Chapter 721

"Dangdangdang..."

in the Danshi room on the seventh floor of Si Tianjian, Song Qing stood in front of the anvil, rolling her sleeves, holding a purple and golden hammer and tongs of the same color, hammering steel.

His white clothes were covered with black ash, his forehead was sweating, and with thick black eyes, he seemed to die suddenly at any time.

After forging out the impurities, Song Qing took out a dark gold nail, aimed at the iron embryo, and hit the nail head with a sledgehammer.

In the harsh sound, the dark gold nail pierced the iron embryo.

"There's no way to compare, there's no way to compare..."

Song Qing shakes her head regretfully: "what kind of material is the magic sealing nail made of? Is there such a metal in the world

The magic nail in his hand was brought back by sun Xuanji. Entrusted by the alchemist Xu Ningyan, he gave the magic nail to Song Qing.

Mr. Xu is indeed a genius who is willing to contribute everything to alchemy. He is also Song Qing's confidant. He has contributed such an important artifact to Si Tianjian for research.

There is only one requirement for master Xu to contribute magic nails, that is, he hopes that alchemists can imitate magic nails.

The alchemists were moved.

Mr. Xu not only contributed the artifact, but also entrusted them with important tasks.

At this time, a white warlock quickly walked into the Dan room and said in a high voice:

"elder martial brother song, the supervisor asked you to take this box to the bottom of the building and give it to elder martial sister Zhong."

The supervisor..... Song qinglue took the wooden box with some doubts and asked:

"what is it?"

The white magician shook his head: "the supervisor said that only elder martial sister Zhong could open it."

Song Qing has always been an independent (rebellious) disciple. After hearing the words, he went directly to open the box, but failed to open it.

"All right!"

Song Qing nodded, holding a wooden box half a foot wide and one foot long, left the Dan room, followed the stairs to the first floor lobby, and then entered the ground through the iron door behind the hall.

The sound of footsteps reverberates in the quiet underground, and the oil lamps dye everything with a soft orange color.

Song Qing sniffed the staleness in the air. Most of the magicians in white were outside, either in the army or traveling to save people. There was less time for Zhong Li to open the door and breathe.

Through the dark and long corridor, Song Qing stops at the door of a forbidden room and looks inside through the air window on the door.

Zhong Li sat in the corner, in silence.

"Sister Zhong!"

Song Qing pushed the door open, went to her and sat down: "the supervisor asked me to give it to you."

Zhong Li opened his eyes and took over the wooden box. As soon as he started, the lock tongue opened automatically.

Open the lid of the box, yellow silk cloth laid in the box, lying a half arm long wooden hammer.

The wooden hammer is light brown, the handle is polished and shiny, and the hammer head and handle are carved with fine lines..

Zhong Li was stunned for a moment, and looked up at Song Qing.

Song Qing just lowered her head, and her elder martial brothers and sisters looked at each other and said in unison:

"random life hammer!"

Song Qing suddenly realized, and said: "no wonder the supervisor said that it was up to you to open the box. No one else can use this thing except you."

Random life hammer, according to the supervisor, was made by him when he was young.

Hitting someone's head with this hammer can change the temperament, but the temperament is uncontrollable, and the person holding the hammer and the person being knocked will be changed together.

People are divided into three, six and nine grades, and all walks of life have destiny.

If you change your life style, you will be punished by heaven, and your longevity will be halved.

That is to say, this broken hammer will not only make people's life style unpredictable changes, but also start by halving longevity.

However, Zhong Li is an exception, because Zhong Li's current life style belongs to "Heaven's Curse", and Luan Ming hammer can't change such a bad life style, so she can avoid side effects instead.

"Why did the supervisor give you this?"

Song Qing's face was blank: "although you are a prophet now, you will suffer all kinds of calamities. You can't do anything about it. But if you use it to change the fate of others, your disaster will be aggravated

Zhong Li shook his head and put away the hammer in silence.

"Well, when Caiwei was not in the sky watcher, I felt that the whole star watching building was clean. Younger martial sister Zhong, elder martial brother has to go back to refine the weapon. Let's go first. " Song Qing gets up and pushes away.

......

far away overseas.

The White Emperor, with white scales like jade, ox nosed crocodile, lion's mane, galloped on the sea.

The vast expanse of waves, eyes is the day, in addition to the day, only the vast endless ocean.

White Emperor in this difficult to distinguish the direction of the sea, accurately found the destination.

It lowered its head and gazed at the sea under its hooves. Its blue eyes lit up a deep, dark light, like a whirlpool.

Then a vortex appeared on the sea surface, which quickly expanded into a vortex with a diameter of tens of meters, and the foam surged.

The White Emperor plunges into the whirlpool with a long curved spear in his mouth, which looks like bone, stone, gold and jade.It is galloping, like a horse, scattered in the sky.

The vortex slowly subsided and the ocean recovered.

.......

Dongling city.

The urn city is built at the head of the city, and Xu Pingfeng stands on the top of the urn City, flying in white, like a banished immortal.

Looking north, a pot of wine in his hand.

...

the central military camp in Yunzhou.

The carts carrying Zizhong were going in and out of the barracks. The soldiers at the bottom of the barracks were repeatedly on duty and patrolling, waiting to go out at any time.

