At first, he disliked the tung oil lamps in Shouning Palace as not bright enough and produced too much smoke, so he secretly made an oil lamp.
Liu An grew up studying in Shouning Palace at night with this lamp in his arms.
"Why hasn't he learned the technique of this reclining chair from me? It's so comfortable!"
Click~
Crunch!
The juice splashed in my mouth and the whole yard was filled with the fragrance of peaches.
Another year passed.
The Xuanyin Sect once again organized a large army to attack Daxia.
Each soldier was wearing fire-resistant clothing and quickly broke through the first line of defense at the border.
boom!
When attacking the second line of defense, the sky suddenly turned upside down and the mountains and rivers collapsed.
Countless soldiers and warriors were buried underground.
The whole world is at peace again.
In the underground palace of Luoshen Mountain.
Zhao Laoqi sat facing the stone wall.
Behind him, the elder, who was covered in a black robe, spoke respectfully.
"Your Majesty, all the spies we sent to Xia Country have disappeared."
"No need to look for it anymore. It must have been that woman Liu Rui who did it. No matter how many people we send in, it will be useless."
The corners of Zhao Laoqi's mouth twitched and his eyelids twitched.
"Your Majesty, are you not going to inquire about the gunpowder matter?"
"Put it aside for now."
Zhao Laoqi's lips trembled and he waved his hand.
Millions more dead.
There are really not many mid-level warriors in the Xuanyin Sect.
This time, more than a hundred Saint-level warriors were killed.
It is equivalent to destroying one and a half Xuanmen.
"I can't afford the loss."
Zhao Laoqi said with a pained look.
So many lives, so many warriors.
If we become blood feeders for them to absorb blood for cultivation, I wonder how many supreme masters will be created.
Even he would probably be able to improve his cultivation to the late stage of the Supreme Being.
"Even if we destroy the entire Xia Kingdom, I'm afraid we won't be able to recoup our losses."
Zhao Laoqi was conflicted.
Go back to the room and turn on the mirror.
"Master, it's not that I'm not trying hard, it's just that I have no other options. We've lost so many experts this time. Master, do you have any solutions?"
"What can I do? If you don't bring your men to rescue me, do you have any other plans?"
The dark figure in the mirror had no expression on its face.
"Master, please don't wrongly accuse me. You know these subordinates. They are not on good terms with me. Many of them privately blame me for leading them into the devil's way. If I lead them to rescue you smoothly, it will be fine. But if we encounter setbacks..."
"Alright, I know all this. I saw your probing today. Those people are afraid of even a sword cultivator. They are truly incompetent."
"Master, you were a great devil in your time, can you teach me?"
"I've been thinking about this these past few days, but there's always someone hovering over my head. If I could absorb his power and blood, I'd be able to escape. The problems you face won't be problems anymore."
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