This King Zhou is not stupid

Di Xin looked around the room, and finally picked up a small porcelain bottle.

He handed the small porcelain bottle to the painter and said, "You know how to spell, help me to buckle the bottom of the porcelain bottle, can you do it?"

"can."

The painter cut off the bottom of the porcelain vase casually, and Di Xin had a round porcelain piece in this way.

"Poke two more holes in it for me."

The artist poked two more holes for Di Xin.

The maid was very curious about what Di Xin was going to do, but she couldn't move because she didn't have an order.

And Di Xin quickly connected the tiles to one piece of cloth with silk thread, then drew a line on the other piece of cloth, and fastened the button into the gap, and the two pieces of cloth were connected together.

The seemingly rough design surprised the artist slightly.

He is a spider, and he knows very well about connecting and breaking. It is easy to connect silk threads together, but if you want to untie them, you must cut them.

Clothes cannot be cut casually, so there is a way of dressing wrapped and covered.

But now Dixin's design can connect the clothes, not to mention that the buttons will fall off as soon as they are pulled.

"How about it? I think if there are a few buttons on a piece of clothing, the gaps in the clothing can be connected together. This way of dressing will be more convenient."

"Yes, very convenient." The painter nodded.

"Buttons can be made of porcelain, or wood, or stone. In short, it can be a hard object, which is convenient and simple to make."

"Yes."

The artist thought about the picture in his mind,

He put on his coat, buttoned it up, and it was on him.

This way of dressing is simpler than wrapping and belting.

"But Your Majesty, this style of dressing will have a big change for Yin Shang."

"The world is always changing. People grow up and trees grow. Don't Yin Shang change?"

Dixin smiled.

The painter also nodded.

"Yes, Your Majesty, the world is always changing."

The painter recalled his past. When he first became a human, he wanted to integrate into human society, but he failed.

Humans threw him out of the village, which made him very sad.

But later, when he was attacked by other monster races, a Tianbuxiu appeared to stop the two of them, and he knew that day that the world had changed.

"My lord, should I continue to wear it?"

The palace maid was very wronged, it was fine for the painter not to look at her, and the king didn't even look at her, obviously she was dressed so naked, it was embarrassing to death.

"Well, you can change back to the previous clothes first, there are still many sets of clothes for you to try today, artist, can you continue to make clothes?"

"It doesn't matter how many pieces you want, but follow your majesty's orders." The painter smiled slightly.

In this way, Dixin started the trend of designing clothes.

He did not mass-produce these clothes immediately, but found someone to continue to modify the design until it conformed to the current style of Yin Shang.

There is no open-chest or high-fork design, but the symmetrical ancient clothes do have a different aesthetic feeling, especially after women wear new clothes, their figures are fully displayed.

Although most of the Yin merchants did not accept it immediately, some immortal families liked this design instead.

"Sister, look, there are so many styles of clothes in this wealthy businessman." Bi Xiao's eyes were dazzled from looking in the clothing store.

"Third sister, calm down."

Yun Xiao sighed, she had already passed the state of longing for things outside her body, but when she saw these clothes, she also admired them a little.

"Sister, Sanxian Island has always been clean, without the dazzling array of things in the world." Qiong Xiao was also slightly moved when she saw so many styles of clothes.

"This Yin Shang is getting more and more interesting."

Yun Xiao also smiled more.

"Indeed, since the Great Tribulation of Conferring Gods, Master has encouraged Jiejiao disciples to visit the human world. The human world has really changed a lot."

Yun Xiao took out the magic weapon of communication in his arms, which still hasn't been named.

But it was so easy to use, within a short period of time, Yunxiao had already recorded the numbers of hundreds of intercepted disciples.

In this way, she can contact them at any time, which is much simpler than magic, and she can contact them anywhere in the world with just a flick of a finger.

Of course, Yunxiao also knows the shortcomings of this thing. It is a brick outside the range of the signal tower, but this does not prevent it from being easy to use within the effective range.

"Big sister, big sister!"

Bi Xiao held a piece of clothing in one hand and asked Yun Xiao, "Which one do you think I look better in?"

"Third Sister looks good in anything she wears." Yun Xiao smiled sweetly.

Can't help but remind people of the plot in the original work of Fengshen.

Bi Xiao died, Qiong Xiao died, and only Yun Xiao was left under the Qilin Cliff.

Sanxiao has only its name, but no reality.

"Third Sister, this piece reveals too much." Qiong Xiao's reminder broke the sweet atmosphere.

"It's fine to look good. It's okay to show a little thigh and arm. Our third sister is born beautiful and has been nesting in Sanxian Island. Although it is clean, it lacks a little color."

Bi Xiao's words seemed random, but they made sense after careful consideration.

If cultivating the Tao can really be achieved by living in seclusion, then why does their master accept disciples?Why did Empress Nuwa create humans?How could the two sages of the West have such great ambitions?

"Third Sister likes them, so she bought them all." Yun Xiao replied.

"Thank you ma'am."

Bi Xiao also put all the clothes he liked into the magic storage device, and the shop owner who saw it sighed for a while.

'I'm going to get rich today. '

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At this moment, in the Artifact Refining Department of the Tianbu, a young cultivator of the Tianbu is conducting an extremely dangerous research.

