Douluo Dalu: Invincible Since Being Forced To Marry By a Goddess

The clear spring bamboo fell deeply into the barren, and the Jinluan pond was muddy in ruins.

There is no room for the vastness of the world today, the unscrupulous family of the universe.

There is a drunk old man surrounded by Xishan, and there are few lights and shadows at night.

Haohao! Pingcheng is vast, and you can't see anyone!

This is also the reason why Northern Jiangsu chose the palace to be located here: there is a palace building foundation, the geographical position is good, there are few people, and the maneuverability is strong.

This day.

Under a hundred-year-old maple tree.

The old man is holding his pieces to play chess. The chessboard is full of carts and horses.

The old man in Commoner struck his beard and laughed: "Jiang!"

The opponent shook his head and sighed deeply: "If you miss a move, you will be one step away. It's a pity, it's a pity!"

"Pharaoh, don't make excuses. I can see the clue in eight steps. You should play like this. Isn't it blocking the opponent's attack?"

A true gentleman watching chess without speaking.

The old people watching the game were already blushing. At the end of the game, the old people exhaled one after another, expressing their opinions, and vomiting quickly.

"Brother Zhao, I didn't say anything the whole time. According to the gambling agreement, as long as I can watch the game and stay silent, I can go to your house and eat for three days."

The red-faced Cang Xuanfa middle-aged and elderly longed to say: "I have missed my sister-in-law's craftsmanship for a long time, and I have never had the opportunity to taste it again."

He has a violent temperament, and every time he watches chess, he belongs to the kind of yelling and yelling beside him, wishing to hold his own hand, and madly complain about the wrong and dull people in the game.

This time, in order to bet on the appointment, he was cruel and forced himself to look away. Look, the white maple bark rubbed by his fingers was the best testimony of his emotional vent.

"Hey, your sister-in-law is in her seventies, and you still bear the heart to toss her."

"Come on, come on, I'm always happy, I don't need your bite of food."

In this empty and quiet place, only these old people are comfortable.

At this time, a gust of wind blew.

There was a gust of wind and sand.

There was a neat and orderly march.

A middle-aged and elderly man wearing square-frame glasses is holding the picture frame, looking around the surroundings, his palm is raised, and he squeezes:

"Stop! This is the place!"

"Surveyor, lift the ruler, measure the ground!"

"Topographicalists, start to observe the nearby geographical environment, analyze Feng Shui, and seasonal climate changes!"

"Supervisor, order the construction materials needed for the reserve and the construction workers to prepare to enter the site!"

He was the first architect of the Tiandou Empire, Liangsi City, and was responsible for the planning and design of the Tiandou Imperial Palace. He has rich experience and high efficiency, so he is well-known in both countries.

However, he is unruly and rebellious. He disdains to take over the ordinary house design. Only a palace large enough and challenging enough to arouse his interest.

Not only did Bibi Dong spend a lot of money, Qian Renxue heard that Wuhun Hall intends to build a palace here for Northern Jiangsu, and also secretly contributed to the situation as a prince.

This made Liangjicheng had to go out of the mountain.

However, the most critical point is that when he wandered around the night market, he accidentally got a poetry and painting about northern Jiangsu.

The painter who sold the painting praised him for his luck. This was the last picture in his hand that looked slightly like a real person. If he was one step later, he might have been bought by other big family ladies.

He saw that the child in the painting was really beautiful and wonderful, and it only had a trace of appearance. The heart said that the Wuhun Palace welcomed a peerless child, who was born beautifully, and everyone who saw it would praise and be fascinated by it.

He doesn't believe in evil.

Coupled with the pressure from the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong personally ordered, and he responded.

As a result, when he saw Subei, he acted like Bibi Dong.

That is to burn the picture scroll in his hand.

The garbage painter can't paint a trace of essence at all.

I even dared to sell it, and in the future, I would call all painters all over the world to give up their fingers and not be able to paint.

It's violent!

At the same time, he also made a decision in his heart: How can ordinary palaces be worthy of his status, such as the fairy boy of heaven and man, the son of the descendant of the gods?

It must be done by yourself, full of details, and display all your life-long inspiration and creativity in this project!

The standard is in accordance with the magnificent imperial palace?

Want to build a majestic and majestic city wall?

No, not only must offense and defense be self-defense, but also Qionglou Yugong!

"Deacon Liang, what do the residents around here do?"

At this moment, a knight sent by the Spirit Hall to help Liangsi City pointed to the old men who had just played chess and said.

Liang Sicheng summoned his own martial soul, which was a three-dimensional translucent diamond-shaped mirror, called a 3D magic mirror.

This diamond-shaped mirror is connected to his mind, just like modern design software. When his soul power is displayed, the diamond-shaped mirror will begin to simulate the environment, soil, and air quality where his soul power is covered, and appear exactly the same terrain.

Then, he can use his soul power to simulate the project in this diamond-shaped mirror until he constructs a building that he is satisfied with.

After a month, his hair has been sparse, but in the phantom mirror, a palace of lifelike and incomparable exquisiteness circulates in it.

Liangsi City pointed to the outskirts of this palace and said: “The residents around here are mostly elderly people over fifty years old, and there are not many. The market outside the temple increases anger."

"Yes!"

The Wuhun Temple Knight got the order and acted immediately.

More than a month ago, the Pope and the elders returned from the Star Dou Great Forest and immediately announced the order to build a palace for His Royal Highness Subei. After a month of preparations, the manpower and material resources were all prepared.

Just waited for the chief engineer to give an order, and the work had to start!

"Hey, it's terrible."

"Is that the banner of the Spirit Hall?"