Chapter 448： Wuhun fusion

In the afternoon, the lazy sun blew out in the Zetian Hall, reflecting a shadow of a stone pillar engraved with a dragon pattern. There are only a few dozen people in the hall, but they are all important ministers of the empire. ○

Qin Yin seems to have just finished cultivating, wearing a dark blue soft armor, so much, the increasingly mature and proud figure can still cover up the leather armor, a beautiful face is extremely charming, fine eyebrows Bent, the small Qiong nose slightly upturned, the face like white jade, Yan Ruohua, a golden purple flower emblem on the chest shines with a moving light, she sits quietly on the throne, said: "I heard the genus of the wind commander Did you come to the Princess of the two Mozu?"

"Yes."

The wind continued to hold the fist: "It is the two emperors' magic beads, the long princess Feng Jinger, the little princess Feng Ninger, according to the words of two higher Mozu captives, these two princesses are the most favored children of the devil. ”

Qin Yin is a little hi: "Great!"

On the side, Su Muyun hugs his fist: "His Royal Highness, the empire has just experienced the war, and needs to recuperate for a while, and the repair of the steel retaining wall and the river repair in the Daojiang River Basin will take some time. These two Mozu princesses are coming. The veteran suggested that they use the Mozu to negotiate and give the empire a chance to breathe."

"Well, I mean this too." Qin Yin nodded and smiled.

Yan Yifan squinted and respectfully said: "His Royal Highness, the old minister suggested that if you agree, you will only return one princess and leave another, so that we can always have a hostage in our hands, and if the Mozu is angry and violently attacked, That's right, we can take advantage of the advantages of the steel retaining wall to win them for a while, and the Mozu can be around at sunset."

"The last will be seconded."

The wind continued to hold the fist: "The Mozu has two major regiments. The total number of the demons is about 40w. Over the past year or so, there have been wars on the Daojiang River, and the Mozu attacked the Yihe Kingdom of Lingnan and the army of Long Qianlin. Fighting, the same serious damage, and was led by the rain in the wildfires to kill 60,000, the number of demons of the Mozu has been reduced from 400,000 to about 150,000, now the Mozu, long ago is not the magic of a year ago The tyrannical tyranny."

"Ok."

Qin Yin smiled and said: "The wind commander said well, you adults, do you think that we are sending people to negotiate with the Mozu?"

"It must be a person who can speak and speak." Tang said.

Yan Yifan has a fist: "The old minister is willing to use the three-inch tongue to make the Mozu."

Qin Yin smashed: "Shen Hou has just returned to Lan Yan City, and it is also an important minister of the Empire."

"The old man has an old bone. I don't know how many things can be done for the empire." Yan Yifan sighed and sighed with grief on his face. "I am also loyal to the empire for a lifetime, I want to make a success." I am not humiliated. I am in the name of Lingyunge. It is a sigh that the Emperor did not trust me. The old minister returned to the empire at this moment, only to be able to do his best for the temple before he died."

Lin Muyu looked at Yan Yifan. At this time, Yi Yifan was not the flying god. It was just a drooping old man. Suddenly Lin Muyu thought that he might be the father of Xiaoxiang and the father of Chu Huai’s loved one. It’s gone.

Therefore, Lin Muyu respectfully said: "His Royal Highness, I think that the priests can make the Mozu feasible, and the prestige and strength can be."

The wind continued to nod and said: "Well, I will think so at the end."

Qin Yin smiled slightly: "So, the hard gods went to the winter frost city once."

"Yes, the old minister must not disgrace the mission!"

......

Until the evening, the size of the empire was discussed a lot. In fact, many things were done by the literary ministers. I heard that Lin Muyu, Feng Jixing, Wei Qiu, Situ Sen and other military generals were drowsy and glanced. In the distance, Pingnan Hou Xiang squatted and stood there, his head was drooping, and he made a slight snoring.

"Mother's ... is not a descendant of Xiang Wentian..." Situsen grinned.

Lin Muyu also smiled.

At this time, the female official Shangguan Jingyue announced the meeting, and walked straight ahead, laughing: "Yun Yunhou, Your Highness, please stay, go to the apse."

"Yes."

The wind and other people naturally know that the female emperor alone called Lin Muyu must be a matter of children's love, and the nose touched the nose to drink.

......

In the twinkling of an eye, there was only Lin Muyu and Qin Yin. Qin Yin smiled and walked down the king's step, took Lin Muyu's hand and said, "Let's go, the ancestors have been waiting for us for a long time."

"Ah? We are going to see the ancestors?"

"Yes!"

Qin Yin pear whispered and smiled: "I recently followed the Qu Chu adults to practice the dragons and dragons, all of them are the ancestors who pointed me to the cultivation, and soon Xiao Yin will surely step into the sanctuary!"

The sanctuary can stand in the face, this is the realm that all female practitioners have long dreamed of, leaving the face in the most beautiful years, although Qin Yin is a female emperor, but it is no exception.

Yangxin Pavilion, located in the depths of Zetian Temple, is a place where the emperors used to retreat. The Yangxin Pavilion is not big. It is just a small attic. It was burned in the fire of the Yihe National Government. Nowadays, the Yangxin Pavilion is only reconstructed, and even those blue paints are newly painted.

