The Immortal Emperor is so fertile

"Quick!"

Qin's mother kicked Qin Tian and looked at the babbling grandson in front of her with a face full of joy.

Father Qin also had the same look on his face. He wished he could transform into the Avalokitesvara with a thousand heads and a thousand hands, pick up the ten pink meat dumplings in front of him and kiss them endlessly...

Well, it's mostly a visual impact.

After all, the old couple used to hold one grandson at a time, and occasionally twins, but now all they can see are grandsons, which means they have eaten a lot of spiritual fruit elixirs on weekdays and have strong bodies, otherwise they would faint with joy every minute. past……

Qingqiu, who immediately recovered after giving birth next to him, looked a little depressed.

After all, she still has ninety children to give birth to...

Useless man... Qingqiu stared at Qin Tian with anger on his face.

Qin Tian: "..."

He averted his eyes, not to look at the stupid woman, but to look at the group of babies who were connected to him by blood.

See it through his current eyes.

The ten children have mediocre qualifications, have not drawn any SSR, and basically have middle-grade spiritual roots.

But it was of great benefit to him!

After all, giving birth to a child can not only obtain system rewards, but also purify his own spiritual roots!

Qin Tian felt his body for a while and found that his spiritual roots had quietly jumped from high-grade miscellaneous spiritual roots to high-grade wood spiritual roots. Although the spiritual roots were still mixed, the wood attribute had already occupied an absolute position!

The speed of swallowing spiritual energy has increased again!

Qin Tian looked at the mountains of ‘experience pills’ piled up in the Qiankun Ring…

Well, it’s Yuehua Golden Pill.

He will bring a little bit of shock to the world of cultivation!

But not now.

Now he still has things to do. After all, Qin's mother next to him is looking for bamboo sticks, preparing to let Qin Tian recall his childhood memories...

Qin Tian: "..."

He scratched his head and walked over, smiling and asked: "Are the current orders according to the order of birth?"

Qingqiu nodded slowly.

Under the bright eyes of Mu Yourong and others, Qin Tian said with a confident smile: "Since they are arranged in order and they happen to be decuplets, let's name them according to the heavenly stems!"

"The boss's name is Qin Jia."

"The second child's name is Qin Yi."

"The third child's name is Qin Bing..."

"By analogy, Qin Ding, Qin Wu, Qin Ji, Qin Geng, Qin Xin, Qin Ren, Qin Gui..."

After Qin Tian finished speaking, his face looked like "I'm so smart."

Father Qin: "..."

Qin’s mother: “…”

Qingqiu:o(╥﹏╥)o

Mu Yourong was stunned as he waited for his concubine.

Except Zi Jiaojiao.

No matter what I say, it's not difficult for him at all... Zi Jiaojiao looked at Qin Tian, ​​whose face was full of wit, full of tenderness and sweetness.

Well, she felt the 'father's presence' in Qin Tian, ​​and the relationship between husband and wife has changed a little...

Qin Tian just looked arrogant.

Then, he was punished by Qin's mother.

"Ayo!"

Qin Tian rubbed his thighs and began to circle the pillar.

Well, it was just walking around a flower tree, avoiding the fried pork with bamboo shoots cooked by my mother.

Qin's mother was so angry that she couldn't catch up.

"Mother, you are going to kill me without teaching me!"

"Okay, I'll let you know clearly!"

Qin's mother panted and threw away the bamboo stick in her hand, glaring angrily: "In the past, you were lazy and used radicals in naming my grandson. I tolerated it, but this time you actually made up a 'Tiangan'?"

"The key is that each one sounds worse than the other!"

"Stop, let me hit Guguai two hundred times to calm down!"

Father Qin secretly applauded.

After all, since he was a child, he had been regarded as the villain and Qin's mother as a good person. Now, finally, mother and son have turned against each other!

Qin Tian: "..."

The old lady doesn't know good things... Qin Tian scratched his head.

Well, actually you can’t blame others.

