The master of the court of the Red Yan Kingdom saw that He Lingchuan's face turned white when he brushed it, and patted him on the shoulder and comforted him kindly, you get what you pay for, and the cost of fifteen times should correspond to at least three times more power.

"Is it only three times?" He Lingchuan felt that it was not worth it. "Three times is not much."

The craftsman explained to him. Both the golden-armored bronze man and the guard need to be distracted by their masters, otherwise they will either not move or run wild.

How many people are able to do two things, especially in the middle of a tense battle?

So what about one heart and three uses, and what about four uses?

Therefore, the number of gold armor controlled by one person is limited, and this thing is of course not much more expensive, and it is best to build one. Peace of mind and mind.

Moreover, the gods will actually have some autonomous abilities and can carry out relatively vague commands. If you let it move bricks, it will keep moving for you, and only move the near ones after moving the far ones, and they will also take a flat road in the middle to save energy.

He Lingchuan remembered that the golden-armored god general he saw in the mirage of the Yuan Kingdom was indeed fighting wide open, and his power was amazing. Even in the face of so many big demons, he is not afraid at all.

How energy-intensive does this thing have to be? He didn't dare to imagine. "It's so easy to use, do you say it's fifteen times more expensive?"

「..... Expensive." He suspected that this spitting craftsman was actually a loyal businesswoman.

Of course, the craftsman's last sentence is the fatal blow:

This kind of thing is expensive and expensive, and is usually only used in war, so it is not something that normal people should play.

Okay.

But in any case, the golden armor and bronze guard have been built. He Dashao optimistically said that this is ..... for normal people may also be a dimensionality reduction blow, nothing bad.

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Baoshu Country, Baiyun Mountain.

Tonight's rain and fog, mountains and forests are secluded, which really responds to the poem:

There are people in the depths of the white clouds.

The lake was as quiet as ever, Tang Xiangguo was standing alone in the covered bridge, and several guards were sent away by him.

There is no safer place than by the side of the Treasure Tree King.

An old voice sounded in Tang Xiangguo's heart: "The whereabouts of the spirit seed have not been found yet?"

"Xia Guan is incompetent, so he can only find out that on the day of the convoy crash, the spirit seed turned into a root ball to imprison the wind demon, but it broke free after eating the meridian divine wind. We found some root ball fragments in the Wind Demon Mountain, but there were no spirit seeds. It can't be ruled out that it fell into the cracks in the ground of Wind Demon Mountain. There, there are the entrances and exits of the meridian kamikaze."

Who dares to go down, who can go down? "No witnesses?"

Tang Xiangguo shook his head: "There are some white bones at the scene, probably cut by the meridian kamikaze, but there are still a few people in the middle of the terraces who are intact, but their necks have been twisted, maybe they are killing people."

"The spirit seed has been taken away, and you are afraid that you will not be able to find it. The King of the Treasure Tree said firmly, "I came to you today, I have another important matter."

Tang Xiangguo bowed his head and said, "My king commands."

"The King of Chiyan sent an urgent message to Xiangzhou Shuwei, saying that there was another turmoil in Lingxu City about refining elixir."

The missing spirit seed was supposed to grow into a northern tree guard, but it was robbed halfway through. Then the closest to Chiyan is the Xiangzhou Shuwei that has grown up.

These adult tree guards are the doppelgangers of the Treasure Tree King, and they are closely connected to the ontology, and can even communicate with each other. The soldiers and civilians are pious to the tree guard, and most of the treasure tree kings can receive it.

The news of the Red Yan King is transmitted to the Xiangzhou Shuwei, which saves the most time.

"Elixir?" Tang Xiangguo was stunned, "This kind of thing is coming out again?"

King Baoshu said lightly: "It's been too long since the last bloody storm, and no one else can remember it except for an old man like Lone." "The reason is that the white-shouldered eagle messenger sent to the front line by Lingxu City disappeared halfway, and the Prince of Chiyan took over the investigation and found that there were people in the country who had been hunting demons for pearls for many years, and the clues finally hung on Cen Boqing, the eldest son-in-law of Yao Mao, the great priest of Bega. I guess there's a follow-up to this."

"Take the beads?" Tang Xiangguo groaned, "Sure enough, these pulp beads are all used to refine the elixir."

Tang Xiangguo's official position is not in vain, and the more he thinks about it, the more frightened he becomes, "It involves the face of Bega

, and the elixir is involved, I'm afraid the emperor will be furious."

"This can't be good." The King of the Treasure Tree asked him, "Look, is the King of Chiyan unable to hold his breath, or is he deliberately making trouble?"

Tang Xiangguo thought for a long time before he replied, "The lower officials have a foolish opinion, and they have both. But the king of Chiyan sent you a message because he didn't want this matter to pass lightly, and he wanted to seek the support of my king."

Among all the demon kingdoms, only the Treasure Tree Kingdom has always been standing; Among all the demon kings, only the Treasure Tree King is evergreen for eight hundred years.

The King of Chiyan wants to make waves in Lingxu City, but it is difficult to make a sound with a lone palm.

The Treasure Tree King smiled, and thousands of leaves and branches were rustling in the rain: "How do you think Lone should reply to the letter?"

"It is all according to the will of my king." Tang Xiangguo said, "If you want to help him, you can take advantage of the situation to smooth out the little contradiction between Chiyan and my country; If you don't help him, you don't have to reply to the letter, and you don't have to delay it for a month or two."

The Treasure Tree King let out a long sigh, "If it's Taifu Sha, he will give me an idea now."

