Nightwatcher Chapter 33: I am standing in the strong wind

　　He knows the existence of magical instruments. The second uncle once said that the artillery made great achievements when Dafeng was able to win the battle of Shanhaiguan.

　　 And half of the power of artillery comes from gunpowder, and the other half comes from formation.

　　The artifact is a weapon unique to the Dafeng dynasty, and it is also the confidence of the Dafeng dynasty to dare to be orthodox in the world.

　　 At this moment, Xu Qi'an suddenly realized that the magical instruments and Si Tianjian are inextricably linked.

　　 Song Qing hesitated, adhering to the principle of knowledge sharing, and answered Xu Qi'an's question: "It's not a secret, do you know what the fourth rank warlock is called?"

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

　　 "Formation master!" Song Qing said: "The things that alchemists refine are all mortal things. The formation masters engrave formations on them, and it becomes a magic weapon."

　　 Based on his understanding of the warlock system and the information disclosed to A beauty Chu Caiwei not long ago, Xu Qi'an thought a lot.

　　Sorcerer Nine-Rank Pharmacist is laying the foundation for 8-Rank Wangqi Master, and Wangqi master is laying the foundation for Seven-Rank Fengshui Master. But the Feng Shui master has nothing to do with its next rank, the sixth-rank alchemist...It turns out that the alchemist is complementary to the fourth-rank sorcerer.

　　The alchemist refines powerful force, and the formation master processes it into magical instruments... The system of warlocks is something.

　　 It’s no wonder that Master Jianzheng has such a lofty status in the Dafeng Dynasty.

　　 I must soak Chu Caiwei in my hands. There is no special purpose. I just want to harvest a sincere love in this cold society.

　　 Xu Qi'an made up his mind secretly.

　　"The second piece is the heart-guard. It is also a magic weapon. The material is very common. The real precious thing is the formation on the carving. It can withstand the full blow of the master of the aura and withstand six times. Master three times. Bronze skin and iron bone once."

　　 is the sixth grade of the Wufu system? Xu Qi'an finally knew what the sixth product of his system was called.

　　"Finally, this is called Bone Eating Heart. If you apply it on the arrow, it will kill the master of the **** refinement. The copper skin and iron bone is invalid because the arrow can't penetrate the opponent's skin."

　　 Xu Qi'an nodded: "I like these three things very much."

　　 paused, he said, "That kind of alchemy is called grafting!"

　　 Xu Qi'an told Song Qing about the grafting technique with the help of past memories. The process is not detailed, but the advantages are very detailed. For example, after the grafting is successful, the plant's cold resistance, drought resistance, and disease and insect resistance can be improved.

　　 and enhance the taste of the fruit.

　　 is the same as the getting rich experiment in his diary. The theoretical knowledge is relatively rich, but the practical ability is poor.

　　 But it doesn’t matter, he is not the one who practices.

　　If Song Qing fails, it is because of his own weakness. If it succeeds, all the credit goes to Xu Qi'an.

　　 After listening to this, Song Qing's whole body floated, dancing with excitement, wishing that spring would come immediately, so that he could do this great alchemy.

　　 "God book, that is really a good book. There is such an ancient alchemy book in the world, but I don't know it." Song Qing yelled excitedly.

　　......

　　 "噔噔噔..."

　　 Xu Qi'an walked briskly on the steps of the Star Observation Building, carrying three magical artifacts, which is not something that money can measure.

　　"I can use one of the artifacts to go to the black market in exchange for the reward for opening the heavenly gate... But these things are very useful, I am not willing... Sure enough, white prostitution is the eternal human The source of happiness..... Go to Hooklan to listen to the song tomorrow."

　　 He didn't ask for a copper plate from the Sitianjian, but if the things he harvested were replaced with silver, he would make his aunt give in every minute, bow his head and be a kid, and never dared to taunt him anymore.

All 　　 changed into silver tickets, and then slapped her aunt's pretty face fiercely... Thinking of this, Xu Qi'an became happier.

　　 "I am standing in the violent wind, wishing to sing for my heartache. Looking at the sky, the clouds are moving in all directions, the sword is in my hand and asking who is the hero in the world..." There was no one around, and he sang proudly. Songs from previous lives.

　　 met a group of strangers around the corner, and they met each other.