He is a genius. In the last battle with Asura, I don't know how many monks from the Heavenly Department died in battle. Even though the Black Armor Army proposed by Di Xin did not change this point.

So he was wondering if it was possible to make a puppet that could move freely without even manipulating it.

Such a design is extremely difficult, because it is difficult for a dead thing to become a living thing unless it is injected with a soul.

But the pride of the cultivator of Tianbu did not allow him to do such dirty and despicable things. In this way, after a year of hard research, he finally achieved results.

The eyes of the puppet in black armor lit up, he took a step forward, and walked off the booth.

"Move, move!"

Al was very excited to watch his creation move without anyone controlling it.

He was so excited that he shed tears and even knelt on the ground.

"This time, many monks from the Heavenly Ministry can be saved, and there will be no more casualties. Companions under the Nine Springs, have you seen that?!"

Al is really a genius. In this era, it is extremely difficult to make dead things spiritual. Maybe it is not allowed by the law of heaven. There are very few magic weapons with spirituality in the entire prehistoric world.

To create a magic weapon with spirituality, there is almost no other way except to inject the soul.

The puppet created by Ke Aier has its own thinking circuit.

"Please give me your name."

"Oh, yes, name." Al wiped away tears quickly, he stood up and said, "My surname is Ai, you can take my surname as you like, and I won't take any of the characters. Let's call you Ai if you have a single name. Len."

Although they are two oriental characters, they have a western flavor.

But Ai is indeed a surname, which originated from Ru Ai, Minister of Zhongxing of Emperor Shaokang of the Xia Dynasty, and later generations all use Ai as their surname.

As for Lun, the word has many meanings, such as ethics and morality, and the rules of human relations. Al also hopes that Allen can be like a person.

"Alan, your name has been entered, Alan, follow your orders."

The smile on Al's face restrained a little, and he realized at this moment that although the Allen he created had a thinking circuit similar to that of a human, he was not human after all.

He's... more of a slave.

Yin and Shang had slaves, probably hundreds of thousands of them. Al once saw slaves. Although Di Xin asked the officers and soldiers not to oppress the slaves, the slaves still didn't have the slightest desire for freedom.

The slavishness is still imprinted in their bones. If there is no guidance from others, they will walk out of the status of slaves for the rest of their lives.

The same is true for the Black Armored Army puppet in front of him now.

"You, don't you want to do something yourself?"

Allen didn't answer.

"Won't you act without my order?"

"Yes." Allen replied this time.

Al was confused at that moment.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally sighed. He may be a genius in refining weapons, but at this time, he needs help.

The news of Alan's birth soon reached Di Xin's ears.

"What did you say?!!!"

When Di Xin heard the news, he snapped the table in half.

'Damn it, who the hell is able to make this thing? I thought I was ahead of myself when I used the technique of spreading beans into soldiers to create a black armor army, but someone was ahead of me? ! '

In fact, if Di Xin hadn't developed the technique of turning beans into soldiers to create combat puppets, Ayer would never have thought of creating a truly unmanned puppet.

"Your Majesty, please don't get angry."

The cultivator from Tianbu who sent the news was very surprised to see that Di Xin was so angry.

Because Di Xin seldom showed such an expression, the cultivator from the Tianbu suddenly understood that the thing created by his colleagues was very dangerous.

That's what he thought when he first heard it. A person who completely obeys the orders of others, isn't this the most perfect soldier in war?

If this kind of thing is created, if other people use it maliciously, it will be a dangerous army.

He thought of the first floor, but Di Xin had already thought of the fifth floor.

'I understand, the next thing is the Omnic Crisis, the mechanical puppets overthrow the ruthless rule of the Yin Shang, and the machines gain human affection, will it become a plot of a new race between heaven and earth? ! '

It's no wonder Di Xin thinks so, after all, so many movies before time travel have such a plot, and so do games.

What about "Detroit" and "Terminator", anyway, Dixin has seen a lot.

'My good fellow, such a genius popped out, I'll think about how to treat him first, I can't let him be neglected by others because of my attitude, loneliness can drive people crazy. '

A ghost is terrifying, and Di Xin doesn't want to face a crazy ghost.

"Gu was not angry, just surprised, just shocked. Gu never thought that this very entangled question would arise during Gu's succession. This monk from the Ministry of Heaven, I ask you, do you know what a person is? "

"This question is too profound, I don't understand." The monk of Tianbu shook his head.

"Then change the question, do you know what a living thing is?"

"Having life is a living thing." The monk of Tianbu answered this time.

"Then what is life? Is life an active existence, or an existence with a soul? Even Gu doesn't know the specific answer to this question."

Di Xin stood up and glanced at the table that had been smashed by himself.

"Send someone to help tidy up here. I will go to the Tianbu station to see your genius. This is really a problem for Gu."

Sometimes too much genius is not good, knowledge can change destiny.

But whether this fate is good or bad is a matter of one thought.

Arriving at the resident of the Tianbu, in the square at this time, the monks of the Tianbu also surrounded the black armored puppet. This kind of black armored puppet, which was designed to be remotely operated by the monks, moved autonomously without anyone operating it. Let many Tianbu monks cast expressions of interest.

"The king is here, get out of the way!"

With a loud shout, the monks of the Tianbu made way for Di Xin.