Tang Xiangguo lowered his head and pursed his lips slightly.

"It's almost time. You sort out the few cases of killing demons and taking pearls in my country, and pick the most recent ones. "The King of the Treasure Tree has indeed made a decision, "You will personally plan to send it to Lingxu City urgently, and at the same time talk to the King of Chiyan. Anyone who cares is waiting with wide eyes, and we can't let them wait too long."

It exhaled again: "Strike while the iron is hot. It's easy to drag on big things."

Tang Xiangguo bowed and should have retreated, but hesitated. "What else?"

"Just seven days ago, Tai Shiling observed a strange flash of the Tianluo Star in the east. Tang Xiangguo said, "You mentioned that if there is a difference between the Ten Stars of the Big Dipper, you have to report it, but at that time you were in retreat.....

The wind and rain on Baiyun Mountain seemed to freeze all at once.

After a dozen breaths, the Treasure Tree King asked, "Strange Flash?"

"The Celestial Luo Star, which is far away from the Celestial Pivot Star, is originally difficult to see with the naked eye this season. But that night suddenly flashed twice in succession, and it was unusually bright." Tang Xiangguo said, "Then it returned to darkness and did not light up again."

"Really?" The King of the Treasure Tree muttered to himself, as if sighing, "The sky is bright again, and disaster is coming. It's no wonder that a single case of a messenger disappearing will get bigger and bigger."

Tang Xiangguo didn't understand: "My king, Tianluo Star will grow bright every autumn to the early spring of the next year. This year is just more than a month ahead, how can it be a sign of disaster?"

"The Heavenly Luo Star is always bright, and it is a constant thing in the sky. But the accidental flickering represents the chaos of the military revolution; You've lived too short to see the trouble it brings." The Treasure Tree King said coldly, "I only said that the last time it started to shine indiscriminately was one hundred and sixty or seventy years ago."

One hundred and sixty or seventy years ago, what kind of military revolution did Bega encounter? Tang Xiangguo is also very knowledgeable, and he was a little surprised when he thought about it: "Is it the rise of Panlong City?"

"More than ten years ago, it was the rebellion of the Yuan Kingdom." The Treasure Tree King said, "Two hundred years ago, I won't mention it."

"If disaster is coming, how will our country respond?"

"Let Tai Shi Ling monitor closely to see if the back of Tianluo Star is still flashing, and then it depends on the reaction of Lingxu City." King Baoshu said in a deep voice, "Our country must also take precautions. From now on, we will strictly investigate the tax department, streamline the administration and increase the troops, count the granaries, and eliminate redundancy from the royal court to the localities, and promote capable generals. and the purchase of weapons and horses......

Tang Xiangguo said in a timely manner: "My king, these two things are not in a hurry, so as not to misunderstand Lingxu City."

「..... Hmm, that's what you're talking about. These two things should not be left for now, and the others should have been done a long time ago."

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At night above the white sand, the moon and stars are scarce, but He Lingchuan has no intention of appreciating it.

He calculated the time and closed the doors and windows, and sent the guards of Shanyue to come and stand guard at the door, and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

The beech doors and windows were so closed that he lit incense and the smoke column was vertically upward, leaving the room almost windless.

Very good.

He Lingchuan then took out a branch the thickness of chopsticks, threw it on the table, and then ordered two more sticks of incense, and said something in his mouth.

When the three incense sticks were burned out, the smoke lingered in the room, and gradually turned into the shape of a human head.

This is the defeat of the Hundred Faces Nightmare at his hands, no, after the defeat in Panlong City, a small clone left.

"Coming out?" He Lingchuan looked at it and frowned, "Why are you so small?"

His attitude towards nightmares is by no means as pious as Cheng Yu's before, asking and begging, and all kinds of flattery.

As it turns out, Nightmares don't need those at all to come out.

"I told you, I'm a nightmare, and I can only live in my dreams! Staying in your soul will not be nourished at all, and I will only get weaker and weaker! "The weird nightmare complained, "You've been asking me to find someone lately, and it's too much energy!"

The strength is in and out, it's strange if he is not weak!

He Lingchuan didn't hear it, took out a short hair from the oiled paper bag, and burned it to ashes in the candle flame.

Then he took out another note, wrote his name and birthday, and burned it to ashes.

The strange head leaned over and took a deep breath, as if he was carefully distinguishing, before he said:

"A seven-year-old boy? Have you changed your taste, how are you going to clean him up this time?"

"It doesn't hurt, just find him." He Lingchuan said, "Someone gave him a concealed magic circle to isolate the tracking technique. Find him a hiding place for me."

"It's easy, I'll go see it in his dreams." The weird head shook his head and was about to float away, when he suddenly said, "Hey, let me go!"

Half of its tail is still in the branches.

This is the branch of the Gu Luo sapling, and He Lingchuan is the only thing that can bring out the Coiling Dragon Dream Realm at present, except for the Floating Life Knife.

The seabed wood sculpture originally associated with the nightmare was broken, and He Lingchuan casually broke a branch for it to shelter in. In any case, the Gura tree is also a type of seawood wood, which is more precious and powerful.

"Let it go." He Lingchuan shook the twig, and the latter reluctantly let go of the nightmare's tail.

He Lingchuan is not afraid that the nightmare will not come back, this thing is being stared at by the three corpse insects.

Then, the nightmare passed through the crack in the door and walked away.

Its form could only be seen by He Lingchuan, who summoned it out, and the guards guarding the door outside were unaware.

After a long night, He Lingchuan simply sat down and crossed his knees to breathe.