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Chapter 120 Let's have a good time!

Yes, Ying Zheng has not wasted his time during this period. He has been promoted to the fifth-level Yin God realm.

Moreover, with high-yield crops such as potatoes, corn, and sweet potatoes, the Qin Empire has already entered the fast lane.

The domestic opposition has gradually disappeared, and the old and young people in the six countries cannot jump up. They either were arrested by the government or hid in the deep mountains and forests, and did not dare to show up.

The people live and work in peace and contentment, no one is fool, and no one is willing to follow the thieves to do the beheading business.

With high-yield crops such as potatoes, corn, and sweet potatoes, the lives of ordinary people gradually improved.

The domestic population has grown significantly.

Everything is developing towards the better.

This is what really satisfy Ying Zheng.

Looking at the balance of 514 points of merit value, Ying Zheng moved his heart, looked up, grabbed two pillows in the bedroom, and turned on the synthesis function.

The next moment, a huge Bagua furnace appeared out of thin air.

In an instant, the world was shrouded in infinite light, and the terrifying Taoist rhyme appeared, hovering around the Bagua furnace, outlining auspicious clouds.

A hot temperature came from the air, and even the void was burning and ripples appeared, as if it was about to melt the world.

"hiss.."

Ying Zheng took two steps back in shock, and only felt relieved after discovering that the flame did not exist.

With a thought, the Bagua furnace automatically opened and threw the two pillows in it.

"Ding! It is detected that the synthesis is an ordinary thing, and synthesis is not recommended!"

The next moment, a voice sounded in Ying Zheng's ears.

"I want to synthesize it!"

Ying Zhen obviously knew it for a long time, but he just wanted to try the power of this synthesis function.

"Ding! Synthesize the mortal object, deducting the merit value of 10 points!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice did not persuade him again, but instead made a routine announcement.

Then, after the Bagua Furnace was turned, it disappeared, and a more exquisite pillow was left in the air.

"Ding! The synthesis was successful, and two mortal pillows were combined into a fine mortal pillow!"

In an instant, the synthesis was completed. Not only that, an enlightenment arose in Ying Zheng's heart.

Pillow: A fine item. When sleeping on a pillow, it can calm the mind and nourish the brain and prevent insomnia.

"10 points of merit, I changed to a pillow that helps sleep, it's good!"

When he saw the introduction of the pillow, Ying Zheng nodded.

Emperor Shin-Yin Emperor: "I have tried the synthesis function, and the effect is pretty good!"

Then, Ying Zheng took a picture of the synthesized pillow and uploaded its attributes to the chat group.

Wudang Dao Ren: "This chat group upgrade came without warning, and the effects of the two new functions are pretty good! Especially the synthesis function, the First Emperor should have discovered that if it is synthesized with ordinary items, there is a high probability that high-level items can be obtained, and there should be potential that we have not discovered!"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the sword flowing in front of him and said lightly.

Yes, he also tried the synthesis function.

He threw the broken sword of the Heavenly Sword and the Dragon Slaying Sword into the Bagua Furnace and combined a human-level low-grade sword.

Consumption of 50 merit points and synthesize a human-level low-grade sword worth 100 merit points.

This transaction made money.

Zhang Sanfeng had decided to give this sword to his fifth disciple Zhang Cuishan as a congratulatory gift for his ascension to the throne.

Li Yunlong: "Haha, our old Li is lucky and synthesizes a magic gun!"

When he touched the texture in his hand, he was obviously not a product of this time. Li Yunlong was so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth.

He also learned from Ying Zheng's approach and uploaded the synthesized gun information and pictures to the group.

The CS/LR35 type 7.62mm sniper rifle has a length of 1.2 meters, a gun weighs 6 kilograms, a magazine capacity of 5 rounds, and an effective range of 800 meters.

Not only that, the gun is also equipped with one hundred special CS/DEL3A 7.62mm dedicated sniper bullets.

With an effective range of 800 meters, Li Yunlong said that with this magic gun, the senior Japanese officers would be in great trouble.

Lin Jiu: "This synthetic function is suitable for the purpose, but it is too expensive!"

I tried the synthesis, and when I saw that synthesis of mortal objects also required 10 merit points, Uncle Jiu was frightened.

You know, he only obtained 10 merit points after working hard to kill a zombie.

If it is not necessary, he does not want to waste the merit he has accumulated after finally accumulating.

However, looking at the pictures posted by the members in the group, Uncle Jiu felt a little sore.

After thinking about it, I decided to grit my teeth and decide that I, the ninth uncle, can't be looked down upon by them.

Then, he threw two hundred-year-old peach wood swords passed down by his ancestor into the Bagua furnace and combined a five-hundred-year-old peach wood sword.

Then I gave up and passed the picture up.

"10 points of merit are worth spending!"

Fortunately, looking at the attributes of the five hundred-year-old peach wood sword, he felt better.

Wan Biyao: "I envy the boss who has merits!"

Looking at the group members posting pictures one by one, Wan Biyao said, I am so envious!

She wanted to show off, but unfortunately, she had no merit.

At this moment, she made a secret decision in her heart.

Zhao Linger: "Have you tried the illusion function? I just tried it, and it was unexpected that it can exercise the mind and stabilize the realm!"

The vicissitudes in his eyes slowly faded, and Zhao Ling'er thought to inform the members of the crowd.

Although the strength has not improved, the realm has improved a lot.

It only cost only 500 merit points, which is completely cost-effective.

Opening the illusion under the immortal level will consume 500 points of merit and improve your mental state and cultivation.

The specific amount of improvement can be determined by each person's level.

Cao Zhengchun: "I envy the big guy who can enable the illusion function!"

He wanted to try it, but unfortunately, he had no merit value and could only drool.

In addition to Mark who is in seclusion and Huang Rong who is traveling around, the other seven group members have discovered two new functions added to the chat group.

As soon as Li Luo entered the group, he saw this scene.

However, he didn't say anything and still dived to see the screen.

Emperor Shin-Yin Emperor: "Old Dao Zhang, when will your disciple ascend the throne? You will have to start the live broadcast to make us lively!"

As a permanent member of the chat group, Ying Zheng knew the progress between the members.

He knew that in Zhang Sanfeng's world, the Ming army had captured the Yuan Dynasty, captured all the Mongolian royal family, and recovered the entire territory of Shenzhou.

Zhang Sanfeng's disciple Zhang Cuishan will also ascend the throne and become emperor.

Wudang Dao Ren: "The war has just settled and everything is in trouble. The old Taoist sent other disciples to go down the mountain to assist Lao Wu, and finally cleared all obstacles. The ascension ceremony will be held in the capital on the auspicious day of the eighth day of the next month!"

After stroking his beard, Zhang Sanfeng replied with a smile on his face.

Cao Zhengchun: "Highly looking forward!"

Lin Jiu: "Expect +1"

Li Yunlong: "Live broadcast? We, Old Li, have never seen him yet!"

"Ascending the throne and becoming emperor? It's interesting!"
Chapter completed!
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