Chapter 407

"Clang, clang, clang …"

In the Celestial Commissioner's Alchemy Room on the seventh floor, Song Qing rolled up his sleeves, holding a purple-gold sledgehammer and the same color tongs, standing in front of the anvil, hammering steel.

His white clothes were covered with black dust, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and he had thick dark circles under his eyes, as if he would suddenly die at any time.

After forging out the impurities, Song Qing took out a dark gold nail, aimed at the iron embryo, and hit the nail head with the sledgehammer.

In the harsh sound, the dark gold nail penetrated the iron embryo.

"Incomparable, completely incomparable …"

Song Qing regretfully shook his head, "What material is the Magic Sealing Nail made of? Does this kind of metal really exist in the world? "

The Magic Sealing Nail in his hand was brought back by Sun Xuanji, who was entrusted by the alchemy genius Xu Ningyan to give it to Song Qing.

Prince Xu was indeed a genius who was willing to dedicate everything to alchemy, and he was Song Qing's confidant, contributing such an important artifact to the Celestial Commissioner for research.

Prince Xu contributed the Magic Sealing Nail with only one request, and that was to hope that the alchemists could imitate the Magic Sealing Nail.

The alchemists were moved.

Prince Xu not only contributed the artifact, but also entrusted them with important tasks.

At this time, a warlock in white walked quickly into the Alchemy Room and said loudly,

"Senior Brother Song, Teacher Supervisor asked you to take this box to the ground floor and give it to Senior Sister Zhong."

"Supervisor …" Song Qing took the wooden box with some doubts and asked,

"What is it?"

The warlock in white shook his head, "Teacher Supervisor said that only Senior Sister Zhong can open it."

Song Qing had always been an opinionated (rebellious) disciple. When he heard this, he immediately tried to open the box but failed.

"All right!"

Song Qing nodded, holding the wooden box half a foot wide and one foot long, left the Alchemy Room, went down the stairs to the lobby on the first floor, and then went through the iron gate behind the hall to enter the underground.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the quiet underground, and the oil lamps dyed everything with warm and soft orange.

Song Qing sniffed the faint stale smell in the air. Most of the warlocks in the Celestial Commissioner were outside, either serving in the army or traveling to save people, so there was little time for Zhong Li to open the door to breathe.

Through the dark and long corridor, Song Qing stopped in front of the door of a forbidden room and looked inside through the air window on the door.

Sitting quietly in the corner, Zhong Li!



Song Qing pushed the door open, walked in front of her, and sat down cross-legged. "The supervising teacher asked me to give it to you."

Zhong Li opened her eyes and took the wooden box. The moment she touched it, the lock automatically popped open.

He opened the lid and saw a wooden hammer half the length of an arm in the yellow silk box.

The wooden hammer was light brown, and the handle was shiny. The hammer's head and handle were engraved with fine patterns.

Zhong Li was stunned, and looked up at Song Qing.

Song Qing happened to have his head lowered, and they looked at each other and said in unison:

"Chaotic Life Hammer!"

Song Qing came to a sudden realization and said, "No wonder the supervising teacher said that you should be the one to open the box. Other than you, no one else can use this broken thing."

According to the Supervisor, the Chaotic Life Hammer was made by him when he was young.

Hitting someone's head with this hammer could change their fate, but the fate of the person holding the hammer and the person being hit would change their fate.

People were divided into different classes and professions, and they all had their own fate.

Once their fate was changed, they would be punished by heaven, and their lifespan would be halved.

In other words, this broken hammer would not only cause unpredictable changes to one's fate, but it would also halve one's lifespan.

However, Zhong Li was an exception. Because Zhong Li's current fate was "Heaven's Wrath", the Chaotic Life Hammer could not change such a terrible fate, so she could avoid the side effects.

"Why did the Supervisor give you this thing?"

Song Qing was at a loss: "Although you are a Prophet now and will suffer all kinds of disasters, the Chaotic Life Hammer can't do anything about it. But if you use it to randomly change someone else's fate, your calamity will only worsen. "

Zhong Li shook her head and kept the hammer.

"Sigh, when Caiwei is not here, Celestial Commissioner, it feels like the whole Stargazing Tower is quiet. Junior Zhong, I still have to go back to forge, so I'll be leaving first. "Song Qing got up and left.

… …

Far away overseas.

The White Emperor, covered in white scales, with a bull's nose, crocodile's lips, and lion's mane, was galloping on the surface of the sea.

The waves were boundless, and when he looked up, he could see the sky. Other than the sky, there was only an endless ocean.

The White Emperor accurately found his destination on the ocean where it was hard to tell the direction.

He lowered his head and stared at the sea below his hooves. His azure blue eyes lit up with a deep, gloomy light, like a whirlpool.

A whirlpool appeared on the surface of the sea, and quickly expanded into a large whirlpool with a diameter of tens of meters.

The White Emperor dived into the whirlpool, and after a while, he rushed out of the whirlpool with a curved spear that looked like bone, stone, gold, and jade in his mouth.

Its four hooves galloped like a horse, disappearing into the horizon.

The whirlpool slowly calmed down, and the ocean returned to normal.

… …

Dong Ling City.

The barbican was built on top of the city, and Xu Pingfeng stood on top of it. His white clothes fluttered in the wind, and he looked like an immortal.

He held a pot of wine in his hand, and looked to the north.

… …

Yunzhou Central Military Camp.

Carts transporting Zi Zhong were going in and out of the camp. The soldiers at the bottom were on duty, patrolling, and waiting to go out to battle at any time.

