Chapter 915 The Appointment of March

In front of many courtiers, Wu Tianming raised his sword finger, and a purple-gold sword spirit shot out from his fingertips, like a crazy python [excited], slantingly brushing the towering towering towering at the main gate of the palace, beating half of the tower, and then shooting out 2,000 miles, hitting a tower I wore a transparent hole about a diameter.

With a sword, Wu Tianming slowly stood up and slowly stretched out. He made a crisp sound all over his body, and the huge fluctuation of fairy power made the literature and martial arts of the whole dynasty flind. A nine-turn big elixir in his mouth, in just a quarter of an hour, made Wu Tianming, who was originally in the realm of Yuanying, have the strength of three-grade golden immortals out of thin air.

Wu Tianming's foundation is still too poor to integrate all the medicinal power of this golden elixir with the essence of the road contained in it for the time being. Otherwise, with the purified essence of a happy Buddha, Wu Tianming can definitely be easily pushed to the peak of the golden fairy, which is infinitely close to the level of Taiyi.

But that alone, the powerful effect of this elixir has also been shocking. More than half of the medicine is hidden in Wu Tianming's [body]. When he gradually refines in the future, he is a real peak golden fairy.

Wu Tianming took a deep breath, and suddenly the wind and clouds rolled in the hall, and a strong wind was set off in the flat ground to almost lift the Manchao Wenwu out. After a long time, Wu Tianming adjusted his breath. His cultivation came out of thin air, and he had no experience in controlling such a huge power at all, so it took him a lot of time to adjust the interest rate.

The purple-gold light flashed in his eyes, and Wu Tianming solemnly bowed to Don't beg: "National Master!"

Then Wu Tianming saluted Gui Guzi and Mo Zhai one by one, respectfully calling him the national teacher. Gui Guzi and Mo Zhai nodded slightly, but they didn't say a word. All the intrigues were handed over to Don't beg. It's not that they won't, but that they disdain to intrigue with people like Wu Diyu.

Don't beg for a sneer. He deliberately asked Wu Diyu, "Regent, poor Taoist brother, can you be the national teacher of Wu?"

Wu Diqi opened his mouth and didn't say anything for a long time. He looked straight at Don't beg. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak at all. In just a quarter of an hour, a three-grade golden fairy was created. What kind of elixir is this? How outrageous and abnormal is the elixir master who can refine this kind of elixir? Hearing the slightly provocative question, Wu Diqi turned his head with difficulty and took a look at the literary and martial arts of the whole dynasty. His followers opened their mouths like toads who were scared by the thunder. Those courtiers who were usually not on the right path with him looked at Wu Tianming in surprise.

Da Wu's court was about to change dramatically, and Wu Diyu suddenly had such an awareness.

A dry smile" Wu Diqi said with difficulty, "I, the master of the State of Wu, must be capable and virtuous, three immortals..." Don't beg before he opened his mouth, the Gui Guzi beside him sneered, "What is virtue? Is it virtue to seek the throne? Is bullying your own nephew for virtue? Is it virtue to hold the handle? Is it virtue to block the virtuous for the country? What is virtue? Poor Dao dares to ask the regent, what is virtue?" Wu Diqi was blushed by a series of harsh questions from Gui Guzi. He stared at Gui Guzi angrily and was about to attack, but he suddenly remembered the eight great Wu high priests who were killed by a sword. Wu Diqi's anger disappeared in an instant. He opened his mouth and racked his brains to find an excuse to oppose the three begging people to become the master of the State of Wu.

Or directly transfer troops to kill the three of them? Unable to think of a suitable excuse, Wu Diyu couldn't help but have a murderous heart.

In addition to the eight high priests who were killed, the Great Wu Dynasty and Wu Diyu were the high priests of the party, and there were twelve generals who were slightly lower than Wu Diyu. In cooperation with the 200,000 troops guarding the imperial city, Wu Diyu was sure not to kill these three unknown Taoist people.

Just as Wu Diyu couldn't help opening his mouth to order the mobilizing of soldiers and horses, another old minister, who was the same as the air-dried fruit, slowly walked out of the train. The old minister narrowed a pair of triangular eyes and coughed a few times, and said in a low voice, "The elixir of the three immortals is really exquisite. But the art of alchemy is just a small way. Even if it can create three hardware immortals, it only benefits individuals, but there is no gain for our great Wu Guoli.

Wu Diyu nodded with satisfaction, which was a good excuse. Even if you Wu Tianming have become a third-grade golden fairy, you have become a golden fairy alone, but there are three billion people in the Great Wu Dynasty.

Even if there are more than ten or twenty golden immortals, it is useless to the national strength of Wu!

After listening to the old minister's words, Wu Tianming couldn't help but stand up with his hair. He pointed to the old minister and said angrily, "Da Sima, you..." More than Qiran's courtiers in the hall bowed to Wu Tianming at the same time and said, "Your Majesty, please think twice!" The old minister, known as the Great Sima, moved his long beard proudly and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, please think This position of national teacher is really a big deal. If it is entrusted to me, it will be very harmful to Da Wu." This Da Sima still wants to continue to speak. Don't beg for coldly interrupting his long speech: "Enough!"

