The Alchemist God

In the afternoon, the lazy sunlight fell on the Zetian Hall, reflecting the shadows of stone pillars engraved with dragon patterns. There were only dozens of people in the hall, but they were all important ministers of the empire. ○

Qin Yin seems to have just finished training, wearing a dark blue soft armor, even so, her mature and proud figure still can't hide the leather armor, a beautiful face is extremely charming, with thin eyebrows Bent, her little Qiong nose is slightly upturned, her face is like white jade, her face is as bright as a flower, and a golden purple hyacinth flower emblem on her chest shines movingly. Two princesses from the Demon Race have been kidnapped?

yes.

Feng Jixing clasped his fists and said: It is the two jewels in the palm of the Demon Emperor, the eldest princess Feng Jing'er and the youngest princess Feng Ning'er, according to the words of the two high-ranking demon captives, these two princesses are the most beloved children of the Demon Emperor.

Qin Yin was slightly overjoyed: That's great!

On the side, Su Muyun clasped his fists and said, Your Highness, the empire has just gone through a war and needs to recuperate for a while, and it will also take some time to repair the steel wall and restore the river in the Daojiang River Basin. These two demon princesses came at the right time. , The old minister suggested that they should use them to negotiate peace with the demons to gain a breathing space for the empire.

Well, that's exactly what I mean. Qin Yin nodded and smiled.

Zeng Yifan squinted his eyes and said respectfully: Your Highness, the old minister suggested that if we negotiate a peace, only return one princess and keep the other, so that we can always have a hostage in our hands, and if the demons become angry and attack forcefully, That's just right, if we use the advantage of the steel wall to defeat them for a while, the demons will probably be gone.

The end will be seconded.

Feng Jixing clasped his fists and said: The demons have two major armies, and the total number of armored demons is about 400,000. For more than a year, there have been wars on the Daojiang River, and the demons have attacked the Yihe Kingdom in the south of Lingnan, and Long Qianlin's army Fighting, the same damage was serious, and was attacked and killed 60,000 by Commander Yu in the wild fire. The number of armored demons in the demon clan has shrunk from 400,000 to about 150,000. The current demon clan is no longer the demon clan it was a year ago. The family is so tyrannical.

Um.

Qin Yin said with a smile: Commander Feng said well, my lords, who do you think it would be better for us to send to negotiate peace with the demons?

It must be a person who can speak well. Tang Lan said.

Zeng Yifan clasped his fists together: The old minister is willing to send an envoy to the demon clan with a three-inch tongue.

Qin Yin was stunned: Shenhou just returned to Lanyan City, and he is also an important minister of the empire, so he can't take risks.

The old minister is an old man, I don't know how much more he can do for the empire. Zeng Yifan sighed, his face a little bit of vicissitudes, and said: I, Zeng Yifan, have been loyal to the empire all my life, and I want to make some extraordinary achievements , It does not disgrace my name in the Lingyun Pavilion, but what is a pity is that the late emperor did not trust me, and the old minister returns to the empire at this moment, only hoping to do his best for His Highness before he dies.

Lin Muyu looked at Zeng Yifan, at this time Zeng Yifan was not that domineering marquis at all, but just a drooping old man, suddenly Lin Muyu thought that he might just be Zeng Xiang's father, the father of the person Chu Huaimin loved That's all.

Therefore, Lin Muyu respectfully said: Your Highness, I think it is feasible for the Marquis of the Gods to send an envoy to the Demon Race, in terms of prestige and strength.

Feng Jixing nodded together: Well, the last general also thinks so.

Qin Yin smiled slightly: Then, the God of Hard Work has gone to Winter Frost City once.

Yes, the old minister must fulfill his mission!

...

Until dusk, a lot of big and small matters of the empire were discussed. In fact, many things were done by civil servants. I heard Lin Muyu, Feng Jixing, Wei Qiu, Situ Sen and other generals drowsy and glanced at them. In the distance, Pingnan Hou Xiangyu stood there calmly, with his head lowered, and he snored slightly.

Damn...you are indeed a descendant of Xiang Wentian... Situ Sen grinned.

Lin Muyu also suppressed a smile.

At this moment, the female official Shangguan Jingyue announced the end of the meeting, and walked straight forward, smiling: Yun Linghou, Your Highness, please stay and go to the back hall to discuss matters.

yes.

Feng Jixing and the others naturally knew that the female emperor's summoning of Lin Muyu alone must be a matter of affection, so they touched their noses resentfully and went to drink together.

...

In a blink of an eye, there were only Lin Muyu and Qin Yin on the main hall. Qin Yin walked down the royal steps with a smile, took Lin Muyu's hand, and said, Let's go, our ancestors have been waiting for us for a long time.

Huh? Are we going to meet our ancestors?

yes!

Qin Yin smiled slightly and said: When I practiced Dragon Slaying Jue with Lord Qu Chu recently, it was my ancestors who taught me how to cultivate. Xiao Yin will definitely be able to step into the sanctuary soon!

The sanctuary can keep the face, this is the realm that all female practitioners have dreamed of for a long time, to keep the face in the most beautiful years, although Qin Yin is an empress, she is no exception.

Yangxin Pavilion, located in the depths of Zetian Temple, is the place where the emperors used to meditate. The Yangxin Pavilion is not big, just a small attic. It was burned down when the Yihe Kingdom slaughtered the city. , Today's Yangxin Pavilion is only rebuilt, even the blue paint is newly painted.

Squeak...