After all, ‘Heavenly Stems’ is Blue Star’s calendar and is not an iron law that is universally applicable. Naturally, Qin’s mother didn’t know.

Qin Tian thought for a moment and put on a smile: "Mom said the name is unpleasant because she doesn't know its meaning."

"A is Yang wood, symbolizing the pillar wood."

"B is the yin wood, symbolizing the tree of flowers and fruits."

"C is Yang fire, symbolizing the fire of the sun."

"Ding is the yin fire, symbolizing the fire of lamps and candles."

…

He studied it very carefully.

But Qin's mother still had a look on her face that said, "I don't study well, so don't lie to me."

Qin Tian had no choice but to spread his hands and said, "How about giving each child a Taoist name with a similar meaning?"

Qin's mother stared: "If it doesn't sound good, let your father beat you!"

Qin Tian: "..."

Qin Tian looked at his father who was eager to try, and actively saved himself: "Qin Jia's road is called Yan Feng, Qin Yi's road is called Zhan Meng, Qin Bing's road is called Rou Zhao, Qin Ding's road is Qiang Yu... From then on, they were for Yong, Tu Wei, Shang Zhang, Chongguang, Xuanxuan, Zhaoyang!"

"What do you think, mother?"

Mother Qin's face looked unclear and serious.

She turned from anger to joy: "Okay, okay, just call it like this!"

Father Qin's face was full of disappointment.

Qin Tian breathed a sigh of relief.

Qingqiu stepped closer to Qin Tian, ​​with a foxy look on his face: "I heard that Junhou has a peerless skill. Now that I have met the prerequisites for practicing the skill, I wonder if I can teach it to me or let me By improving your body and mind, you can better serve your princes..."

Qin Tian nodded lightly.

Soon, he regretted it.

"What?"

"You have it again?"

"whee……"

Qingqiu touched her belly contentedly, and said with a smile: "Just now, that was my first child. I had no experience and my body had not adapted. Now this is my second child. Qin Hou, guess how many children I will have this time?"

Qin Tian: "..."

He didn't want to talk now.

Well, he was pretending.

After all, the process of giving birth is very pleasant, and he is not the one who is pregnant. The important thing is that the reward for giving birth belongs to him!

One hundred and eight children for a good person... Qin Tian made a gesture of cheering, and forced himself to get dressed and leave.

Qingqiu was full of doubts.

Somehow, she felt like she was stealing a chicken but lost a rice bowl...

But it doesn't matter.

Give birth to a hundred children, and she will be free!

Qingqiu couldn't help but show the smile of "Party B" who is willing to be a servant to others.

…………………………

Time flies.

It has been more than a month since Qin Tian's "big harvest".

All the big and small things of Qin were going on in an orderly manner.

The various tribes of Beidi were registered as citizens and became new Qin people.

But there were still hidden dangers.

The northern border of Qin had experienced the transformation of "Ten Suns Rising Together" and the Golden Dragon of Luck. It was no longer the bitter and cold land of the past. The population carrying capacity had increased by at least ten times. It was about one-fifth of the land of a deserted state. With only 100 million people living on it, it seemed extremely sparsely populated!

The important thing is that the northern border of Qin now borders many vassal states and is surrounded by wolves.

Therefore, more people are needed to fill all the uninhabited areas!

So, the three dukes and nine ministers, including Zhou Liang, Lin Zhao, Han Yang, Li Qi and others, gathered in the Afang Palace and fired twelve "nails" to drag Qin Tian out of the gentle land of drunkenness and dream.

Qin Tian: "..."

These guys have less and less sense of boundaries... Qin Tian sighed and spread his hands: "After some time, I will take another concubine. Then I can send a letter and change the dowry to surplus population, right?"

"I'm afraid it won't work."

Zhou Liang said seriously: "The northern border is vast, and it must have 2 billion people... Even if Your Majesty is a concubine, I'm afraid you won't have such a rich dowry!"