October 12, the 36th year of the Southern Qin Dynasty.

Den.

"Minister Zhao Chuyuan, meet the king."

Zhao Chuyuan bowed.

"No courtesy."

Li Beiwang spoke.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Zhao Chuyuan stood up straight, his face calm.

As the third son of the Ten Ancestors, he not only inherited the bloodline of the Ten Ancestors, but also inherited the 'Yin and Yang Dao Body' of the Ten Ancestors!

Ten ancestors and four sons, he is the only one who has completely inherited the 'Yin and Yang Dao Body'.

At this time.

Even if he is just standing quietly, there is a unique yin and yang rhyme circulating, which is impossible to ignore.

"Chu Yuan, Lone has a heavy task to hand over to you."

Li Beiwang said seriously.

"Command the king."

Zhao Chuyuan's spirits perked up and he immediately said.

For more than a month, he has been combing through the leylines.

If the leylines are not sorted out, they are prone to natural disasters such as earthquakes, floods, miasma, and landslides.

And the unobstructed veins are of great benefit to various crops and resources.

Now the king has a heavy responsibility.

Do you want to divide yin and yang, or do you want to change the calendar?

Or is it necessary to establish a yin and yang array based on mountains and rivers?

The king said.

I, Zhao Chuyuan, don't have any of these things!

"You cultivate yin and yang, water and fire are also a kind of yin and yang, can you control water and fire?"

Li Beiwang asked.

"Naturally."

Zhao Chuyuan nodded.

His right hand was raised slightly, and a flame erupted, and the air distorted in an instant.

"Not bad."

Li Beiwang was satisfied, and he instructed:

"I want you to use limestone, clay, iron ore powder, and gypsum to make an extremely hard item that is mixed with water and then dried."

"As for how to refine it, it's not clear, and you need to test a lot."

Zhao Chuyuan was stunned, a little dazed.

Didn't you want me to divide yin and yang and change the calendar?

Isn't it that you want me to observe the heavens and cultivate the Yin and Yang Array?

He took a deep breath and saluted:

"Minister, obey!"

"Chu Yuan, this thing is of great use to the state."

Li Beiwang said.

If you want to get rich, build roads first.

Now he is almost stable in the Ten Cities of Southern Qin.

But the road conditions are too bad.

It's all potholed dirt roads, and when it rains, it's muddy and hard to walk.

This is not conducive to the development of all walks of life.

And to build the road -

In such ancient societies, nothing was more suitable than cement.

"The minister will live up to the king's trust!"

Zhao Chuyuan solemnly.

Li Beiwang nodded.

Zhao Chuyuan, the third son of the Ten Ancestors, is still very satisfied.

For more than a month, he has conscientiously combed the earth's leylines, which made him feel that the turbidity in Annan City has been a lot stronger.

He looked at Zhao Chuyuan and suddenly asked an irrelevant question:

"By the way, Lone has always been curious, why are all of your Yin and Yang cultivators surnamed Zhao?"

Zhao Chuyuan was silent for a moment before revealing a touch of respect and said:

"Because of the ancestor, the name is 'Cao'!"

"The sun and the moon are in the sky, shining all over the world!"

"And the sun and the moon are yin and yang!"

Li Beiwang was shocked in his heart and said in surprise:

"Huh?!"

If he remembers correctly, this word was created by the first empress in heaven and earth in his previous life!

But in this world, there is already one?

His heart fluctuated.

Is there a connection between the two?

In fact, he had a question when he just crossed over.

Why is the writing of this world so similar to his previous life?

Or it shouldn't be said to be similar, but it's the same line!

Will the earth where he lived in his previous life have anything to do with this world?

"His name is 'Cao', and he is a great man with amazing talents!"

He thought in his heart, but his face was silent and praised.

Zhao Chuyuan's face was strange, and he shook his head and said:

"According to my father, the first ancestor was not a man, but a woman."

Also a woman?

Li Beiwang squinted his eyes.

That's a coincidence.

In her previous life, the first empress in the world created the word 'Cao'.

There is also a peerless woman named 'Cao' in this world!

