Cannon fodder female supporter's technological path to immortality

Chapter 175 174 Gas Masks and Flashlights
In the Bone Mystery Realm, the bones piled up into a mountain. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. In such an environment, the light should be very dark and the smell should be relatively smelly.

Don't worry if you don't find the baby, you will be stinked to death first. Of course, aura can block the smell, so wouldn't that consume aura and waste consciousness?
In that kind of environment, every strand of aura is extremely critical, and it cannot be wasted.

Su Wanyue came to the edge of the square and took out a refining furnace, a rectangular table and some materials.

Seeing this, Fang Ziling asked curiously, "Junior Sister Su, what are you doing?"

Su Wanyue replied casually: "I'm building a new set of protective exploration equipment."

Fang Ziling was confused when he heard it, but he didn't show it on his face, but he became more and more curious about what she wanted to do.

Su Wanyue didn't care about other people, and just kept beating there.

While she was working hard, Mu Yushu came over, and he stood beside Su Wanyue for a long time, wanting to ask something, seeing how focused she was, he couldn't ask what he wanted to ask.

Seeing him alone, Cheng Feng thought for a while and asked, "Where's Tan Mingzhu?"

Mu Yushu's eyes darkened slightly: "Mingzhu left with the Danzong disciples, it seems that they discovered some kind of cave."

"Since it's the cave, why didn't you follow?" Cheng Fengyao didn't quite believe his words.

Mu Yushu's tone was mocking: "With Jiang Muye, the eleventh son of Jiang Clan, one of the five ancient Clans in Central Continent, by his side, what am I?"

Hearing this, Cheng Fengyao couldn't help but look at him sympathetically, and comforted him in a clumsy tone: "Tan Mingzhu is not suitable for you."

Mu Yushu bowed his head down, looking sad.

Previously, he had been chasing Tan Mingzhu, making everyone think that he admired Tan Mingzhu, but now that Tan Mingzhu had a better choice, he abandoned him, which was sympathetic.

……

Su Wanyue has been busy for an hour, building an extremely ugly gas mask and a strong flashlight.

The monks who have been paying attention to her all the time, when they saw the things she built, a trace of disgust suddenly rose in their hearts.

Cheng Fengyao clicked his tongue in disgust, and directly said what all the monks were thinking: "This young master has never seen such an ugly magic weapon! Uglier than an evil weapon."

Most of the orthodox magic weapons in the cultivation world are gorgeous and beautiful, only the evil weapons are ugly.

When Cheng Fengyao said that, the eyes of the other monks changed when they saw Su Wanyue's gas mask and flashlight, so it must be an evil weapon, right?

Shenfeng Zongmu Sanxing asked sharply: "Su Wanyue, are you refining an evil weapon? Are you having an affair with an evil cultivator?"

"Which of your eyes can see that they are evil weapons?" Su Wanyue asked back.

Mu Sanxing said confidently: "It's so ugly, isn't it an evil weapon?"

Su Wanyue laughed angrily: "Ugly is an evil weapon, so if you are ugly, you can't cultivate evil?"

"Pfft~" Mu Yushu couldn't help laughing.

Mu Sanxing's face turned blue with anger, Su Wanyue dared to call him ugly?
"Looking for death!" Mu Sanxing raised his hand, and a steel needle pierced Su Wanyue's face.

Fang Ziling swung his sword to chop off the steel needle, and warned sharply: "Mu Sanxing, if you bully my Qingyun Academy disciple again, I will kill you!"

"How dare you!" Mu Sanxing scolded harshly.

Fang Ziling glanced at him coldly, turned the spirit sword in his hand, and he took a step back in fright.

A female cultivator watching from the sidelines said: "The magic weapon cannot be judged by its appearance. The fluctuation of aura, the pattern of the weapon, and the refining material must be judged together to give a fair answer."

Su Wanyue looked at the female cultivator. The female cultivator's appearance was not very outstanding, but her temperament was really good, gentle and tranquil. Just looking at her could make people feel calm.

"Beiwangzhou Qingyun College Su Wanyue, thank you, real person." Su Wanyue cupped her hands in salute.

"Miangui's surname is Tang, and his style name is Shuran." Tang Shuran replied warmly.

Her voice is very soft, very light, not in a hurry, and it is very comfortable for the ears. This kind of voice should be used to read ancient books, and many monks should be willing to listen to it.

Su Wanyue secretly regarded her as a potential collaborator, and she was very enthusiastic about her: "Tang Zhenren, I see that you have a righteous look on your brows, and your words are well-founded, which is much better than some idiots who just open their mouths. It’s like a world of difference.”

"Please also judge for me, is my magic weapon an evil weapon as some people with little knowledge say?"

"...Okay." Tang Shuran was silent for a while, but agreed.

She was afraid that if she disagreed, that little girl would be accused of forging an evil weapon.

Tang Shuran stepped forward, picked up the gas mask, inspected it carefully with his spiritual sense, and said: "Inside this magic weapon, the aura is pure, and the patterns used on the device have no evil patterns. Made of four materials, it has nothing to do with evil weapons."

"How is it possible?" Mu Sanxing whispered, with small eyes, rolling back and forth between Su Wanyue and Tang Shuran, trying to find signs of their union.

Tang Shuran ignored him, picked up the flashlight, checked, and gave the same evaluation.

Afterwards, she said: "The two magic tools are righteous magic tools, and there is no trace of evil. Please don't define them by their appearance. It's not fair to them."

Su Wanyue was very grateful when she heard the words: "Thank you for your righteous words."

"It's just a little effort." Tang Shuran waved his hand, put down the flashlight and was about to leave.

Su Wanyue hurriedly called her to stop, "Master Tang, wait."

"What else is there?" Tang Shuran turned around and asked.

Su Wanyue picked up the gas mask and the flashlight, handed them to her and said, "Tang Zhenren, this is a gas mask. It can be worn on the face to prevent odor, gas, and smoke. It can also filter the gas and smell fresh air."

"This is a strong flashlight. Turn on the switch and it can illuminate a position [-] meters ahead."

"They're all small gadgets. I hope Master Tang won't dislike them. I really appreciate Master Tang's great help."

Tang Shuran thought for a while, took the gas mask and the flashlight, thanked him, put the things into the storage ring, took out another bead, and handed it to Su Wanyue: "Water-proof bead, here you go."

Su Wanyue: "..."

Water-proof beads are rare items, they are too expensive, so she has the nerve to want them.

Tang Shuran seemed to know what she was going to say, and quickly explained: "Water-avoiding beads are just common things in Central Continent, very common, very cheap, not worth much."

That being the case.

Su Wanyue accepted it calmly: "Thank you, Master."

Tang Shuran smiled and turned to leave.

Su Wanyue continued to forge the magic weapon.

During this period, Mu Yushu never had a chance to talk to her, and only after she made two more sets of gas masks and flashlights, and collected the furnace and table, did she have the chance to talk to Su Wanyue.

Mu Yushu babbled for a while, just as he was getting ready to ask questions, the Pagoda of White Bone opened again.

(End of this chapter)