Vol 2 Chapter 892: Mei Gong

　　 has a foundation of ninety small veins, and martial arts practice is easy, no difficulty.
　　The difficulty is the sword!
　　 Just the end of the eight stones broken into particles, it can be seen that the sword array has very high requirements for the sword.
　　 Ordinary swords will be scrapped once they are used, or even destroyed even if they are not used once.
　　 Therefore, the sword must be a good sword!
　　 In the map of "Dayan Sword Array", there is a set of forged drawings dedicated to refining ninja long swords. The forged sword is named Dayan sword.
　　The grade is four. Among the required materials, blood snake stone is exactly one of them, and it is only an auxiliary material.
　　 The main material is a top-level material called Void Dust.
　　 Its scarcity is more precious than Skyfire.
　　Skyfire can occasionally be found from some inaccessible places, and it is also occasionally sold on the market.
　　 But the Void Dust is the dust left by the broken Void when the mortal achieves the divine position.
　　 This dust has the power to penetrate through the void, and is amazing.
　　 "Void Dust is no longer hopeful." Xia Qingchen sighed helplessly: "Only looking for the next-level materials, refining the imitation of Dayan sword."
　　 A grain of void dust is worth a domain.
　　 Even if he was born occasionally, he was also obtained by kings like Liang Wang, Zhong Yun Wang and Man Wang.
　　 is outside, and sold on the market, there is nothing.
　　Material matters can only be considered long-term.
　　He took the eight-handed ninja swords from the treasure house of nirvana in the Ling Palace for temporary use.
　　After finding suitable materials, we will refine the imitation sword.
　　When returning to the barracks.
　　 Fang Cuihong and others are teaching Zizi Tiantuan Feixian martial arts skills. Although not everyone can learn everything, this martial art is not difficult, and you can learn a little.
　　 "Adult." When Xia Qingchen came back, Fang Cuihong said with a strange expression: "You can count back, and never come back, I'm afraid I can't control the Yunlan war group."
　　 Xia Qingchen said: "Why?"
　　 He has appointed Fang Cuihong as Qian Xiaoqi of the Yunlan clan, how can it be unreasonable?
　　 Fang Cuihong pointed to Xia Qingchen’s commander Wan Xiaoqi’s camp, but said helplessly,
Lord, look.

　　 looked in his eyes, Xia Qingchen couldn't help but wonder.
　　I saw the members of the Yunlan clan, and a group of female soldiers had completely surrounded his camp account, and they peeped through the slits of the camp account.
　　 They are all excited on their faces, sometimes shy, sometimes excited, and weird.
　　 Xia Qingchen came over and stood behind them, saying, "What are you doing?"
　　 Suddenly, the female soldiers turned around, stood in a panic, and said together: "See Master Xia."
　　 Xia Qingchen looked at them suspiciously, and opened the curtain to sweep inside.
　　 I saw Fan Yin sitting helplessly on the camp chair, a cheek covered in a cheek, and his eyes were full of helplessness.
　　 Seeing Xia Qingchen, he stood up immediately and said in a crying voice: "You finally come back. If you don't come again, I will be eaten by them."
　　 was originally a cry of mourning, but it fell in Xia Qingchen's ears, but it had a unique sense of enchanting.
　　 Raised his hand and cast his feet into the room, even more unspeakable and charming, just like a bright and bright moon, a person with infinite demeanor.
　　 Xia Qingchen, a man, couldn't help but be excited.
　　 "It seems that you are the "national fragrance" cultivation practice success." Xia Qingchen finally understood why the female soldiers outside responded so.
　　Van Yin dragged Xia Qingchen in, and said with joy and blame: "Why didn't you tell me that a man's body has such a powerful effect?"
　　He is now a woman dressed as a man, but shouldn't "National Beauty" show power only in women?
　　 Xia Qingchen converged to fluctuate, feeling calm: "You might as well try to recover your daughter."
　　 The man is still the same, regaining his female form, fearing that the Zizi Tiantuan will be confused by her, Xia Qingchen may not be able to suppress the group of lost male soldiers.
　　 "Are you giving me, is it really the "national fragrance"?" Fanyin was full of emotions and looked at him without blinking.
　　 Xia Qingchen said lightly: "Otherwise?"
　　Fanyin's heart thumped, is it really like Xia Qingchen said, is this a supreme divine skill that can be cultivated into a god?
　　 For the first time, she felt that it was not a bad thing to be captured by Xia Qingchen and become her slave.
　　 "Practice for another period of time, and you can put you back in the middle of the cloud, with your "National Colors and Incense", I believe you will have a big time." Xia Qingchen said.
　　 He always remembered how, when the goddess Mei had not yet become a god, he relied on an "national fragrance" to fascinate all the kings of the world.
　　 Even a few demigods who competed for the position all fought for Meishen, and finally even gave up the position.
　　Fanyin is still shallow, but it certainly has the ability to work in the middle of the cloud.
　　 "Really?" Fan Yin hugged Xia Qingchen with excitement: "Thank you, thank you for your kindness."
　　 When hugged, the magical technique in "National Beauty" was released virtually.
　　And, with the maturity of his chest, squeeze Xia Qingchen's arm.
　　 Xia Qingchen was expressionless and gently pushed it away, saying lightly: "Don't use meme to me, it's useless."
　　Which is his ethos comparable to mortals?
　　The gods can't confuse him, not to mention the fledgling Sanskrit.
　　 "Aren't you okay?" The Sanskrit was rejected several times, and he couldn't help getting bored, his eyes also moved down between Xia Qingchen's legs.
　　 used to say that she was too inferior, she recognized it.
　　 Now that Mei Gong has made great progress, Xia Qingchen can still be unmoved. Is there such a man in the world?
　　 Xia Qingchen's forehead blue muscles jumped: "Go to practice immediately."
　　 "Go away!" Fan Yin made a grimace and was about to turn around, suddenly thinking of something, and pulled out a letterhead that she had covered in her arms: "Nuo, the letterhead sent by San Gongzi."
　　However, she did not take out the letterhead completely, but took out half, and the other half was still inserted in her chest.
　　 "Oh, I can't pull it out, the clip is too tight, what should I do." Fan Yin looked helpless and sent his chest to Xia Qingchen.
　　 Looking down, the beautiful scenery is clearly visible.
　　 Xia Qingchen glared at him, grabbed the air, and the letterhead was sucked out.
　　 However, the one who was sucked out together, even had a red apron, together with the letterhead, fell in the palm of Xia Qingchen.
　　 "Adult is good or bad! Want to say it directly, why?" Fan Yin hugged his chest, his eyes sly, and he seemed to laugh.
　　 Xia Qingchen was annoyed to throw away her apron and said, "Purple! Xiao! Slave! Circle!"
　　 So, Fanyin was startled and ran away.
　　 Xia Qingchen was angry and funny: "It's getting less and less ridiculous!"
　　 Probably using the wisdom of Sanskrit, he has already knocked on the side to see that Xia Qingchen is a man. He knows that although he is indifferent, he is not a cruel generation, so he dare to make such a joke.
　　 Then, he opened the letterhead, and the three sons invited him to go to the military palace.
　　People who are going to participate in the Xianmo chess game in the military palace are all invited to meet together to discuss ways of cooperation.
　　 Xia Qingchen put away the letterhead and said lightly: "I don't know, will anyone be willing to cooperate with me as a breakthrough loser?"
　　 (updated at 12 noon tomorrow, both guaranteed)
(End of this chapter)