No one knows transmigration better than me!

Chapter 54
The drizzle of early autumn has not yet cleared, and the stone road is still full of mud prints from the soles of traders' shoes.

The gloomy Wangshan Town has received a smoky warm wind for a long time.

The breeze is blowing, passing by the slanted grape trellises, passing through the veranda with red brick walls, and the bamboo curtains slapping on the pillars make a crisp sound.

At the door of the Jiutian Fireworks Shop, Lin Jiu and Zhang Fatty were chatting about homework as usual.

Zhang Fatty talked about marrying a wife and having children, but Lin Jiu bowed his head in a lonely way, with regret or sadness rolling in the corners of his eyes.

However, a gust of wind passed by, setting off the shop's deployment.

Lin Jiu looked up, but saw piles of paper money mixed with charred embers, fluttering like butterflies into the sky.

The wind is picking up.

The townspeople of Wangshan Town vaguely sensed something, and raised their heads one after another.

The chattering spiritual wind passed through the hall, and soon became a little harsh, and then roared.

As if a young girl's green fingers were slicing across the dry strings, the sound of the piano changed from mournful to irritable, and suddenly turned into a song of hysterical catharsis!

Sobbing!Roaring!

Telling about the coldness of the world.

The messy oiled paper was rolled into the sky, hovering and swaying upwards.

The sky was drooping, and black clouds billowed.

The warm wind that was gentle and sultry just now turned into a storm in a blink of an eye.

But in the middle of Fengyan is the old house that Lin Jiu dare not recall or face.

Under the eaves of the old house, the beggars heard movement not far away, but they didn't open their eyes because it was Ning Luo's order.

As they recited that passage silently, they felt as if some invisible force had submerged into their bodies.

The spiritual energy circulated along the path of the three dantians, and then rushed to their limbs and bones.

Logically speaking, they shouldn't know these things, but thanks to the "establishment of sects" and the mystery of Taoism, they have inexplicably grasped the trajectory of aura.

Ning Luo stood beside the white mark carved out of the stone, and the turbulent spiritual energy flowed into his body like a vortex, and finally fell silent.

The wind and rain subsided.

"Man-made visions are indeed feasible, but... it only breaks through one realm."

Ning Luo felt the dormant spiritual energy in his body, and his expression was calm.

This result was considered a compromise, it did not bring him any surprises, but it did not disappoint him either.

Theoretically, the gift of heaven and earth is not used to break through the realm, but actually it only increases the degree of compatibility with the aura of heaven and earth, and allows the recipient to prostitute a lot of inner spirits for nothing.

How much wool can be squeezed down to heaven depends on the realm of the monk, and there is also an upper limit.

Even though Gao Jing can indeed get more rewards, Ning Luo feels that this trick is more effective in the early stage.

Because only when the Dao words are engraved, this exercise can exert its due value.

Dao Jie began to circulate on its own, no longer needing Ning Luo's guidance.

But the beggars were beaming with joy and joy, but they never dared to open their eyes.

Ning Luo smiled slightly: "Okay, open your eyes, we should go."

Soon after, when the vision subsided, Lin Jiu hunched over and came to the old house, but finally missed the beggars at the gate of the old house.

A few sword lights streaked across the sky and landed in the courtyard of the old house.

Those were the people who escorted Wei Haichao up the mountain just now.

"Eldest brother, the trace of spiritual energy is here!"

The elder brother's eyes were slightly fixed, and he looked around, but he couldn't find the root cause of the vision.

Until he suddenly felt something stick to his feet.

The elder brother moved his feet away, looked down, and saw the white marks drawn by the gravel under his feet.

There are handwriting faintly on the stone bricks, but it is a pity that the handwriting has been artificially erased, and what was written on it can't be seen clearly.

The eldest brother's gaze shifted to Lin Jiu who was at the side.

Lin Jiu's teeth were trembling, and he panicked: "Shangxian, good morning! No, it's really not me, Caomin just came here!"

The elder brother frowned slightly, but did not reply.

The disciple on the side spread out his spiritual sense, but with his weak spiritual sense, even if he tried his best, he could not get anything.

After all, Ning Luo had already taken the beggars away.

The Shushan disciple shook his head, and said dejectedly: "I still can't find it, why don't we cut this stone brick and bring it back to the mountain?"

The elder brother stared at the remnant, hesitated again and again, and finally said in a deep voice: "Leave someone here to guard here, don't let ordinary people destroy the trace, I will inform the master."

When the disciples heard this, they all realized the seriousness of the situation, so no one raised any objections.

Not long after, Elder Shushan came to Wangshan Town. When he saw the remnant, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he even knelt on the ground, anxiously trying to analyze the original appearance of the white mark!
But until his pupils were bloodshot and his vision became blurred, he still couldn't deduce the scales of Dao Jie.

In the end, the elder slumped down on the ground, silent.

It is only one step away from the clue of breakthrough.

……

At this time, outside Wangshan Town, in the outer suburbs.

