When Fang Haoze returned to the camp, Mingyun naturally quickly arranged for the migrant workers to move the long bamboo cages. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

These bamboo cages are neatly placed in front of the tent, each of which is 20 meters long, covering a large area, just a dozen bamboo cages, which are higher than Fang Haoze's tent.

"It was better than expected. Fang Haoze looked at the long bamboo cages, all of which were thick bamboo strips and rigorous preparations, so he praised them. "Which team did this batch of bamboo cages do? ”

"This is done by the material team of the embankment project department, and I will inform the manager of the project department of Gongzi's opinion in a moment. Hearing Fang Haoze's words, Mingyun immediately nodded in response.

"Hmm" Fang Haoze snorted, continued to look at the bamboo cage in front of him, and then communicated with the sea of knowledge in his body, and with the order, the harpoon-shaped, water-filled artifact Biluo appeared in his hand.

This time, because it was in the camp, Fang Haoze adjusted the artifact to a stealth state, and only his own body with divine power and could observe everything with his divine eyes could see it.

Even Mingyun, who was close in front of him, didn't know that his son-in-law had an extra artifact in his hand.

Bi fell in his hand, and a force of law ran through his body. This artifact is a fifth-order in the Daxin world, one order higher than Fang Haoze, and when the power is released, it almost feels like it is dominating.

If someone looks at it with a divine eye, Fang Haoze's body is sparkling at this time, and there is a faint meaning of river flowing. Similar to the color of the divine power of the Dingjiang Water God, the sparkling waves flowing around the body are also the color of turquoise.

And because of the proximity to the Dingjiang River, the space is rich in water vapor, rolling above Fang Haoze's head, the cloud itself is green, but there is a clear air, there are no impurities at all, and after a while, a lot of Xuan flowers are condensed.

Those dark flowers fall from the top of their heads, and before they reach the ground, they disappear and disappear, which has the meaning of endless life.

This flower is not ordinary, it is guided by a large amount of Fang Haoze's divine power, and it is born in combination with the law power of the artifact. Each one is conceived by divine power, and it takes at least one or two hundred standard parts of incense divine power.

The artifact Biluo has also appeared a few times before, but there is no such formation as it is now.

Fang Haoze stretched out his right hand and grabbed a flower from his side. The flower is five-petaled, turquoise in color, no more than half the size of a palm, and there are water ripples wandering on it.

Seeing the flower in his hand, Fang Haoze's face was calm, and with a slight force in his hand, this beautiful flower was pinched into pieces by him, turned into powder, and gathered into a smoke, which was the breath of the artifact.

After all, there is not much smoke from a flower, Fang Haoze took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, and with a wave of his big hand, a cyclone was generated around him. Countless Xuanhua flowers were inhaled by the cyclone, and after a twist of it, a large amount of blue falling aura lingered in the nearby space.

For him, who had already been promoted to a fourth-order demigod, this artifact aura was nothing special.

The people who were far away only felt that from the main camp place Haoze tent, there was a sudden sense of majesty pressing over.

Ming Yun, who was standing beside Fang Haoze, although he couldn't see with his eyes or touch with his hands, he was also a third-order cultivator, and his spirit was more acute than that of ordinary people, and he only felt that there was a great terror around him.

Suppressed by the aura of the artifact, beads of sweat fell from his head and face. Not only that, but as soon as his legs went limp, he was about to collapse to the ground.

Noticing his reaction, Fang Haoze's empty left hand moved slightly, and a divine power was released from the Divine Jade Plate, and after the command of his left hand, it gently wrapped around Mingyun's body.

The latter felt light at the same time, and knew that his family's god son was unleashing some amazing spell, and he protected himself at this time. So he didn't dare to disturb, just walked a few steps backwards slightly, and at the same time looked left and right with sharp eyes, making his son the protector of the Dharma and guarding this place. I thought to myself, if someone came, I would be the first to stop it.

Fang Haoze didn't pay any more attention, he had already poured most of his attention into the large cloud of blue aura in front of him at this time.

These gases have no fixed shape and are swaying heavily with floating loads.

His complexion was finally no longer flat, his eyes were staring straight at Biluo's breath, his expression was serious, his right hand was interlocked with his left and right, and an invisible force divided the smoke into several equal parts.

Pointing to one of them, the smoke fell on the long bamboo cage in his hand, as if colored, covering the bamboo cage.

But at this time, the smoke is still smoke, and the bamboo cage is still a bamboo cage, and there is no connection between the two.

Fang Haoze was not surprised by this situation, he made a mysterious magic posture with his right hand, and it changed rapidly, like a flying flower.

With the change of its technique, the Biluo breath also followed the action, first swimming rapidly, and then shrinking suddenly, and after a gentle muffled sound of bubble bursting, the Biluo breath was closely linked with the long bamboo cage.

At this time, the bamboo cage, which was originally like a dead thing, seemed to have life. A smart feeling came from it, if you look at it with the naked eye, you can clearly feel that the color of the bamboo cage is brighter, and it is very extraordinary.

With a successful model, the bamboo cage behind it was much smoother, and after a while, more than a dozen long bamboo cages were attached to Fang Haoze with the breath of an artifact and became a perfect finished product.

With a long sigh of relief, Fang Haoze only felt tired. Although the whole process is supported by divine power, and the processing time of the bamboo cage is not long, the mental consumption is very large, and it is also a burden for him.

It's hard to imagine that for a period of time in the future, he will have to make a batch of bamboo cages every month, which makes his mind even more important to find out the source of this magic technique.

After a pause and a sigh of relief, Fang Haoze turned his head to Mingyun and said, "Help me into the tent to rest for a while, and there are still things to arrange for you later." ”

At this time, because of the great mental exertion, his feet were a little vain, so he asked Mingyun to come forward to help. According to Fang Haoze's temperament, it would almost never be like this.

"Childe is fine. When Mingyun heard this, he stepped forward in three steps and two steps, holding Fang Haoze's back with his hand.

At this time, he already felt that the pressure was gone, and he intuitively felt that his son-in-law had finished casting the spell, and he should be a little unwell.

"It's nothing, just help me in and sit for a while. Fang Haoze smiled and shook his head.

When he entered the tent and sat down again, Fang Haoze felt much more comfortable at this time. He continued to look at Mingyun: "Those bamboo cages outside, you will immediately send them to the relevant teams and hand them over to fill the stones." ”

After speaking, he solemnly explained: "Tomorrow will officially start, we must first put this batch of special bamboo cages into the water, and then fill the rest of the bamboo cages into the water." ”

"This will be explained according to the instructions of the childe. Mingyun nodded.

"That's not all, tomorrow will officially start, we can't be hasty, we have to do a ceremony to show our work and inspire the morale of the people. ”

Fang Haoze thought about it and commanded. "You go and prepare these things according to my wishes, and tomorrow the ceremony will be carried out......"

(It's been half a year since I wrote the book, and I'm grateful for everyone's support along the way.)

The author is also a novice, and he writes badly in many places, and he always humbly accepts everyone's criticism.

Looking back, in fact, I wrote a lot of poisonous points before, and I'm really ashamed to think about it, and I'm embarrassed to ask for a subscription with a cheeky face.

Indeed, this writing is so immature, there is no need to subscribe, but thanks to the love of many people, it has always been genuinely subscribed and supported, and the author pauses here.

In the fourth month of being on the shelves, it was finally close to one million words, and the author also fell into deep self-denial, but sometimes he recalled his original intention, insisted on finishing the book with one million words, and fought again in the next book.

A few words of nagging, sorry. )