The capital of Daxia, Yangcheng.

This is the "fairy city on earth" that the Emperor of Daxia tried to build. It brings together the essence of civilization of the entire Daxia Dynasty and is the most advanced place in the world.

The clouds are colorful, the rainbow light fills the sky, and it looks like a fairyland, but it is just a special effect after the blessing of countless formations.

People fly by in the sky from time to time. There are a lot of venerables in Yangcheng, and there are even emperors and kings sitting there. It is a real "city of strong men".

Within the majestic city walls, tall buildings stand tall, the streets are wide, and luxurious carriages fly by.

The fragrant birds and birds planted on the roadside are all nine-core pearls, clear soul purple calyx and other rare plants. The fragrance alone can improve a person's physical condition.

Every day, there is a long queue at the city gate, tens of thousands of people want to enter Yangcheng.

However, in order to prevent the infiltration of unorganized families, the review of entering the city is extremely strict. Household registration, documents, and various certificates must be complete, and many questions must be answered.

This resulted in tens of thousands of people stranded outside the city every day. The government simply built four small towns at the four gates of the city, all with inns, restaurants and the like, for people entering the city to rest.

The core area of ​​Yangcheng is naturally the imperial palace.

The majestic purple-gold palace stands like a mountain, majestic and extraordinary.

Outside the palace, people came from time to time to kneel and kowtow, muttering words with pious expressions on their faces.

They are on a pilgrimage.

Worship the first emperor of all times, the supreme ruler who has ruled the world for 40,000 years.

Just looking at the palace from a distance and feeling the solemn atmosphere can make pilgrims extremely satisfied.

At the gate of the palace, several burly Jinwu guards stood, glancing at the pilgrims outside but not chasing them away.

If there are martial arts masters here, they will be surprised to find that the aura of these Jinwu Guards is extremely powerful. With every movement of their hands and feet, the Gang Qi is generated by itself and circulates continuously outside the body.

These people are martial arts masters!

The grandmaster guards the gate, and only the imperial palace has such high standards.

In the palace, there are nine main halls and thirty-six side halls, which are used for different formal occasions.

There are more than a thousand large and small palaces where the queens and concubines live.

In the center is the emperor's palace, which is also a place for daily life, martial arts training, and retreat. It covers an area of ​​thousands of hectares, a martial arts training ground, a library, a treasure trove... all kinds of buildings are complete, serving only the emperor.

This palace alone is equivalent to a small city.

If the concubines entered the palace at night to serve the emperor, they would have to leave at noon in order to arrive in time.

At this time, sitting in the study room of the palace, a majestic man in his thirties or forties with a face as red as a jujube, wearing a nine-clawed golden dragon robe, slowly flipped through the books on the table and occasionally stared at the ceiling.

From time to time, thunder appears in the child's hole.

This man was the supreme emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty.

No one knows the emperor's name anymore. If he had to mention it, there would only be one word "Qi".

Qi, the first unified emperor in the history of the human race, was also the only one to start a dynasty that lasted ten thousand years.

Qi was resting at this time, looking through the books in the library.

Every book here is a rare and unique book worth tens of thousands of gold. If it is circulated, it will shock the world.

But in Qi's hands, it was just a casual read to pass the long time.

To the left of the desk, a beautiful concubine was burning incense and grinding it.

On the right side of the desk, there is a strange-looking magic weapon.

The instrument is divided into three parts.

The lower part is a square frame lying flat, with 8864 squares neatly embedded in it.

On both sides of the square frame, eight small gilt characters "Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui" are engraved in sequence.

The sixty-four small squares embedded are also engraved with words, which are related to the corresponding positions of the squares.

For example, if the horizontal line is Qian and the vertical line is Gen, then there is a word "Dun" on the square.

This is the sixty-four hexagrams formed by the combination of two hexagrams.

The back part of the magic weapon is a silver box, and there is a buzzing sound inside.

The front part of the instrument is an erected bronze mirror.

On the smooth mirror, there was a picture shining brightly, which was a map of the imperial palace.

After Qi finished flipping through a book, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on the square frame, then gently lowered his fingers and tapped.

Kakaka...

Each small square is pressed and pops up automatically, making a crisp sound.

At the same time, the picture on the bronze mirror also began to change. The palace map slowly expanded, the buildings inside became clearer and clearer, and the details became richer and richer. Finally, the faces of the patrolling Jinwu Guards could even be seen.

Qi nodded with satisfaction.

"While sitting in the meditation room, you can view the entire exterior scenery, every detail is exposed, and it is synchronized at all times."

"The map function developed by Ai Fei is indeed useful, thank you."

The concubine immediately knelt down to thank her, her pretty face blossomed like a spring orchid, she pursed her lips and smiled:

"This 'Wanxiang Instrument' developed by His Majesty is so ingenious that it combines different sequences of the sixty-four hexagrams to form different commands, allowing the magical instrument to calculate on its own."

"Using the functions of utensils to replace the ingenious changes of divine thoughts, the transformations are endless, forming a universe of its own."

"This is the miracle of creation."

This concubine knew how to please the king, and she praised the Wanxiang instrument.

Qi was very pleased with it, stroking his beard and smiling, with a glow on his face.

This "Vientiane Instrument" is indeed his painstaking work.

Starting from scratch, the early drawings and derivation alone took thousands of years, and the subsequent development, trial and error, and assembly took thousands more.

Over thousands of years, a total of more than a thousand ghosts and immortals served as developers, spending their entire lives on this magical weapon.

There are even many ghosts and immortals reincarnated with the memory of research and development, focusing on this for several consecutive lives.

The outside world basically believes that the Vientiane Instrument is still under development, and many people even think that it has taken nearly 10,000 years to achieve no results. This is just for His Majesty the Emperor's own entertainment and is not worth looking forward to.

In fact, the first Vientiane Instrument has already come out and is placed in front of Qi's desk.

All that needs to be done later is to reduce costs and enrich functions.

Let one after another be deployed and placed in major cities to become the emperor's weapon to control the world.

Looking at the enlarging map in the bronze mirror, another burst of lightning burst out of Qi's hole.

This Vientiane Instrument will be an unprecedented artifact and the greatest masterpiece of his life.

At this time, the concubine was still praising:

"Such an artifact is so exquisitely conceived that it's hard to imagine how His Majesty came up with it in the first place."

Upon hearing this, Qi's smile disappeared unconsciously.

The concubine was very sensitive and immediately realized that she had said the wrong thing. Her heart tightened and she quickly changed the subject:

"I believe that it won't be long before the Vientiane Instrument can be put into practical use and help His Majesty complete the great cause that will last forever..."

Qi nodded slightly, "Okay, you can go back and receive the reward."

The concubine saluted again and respectfully exited the study. She felt uneasy and still couldn't figure out what she said wrong.

Inside the room, Qi looked at the books in the room, his eyes a little blurry.

His fingers moved slightly and tapped the small square on the frame again.

Kakaka...

In the bronze mirror, a document slowly unfolded.

This is a page from the file that records the identity information of the Evil Killing Guard.

On the first line, the word "Song Lan" is written clearly.

"You're still back."

"You shouldn't have come back."
Chapter completed!