Traveler's Comprehension Guide

Chapter 59 The Secret of Electricity, Don't Spread Out!
At the end of the grand ceremony, many disciples gathered in the square gradually dispersed. Because of the large number of people, they had to leave in batches. Let's talk.

Before Li Anxian could find a chance to release the green wooden boat, Fu Dongzhi stopped him: "Nephew Li, come here!"

Comrade Xiao Li hurried forward a few steps: "I have met all the masters and uncles!"

Fu Dongzhi said: "Brothers and sisters, Brother Yu, go first!"

"Congratulations to the head brother!"

With a wave of Fu Dongzhi's sleeves, Li Anxian was already wrapped around him, turning into a ray of light and flying away, but after a while, he returned to Tingyu Pavilion.

The two sat down in the courtyard, Fu Dongzhi brewed tea and poured water, and placed a cup of spiritual tea in front of Li Anxian: "Nephew Li, now you have officially started. There are some things that are inconvenient to say, but now is the time."

Li Anxian was suddenly a little apprehensive: "Master, it's okay to talk!"

Fu Dongzhi said: "Nephew, you also know that I intend to promote Leifa in the sect, but there are a few barriers that still require your cooperation."

Li Anxian picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Master, please speak up!"

"Okay!" Fu Dongzhi nodded, "Nephew, I want to make the study of electricity a secret in my sect. From now on, it cannot be passed on to outsiders. What do you want?"

Qingyao Sect is a very reasonable place. Electricity comes from Li Anxian, and there is no objection to its ownership. Even if you are the head of the sect, you can't dispose of it arbitrarily.

Li Anxian nodded without hesitation: "Okay, no problem!" He said in his heart that I was sick and only spread it. If you hadn't insisted on selecting people to practice Leifa, I wouldn't even spread it to these few people!

"It's so good!" Fu Dongzhi became more and more satisfied as he looked at it, "The generator is also classified as sect secret, not only outsiders, even fellow sects, can't reveal half of it!"

"No problem!" Li Anxian nodded again.

There is nothing wrong with him, he has come to this point, how can he make trouble for himself?
Besides, although electricity is closely related to Lei Fa's practice, in the series of knowledge he has mastered, it is just a drop in the bucket.

Master Fu smiled all over his face: "The nephew is so generous, the sect will not treat you badly, how about this, in addition to letting you take the spiritual materials, let you take a magic weapon, a flying sword, a flying boat, And some pills, how about it?"

Li Anxian had a black thread on his face: "This is what the masters and uncles gave you back then, so it's useless for the disciples to take another share?"

"How can it be useless? These are the most suitable things for you to use now... It doesn't matter, if you don't need them for a while, you can store them temporarily. When you need them, come to me again!"

Li Anxian's heart skipped a beat: If you don't keep it, it will be invalid, right?

He thought for a while and said, "Uncle, most of the magic weapons that have been refined are not in line with the disciple's own ideas. Can you ask Master Dongfang Lu to refine a few things for the disciple?"

"Of course." Fu Dongzhi nodded, "If you need anything, just go to Junior Brother Dongfang."

"Thank you, Uncle Master... Uh, there is one more thing, this disciple wants a bigger magic weapon for storage, so please Uncle Master to fulfill it!"

"Storage magic weapon!" Fu Dongzhi stroked his long beard lightly, "There is no problem with this, but what do you want?"

"Naturally the one that can be integrated with oneself!" Li Anxian blurted out, and then showed a shy expression, "I want to have more!"

I used to read too many novels, and I always thought that the magic weapon of storage was either a ring, bracelet, or a belt bag.

Only after traveling did I realize that monks are not that rigid at all, they have all kinds of accessories, pockets, sleeves, and even socks.

It doesn't matter if you put the things next to it, if you are born with a pair of sweaty feet, and you put the elixir in it, will there be a strong smell of feet when you take it out?

No matter which one it is, it is actually a low-level magic weapon. The real high-level one is the kind that can be fused with itself after refining and hidden in the body like a natal magic weapon.

Because of this characteristic, many people stubbornly believe that any magic weapon that cannot be returned to the body immortal is only worthy of being called a magic weapon, and only those that can be compatible with themselves can be called magic weapons.

It is said that there are quite a few monks who hold this view, and there is also a market in Qingyaomen.

But Dongfang Lu is a craftsman, and he always believes that there is a difference in cultivation level, but there is no difference in magic weapon, so he is very opposed to this point of view.

Li Anxian originally thought that this distinction was very reasonable, but after a long time, under the influence of Dongfang Heron, he slowly reversed it.

Fu Dongzhi was taken aback: "How many more do you want? Why do you want so many?"

Li Anxian smiled and said: "Uncle, I plan to put one on each of my left and right wrists. If I fight with someone, I can take out all kinds of magic weapons with a move of my consciousness. I also want to put one in my mouth to store all kinds of pills." !

Fu Dongzhi came to a sudden: "So that's how it is. Well, with your contribution to the sect, let alone three, even ten or eight are not a problem."

"Really?" Li Anxian smiled happily.

"Of course it's true!" Fu Dongzhi couldn't help laughing, and talked about the popularization of flush toilets and running water.

Only now did Li Anxian realize that he still had a large contribution to save in the sect, he couldn't help being overjoyed, and wanted to ask for two more on the spot. .

Unexpectedly, Fu Dongzhi's words changed: "However, mustard beads are not storage bags, even here, there are only three."

Li Anxian was greatly disappointed: "Then, can you give it to me?"

Fu Dongzhi shook his head: "No!"

Li Anxian was even more disappointed, no, can you tell me about a hammer?

Fu Dongzhi said: "Martial nephew, it's not that I'm stingy and stingy, but that it's not easy to refine mustard beads. These few beads have been promised a long time ago. At most, I can only give you one!"

"Only one?" Li Anxian was in a bad mood, "This is not enough!"

"Wait for the future, I will give it to you first!"

Li Anxian was unwilling in his heart, but the matter has come to this point, it is useless to mess around, so he can only nod and agree: "Just one piece, if there are more, please ask Master Uncle to share with me."

Fu Dongzhi smiled wryly in his heart, you little cunning, you are really not welcome, others have a huge chance, but you are lucky, you just open your mouth several times.

He took out three gray beads on the spot, picked one of them and handed it to Li Anxian: "You can refine it here, don't let others see it, and don't tell anyone about it."

Li Anxian quickly agreed: "Disciple, save it!"

Of course, he knows better than anyone else the reason why money should not be revealed.

If this news gets out, those who know are that he received the contribution from the sect, but those who don't know how it will be arranged.

At that time, maybe someone will say that he is the monkey's nephew and descendant.

Refining mustard bead does not require any special skills, just input a little real energy, and then brand it with consciousness. However, although his consciousness is strong, it is difficult to output it. It took more than half an hour to barely refine it.

With a thought, the mustard bead has been incorporated into the body, and a space is immediately sensed in the consciousness, the size is less than one cubic meter, only a little bigger than the storage bag.

Fortunately, enough.

Driving the flying boat to leave Tingyu Pavilion, Li Anxian was in a good mood and couldn't help singing: I believe that I am me, I believe in tomorrow, I believe that youth has no horizon——

The singing was loud and clear, spreading far away, and many disciples along the way looked up: who is this, what is it singing about?
(End of this chapter)