"Complaining is the product of short-sightedness. The reason why the children of the Zhu Sect were able to win in the duel without a fight was because his ancestors had been fully prepared for him, and only when the Hanmen were more prepared could they create brilliance. "Promotion Guide

Muge knew that if he wanted to beat He Youde in an upset, he would have to be more fully prepared, and during the six hours that He Youde drank sobering tea, Muge would go to Tianchuan Star for 3 months of special training. "Special training time" is like camel urine in the desert, there is always a way to squeeze it out, but only those who are dying of thirst will drink it.

According to Madrigal's count, among the 500 warriors trapped in the camp, only more than 200 swore allegiance to the Yanxia civilization. Two hundred people were transferred at a time, each with 500 baht, for a total of 100,000 baht. Madrigal's attempt to develop its own power first encountered huge economic resistance.

This is a crossroads in life. One hundred thousand baht is a huge debt, of course, a huge debt for Hanmen.

Madrigal sat alone behind the container and thought for a full ten minutes. He closed his eyes and sank into the sea of spirit, weaving through the gilded characters, trying to make the right decision.

"Debt is a manifestation of the acceleration of life," the gilded character of the promotion guide flies through the sea of spirit of the madrigal, "A life with high debts is bound to change with each passing day, whether this change is towards a sudden wealth or a thousand miles towards bankruptcy, one thing is certain: a life without debt is a pool of stagnant water." ”

Madrigal decided to fight against the odds.

Because he has maintained a good credit record for 20 years, and the overdraft limit has reached 200,000, he can advance the debt service with the help of the spiritual seal. He counted the lists, drove the team to a hidden location, and summoned the entanglement door for 200 people. 100,000 baht instantly went into the pocket of the military service provider.

Tang Xianchu was already ready to move.

"Remember, what you see and hear will be kept secret from me, rotten in your stomach, and kept your mouth shut. Pastoral words are repeated.

"Can't you even tell Li Zi?" Wen Xuan shook his wit.

"Especially not to tell Li Zi. "Pastoral has a strict rule.

"I don't understand why I can't tell Li Zi......" Chen Guangwu wondered.

"I don't understand it either, but I firmly support Muqi's decision. Yu Long slapped his ass wildly.

"Let's go. When you land, assemble in front of the oracle and wait for me to speak. The madrigal commanded. The pyramid has been expanded by Concubine Xiao to become a wonder of the oracle, and it is the place where the gods descend.

Two hundred mermaids traveled to the Celestial Ship.

A ray of light descended on the hot land of the planet.

In the prosperous and beautiful city of Tianque, the oracle blooms with dazzling golden light, like a small sun blooming. The golden light poured into a throbbing door, and the disciplined warriors of the temple streamed out and assembled at the observatory of the oracle. This great miracle has spread like a prairie fire all over the streets and alleys.

The priests were busy in ecstasy. The long-awaited Divine Monarch Advent Festival has finally begun.

"Choose an auspicious day and a good time, respectfully please the Divine Emperor Yanhuang"

"The hilt of the hand-inlaid jade sword is shining, and the ring is full of sonorous sounds. ”

"Yao Xi Yu Guan is intimidating in all directions, and the offerings are complete and the wine is fragrant. ”

"Delicacies steamed orchid leaves, cinnamon pepper stuffed with agar syrup. ”

"Raise the drum and hammer and sound it, the rhythm is soothing and serene, and the sheng drum sings"

"The shrine maidens danced beautifully, and their fragrant fragrance filled the hall. ”

"The five-tone ensemble is a grand event, and the god is happy and healthy. ”

The melodious chorus, paired with the melody of the percussion, forms a cheerful fairy music. The priestesses changed into the costumes of the shrine maidens and began to dance the Dance of the Emperor of Fire to greet the Divine King.

When the madrigals descend on the oracle, the grand festival has begun, with swaying shrine maidens singing and dancing in front of the bonfire, and women carrying delicious food and wine passing by like flowing water, filling the tribute table.

Two hundred samurai were placed on either side of the flank, and they were placed on the throne and their names, and they were feasted and drunk. The curious Xia girls hid behind the stone pillar and secretly observed, and when they poured wine for their favorite gods, they deliberately lowered their heads and dropped garlands to express their good wishes in their hearts.

