Under One Person: I am alone, reviving the Tang Sect

Chapter 124: Magical weapons are not technology, why don’t you go to heaven?

After leaving Tangzhong, Feng Qin's mind was full of how to solve the problem of dark power.

Although this is the first time I have encountered dark energy, I am not unfamiliar with these two words. Even ordinary people know a little about it through the Internet.

In simple terms, there is a Qi in the body that you cannot control. If you don't pay attention, the hidden force will take the opportunity to attack you.

It is not pleasant at all to be on guard against sneak attacks from this hidden force every day.

But it is difficult to find a way to solve the problem now. The only thing I can think of is Zhang Wang’s weapon refining technique.

The night passed with a feeling of shame towards Tang Meihua.

……

On Thursday morning, Tang Wenlong went out early, saying that he was going to prepare a picnic for the short holiday. Yuan'er and others also went with him.

The looks they gave Feng Qin were filled with gratitude but also doubt, mainly because Feng Qin had been going out too often at night recently and looked like the kind of person who would secretly go out for a tryst.

But now Feng Qin's walking skills have greatly improved, and it is very difficult for them to follow him without being discovered. Many times, they were halfway through following him when Feng Qin turned around and caught them.

At this level, they had to give up tracking.

Feng Qin did not explain too much. He was able to discover them mainly thanks to Tang Zong's sparring, which allowed him to better utilize various skills in actual combat.

This time when he went out, Feng Qin did not rush to the wooden stake to practice alone. Instead, he picked up his cell phone and asked for leave from today's teacher.

Then he bought a few big meat buns and went straight to Zhang Wang's weapon refining room.

It is called a refining room, but in fact it is just a simple large room consisting of four walls, a few iron windows and a door.

Feng Qin had been here before and had also advised Zhang Wang to get over his inner demons. Although he no longer questioned himself, he still studied those incomplete protective magic weapons day and night.

Feng Qin knocked on the door gently, listening to the sound of someone fiddling with instruments inside. Just as he was thinking that his master was too engrossed in his studies and was about to push the door open, he heard his master's voice coming from inside:
"Why are you here so early in the morning instead of practicing properly? Are you finally fed up with the boring practice?"

Feng Qin immediately pushed the door open and placed several large meat buns in front of Zhang Wang, then he took one out and started eating.

Holding the meat bun in his mouth, he said incoherently, "Alas, I was worried that you would be hungry, so I'm just trying to keep you warm."

"And you, why didn't you care whether I ate or not last night, but this morning you feel guilty about my master?"

Zhang Wang snorted and unceremoniously grabbed the meat bun and started eating it, but he continued without giving any face or steps:
"There must be something wrong when things are out of the ordinary. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"No, I'm just interested in refining weapons. I couldn't sleep all night because I was thinking about refining weapons."

“Hey, is this true?”

Zhang Wang was surprised at first and then delighted. This weapon refining was much more boring than practicing martial arts. The latter at least allowed one to see progress. Even if one made no progress, after the physical strength was exhausted, one's physical fitness and proficiency in the martial arts were real.

Although the sense of achievement is not strong, it is better than nothing.

It’s different with refining equipment. It’s common to fail a hundred times in a row.

If one does not have any interest or talent, the lack of a sense of achievement and the frustration of repeated failure are enough to drive a person into mental disorder.

Feng Qin was so interested, no matter what his talent was, he at least met half of the conditions for refining the weapon.

"Of course it's true. When have I ever lied to you, my disciple?"

"You are not needed now?"

"..."

Zhang Wang was not overwhelmed by joy, he still said rationally:
"It's fine as long as you have this intention, but right now the Tang Sect's skills are more important. Although you mastered them quickly, in just a few months, you have almost caught up with others' progress in a year, but you can't learn so much in such a short time."

The Tang Sect's skills complement each other, so learning multiple skills at the same time is not considered too complicated.

But if you add refining equipment into it, it will be much more complicated, no less complicated than a science student learning Chinese. Zhang Wang was also worried that if he tried to do both, a good talent would become mediocre.

"It's okay. You said that you will become numb after practicing for a long time. Look at me these days. I haven't had a day off. Tonight I have to replace Senior Sister Tao Tao to carry out a mission."

"It's okay to learn how to refine equipment to change your mood, right?"

Feng Qin pressed his shoulders and patted his back, his flattery was mixed with some rationality.

For so long, he either practiced alone at the wooden stake or sparred with his classmates during class, and rarely even went out to play. Every teacher and disciple saw this.

Zhang Wang thought to himself that it was true. If he was assigned the task so early, he must be very nervous at the moment. If he was asked to go back to practice, he would probably be restless and unable to calm down. It would be better for him to use this time to learn about refining.

After being convinced, Zhang Wang no longer pretended to be reserved. He had always wanted Feng Qin to touch the magic weapon, otherwise he would not have given him the black tortoise robe.

"Okay, what you said makes sense. It's inevitable to be nervous when performing a mission for the first time."

"Master is right. So what should I understand first?"

"Basic knowledge of magic tools."

Zhang Wang moved aside to make room for Feng Qin to get closer, but he did not take Feng Qin with him to study this incomprehensible magical weapon.

"In theory, magic weapons can do anything. As long as your imagination is rich enough and your talent is sufficient, you can turn your imagination into reality, such as these two."

He first picked up a [Guanyuan] and a piece of [Wushaojia] material.

"Guanyuan is such a magical instrument with rich imagination. It can be said to be a [locator] of the alien circle."

"It can display the Qi within a certain range. In other words, if you are an extraordinary person and are covered by [Guan Yuan], it is impossible to avoid its tracking unless you have a skill similar to [Phantom Body Barrier] and practice it to perfection."

"So its production process is very complicated. Let me tell you, even though there are a lot of them here, there are no special circumstances, but you can't touch them."

Guanyuan was invented as early as the last century or even earlier. Even today, it can be regarded as a magical artifact. Feng Qin took it from his hands and was awe-inspiring by its heavy feel.

"【Black-tailed Armor】 is also our Tang Sect's masterpiece. It can change its state freely. As long as you have enough Qi, it can be both a protective gear and a weapon."

Feng Qin also picked up the black armor. Although the name has the word "armor" in it, it actually looks like a square piece of material.

Zhang Wang also took out several pieces of [Black Armor] from a box nearby.

However, compared with the piece in Feng Qin's hand, the other colors and fineness are different. Just by looking at the appearance, you can tell that Feng Qin's piece is a fine product.

"The Wushao Armor has been upgraded many times. The first generation was just an iron armor that could withstand swords and guns, but it couldn't withstand shocks. Although it can also change its form, at best, it can only be considered a piece of iron that can change freely."

"The Tang Sect's weapon refiners of all generations have continuously improved it, and it was not until my generation that all its shortcomings were made up. However... there are traces to follow for improvement, and creation is from scratch. Only the creator is a true genius."

Zhang Wang did not take all the credit on himself, but instead seriously introduced the history of weapon refining to Feng Qin.

Feng Qin nodded, not quite understanding, and then his eyes flickered as he added:

"There are those who can track, and those who can protect, but are there any who can heal, or..."

"The body has internal injuries, and it can be adjusted back, such as hidden strength or something."

"..."

Zhang Wang looked at Feng Qin's wild imagination. The whole room became quiet. After a while, he spoke:

"How can a refiner possibly make that thing?"

"This is a magical tool, not future technology. Why don't you just build a robot that can move?"

(End of this chapter)