Teyvat's Otherworldly Adventurer

Chapter 69 You Say You Can't Forge Weapons? !

In City Z, Lu Liang is assigning entry assessment tasks to Liu Yanyan, who is cuter than himself.

At this moment, the corners of Hai Xi's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a very obvious smile.

"why are you laughing?"

Seeing this, Liu Yanyan asked suspiciously, the girl's intuition made her a little wary.

"Ahem... I remembered something happy."

Haixi quickly suppressed the smile in Lu Liang's begging eyes of "Brother, don't tear down my platform", and returned to indifference.

According to Xia He's instructions, they will then go to a small mountain village on the outskirts of Z City to dig out a corpse that has been dead for more than ten years.

This was supposed to be a job assigned to Xia He by the superiors, but Xia He dumped it to Hai Xi, and then was used by the enthusiastic Lu Liang as a prop to test Liu Yanyan.

But it is more appropriate to say that it is a game than a test.Quanxing is worthy of being Quanxing, even if it is a task assigned by the above, it does not prevent the members from having their own fun during the execution process.

Hai Xi is no exception, but his fun is not here, but with Yula, the clone of the secret painting.

When she took the small wooden wedge thrown by Ma Xianhong, she knew that her trip to Biyou Village had been a great success.

"no problem!"

Yula is full of confidence, as expected, the craftsman's method of testing talent is to see if he can discover the spirituality above the object.

The reason why Ma Xianhong was valued by his great-grandfather Ma Benzai was because among so many members of the Ma family, only he, who was still young, could see the difference between those gadgets made through magical techniques and other vulgar things. .

Now it's his turn to play the role of great-grandfather, and the testing method has not changed.

But today, Yula didn't intend to let it go, she wanted to give Ma Xianhong a little shock of alchemy.

She held the wooden wedge in one hand, and her fingertips were condensed in the other hand. She didn't say much, and started to write and draw by herself, the sawdust fluttered, and her movements were smooth and flowing.

This move alone made Qiu Rang put away all his contempt.

However, the previous bickering obviously left some sequelae, and Qiu Rang muttered in a low voice: "Hmph, liar, and said that he has never learned weapon refining!"

Both Ma Xianhong and Qiu Rang have learned the magic tricks. They are not modest enough to say that in this era when the weapon refiners are dying, even if Qiu Rang is released, it will be an existence that will be overwhelmed by all major forces. Call him Master Qiu No exaggeration.Not to mention Ma Xianhong, he is the leading master of refining weapons in the contemporary era.

With the eyesight of the two of them, it is natural to see that the avatar of the secret painting seems to start to move casually, but it is the kind of concentration state that can enter the object and me anytime, anywhere without any preparation. People are surprised.

Therefore, the seemingly formal processes such as bathing, fasting, incense, and meditation handed down from the pile of papers are not useless and superstitious. They are all helping practitioners to enter this state of concentration and forgetting both things and self more quickly and stably.

However, if someone can freely enter the state of concentration and concentration without relying on some external means, this is generally called the great achievement of tranquility.

At least Qiu Rang thought to himself that he couldn't do it yet.

Ma Xianhong didn't pay attention to Qiu Rang's murmurs, and now he was all focused on Yula, and the more he watched, the more excited he became.

'Shen Yun!I can never be wrong!That piece of wood was just taken from Ruhua's body by me, but now it has a charm! '

It didn't take much time to carve a small wooden wedge, but when Yula stopped writing, she heard the faint sound of deep breathing.

She looked up, and saw that Ma Xianhong, who was in the middle of the stream, came to her at some point, staring at the wood carving and the hand holding the wood carving with fiery eyes.

"you……"

She was about to ask something, but Ma Xianhong was even more anxious than her.

"Didn't you say you came to apprentice? I agreed! From today onwards, you are the third generation successor!"

With a big wave of his hand, Ma Xianhong announced impatiently, with a vague eagerness to scramble.

"Then when can I start studying?" Yura asked, not surprised by this.

"Anytime, if you are not tired, you can start now."

Ma Xianhong is also a vigorous temperament.

"Then now?"

"it is good!"

In a few words, they sat on the ground as if no one else was there, and were ready to start teaching.

At this time, Chou Rang, who had been standing by the side but had almost no sense of existence, opened his mouth: "Then I..."

"By the way, go and buy some food for us and send it over."

Ma Xianhong instructed very naturally, that's what he usually ordered Qiu Rang, and he said it casually today.

But to Qiu Rang's ears, it was like thunder falling from the sky, and the unstoppable sourness flowed in his heart.

'Obviously I am the first disciple of the leader, but he never said which generation I am.The leader's great-grandfather is the first generation, the leader himself is the second generation, and now a younger junior sister has come to become the third generation, what about me?Where is my location?Am I just a takeaway? '

Qiu Rang was very sad, feeling that he should not be here at this moment.

But unfortunately, his grief was temporarily ignored.

Whether it is Ma Xianhong or Haixi, they all have the characteristics of a lot of technical geeks, and the clone of the secret painting, which is equivalent to Haixi's replica, is no exception.

Once it comes to the knowledge that she is interested in, she forgets everything, and there is no doubt that the topic of the most interesting topic is at this stage.

Ma Xianhong was similar, at this time he was immersed in the joy of picking up a talented disciple.As for Qiu Rang, who is that?
"Like the shape, it wins with the interest of things, and it looks like the spirit with the interest of the sky!"

Sitting cross-legged on the big rock by the creek, the secret painting avatar listened to Ma Xianhong's eloquence, "Although the materials we use for refining weapons are all dead things, we are taking the path of resemblance in shape to eventually achieve resemblance in spirit. But without the charm, you can only make flashy toys. Only when both form and spirit are combined can it be regarded as the real "magic machine"!
"But as far as this simple word: [Fu Shen] has stumped countless refiners, it is also one of the root causes of the current decline of the refiner line."

Ma Xianhong sighed, "Shenyun can't be obtained out of thin air. If you want to endow the magic weapon with charm, it often takes ten or twenty years for the craftsman to comprehend, carve, and imbue it... This is really too slow. But you don't have to worry about it." In this regard, Shenji Bailian has successfully solved this problem."

"Oh? How did you solve it?"

"Although Shen Yun will not appear out of thin air, human beings are the primates of all things, so as long as the craftsman is willing to share, use his own spirit as a guide..."

"Like a swordsmith offering a sword?"

"It's an analogy, but it's not that serious."

Ma Xianhong nodded first, then shook his head, "The spirit of the craftsman is just an introduction. If there are not many crafts, it will not cause too serious harm."

Immediately afterwards, his expression became excited: "But you have already mastered the technique of endowing dead objects with a charm, which means that you are partially exempted from the restriction of the magic tricks! I really look forward to it! After you learn the magic tricks, what will you be like?" What's it like?"

(End of this chapter)