Compared with the Yunzhou army, which fought in the three fronts, the 30000 Chinese army is the most complete, and the elite has been recuperating and waiting for the day.

After a month, there were almost no soldiers in the barracks.

At this time, as winter gradually came to an end, the soldiers at the bottom were OK and had limited knowledge, but the middle and high-level generals began to be unable to sit still.

They realize that with the approach of spring, the advantages and disadvantages of their own side and Dafeng will begin to reverse step by step.

As a result, the voice of going out to fight is getting louder and louder.

Today, more than a dozen middle and high-level generals kneel outside the commander's tent and "bully" Qi Guangbo into sending troops.

Among them is Zhuo Haoran, who was demoted from the left army's school captain to the vice captain of the charge battalion.

"General, we can't wait any longer. If we don't take advantage of this winter to take Qingzhou, our army wants to fight to the capital after the Spring Festival. It's as hard as heaven."

Zhuo Haoran, whose left eye is gray and can't see anything, roared:

"the end general only wants to die, but please let the end general die on the battlefield, please send out his troops."

The generals around them echoed one after another. Although they looked down upon Zhuo Haoran, the defeated general, their position at this time was the same.

After a while of uproar, when the generals thought that they had returned without success, the military tent was lifted.

Qi Guangbo was dressed in military uniform. He held the handle of the sword with one hand. His eyes were calm and his face was indifferent. He glanced at the generals. Instead of getting angry, he said with a smile:

"he has a bit of patience to endure until now."

The only purpose Zhuo Hao said in dismay:

"general?"

Qi Guangbo said in a deep voice:

"Zhuo Haoran, you have buried six thousand elites in Songshan County, which should have been dealt with by military law. I cherish my talent and spare your life. Now I ask you, do you want to atone for what you have done? "

Zhuo Haoran said in a loud voice:

"if you can show your shame, you will die without regret."

Qi Guangbo threw out a letter with the seal of a handsome commander, and said faintly:

"lead eight thousand elite of the left army to Songshan county to support the three armies of dragon elephant, white rhinoceros and breaking the battle."

Zhuo Haoran's face was ecstatic:

"the last general will take orders!"

Qi Guangbo no longer looked at him, but turned to a general on the right:

"Wenxuan led 600 artillery troops in the artillery battalion, trapped 3000 soldiers in the camp, and supported the black armour and green Python armies in Dongling. At the same time, take the general's handwriting to Ji Xuan. "

Also throw out a book with a handsome seal.

"Zhao Bing, you lead 3000 light cavalry to cut off the supply line of Songshan county. You must travel day and night."

"......"

as orders were issued, soon half of the generals outside the account were sent away. Qi Guangbo swept the rest of the people and said calmly:

"pull out the camp and swallow Wan county with our commander."

......

Songshan county.

In the urn at the head of the city, Miao Youfang's angry voice came:

"no regret, Mo sang, I give you the go that the Central Plains scholars can learn. Is that how you repay me?

"Well, barbarians are barbarians."

Then there was mosang's voice:

"is this a very popular game among people in Central Plains? It's not so hard. Am I the legendary reader? "

Miao Youfang sneered:

"what do you know? It's called Dao Zhijian. The more simple things, the more profound knowledge.

"Look, I can swing these five pieces horizontally, vertically and obliquely. You can also place the two sides first and then the middle. The play is changeable and the steps are unpredictable. "

Mo sang, who had already put on light armor, scratched his head:

"although what you said is very reasonable, I still think it's very simple. I'm really the seed of reading. When the war is over, I'll stay in your central plains and get a champion. My father will be very happy. "

"What are you talking about?" Xu cijiu, who is biting the nest, has just stepped into the threshold of the urn after checking the garrison.

Miao Youfang said: "let's play go again. Chess is the way of a gentleman."

Xu Erlang said that he could play chess? Take a close look, black and white chessmen one two three connected into a line, the longest is four, whether white or black, even four will be cut off.

"You, you call it go?"

Xu Erlang looks at him strangely."Isn't it?" Miao Youfang asked. Without waiting for Xu Erlang to speak, he said, "Hey!" don't think that playing chess is the privilege of your scholars. In fact, what's the difficulty. With my intelligence, I can find out the secret in a cup of tea.

"I didn't know how to play chess before. I was just fooled by you scholars."

Mo sang echoed on one side:

"I also think it's simple. Mr. Xu, do you think I can be a champion like you? We haven't had a champion in southern Xinjiang yet. "

I think your Zhongyuan dialect has changed to a new standard..... Xu Xinnian chews on Wowotou:

"brother Miao, who taught you how to play chess."

When Miao Youfang lost his son, he should reply:

"your sister-in-law."

Xu new year a Leng: "which?"

Which one? Miao Youfang was stunned and thought about it carefully, saying: "the ugliest one."

Xu new year carefully recalled, Leng did not guess who he said the ugliest refers to.

"You just say the name."

"Mu Nanzhi."

Who is mu Nanzhi? Forget it. If you have a chance to see her later, remember to tell her that Miao Youfang said she was ugly. Xu Xinnian secretly wrote it down, then arched his hands to two brilliant comrades in arms and went to read the book of war.

The scholar's mind is all-around and basic operation.