The martial arts performance venue in the backyard of the Yunnan Wangfu.

Looking at the five high-level spiritual objects taken out by the white deer one after another, Canglang's eyes suddenly widened.

We agreed to be poor together.

I never thought that you secretly saved up millions of furniture!

Canglang's eyes were filled with disbelief in his eyes, and even his voice couldn't help but get three points higher.

"Didn't you say that you have always liked to stay in the cave and hate going out the most? You can actually save so many advanced spiritual objects?"

The bright and swaying high-level spiritual objects, called Canglang, almost transformed...

The kind that turns into lemon essence.

Tears of incompetence flowed out of the corners of their mouths!

"What do you think I can't accumulate these high-level spiritual creatures?"

Bai Lu glanced at Canglang with surprise on his face, "Even if I like to stay in the cave and hate going out, wouldn't I go out for a walk and relax?"

"And do you know what auspicious beast is?"

A knowing blow!

The three consecutive questions of Bai Lu reminded Canglang that the various luck scenes of Bai Lu were infuriated.

The heart-wrenching contrast between the chief and the super European emperor caused the light in Canglang's eyes to disappear instantly.

It seems that all the malice in the world are in full swing...

Just then.

Bai Lu curled her lips with disgust again, "It's like these spiritual objects in front of her, but one day she went out for a walk on a whim. You will definitely find it when you walk along the way. This is how these spiritual objects and other things come from!"

Jia Jing, “…”

Lai Fu Shuanzhu, “…”

Lemon essence +1+1+1

...

"So you really want to create artifacts?"

Jia Jing reminded Bai Lu, saying, "I will agree to you first. For example, you need to create magical tools, but you have to wait for a long time. How long does it take depends on luck!"

Bai Lu nodded repeatedly, "That's fine. Anyway, I plan to live in the backyard of the royal palace and not go out in the future, so I can better protect the ladies, so it doesn't matter if I wait for a while!"

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but glance at Bai Lu.

By the way, you are so heartless that you dare not go out, right?

Bai Lu was still smiling and said, "As for luck, boss, how do you think of my luck?"

Jia Jing, “…”

It's sloppy!

Nodded, Jia Jing waved his hand to put away the four high-level spiritual objects.

"Since that's the case, I'll take over the creation of magical equipment!"

"When the artifact is built, I will directly equip it on you, and you will know..."

Paused.

Jia Jing instructed again: "As for your residence, you will go to the princess to arrange it for you later."

Bai Lu nodded repeatedly, "Thank you, boss!"

……………………

The twelfth year of Hongde, the first day of the first lunar month.

Jia Jing, who had already left at the beginning of the Chou and Yin, did not return to the palace hungry until around the Wei period.

As soon as he came back, Jia Jing called Lai Fu Shuanzhu to call several of his aides and Canglang over.

After a while, everyone gathered in the study room outside.

Jia Jing looked at several of his entourages and the staff beside him.

"What a strange thing happened today. The man in the palace has always opposed handling the government affairs in the Zhengdan court, saying that Yuan Shuo was busy working for a year!

But at this year's official ceremony, Yang Chong actually took several things out of the ordinary to discuss, which is very different from his usual style of conduct!"

"Is there something extremely urgent?"

An aide asked.

"What's the urgent matter?"

Jia Jing shook his head, "The most urgent thing in the court today is that a spy came to report that the Jurchens in Liaodong had signs of establishing a country and becoming emperor, but now there is still snow in the north, and even if you want to send troops, you can't..."

"There are also some personnel from the Nine Borders who are transferred. By the way, Xue Zixing was transferred to Liaodong as a deputy general. This kid's promotion speed is not slow."

"But these are all things that are not urgent. In previous years, the palace had to wait until the court meeting after the Lantern Festival before solving it!"

The staff member couldn't help but frown, "If you can cause such a big change in your temper in the palace, there must be some reason we don't know..."

"By the way, I found something different."

Jia Jing asked Canglang on the side: "Generally speaking, once the natural sacred sacrifice and refining Taoist soldiers are started, can they still be cancelled?"

"How is that possible?"

Canglang was quite surprised, "The so-called sacrifice and refining Taoist soldiers are to use our natural sacred essence to assimilate and even replace it. Once it starts, there is no way back. After all, it comes from the natural sacred essence, which is not something that ordinary lives can resist."

Upon hearing this, Jia Jing was stunned.

Smile for a moment.

Jia Jing asked again: "What if there are other natural sacred people who are born to intervene in the rescue, or who are directly sacrificed and refined Taoist soldiers to die and die?"

"That's impossible!"

Canglang's face was serious, "You must know that once the original origin of natural sacred enters the body, it will instantly contaminate ordinary life, and then slowly begin to assimilate and improve. During this period, even if other natural sacreds give the original origin, it will only cause severe repulsion from the Taoist soldiers."

"Putting the two origins together is like a fight between two tigers, and there will be deaths and injuries during this period!"

"It would be fine if the original origin, which was originally born sacred, was strong, at most it would be called a great loss of the strength of the Taoist soldier; but once the original origin, which was originally born sacred, would be called the body of the Taoist soldier collapsed and melted in an instant!"

Jia Jing's heart moved, and what Canglang said made Jia Jing's heart instantly raise.

A thought arises in the mind.

Canglang continued to talk there.

"As for the sacred body and death, the Taoist refining is even more impossible. Taoist soldiers are all dependent on their own Taoist masters. It is not certain that they prosper and prosper, but they are definitely a loss!

Therefore, once a sacred person dies, the Taoist soldiers under his command will inevitably die..."

Speaking of this, Canglang also reacted a little.

"Are you talking about Yan Luo's Taoist soldiers?"

Jia Jing didn't say anything, but his brows slowly frowned.

As if he noticed the solemn expression on Jia Jing's face, the atmosphere in the study room gradually became calm.

After a while.

Jia Jing said, "I saw Yang Chong in the Yangxin Palace before, and saw strange dark veins on his arms, exactly the same as the breath on Yan Luo."

The voice was full of solemnity.

Jia Jing glanced around and then said word by word: "But today, I found that the strange veins on Yang Chong's hand disappeared..."

Canglang's eyes suddenly widened, "So, Yan Luo not only did not die, but was reborn from his own Taoist soldiers?"

Although I didn't say who it was, who can't guess?

“…”

Outside the window, a cold wind whistled by.
Chapter completed!