Daqin: I am the first emperor, and I will start by nourishing the moon god

In front of the Jade Palace, several beautiful women were sitting cross-legged and practicing.

The aura was radiating from them.

A gentle breeze blew past, rippling their light gauze skirts.

Several pairs of jade-smooth silk feet were entwined.

Lady Hu and Da Siming were the most charming, with smooth purple silk feet that seduced people.

Lady Hu and Moon Goddess, with their slender legs wrapped in black stockings, looked noble and mysterious.

Concubine Yan was elegant.

Her long legs were plain, her toes were plump and cute, and her pink flesh color was enough to attract the eye.

Looking at this pleasing scene, Ying Zheng couldn't help but tease out loud

"What happened recently? Are you practicing so hard?"

Hearing Ying Zheng's voice,

Nong Yu, who was sleeping on the chair, stuck out her little butt and quickly got up.

"Brother Zheng, you are here~"

The girl jumped to Ying Zheng's side, with a friendly smile on her face.

Ying Zheng rubbed her head.

"Hmm~"

Then he smiled and asked:

"The ore for refining magic weapons has arrived. What weapon does Xiao Yuer want? I will refine it for you."

The conversation between the two woke everyone up.

The Moon God opened her eyes and said with some surprise:

"So fast?"

Ying Zheng nodded,"Meng Tian sent it back urgently."

All of them were carried back by spirit horses, how could it not be fast?

As he spoke, Ying Zheng took out the furnace.

The furnace was small and simple in shape.

Ying Zheng activated the spell, and the furnace swelled in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it became more than three meters.

Located in the garden.

Yan Fei opened her mouth slightly, her pink and moist tongue trembled slightly, and she murmured in disbelief:

"This... this is a magic spell, right?……"

The Great God of Destiny rolled his eyes at her and said with a smile:

""This country boy has no knowledge~"

Yan Fei's pretty face suddenly darkened. This witch really deserves a beating.

Seeing the two quarreling again,

Ying Zheng shook his head helplessly. Knowing that the two were not really angry, he ignored them.

When Feng Wei brought the materials over,

Ying Zheng sat cross-legged and put the materials into the furnace one by one.

The refined dragon power gave birth to the black mysterious fire.

It quenched the impurities and fused the materials.

"Xiao Yu'er, what weapon do you want?"

Seeing everyone looking at her, Nong Yu blushed and whispered:

""Sword~"

Ying Zheng nodded and cast a spell.

The fiery red ore solution quickly turned into a small sword.

Zi!

The spiritual liquid quenched.

Suddenly, an ice-blue jade-like small sword appeared in Ying Zheng's palm.

"so beautiful!"

""Thank you, Brother Zheng~"

Ying Zheng smiled, flicked his finger, took a drop of Nongyu's blood and dripped it on the spirit sword.

Suddenly, the spirit energy hummed and trembled.

The next moment, Nongyu felt as if she had an extra hand. She thought about it.

The spirit sword turned into a stream of light and flew around.

Seeing this scene, the two people who were arguing stopped.

Their beautiful eyes widened, unable to believe it.

"Can it be controlled by thoughts?"

"Sword control, this is a magic that only immortals can do."

Yan Fei exclaimed.

There are many masters in the martial arts world who control swords with qi and gather qi into blades, such as Xing Hun of the Yin-Yang School.

But Nong Yu controls the sword with her mind.

These are two completely different concepts.

For a moment, even Mrs. Hu and her sisters, who are the least knowledgeable about martial arts, can't help but breathe heavily.

Immortal weapon!!

"My king, I want it too!"

""My king~"

Hu Meiren and Da Siming came up to him coquettishly.

The plump and fat blouse covered Ying Zheng's arms.

Ying Zheng had no choice but to glare at the two of them.

"You can't miss them."

As he said that, he pulled his hands out of the two people's arms.

He continued to pinch the magic formula.

Then, according to their preferences, everyone got a magic sword.

For a while, the whole garden was filled with sword lights.

The beautiful mature women were having a lot of fun.

