God of the Universe Begins with Harry Potter

There are a lot of things that alchemists can't understand.

Because of the Battle of the Conferred Gods, the alchemists of the Zhou Dynasty almost lost most of the inheritance of the Shang Dynasty, so they declined for a long time. Even the "oracle bone inscriptions", which were originally used as magic words, are rarely understood, and replaced by "golden inscriptions". .

This is also the reason why no one has ascended to immortality for more than a hundred years.

In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States period when a hundred schools of thought contended, there were many talented alchemists from all over the world, and there was no shortage of amazing talents. They founded all kinds of Taoist traditions based on the few words left by the Shang Dynasty. Among them, Li Erxi came out of Hangu, Feathering and ascending to the immortal, this made the alchemists prosper again.

But for the Shang Dynasty relics, if you can't decipher it, you can't decipher it.

However, this did not stumped Ye Ting.

As a magician, he has gone through several worlds, and he does not know where he is higher than these alchemists. The most important thing is that he has the best helper.

Datrian is his helper.

As the Demon God in charge of knowledge and books, even if she lost her divine status, she couldn't ignore time and space to record knowledge like a true God of Knowledge, but at least understanding the mysterious words would not be difficult for her.

So as Ye Ting settled in the ruins, a large number of immortal techniques of the Shang Dynasty were continuously deciphered, and the original mysterious knowledge was continuously explained.

As a result, Qin State's technical level finally started a rapid breakthrough after being stagnant for more than a hundred years.

This also made the Qin people more and more in awe of Ye Ting. King Zhuangxiang of Qin even assigned all the alchemists of the Qin state to Ye Ting's command and let him manage them in order to promote the progress of technology.

The alchemists were very happy with this. Although Ye Ting looked so young, these alchemists, even if many of them had a lot of beards, ran into the ruins day by day, and they were small to Ye Ting. Very respectful, even called Mr.

As for Ye Ting, in addition to handing them a translated version of the techniques he had learned, he would also occasionally call on them.

In this way, Ye Ting's prestige began to deepen in the whole Qin country - not from the bonus brought by blood, but from the real love.

This afternoon, Ye Ting was still as usual, holding bamboo slips, sitting lazily on the reclining chair while reading a book while basking in the sun.

Although the ruins are in the mountain, under the action of magic, the weather outside the mountain is completely projected on the ceiling - just like the lobby of Hogwarts - the afternoon sun shines warmly on the ceiling. On Ye Ting, everything is so beautiful.

On Ye Ting's lap, a girl in a Gothic Lolita outfit was sitting in the man's arms, looking at the same bamboo slip as him, holding a cup of tea in her hand.

While drinking tea, reading a book in the man's arms, watching the girl's indifferent movements, it is obvious that this kind of intimacy is their daily life.

As Ye Ting's subordinates, the alchemists all know his habits at this time of day, so no matter what, they will not disturb the warmth of the two at this time.

However, just today, the warmth was broken.

The sound of panicked footsteps sounded, and soon, the door was opened with a "knocking" sound, and a Fang morale rushed in panting.

The person who came was the leader of the alchemist of the original Qin State, who was like a national teacher. With a strict personality, he was always well-dressed, slow, and never neglected in terms of etiquette.

But now he is so embarrassed!

The originally neat robe was messy, and the crown belt was crooked. For this old man in his seventies, it was obvious that such intense exercise would be difficult for him. If it wasn't for the prohibition of spells in the ruins, he would not be so tired. profit.

There must be a reason for such a big man to be in such a hurry.

"What's the matter?" Ye Ting looked towards the door.

"If you disturb the lady's afternoon tea time, if there is no valid reason, don't blame me for turning you into a bug!" Daantrian's dissatisfied voice sounded.

"Sorry, Lord Zhao Zheng, Lord Daantrian, I'm sorry, but something big has happened."

After soothing his breath, the person who came finally said the reason.

"King Qin, died."

Chapter 0903 The second day is empty

"King Qin... is dead?" Hearing the news, Ye Ting's beautiful eyebrows could not help wrinkling.

But that's all.

The King of Qin is nothing more than the king of a country, but he is nothing to him. To him, he is the one who temporarily takes care of the throne. Even if he dies, it is not worth his sorrow.

And Dandelion snorted and stopped making a statement.

Fang Shi didn't care about Ye Ting's indifference at all, or he was used to it. Except for the little girl in his arms, he had never seen this grown-up smile to anyone, as if nothing was left to him. General at heart.

Although he personally thinks that such an indifferent person is very scary, but as the person who was in charge of all the alchemists in Daqin in the past, he believes that a person with such a character is suitable to become a king.

After all, he is a king, standing above ten thousand people. Any decision will affect the fate of a country. Such people should not have too many emotions. Only in this way, their judgments will not be disturbed by unnecessary offices. We can always make the right choice and let the country walk on the right path.

However, he himself was quite sad about the death of the monarch. You must know that this was the third monarch who died in three years.

It was as if the position was cursed.

I hope the people in front of you can end this tragic fate.

Thinking of this, his waist bent even deeper.

"Yes," he replied, "At the moment of application, the king died in the palace and was about to be mourned, but the country cannot be without a master for a day.

"I see."

Ye Ting nodded, put the scroll aside, and stood up with Datrian in his arms.

"It's super troublesome to say," after drinking the last sip of tea, the demon goddess complained, "I knew that the pale-faced man with kidney deficiency would not live long, but why did he die so quickly, this does not mean that we Can't you stay here and read a book?"

Hearing this, the alchemist's waist was bent even lower, this kind of blasphemous words for the recently deceased King of Qin...

He felt that he heard something he shouldn't have heard, so he quickly pretended not to hear it.

But neither Ye Ting nor Dantrian didn't notice him, they didn't care at all.