The matter of the invitation, Qi Yuan wrote it down.

However, three hundred years later, the Demon Punishment Conference?

How could he afford to wait?

In three hundred years, the Qing Dynasty has died, right?

He didn't bother anymore, and the speed of light went offline.

When the annoying wooden cat puppet meowed again, Qi Yuan didn't throw the little wooden fish into its mouth again this time.

He got up, patted the head of the wooden cat puppet, and looked at the bright morning light outside: "The plan of the day lies in the morning!" ”

He shook his spirits and swept his gaze into the storage bag.

When he saw the mountains of books and exercises, his face suddenly fell.

"When you come to the other world, you still need 996!"

In the Black Mountain Sect, Qi Yuan made great efforts to empty the books in the Library Pavilion, as well as the jade slips of the exercises.

AlignmentOriginally, the exercises were the most important thing.

After all, most of the exercises in this world are not suitable for you.

He needs to read other books, then use the information he sees with his eyes, accumulate knowledge, and finally perfect his exercises.

Last time, I used the jade slips of my junior sister Jiang Lingsu's exercises, more than 600 doors, but at that time, Qi Yuan was cursory, and they were all scrapped for two days.

And now, there are more than 600 exercises to read, and books are much more difficult to receive than the exercises and jade slips.

In addition, last time it was only the exercises of the Qi refining period, and he could take a cursory look, but now, if he wants to improve the exercises of the foundation building period, he has to take a closer look.

With so many books, you will never be able to read them all in a month.

Qi Yuan buried his head in the books and read them carefully.

He looked at it very seriously.

This is because this is the foundation of his creation.

The boring exercises, he looked at them more seriously than the high numbers.

It's a pity that it's slow to read, and it takes a long time to read a book, which is not as good as quantum reading.

"It's better to build the foundation of the Heavenly Dao as soon as possible, but it's good to release the divine sense, so that reading books won't be so tiring." Qi Yuan flipped through the books and felt that divine consciousness was really a good thing.

It's a pity that after the foundation building period, the divine consciousness can be released and quantum reading.

……

For several days, Qi Yuan read books during the day and launched games at night.

With the blessing of a small marriage, Qi Yuan is already enough to walk sideways in the crown of clothes.

Although, he still can't kill the Ugly Clothes Monster Emperor, but as his strength grows, he can also hurt the Ugly Clothes Monster Emperor.

The terrifying ugly-clothed monster emperor also had no way to take Qi Yuan.

can only let Qi Yuan kill in the forbidden clothes.

A strong sword splits the skull!

"I don't have a head, how can you split my skull?"

Qi Yuan, as always, dubbed these forbidden clothes monsters, entertained himself, and found some fun for himself.

Otherwise, the boring time for farming monsters will be too boring.

The experience bar skyrockets.

At level eighty-nine, he is not far from level ninety.

Qi Yuan glanced at the ugly clothes monster emperor flying from a distance: "It's slipped." ”

He was too lazy to fight with the ugly monster emperor, and he still waited until he reached level 90, when he was more sure.

Qi Yuan immediately quickly withdrew.

I'm almost killed today, I can't be online anymore, and my brain won't be able to stand it.

Untangled and combined with Xiao Yao, Qi Yuan, as usual, dug a pit.

Suddenly, he saw a tree on the grave with a crooked neck, bearing a few purple fruits.

It's like a combination of grapes and apples.

He picked some and took a bite, and the sour taste of bayberry exploded in his taste buds: "It's pretty good, do you want to eat one?" ”

He handed it to Xiao Marry.

Xiao Marry did not respond.

Qi Yuan sighed: "I don't have a mouth, I can't eat, and I can't ...... This marriage still has to be divorced! ”

Xiao Marry was very aggrieved and slid out a sticky wooden sign.

Qi Yuan smiled, took the little wedding into his arms, and got into the pit.

He changed into a comfortable position, like a salted fish lying on the bed, holding the cold little marry, and then sent a message to Jinli.

It's just that he looked down at the well-behaved and cute, quietly marrying.

He was stunned.

has a wife, and chats with female netizens, is this considered cheating?

It seems that after the divorce, the court will definitely order him to compensate her.

He had nothing but a great sword.

Without thinking much about it, Qi Yuan and Jinli chatted again.

The brocade glass is like the wind at night by the river, slightly cool and delicate, blowing on people's bodies, like a trickle of rain.