Ergou and Ahu ran wildly in the wilderness, and their speed was not inferior to that of adults.

Xu Xinyu was still carrying the bamboo basket, silently guarding the group of teenagers.

On the contrary, it is the most ugly leather monkey in the weekdays, hanging behind silently, and looking back from time to time, not knowing what is thinking in his heart.

Ning Luo naturally knew what Pihou was thinking.

It is nothing more than that the Shushan quota that was once elusive has now become something that is within easy reach.But he had to give up the thought of going up the mountain, and watched the immortal master go down to greet him in person, while he quietly fled away.

There are gains, but there are also losses.

Ning Luo didn't intend to waste his time trying to enlighten Pi Hou.

The reason is the same reason - he doesn't like children.

And Ning Luo felt that it was unreasonable to reason with children, after all, they didn't know what reason was.Some things have to be experienced by oneself to grow, and it is meaningless to rely on other people's mouths to relay them.

Although the beggars have not broken through yet, they already have abundant aura in their bodies.

Even in an environment where the aura is exhausted, there is no bottleneck in their practice in the previous stages.

Through this experiment, Ning Luo also confirmed one point.

That is, the exercises cannot be taught 100% perfectly.

Even though he taught the beggars the Dao language, and personally adjusted the trajectory of the spiritual veins for the beggars, so that the Dao language can operate successfully.

But when the beggar runs on its own, the trajectory still deviates.

As we all know, the trajectory of Lingmai is winding and criss-crossing, and it is by no means a straight road.

The cycle of Taoism only involves the outline and prototype of the trajectory, and the specific details need to be added by the practitioner himself.

Perhaps this is the difference between Tianjiao and mediocrity.

Not only because of the difference in physique, but also because of the difference in perception, the results of the exercises are also different.

Those Tianjiao can immediately understand how the details work when they see the outline of the exercises.

As for those with poor talent, even if Ning Luo took the aura trajectory by hand, he might not be able to complete the cycle.

If it wasn't for Ning Luo's fixed bonus of "establishing a sect", as well as the identity and insights of the creator of the exercises, then he might not be able to teach these beggars.

After all, Dao Jie and Huang Shan's physical training methods are different.

The latter is a self-harm method with almost no threshold, so it is naturally much easier to teach than to explain.

As for the solution, it is Ning Luo's idea plus the trajectory of the sword body, so naturally it will not be simple.

Ning Luo walked forward silently.

Ergou and Ahu not far away suddenly slowed down.

They returned to Ning Luo and asked, "Brother Lin, where are we going now?"

Ning Luo looked towards the sky, and said in a low voice, "Southern Border."

……

Seven years later, Lin'an City.

With Zhongzhou's aura exhausted, Ning Luo's cultivation was only at the fifth realm.

It's not that he can't break through, it's just that he doesn't want to.

The cultivation bases of the beggars are also all three realms, which is already their most extreme speed, even if they have learned the Dao solution.

The reason why Ning Luo taught these beggars was just to find some helpers to prepare for the assassination nine years later.

Stepping on the spot, drawing, internal response, bait...

There is a lot of information that Ning Luo needs to know in advance, otherwise he can't create a perfect cross-border assassination in such a harsh module environment.

With this successful experience, he was able to complete the extreme challenge of the killer ending in the game.

But this time Ning Luo's destiny has nothing to do with assassination, but the A-level "Excellence in All Arts".

At present, Ning Luo has already fully mastered the B-level assassination skills, the difference is only a little experience and more practice.Except for the inherent effect of weakening the sense of existence, Ning Luo is currently unable to replicate it, but there is no way to digest it for the time being.

Therefore, before the promotion to A, this series of destiny has no value, so naturally there is no need to carry it.

The purpose of bringing "Excellence of All Arts" is to complete a conception when we fought against Wei Haifeng at the beginning——

machine crossbow.

A well-crafted hand crossbow is even more powerful than old-fashioned firearms within 50 meters.

A little girl manipulates a hand crossbow and can knock down a 1.8-meter-strong man in an instant.

So as far as Ning Luo was concerned, the hand crossbow perfectly met the conditions for an extreme challenge.He can maintain a low cultivation level and use the hand crossbow to kill targets with a large difference in realm.

And because the hand crossbow is not a high-level prop like the Liuyun sword, it is just a "mechanism", a thing beyond the realm.

Therefore, because of Ningluo's possession and use, it will not unduly affect the judgment of extreme challenges.

But the question is, how to kill a high-level monk with a hand crossbow?

The power of a general hand crossbow can be hardened by physical cultivation of the second and third realms, so it is impossible for the crossbow arrows to penetrate the body of a monk of the fifth or sixth realm.

This is still an ideal situation.

In fact, before the crossbow arrow hits the monk, it will be blocked by the majestic spiritual energy and fall halfway.

Even low-level monks can temporarily use aura to deflect the trajectory of the crossbow, causing the crossbow to lose its lethality.

This is also why there is no advanced organ technique in the world of dust.

