Although the Demon Swinging Army is small, it has all kinds of organs. The land occupied by the five counties, although it is a projectile place in the world, also has a population of nearly 100,000.

Song Qingshu, as the leader of this small force, suddenly wanted to get out of it was really not an easy task.

Fortunately, he still has someone he can trust in this demon army. Whether it is prestige, identity, or ability, Song Yuanqiao is qualified enough to temporarily take his place during the period when Song Qingshu is gone.

Of course, Song Yuanqiao will definitely not be able to inherit Song Qingshu's thoughts, and it is impossible to continue to transform the Demon Swinging Army according to Song Qingshu's ideas.

But Song Qingshu was still very content, he never thought of letting Song Yuanqiao exert any creative thinking, at this stage, no one in this world could understand his intentions.

Song Qingshu only hopes that Song Yuanqiao can maintain the status quo, and he can keep this foundation for himself during the time he is gone.

After the military and political affairs were arranged, Song Qingshu came to Laojunguan. Huoyun served a cup of fragrant tea and said, "When will the general come back here?"

Song Qingshu glanced at Huoyun and knew that he was actually asking when he would start arranging for him to choose disciples. Now everything is ready, but Song Qingshu has been delaying the order, and Huoyun has long been impatient in his heart.

"The Taoist chief is not in a hurry, he knows etiquette in a hurry, and he knows honor and disgrace when he has enough food and clothing. Only by letting the people have enough food and clothing can we talk about other things. Ben will go here, for the long of three months, for the short of a month, and he will definitely return. It was the harvest season.

This year's rice sowing range is three times that of previous years, and as long as there is a bumper harvest, the grain can be reported for three years without worry. At that time, it is time to implement the policy of practicing martial arts for the whole people, and select good talents from them. You must know that the poor are rich in martial arts, and the warriors refine and refine the qi, how can they do it without enough food supply?"

Huoyun frowned, pondered for a moment, and said, "But that's the case, but Xiaodao is anxious." Anyway, Xiaodao is waiting for the general to return!"

"The Taoist is right to think so, the Taoist is assured, everyone in the world cherishes their secret skills, only the Taoist is so open-minded, he learns the way of the sage, there is no class, and he accepts disciples, and the Taoist sect will definitely flourish in the world in the future!

"The three of Xiaodao masters and apprentices live in Shushan, and the martial arts in the sect are mainly swords, so let's call it the Shushan Sword School!" Huoyun thought for a while.

"Shushan Sword Sect?" A strange look crossed Song Qingshu's face, and then he said: "Good name, this sect will definitely spread through the ages!"

Huoyun Dao Commander smiled and said, "Then borrow the general's kind words!"

The name of the Shushan Sword Sect is such a big name in later generations! Could it really be that this Huoyun Daoist created it? Or is it a coincidence?

The chaotic thoughts flashed in Song Qingshu's mind, but then he was left behind, whether the Shushan Sword Sect in the later generations was created by Huo Yun, and what does it have to do with him?

"How about the Heavenly Grant Workshop in the past two days?" Song Qingshu asked lightly.

Tianzhufang, where Song Qingshu has high hopes, is also whether he can dominate the world and sweep away the hole cards of the world.

This is the place where Song Qingshu made the techniques of the later generations, as a doctor of mechanics, Song Qingshu certainly knew how powerful the technology of the later generations was.

Although it is impossible to fight against martial arts masters in a small area, cold weapons will eventually be replaced by hot weapons. The prosperity of science and technology in later generations is the general trend of heaven!

Such a confidential and important thing, of course, cannot be known to others. Therefore, Song Qingshu specially set up a heavenly grant workshop in Laojunguan.

It is rumored that this is a heavenly science taught by God, on the one hand, to strengthen the mystery, and on the other hand, to explain the origin of these things.

Before this day, Song Qingshu had always been in charge of the workshop, and Huoyun was assisted. It's not that he trusts Huoyun much, it's that he really can't find the right person. There are not many people available, and even fewer people can be trusted.

Fortunately, the current Heavenly Grant Workshop does not have anything particularly worthy of secrecy, mainly to develop some civilian equipment. On the military side, there are only some explosive packs, which are called thunderbolts on the outside. Song Qingshu has just taught several craftsmen the principle of the grenadier canister, which is still under development.

As for the guns, this requires enough steel, and with the current situation of the Demon Army, it is obviously not satisfied, and it can only be said later.

"Everything is normal in Tianzhufang, some time ago, the waterwheel they built played a great role in irrigating the fields, and the people responded very well. As for the grenadier taught by the general, it is being developed, and according to Xu Jiangzuo, great progress has been made. Huoyun said happily.

"Yes. Song Qingshu nodded, Xu Jiangzuo is a very honest person, since he said that he has made great progress, it must be not far from success.

"How many heavenly thunder bombs are there?" Song Qingshu asked lightly.

"Three thousand!" said Huoyun.

"Three thousand?" Song Qingshu groaned slightly, and said, "Although it is enough for a war, it is still a little less, if it is carried out with the Yuan Court in the future, it will definitely be a succession of wars, and the reserves should be accelerated during this time!"

"Actually, these three thousand pieces are already the limit of the Heavenly Grant Workshop. The main reason is that there are few personnel in the Tianzhu Workshop, and because of the need for secrecy, they have not dared to recruit people on a large scale. In addition, there is also learning and research and development, and the production capacity will naturally not be able to keep up. Huoyun frowned and said.

"Set up a workshop under the Tianzhu Workshop to expand production capacity, and in the future, the Tianzhu Workshop will only carry out the learning and research and development of Tianzhu technology, and will not be responsible for specific production. The following workshops can be massively expanded, but the secrecy should be done well and not too loose. Song Qingshu thought for a while.

"Okay, I'll arrange it when I go down. Huoyun agreed.

After the way of playing, Zhou Zhiruo walked in and said with a smile: "Son, all the bags are packed, when will we leave." Knowing that Song Qingshu was going to take him to the Central Plains, Zhou Zhiruo had a happy smile on her face for the past two days.

Looking at Zhou Zhiruo's smiling face, Song Qingshu was also happy, and said with a smile: "Just pack it up, wait for me to say goodbye to my father, and then we will set off!"

When I walked into the yard, I saw Bai Yun, who had already installed the saddle, walking back and forth. No matter how busy Song Qingshu is every day, practicing swords and warming the meridians for Baiyun are all things that must be done.

After three months of hard work, Bai Yun is becoming more and more powerful. Not only is it infinitely powerful enough to face the lion and tiger head-on, but even its height has grown a lot, so that it can stand with those captured Mongolian horses, which is half a neck taller!

Patting Bai Yun's neck, Song Qingshu smiled and said, "Old man, we are going to walk the world again!" Bai Yun hissed, as if he was responding to Song Qingshu.

Speaking of which, after he came to this world, he spent the longest time with Bai Yun, and Song Qingshu worked tirelessly to warm Bai Yun's meridians every day, the feelings of this person and a horse have long surpassed the feelings of ordinary war horses and masters, and they are already similar to brothers!

After saying goodbye to Song Yuanqiao in a hurry, Song Qingshu took Zhou Zhiruo and Yu Baiyun on the journey.

"Childe, where are we going?" asked Zhou Zhiruo crisply.

"Butterfly Valley!"

"Is it the Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal?"

"That's right!