A soft shout shocked the big Sima back a few steps. Don't beg and say proudly, "The three poor Taoist brothers" have no secular reputation, and they have no intention to pay attention to the secular world. We have been living in seclusion in the Pangu mainland for 18 years. This time, we just want to find a cave to open up a Taoist temple to promote the road. Why did I care about this great Wu Guoshi?" He sneered and sneered at Wu Diyu and Man Chao Wenwu with a sneer, "It's just waiting for you. The voice is in a dilemma for the three brothers. The throne of this national teacher, the poor Dao still has to sit on it and play for a few days." Before these courtiers can speak, don't beg to turn to Wu Tianming and say, "Your Majesty, the three poor Taoist brothers have the intention to contribute to the great cause of Wu Liding. Please Duan, let's see if we are qualified to become the master of the State of Wu." Wu Tianming happily begged not to hold the boxing boxing: "The master of the state can do whatever you want."

Don't beg to nod slowly. He sneered at Wu Diyu and others and said, "Today, I will let you see it. What is the talent of the sky and the earth, and the unpredictable opportunity of the gods and ghosts!" He coughed gently and said, "Second brother, please take action!"

Mo Zhai snorted coldly, and he said angrily to Wu Tianming's urn, "Good funeral iron is 100,000 catties, send it quickly!"

Wu Tianming was stunned. He almost instinctively looked at Wu Diyu.

Wu Diqi was also stunned for a moment. He squinted and meditated for a while and waved his hand gently. Several Wu officials in charge of forging military weapons in the hall strode out of the hall. A series of orders were passed quickly, and soon 100,000 catties of forged hammers were piled up in the middle of the hall.

What Mo Zhai just wanted is 100,000 catties of good funeral iron, which is the best quality finished iron chain that can be refined by ordinary iron ore. However, these courtiers of Dawu sent 100,000 catties of ordinary iron, which is more than ten times different from the quality of the iron requested by Mo Zhai?

Wu Tianming was not stupid. He saw clearly the tricks of these courtiers. He gritted his teeth angrily and glanced at the chief officials and firmly remembered them in his heart. Wu Tianming swore that as long as he fought down Wu Diyu and completely grasped the imperial power of the Great Wu, he must make these ministers who dared to disobey his will unlucky, so that they would always remember what the king's anger and blood flowed.

Mo Zhai shook his head and sneered disapprovingly. He casually made a move to the 100,000 catties of fine iron, and a fine red light in the palm of his hand spewed out 100,000 pounds of fine iron. With a bang, it melted into iron water, and the original huge volume shrank several times in the blink of an eye. Mo Zhai simply outlined a few runes in the air with his fingers to the iron water. He shook his right hand casually, and a piece of light spilled from his palm. "Dingling, a crisp sound came, and the thirty-handed extremely simple one-handed sword was inserted in the hall.

Mo Zhai waved his hand and snorted coldly.

Don't beg for rolling your eyes with your hands behind your back. The two nostrils snorted coldly at the Tianhu board of the hall, "Please appreciate it!"

Wu Diyu was silent for a while, and then he suddenly laughed: "Where is the general of Zhendian?" A golden armored general strode over at the door of the hall. He held his fist and saluted Wu Diyu before paying homage to Wu Tianming. Wu Tianming smiled coldly, and he said in a low voice, "Try the weapons refined by the military division."

The civil and military ministers in the hall couldn't help shaking their heads at the same time. Although they don't know how to refine weapons, they all know that refining is a very complex and difficult skill. What kind of good thing can a weapon like Mo Zhai get out in only two breaths? The Great Wu Dynasty also had special refiners who cultivated the level of immortals and refined them all fairy weapons, and several generals in the town hall wore the magic weapons they refined.

But Zhai's three-handled one-handed sword looks dim and dull, and it doesn't look like a sharp weapon at all!

The general of the palace was instructed by Wu Diyu's eyes. He pulled out a heavy sword from his waist and cut it off at a one-handed sword inserted in front of him. I heard a crisp sound, like the sound of the paper being torn open. The general's hand of the palace was light, and half of the long sword had fallen to the ground.

Mandian Wenwu was stunned, and Wu Diqi rushed up and fought for a few steps.

The most intelligent refiner of the Great Wu Dynasty in the hand of General Zhendian, who spent half a year to refine the immortal weapon, was easily cut off by Mo Zhai's one-handed sword refined in batches with two breaths, and the broken mouth was as smooth as a mirror, without a trace of burrs.

Mo Zhai snorted coldly and closed his eyes proudly.

Don't beg and laughed loudly. He saluted Wu Tianming: "Your Majesty, 100,000 sets of armor are refined by the second brother of the poor, and the weapons are planned by the big brother of the poor. The poor is the vanguard official to attack the city and pull out the fortress. Within March, help your majesty level all the At that time, he jumped up excitedly. Hearing Don't beg like this, Wu Tianming couldn't help laughing and said, "Wonderful, just according to the words of the national teacher!"

Wu Diyu jumped up suddenly. He shouted harshly, "The three immortals said this, are you willing to set a military order?"

Don't beg for mercy and look at Wu Diyu. He said faintly, "Military order? All right! Does the regent still want to add a little more? "Wu Diyu was slightly stunned, and then he suddenly laughed: "If the three immortals can really let Dawu dominate here in three months, what if I step down from the regent's position as a commoner?" Don't beg to look at Wu Diyu. Wu Diyu instinctively turned It was a loud laugh and a series of applause.