Qin Yin gently pushed the door open, and the setting sun shone into the attic. In the distance, Qin Han was sitting majestically on a wicker chair, spinning around his body with divine power, and said with a smile, Are you here?

Qin Yin nodded and smiled: There are a lot of things to discuss in the afternoon, so the ancestors have been waiting for a long time!

It's okay, come here.

When Lin Muyu and Qin Yin approached, Qin Han stood up slowly, his eyes were full of brilliance, and said: There have not been many people with dual martial arts since ancient times, but your dual martial souls are both first-class martial arts! The soul is really precious, the rest of the ancestors have nothing to teach you, just ask, do you know the art of martial soul fusion?

Martial soul fusion? Lin Muyu was taken aback, then shook his head blankly: Ancestor, I don't know anything about it.

I knew it.

Qin Han walked forward slowly and said, Come on, let me show you first.

As he spoke, Qin Han let out a soft shout, and with a buzz, the twelve god-binding locks burst out of his body, shining golden light, and then he opened his hand with one hand, saying: Bahuang Sword, come out!

The gust of wind swirled violently, and divine power was rapidly flowing around. A golden long sword slowly emerged from Qin Han's palm. He said leisurely, This is my other martial spirit, the first-class Eight Desolation Sword, which is also in the hands of Qin Han. He only awakened in his body the moment he stepped into the divine realm, now you should carefully sense the power changes during the fusion process of the two martial souls!

Yes, ancestor!

Qin Han groaned, and the God-binding locks began to spin around the Eight Desolation Sword. The golden chains disintegrated inch by inch and penetrated into the Eight Desolation Sword, making the Eight Desolation Sword even more radiant. When they all turned into golden runes and swirled around the Eight Desolation Sword, the light almost rushed out of the attic.

Lin Muyu was stunned. He could clearly feel that when the God-binding lock was integrated into the Eight Desolation Sword, the superposition of power was not 1+1=2, but a geometric growth. The strength of the Eight Desolation Sword has increased by at least five times!

Did you see it? With a slight smile on his face, Qin Han gently shook his palm, and the Eight Desolation Sword quickly penetrated into his body.

Lin Muyu nodded heavily: I see, it's amazing that Wuhun can still fuse like this. Ancestor, with your ability, can you kill Luo Lan?

Luo Lan?

Qin Han couldn't help laughing: With my martial soul fused, Luo Lan might not even be able to catch my ten moves.

Qin Yin immediately knelt down and said: If this is the case, please ancestors go to Lingnan Seven Realms Palace and kill Luo Lan!

no.

Qin Han took a deep breath and murmured: Although I am only a god of the lower realm, I must abide by the laws of the heavens. Except for the battle of the gods, any fighting between gods violates the laws. I will be punished by the gods of the heavens. hunted down.

Battle of God's Domain?

That's right, the most recent battle in God's Domain was two hundred years ago. Emperor Qin Yi led the gods to hunt and kill the Seven Luminaries Demon Emperor. Unfortunately... Qin Han shook his head and said with a smile: It failed.

Lin Muyu couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive.

Qin Han looked at him with a smile: Boy, don't be nervous. Although I can sense the Qiyao profound power of the Qiyao Demon Emperor in your body, you are an upright person and will never kill innocent people indiscriminately like the Qiyao Demon Emperor. This martial spirit It took me hundreds of years to get a glimpse of the tricks of fusion, as long as you are willing to learn, I will still teach you, after all, Xiaoyin’s country still needs your power to protect.”

Thank you ancestor! Lin Muyu said gratefully.

Stop talking so much, sit down cross-legged, and while I'm teaching you the fusion of martial souls, I'll teach Xiao Yin how to cultivate the God-binding lock.

yes!

...

Lin Muyu and Qin Yin sat side by side, slowly sacrificed their martial souls, and their fighting spirit swirled around. Just as Qin Han said, he was able to use two things at once. While teaching Lin Muyu the fusion of martial souls, he also continued to teach Qin Yin how to improve the bondage. The power of God Lock.

The fusion of martial souls is divided into four realms-Zhi Ge: practice in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and control two kinds of martial souls at the same time, and the martial souls do not conflict with the original source: cultivate the original source of the martial soul, so that the two martial souls are more mutual. Familiarization of the Realm: A first look at the peak power of martial arts Fusion: Decompose two martial arts and fuse them into one...

Obviously, Lin Muyu's martial soul cultivation is still far behind. Qin Han said that during the last battle of the God Realm, a strong man from the second level of the God Realm fell into the Mortal Realm and fought against him in the Snow Region for two days and two days. Ye, was finally killed by Qin Han. Those with two martial arts were born with an absolute advantage. As long as they can fuse and become stronger, they can leapfrog challenges. The battle between gods is not an absolute standard.

The first level of martial soul fusion is to stop fighting, and the words are concise and to the point. There must be no conflict or conflict between the two martial souls operating in the sea of ​​mind, otherwise it will not be regarded as the completion of cultivation.

Both Lin Muyu and Qin Yin closed their eyes and sat there quietly performing martial arts.

Qin Han, on the other hand, was sitting on a chair, watching the cultivation of the two juniors, with the kindness and doting in his eyes that could not be concealed. This strong man known as the number one genius in the empire for tens of thousands of years, actually felt extremely lonely after practicing for thousands of years. He encountered great obstacles on the road of cultivating the mind of a cultivator. Unfeeling and absolutely loving, so I can only rely on the trace of family affection brought to me by the two juniors to continue my practice, so as to reach a more supreme state.