"You!"

"That's why I'm worried about you!" Yinchen sneered, and stopped abruptly at this point, he only felt that he was too lucky at this time, as lucky as a child of law. How could he have come across a relic of an ancient civilization specializing in biochemical research and drug production so coincidentally, if it weren't for these, Silver Dust might only be able to solve the problem through magic, and it would definitely take more than ten years of exploration to let Lin Xuanchen spend ten years in weakness?

Zijuan had nothing to say now, so she could only pick up some of Lin Xuanchen's daily habits and preferences, and Yinchen responded to them one by one, saying that it could be up to her temperament, and especially instructed Zijuan, he actually already knew some of Lin Xuanchen's habits. The two chatted for a while, and Zijuan saw that there was no problem, and that her own girl had joined the Hou Mansion, but she was afraid that she would be more comfortable than in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, so she went satisfied.

After she left, Yinchen immediately summoned Sakura Shixuan and asked him to go to the market to buy a group of orphans about ten years old and come back, form a standing organization of "Xiao", and sneak into the north. There are about 100 children in this group of children, searching and learning "Heavenly Demon Disintegration**" At the same time, Yinchen took out a lot of strange-shaped metal boxes, poles, and non-gold and non-stone, like chitin (plastic) gadgets from the underground space, and found Li Yunlong to send them to the true king Zhao Lingyun quietly, without attracting the attention of any forces, and then Zhao Lingyun found a way to distribute it to all the righteous path masters, in order to replace the equipment left by Yinchen before, which can only be used for five years, these things are of course the things produced by machine tools in the underground space, pure science and technology creationsWith the prevailing wind source sensing technology in the world today, it is impossible to detect anything.

After Yinchen explained the two things, he returned to the underground space, at this time a thousand independent rooms had been isolated here, each room was amplified by solidified magic, and put into various forms of production lines, these production lines were fully automated, and the forty puppets transferred from Tianfu were constantly monitoring day and night, producing a large amount of equipment.

This time, Silver Dust is determined to establish a global network for the righteous paths. He has even ordered the Tianfu base to launch various satellites towards the planet where the Wind Source Continent is located, and with the scientific and technological level of the Kaonnikl civilization, he is afraid that he will not even use a large carrier rocket, and will directly use the method of small and medium-sized interstellar transport planes.

Come to think of it, even a fusion reactor can be built the size of an apple, and it's certainly no problem to engage in some small rockets with outrageous propulsion efficiency.

Once Yinchen had obtained the Tianfu base, he felt relaxed, and the tension and alertness that had been coiled in his heart for ten years disappeared in an instant. Tianfu is the only place he has determined so far, only he can enter, and the rest, whether it is Wan Jianxin or Lin Xuanchen, can't type that place, which has been transformed by the dark matter in the void and turned into a plane-like existence, even if it is rooted in the ground, it has become a place that is more difficult to enter than the secret realm, with this unique rear base, Yinchen feels the kind of poisonous loneliness that has been pressing on his heart, full of enemies, and always vigilant, is gone, and there is only a calmness that makes him feel at ease, as if he has never crossed and has always stayed in his hometown。

"It's a magician's fault. Yinchen couldn't help but smile bitterly, and there was some remembrance and sorrow in his heart, like a faintly painful old wound, he knew that now he had no attachment to the hometown named Gabroyle, only nostalgia.

As the saying goes, there is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it, and the silver dust has nothing in this world at the beginning, and even freedom is a luxury, but after a few years of tossing and turning, almost overnight, there is fame, power, base, and even a family is about to have it. Yinchen knows that since he came to this world, every step of his struggle has made him sink deeper into this world and the more fetters he has. Starting from the tomb of his sister, to the master-apprentice relationship with Xuanzhi, to the sister-brother relationship with Zhang Mengmeng, to the flesh-and-blood inheritance of the powerful elders of the Demon Wei Pavilion, to the first love with Lin Xuanchen across civilization and time and space, to the life and death of Wan Jianxin, the brother of the prison worship, and Zhao Lingyun's life and death, and finally to the prayer of Chiyou and Bai Qi, the legacy of the thunder god and the ghost god, and even, with the Southern Empire, and the life and death of the people of Blood Yang City. Together, these become his inseparable and inextricable bonds, binding his roots, his main soul, and his will firmly in this world.