Even if there are more women and fewer men, pastoral songs also pay attention to your love and my wishes. He let the girl choose first.

Yang Ji and the others saw that all the girls of the Xia tribe were naturally beautiful, and everyone was lively and lovely, and they were immediately amazed, and they were secretly happy in their hearts, and they couldn't think about it.

Pastoral Ge held the copper bottle and tilted his head to listen to Concubine Xiao count the historical process. After Yan Xia occupied the country of Dead Winter, he not only harvested a large area of mining areas and labor, but also incorporated the dissatisfied remnants of Dead Winter, "resource productivity" and "social instability" went hand in hand In order to solve this problem, those resurrected kings were sent by Concubine Xiao to mine at the bottom of the cave.

The cruel fact that the dried corpses of the kings of the past were forced to go down the mine to mine severely dealt a blow to the arrogance of the old nobles of the Dead Winter Empire, and they began to doubt their faith, because the blood god, that is, Concubine Xiao, obviously loved the Yanxia nation even more. After the collapse of faith, the old aristocracy was torn apart and dismantled into more than a dozen tribes by Concubine Xiao, which was in a corner of peace.

With the sharp increase in productivity, the stone output doubled, the new city wall rose from the ground, the "Nanzheng" rich in mulberry hemp, and the "Beijing" rich in corn gradually evolved from the trade concentration to the small city, guarding the north and south of the Tianque, sitting on six cities in the hot summer, and the territory began to take shape.

After the frontier was stabilized, skilled craftsmen made good news, and new breakthroughs were made in iron-smelting technology, a sharp short sword replaced the rough spear, and the Yanxia army was fully equipped. The growing military power finally deterred the neighboring countries, and Tianque and Beijing finally became stable granaries, supporting rapid population growth. With the prosperity of the country, science and technology and culture also flourished, the scholars of the Oracle Institute summed up more rules from experience, and engraved them on the baked bamboo slices, and the number of blue silk that Madrigal could collect every year was increased by one volume.

The only fly in the ointment is that Concubine Xiao was forbidden to provoke wars, and she gradually became weird, and she began to use harsh decrees to restrain the old nobles of the Dead Winter Empire, so that the number of death row prisoners in the prison was maintained at about 100. Concubine Xiao devised shocking punishments, regularly tortured some of the old nobles who intended to rebel to death, and the rebels sacrificed their most primitive and powerful karma in the midst of hoarse screams, which were stored by Jiuge, just like the human sacrifice rituals in the past.

It's just that this method is more high-sounding, and it makes the people of Yanxia applaud.

Madrigal privately suspects that this kind of harsh government is not only a means for Concubine Xiao to suppress the old nobles of the Dead Winter Empire, but also evidence that Jiuge's will is imperceptibly influencing Concubine Xiao. The Nine Songs are the container of karma, and it craves karma as much as it craves to eat. Obviously, when madrigal forbade instigating war, torture was the only means by which Jiuge ate.

Will Jiu Ge be content with this kind of measured killing, or will Concubine Xiao be content with killing?

When Madrigal listened to Concubine Xiao's report, she stared silently into Concubine Xiao's eyes, thinking about these unspeakable questions. Zhang Lingyu had clearly warned that karma would affect people's minds, as evidenced by the ruins of ten research institutes. Now Zhang Lingyu's life and death are unknown, and the forces behind the scenes have not moved, so Concubine Xiao has become the eleventh and largest experiment of "Ye Aya", because she rules a country, and soon she will rule a planet.

What will become of Concubine Xiao in the end? But he knew very well that he couldn't do without this powerful Concubine Xiao, just as Concubine Xiao couldn't do without that powerful artifact.

Nine songs, nine songs. Madrigal's gaze drifted to the blades suspended behind Concubine Xiao, and he felt that those blades were so sharp, as if his eyes had been cut.

"So, food, masonry, philosophy, and military all went hand in hand, and the ideological differences brought about by the remnants of the dead winter stopped festering. Concubine Xiao narrowed her beautiful eyes, lifted the chin of the pastoral song with her index finger, and teased him confidently: "Shenjun, praise people quickly." ”