Invincible from the start

Chapter 22

No matter whether you are a royal aristocrat, a hermit family, or a commoner, in the eyes of the legendary gods, you are all insignificant and ant-like existences.

Two suns appeared in the sky, and the red clouds dyed the land of Kyushu red, and they merged into one again. In the end, many copper boxes fell from the sun, which was called a miracle by the world.

"Is there really a god in this world?" Emperor Yan Zhao Wuji stayed in the Qin Tianjian for a long time without eating or drinking.

"Everyone says that the king of a country is the son of heaven, the son of heaven, so there really is a father on top of my head?" Zhao Wuji said to himself, and the little eunuch on the side suddenly wanted to laugh, but Glancing at Zhao Wou-ki's serious face, he restrained himself, not daring to move.

"If there is a god, then can I live forever and be the eternal emperor in this world?" Zhao Wuji's eyes were fiery. Since ancient times, when people's rights reached their peak, they would always have the idea of ​​immortality.

"Send someone to bring back the copper boxes that are wandering in the rivers and lakes, at all costs." Zhao Wuji's eyes were firm. This miracle, of course, can only be enjoyed by the king. Power and financial resources, those miracles that have been lost to the people, can still be recovered.

"Obey." In the darkness, there was no one, only a hoarse voice.

Hearing his voice, but not seeing him, the little eunuch was so startled that his back turned cold, his sweat was like raindrops, and he guessed in panic, could this be the rumored secret guard who only obeyed His Majesty's orders?Dayan's first army who is not on the bright side?
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On Dayu Mountain, Su Heng came back quietly. Except for a few people who knew about it, there was not much commotion, but this did not prevent a group of enthusiastic congregants from carnival. Playing songs and enjoying music, they are all discussing their own invincible leader, everyone's eyes are full of crazy pursuit.

Su Heng's number one henchman, Zhou Feng, has been proud of himself recently, catching up with the head of the Twelve Halls of the Devil's Cult. As the only henchman and messenger of the Hierarch, countless people naturally came to fawn over him. All kinds of gold and silver jewelry, Zhou Feng's small warehouse was filled with top-notch medicinal materials.

While Zhou Feng was crazily accumulating money, he also cherished everything at present. Naturally, Su Heng reported the situation and did not dare to lie. Establishing prestige in front of you, it will be easier and more convenient to do things for Su Heng in the future. Sometimes if you don't accept it, outsiders will think you Zhou Feng is just a fake tiger. You take a sip and explore the depth.

Su Heng asked Zhou Feng to continue brainwashing the subordinates. Now Zhou Feng has been able to brainwash the subordinates with ease. He has thoroughly understood the essence of Su Heng, and even improved and carried forward. Everyone in the church worships their Patriarch crazily from the bottom of their hearts. In this regard, Zhou Feng's contribution is greater than the sky.

After simply arranging everything, Su Heng went back to the attic and dismissed the maids. As for the non-sticky big black dog, he didn't care about it. This big black dog was born at odds with Su Heng. Instead, he glanced sideways at Su Heng from time to time, with an indescribably arrogant expression in those small eyes.

The exquisitely carved mahogany table with flower, bird and fish patterns in the room is wiped by the maid every day, and it is clean and shiny. Su Heng gently puts the copper box on the table. When the bronze box and the mahogany table are put together, the two extremes can be distinguished at a glance. color.

"If there is a god in this world, then what are they throwing away these boxes for?" Su Heng is easier to accept the idea that there is a god in this world than others, because he has something that can't be explained clearly.

Su Heng didn't open the box rashly. He always wondered if this was some kind of conspiracy. As soon as he opened the box, the contents of the box would be released, taking him away?In short, there are always people who want to harm me...

Su Heng is very confident in himself, but he is just a mortal. When a man meets a god, his aura will naturally be a little less.

After struggling for a long time, Su Heng still decided to open the box, but he just felt like a fool for opening it after wasting so much time after struggling for a long time...

Su Heng used a little inner strength lightly, and the copper box opened easily with a faint clicking sound. Although it was called a treasure descended from the gods by the world, it was a miracle, but when it was opened, there was neither brilliance, nor heaven. Thunder rolling, no different from ordinary boxes that are usually opened.

Su Heng was a little disappointed that there was no earth-shattering noise as he had imagined. He always felt that when a good thing is born, it must be different. The bigger the noise, the higher the value of the thing, and the better it is, but The so-called miracles are too common.

A piece of yellow paper was lying quietly in the box. Su Heng quickly picked it up, wondering if it was some kind of peerless martial arts, but after looking at it for a long time, it seemed to be a piece of architectural blueprint, which looked ordinary and nothing special.

It was neither a peerless martial art nor a treasure map. Su Heng was disappointed again. This miracle seemed like a lot of thunder and rain, but he didn't know if it was the same or different after opening it.

"Let Master Qin come here." Su Heng looked at the blueprint for a long time but couldn't see why, so he said to the maid who was waiting outside the door for orders.

Master Qin is the head of the Purple Bamboo Forest in the Sixth Hall of the Demon Sect. He is in charge of refining and building these things. The weapons of the Devil Sect and the sharp weapons of the magic weapons in the hands of each hall master are all from the Purple Bamboo Forest.

Master Qin did not dare to neglect the instructions from the leader, so he hurried over. He was quite old, with white beard and hair, but he was energetic, walking like flying, and strong, looking more like a strong young man.

But Mr. Qin's old face told everyone that he was a bad old man who was about to go to the ground. He was strong and strong because he was tempered every day with a [-]-jin hammer in his early years.

For example, another hall master of Zizhu Forest, Tie Qingniu, is much younger than him, with a muscular body, and his arms are almost as thick as the chief executive Su Xiaoxiao alone. Master Qin also had this appearance back then, and with this A strong body, being a groom every night, is also sad because he is young and does not know what is precious, and the boss is a helper.

After Mr. Qin entered the room, Su Heng threw the yellow paper without talking nonsense. Mr. Qin caught it and squeezed it in his hands. The texture of the paper gave people a feeling of long time ago.

Master Qin could tell at a glance that the drawing on the yellow paper was an architectural drawing, so he didn't pay too much attention to it. Speaking of blacksmithing and construction skills, Master Qin didn't think anyone in the world could be better than himself.

But after taking a closer look, Mrs. Qin's eyes changed, and after a few more glances, he couldn't help exclaiming: "Master, who did this?"

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