The Alchemist God

A few days later, it was another spring plowing festival, and every house in Lanyan City was decorated with lanterns and festoons. People always hoped that blessings to God would bring good weather in the new year, but they didn’t know that the weather was beyond the control of gods. , but it is driven by the rotation of the planet, the change of the earth, and the rise and fall of temperature, but all these seem to be unimportant. People still celebrate the Spring Plowing Festival, which is more like a habit.

In the early morning, Lin Muyu led all the generals above the rank of ten thousand commanders of the Gendan Battalion to set off slowly, and went to Zetian Hall to participate in the etiquette of the Empire's Spring Plowing Festival, just like in previous years.

There was a very lively scene in the Zetian Hall, and the officials congratulated and saluted each other, just like the Spring Festival. Lin Muyu couldn't help sighing secretly, remembering that he also participated in the Spring Plowing Festival five years ago, when Qin Jin was still there, but now, the old officials died one by one, and the imperial leaders were replaced by younger generations one by one, the wheel of history can't be taken care of Anyone's reluctance and reluctance are just rolling according to time, crushing all vows and dreams.

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Not long after, Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi went up to the hall side by side, and all the officials knelt down on one knee to salute, shouting long live.

Before the celebration started, Ji Lin, the head of Tianshu Pavilion, walked forward tremblingly, picked up a scroll and read it: Recently, Tianshu Pavilion has collected two low-grade heavenly books, 23 local books, and 97 books. Lingshu, 214 people's books, this is the detailed catalogue, please read it Your Highness.

After reading it, Qin Yin said happily: Your Excellency Ji Lin has worked hard, so... this afternoon, the Ministry of War Shang Shufeng will personally lead the forbidden army to the Tianshu Pavilion to pick up the books. Let the major legions use it as appropriate.

Ji Lin bowed his head and said, Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness!

Tianshu Pavilion has been established for a long time, and there are hundreds of books collected from the ground, all of which are handed over to the Ministry of War for use, which directly makes Feng Jixing feel like he has become a big family in an instant!

Qin Yin's appointment of him as Minister of the Ministry of War is precisely for this wish. Once Feng Jixing becomes Minister of the Ministry of War, he will be able to control huge resources. At least the Gendan Battalion and the Forbidden Army will never be wronged in the distribution of equipment and food. , not only will not be wronged, but will also become his own son and be taken care of.

When the celebration started, everyone came outside together. Qin Yin was wearing a gold-plated dark purple robe, standing in the wind with swaying hair on her temples, she was so beautiful, she looked behind her from a distance, and said with a smile: Xi Princess, Commander Yu, come with me to lead the ox and hold the plow!

Tang Xiaoxi and Lin Muyu stepped forward happily.

At this time, Xuanyuanhong, the chief deacon of the temple, walked up to the high platform holding the imperial edict, and began to read the empress's spring plowing festival dedication. People can also hear it very clearly.

While Xuanyuanhong was reading the imperial edict, Lin Muyu also put a plow on a cow, and then led the cow to walk on a piece of land excavated by the Imperial Forest Army. Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi each held a plow on one side, and followed Lin Muyu to cultivate with smiles. wasteland.

In the distance, the people shouted long live, and knelt down in groups.

The Qin family has ruled the mainland for ten thousand years. Compared with the uprising and the cruelty of the country, it is still kind to the people. This is why Qin Yin is widely supported. Besides, many people come here for the beauty of the empress. Looking at it from a distance, then The beauty in the fluttering white robe is like a fairy descending to the earth, how can she not be excited.

Lin Muyu led the ox slowly and said in a soft voice: There has been movement from the demon clan. These days, Feather Book has been reporting that the armored demon army of the demon clan is constantly gathering in Winter Frost City. According to their garrison Speed, within a month, the demons will inevitably attack the steel wall in Cangnan province.

Yeah. Qin Yin nodded lightly: We're going to fight again.

Lin Muyu smiled slightly: Let's fight for a battle this time to decide the world!

Oh? Brother Ah Yu has such confidence?

yes.

Lin Muyu looked up at the sky, recalling in his mind that he had checked the firing of the magic crystal cannon last night. Qin Ziling had mastered the bombing technique, and every cannon could be fired. The only shortcoming was the range, which was up to 500 meters. It will only work if you are very close to the target, but there is no way to do it. The lack of technology can only be improved slowly, but Lin Muyu has ordered Qin Ziling to cast magic crystal cannons in batches. In the next battle, the magic crystal cannons will be Build miracles!

Qin Yin didn't know what Lin Muyu was thinking, but she just smiled and said: I don't care, anyway, I will personally supervise the battle, and I will personally conquer it.

oh?

Lin Muyu squinted her eyes, extended her spiritual pulse technique to detect the flow of fighting energy in Qin Yin's body, and found that she seemed to be unable to see through Qin Yin's cultivation. The power flowing in her body was not pure fighting flames of the king at all, but a Mysterious power and supernatural power that is several times stronger than King Fighting Flame! Could it be that Qin Yin has stepped into the realm of gods? It shouldn't be, breaking through and stepping into the realm of gods at the age of 25 is unprecedented. Qin Yin is not so talented even if she is very talented!

As if seeing that Lin Muyu was investigating her, Qin Yin burst into a smile: Don't look, I'm only at the Saint King Realm, but... I'm confident that I can have more than 30% chance of winning against the Supreme God!

