Chapter 523: Muddy the Waters

Seeing that He Lingchuan's face turned pale, the master craftsman of the Chiyan Kingdom patted him on the shoulder and comforted him kindly, saying that you get what you pay for, and fifteen times the cost must be at least three times more powerful.

"Only three times?" He Lingchuan felt it was not worth it.

"Three times is a lot."

The craftsman explained it to him. Both the golden-armored bronze warriors and the guards need to be distracted and controlled by their masters, otherwise they will either stay still or go berserk.

How many people can do two things at once, especially in the middle of a tense battle?

So what about using one mind, three functions, or four functions?

Therefore, the number of golden armors that one person can control is limited. Of course, this thing is expensive but not expensive. Making one can be the best of the three.

Save your worries and nerves.

Moreover, the generals actually have some autonomy and can execute relatively vague orders. If you ask it to move bricks, it will keep moving them for you. After moving the nearby ones, it will move to the far ones. It will also take flat roads in the middle to save energy.

He Lingchuan remembered the golden-armored general he had seen in the illusion of Yuan Kingdom. He was indeed fighting with open arms and wide open, and his power was astonishing. Even when faced with so many monsters, he was not afraid at all.

How much energy does this thing consume? He couldn't imagine it.

"It's so easy to use, do you think it costs fifteen times more?"

"...Expensive." He suspected that this spitting craftsman was actually a profiteer with a loyal face.

Of course, the last words of the craftsman were the fatal blow:

This kind of thing is expensive and consumes a lot of money. It is usually only used in wars and is not something that normal people should play with.

Fine.

But no matter what, the golden armored bronze guard has been completed. Young Master He said optimistically that this might be a dimensionality-reducing blow to normal opponents... and there was nothing wrong with it.

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Baoshu Country, Baiyun Mountain.

Tonight it is rainy, misty, and the mountains and forests are secluded. It really echoes the poem:

There are people deep in the white clouds.

The lakeside was as quiet as ever. Tang Xiangguo stood alone in the covered bridge, and several guards were sent a hundred feet away by him.

There is no safer place than next to King Baoshu.

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

"The official is incompetent and can only find out that on the day the escort team crashed, the spirit seed turned into a root ball to imprison the wind demon, but it was eaten by the Ziwu Divine Wind and broke free. We found some root ball fragments in Fengmo Mountain, but there was no spirit seed in them. It cannot be ruled out that it fell into the cracks of Feng Mo Mountain. There, there is the entrance and exit of Ziwu Divine Wind."

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 Ziwu Divine Wind, but there are still a few people in the middle of the terraces whose bodies are intact, but their necks were broken, maybe they were killed."

"The spiritual seed has been taken away. I'm afraid you won't be able to find it." King Baoshu said firmly, "I came to you today because I have other important matters."

Tang Xiangguo lowered his head and said, "My king ordered."

"King Chiyan hastened to send a message to the Xiangzhou tree guards, saying that there has been another incident of privately refining the elixir in Lingxu City."

The missing spiritual species was originally going to grow into a Northern Tree Guard, but was robbed midway. Then the one closest to Chiyan Kingdom is the grown-up Xiangzhou Tree Guard.

These adult tree guards are the clones of the Treasure Tree King. They are closely connected with the main body and can even sense each other. If the soldiers and civilians give pious advice to the Tree Guards, the Treasure Tree King will most likely receive it.

King Chiyan's flight information is transmitted to Xiangzhou Shuwei, which saves the most time.

"Elixir?" Tang Xiangguo was startled, "Has this kind of thing happened again?"

King Baoshu said calmly: "It has been so long since the last bloody storm. Except for old men like Gu, no one else can remember it."

"The reason was that the White-shouldered Eagle courier sent by Lingxu City to the front line disappeared midway. Prince Chiyan took over the investigation and found that there were people in the country who had been hunting monsters and obtaining pearls for many years. The clue finally led to Cen Boqing, the eldest son-in-law of Yao Mao, the chief minister of Bejia. . I guess there will be sequels to this matter.”

"Get pearls?" Tang Xiangguo pondered, "Sure enough, these pulp beads are used to refine the elixir."

Tang Xiangguo's official position was not in vain, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, "It involves Bejia's face and the elixir. I'm afraid the emperor will be furious."

"This matter cannot be settled." King Baoshu asked him, "Look, is King Chiyan unable to keep his temper, or is he deliberately making trouble?"

Tang Xiangguo thought for a long time before replying: "In my humble opinion, I have both. But King Chiyan sent you the message because he doesn't want the matter to pass away in peace and wants to seek my king's support."

Among all the demon kingdoms, only the Baoshu Kingdom has always stood tall; among all the demon kings, only the Baoshu King has remained green for eight hundred years.

King Chiyan wants to make waves in Lingxu City, but he can't do it with his single palm.

The King of Baoshu chuckled, and all the leaves and branches rustled in the rain: "How do you think I should reply to this letter?"

"It all depends on my king's will." Tang Xiangguo said, "If you want to help him, you can smooth out the conflicts between Chiyan and our country; if you don't help him, there is no need to reply to the letter and it will take a month or two."

King Baoshu gave a long hum: "If it were Taifu Sha, he would give me some advice now."

Tang Xiangguo lowered his head and pursed his lips slightly.

