Tales of Herding Gods

"So the mother, do you do this or not?" asked Tiangong.

The mother bites his teeth: "If I did, mysteriously did not have my place, the ancestral king would have to chase me, let me go to heaven without a road to go to the ground! You save my purpose, just use me to get rid of the heavens in Xuan The power of all!"

Tiangong looked at her and said: "After you have done it, I will give you the soil of the West Emperor."

The mother of the earth is murderous, and sighs: "I do!"

Qin Mu and Ling Yuxiu are separated from each other and returned to the factory. On the side of the factory, the village head, pharmacist, sister-in-law, nephew, grandfather and nephew have arrived. The butchers contacted them and built them through the cities. The transmission gate came here.

Now Yankang is rich in the atmosphere, and all kinds of materials are continuously transported from all the major sources. In Yankang, it is cast into a soldier, refining it into a spirit, and supporting the transmission threshold of each city.

The old villages of the old villages are gathering together, and they are also lively. The dumbs have been divided into different categories, and the various materials are prepared properly. According to the merits of the people, the ratio of the materials of the gods is matched.

The Yankang Tianting forged soldiers are all standard-style soldiers. They are manufactured by the factory, just like running water. Each factory is responsible for one or two sets of processes.

As the most powerful master of Tiangong and the formation of Yankang, dumb and scorpion personally forged, naturally no matter how small.

The head of the village wants a sword with a scabbard. It is not a sword. The butcher wants two knives. The goddess of the mother-in-law is a road that can carry its own avenue. The horse is only a rod, the scorpion must It's a pair of gloves and a pair of boots.

The scorpion wants the pen and the pipa. The pharmacist wants the alchemy furnace. The scorpion must exercise his dragon rifle. As for the dumb himself, it is to build a new furnace and hammer.

When Qin Mu was watching and building the sword of the village chief, the village head sat on the side and spread his kendo gods. The kendo runes flew, and the scorpion solidified the kendo magical power, turned into a micro rune, and was dumb. Hammer hit and hit the sword embryo!

Qin Mu looked at it carefully, among the gods of the ancestral court, one of the micro-God gold particles was branded with the finest kendo runes, which is amazing.

This kind of tempering, there are microscopic number, micro-engraving, micro-array method, micro rune, micro-casting, non-daoxing cultivation to the ultimate heavenly work and the formation of the singer can not be completed!

Even the existence of the village chief, in order to refine such a squadron, also consumes a lot of vitality, energy and knowledge, and the spirit of God must be integrated into his own soldiers.

The combination of the gods and their own spirits can maximize the power of the soldiers!

During the refining process, the village chief was exhausted, his energy was exhausted, and his knowledge was short. He had to rest several times before he could continue.

Xunzi said: "If this is intermittent, I am afraid that the Excalibur can not be done in one go, affecting the power of this sword."

Qin Mu immediately let Long Qilin take the pot bottle and take out some Hongmeng liquid to distribute it to everyone, which allowed the village head to recover quickly.

Dumb looked at Hongmeng Yuanshui and said: "Shepherd, take more water, use it to quench!"

Qin Mu was shocked and had a headache, but he still gritted his teeth and let Long Qilin take out more of the Hongmeng liquid to the dumb, let him use it to quench the Excalibur.

This sword of the village head is the most exquisite art. It can't accommodate the difference between the pool and the sword. The power of the sword can be far beyond the power of the village chief!

Qin Mu watched for a long time and gained a lot.

The number of microscopic techniques was created by him, but microscopic arrays, microscopic engraving, microscopic imprinting, microscopic casting, and microscopic runes were pioneered and developed by Yankang.

At that time, the leaders of the Yankang Reform Law saw the progress of the microscopic surgery, rushed to study, and today, finally, many achievements have been derived!

The village chief's sword has been built for more than ten days, and it consumes a lot of Hongmeng Yuanye, and finally refining this sword!

