The years when I created the ancient heaven

Chapter 89
It should be said that Mo Chengjun's understanding has a strong personal tendency. Immortal cultivation and machine manufacturing are two extremes that are irrelevant after all, and they are also products of two completely different civilizations.

But you can't say that Mo Chengjun's idea is completely wrong.

Moreover, from this angle of understanding, he has a feeling of sudden clarity, as if those complicated refining techniques and material processing are no longer pure empiricism, but have a factual basis.

To be honest, the more in-depth study, the more thorough comprehension, the more Mo Chengjun admires those master craftsmen.

This is not the previous life, where the division of labor was refined and refined, and various mechanical monitoring devices were invented, which can monitor various details down to the second.

As for the refining equipment here, it was completely 'rubbed' by the refining master with his hands.

From the initial preparation and processing of materials, to the engraving of spiritual texts during refining, to the final fusion.

If there is any mistake in this, it will be completely scrapped, and there is no chance of saving it.

Even if there is someone to help, it can only be done at the beginning. It is not easy during this period, and the deeper the understanding, the more incredible it is.

And this is just a magic weapon, and there are magic weapons, spiritual weapons, fairy weapons, etc., and the feeling is not much different from rubbing a nuclear bomb with bare hands.

Speaking of Mo Chengjun, although he felt that he had the most essential comprehension,
But this is the same as the "Hypothesis of the Essence of Qi Method", if you think it is useful, then it seems to be useful all the time in the follow-up research and study.

But if you think it's useless, then you have to study and practice, and it doesn't seem to change anything.

Mo Chengjun is like this now, he has a comprehension, but when it comes to crafting, he doesn't know what to do.

After all, there are thousands of commonly used refining materials alone,

As for Qi Ling Jue, there are still no less than a thousand kinds of Qi Ling Jue can be found. If you want to match them, it will be a huge workload.

This is not counting the auxiliary materials involved, temperature, time, quenching and other links.

It can be said that if a variable changes slightly, the result may not be what you want.

Nowadays, Mo Chengjun feels that many scientific research leaders have experienced it, that is, the more he learns and the deeper he studies, the less he feels that he knows.

However, Mo Chengjun, who had adjusted his mentality, was still the persevering one. Although the amount of the project was so large that he was a little bit unable to start, he still maintained his energy and motivation.

Of course, before that, Mo Chengjun felt that he should do more in-depth research on the refining tool, learn more things, and then try to improve the microscope.

It is better to stand on the shoulders of giants than to grope in the dark.

Then, Mo Chengjun began to prepare again, collecting information and analyzing it in depth. He also found two elders of the inner sect who were proficient in refining weapons to communicate.

With his current reputation and connections, he is no longer the rookie who didn't know who to turn to.

For more time, he spent more time in the Zangfa building again. This time he didn't go to the upper floors, but on the first floor, where he started to study the huge basic area of ​​refining equipment.

And when he went deep into it, he had the illusion that time seemed to fly by.

It's just that I don't know if God thinks he is too smooth, so he has to find some trouble for him.

Just when he was about to enter the state, he was interrupted again.

If it was on someone else, he would even have the heart to turn his face, but if it was on this person in front of him, he could only smile wryly and close the book again.

……

The first floor of the Zangfa Building, the reading area.

In the afternoon, the sun shone on the body, as if countless warm little hands were massaging.

Mo Chengjun only felt that his eyes were darkened, someone blocked his sunlight, he frowned unhappily, raised his head, just about to say something, finally saw the person coming.

Immediately, he said with some astonishment: "Fairy, are you, uh, reading a book?
Is there anything you want to see?
I am familiar with here, let me introduce you? "

The visitor is dressed in white clothes, pure white and full of snow, fluttering like a fairy, and his facial features are cold and peerless, like Chang'e in the moon palace, which can be seen from a distance but not played with.

It was Fairy Ruoli.

To be honest, with the growth of his reputation in the past two years, he has been targeting good people, and everyone is willing to give some face.

However, after all, there are some people who are willing to help you when you are down and down, but she is unwilling to get close to you when you are brilliant.

Fairy Ruoli is like this, Mo Chengjun actually wants to get closer, not because of any crooked intentions, but purely to bring the relationship closer.

But this person in front of him is really too cold and distant, even if he wants to get close, he can't get close.

Like today, it was the only time in such a long time that the other party came here in person, so that Mo Chengjun felt a strange sense of panic.

However, the next second, Fairy Ruoli's words made him even more flustered.

She said indifferently as always: "I'm not here to read, I'm here to ask you for help."

Mo Chengjun was stunned: "Ask me for help? What's the matter?"

Fairy Ruoli looked around and saw men and women all around, pretending to be nonchalant, but pricked up their ears, looked over again, and asked silently, "Is it appropriate to speak here?"

Mo Chengjun also glanced around subconsciously, seeing everyone's searching expressions, and immediately said: "Then go to my house, it's not far from here."

"it is good."

Mo Chengjun immediately packed up his books and walked outside, while Fairy Ruoli was right behind him, walking at the same pace.