Seeing that there were still some materials in the furnace,

Ying Zheng's eyes moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly.

He added some spiritual cicada silk.

Soon, pairs of thin cicada wings and different colors of underwear and stockings were formed.

Da Siming was having fun.

He glanced at her from the corner of his eye, then gently lay on his back, and said with a smile:

"Your Majesty, is this also a spiritual weapon?"

Ying Zheng said solemnly,

"How can it not be a spiritual weapon if it can increase attack speed and critical strike?"

Moreover, even a Grandmaster warrior can't break through the defense if he wears these equipment.

Hearing this, Da Siming glared at him, and then couldn't wait to choose a set of purple ones.

"It is really good for defense."

After dripping blood to recognize the master.

The characteristics of the spiritual weapon, Da Siming immediately understood.

At this time, everyone looked over.

Da Siming's enchanting body, with the blessing of the new magic weapon, had a stronger visual impact.

So they turned their heads and spat.

Then Lady Hu pulled her sister forward, her pretty face slightly red, and smiled charmingly:

"Your Majesty, there are sisters like us, right?"

Ying Zheng spread out his hands and said with a smile:

"Choose for yourself."

Some primary spiritual tools, which were just for fun, let them choose for themselves.

Lady Hu smiled and kissed him on the face.

Then she chose a set of black spiritual tools.

""Sister?"

She reminded softly.

Mrs. Hu's dignified temperament could not be maintained. She glanced at Ying Zheng and her pretty face flushed.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng grabbed her little hand and put the white spiritual weapon in her palm.

Madam has an elegant temperament, and white is the most suitable. I wonder if you are satisfied?

Mrs. Hu blushed and bowed dignifiedly again.

"Thank you, Your Majesty~"

Then she let Ying Zheng hold her little hand.

She stood beside Ying Zheng obediently and gently.

Ying Zheng couldn't help but smile.

The beautiful woman was back.

Then everyone looked at Yan Fei. Now Ying Zheng only had a set of transparent spiritual tools in his hand.

Yan Fei's eyes narrowed.

Her face still maintained a cold and dignified personality.

She took the spiritual tool

"Thank you, Your Majesty~"

On the side, the Great God of Destiny whispered in Lady Hu's ear

"How long do you think Yan Fei can last?"

Lady Hu smiled coquettishly and said confidently:

"One month at most~"

Da Siming covered his mouth and said jokingly:

"Half a month at most!"

Listening to the two demon girls brazenly arranging her, Yan Fei was so angry that her eyes went dark.

She controlled the spirit sword and stabbed at the two

""Big! Si! Life!"

For a moment, the scene was extremely lively.

Ying Zheng played with Mrs. Hu's delicate and soft little hands, watching the show silently.

Mrs. Hu's eyes were misty.

She stood beside Ying Zheng obediently.

Nong Yu lay on the stone table, watching the show with great joy.

Miss Hu had already changed into her equipment.

She sat in his arms with her plump buttocks.

……

When he had nothing to do,

Ying Zheng melted all the materials sent to the palace and refined them into flying swords.

He also taught the Fengwei the refining method.

As a result, the Fengwei could only refine weapons of the magic weapon level.

They couldn't even touch the threshold of spiritual weapons.

"It seems that at most I can only mass-produce magic weapons."

Ying Zheng was somewhat helpless.

At this stage, he was the only one who had the ability to refine a spiritual weapon flying sword.

Hearing this, the Moon Goddess stuck to Ying Zheng's back, gently massaged him, and said with a smile:

"My king, the magic weapons are enough."

You should know that the worst magic weapon can be comparable to the top swords.

Feeling the warmth of the snowy flesh behind him,

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes and said with a faint smile:

"Well, you supervise the construction of the weapon refinery, and start production as soon as the materials are in place."

The Moon God nodded, leaned over slightly, and kissed him on the face.

"Here!"

Yan Fei, who was standing by, was holding the brush with her hands until they turned pale.

So I am the only one handling government affairs?

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