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"Old man," I looked at the old man in the green robe in a daze, "Since you deduced it, then I must believe it." ”

"I deduced it with Yonghao in the early hours of this morning, and I will definitely not go wrong. The Kyushu forces will soon have to deal with the suppression army. The time I predicted was this afternoon. ”

The simple old man in the green robe said indifferently.

He is the old man, the instrument spirit of Sun Tzu's Art of War, strictly speaking, he can't be called the instrument spirit, it should be said that it is spiritual, the life level of the old man is the same as ours, and even far surpasses us.

"It's a good time for us to establish a country, and the outside world doesn't know about Meishan Village, and they don't know that I want to establish a kingdom of monks. Once we start the process of worshiping the heavens the day after tomorrow to establish a state, other forces will definitely find out and send troops to hinder us. ”

"This has always been a point of concern for me, but the turning point has come," I said, "if the suppression army and the major monk forces in Kyushu go to war, both sides will be pinned. In this way, I will not be able to destroy my founding ceremony. ”

The founding ceremony lasted for a short time, that is, one or two hours, and if the process did not go well, it would take up to five hours, and I was afraid that it would be disturbed and destroyed by other forces at the most critical time.

When the country is founded, it needs to be fully concentrated, and once it is disturbed. will fail.

In Japan, the reason why I want to blame the suppression army is to let the suppression army and the major forces in Kyushu pinch each other and contain each other.

The result was unexpected, I didn't expect it to work so quickly, I thought the two sides would not fight until tomorrow morning.

"The repressive army has grown to its current size. The master has made a lot of efforts, and this time the major forces in Kyushu have joined forces to deal with the suppression army, I am afraid that the troops will be lost, but as you said, the war between the two sides can buy you time. ”

Qing Lao nodded and said, he is Sun Tzu's Art of War, Sun Wu is the important minister of the Elder Pavilion of the Suppression Army, and he is also the master of Qing Lao.

Looking at the tone of Qing Lao's speech, it seems that he doesn't want to see the suppression army very much.

"Elder Qing, don't you approve of Mr. Sun's entry into the suppression army?" I asked him tentatively.

"When he was going to join the repression army. I tried to stop him, but I couldn't. The master is a soldier saint, and he has the support of the children of the soldiers, so where is the need to join the suppression army. I don't know what's wrong with him, maybe he has his own purpose. ”

Qing Lao recalled and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Don't talk about that, let's prepare for the founding of the country." I didn't ask too much, these already involve personal privacy, and it is inconvenient for me, an outsider, to ask.

On the side of Meishan Village, there is Yuan Tiangang's formation outside, and Daniel Zhang inside covers the heavenly machine, and outsiders don't know the scene inside.

More than 10 million monks quickly built the capital city using various materials in accordance with Leng Feng's instructions.

Seven Kills and Ling Zhi disappeared without a trace, they have their own things to do, and I have already allocated them enough resources to develop their forces.

I will never ask about the matter of the earth shatter and the heavenly gang, let them develop on their own. The Seven Killings have taken the children they brought back from the Destroyed Town, and it is believed that in the future, they will become the elite of the Earth Evil.

The construction of the capital city is going well, and Leng Feng told me that it will definitely be completed tonight.

At noon, I avoided everyone and entered the underground world to check the dragon vein.

"This is the old pine tree?" The old turtle stood on my shoulder, staring at the green pine seeds on the top of the dragon's head.

At this time, I stepped on the dragon vein skull and was in the golden light world.

"Yes, do you sense the vitality in the seed?" I smiled.

"I feel it, and I feel the smell of the old pine tree, but he's too vegetable, isn't he? Turned into a seed and was beaten into a prototype? ”

The old turtle was not so sentimental, because in his heart, the people of Qingsong Dao would be resurrected sooner or later. The life of the old turtle is long, and the life of the Qingsong Dao people is also very long, so the old turtle feels that time is nothing.

"Why do you call him Old Pines? This name is too vulgar, Qingsong Dao is such a free and easy person, how can you become a layman in your mouth. ”

"What do you know, the old pine tree, the old turtle, all surnamed Lao, it means that they are a family, understand!" The old turtle snorted through his nose, and then habitually shoved his paws into his nostrils.

