Nightwatcher

He knew about the existence of magical artifacts. His second uncle once said that Dafeng was able to win the Battle of Shanhaiguan back then, and the artillery made great contributions.

Half of the power of artillery comes from gunpowder, and the other half comes from formations.

The magic weapon is the unique weapon of the Dafeng Dynasty, and it is also the confidence of the Dafeng Dynasty to dare to claim to be orthodox in the world.

At this moment, Xu Qi'an suddenly realized that the magic weapon and Si Tianjian are inextricably linked.

Song Qing hesitated for a while, and answered Xu Qi'an's question based on the principle of knowledge sharing: "It's not a secret, do you know what a fourth-grade warlock is called?"

I don't even know what the seventh rank of my martial arts system is. Xu Qi'an shook his head.

"Array master!" Song Qing said: "The things refined by the alchemist are all mortal objects, and the array master engraves the formation on it, and it becomes a magic weapon."

Based on his own understanding of the warlock system, as well as the information revealed to beauty A Chu Caiwei not long ago, Xu Qi'an thought of a lot at once.

The ninth-rank pharmacist, a sorcerer, is laying the foundation for the eighth-rank qi master, and the seventh-rank feng shui master is laying the foundation. But Feng Shui master has nothing to do with its next level, the sixth-rank alchemist. It turns out that the alchemist and the fourth-rank warlock complement each other.

There is something about the system where alchemists forge powerful force, and array masters are processed into magic weapon warlocks.

No wonder Lord Jianzheng has such a high status in the Dafeng Dynasty.

I must get Chu Caiwei. I don't have any special purpose, I just want to gain a sincere love in this cold society.

Xu Qi'an secretly made up his mind.

"The second piece is the Heart Mirror. It is also a magic weapon. Its material is very ordinary. The real precious thing is the formation on it. It can withstand the full blow of a master of Qi training, six times, and three times for a master of God. Bronze Skin and Iron Bone Realm once."

Is the copper-skinned iron-bone realm the sixth rank of the Wufu system? Xu Qi'an finally knew what the sixth rank of his system was called.

"The last one is called Bone Erosion and Burning Heart. If you smear it on the arrow, it can kill a master of the god refining realm. It is invalid at the copper skin and iron bone realm, because the arrow cannot penetrate the opponent's skin at all."

Xu Qi'an nodded: "I like all three things."

After a pause, he said, "That kind of alchemy is called grafting!"

Relying on past memories, Xu Qi'an told Song Qing about the grafting technique in a not too detailed manner. The process is not detailed, but the advantages are very detailed. For example, after successful grafting, the plant's cold resistance, drought resistance, and resistance to diseases and insect pests will be improved.

and enhance the taste of the fruit.

It's still the same as the fortune experiment in his diary, a horse with rich theoretical knowledge but poor practical ability.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, it's not him who practices.

If Song Qing failed, it was because of his own weakness. If it succeeds, Xu Qi'an will be responsible for all the credit.

After listening to it, Song Qing's whole body was floating, dancing with excitement, wishing that spring would come soon so that he could do this great alchemy.

"A divine book, that is simply a divine book. I don't know that there is such an ancient alchemy book in the world." Song Qing shouted excitedly.

"thump thump"

Xu Qi'an walked briskly on the steps of the Star Observation Tower, carrying three magic weapons, which cannot be measured by money.

"I can use one of the magical artifacts to exchange for rewards for opening the Heaven's Gate on the black market. However, these things are very useful, so I don't want to give up. Sure enough, prostitution for nothing is the eternal source of happiness for human beings. Go to Goulan to listen to music tomorrow."

He didn't ask Si Tianjian for a copper coin, but what he harvested, if exchanged for silver, would make his aunt give in every minute, bow her head and be a petty person, and never dare to mock him again.

They were all exchanged into bank notes, and then they slapped their aunt's pretty face fiercely. Thinking of this, Xu Qi'an became even happier.

"I'm standing in the strong wind, wishing I could let go of my heartache. Looking at the sky, the clouds are moving in all directions, and I ask the world who is a hero with a sword in my hand." There was no one around, and he sang a song from his previous life with pride and ambition.

At the corner, I met a group of strangers, and the two sides met each other.

so awkward! Xu Qi'an's singing stopped abruptly, and he stepped aside expressionlessly.