Compared to the Yunzhou Army, which was fighting on three fronts, the thirty thousand Central Army was the most complete. The elites were resting and waiting for battle.

For a month, there was almost no movement from the camp.

At this time, as winter was coming to an end, the soldiers at the bottom were still fine, as their knowledge was limited. However, the middle and high ranking officers could not sit still.

They realized that as spring approached, the advantages and disadvantages of their side and Daibun would be reversed.

Thus, the voices of soldiers leaving the camp to fight increased in volume.

Today, more than ten middle and high ranking officers were kneeling outside the Marshal's tent, "threatening" Qi Guangbo to send out his troops.

Among them was Zhuo Haoran, who was demoted from the Left Lieutenant to the Vanguard Battalion's Deputy Lieutenant.

"Great General, we can't drag this any longer. If we don't take down Qingzhou this winter, it will be extremely difficult for our army to attack the capital after the Spring Sacrifice."

Zhuo Haoran, whose left eye was grey and could not see, roared:

"I only beg for death. Great General, please let me die on the battlefield. Great General, please send out your troops."

The surrounding officers agreed. Even though they looked down on Zhuo Haoran, the defeated general, they were all on the same side.

After the commotion, just as the generals thought that they had to return empty-handed, the tent's flap was opened.

Qi Guangbo was dressed in military attire, one hand on the hilt of his sword. His eyes were calm, and his expression was indifferent. He glanced at the officers, and not only was he not angry, he laughed and said:

"To be able to last until now, you have a bit of patience."

The one-eyed Zhuo Haoran was stunned:

"Great General?"

Qi Guangbo said in a deep voice:

"Zhuo Haoran, you lost six thousand elites in Songshan District. You should be punished according to military law. I appreciate talent, so I will spare your life. Now, I ask you, do you want to redeem yourself? "

Zhuo Haoran said loudly:

"If I can redeem myself, I will die without regrets."

Qi Guangbo threw out an order stamped with the seal of the commander-in-chief.

"Take eight thousand elites from the left army and go to Songshan District to support the Dragon Elephant, White Rhinoceros, and Array-breaking Armies."

Zhuo Haoran was ecstatic:

"Yes, General!"

Qi Guangbo no longer looked at him. He turned to look at a general on the right.

"Wen Xuan, take six hundred artillerymen from the Artillery Battalion and three thousand infantry from the Rank-breaking Camp to support the Black Armor and Green Python Armies in Dongling. At the same time, bring my personal letter to Ji Xuan. "

He also threw out an order stamped with the seal of the commander-in-chief.

"Zhao Bing, take three thousand light cavalry and cut off the supply line in Songshan District. You must travel day and night."

"…"

As orders were issued, half of the officers outside the tent were sent away. Qi Guangbo glanced at the remaining officers and said calmly:

"Break camp and follow me to conquer Wan District."

…

Songshan District.

Miao Youfang's angry voice came from the barbican at the top of the city wall.

"Never regret a move. Mo Sang, I taught you the game of Go that only scholars of the Central Plains can learn, and this is how you repay me?

"Hmph, barbarians will always be barbarians."

Then came Mo Sang's voice.

"Is this the game popular among the people of the Central Plains? It's not that difficult. Am I the legendary scholar? "

Miao Youfang sneered.

"What do you know? This is what they call simplicity. The simpler something is, the more profound the knowledge.

"Look, I can place these five chess pieces horizontally, vertically, or diagonally. I can also place them on both sides, then in the middle. The way to play is ever-changing, and the steps are unpredictable. "

Mo Sang, who had already put on his light armor, scratched his head.

"Although what you said makes sense, I still think it's very simple. I'm indeed a scholar. When the war is over, I'll stay in the Central Plains and become a scholar before going back. My father will be so happy. "

"What are you talking about?" Xu Cijiu, who had just finished inspecting the city's defense equipment and stepped into the barbican, heard the conversation.

Miao Youfang said while guarding against Mo Sang changing the chess pieces, "Let's play Go.

"Let's play chess again. Chess is the way of a gentleman."

Xu Erlang thought to himself, 'This vulgar Warrior knows how to play Go too?' When he looked closely, he saw that the black and white chess pieces formed a line. The longest line was four pieces. Regardless of whether it was a white or a black piece, it would be cut off after four pieces were connected.

"You, you call this Go?"

Xu Erlang looked at him with a strange expression.

"Isn't it?" Miao Youfang asked in return. Before Xu Erlang could speak, he laughed proudly.

"Don't think that playing Go is the privilege of you scholars. It's actually not that difficult. With my intelligence, I figured out the trick in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

"I didn't know how to play Go in the past because I was fooled by you scholars."

Mo Sang echoed, "I also think it's simple.

"I also think it's simple. Lord Xu, do you think I can be like you and become the top scorer? There has never been a scholar in Nanjiang before. "

"I think your Central Plains dialect has become more standard …" Xu Xinnian chewed on his cornbread.

"Brother Miao, who taught you how to play Go?"

Miao Youfang played the chess pieces quickly and answered,

"Your sister-in-law."

Xu Xinnian was stunned, "Which one?"

Which one? Miao Youfang was also stunned. He thought carefully and said,

"The ugliest one."

Xu Xinnian carefully recalled, but he couldn't guess who the ugliest one was.

"Just say the name."

"Mu Nanzi."

Who is Mu Nanzi? Forget it, I'll remember to tell her if I have the chance to meet her in the future. Miao Youfang said she is ugly … Xu Xinnian secretly noted it down. Then, he cupped his hands at his two talented comrades and walked to the side to read some military books.

A scholar's mind was smooth and slick, and he knew the basics.