Luck entry, starting from the Nine Dragons' succession

Chapter 34 Shang Hongye Enters Beijing

In the yard, Xiao Luoyu squatted down and looked at the lid of the furnace that had created a huge hole.

Her eyebrows were furrowed, her hands were scratching her messy hair, and an angry voice came out of her mouth.

"It's cracked again!"

"This alchemy furnace is no good."

"Those weapon refiners are cheating me again!"

Xiao Luoyu was complaining, and Taoist Xuanqing was no longer surprised. He waved his hand and said.

"Luoyu, come here."

"Master, I have something to entrust to you."

When Xiao Luoyu heard what Taoist Xuanqing said, her figure flashed and appeared in the room, with a hint of anger appearing on her pretty face.

"Master, didn't I tell you? I'm busy refining the elixir and preparing for the Five Emperors' Dharma Assembly."

"Your junior brother has been ordered to establish the Sinong Academy and is short of manpower. You should go to the Sinong Academy and help your junior brother." Taoist Xuanqing said.

Xiao Luoyu looked at Fang Heng in surprise.

"Junior brother, I didn't expect you to be so successful."

"Can we make elixirs in the Sinong Courtyard?"

Fang Heng sneered in his heart.

Second Senior Sister, you are such a pill fanatic.

He did not answer Xiao Luoyu immediately, but changed the subject and asked.

"Second Senior Sister, what's wrong with your alchemy furnace?"

"I was fooled by the weapon refiner." Xiao Luoyu rolled his eyes and sat down.

As soon as she sat down, her loose Taoist robe naturally slipped down, revealing her pink and smooth shoulders.

Xiao Luoyu pulled his Taoist robe and continued.

"The fire of the earth veins is extremely powerful. To use it to refine pills, the alchemy furnace needs to be strong enough."

"I asked the weapon refiner to reinforce it, but it still couldn't withstand the pressure and exploded directly."

"The weapon refiner in the temple is too unreliable."

Xiao Luoyu kept complaining.

The weapon refiners of Changqing Temple are almost devalued to nothing.

Changqing Temple is not famous for refining equipment, but it is not so bad that it cannot even produce a qualified alchemy furnace.

Taoist Xuanqing shook his head and said, "Luoyu, your request is too high."

"Which weapon refiner would think about how to make the alchemy furnace more solid?"

"Your method of refining the elixir with earth fire is too violent. I'm afraid only a spiritual treasure-level alchemy furnace can withstand your torment."

Fang Heng listened to the conversation between the two and seemed to understand something.

[A flash of inspiration] Destiny, start.

Sparks of inspiration bloom in my mind.

Second Senior Sister’s alchemy furnace exploded due to high temperature and high pressure.

High temperature and high pressure, aren’t these the reaction conditions for synthesizing ammonia?

The reactor for synthesizing ammonia is extremely difficult to build and requires extremely high technological content.

Being able to build a reactor for synthesizing ammonia means being able to build nuclear submarines.

Therefore, there is a saying circulating on the Blue Planet.

A country that can build nuclear submarines will never go hungry.

Fang Heng wants to synthesize ammonia and refine fertilizer, but there are two major hurdles.

One is the reactor and the other is the catalyst.

What Fang Heng saw and heard today gave him an idea.

He had read a novel about a time traveler, in which the protagonist used a rice cooker to make elixirs.

The rice cooker can make elixir.

Why can’t an alchemy furnace be used to refine fertilizer?

"Second Senior Sister, I think you are right."

"It must be that the craftsmanship of the weapon refiner is not good enough, and the alchemy furnace he made is not up to standard."

“So, I invested in this project!”

"The royal palace has invested 100,000 taels to help the alchemists at Changqing Temple improve their skills and create a qualified alchemy furnace."

"If the money is not enough, I can make additional investments."

After hearing Fang Heng's words, Taoist Xuanqing was stunned.

His original intention was to let Xiao Luoyu go out and relax.

Who would have thought that Fang Heng and Xiao Luoyu would actually pee together.

Xiao Luoyu's eyes lit up, her pretty face showed excitement and joy.

The more he looked at Fang Heng, the more satisfied he became.

"Junior brother, you still understand me."

"Come on, let's talk about improving the alchemy furnace."

Xiao Luoyu's face was full of excitement and he stood up suddenly.

The loose Taoist robe slipped off his shoulders again.

He frowned and complained.

"There's something wrong with this robe. They must have cut corners."

“It always slides down.”

Fang Heng took a look and thought to himself.

The Taoist robe is very nice, it is obviously you, senior sister, who is very cunning.

……

Night falls.

In the antique room.

After a busy day, Taoist Xuanqing looked a little tired after washing up.

"Heng'er is such a jerk! I asked him to help Luo Yu relax."

"He is so good, fooling around with Luoyu."

There was a hint of complaint in Taoist Xuanqing's tone.

The beautiful woman in a translucent green gauze skirt gave Taoist Xuanqing a cold look.

"You are also getting old and confused."

"Don't you understand yet?"

"What do you understand?"

When Taoist Xuanqing heard his wife's coquettish words, he was stunned for a moment and looked at the person beside him with curiosity.

The beautiful woman said unhappily, "As a master, you are really confused."

"Heng'er, his real interest lies elsewhere."

After the beautiful woman's guidance, Taoist Xuanqing suddenly understood.

“So…so that’s how it is.”

"Madam is right."

"Luo Yu just doesn't dress up normally. If she dresses up well, she can still be a top-notch beauty."

"Heng'er, this kid, has a sharp eye. It's worth my careful teaching."

"Teach carefully? What did you teach Heng'er? Visit brothels?"

