Dafeng Night Watchman

He knew about the existence of magic weapons. His second uncle once said that the artillery played a great role in Dafeng's victory in the Battle of Shanhaiguan.

Half of the power of artillery comes from gunpowder, and the other half comes from formations.

Magic weapons are unique weapons of the Dafeng Dynasty, and they are also the basis for the Dafeng Dynasty to claim to be the orthodox of the world.

At this moment, Xu Qiyan suddenly realized that magic weapons and Sitianjian are inextricably linked.

Song Qing hesitated for a moment, and in accordance with the principle of knowledge sharing, he answered Xu Qiyan's question: "It's not a secret. Do you know what a fourth-grade sorcerer is called?"

I don't even know what the seventh grade of my martial arts system is... Xu Qiyan shook his head.

"Formation master!" Song Qing said: "The things refined by the alchemist are all ordinary things. The formation master engraves the formation on it, and it becomes a magic weapon."

Based on his understanding of the sorcerer system and the information revealed to the beauty Chu Caiwei not long ago, Xu Qiyan thought of a lot at once.

The ninth-grade warlock pharmacist is laying the foundation for the eighth-grade qi-gazing master, and the qi-gazing master is laying the foundation for the seventh-grade feng shui master. But the feng shui master has nothing to do with its next grade, the sixth-grade alchemist... It turns out that the alchemist is complementary to the fourth-grade warlock array master.

Alchemists refine powerful martial arts, array masters process them into magic tools... There is something about the warlock system.

No wonder the status of the supervisor in the Dafeng Dynasty is so high.

I must get Chu Caiwei, without any special purpose, just want to gain a sincere love in this cold society.

Xu Qian'an secretly made up his mind.

"The second item is the heart-protecting mirror, which is also a magic tool. The material is very ordinary. The truly precious thing is the array engraved on it, which can withstand the full force of the Qi training master six times. The master of the spirit training realm three times. The bronze skin and iron bone realm once."

The bronze skin and iron bone realm is the sixth grade of the warrior system? Xu Qiyan finally knew what the sixth level of his system was called.

"The last one is called Bone Erosion and Heart Burning. If you apply it on arrows, it can kill a master of the Soul Refining Realm. It is ineffective for the Copper Skin and Iron Bone Realm, because the arrows cannot penetrate the opponent's skin at all."

Xu Qiyan nodded: "I like all three things."

After a pause, he said: "That kind of alchemy is called grafting!"

Relying on his past memories, Xu Qiyan told Song Qing the grafting technology in a not-too-detailed way. The process was not detailed, but the advantages were described in detail. For example, after successful grafting, the plant's cold resistance, drought resistance, and disease and pest resistance were improved.

And the taste of the fruit was improved.

It was still the same as the fortune-making experiment in his diary. The theoretical knowledge was relatively rich, but the practical ability was poor.

But it didn't matter, anyway, it wasn't him who practiced.

If Song Qing failed, it was because of his own weak ability. If he succeeded, all the credit would go to Xu Qiyan.

After listening to it, Song Qing was so excited that he danced with joy, wishing that spring would come immediately so that he could do this great alchemy.

"A divine book, it is simply a divine book. There is such an ancient alchemy book in the world, and I don't know it." Song Qing shouted excitedly.

...

"Thump, thump..."

Xu Qian'an walked briskly on the steps of the Observatory, carrying three magic tools, which were not things that money could measure.

"I can use one of the magic tools to exchange for the reward of opening the gate of heaven on the black market... But these things are very useful, I can't bear to give them up... Sure enough, freeloading is the eternal source of happiness for mankind... Let's go to the brothel to listen to music tomorrow."

He didn't ask the Si Tianjian for a copper coin, but if the things he got were exchanged for silver, he would make his aunt surrender in a minute, bow her head and be a little girl, and never dare to mock him again.

All of them were exchanged for silver notes, and then he slapped his aunt's pretty face hard... Thinking of this, Xu Qian'an became happier.

"I stand in the fierce wind, wishing I could get rid of the endless heartache. Looking at the sky, the clouds are moving in all directions, and with a sword in hand, I ask who is the hero in the world..." There was no one around, and he sang the song of his previous life with great ambition.

He met a group of strangers at the corner and the two sides met.

.... So embarrassing! Xu Qian'an stopped singing and stepped aside expressionlessly.