Because this bells and whistles are really useless.

"Then what if I combine the hand crossbow with the art of imperial object and Huo Huan Dan..."

Ning Luo stroked his chin, and had an unrealistic idea in his mind.

Seven years passed.

Most of the assassination work is handed over to beggars, and the targets are mobs anyway.

The rewards in exchange were all used to buy materials and make wedding dresses for Ning Luo to practice forging.

Da da.

Heavy footsteps came from the stairs leading to the ground.

Pihou led a large bag of metal and stones to the stone room where Ning Luo retreated.

"Boss, I brought you everything."

Pi Hou glanced at the mechanical parts on the workbench, scratched the back of his head, and finally asked, "Boss, when are we going to slaughter demons in Southern Xinjiang?"

Ning Luo dragged the sack, thought for a while, and replied concisely: "Within the year."

The monkey was all smiles and left happily.

Ning Luo picked up the steel in the sack, his eyes narrowed: "The quality is good, but unfortunately...too few. In short, the light crossbows will be mass-produced first, and the bed crossbows will be discussed after going to southern Xinjiang."

Now Ning Luo has two ways to go, one is the marble crossbow with "arrow" as the core of development, and the other is the bed crossbow with "crossbow" as the development direction, that is, the giant crossbow.

As for firearms, Ning Luo did not possess such knowledge, nor did he plan to develop them.

Because there is one thing Ning Luo knows, that is, the principle of the crossbow is the same as that of the firearm, which is to convert other stored energy into kinetic energy.

Crossbows rely on stored elastic potential energy, while firearms are gunpowder, relying on chemical energy and heat energy.

But chemistry is not used in the world of cultivating immortals, and monks use power and aura.

Both crossbows can do it.

First of all, the principle of the bed crossbow is the simplest, which is to enlarge the crossbow, which is the siege ballista in the impression of ordinary people.

Although the bed crossbow is powerful, its consumables are extremely high and its cost performance is extremely low, so it is definitely not suitable for mass production.

Moreover, the bed crossbow is not convenient for assassination, after all, it is difficult to hit, and its maneuverability is also very poor.But this is still an indispensable part of the assassination plan, because it means the upper limit of firepower that Ning Luo can currently achieve.

As for Ning Luo's most important research and development goal right now, it is naturally the Pinball Light Crossbow.

He once heard a joke that was tentatively joked:

When is the bow most powerful?
It must be when the rockets are shot like arrows.

The same is true for Qingnu, the so-called rocket is the Huo Huan Dan in Ning Luo's hand.

In seven years, Ning Luo has been able to develop the second generation of Huo Huan Dan. Compared with the first generation, the materials used are much more expensive, but honestly it is not cost-effective.

It must be more fragrant to have this resource for self-cultivation.

However, under the condition of exhausted spirit energy, cultivation may not be able to solve the problem of insufficient firepower, but Huanhuan Dan can.

The second-generation Huo Huan Dan can pose a life-threatening threat to the monks of the sixth level, and if it can successfully hit the alchemists of the eighth level, it may also cause damage.

"Not enough, but enough."

Ning Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, a strange light flashed in his pupils.

The reason why it is not enough is that it cannot defeat the Eighth Realm, even the Holy Lord who is considered a monster in the Eighth Realm.

And the sufficient reason is not only that Huandan still has room to continue to study and strengthen, but also because Ning Luo realizes the most fundamental problem-he is not a mortal who can only rely on machinery.

He is a monk.

Ning Luo closed his eyes and concentrated, then suddenly raised his hand, and said in a low voice, "Get up."

As the voice fell, a wave of spiritual energy suddenly swayed, and under the effect of buoyancy, dozens of hand crossbows made in the stone room were suspended in the air at the same time.

Ning Luo raised his finger to the zenith of the stone chamber, as if firing a gun as a signal.

So the dozens of crossbows also turned around at the same time, aiming at the ceiling.

The corners of Ning Luo's mouth rose slightly, and the thumb and middle finger of his right hand interlaced and then quickly rubbed past.

Snapped!
The echo of the snapping fingers has not yet disappeared, but the trigger of the hand crossbow has already been pulled.

Dozens of steel balls burst out suddenly under the action of potential energy!

boom!
The ceiling of the stone chamber collapsed and collapsed!
Pieces of broken stone bricks fell down one after another, burying the entire stone chamber inside.

The beggars gathered around and shouted anxiously: "Boss! How are you?"

Immediately afterwards, they saw that a small soil lump suddenly bulged out of the broken wall, and Ning Luo got out of it.

Xu Xinyu asked nervously: "Master, you, what's wrong with you?"

Ning Luo waved his hand and said with a light smile, "It's okay, it's just an experiment. I'm very satisfied with the results of the experiment, and we can leave for southern Xinjiang soon."

"But before that..." Ning Luo changed the subject, suddenly looked in a familiar direction, grinned and said, "We still lack one crucial thing."

"what?"

"Storage bags."

(End of this chapter)