In the supervised factory on both sides of the Tujiang River, thousands of soldiers and soldiers screamed and shook!

When the village chief grabbed the sword, the soldiers’ sighs were more intense.

He calmed his mind and was about to pull the Excalibur out of the scabbard. The scorpion hurriedly stopped him. He said: "The king of 10,000 soldiers, the power is stronger than you. The first time the scabbard is bound to stand up! Go Pulling the sword outside, farther away from here, the soldiers in the factory of the two banks can not withstand the sword of the Excalibur."

The village head walked out of the factory and the factory was also rushing out, excited and inexplicable.

The village chief’s drawing of the sword is not only to verify whether the hard work of this period of time has not been in vain, but also to verify the results of the Yankang reform in the past decade!

The village head is about to pull the sword, and the blind man frowned: "Large."

The village chief vacated and stayed away from the two banks to supervise the factory. "How is this?"

The dumb yelled at the door: "A little further."

The village chief was helpless and had to continue to rise. He said: "How is this?"

Dumb to check the shaking of the soldiers in the factory, loudly: "More far!"

The village chief is getting higher and higher, and the naked eye can no longer see him. The voice is coming: "Now?"

"Long Tuo, how is it?" The nephew asked the dragon to shoot the gun.

The black dragon's gun at his waist slowly moved, saying: "The sword is not sheathed, I feel the sword and the body, and the oppression is great. If the sheath is taken out, the sword will stand up and press all the sharp things around. I will be cut off by the sword!"

Scorpion treble: "A little further!"

The head of the village flew to the sky, even higher than the Yuanmu of Yankang Capital. Looking down, you can only see the capital and Yuanmu, and the dragon veins around it have become very small.

He looked up and then flew up. If it was too long, he would come to the vicinity of the star map. He quickly asked for the surging and asked: "How is it now?"

After a moment, Qin Mu’s knowledge came: “The village head, grandfather, they mean, let you be higher.”

The head of the village was furious: "If I go high again, I will go outside the sky. The swordsmanship of this Excalibur can't be so strong. It can also cut off the soldiers of the factory!

He slammed the sword and the sword was unsheathed.

Qin Mu came to his side of the gods and suddenly the ice and snow melted, before the destruction of the gods can only see the dazzling sword light!

At the same time, in the factory on both sides of the Tujiang River, a squad of soldiers shook and rang, and countless runes in the thousands of soldiers were self-illuminating. The soldiers felt the threat and their power was triggered. A dazzling ray of light emerges from the weapons of all gods!

At the next moment, the people outside the factory were only listening to the cracking sounds of the cockroaches coming from all the factories. They could not help but change their faces and rushed to the factory.

I haven't come to the factory, and a sword that has just been baked for a long time is suddenly broken. There are three hundred and sixty swords in the sword, and the swords are broken and destroyed.

In the factory, the light emitted by the thousands of soldiers was dimmed one by one, and then the broken sound came, so that the faces of the people who entered the factory suddenly became extremely ugly.

"The old man of the village chief is still unable to sit like a child!"

The butcher was so angry that he suddenly heard the sound of his two knives, and quickly said: "Be careful. That sword is worthy of being sent to our soldiers!"

The scorpion quickly swayed and spurred the dragon's rifle, and the dragon's rifle made a scream, and the dragon's head suddenly had a sword mark.

In the factory, more of the gods and soldiers were broken, and the sounds of the gods were annihilated. The screams of the gods were suddenly smashed.

The day-to-day workers in the factory are at a loss, standing there, and the broken weapons of the gods are all swordsmen like swords and swords, while other gods, such as shields, hammers, buildings, towers, have no abnormalities. It was not cut off by the sword.

After a while, everything subsided, and the factory on both sides of Tujiang was a mess!

Suddenly, the voice of the village chief came from outside and smiled: "It’s a good sword! Holding this sword, I feel like I’m young and young.”

In the factory, everyone saw the fierce light.