The beautiful woman snorted coldly.

Taoist Xuanqing was so frightened that his face changed twice.

"Ma'am, it's nothing, don't think too much."

"In my heart, there is only you."

"What Guan Guan? I don't know her."

"Hmph—you're smart." "I want to be on top today!"

……

In a dark space.

Six figures, with surging energy.

"You, the Blood Sea Clan, sent your divine slaves to approach Fang Heng. What are your plans?"

"Do you know that the exposure of the Blood Sea lineage almost ruined our plan to worship the gods?"

A cold snort came from the nose of the ethereal girl.

"Haha, what can we plan?"

"Fang Heng has cultivated the Holy Emperor Rice. Once it is promoted, Daqian's foundation will definitely increase greatly, which will be disadvantageous to our six meridians."

"We just want to stop the promotion of Holy Emperor Rice."

An old man in a blood-red robe spoke.

As for the oracle, he said nothing.

"Humph--"

"idiot!"

"You, the Blood Sea Clan, only know how to fight and kill."

The ethereal girl was extremely dissatisfied and said in a cold voice.

Provoked again and again by the ethereal girl, the old man from the Blood Sea lineage had murderous intent in his eyes.

"Young man, I advise you not to be so presumptuous."

"You are only qualified to attend today's gathering because of your status as the White Lotus Saint."

"Otherwise, killing you would be as easy as eating or drinking tea."

The ethereal girl, with a strong presence, raised her eyebrows and spoke in a playful tone.

"Oh?"

"You can try."

"Cough cough!"

"You two, please be patient. Today we are here to discuss how to deal with Daqian's promotion of Holy Emperor Rice."

The leader of the Changsheng lineage interrupted the two of them.

This person looks very young, no different from a teenager in his early twenties.

But the aura emanating from his body was so gloomy and deadly that it was comparable to that of an old man who was about to die.

The Changsheng lineage came out to mediate, and the old man in the sea of ​​blood lowered his posture a little.

"Saint White Lotus, what should we do according to you?"

"Are we just going to watch Daqian promote Holy Emperor Rice?"

"Holy Emperor Rice is grown by Daqian, so why can't we grow it?"

"The divine domains we control are far greater than those of the Daqian Imperial Family."

The divine realm mentioned by the ethereal girl is the small world in the ancient and strange temple.

Worship Shintoism, believe in evil gods, and cultivate divinity.

In terms of the ability to sense the ancient and mysterious temple and occupy the secret realm, he is far superior to the other three veins practitioners.

At the same time, the ethereal girl cursed the Blood Sea clan in her heart.

The people of the Blood Sea lineage must have damaged their brains through cultivation.

All they do all day is fight and kill.

For Daqian, Holy Emperor Rice is a good medicine that can increase its foundation.

Is it not the same for their worship of gods?
"The Holy Emperor Rice is of great importance. The Dog Emperor must guard it with all his might."

"It's not easy to get Holy Emperor Rice."

"Once Daqian completes its promotion, we will be at a disadvantage if we follow suit."

"What's so difficult about this?"

The ethereal girl said lightly, attracting the attention of the others.

"Saint White Lotus, what's your plan?"

"The Holy Emperor Rice will eventually be promoted, and the princes will definitely be able to get it first."

"You, the White Lotus lineage, are good at deceiving people."

"Could it be that he has already bewitched a certain prince?"

"Bewitching the prince? How could it be so easy?"

“Once the prince practices the God Worship Method, he will definitely not escape the attention of Emperor Yuanchu.”

The ethereal girl shook her head and then changed the subject.

"However, Shang Hongye went to the capital to choose a son-in-law."

"As far as I know, Shang Hongye doesn't have many hobbies except his obsession with military strategy."

"She has plundered all the military manuals from all over the Northern Territory."

"Once we spread this news, all the princes will surely rush to collect military strategies."

"Saint White Lotus, do you mean to exchange military tactics for Holy Emperor Rice?"

"However, among our six sects, no one is good at military tactics."

The ethereal girl did not answer immediately, but turned her head to look at a pitch-black coffin not far away.

This pitch-black coffin was quietly suspended in the air.

Dead silence, coldness, ominousness...

It gives people an extremely weird feeling.

"Your lineage, the Corpse Mountain lineage, has dug up so many corpses of ancient cultivators. Don't tell me there aren't any military practitioners among them."

After a moment of silence, a hoarse voice came from the black coffin.

"The art of war will be left to our Corpse Mountain lineage."

"That's good. We six meridians are of the same blood and are connected. We should work together and no one should act on their own."

"good!"

"good!"

"good!"

All five of them agreed with the White Lotus Saint's method.

It’s just these four words: “of the same blood and connected branches”.

The six people all sneered in their hearts.

If they really believed in the saying "people of the same blood are connected", they would probably die without knowing how.

Divinity is indestructible, it can only be transferred.

Don't look down on the six of them, they can now communicate in a friendly manner.

In fact, the six of them are all "delicacies" in each other's eyes.

If anyone shows signs of weakness, the other five will pounce on him.

There are countless evil gods from outside the domain, why are there only the Six Meridians of the God Worship Sect left now?

Most of them were devoured by the six extraterritorial gods today.

……

Three days later.

Dozens of people rode on tall dragon horses and entered Yujing City in a majestic manner.

The leader was wearing silver armor, dressed as a man, and looked heroic.

Someone with sharp eyes shouted.

"General Shang has entered the capital."

The news that Shang Hongye had entered the capital spread quickly throughout the entire Yujing City like wings.

After Zuo Xiang left the capital, Yujing City, which had been peaceful for a few days, was once again in turmoil.

(End of this chapter)