When they left, the entire reading area of ​​the Zangfalou seemed to explode, and everyone was whispering, as if they were discussing something, and there was no peace at all.

Outside the door, Mo Chengjun naturally heard it, and he knew in his heart that there were still many arrangements behind.

He turned his head slightly, wanting to see Fairy Ruoliu's expression, but he saw that the other party was calm and composed, as if there was no wave at all.

Mo Chengjun sighed in his heart: "Sisters, this psychological quality is really strong!"

……

Mo's small courtyard, under the tea tree.

Mo Chengjun personally served the fragrant tea to Fairy Ruoli, and then asked the other party's specific intentions.

Fairy Ruoli was as direct as ever, opening her mouth to express what she wanted in her heart.

But when she opened her mouth, half of the tea that Mo Chengjun just brought to his mouth was spilled, but even so, he didn't seem to notice it.

Instead, he raised his head, looked at Fairy Ruoli who was close at hand, and asked, "Do you want me to help you understand the magical power of the sword?"

"Yes!"

Fairy Ruoli nodded without hesitation, that expression, that gesture, did not feel embarrassed at all when begging for help.

Mo Chengjun looked bewildered: "But the problem is that I haven't even comprehended the sword intent yet? This also involves the supernatural power of the sword, is it a little far away from me?"

Fairy Ruoli gave him a serious look, and said, "When you cultivated "Hunyuan Qi", did you ever think that one day it would become more perfect in your hands?

When you were too old to break through the Foundation Establishment Realm, did you ever think that one day, you would be able to solve the Forty Limits, an ancient problem in the world of cultivating immortals?

You are in Jianzong, have you ever thought that there will be a day when everyone will be amazed by the achievements of the spells.

With the name of one method and three supernatural powers, people in the outer sect were shocked as heavenly beings?

Did you never think you could do this before you finished it?
So now, it's just a supernatural power of swordsmanship, why do you hesitate? "

Mo Chengjun was stunned, although what the other party said was straightforward, as if there was no disturbance at all, but it was so natural that it gave him an illusion that it should be like this.

But the problem is, this is chicken soup!

Damn, usually buddies use chicken soup to fool people, but today they were filled with chicken soup?

These sisters really can't see that they can have such 'skills'?
Simply put, Mo Chengjun was sober in the world after all, and he immediately shook his head like a rattle: "It's not the same thing, it's really not the same thing, I have a talent for one technique, one technique and three supernatural powers, I really don't have it." feel something.

But this kendo?

You may also know that Xue Ling, my godson, is a model who is talented and loves swords, and I couldn't help him get out of it.

This kendo supernatural power, kendo supernatural power, I am really powerless! "

Fairy Ruoli focused her eyes and grasped the point: "You say I'm not talented?"

Damn, do I mean that?

Don't take it out of context!
Mo Chengjun firmly denied: "I didn't!"

"You said it, just now!"

"I'm talking about Xue Ling, not you."

"But if you take him as an example, you are talking about me."

"This, this, this..."

Mo Chengjun was dumbfounded, he walked around for a long time before deciding not to get involved in it, but said: "Fairy, Fairy Ruoli, it's not that I really don't want to help, I really don't know what to do."

Fairy Ruoli said again: "My master asked me to find you. She said you can do it, so you can definitely do it."

Mo Chengjun was completely speechless. He looked at the peerless face so close at hand, and could no longer say anything to refuse.

The bosses have all moved out, and this one, who hasn't opened his mouth for many years, asks for help this time, what can we do?
help? !
Then help me!

Mo Chengjun hesitated for a long while, and then said eagerly: "Why don't I try!"

Fairy Ruoli nodded seriously, and said, "You want to have confidence in yourself?"

How confident is God?

Is this something that can be resolved with confidence?

Mo Chengjun had no choice but to: "I will do my best, um, it may take longer, as you know, I have to start researching from the sword intent."

"Then I'll wait for your good news."

"That's it?"

"That's it! Then I go first?"

"I'll send it to you."

At the door, Mo Chengjun looked at the retreating figure, and felt that he was doubting his life, and the only thought that popped up in his mind was - even if the wall doesn't obey, I will obey you!
Is there anyone else besides the one in front of me who is so righteous in asking for help?

……

In the distance, Fairy Ruoli finally felt that the gaze on her had faded, she didn't turn her head, and waited for a while before she suddenly paused.

That natural cold demeanor was completely subdued, and he secretly turned his head a little panting, only to pat his towering chest when he saw no one around.

A small voice echoed around: "It scared me to death!"

God knows how long her master has been talking to her, and God knows how long it took her and how much courage she took to come here.

It was the first time in her life to ask for help, but she was so nervous that she almost lost her expression.

Well, she usually has no expression.

Simply, Mo Chengjun agreed, otherwise, she didn't know how it would end.

Of course, there was really no other way, otherwise, she wouldn't be able to open her mouth.

　The book ban on old books was opened yesterday, and finally a wave of publicity was opened. I hope that the collection can increase a wave today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)