Chapter 349: Poor monks can't do this

The Celestial Bird fell from the sky.

Just as Chu Qianqiu was about to capture it, it seemed to have encountered a plane crash, disintegrating in the sky and falling one after another.

By the time Chu Qianqiu covered the bird with his spiritual power and collected the parts, it had already become a pile of broken copper and iron.

Such a heavenly bird is very valuable, and it can even be regarded as a simplified version of the treasure soldier.

It requires martial arts masters to condense the spiritual imprint, so that the masters of the late congenital stage can resonate with it and realize the sharing of sight, such a device is absolutely impossible to be cheap.

And in order to prevent it from being obtained by the enemy, Tang Jing finally made a decision to destroy his corpse.

Because Chu Qianqiu was a master of martial arts, it was entirely possible to find their location and direction according to the spiritual imprint, so Tang Jing had to be ruthless and completely destroy this treasure.

"In front of me, play this trick."

"No way!"

System, reboot me!

Since you're here, stay tonight.

No matter how much back-up you have prepared, cutting you down will still solve the problem.

The first cycle –

At this time, it is getting late, and tomorrow is the time to fight with the Tang family.

And Chu Qianqiu can make full preparations before the big war, so that the Venerable Master of the Hundred Poisons knows what it means to be the same force of heaven and earth, and the heroes are not free.

"Yang Guang." Chu Qianqiu said that he would do it, and directly called his personal guard.

"Your Excellency, please command."

"The Divine Crossbow is very useful, and each guard must carry at least 30 arrows with them, ready to meet the enemy at any time."

"3, 30?"

"What's the problem?" Chu Qianqiu smiled, and then opened a few boxes, which were densely packed with arrows specially made by the Divine Crossbow.

Originally, all this had to wait until after the [heat stroke incident], Chu Qianqiu planned to further strengthen the combat ability of his own soldiers, and now he will do it in advance.

"No, no problem!" Yang Guang replied repeatedly, he couldn't imagine how much net worth the adult had.

As soon as he thought of the [Long Li Dan] he had eaten, the loyalty in his heart unconsciously increased a few points.

When they first set off three days ago, each of the fifty guards received two [snow silkworm clothes].

The characteristics of the snow silkworm clothing are that it is particularly adaptable, and it can easily fold armor, and the weight is light, which will not affect the combat ability of the soldiers.

At that time, Yang Guang was also dumbfounded, because a snow silkworm robe was sold for 20,000 taels of silver on the market, and for most of the officers of hundreds and thousands of households, it was a treasure armor that could be heirlooms.

The dragon guards of the Great Xia royal family are just treated like this.

Of course, it is impossible to give this snow silkworm robe directly to the soldiers, how can there be a reason to give it directly to his subordinates 40,000 taels of silver, and the wronged boss does not do this.

This is their work equipment, and if they don't work as a personal guard in the future, they still have to return it when they retire.

For example, Yangguang's snow silkworm clothes belong to him, he wants to sell them, he wants to give them away, it doesn't matter, but he can't do this in work clothes.

"If it was broken during the battle, it is all mine, and I will make up for it."

"If you have made a meritorious deed, you will be able to afford it in the future and become a family heirloom."

"But if anyone dares to be corrupt, they will no longer be my personal guards, and they will spit out corrupt things, understand?"

"Yes, sir!"

Thinking that before leaving, Chu Qianqiu had given no less than three million taels of silver equipment to fifty guards, and now he had taken so many arrows from the Divine Crossbow, it didn't seem unacceptable.

"Then call someone over and divide all these arrows."

"When the time comes, don't be stingy with arrows."

This is also Chu Qianqiu's recent launder of a lot of wealth, so he took it out bit by bit, so as not to be too ostentatious and attract unnecessary attention.

The matter of the crossbow

, the matter of the armor can still be covered, even if the subordinates mutinied, it was not too heavy a loss.

There are many good things, but cultivating people you can trust doesn't happen overnight.

"Yes, sir!"

"Very well, be vigilant, a lot is going to happen tomorrow."

A lot of things?

Yang Guang was a little confused, but he also agreed.

After using the Krypton Gold Dafa to enhance the combat effectiveness of the guards, Chu Qianqiu went to find the Fan family master.

The night was dark, but the head of the Fan family was still reading at night in the tent, carefully observing the design plan of the [Dragon and Phoenix Twin Swords].

This is a gift to the wedding of the Son of Heaven, when these two spirit soldiers are forged, as long as they are baptized by martial arts masters, they will become the best treasure soldiers after three years.

This is also the political capital won by the Fan family, and as long as the Son of Heaven still carries this sword in the future, he should still be concerned about the merits of the Fan family.

Although the head of the Fan family seems to be loyal, he is actually cunning, but his seriousness in terms of technology is genuine.

Chu Qianqiu once asked Fan Yuxuan what she thought of her father, she hesitated for a moment at first, and then said slowly:

"Daddy is both the head of the family and a craftsman, and my brother and brother don't understand him."

"Don't understand him?"

"The Fan family is at the bottom of the Eight Great Imperial Merchants, but it is also a famous family, why do you have to do all this hard work yourself?"

"If you want the Spirit Soldier Armor, it's enough to have people do it."

"Like the Qian family, the Hai family, and the merchants, they are all like this."

"So in the eyes of my brothers and sisters, Daddy is a weirdo."

"And what does Miss Fan think?"

"I don't understand, but I don't object to it."

"If Daddy likes it, let him do it, at least when it comes to designing treasure soldiers, he is one of the best in the world."

It is precisely because of this dialogue that Chu Qianqiu retains a respect for the Fan family, a martial arts master who is in a high position, can not forget his original intention, and study technology, is very rare in this world.

In the dead of night, the head of the Fan family kept improving, took the drawings to write and paint, and seemed to be improving the design plan, until his subordinates came in, he put away the drawings as if he had just woken up from a dream, and let Chu Qianqiu enter the tent and asked

"Lord Chu is visiting, is there anything urgent?"

"Of course, there is, please listen to it."

The head of the Fan family did not doubt him, and directly retreated left and right, hearing Chu Qianqiu's secret technique, and hearing that there were cooks in the Fan family's caravan who had been bribed, and were about to secretly drugged, his eyes immediately widened a lot, and he gritted his teeth and scolded:

"Someone's coming!"

Soon, the Fan family carried out a rectification of chickens, flies and dogs, even in the middle of the night, the arrest of people, the Shenjiang of Shenjiang.

The Fan family is one of the eight imperial merchants, and the meals they eat licensed by the imperial court are also very dark.

After they arrested someone, they tortured the cook to extract a confession, and they didn't tell you the evidence, and after the confession was completed, they tied it up with a stone and threw it into the river.

After Chu Qianqiu came out from the Fan family master's side, he went to find Master Yuanjue, and the purpose was very simple, to strike first and kill them all before the bandits gathered.

It's just that I didn't expect that Master Yuanjue opened his mouth and refused:

"Amitabha."

"Lord Chu. Poor monks can't do that."