　　....So embarrassing! Xu Qi'an's singing stopped abruptly and stepped aside blankly.

　　 There are three people on the steps below. The one in the middle is wearing an indigo-blue robe, with frosty temples, elegant temperament, handsome features, and his eyes are like a dark pool, accumulating the wind and frost washed by the years.

　　 is the kind of charming uncle who makes little girls scream.

　　 On the left is a taciturn young man, looking ahead, meticulously.

　　 On the right is a young man with a frivolous corner of his mouth and evil eyes. The feminine temperament revealed makes Xu Qi'an very uncomfortable.

　　 However, in terms of appearance, this feminine young man has been seen by Xu Qi'an, a rare handsome man who can compete with his family.

　　 When the three of them passed by Xu Qi'an, the feminine young man sneered, squinted, and glanced at him.

　　 At this moment, Xu Qi'an felt that he was being watched by something terrible. He held his breath involuntarily, but his heartbeat increased.

　　The three of them continued up the steps, knowing that they disappeared after the corner, and Xu Qi'an was relieved.

　　 "That guy seems to disdain me, mixed with hostility, is the lyrics too crazy?"

　　 Well, there are some things to pay attention to in the future, not to talk nonsense, especially in public.

　　 For example: I won’t be able to cover my eyes this day, this place won’t bury my heart, and the Buddhas will disappear.

　　 Another example: For the sake of sacrifice and ambition, dare to teach the sun and the moon to change into a new sky.

　　......

On the seventh floor of 　　, Song Qinghou, who had received a report from his younger brother, was at the top of the stairs, waiting for the three people headed by indigo blue robes.

　　 Chu Caiwei nibble on a sugar cane, behind the wall, casually accompanying her.

　　The three of them came to the seventh floor, Song Qing said: "Weigong."

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

　　 "Wei Gong, the teacher drank too much alcohol and was taking a nap. Please wait a while."

　　 The straight-faced youth remained expressionless, while the feminine youth frowned.

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

　　 Just as Chu Caiwei was about to speak, Song Qing stopped her with her eyes and smiled: "It's a trivial little person, but it's interesting."

　　 Fighting and fighting people are so famous that they look like tigers and wolves in the eyes of civil and military officials. The whole person does not need a reason.

　　 Song Qing could not tell whether Qi'an had inadvertently upset this powerful eunuch.

　　"Interesting?" The elegant middle-aged man smiled gently: "What an interesting way."

　　 Song Qing hesitated, and commented: "A genius, an alchemy genius, if it weren't for him to take the wrong path of spiritual practice, if he went to the Sitianjian, his name would be written in the history books." /

　　 He didn't say anything against his will, and at the same time, he also revealed the hint that Si Tianjian valued Xu Qi'an.

　　The feminine youth sneered~IndoMTL.com~The elegant middle-aged man nodded slightly with a smile on his face.

　　.......

　　 Xu Mansion, inner courtyard.

Aunt 　　 took a few maids to cut cloth; draw lines; stuff cotton, ready to make winter clothes for her family.

　　 The weather is getting colder, and my aunt plans to buy winter clothes for her children and husband.

　　 Lu'e finished the last stitch, Xiao Yinya bit the thin thread, and looked at the delicately embroidered lotus flowers with satisfaction, thinking that Sister Lingyin would look good on it.

　　 "Madam, I went to find Da Lang yesterday and found that he didn't have winter clothes, but he was still wearing autumn clothes." Lu'e said softly.

Aunt 　　 glanced at the maid close to her, and snorted coldly: "What do you want to say."

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

　　 "Don't think about it!" Auntie snorted: "The little bastard, get angry at me when you get the chance, let me make clothes for him, there is no door."

　　 maids do things silently, as if they didn’t hear.

　　 "I come to the house for dinner every day, and I don't know how to subsidize the household."

　　 "Dalang's rice is given to the mansion." Lu E muttered.

　　 "Just his appetite, it's not enough for myself." Auntie's beautiful eyes rolled her eyes vigorously.

　　 That hapless nephew, originally thinking that he saved a family's life, it is not impossible to improve the relationship with him. But the little **** took the opportunity to stab her with words, so he couldn't get through with her.

　　Wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, dogs travel thousands of miles to eat shit, the old saying is true.

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