"It's almost time. Sort out the several cases of killing monsters and obtaining pearls that happened in our country, and pick the closest ones." King Baoshu has indeed made a decision, "You will personally draft the memorial and send it to Lingxu as soon as possible. City, tell King Chiyan at the same time. Those who are interested should wait with their eyes wide open, and they cannot be kept waiting for too long. "

It exhaled again: "Strike while the iron is hot. It's easy to get lost if big things are delayed."

Tang Xiangguo bowed in response. He should have retreated, but he hesitated.

"Anything else?"

"Just seven days ago, the Grand Historian observed that the Tianluo star in the east flashed strangely." Tang Xiangguo said, "You mentioned that any abnormality of the ten stars of the Big Dipper should be reported, but you were in seclusion at that time..."

The wind and rain on Baiyun Mountain seemed to have stagnated all of a sudden.

After more than ten breaths, King Baoshu asked, "Strange flash?"

"Tianluo Star, which is far away from Tianshu Star, is difficult to see with the naked eye in this season. But that night, it suddenly flashed twice, unusually bright." Tang Xiangguo said, "Then it returned to darkness and never lit up again."

"Really?" King Baoshu muttered to himself, as if sighing, "Tianluo is bright again, and disaster is about to happen. No wonder a mere case of missing messenger will become bigger and bigger."

Tang Xiangguo didn't understand: "My king, Tianluo Star will be bright from autumn to early spring every year. This year it is only a month earlier, how can it be a sign of disaster?"

"Tianluo Star is bright on time, it is the regular movement of the sky. But unexpected flashes represent war and chaos; you are too short-lived and have not seen the trouble it brings." King Baoshu said coldly, "Just say that the last time it started to flash randomly was one hundred and sixty or seventy years ago."

One hundred and sixty or seventy years ago, what kind of war and chaos did Beijia encounter? Prime Minister Tang was also well-educated. He was a little surprised after thinking about it: "Is it the rise of Panlong City?"

"More than ten years ago, it was the rebellion of Yuan Kingdom." Baoshu King said, "Let's not talk about the two hundred years ago."

"If the disaster is coming, how should our country respond?"

"Let the historian monitor closely to see if Tianluo Star is still flashing behind it, and then see how Lingxu City reacts." Baoshu King said in a deep voice, "Our country must also prepare for a rainy day. Pass on my order, starting from now on, strictly check taxes, streamline administration and increase troops, and count granaries. From the royal court to the local areas, redundant personnel must be eliminated and capable generals must be promoted. There are also weapons and horses to purchase..."

Prime Minister Tang said at the right time: "My king, these two things are not urgent, so as to avoid misunderstandings in Lingxu City."

"... Well, you are right. Let's not do these two things for now, and the others should have been done long ago."

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The night above Baisha was bright and the stars were sparse, but He Lingchuan had no intention of appreciating them.

He calculated the time and closed the doors and windows tightly, and also ordered Shanyue's guards to stand guard at the door, not allowing anyone to enter or leave.

The beech doors and windows had a first-class sealing effect. He lit incense and tried it. The smoke column went up vertically, and there was almost no wind in the room.

Very good.

He Lingchuan then took out a branch as thick as a chopstick and threw it on the table, and then lit two more incense sticks, muttering something.

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

This was a small clone left after the Hundred-Faced Nightmare was defeated by him, no, defeated in Panlong City.

"Come out?" He Lingchuan frowned at it, "Why are you smaller again?"

His attitude towards the nightmare was definitely not as pious as Cheng Yu's previous one, asking and begging, and flattering.

Facts have proved that the nightmare can come out without those at all.

"I've said it before, I'm a nightmare, I can only live in dreams! I can't get any nourishment staying in your soul land, I will only get weaker and weaker!" The nightmare of the strange head complained, "You've been ordering me to find someone recently, it consumes too much energy!"

It would be strange if he didn't get weak if his power was out without inflow!

He Lingchuan pretended not to hear, took out a short hair from the oil paper bag, and burned it to ashes in the candlelight.

Then he took out a note, wrote his name and birth date, and burned it to ashes.

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

"Seven-year-old boy? Have you changed your taste? How are you going to deal with him this time?"

"Don't hurt anyone, just find him." He Lingchuan said, "Someone has put a concealment array on him to isolate the tracking technique. You help me find his hiding place."

"That's easy, I'll go to his dream to see." The strange head shook his head, and was about to float away, and suddenly said, "Hey, let me go!"

Half of its tail was still in the branch.

This is a branch of the Guro sapling. Besides the Fusheng Sword, He Lingchuan is the only thing that can bring out the Panlong Dream.

The wooden sculpture on the seabed that Nightmare originally associated with was broken, so He Lingchuan just broke off a branch for it to live in. Anyway, the Guro tree is also a kind of seabed wood, more precious and more powerful.

"Let it go." He Lingchuan shook the small branch, and the latter reluctantly let go of Nightmare's tail.

He Lingchuan was not afraid that Nightmare would not come back, because this thing was being watched by the three corpse worms.

Then, Nightmare passed through the crack of the door and left in a flash.

Only He Lingchuan, who summoned it, could see its form, and the guards guarding the door outside were unaware of it.

In the long night, He Lingchuan simply sat down and crossed his legs to regulate his breathing.