There were three people on the steps below. The one in the middle was wearing an indigo robe, with white temples, elegant temperament, handsome features, and eyes like a dark deep pool, precipitating the frost washed by the years.

He was the kind of charming uncle who could make little girls scream.

On the left was a taciturn young man, looking forward, meticulous.

On the right was a young man with a frivolous curve at the corner of his mouth and evil eyes. The feminine temperament that revealed made Xu Qi'an very uncomfortable.

However, in terms of appearance, this feminine young man was the most handsome man Xu Qi'an had ever seen, and he was rare to compete with Erlang at home.

When the three passed by Xu Qi'an, the feminine young man sneered and glanced at him with a squint.

At this moment, Xu Qi'an felt that he was being watched by something terrible. He couldn't help but hold his breath, but his heartbeat increased.

The three continued to go up the stairs, and Xu Qi'an was relieved when they disappeared after turning the corner.

"That guy seemed to be very disdainful of me, mixed with hostility. Is it because the lyrics are too crazy?"

Well, there are some things that you should pay attention to in the future and can't say anything carelessly, especially in public.

For example: I want this sky to no longer cover my eyes, this earth to no longer bury my heart, and I want all the Buddhas to disappear.

Another example: For the sacrifices, there are many ambitions, and I dare to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky.

...

On the seventh floor, Song Qinghou, who had received the report from his junior, was waiting at the stairs for the three people headed by the indigo robe.

Chu Caiwei was chewing a piece of sugar cane, with the wall behind her, and was casually accompanying him.

The three of them came to the seventh floor, and Song Qing bowed: "Duke Wei."

The middle-aged man with slightly frosted temples nodded slightly.

"Duke Wei, the teacher drank too much and is taking a nap. Please wait for a while."

The stern-faced young man still had no expression on his face, while the feminine young man frowned.

The elegant middle-aged man didn't care much, and went into the tea room with Song Qing, and said casually: "When I went up the stairs, I met an interesting young man. It seems that he is not a disciple of the Sitianjian."

Chu Caiwei was about to speak, but was stopped by Song Qing with a look, and smiled: "Just an insignificant little person, but quite interesting."

The night watchman was notorious, and was like a tiger or wolf in the eyes of civil and military officials. There is no need for a reason to play a trick on someone.

Song Qing was not sure whether Xu Qi'an had accidentally displeased this powerful eunuch.

"Interesting?" The elegant middle-aged man smiled gently: "How interesting."

Song Qing hesitated for a moment and commented: "A genius, a genius of alchemy, if he had not taken the wrong path of cultivation, if he had been admitted to the Imperial Observatory, his name would have been in the history books."

He did not say anything against his will, and at the same time, he also revealed that the Imperial Observatory valued Xu Qi'an.

The feminine young man sneered.

The elegant middle-aged man smiled and nodded slightly.

....

Xu Mansion, inner courtyard.

Aunt brought a few maids and old women to cut cloth, draw lines, and stuff cotton to prepare winter clothes for the family.

The weather was getting colder, and Aunt planned to buy winter clothes for her children and husband.

After Lu'e finished the last stitch, she bit the thread with her little silver teeth and looked at the delicately embroidered lotus flowers with satisfaction, thinking that Lingyin would look great in them.

"Madam, I went to see Dalang yesterday and found that he had no winter clothes and was still wearing autumn clothes." Lu'e said softly.

Aunt glanced at the personal maid and snorted coldly, "What do you want to say?"

Lu'e lowered her head and whispered, "Make one for Dalang too."

"Don't even think about it!" Aunt snorted, "That little bastard gets angry with me whenever he gets the chance. There's no way I can make clothes for him."

The maids and women worked silently, pretending not to hear.

"You come to our house for dinner every day, but you don't know how to supplement the household expenses."

"Didn't Dalang's salary go to the mansion?" Lu'e muttered.

"With his appetite, it's just enough for himself." Aunt's beautiful eyes rolled up vigorously.

That unfortunate nephew, originally thinking that he saved the lives of the whole family, it is not impossible to improve the relationship with him. But the little bastard took the opportunity to stab her with words and just made things difficult for her.

Wolves travel a thousand miles to eat meat, and dogs travel a thousand miles to eat shit. The old saying is absolutely true.

The housekeeper hurried over, stopped outside the yard, and shouted: "Madam, the master is back."