There were three people on the lower steps. The one in the middle was wearing an indigo robe, with frosty temples, elegant temperament, handsome features, and eyes like a deep black pool, which contained the wind and frost washed by the years.

He is the kind of charming uncle who can make little girls scream.

On the left is a taciturn young man, staring ahead meticulously.

On the right is a young man with a frivolous mouth and evil eyes. The femininity exuding makes Xu Qi'an very uncomfortable.

However, when it comes to appearance, Xu Qi'an has seen this feminine young man before, and it is rare for a handsome man who can compete with his family's Erlang.

When the three of them passed by Xu Qi'an, the soft-tempered young man sneered, squinted and glanced at him.

At this moment, Xu Qi'an felt that something terrible was watching him, and he couldn't help but hold his breath, but his heartbeat intensified.

The three of them continued to go up along the steps, and Xu Qi'an was relieved when they knew they disappeared after passing the corner.

"That guy seems to be very disdainful towards me, mixed with hostility, is the lyrics too crazy?"

Well, there are some things to pay attention to in the future, not to talk nonsense, especially in public.

For example: I want the sky to be unable to cover my eyes, the ground to be unable to bury my heart, and all Buddhas to disappear.

Another example: In order to have the ambition to sacrifice, dare to teach the sun and the moon to change into a new sky.

On the seventh floor, Song Qinghou, who was reported by his junior brother, was waiting for the three people led by indigo robes at the stairs.

Chu Caiwei gnawed on a piece of sugar cane, and stood beside the wall casually.

The three of them came to the seventh floor, and Song Qing bowed to each other: "Duke Wei."

The middle-aged man with slightly frosted temples nodded slightly.

"Wei Gong, the teacher drank too much wine and is taking a nap, please wait for a while."

The stern-faced young man remained expressionless, while the feminine young man frowned.

The elegant middle-aged man didn't care much, and entered the tea room with Song Qing, and said casually: "When I went upstairs, I ran into an interesting young man. It seems that he is not a disciple of Si Tianjian."

Just as Chu Caiwei was about to speak, Song Qing stopped her with her eyes and said with a smile, "It's just an insignificant little person, but it's quite interesting."

The men who beat the watch have a reputation for viciousness, and they are like tigers and wolves in the eyes of civil and military officials. The whole person needs no reason.

Song Qing wondered if Qi'an had inadvertently offended this powerful eunuch.

"Interesting?" The elegant middle-aged man smiled gently: "How interesting."

Song Qing hesitated for a moment, then commented: "A genius, a genius of alchemy, if he didn't take the wrong path of cultivation, if he worshiped Si Tianjian, his name would be recorded in the history books."

He didn't say anything against his will, but at the same time, he revealed the hint that Si Tianjian valued Xu Qi'an.

The young man with a soft temperament sneered.

The elegant middle-aged man smiled and nodded slightly.

Xu Mansion, inner courtyard.

My aunt took a few maids to cut cloth, draw thread, stuff cotton, and prepare to make winter clothes for the family.

The weather is getting colder, and my aunt plans to buy winter clothes for her children and husband.

Lu'e finished the last stitch, and Xiao Yinya bit the thin thread, looking at the delicately embroidered lotus flowers with satisfaction, thinking that Miss Lingyin must look good in it.

"Ma'am, I went to Dalang yesterday and found that he didn't have winter clothes, but was wearing autumn clothes." Lu'e said softly.

The aunt glanced at the maidservant next to her, and said coldly, "What do you want to say."

Lu'e lowered her head and whispered, "Make one for Da Lang."

"Don't even think about it!" the aunt snorted, "That little bastard, he'll get mad at me every chance he gets, and ask me to make clothes for him, there's no way for him."

The maids and women worked in silence, pretending not to hear.

"I come to eat at home every day, and I don't know how to subsidize the family."

"Didn't Dalang's salary be given to the mansion?" Lu'e muttered.

"As far as his appetite is concerned, that's enough for me." Auntie rolled her eyes vigorously with her beautiful eyes.

That unlucky nephew originally thought that he saved the lives of the whole family, so it is not impossible to improve the relationship with him. But the little bastard took the opportunity to stab her with words, but he just made things difficult for her.

Wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, dogs travel thousands of miles to eat shit, the old saying is true.

The butler hurried over, stopped outside the courtyard, and shouted: "Madam, the master is back."