"You go down first."

He commanded.

"Retire!"

Zhao Chuyuan saluted and turned to leave.

"Tso......"

Li Beiwang whispered softly, all kinds of thoughts turning.

"Your Majesty, this is information sent by the black-clothed guard."

Then.

Yan Yi walked over from outside and handed over a note.

Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen are all in the palace now, responsible for the safety of the palace.

Li Beiwang took it and opened it.

"Have you started......

"In this battle, Baiyue Xianmen is estimated to also participate in the battle."

Looking at the content above, his face was calm.

Now—

His wings are growing.

Luo Yi, Zhang He, and Cheng Yu are all extremely strong.

There are also Yanyun's eighteen horsemen, two hundred halberds, six hundred heavenly festival troops, and one thousand Cao Wei Rui soldiers!

In addition, Zhao Chuyuan's strength is not weak.

"Baiyue Xianmen ......"

"Just look at this battle, you plan to kill a few Qi Refiners."

There was a cold look in his eyes.

He won't forget.

Lin Xiao, a disciple of Baiyue Immortal Sect, killed ten people every day and fed poisonous bees.

Fu Yan, a disciple of Baiyue Immortal Sect, cultivated the left path technique of turning into a snake demon, and he also had to suck the blood of living people every day.

And he knows it.

At the foot of Baiyue Xianmen Mountain, there are a large number of tribes.

These tribes are all human races in captivity in Baiyue Xianmen.

It is specially used for disciples to practice the art of the left path!

It is difficult to achieve immortality.

Among the Baiyue Immortal Sect, even if they are qi refiners, most of them have cultivated the art of the left path.

The technique of the left path, although evil and cruel, is quick and powerful.

Baiyue Xianmen has always encouraged disciples to practice.

According to the record in one of the jade slips of the Three Fu Immortal Masters.

Baiyue Immortal Sect kills thousands of people every day, which is used to let the disciples of the sect practice and maintain the art of the left path.

They don't treat people as human beings, they just treat them as pigs, dogs, cows and sheep, and as cultivation resources.

"It won't take long to ......"

"Lone will set foot on your Baiyue Immortal Gate!"

Li Beiwang's eyes showed a touch of coldness.

……

Yan Mingcheng.

Dense forest outside the city.

Zhang He stood quietly on the ground, dressed in black armor and holding a spear, looking at the brightly lit city in front of him.

At this time, it was already night, and the waning moon was high in the sky.

"General, according to your orders, Yan Mingcheng has been handed over to the Cangyan Army!"

A middle-level general of the Restoration Army knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice.

He looked at the dense halberd-wielding soldiers under the trees in front of him, swallowed his saliva, and felt fear.

The halberd is so big and thick!

The whole body is black, reflecting the moonlight, which makes people chill.

Those soldiers are so tall and strong!

"How many soldiers and horses are there in Cangyan Kingdom?"

Zhang He's face was calm and asked.

"There are only a thousand men, two hundred archers, and the rest are all foot soldiers!"

"But ......"

The general of the Restoration Army hesitated, and then said:

"The leader is the son of Zhou Chongxi, the famous general of Cangyan State, Zhou Yi!"

"Is it already known that the other party has entered the city?

Zhang He said.

"It is according to the general's orders, beating gongs and drums to welcome the army of Cangyan Kingdom into the city, and now everyone knows it!"

The general of the Restoration Army said respectfully.

"Well done."

"Go in peace, your wife and daughter can live."

Zhang He stepped forward and walked towards Yan Mingcheng.

"Thank you, General!"

The general of the Restoration Army bowed, his voice trembling.

Brush –

A halberd soldier was expressionless, and with a move of the halberd in his hand, he directly pierced the neck of this general of the Restoration Army!

Two hundred halberds.

When he was first born, he was in the sixfold realm of refining the body.

But now three months have passed, and the two hundred halberds have all been promoted to the seventh level of body refining!

"Nanqin Zhang He is here, who dares to occupy my Nanqin City!"

Zhang He suddenly shouted angrily, and the sound was like thunder, and it entered Yan Mingcheng!