"Is there any change in Sima Ting?"

"Be careful."

"I'm almost done with my clothes, maybe I can help you."

"Good night, I'm too sleepy, I can't stay up late to play games anymore, I have to get up tomorrow morning to read."

Looking at these news, the brocade glass dressed in silk tulle also replied "good night".

At this time, a cloud of sadness has been appearing on her face.

A few days ago, an emperor-level powerhouse in the Prime Minister's Mansion died tragically and inexplicably.

This is definitely a good thing for Jinli, but she can't be happy.

Sima Ting and her maintain a delicate balance.

Now, with the death of an emperor-level powerhouse, Sima Ting may no longer care about face and legitimacy, and will forcibly force the palace.

Recently, there have been extremely frequent troop movements in the Southern Qianguo.

Jinli can already feel that the soldiers of the military formation, the aura of slaughter permeates Kyoto.

And all she can rely on is thousands of forbidden troops.

The imperial power was shelved as early as 20 years ago.

How can she return to heaven now?

Jinli was tired, with a strong sense of sleepiness, and she slowly fell into a deep sleep.

What she didn't know was that at this time, a major event was being plotted in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Sima Ting, the originally noble minister, was like a pug, bent at the waist.

Next to him, there were two people, one fat and one thin.

The fat man is the big demon that Sima Ting doesn't want to see the most.

In his early years, he rose to prominence and used the power of this big demon.

That's his handle.

The thin man is an emperor-level powerhouse of the Heavenly Fortune Holy Gate.

He didn't expect that the two would be linked.

And now, the two most powerful forces in the world have their eyes on the Southern Qianguo.

The pressure fell on him.

The thin emperor squinted: "Sima Ting, it's just some mortal army, why do you feel distressed?"

This time, I will record you a great achievement, and in three years, the Holy Lord's plan will be completed, and these more than a dozen countries, you can ask for whichever one you want. ”

The demon clan emperor laughed heartily: "Those who achieve great things are not confined to small sections. ”

Some time ago, their demon clan, with the stand-in of the Heavenly Fortune Holy Lord, killed the real Heavenly Fortune Holy Lord.

As a price, the Heavenly Fortune Holy Gate ceded Nan Qian to the Demon Clan.

And at this moment, this demon emperor came, and he brought the supreme emperor's edict to fight in the front.

The front battle is very simple, consume the military strength of the Southern Qianguo, and at the same time refine a supreme imperial weapon-the bloodless imperial scepter.

The conditions that need to be met for the refining of this imperial scepter are extremely harsh.

That's why he contacted the Heavenly Fortune Holy Gate to put pressure on Sima Ting.

Let Sima Ting mobilize his military horses and enter Kyoto.

Lay down a large array, accumulate the killing aura of the military array, and then kill a city, so that the blood qi is rich to the extreme, and you can create a supreme imperial weapon and a bloodless imperial staff.

And these, what needs to be consumed, is the foundation of Sima Ting.

His army, as well as the entire capital of the Southern Qian.

Sima Ting wanted to object, but in the face of the two most powerful forces in this world, he could only bow down.

Now his life is in the hands of others.

Hearing that the powerhouse of the Heavenly Fortune Holy Gate gave some benefits, he could only eat it.

"Everything is according to your orders, and all the troops are already slowly entering the city."

Previously, Sima Ting had deployed his army outside the imperial capital.

Now, it's just a matter of letting these armies into the city, and it's going to be fast.

"Sima Ting, it's very good, ambitious, knowing how to advance and retreat, the Heavenly Fortune Holy Gate will not treat you badly." The thin emperor patted Sima Ting's shoulder, very satisfied, "This matter is over, the hall elder's sign is a piece, in the Heavenly Fortune Holy Gate, your status is not lower than mine." ”

When Sima Ting heard this, he was overjoyed.

That's what he craves.

With the sign of the hall elder, he is the chess player who overlooks more than a dozen countries.

It's not now, even if it has great power, it's just a pawn that can't help itself.

"Thank you, sir!"

The demon clan emperor grinned: "I heard that the empress of your Nanqian Kingdom is a great beauty with a beautiful country.

I have always liked to collect wine vessels, and when the imperial capital is destroyed, I will leave the head of the empress, the head of a beautiful woman, or an empress, used to hold wine, the taste must be very moist, the most suitable. ”

Sima Ting felt a chill when he heard this, but he still nodded and agreed: "Okay!" ”