Thirty percent is not enough, I don't care, anyway, I don't agree with your personal conquest.

Hmph, I'm going anyway, I don't care...

Tang Xiaoxi's scalp became numb as she listened: My good fellow, please stop being self-willed during such a sacred ceremony, okay? I don't care, I'm going to fight anyway.

In the distance, Feng Jixing folded his arms, looked at Lin Muyu, Qin Yin, and Tang Xiaoxi's plowing fields, and suddenly groaned.

Zhang Wei narrowed his eyes and asked, Commander, what's wrong?

Feng Jixing nodded, his eyes shone with wisdom, and said: I don't care, anyway, I'm going to drink at Hualou tonight, once the war starts, I won't have such a chance.

Zhang Wei's body was shaken, he didn't know what to say, his whole body was messed up in the wind.

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In the afternoon, Feng Jixing transported batches of Tianshu artifact embryos from Tianshu Pavilion into cars, which made Liu Feng, Liu Ying, Ouyang Bao and others in Tianshu Pavilion feel distressed, but this is fate, and the scribes who settled in Tianshu Pavilion are doomed. It is just a tool to mass-produce heavenly books. The meaning of their existence is to write more and stronger heavenly books for the empire in exchange for the glory of being a marquis.

Before Feng Jixing entered the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of War, he saw a group of familiar figures, including Lin Muyu, Wei Qiu, Situ Sen and others, with hundreds of cavalry from the Gendan Battalion.

Ouch, this guy...

Feng Jixing complained endlessly: He was waiting for me before I entered the door, how could there be such a person!

Zhang Wei chuckled: He was originally this kind of person!

Lin Muyu had already rode his horse to meet him, and said with a smile: Brother Feng, my good brother, I'm here to collect the embryos of the Heavenly Book from the Longdan Camp. Look... are my five carriages enough?

Feng Jixing stared round his eyes: There are only five carts in total, why don't you just take them all away and take my life away!

Oh, you said these are too outlandish, then I'll take three cars.

Come on, you kid is pulling shit, one car by one car? I will give you one car at most.

That won't work. The Gentian Legion is the first legion bestowed by His Highness. You want to send me away with just one cart, at least two carts!

Absolutely not. More than a dozen legions in the empire are waiting to distribute the materials for the embryonic artifacts of the Book of Heaven. They are all given to you. What can we do? We will give you a cart and a half at most!

It's a deal, a car and a half is a car and a half, I suffer a bit.

Lin Muyu got off the horse, opened the first carriage, reached out and grabbed a dagger, weighed it, and said with a khaki-colored divine inscription on it, said with a smile: This middle-grade book is good, I accept it, ouch... this top-grade The book from the ground is also top-quality, I want it, and this top-quality book from the ground, so many good things...

Feng Jixing was trembling with anger: Ah Yu, these supplies must be registered, and you thought you were allowed to pick them at will! Brat, you put down that top-quality book for me, I was the one who fell in love with it first.

Look at your stinginess, how did you become a minister of the Ministry of War? You should be a servant in the Ministry of household affairs if you are so stingy.

Lin Muyu saw that most of the carriage was full of books from the ground, spirit books, or even no human books at all. They were all top-quality embryos, so she couldn't help but walked forward with a smile on her face, grabbed the reins of the trailer horse, and drove The horse soldier smiled and said, Brother, come down.

How dare the soldier say anything more: Yes, Commander Yu!

Hey, what do you want to do kid? Feng Jixing's eyes widened.

Lin Muyu turned over and got into the carriage, smiling brightly: What else can you do, Brother Feng, you said, give me a cart and a half of heavenly books, I want all the heavenly books in this cart, hehehe...

You are so beautiful, no, come down for me.

Stingy Jin, I think you should not call Feng Jixing in the future, but call Feng stingy. We have a brotherhood. Isn't this cart of military supplies worthless? Get out of the way, I will drive the horse away, don't you If I got hit, I can't afford it.

Stinky boy, don't go!

When Feng Jixing wanted to say more, Lin Muyu had already galloped away, and disappeared from the Minister's Mansion of the Ministry of War in a flash. This is where he is getting supplies, which is no different from Ming Qiang.

Feng Jixing was so angry that he gritted his teeth: My bastard, brat, I'm so mad!

At this time, Situ Xue stepped forward with a beautiful smile on her face, and said, Commander Feng, we still have half a carload of supplies in the Longdan camp, do you want me to pick them up myself?

No, absolutely not!

The celestial artifacts on this carriage are pretty good. Come here, unload half of them, and we'll go straight to the carriage. The Ministry of War is very rich, but this carriage is not bad. Situ Sen was already busy driving. up.

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Not long after, a cart and a half of Tianshu artifact embryos were snatched away.

Feng Jixing stood there lonely, heartbroken, as if the Ministry of War had encountered a group of robbers.

Luo Yu coughed and said, Commander, what should we do now? Do you still need to register?

Register what...

Feng Jixing gritted his teeth and said: Select half of the remaining three and a half carts of earth books and spirit books for the imperial army to use, and distribute the rest to the various legions to deal with. Also, all the low-grade heavenly books are reserved for the imperial army.

Commander, Commander Yu has snatched all the low-grade heavenly books, so where are they left?

ah……

Feng Jixing let out a miserable howl, not even thinking about drinking flower wine.