of military revolution or disaster 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 the Taishi Order closely monitor it to see if the Tianluo Star can still dodge, 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, and promote capable generals. There are also weapons and horses purchased..."

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, don't do these two things first. 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 nightmares don't need those at all to come out.

"I said, I am a nightmare and can only live in dreamland! I will not be nourished at all in your soul land, and I will only get weaker and weaker!" The strange nightmare complained, "You have been giving me orders recently.

Looking for someone takes too much energy!"

His strength is going nowhere, 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?"

"No harm, 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.
Chapter completed!