"Oh..."

Qin Yin gently pushed the door open, and the sun shone into the attic. Far away, Qin Han sat on a wicker chair, and he turned around and smiled. "You are coming?"

Qin Yin nodded and smiled: "There is more discussion in the afternoon, let the ancestors wait for a long time!"

"It doesn't matter, come over."

When Lin Muyu and Qin Yin approached, Qin Han slowly stood up and his eyes were full of glory. He said: "There are not many people who have the dual martial arts since ancient times, but your double martial arts are all first class. The soul is really valuable. The rest of the ancestors have nothing to teach you. Just ask, can you know the fusion of Wuhun?"

"Wuhan fusion?" Lin Muyu stunned and shook his head: "The ancestor, I know nothing."

"I knew it."

Qin Han slowly stepped forward and said: "Come, let me see you first."

Said, Qin Han sighed lightly, "嗡" a burst of twelve locks of the gods have broken out, Ying Ying is full of golden light, followed by one hand, said: "eight wild swords, come out!"

The wind whirls, the power of the gods circulates around, and a golden sword slowly reveals the palm of Qin Han. His eyes are leisurely: "This is another martial art of my heart. The first eight swords are also in the When he stepped into the realm of the gods, he was awakened in the body. Now you carefully sense the power changes of the two martial arts fusion process!"

"Yes, ancestor!"

Qin Han slammed, and the lock of the gods began to linger around the eight-year-old sword. The golden chains were broken down and broke into the eight-swords, making the eight-swords more radiant, when the twelve chains were locked. When it was all turned into a golden rune and swirled around the Eight Deserts, the light almost rushed out of the attic.

Lin Muyu was stunned, and he could clearly feel that when the lock of the gods was incorporated into the Eight-Distance Sword, the superposition of power was not 1+1=2, but it was geometrically growing. The strength of the eight-year-old sword, the strength of strength has increased by at least five times!

"See?" Qin Han's face with a faint smile, gently swaying the palm of his hand, and the Eight Deserts quickly smashed into the body.

Lin Muyu focused on the key: "I saw that the Wuhun actually has such a fusion, it is really amazing. The ancestors, with your ability, can you kill Luo?"

"Luo?"

Qin Han couldn't help but smile: "In the case of the integration of my martial arts, Luo Wei is afraid that even my ten strokes will not be able to pick up."

Qin Yin immediately squatted and said: "If this is the case, please go to the Lingnan Seventh Palace in the ancestors and kill Luo Yan!"

"No."

Qin Han took a deep breath and muttered: "Although I am only a **** of the lower world, I must abide by the laws of the heavens. Except for the battle of the gods, any mutual fight between gods violates the law. I will be worshipped by the gods of heaven. The pursuit of killing."

"The battle of the gods?"

"Yes, the recent battle of the gods was two hundred years ago. Emperor Qin of the Qin dynasty led the gods to the lower bounds to chase the seven emperors, but unfortunately..." Qin Han shook his head and smiled: "Failed."

Lin Muyu couldn’t help but have some small flaws.

Qin Han smiled and looked at him: "Kid, don't be nervous, although I can sense that there are seven mysterious powers in your body, but you are honest, and you will never kill innocent people like the Seven Devils. I have spent hundreds of years at the beginning of the fusion process. As long as you are willing to learn, I will still teach you. After all, Xiaoyin’s mountains and rivers need your strength to guard.”

"Thank you ancestors!" Lin Muyu grateful.

"Don't say so much, sit down and kneel, I will teach you the fusion of Wuhun, and teach Xiao Yin how to cultivate the lock."

"Yes!"

......

Lin Muyu and Qin Yin sat side by side, slowly offering the Wuhun, and the vindictiveness was swirling around. As Qin Han said, he was able to use it with one heart and one mind. While teaching the combination of Lin Muyu and Wuwu, he continued to teach Qin Yin how to improve the binding. The power of the **** lock.

Wuhu fusion, a total of four realm - stop Ge: Italian sea cultivation, while controlling two martial arts, and Wushen does not contradict the origin: the origin of the martial arts, making the two martial arts more mutual Familiarity: The first glimpse of the martial arts' power fusion: Decompose the two martial arts and make them merge into one...

Obviously, Lin Muyu’s Wu Hun repair is still far away, Qin Han said, the last time the gods battle, the second strongest of the gods fell into the world, in the snowy area with him two days two In the night, it was finally killed by Qin Hange. The two martial arts souls have an absolute advantage by nature. As long as they can be combined with powerful martial arts, they can overcome the challenge. The battle between gods is not absolute.

The martial arts merges with the first realm of the world, and it is simple and succinct. There must be no conflicts or conflicts between the two martial arts in the operation of the sea. Otherwise, it is not a cultivation.

Lin Muyu and Qin Yin both closed their eyes and sat quietly to run the monks.

Qin Han was sitting in a chair, watching the cultivation of the two younger generations, and the kindness and love that could not be concealed in his eyes. The strong man who has been hailed as the first genius of the empire for thousands of years has experienced tremendous loneliness after practicing for thousands of years. He has encountered great obstacles in the cultivation of the practitioners. He cannot do the same. Unrequited love, so you can only rely on the kinship of the two generations to continue to cultivate, in order to achieve a more supreme realm.