This world is his home, and it may also be his cage, but no matter what, even if he achieves the Fa God in the future and can travel to the Star Boundary, it is absolutely impossible for him to really leave this world behind and completely cross it again, even if it is to travel back to his hometown.

This world where Gangfeng prevailed became his roots, his second home, and even, in the future, his kingdom of God.

"In the future, this world, at least this planet, will be the kingdom of God of my silver dust, and when I ascend to God, the kingdom of God will be formed, and the name of the kingdom of God will be called - Kanonor. ”

Kanonicle, a proper term, refers to all traces of civilization that have survived the mass extinction.

【Southern Panxing City, Chongwangfu, Xiaoxiang Pavilion】

When Zijuan came back, it was already sunset, and all the sisters gathered together with Mrs. Feng, Mrs. Li, Aunt Ma, and Aunt Sun on the old lady's side, chatting and playing for a long time, and they were all tired, and they dispersed after dinner. The old lady knew that Zijuan went to worship her uncle, and after communicating with him, Lin Xuanchen was over there to meet the habits of life and other things, knowing that she came back late, and felt sorry for her tired body, so she ordered someone to prepare a bowl of shrimp wontons, of course, this matter made Aunt Ma and Aunt Sun gossip behind their backs, and of course let Mrs. Wang know, so she used this as an excuse to deduct Aunt Ma and Aunt Sun's monthly routines and so on. When Zijuan came back, Lin Xuanchen had already had dinner, sitting on the edge of the bed and carefully sewing a belt. Aya Luo helped with the thread arrangement. When Zijuan saw it, he couldn't help but be taken aback, and hurriedly shouted: "My family's bone grandmother! What is this for! The prince of Hengzhu didn't dare to let you help with any needlework, for fear of hurting the gods, how could you ...... this?" When Zijuan heard this, there was a rumble in her head, and tears immediately dripped down: "Girl, who asked you to do this? I'll go to the old lady to reason!" She knew that the Nine Heavens God Forbidden was the unique style of the legendary "Hui Wen" embroidery method in the palace. The so-called absolute style is something that two or three people can make in a hundred years, or only design ideas, and never be completed by hand. The Nine Heavens God Forbidden, is to stack the wisdom pattern embroidery pattern to nine layers, the most complicated, almost beyond the limit of human power. Not to mention anything else, the purple palace flower that Lin Xuanchen chose this morning is just a five-fold wisdom pattern, which is still very early from the nine-fold, but it is already the top work of the embroidery lady in the palace today.

"I'm going to do it myself, Zijuan, do you know not to talk nonsense. Lin Xuanchen embroidered a few times, and finally tied a knot in one place, positioned the mark, and threw down the half-embroidered belt and let Aya Luo put it away. She fell on the bed without any image, and said a little sullenly: "Brother Yinchen never wears gloves, and what I am best at is sewing gloves, I sewed two pairs for my parents in the past, and my father praised it tightly, but I didn't expect it to be the last work...... "Speaking of this, the circles in his eyes were also red, and he slowly dripped a few tears, and said:" Over the years, I have also designed a lot of patterns, sewn a pair for my uncle, but was called by the old lady to carefully interrogate for a long time, for fear that I will be tired and sick again, and I will never be allowed in the future, and those patterns can only be on the drawings, Otherwise, why do you think I bothered to get a belt? Brother Yinchen is crazy about refining weapons, and sometimes he will make some gadgets easily, and there are many pockets on this belt, which can be loaded, and you don't have to throw it away every time you use it, isn't it convenient?" Speaking of this, he laughed again, his little face was red, and he was really indescribably cute in the afterglow. The swallow on the beam was sticking its head out of the nest and looking around, and when it saw this scene, it was stunned on the spot, and became a stupid bird, and a feather on the top of its head was ridged, but it became a stupid feather again.