"Well, it's really a family, a good name." I'm not going to tell him about Qingsong Daoren, and I firmly believe in my heart that Qingsong Daoren will definitely be resurrected.

"What are you going to do with this dragon vein?" After the old turtle saw the seeds, he was attracted by the dragon veins of the huge divine martial arts.

"To establish a kingdom of monks, there must be a dragon vein, otherwise it will be in vain, and this dragon vein is the foundation of Dayang. The dragon veins and qi numbers, the combination of national fortune, and the power is greatly increased. ”

I had a plan in my mind.

After seeing the dragon veins and green pine seeds, we left.

I went underground to see if the dragon vein was safe and sound, so as to ensure that when the country was founded, the dragon vein could keep up with the rhythm, which was the most important part.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is past 9 o'clock in the evening, and the construction of the capital city has been completed.

"Emperor Yang, please take a look." Mr. Leng Feng walked to my side and pointed to the towering buildings not far away.

I look at the whole complex of white gold, when it is cloudy, simple and generous, once the sun shines on the building, the complex will reflect the vast golden light, this gold is not the color of gold, but almost white and even transparent gold, very strange, but very beautiful.

Golden light will not be cast on the earth or in mid-air, which will affect the daily life of the inhabitants. The light is projected in reverse at high in the sky, which is beautiful and really atmospheric.

I'm very happy with that, not that I'm a superficial person. As a country of monks and a dynasty, to tell the truth, the façade must be magnificent, and if you don't want to be vulgar, you have to be vulgar.

"This building complex is a simple circular formation, one ring after another, and the functional area is progressing inward, as long as I urge the power of the building complex, under the interlocking, the defense power will be greatly increased, and the appearance of the streamer phantom will interfere with the enemy's sight."

Leng Feng proudly explained to me the function of "Flowing Shadow", although the Flowing Shadow Complex was only a low-end building complex in Leng Feng's hands, it did not hinder Leng Feng's love.

"Good, well done." I nodded in satisfaction.

This complex covers an area of 300 kilometers, and the boundary of Meishan Village was not so large, but because of the great changes in the world, the land area and the space of the human world have skyrocketed, so the small place of Meishan Village has expanded countless times.

The original Meishan Village has long been demolished, and now this is my capital, I named it Ling Tian City, and the palace in the center of the complex is the core of Ling Tian City, Ling Tian Palace.

How big is the day? I don't care, I mind that it will be above providence.

Why the mediocre city name? I just like the name of the rampant and domineering. He had blood left.

"Everyone, cultivate on the spot, prepare to open the country!" I let out a low snort, soared into the sky, flew to the height of the Ling Tian Temple, sat cross-legged on the top, and began to close my eyes and breathe.

Tomorrow will be a crucial moment, the Great Yang Dynasty, or the Great Yang Palace, it depends on the judgment of tomorrow's providence.

"Come, everyone will receive a copy, this is the care that the Heavenly Master has given you." Yuan Tiangang carried a large amount of air mass into the group of female monks and distributed it to them.

"You, don't always stare at women, men should also hair." Anyarin was helpless.

"I'll send the rest." Chi Lian waved his arm, and an overwhelming invisible air mass flew into the monk.

This is all condensed by the mixed element, which was collected by the Yin soldiers of the ghost world from the side of the mountain range, and the blood puppet was passed on to the body of the human world.

There are still 15 hours until 12 noon tomorrow, which is enough for them to transform into Dao-level monks.

Mixed Yuan, everyone else is lacking, but I am not lacking.

I originally wanted to go to my grandfather's place and talk to him, but now it seems that time is pressing, so I have to visit my grandfather again after the founding of the country.

I sat cross-legged at the top of the complex, pranayama and recuperation, and soon the first rays of morning sun were on the horizon, and the energetic sun shone on me, opening every pore of me.

The sun spun rapidly, and it didn't take long for it to move directly above my head, and it was 12 o'clock in the afternoon.

Just four hours ago, Daniel Zhang told me that the suppression army and the Kyushu forces were at war.

"Da Yang, sacrifice to the sky." I opened my eyes suddenly, and a streamer shot from the center of my eyebrows into the sky.

"Drink!" More than 10 million monks, all the eyebrows projected streamers, gathered together, turned into pillars of light, and disappeared at the end of the endless sky.