"Why don't you let me try it and make something for my uncle?" Zijuan said tentatively: "Girl, thank you, it's too sad to do this kind of work." ”

"It doesn't matter. Lin Xuanchen chuckled and said, "My symptoms, relying on the peerless magic skills passed down by my master, can always live a long life." What's more, now that I have made a promise, Brother Yinchen will always be responsible, and I won't be ...... like before."

"Amitabha! The girl finally wants to open it! She will no longer curse herself to death without moving!" Zijuan heard this, and quickly patted her chest and recited the Buddha, she followed Lin Xuanchen by herself, every time she saw her and Zhao Yuheng get angry and quarrel, or heard what kind of bad news came from Mrs. Wang, she would get sick, and every time she was bedridden, she cursed herself to never get up again, "The essence is clean and clean" , It's better to die cleanly, every time this happens, you have to let Zhao Yuheng persuade you to get better, sometimes you are bedridden for half a month and a month, sometimes even half a year. Zijuan knew that Lin Xuanchen's illness was mostly caused by heart disease, and it was a lifelong event that all girls in the world were afraid of, and she also knew that Mrs. Wang and the old lady did not really understand Lin Xuanchen, and she also knew that Mrs. Wang actually wanted to kill Lin Xuanchen, so that she could be at ease if she was greedy for the inheritance of the Lin family. As a faithful servant, she really wanted to tell Lin Xuanchen's thoughts to the old lady and let her make up her mind, but she couldn't, she was just a little servant, how could she influence the mind of a person like the old lady?

Seeing that his little master is weakening day by day, but he can't do anything, and seeing his little master keep saying that he wants to die, but he doesn't even have the ability to persuade him, this is the most painful torment of Zijuan in the past ten years.

Now, this torment is completely gone, there is no need, there will be no more, Zijuan feels that he has simply gone through a whole cycle and is reincarnated as a human.

"Yes, my heart, you don't know. Brother Yinchen has both the good of the second brother and the good that the second brother does not have, what more can I ask for? Brother Yinchen seems to have made some kind of oath when he said that he would not marry me for the rest of his life, the kind of oath that triggers the rules of heaven......" Lin Xuanchen said softly, his pure black eyes were full of infatuation, and the corners of Zijuan's mouth moved, and he couldn't say anything.

The oath of the Heavenly Rule has been made by people in this world, but no one has ever broken it, because no living person can break it. And throughout the ages, the people who can make this kind of oath are just some famous loyal ministers, who would make such an oath for a woman?! Could it be that there is anyone in this world who is more infatuated than the real king Zhao Guangyi!!

"As soon as Ling Yue died, the empire lost eight hundred miles, if the little master has something three long and two short, I am afraid that the empire will not have it again. Zijuan thought so, so she didn't say anything else, she knew that since Lin Xuanchen had sewn a belt for Yinchen, she would definitely not let anyone else take over, because in this world, I am afraid that only Lin Xuanchen will be forbidden by the Nine Heavens.

The room fell silent, Lin Xuanchen lay down for a while, a little tired and very bored, and said: "You guys can talk for a while, or do some game, it's better to play dominoes, sit like this, what's the matter? Brother Yinchen sent someone here today? Are you angry?"

"I waited for a day and didn't see anyone coming, which was weird. Angel and the three of them didn't know what to cultivate there again, it seemed to be a battle formation or something, and we couldn't get close, and we couldn't find them to play. Ayaluo said slowly, took a needle and thread, sewed some commonly used silk bags for Lin Xuanchen, and asked again: "The girl went to the poetry club, can you tell me about it?" Lin Xuanchen listened, and said with a smile: "Yes, this time the poetry club, but Mrs. Feng took my early years of "Peach Blossom Xing" to watch, moved the heart of elegance, about to form a Begonia Club, she is in charge of the club, judge, I am the sacrificial wine, this first association, also sang Begonia, I casually made a list." ”